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lupuslikethewolf · 1 year

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marauders!au where the war never happened and they all got to go on and live happy lives :) its set years later, when Harry, Ron, Neville, Luna and Hermione are going into their first year.

I haven’t come up with an actual plot yet :/ but this is the setting, and they are all around their early-to-mid-thirties at this point. it's likely just domestic fluff and slice-of-life type shit, with Harry still getting into impossible amounts of fuckery whilst stressing at least 10 different adults (as he should tbh)

i can't decide whether this is set in the 90s or in the modern!era so i left it ambiguous

Barty Crouch Jr, now Professor Barty (just Barty, Crouch is my father), teaches DADA and his fiancé, Evan Rosier, is a Magizoologist who travels during the school year, comes back home for the holidays and weekends to spend with Barty, either on Hogwarts grounds or at their own home. Barty has a close friendship with McGonagall, who is Headmistress, and Poppy (who are married, but no one figured it out).

Dorcas and Marlene play International-Level Quidditch: Dorcas for England, and Marlene for Wales or Ireland (undecided). Everyone thinks they hate each other from the way they treat each other during games. They played for the Holyhead Harpies until they got recruited, and their wedding was basically the biggest, most dramatic and over-the-top graduation party Hogwarts had ever seen, hosted in the Potter Manor. everyone was hungover for days afterwards

Lily and Snape are best-friends-turned-rivals, who achieved a Mastery in Potions at the same time, and are both the youngest people to ever do so. Sev specialises in theoretical potions, and Lily specialises in experimental work, altering old potions and creating new ones. She commandeered the entire basement for her own potions lab, and Remus helps her research in his spare time.

Pandora started publishing with Xenophillius (the definition of gender-fuckery; no-one knows how they identify, not even Xeno), and they publish the most outlandish work they can, alongside Pandora’s books!! They also run Xeno's Quibbler and a couple other independent newspapers. They live out in the countryside w/ Luna. Barty & Evan are their only walking-distance neighbours, but they floo to their friends houses semi-regularly

MaryLily and StarChaser are co-parenting Harry, and being godparents/family friends of Draco, Blaise Zabini, Ron, Neville and Luna. When Harry is at pre-school, he makes friends with Hermione, and the four of them introduce Dr and Dr Granger to the magical world over the years, instead of the two month crash-course Hogwarts gives

Mary is an artist, and since she was raised half-blood, absolutely adores the technique and process of muggle painting, later enchanting it to move and learn and talk. She doesn't own anything that isn't stained with paint, bleach or hair dye. She is famous for her work, in Magical and Muggle circles, but is almost completely anonymous, and they only know what she looks like because of a group portrait she painted

Regulus is an independent researcher of old Pagan traditions and 'Muggle' magic, how different solstices and days (like All Hallows Eve) affect the Magical community, etc. He visits Barty at Hogwarts with Harry every few weeks, and later with Hermione as well, so they grew up learning about the secrets at Hogwarts, in the library, and with the teachers. Also friendly house rivalry, and the adults completely split on which houses they will go into at Hogwarts. Evan started a betting pool.

James and Sirius are the wizarding private investigators. They work everywhere, for everyone (no matter what. they don't need to charge more than what people can afford), and love it. James absolutely adores the 'Sherlock Holmes' vibes, but they are both Sherlock Holmes b/c they are simply too baddass not to be!

Remus opened a bookstore-cafe, and him and Sirius live in the flat above it. It’s really popular and became the place for students and young queer people. The bookstore stocks everything from really popular and really unknown books and authors of every genre. The regulars also notice all these really famous but really mysterious friends of Remus who come-and-go (artist!mary, author!pandora, athletes!dorlene, etc). And then, of course, is the “private” investigator boyfriend, who couldn’t be less subtle at anything if he tried.

Alice is still an Auror, and the Best of the Best, but she is so fucking fed up of the politics, DMLE, and Ministry in general. She is starting a revolution/reformation from the inside- and if that doesn’t work, quit her job and do the same thing from the outside! Frank ended up in law and becoming a Lawyer, and is glad he did, because it might be the only thing that will keep his partner out of jail if she decides to commit treason. They love Neville to bits, and would do anything for him!! They built a whole-ass greenhouse when he discovered his talent.

Peter Pettigrew works part-time with Remus at his place, but is currently training with Gringotts/other cursebreakers to become a professional cursebreaker! it is taking a long ass time with a lot of testing and work to put in, but Peter finds it interesting and it meant that he always has more stories to tell the kids when he sees them, which is a bonus because children are hard to entertain.

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v4mpgutz · 6 months

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sanccharine · 1 year

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01 | a hufflepuff and a slytherin

hogwarts au

pairing: hufflepuff!tzuyu x slytherin!reader genre: fluff, slice of life word count: 2.8k

warnings: none that i can think of :]

summary: whether on the field or during class, you never shied away from trouble. and in your sixth year, trouble seemed to follow you like a shadow, though you couldn’t complain. especially when that series of misfortunes led you to the transfiguration prodigy, chou tzuyu. includes: red velvet's yeri, ateez's san and wooyoung; mentions viviz's sinb

status: ongoing a/n: here it is aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

masterlist | teaser | chapter 2

The Hogwarts Express' deafening whistle greeted you when you stepped onto the platform. Young children—witches—too young to attend the school dashed past, laughing. Huffing behind them, their parents pushed trolleys with luggage threatening to fall. The commotion was expected. Missing the train was one of your deepest fears and you were already pushing it, being as late as you were.

In hopes of finding an empty coach, you rushed towards the end of the platform. The first few coaches would be packed with the early birds. Here and there, you could recognise your friends and classmates. The flash of green robes, a glimpse of the newest Nimbus, and a familiar head of bleached blonde hair in the crowd. The thought of seeing your friends made you smile.

Until someone crashed into your back, pushing you straight into your trolley.

“Move along, L/N!” You could single out your best friend’s scream from a raucous crowd, it was as lithe as its owner.

It had been a while since you heard Yeri.

Before you could take your revenge, the young woman was already ahead and left you sputtering in her dust. Yeri shoved her trolley through people and forced them to jump away as she flashed her blinding smile over her shoulder. Shaking your head at her antics, you decided to follow her. When you stopped by Yeri’s trolley, she had already headed into the train, probably trying to find an empty seat. As you pulled up your largest suitcase onto the train, Yeri appeared in front of you.

“I found one, just three down,” she said before jumping down to the platform to get her things. “Go quickly!”

You made your way down the train with your suitcase and shoulder bag. On occasion, you pressed yourself to the wall to let other students pass. Having found the empty coach, you opened the door and haphazardly threw your bag to the luggage rack above. Mustering all your strength, you lifted your luggage and tipped it in as well. But, it seemed to be too big to fit.

To get a better view of the cabin, you climbed up on the seat with a groan. Impatient as you were, you miscalculated the effect of dragging your shoulder bag out. A terrible decision on your part.

It happened in a matter of seconds.

The corner of your suitcase in front of your eye.

Your feet slipped away from the seat.

Your left hand yanked back by force.

Your shoulder bag spilt your stationery.

You bumped back into someone.

And finally, your suitcase toppled over.

Instinct finally kicked in, you turned on your back and raised a hand over your head. You waited for the deafening thud but it never came. After taking a second to get your bearings, you glanced over your shoulder.

Your suitcase levitated an inch above the ground. A deep sigh escaped from your saviour as your suitcase finally landed on the floor. When you turned, you found a pair of glassy brown eyes staring back at you with concern.

Non-verbal spellcasting. Quick thinking. The colour yellow in your peripheral.

Chou Tzuyu.

Even in class, your brain never processed information that quickly. Yet, her name came to you in an instant.

What was worse is that you said it aloud. She looked up, expectant, so you said the first thing that came to mind.

“Hi.”

To be fair, you couldn’t fault yourself. It was hard to not fluster under her stare. After all, this is Chou Tzuyu. There wasn’t a single witch, professor, or ghost at Hogwarts that didn’t know of her brilliance.

You’ve crossed paths with her, being in the same year and all. Though, you doubt she’s ever noticed you. Maybe apart from the few times you’ve miscast a spell, started a fight or chased around your teammates. These are instances when most people notice you, but looking back, none of them shine a positive light on you. But also because you were in completely different friend circles. You spent your time at Hogwarts eating grass on the field, she spent her time at the library with her study group. You wouldn’t be surprised if she didn’t know your name—

“Y/N L/N,” she said, offering you a very awkward smile. Mimicking your intonation, she finished. "Hi."

Chou Tzuyu knows your name. She’s definitely noticed you.

With your ego boosted a little, you stood up straighter.

“Hi,” you repeated out of habit, with quite some confidence. Then deflated when you realized what you did.

Tzuyu chuckled to herself before she relaxed onto the seat she was knocked into. Only now, you were aware of the precarious situation that was your own doing. You were leaning towards her, back hunched enough for your faces to touch, you’ve cornered her onto the seat. With a gulp, you pushed yourself out to the hallway to allow some distance between the pair of you. Hiding her smile, Tzuyu helped herself up as you began your round of apologies.

"I am so sorry,” you began and Tzuyu raised her hand to shake your grievances away. But you were busy scanning her for visible injuries or discomfort. “You’re not hurt anywhere, are you?”

“The seat cushioned my fall, I really am fine,” Tzuyu said as she dusted her robes off. She must have arrived early to have changed already. “Besides, it's nothing compared to your falls.”

Quidditch. Of course, that’s why she’s noticed you. You were on the Slytherin team after all. That explains… everything.

“Would you like me to help clean—”

“Oh no, not at all!” you jumped forward, took her hand and pulled her out into the hallway with you. “You’ve already saved me from a huge mess, thanks for that!”

“L/N, stop flirting and help me!” Yeri screamed from somewhere down the hallway and you froze. As did Tzuyu, her widened eyes trained on your conjoined hands as she processed the words.

You could already imagine the havoc that mindless statement will wreak upon you.

Students peered out from their cabins, attracted to the commotion like moths to a flame. Yeri lugged her suitcase behind her and left curious students in her wake. When everyone’s eyes landed on the pair of you, their jaws fell to the floor. And when their eyes landed on your hands holding Tzuyu’s, silence enveloped the coach.

“What’s wrong?” Yeri’s question broke the silence.

The second you scrunched your eyes shut and pulled your shoulders to your ears, the noise erupted. Wolf whistles broke and all you could do was stare at Tzuyu awkwardly. You predicted this as soon as Yeri spoke, but hoped you would be wrong anyway. When the jeers continued, painfully highlighting the predicament you were in, you remembered you were still holding Tzuyu’s hand.

Amongst the yelling, there were also whispers. Now, both you and Tzuyu were no ordinary students. Both talented and well-known in your respective areas, and with recognition come rumours. There were a few titles you recognised; your positions and Tzuyu’s achievements. There were some nicknames you weren’t aware you held, some you’d never even heard of. And if the situation weren’t so strange, some of them would’ve made you proud. Yet, all those whispers could be boiled down to one simple explanation.

A Hufflepuff and a Slytherin.

The contrast was the easiest to make. It also happened to be the most harmful difference.

A distinct whining voice, somehow clear to your ears in the ongoing mess, made a comment. The voice was clear as crystal as if your ears were trained to pick up that voice. A tightness in your chest developed and you caught a flash of coldness in Tzuyu’s eyes. In an instant, Tzuyu yanked her hand away from yours as if burned. You were already searching for the owner of the voice, but instead, you found Yeri’s gaze. She had a determined look and shook her head before jutting her chin in Tzuyu’s direction.

Awful as the comment was, it had been said. The damage is done.

Tzuyu is your main concern.

But you weren’t sure what to do.

You were clueless.

So you just stared at her.

“Pack it up, people!” Yeri’s voice boomed down the hallway and startled Tzuyu. “And that's enough from you.”

Yeri shoved a boy’s face back with the palm of her hand as she passed. He shrieked in indignation, though it was quickly silenced when Yeri shut the cabin door.

“Yeah, yeah, we’ve heard it all before, you’ll destroy my life, I know,” she said, before clapping. “Enough, nothing to see here!”

Collective groans left the students as your best friend cleared out the chaos of her making. You finally drummed up the courage to check on Tzuyu, instead of heading for a fight first.

“Listen, I’m really sorry about—”

“It’s okay. I’m fine,” Tzuyu said in a clipped manner. Though it must've sounded unconvincing to her own ear because she repeated. “I’m fine. Really. It happens.”

She shrugged and nodded to herself, it was an action you couldn’t really make sense of.

Tzuyu stepped to your right, ready to leave. But she stopped, her eyes were on her clasped hands, contemplating something. Then she looked up at you. “Don’t do something stupid, Y/N.”

With that, Tzuyu took her leave.

With a salty taste in your mouth, you watched her walk away. People shrank into their cabins as she passed, though Tzuyu paid them no mind. The comment—the insult—returned to you. The single word, a label that completely strips someone of their humanity. The word seemed to echo in your mind. Replayed in that irritating voice until all sound gave way to an incessant ringing.

When someone placed their hand on your shoulder, your neck snapped to them.

“Easy, easy, it’s just me,” Yeri said, unflinching at your rigidity. All her enthusiasm from the platform was gone, instead, her eyes were dull, exhausted. She watched Tzuyu disappear into a cabin before she sighed. “I’m sorry, I didn’t—Nevermind, how is Tzuyu? Is she alright?”

You only shrugged before you turned with fists already tightened. A fist fight visualised in your mind. But Yeri placed a hand on your chest and held you back.

“Not here, not now,” Yeri said, her voice low and careful. Her eyes darted around as she said, “His cronies are all there in the cabin—”

“We can take them—” when Yeri pushed, forcing you to take a step backwards, you gave her a look. “We can’t let him get away with stuff like that, Yeri!”

“I know we can but what does that solve? What are you going to do? Punch him? Break his nose again? Beat him up until he’s bleeding? Okay, and then what?” Yeri asked, goading you. “What’s your plan here?” When you had no answer, she continued, “There are no consequences on this train. What do you think will happen when we get to Hogwarts? What happens when he enters with a bleeding nose and points his finger at you? Don’t you want to play this year?”

“I told you I’m not playing this year,” Yeri rolled her eyes at that.

“We’re sixth years now, Y/N. And you, what you do, it reflects on the team. Reflects on Hwang Eunbi. Whether you’re playing or not!” The mention of your captain’s name stopped you in your tracks, you couldn’t look Yeri in the eye. “I took care of it for now and Tzuyu said she is fine, that’s it. And trust me, he’s going to do something stupid again and we’ll take care of him then, get him in real trouble. Now can we get settled in, please?”

A moment passed, your stare still focused on the hallway. You could imagine his face, sneering as he spat vile things. The image alone was enough to provoke your ire, a feeling uncommon to you. When Yeri’s grip tightened on your shoulder, you exhaled. Your body deflated along with your breath. Finally, you turned your gaze to your best friend, she didn’t waver. A look of understanding passed and you nodded.

In complete silence, the two of you set up your luggage. It was easy, having spent years beside each other. You cleaned up your mess before making sure all the bags are safely placed. Your brooms and pet cages were also secured. All you had to do was change into your robes and pass out for the length of the train ride.

Outside, through the window, parents hugged their children goodbye. You observed them, taking mental notes of the people as you tried to find familiar faces. Yeri made herself comfortable opposite you and took up the entire seat to lie down. Unfortunately for her, she didn’t have the pleasure for too long.

“Saved seats for us, did you?” Wooyoung said as he pushed back the cabin door. Behind him, San peered over and waved with his broom. “Now, scooch over.”

An elongated groan escaped Yeri. With a small jump, she made herself cosy once again, but at the expense of your comfort. This time, her head found purchase on your lap and once again her feet were on the seat. Though you didn't mind. Filled with an odd fascination, you watched Wooyoung and San settle in. Although the latter seemed a bit slower.

Then the object of interest was placed by your feet.

“That's the newest model,” you said, mouth agape, almost in a daze.

If anyone was going to parade around with the most recent Nimbus broomstick, it was Choi San. Not necessarily because he liked to boast, in fact, he did the opposite with how gently he treated the thing. Rather it was his parents' pride in their son that landed him such treasures. You couldn't say the same about your parents, they never valued your affinity for Quidditch. Of course, there was also the fact that he was stinking rich, the crème de la crème of purebloods. When you first met him, you expected the worst, and yet, Choi San was nothing but kind.

On your lap, Yeri turned, her eyes never leaving the broom. Your body anticipated it before your mind processed it.

Your best friend lunged forward just as you wrapped your hand around her body. San, expecting the same of his long-time friend, pulled his broom back.

“Not happening,” San said with a knowing smile. You only chuckled as Yeri folded her arms like a petulant child.

Soon the train left the platform, leaving teary-eyed parents behind as they watched their children depart. The sight made you smile, your parents only showed up the first time. Your friends chatted amongst themselves while your gaze was glued to the scenery. You let yourself get taken away by the rolling hills.

Occasionally, new and old faces stopped by. Some looking for seats, some to greet you, and some to join you for a moment. Some of the younger witches were there only to fawn over Quidditch. Your best friend basked in the adoration, but you only wanted to sink into comfortable sleep.

“You think Eunbi is going to be okay?” San's voice filtered through, breaking you from your dreamlike state. When he noticed he caught your attention, he turned to you. "She's the head girl this year.”

That was no news to you. Ever since you laid eyes on Hwang Eunbi, you knew she'd be the head girl. Besides, she'd sent a letter a few weeks back. Her wording had seemed odd but Eunbi's words were often stilted. She could be unfamiliar with her own shrewdness. But you trusted her. This is why you didn't understand San's worry.

"She'll be fine," Wooyoung said, concluding your thoughts. His head was on San's lap as he fiddled with his yellow and black tie. "It's Hwang Eunbi."

"I just feel like it's a lot of responsibility," San said, mindlessly playing with Wooyoung's hair. "She might be overwhelmed."

Yeri didn't say anything, instead, she caught your gaze.

Don’t you want to play this year?

Sighing, you let your eyes turn back to the scenery. Instead of the sport, something else took root in your mind. Your thoughts wandered back to her.

Chou Tzuyu.

A name etched into the back of your mind, much like the spells you learned in your first year at Hogwarts. The same name every teacher squealed with pride as she completed the charm first. Or every time students grumbled when she got another answer right. Or when Lee asks students to demonstrate the new transfiguration spell and she had it mastered already.

It was her name—Chou Tzuyu—whispered in classrooms and corridors, followed by the word 'muggleborn'.

On its own, muggleborn was no insult, only a mere descriptor. Of course, this is laughable coming from you, someone who's never been in her shoes. Quite the opposite actually. Though harmless at the surface level, even you understood the insinuation behind the comment.

You were worried about her. And you didn't know how to approach her about it.

With a shake of your head, you let your eyes droop and allowed exhaustion to seep in. Wishing to be awakened only when you reach Hogwarts.

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saltyfishdream · 2 months

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Kazuha x Reader (Hogwarts AU)

Tags: reverse hurt/comfort, triggered by weather, coping with grief, gn!reader, implied past Kazuha/Friend

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The Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom was empty for only you and Professor Minci. You gulped nervously as she started to talk about your consistent “trolling” grade, which you still had to stifle a few laughs from hearing. You grew up in a Muggle family, and of course, the Internet.

She continued with how she tried to put you with other “high-achieving students” (Diluc and Kaeya) to get your grade up or making you sit on your own (after she found that you three together were the perfect stew for chatter) but they “probably weren't the best ways for you”.

“So that's why I'd like to introduce you to your peer tutor,” She finished. Peer tutor? You don't dare raise a brow at the idea even though you wanted to. You were sure that Diluc and Kaeya’s grades dropped that term because of all the chatting in class. Would you distract that peer tutor so much you'd forget about studying in the first place?

A knock on the door stopped your train of thoughts.

“Come in.”

You were first met with red eyes. Not as dark and piercing as the crimson in Diluc's, but a shade closer to the warm flame in the fireplace in the Gryffindor common room despite the fact that he was a Hufflepuff. His hair was white for only a few red strands, which was brushed to his right.

“Kadehara,” Professor Minci continued, “Will be your student tutor this term…”

She went on with a lot of details (like how good a student Kadehara was? Or he's a sixth year who didn’t drop the subject?) that you mostly missed, before noticing that it was almost time for dinner and ushered you two out of the room.

Kadehara said, “[name], are you fine with calling me Kazuha? I'm not really used to being called by my last name–”

You only blurted out the thing that was hanging on your mind from the moment you saw him. “You should put less stress on yourself, or even that red part of your hair will turn white at this rate if you insist on tutoring me.”

Kazuha's eyes widened for a second, probably from confusion.

“A-Ah no, I just bleached and dyed my hair! Kind of, actually. I wanted to dye it all red but the dyeing spell didn't work as well as I'd imagined,” he let out a few dry laughs, even though he didn’t look anything close to feeling awkward or already hating you.

You could feel the warmth creep up your face. Those rumors about the guy who found his hair whitened overnight was total bullcrap! Why would’ve you believed it? Are you fricking stupid? And had to make that tutor think you’re stupid in non-DA stuff? You ask yourself, almost embarrassing yourself in front of Kazuha again by nearly hitting yourself in the head with an imaginary rolled-up newspaper.

And so you both got back to your own tables without saying a word.

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“Isn't it time for you to go to that student tutor?” Kaeya asked. You groaned, looking up from the magical equivalent of a Rubik's cube in your hands, the only difference between both is that it keeps tricking you into the wrong steps by changing its colors and giving you riddles then roasts you for not solving the puzzle. It was a Saturday morning and the last thing that you had the mood to do was tutoring.

You pretend to have forgotten about the whole thing. “Tutor? What tutor?”

“The sixth-year who bleached his hair with a spell,” Diluc said, hands subconsciously turning his own cube.

“Ugh, thanks for the reminder.”

That conversation a few days ago had left a much sour taste in your mouth than you'd imagined that you were dreading seeing Kazuha again. Now every time you think of anything related to hair or peer tutoring (which Diluc and Kaeya are very unhelpfully mentioning in every conversation) you would cringe for the next hour about it– even Scara telling everyone that your face keeps turning into a tomato isn’t as embarrassing as that!

Don't know what to do next? Too bad. The words showed on your cube while it made obnoxious booing sounds. Note to self: get self a set of wizarding chess that is not from Dori.

You put the cube down for it to reshuffle in a flurry of colors and launch itself into Kaeya’s hands.

And for once the cube was right. You didn't really know what to do next, go to the library and face Kazuha or think of some random excuse that can convince Professor Minci to let you off the hook.

You left the common room. You knew that Kaeya and Diluc would literally drag you to the library if you stayed for a while longer, and they weren't sick of making hair-dyeing references yet while you were more than sick of the conversation with Kazuha.

Speak of the devil, he was standing next to the Fat Lady waiting for you.

“Oh, you're finally here.” He said with a smile as if the conversation didn't happen at all. “I thought you… forgot… or something…” Kazuha’s voice trailed off further as he went.

It was so awkward that you hoped that the floor would open up like the stairs did and swallow you whole (which it sadly didn't yet).

It took something like a million years and 20 tokens for you to generate a response, “It- I… lost my book. And notes, so, uh…”

You haven't even gotten to the part of calling off the tutoring session because of that when Kazuha replied, “That's fine, there are copies of textbooks in the library… it's really a blessing, isn't it?”

You could do nothing but nod and pray for whoever Merlin is to get you out of this cringefest.

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You both go to the library in total silence. There weren’t many students in the halls early on a Saturday morning. But you just can’t relax from the lingering threat of awkwardness. You and Kazuha each grabbed a seat at the left third row as a copy of the DA textbook automatically flew to your desk and opened itself on the first page.

“Ah, right. Would it be a bit inconvenient if you don’t have your own notes with you?” He asked while handing you a piece of paper. Yep, it’s the paper you’ve never seen ever since you’ve been to Hogwarts. You put it on your side of the table, your mind as blank as how it looked. “I never had any notes for DA,” you confess. Kazuha exhales deeply. “From now on,” He stated, “You have to start writing your notes.”

You groan.

“This subject is no fun…” Mumbling under your breath, you take your spare pencil out from your robe pocket, “I have no idea why Diluc and Kaeya could pass without even studying…” They were telling you to “blame everything on the pre-war Ministry” while you were still struggling with who did what. You were that day years old when you knew that Tom Riddle had never been the Minister of Magic.

Kazuha shrugged. “Most Muggle-borns like me have to study it the hard way. I mean– you’ve never known about the society and history and whatever shit we have here so you need, like, plenty of time to get used to it.” He puts his hair down and ties it back up, not giving a care about how he was swearing out loud. In the library.

You begrudgingly force your eyes back to the parchment and textbook. “How much do you mean by ‘plenty of time’? It’s been a term and I’m still trolling every single DA-related assignment.” Holding the urge to gnaw on the end of your pencil back, you finally write down the words “DA notes” on the paper.

“Can you tell me what the first chapter is about first?” He asks, gesturing to you to close the textbook. You stare at him with the same blank expression as if his head were the DA textbook. The air solidified around you. How on Earth would you know? You’ve never really touched the textbook, and he’s talking about the first chapter? Finally, you confidently tell him your answer which is definitely right. “It’s about how to defend yourself from the Dark Arts!”

Kazuha laughed– not dryly, but fortunately heartily. “Can’t say you’re totally wrong,” He said, a hint of amusement in his voice, “But I think it’s a sign for us to go through this chapter together.”

You start reading the chapter with him, the memories about the incident last week slowly fading to make way for the words in your textbook. The whatever “grim consequences of the Wizarding Wars” didn’t seem as hard as they seem to be, and even better– you finally remember the name Tom Riddle gave himself. (Hint: it’s not Dildo-lover Rat Mom or anything dildo-related) Kazuha seemed to be a way better teacher than Professor Minci– his voice was calming, but didn’t sound boring when he spoke and scribbled down concepts on his parchment.

“You see? It’s not as hard as you’ve imagined!”

Towards the end of the session (did time pass that quick?) you were at the end of the first chapter. There was still half an hour before lunch starts and you were too lazy to go back to the Common Room yet, so you decided to chat for a while while waiting.

“First year DA used to be more fun,” Kazuha sighed, “They had At least that’s what I heard from my seniors.” He puts his own quill and parchment away.

You say, “Define ‘fun’. If you’re talking about some lame Auror droning on about how he peaked in his teenage years and gave his wand to a dead man in the end, don’t count me in.” You weren’t even sure if Harry Potter did ever come back to Hogwarts to do some speech or whatever for the first years–but it’s most likely true if Kaeya told you. Very big thanks to the trust issues everyone you knew gave you after last week.

Books in the distance flew back onto their shelves, dust falling down onto your table.

“I mean- yeah, Auror Potter did come back to introduce DA for first years, but, that was like, a couple of years ago. And if I were you, I wouldn't say that he's lame.” Kazuha’s round, autumn-like eyes fell, staring at the dust.

The air was lead. And you both were suffocating in it.

A gust of wind blew the invisible lead, along with the dust away. “Anyways, they used to have lessons on the actual stuff besides all those theories. Combatting Boggarts? Check. Resisting Unforgivables? Check. Professors who make up ninety-nine percent of the Dark Arts themselves? Check.”

He kept on talking about how they postponed all that cool stuff to the third year. You would’ve looked forward to fighting off evil creatures but you were more stuck in Kazuha’s reaction to what you said. You had to blurt and now you don’t think he’s feeling totally good with that. Great.

You headed your own ways without a word.

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It has been two months since Kazuha started tutoring you, always sitting at the left third row in tutoring sessions. Your DA grades were getting better– definitely not the best, but having four assignments in a row without a “Troll” was progress. You started to control your big, fat mouth in front of him as well. You didn’t want to risk embarrassing yourself or having him look at the dust again.

Kazuha was a great guy as well– a cool sixth-year that you could rely on. When you met him out of tutoring, he would wave, or stop for a chat with you, slightly blushing when his friends hooted or whistled behind. His kitten– which perched on his shoulder like a Pikachu– even stretched itself to you when you met Kazuha, begging for a boop on the nose. He sometimes talked about his misadventures as a first year which always made you laugh, but you could sense the hint of something else in it, whether in his gaze or tone.

You were walking alone on the path next to the Great Lake on a sunny afternoon. Diluc and Kaeya were busy talking to Dehya about joining the Quidditch team next year and they told you not to wait for them.

The blonde with the red strand in his hair, sitting next to the lake while putting a maple leaf on the calm water surface. With a gentle swish of his wand the leaf sailed away, leaving two lines on the lake. “Didn’t you watch the Quidditch match?” You ask.

He said, “No, I didn’t.” Before putting another maple leaf onto the water.

“Come on! You totally missed out on how Gryffindor whooped the butts of all those Slytherins! It took, like, three whole hours before Heizou finally caught the Snitch!” You sat next to him, looking at the maple leaf floating on the water.

Kazuha fidgeted with his wand like how you would spin your pen in class. “I… used to love watching Quidditch, but…” He lost hold of its wand, luckily catching it before it fell into the water, “The person I usually watched playing left. So, yeah.”

“Left in terms of graduated?” You ask.

“You can say it like that.”

He stopped putting leaves into the lake.

You sit in silence with him for a while. Before you leave upon seeing Diluc and Kaeya in the distance.

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Another Saturday morning. It's raining so heavily that you thought that someone was pouring buckets of black water down from the roof. Breakfast was over already and you were running late for tutoring so you had to ignore the sensation in your gut.

You grab your textbook and notes and make a mad dash to the library, passing the practically waterfalls of rain along the corridors. You look at your usual seat. He wasn't there yet despite you being already– you look at the clock– ten minutes late.

Huh. That's weird. Maybe he decided to go to a new table today for the view? You look into the dark, barely-illuminated depths of the library. Nope. Not searching by yourself.

You go up to the front table and ask the librarian Pela if she had seen Kazuha.

Pela shakes her head, before picking back up the doujinshi she was reading.

Feeling like sticking out like a sore thumb, you go back to your usual table. Maybe he just overslept like you did and he was on his way here.

Another ten minutes pass. No sign of Kazuha. You open your textbook and start studying Chapter Nine. But no matter how many times you read it, the words just rebound from your brain and back into the textbook.

You close it a bit too loudly in frustration. Where was he?

“Mmnh?” Kazuha appears in the corridor next to your table, black circles under his puffy eyes. He forces a smile and says, “Sorry for being late, I pulled an all-nighter last night and got to bed at five AM. I got myself some coffee, so… don’t worry too much about me.”

He sets his stuff down on the table and immediately starts explaining the chapter.

“… So Aurors had to undergo strict tests…” He kept speaking, eyes on the textbook. His voice was raspy– not Scara’s oh-im-so-dark-and-mysterious type, but rather the type you get when you catch a cold or have stayed up the whole night crying.

Maybe he caught a cold after pulling an all-nighter. Just maybe.

His words fuse with the pattering of the rain on the windows outside. You can’t comprehend anything he was saying while your mind is running a hundred miles per hour wondering what’s wrong with Kazuha even though you know that it’s technically not your business. You don’t even bother asking yourself to focus– your head was just too occupied with these thoughts.

He didn’t notice the fact you weren’t listening at all. “Nowadays, Aurors still have to- to… fight against… the remaining power of Tom Riddle’s followers…” He said, trailing off at the end of the sentence. You look at him. Then at the textbook, where a whole chart of different events with the corresponding years with the title “Major Breakthroughs in Defending Post-War Magical Britain from Death Eaters” occupied two whole pages.

Kazuha was covering his eyes with both his hands, his elbows resting on the table. You can hear his muffled sniffling.

Well, that was definitely more than a cold.

“Kazuha? Uh- you ok?” You felt stupid asking this question. He is visibly not OK, cold or not. The ball of panic erupted in your head. Is this supposed to be normal? Think, [name], you have to think… Why is he like this? What can I do?

Your pencil feels slippery, and if you keep the tip pressed on your notebook you’d be drawing a seismograph.

You had never seen him like this. Like, of course, you guys just met two months ago and you expect him to be vulnerable in front of you? But you always saw him as the “cool senior student”.

A flash of lightning.

You ask, “What happened?” as if your head has been struck by a Stupefy. It came out as a whisper.

Kazuha rested his head on the table, not looking at you.

The roaring of thunder broke in the library, not helping with anything at all.

“It- it’s just the weather…” He turned his back against you, conjuring a piece of tissue paper.

You put your pencil down. “Yeah, awful weather, isn’t it?” You say without even thinking, your voice sounding dead.

Lightning struck again, momentarily painting the room in white.

Kazuha closes the textbook. “I’ve always hated rainstorms,” he says, his voice still breaking, “They… they took him away. In the middle of a rainstorm.”

Your train of thought gets cut short by the thunderclap. “I’m… sorry for that.”

“No, y-you don’t have to. It’s not your fault.” The feeble candlelight flickers, illuminating his face. Fresh tears were streaming down his reddened cheeks, his red eyes looking like the Great Lake under the sunset. His light hair was slightly disheveled, which he brushed towards one side. “It’s just that… I never thought that they would be that cruel.”

The pattering sound outside seemed louder. “Tomo… I should’ve… Why didn’t I…” Kazuha muttered under his breath.

“Mind if we, uh, just,” You struggle to find the right words to say, “Talk about it?”

Kazuha nods.

“Tomo… he was a nice friend. A Ravenclaw. He was a fourth-year student when I started studying here…”

The candles flickered a few more times, teetering at the verge of totally going out before reilluminating itself.

“I got bullied for being a Muggleborn and having a strange accent, he was the only other Japanese guy here and he stood up for me so… we became friends…” He paused.

“I should’ve stopped him from being an Auror if I knew this would happen to him… He could’ve been a good Quidditch player or potionmaker or… I was just happy for him when he told me he passed all the tests last summer but just on his very first mission…”

His voice broke again. You scooted over to him. “He sent me a letter that morning about how he looked forward to it and before I could reply, that evening it rained until the next morning and what I saw on the news was that…”

You patted his back. The wind howled, as if it were weeping as well. Leaves flew by the window, which was barely holding on to the frame. You haven’t even experienced such a storm back where you lived.

“The Death Eaters killed him but didn’t take his wand. His partner told me he could’ve survived if they didn’t fire a second spell at him…”

“They really are… heartless. More than I'd imagined. It must’ve been awful knowing that,” you say.

Kazuha continued, “It was. The first spell landed on his keychain instead… Why were they so bent on… doing this? He fought until the last moment… The keychain… we bought a matching pair at a cheap souvenir store together at Hogsmeade… it cracked when the spell hit…”

“I kept it when they sent it to me. And… his kitten… I guess it helped me keep my mind off stuff for a while.”

The raindrops sounded lighter.

“… he loved cats, but his parents were allergic so he got it after graduation when he got to rent a house with his colleagues and updated me about his life and training along with a photo of his kitten every single day… And he was a good Quidditch player but quit in his sixth year. If he were a Quidditch player maybe he would’ve still been here but not…”

The sky seemed lighter as the heavy rain faded. Kazuha fell silent. “Was he happy? About being an Auror?” You asked.

He nodded. “It… it was his lifelong dream. I had thought of pulling that ‘stealing a Time-turner’ trick in those rumors… but I guess he wouldn't listen if I went back and asked him not to become an Auror. It would’ve been selfish of me to do that but there’s just that part of me that wanted to save him…”

You think aloud, “He wouldn't have regretted anything even in his last moments.”

“Huh?” Kazuha asked.

You’ve done it again. Why can’t you take control of what you say? You stare at him, trying not to let him know that your mind is rolling down the spiral staircase for the rest of the summer.

“You are right. It was always his dream to be an Auror. And he achieved it,” He said, looking back at you.

A few drops of rain clung to the window frame, occasionally dripping down.

“It was just… never your fault, ok? Fudge those Death Eaters, I bet they get haunted by Tomo’s ghost every night that they’ve gone insane in Alakazam,” You tell him, not minding that you’re (almost) swearing out loud in the library.

Kazuha coughed out a few laughs as he wiped off his tears. “It’s Azkaban! Why must you make a Pokemon reference here?”

You put up your most innocuous smile.

The bell rings for lunch.

“Anyways, uh,” Kazuha stutters while tidying up his stuff, “Thanks but... Sorry for… just… venting to you like that…” He blushes, red creeping up from his neck to his face.

You give him a playful slap in the back. “No biggie– as long as you’re feeling fine now.”

You walk out of the library. The thick layer of clouds have disappeared, leaving only a few droplets on the trees and the birds singing.

You part ways at the Great Hall as usual.

#genshin impact #genshin imagines #genshin x reader #genshin kazuha #kadehara kazuha #tomokazu #kazuha x reader #kazuha x you #hurt/comfort #genshin

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ciaossu-imagines · 1 year

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Hello, hello, my lovelies! Since I've gotten zero bites for asks for my other non-KHR/K fandoms, I'm going to host a little special event before my box reopens (after I finish writing fic and have posts done for all my fandoms) and I have another big event! So, this is how it's going to work!

I have exactly 42 fandoms, if I'm counting right. Below you'll find all 42 fandoms listed. Under those fandoms, you'll find a list of 42 AU's. I'll accept 1 request per fandom and one request per AU. For example, if someone requests KHR and mermaids, for example, I'll cross out both KHR and Mermaids and neither the fandom nor the AU can be requested for anymore. It's first come, first serve and I'll do my best to keep the lists up-to-date with requests. This event will close when all prompts and fandoms are taken. You can just request a fandom or you can request a specific character or group of characters from the fandom and you can request a reader insert character as well. YOU CANNOT REQUEST SCENARIO OR HEADCANONS OR HOW EXACTLY THE PROMPT WILL BE WRITTEN OR INTERPRETED, UNLESS STATED. That will be left up to the admin and what ideas I have, honestly. Any questions, feel free to inbox me! Without further ado!

FANDOMS

KHR

K PROJECT

NANBAKA

WELCOME TO DEMON SCHOOL, IRUMA-KUN!

BUNGOU STRAY DOGS

SERVAMP

SAIYUKI

MYSTIC MESSENGER

IKEREV

EYESHIELD 21

THE OUTSIDERS

RONIN WARRIORS

KEKKAISHI

GETBACKERS

BLUSH BLUSH

CLASS OF THE TITANS

DISNEY'S ULTIMATE SPIDER-MAN

DOGS: BULLETS & CARNAGE

BLACK CAT

HUNTER X HUNTER

KARNEVAL

THE ROYAL TUTOR

GANGSTA.

PSYCHO-PASS

THE MIGHTY DUCKS

THE COVENANT

DATE WARP

SEDUCE ME THE OTOME

POWER RANGERS MYSTIC FORCE

POWER RANGERS JUNGLE FURY

POWER RANGER NINJA STORM

BLEACH

NARUTO

HARRY POTTER

AO NO EXORCIST

OURAN HIGH SCHOOL HOST CLUB

DEADMAN WONDERLAND

DURARARA!!!

SKY HIGH

HOLES

YU YU HAKUSHO

GINTAMA

AU'S

ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE

COFFEE SHOP

ROYALTY

BOARDING SCHOOL

HOGWARTS

SOULMATE (YOUR CHOICE OR LEAVE IT TO ADMIN)

VAMPIRE

WEREWOLVES

AMNESIA

ANGELS & DEMONS

ANIMAL SHELTER

DETECTIVES/BUDDY COPS

SUPERNATURAL DETECTIVE

PARANORMAL

ARRANGED MARRIAGE

RETAIL WORKERS

PARAMEDICS/DOCTORS/NURSES

MODERN DAY

SENT TO THE PAST/SET IN ANOTHER DECADE (YOUR CHOICE OR LEAVE IT TO ADMIN)

ASSASSINS/NINJAS

SUPER SPIES

AVATAR THE LAST AIRBENDER

CHILDHOOD/ELEMENTARY SCHOOL (YOUR CHOICE)

HIGH SCHOOL

OLD AGE HOME/RETIREMENT COMMUNITY

PERCY JACKSON

BABYSITTER

BATTLE ROYALE/HUNGER GAMES

PRISON

PIRATE

CIRCUS/FREAKSHOW

DELIVERY PERSON

FAIRY TALES

PRETEND DATING

HAUNTED HOUSE

HAREM/REVERSE HAREM

MERMAID

MASTER/SLAVE

HOST CLUB

MAFIA

MAGICAL GIRL/BOY

DUNGEONS & DRAGONS

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m34gs · 7 months

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Tag Game:

Twenty Questions for Fic Writers:

Thanks to @voxofthevoid for tagging me 💜💜💜 I loved all your answers btw. (also sorry I haven't been doing a lot of tag games lately; if I don't get the notification at the exact moment I have both time and motivation, it tends to not get done...😅)

How many works do you have on AO3? Currently I have 87 posted fics!

What's your total AO3 word count? 589 678

What fandoms do you write for? Currently I am actively writing for: Blue exorcist, Twisted Wonderland, Bleach, and Haikyuu!! I also have fics posted for: BNHA, JJK, Fire Force, and Danganronpa: Trigger Happy Havoc I am planning to post more fics in some of those fandoms again, and I have more I would like to eventually write for :)

What are your top five fics by kudos? This was interesting for me; since I don't usually organize my stats by kudos...lol! United - BNHA Hogwarts AU (first fic I started posting on AO3...kinda surprised because I haven't touched this one in almost a year...I just really lost a lot of my motivation to work on anything related to HP, however loosely it may be...though I guess this might have the most simply because it's my oldest) The Ones You Lose are the Ones I See - BNHA au where Izuku has a quirk that allows him to see ghosts (again; surprised...I haven't had much time/energy/motivation to work on this one either) Lost - Haikyuu!! mer au; Shouyou gets lost from his pod and has to find his way back home. I wrote this one in my first 2 years of writing on AO3...I was very into Haikyuu at the time lol. The Sushi Protocol - Fire Force, Part of the Bar AU @kimium and I came up with together. Licht has some very poor dietary habits and once Companies 7 and 8 catch on, they intervene. Unforgiving Winter - BNHA AU where Katsuki and Izuku get stuck outside in the cold as children. (heed tags and warnings)

Do you respond to comments? Why or why not? I do! I love interacting with people who enjoyed my writing, and I like to discuss my ideas, so it's a win-win when I get a lovely comment and then get to discuss the fic in more depth with someone!

What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? Hmmm, probably Unforgiving Winter (as listed above). I think that's the one I've gotten the most comments about breaking people's hearts on. That being said, angst is subjective and I've got more than a few angsty fics (my friends know I was an edgelord child at heart even if I wasn't allowed to show it and I have only gotten worse with my angsty bullshit hahaha)

What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? Not 100% sure. Probably Three Orange Hearts (Haikyuu UshiHina Youtuber AU)? I think that was one of my happiest fics and it has a pretty fluffy and happy ending for me. But, to be honest maybe someone has a different opinion. I started writing more fluffy/happy fics because of @kimium. (she challenged me to do so and I love her for constantly helping me grow in my writing)

Do you get hate on fic? I wouldn't classify it as hate, but once in a while I will get a comment that is worded rudely or sounds like they're criticizing how I've written characters. Usually for those I either ask for clarification because I may have misread the tone or explain what thoughts go into why the character is acting that way. I mean, when it comes to critique on how I've written the characters...the bottom line is I write them the way that makes sense to me and makes me happy, so I always will say if someone doesn't like the way I've done it they can always write the idea their way and have fun with it. Most times this clears up any misunderstandings and I feel like it encourages communication and learning. I don't like to feel like I've lashed out at someone, it makes me feel bad.

Do you write smut? Yes :D and unless you're one of my trusted adult friends who ask me where it is, you will never find out where I post it. Mwaahahahahaha

Do you write crossovers? Yup! The Glorious Bar AU is a giant crossover of all the fandoms @kimium and I decide to mash together! And I am currently working on my first AO3 contribution to our Sort of Saw Franchise AU for Twisted Wonderland. I hope to post it soon! (see my pinned post for links to all the asks where Kim and I have discussed this AU!)

Have you ever had a fic stolen? Not to my knowledge...but I've also locked down all my fics because of the AI scraping bullshit

Have you ever had a fic translated? Yes! I was very honoured!

Have you ever co-written a fic before? Currently Kim and I are co-writers for the Bar AU and the Saw AU! It's not necessarily one fic, but multiple fics in the same AU gathered in series!

What's your all-time favourite ship? I'm not sure if I have an overall favourite that I like more than all my other favourite ships...Right now, I'm really into Kalim/Idia from Twisted Wonderland. It makes me happy and I have been writing a lot for them.

What's a wip you want to finish but probably won't? I hate to label anything as "never going to finish" because I honestly always have plans to finish a story. I don't know if I have the heart to say I probably won't finish one. I do have a lot that I have taken a long break from though.

What are your writing strengths? I've had people tell me they really love how I write characters in fics, and that they enjoy my worldbuilding in AUs; I like to think those are my strengths.

What are your writing weaknesses? Scenery and describing it. I almost always have to go back and tweak things a little to make sure I didn't forget to include enough of the setting; but I am getting better at it.

Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? I would not feel confident enough to do most languages as full conversations (maybe a little German? though the Duolingo Owl probably feels otherwise based on how long it's been since my last lesson...) but I could probably manage a few phrases if a characters says something in another language in canon (like Rook Hunt).

First fandom you wrote for? Ever? Ever ever? I wrote a few chapters of a One Direction fanfic when I was 15 and it will never see the light of day again. I deleted it...lol. It wasn't posted on AO3, since I wasn't on the archive at that time.

Favourite fic you've written? I don't choose favourites among my children... (Right now it's A Different Kind of Magic; a multichapter Kalim/Idia fanfic set in an AU where Idia has to teach Kalim and Jamil to master their magic before it consumes them)

Well that was fun! I don't know if I have 20 writer friends/mutuals who are actively writing/posting fics to tag (who also haven't already been tagged...lol), so I'll tag the ones I can think of! If I miss you or you see this and want to join in, feel free!!

@kimium (sorry for tagging you so many times in this post lmfao), @collisiondiscourse, @sailormew4, @iluvmilkchoco, @vermillionair13, and anyone else who wants to join! No pressure, it's all for fun if you want to do it! 💜💜💜

#tag games #for fun #fanfic #writing #fic writer #20 questions

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rarepears · 2 years

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Sept 2022 Masterpost

made up fic title ask game

Five times There Was Only One Bed was not a concern and the one time it was: Sung Jinwoo edition

meet percy jackson god of kamino and star wars clones au

shen jiu gets a thirsty onlyfans system so he never goes to cang qiong au

reimagine star wars clone wars if mr. i will do anything for my brother(s) Itachi Uchiha was reborn as one of the clones on kamino au

when the gen z muggleborns start hitting up hogwarts au

where a typo makes the gojo clan claim sephiroth as a bastard child of the clan and satoru grows up with an OP cousin au

Ashborn (solo leveling) & Hagoromo (naruto) were lovers thus the tailed beasts think Sung Jinwoo is their mother reborn au

Commander Fox travels back in time & makes a series of decisions that bites him in the ass later... like getting dooku pregnant au

BNHA izuku transmigrates into shen qingqiu (svsss) au

shen jiu is the victim of switched at birth plot and shen yuan is the son of the fake young master who replaced shen jiu au

sung jinah gets the isekai protagonist treatment and she vlogs the whole thing on social media au

pidw au where transmigrator!lqg thinks he’s entered lqgxsqq svsss fanfic and svsss!sqh thinks he’s time traveled with cucumber bro

in which the system picks up a 12 year old Shen Yuan to transmigrate into PIDW instead au

in which palpatine gets the obama call me maybe video treatment and the star wars universe is saved au

in which luo binghe mistakens shen yuan to be boyfriend and shen yuan thinks luo binghe is the bodyguard his brother hired for him au

epilogue sung jinwoo has a supposed porn addiction in order to explain why he spends so much time locked up in his bedroom au

wei wuxian becomes a rabbit after his death and stalks lan wangji everywhere au

mdzs meets batman: lan wangji thinks wei wuxian is dating billionaire bruce wayne au

svsss transmigration loop where shen yuan and shen jiu are brothers in every cycle au

Jedi Order think that FFVII soldiers are old jedi warriors of the ancient past au

luo bingge finds the reincarnation of his scum master & tricks his way into shen jiu's house by shapeshifting into a very cute pupper au

a jedi and their clone troopers land near sung jinwoo's castle; beru and shadow summons are Not Pleased au

the many ways to make obiwan's rako hardeen episode 100X harder au

shen jiu’s brocon brother au

of the raccoons and rabbits in gusu lan au

cang qiong ensures next gen of peak lords get along via coparenting baby dolls except these are actual babies and sj has a harem now au

shen yuan transmigrates into orochimaru’s body and the naruto universe instead au

liu qingge begins courting shen yuan by dumping a just-emerged-from-abyss luo binghe in front of shen yuan during a peak lord meeting au

ichigo (bleach) became a tiktok star before he became a shinigami au

luo binghe accidentally gifted a racoon instead of a dog to his shizun au

the married life of sung jinwoo and wen ruohan au

Obi Wan time travels via falling into a toilet au

luo bingge is reborn as anakin skywalker's twin brother au

kisame gets dumped in star wars and sows chaos au

shen jiu becomes a spirit au

star wars clones are missing proper parents; the tolkien elves want kids to parent; the tolkien elves should adopt the clone kids au

mansplain; manipulate; and malewife in the svsss world

dr doofenschmirtz is the new shadow monarch au

Liu Qingge the conspiracy theorist vs deaged Shen Yuan running around Cang Qiong without adult supervision au

keeping up with the all might: all might guest stars on the kardashian reality show au

shen qingqiu has an emotional support parrot and hijinks happen au

sung jinwoo x personification of death and harry potter is his new stepkid au

shen yuan's PIDW game turns into a dating sim but the PIDW characters actually fall in love... oh dear au

shen yuan and luo binghe are aizawa’s adoptive parents au

the hunt for shen jiu’s biological family au

bruce wayne goes on yatch vacations because That's What Rich People do au

sha hualing also runs a demonic bakery in svsss where mobei jun and airplane unknowingly run through a bunch of coffeeshop tropes au

harry potter's master of death title means that he's married to ashborn (solo leveling) au

single parent of a plant baby thy name is shen jiu au

a new way for liu qingge to misunderstand shen qingqiu's visits to the brothel aka the waxing parlor au

luo binghe's xinmo sword is actually a plasma sword once known as darksaber - svsss X star wars au

aizawa is actually a secret kardashian au

When PIDW!Luo Binghe is pushed into the Endless Abyss he falls through a dimensional rip into SVSSS world au

toji x endeavor au

#masterpost #masterlist #svsss #scumbag self saving system #solo leveling #star wars #bnha #boku no academia #harry potter #naruto #ff7 #final fantasy vii #shen yuan #shen jiu #luo binghe #scum villian self saving system

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bearofohu · 11 months

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me playing 4D chess by taking my old hogwarts mystery OC who i unfortunately still love dearly and want to write about again and dunking him and the other hphm characters in bleach to get the shitass mobile game storyline off of them and then dunking them again in dawn to get the shitass joanne stench off of them and then turning them all into ponies and putting them in an MLP AU because i still love ponies dearly and i am an innovator and quite frankly the smartest man alive

#norman has become pony 🙏#idc if anybody thinks this is cringe im sorry my brain is so hug.e #hogwarts mystery #hogwarts oc

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mer-birdman · 10 months

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Unusual Muse Associations

Tagged by the lovely @quilleth !!!!

Tagging @kinetic-empathy @sunneinsplendor @bibliomatsuri and anyone else who wants to!!

Since Quill answered for Vanora, I’ll go ahead and answer them all for Raven, my sweet bby mapmaker in the same campaign! (If anyone wants to ask about other characters just lmk of course!)

SEASONING: Smoky/umami! Not necessarily a flavor Raven herself gravitates towards, but she’s always been associated with fire and that feels appropriate for her. (She does, however, enjoy a spicy hot chocolate).

WEATHER: Sunny, light breeze! Raven naturally has a very low body heat and gets cold pretty easily, so being out in the sun is always preferred.

COLOR: Blues, especially a very clear sapphire-blue. In recent incarnations, she’s also added gold to her palette — but blue has been her color since version 1.

SKY: A clear night sky, the kind where you can see a million stars.

MAGICAL POWER: Putting aside her sorcerer powers, I’d (jokingly) say her forgetfulness? Her memory is a swiss cheese to an impressive degree. But also yeah she’s got spooky shadow magic and sometimes sets things on fire.

HOUSE PLANT: Having never lived in a set place before, Raven knows nothing about house plants and gardening. While I’d love to say jasmine for the vibes, she should probably start off with something like a snake plant that’s hard to kill.

WEAPON: Daggers. There are Things happening with them, thanks @timelord-in-hogwarts !

SUBJECT: History/anthropology! Raven loves learning about old civilizations. Comes from having a mentor in his fourth century who knows a lot of stories.

SOCIAL MEDIA: Oh jeez, we discussed this as a party once. I think she’d have a travel blog as her main thing, with maybe youtube and/or instagram attached?

MAKEUP PRODUCT: Fun fact, several past iterations of Raven had very distinctive black eyeliner and eyeshadow! Now, though, I’d say maybe a subtle gold shimmer dust.

CANDY: Hm… something really sour, perhaps?

FEAR: Being trapped. Doors and windows must be left open just a crack, no matter where she is.

ICE CUBE SHAPE: Why would Raven ever want to use ice cubes? (Probably the standard very small square ones, simple and no fuss).

METHOD OF LONG-DISTANCE TRAVEL: Walking :) (Maybe hitchhiking in a modern AU)

ART STYLE: John Tenniel, Kamome Shirahama, etc… she’s a mapmaker, so her style would be very centered on the use of black ink and lines. Not much by way of color. (Should note that she’s not great at drawing outside of her maps, at least not yet anyways)

MYTHOLOGICAL CREATURE: Hmm… it’s not mythological, but perhaps the Hell Butterflies from Bleach?

PIECE OF STATIONARY: A wax seal-stamp or artist signature stamp. Something that sees repeated professional use. (I wonder if the guild badge serves as this…)

THREE EMOJIS: 🦋🔥💀

CELESTIAL BODY: The stars!! And/or Pluto.

Blanks under the cut!

SEASONING

WEATHER

COLOR

SKY

MAGICAL POWER

HOUSE PLANT

WEAPON

SUBJECT

SOCIAL MEDIA

MAKEUP PRODUCT

CANDY

FEAR

ICE CUBE SHAPE

METHOD OF LONG-DISTANCE TRAVEL

ART STYLE

MYTHOLOGICAL CREATURE

PIECE OF STATIONARY

THREE EMOJIS

CELESTIAL BODY

#tag meme #my characters #raven wildfire #listen i have a lot of feelings about her

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tameila · 7 months

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Was kindly tagged by @belphegor1982 to participate in this 20 questions for writers trend! thanks for the tag! 💕 tags for anyone who sees this and wants to take a whack at it. tag me in your responses, if you do!

How many works do you have on AO3?

I have 10 works on ao3 with plenty of little one-shots posted here on tumblr and at least triple that many WIPs lmao

What's your total AO3 word count?

My current ao3 word count is 165,375 words. TSAR is responsible for, like, 70% of that word count.

What fandoms do you write for?

On ao3, I've only posted for Critical Role, and I do not foresee that changing, but who knows! Before Critical Role, I never really saw myself as a writer that posted on public forums, and it's not as if I haven't entertained and dabbled in other fandoms.

Overall, including collaborative writing/roleplaying, I have written for Warriors (yes, the cat books), Bleach, Naruto, Hetalia (im sorry you have to learn this about me), Glee, Dragon Age, and Digimon.

What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

The Sun Always Rises (550 kudos), multichaptered modern AU Pikelan

give my regards to soul and romance (186 kudos), one-shot based in @jabletown's rejoice AU, Pikelan with Dadlan and Pike & Kaylie bonding

le petit encore (145 kudos), my mediocre TSAR 'verse smut fic. every time it gets another kudos i am pushed closer and closer to continuing my smut WIPs because i swear!! i promise!! i can write better smut!...but i am rather proud of this piece because it was my first serious foray into the world of smut and i gotta recognize my own hustle lol

As Easy as Riding a Bicycle (113 kudos), modern AU/college-aged Pikelan, Pike's bike gets stolen and she turns to a dating app to try and find it and finds love instead. super love this piece. everyone should read it and give it more kudos so it can be my third most kudo'd piece teehee

TLC is a Two-Way Street (104 kudos), TSAR 'verse, Pikelan, Pike looks after Scanlan while he is sick

Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Yes, yes, yes! Even as I free myself from the shackles of needing that validation and feeling discouraged if I don't reach some arbitrary number of engagement, I cannot deny that comments are inspiration and writing fuel. So, when I get a comment, I think it's the least that I can do to respond, even if it's just to say thanks.

I am definitely guilty of sitting on comments that make me particularly happy for weeks on end before actually remembering to respond tho

What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

the things we know and the things we wish they knew, which was my first CR fanfic and written in response to ep 85 iykyk

What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

I mean, it's gotta be The Sun Always Rises

Do you get hate on fics?

No, thankfully not!

Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

As mentioned previously, I only really have one serious smut fic, though I have written a couple other bits and bobs....and maybe I have a couple WIPs that may or may not see the light of day. I'm not sure what kinds of smut there are...but I guess I would describe my approach to smut as 'I am a sex-repulsed asexual and idk what's really going on here but I'm here to express closeness and intimacy and love in this strange new world' lol

Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

If we're talking crossovers in the sense that characters from two separate fictional stories meet and interact, I have written in roleplays back in middle school like that but never explored the concept in fanfic.

If crossovers also includes taking the concept of one fictional media and inserting the characters of another into it (e.g., Hogwarts AU or HDM AU) then I've definitely written and have plans for various fanfics like that. I don't think that I have any that I would consider "crazy", but I do think my brief notes and writings for a OTGW-inspired Nygmobblepot/Riddlebird fic were v inspired.

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I know of and hopefully not! Very little gets posted in the Pikelan fandom that I don't see, so I like to think I'd be hard to pull a fast one on

Have you ever had a fic translated?

Not yet, but I would love to see The Sun Always Rises translated into other languages someday!

Have you ever co-written a fic before?

I've entertained a couple co-written fics that have unfortunately never gotten off the ground much, but I'm not closed off to the idea. I see it as being quite similar to roleplaying!

What's your all-time favorite ship?

Oof. As a lifetime shipper, that's a tough question. I never truly let go of a ship, even after I've moved on from a fandom, but there are definitely some that are far more enduring in my heart than others.

Of course, if we're going off of writing alone than it's Pikelan. Writing TSAR got me through some of the hardest years of my life and, despite what's become of them and what I'm forced to endure by continuing to engage in the fandom space, they're special to me in a way that a lot of other ships can never be, no matter how much I love 'em.

Also, in the case of writing, FenHawke. selfishly, of course, Fenris with my Hawke. I love writing for them, and I consider the pieces that I've written for them to be amongst my best. They're the Dragon Age ship for me.

What's the WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

.....[shamefully hangs head] A-Side and B-Side, the sequels to TSAR. I'm gonna keep writing them for as long as I am able but, if there ever comes a day that I post an update and get zero engagement, then I think I'll just have to move on. but! if even one person keeps coming along for the ride, then I'll stick to 'em. I just don't know if there's anyone who loves my writing enough to stick around for, like, another 5 years lol

The other big one is Vex's Delivery Service...which is exactly what it sounds like. A Kiki's Delivery Service inspired AU but it's about Vex. though truly, it's a thinly veiled excuse to write about domestic Pikelan is what it is. I have the whole thing planned out. I just can't ever seem to get it off the ground and, at this point, with the way I'm halfway out of the CR fandom, I don't think I ever will.

What are your writing strengths?

I have been extremely lucky to have been complimented on multiple facets of my writing over the years. However, I think what I pride in myself the most is my ability to let each scene breathe and take its time. It means that I take forever to write and nothing's ever short, but I don't think I would like writing quite as much if I wasn't allowed to let each moment have its breathing space.

What are your writing weaknesses?

It's a bit of an oddball pick maybe, but it's something that I feel like I have to own up to as a notorious modern AU writer:

People say that modern AUs are uninspired and boring, especially when you're taking characters out of a magical fictional world just to put them into our world and....the rumor's are true. I just don't get that into the lore of a fictional universe to ever feel comfortable writing in it. I do just find it easier to write everyone as humans in a modern-esque society. Now, I will stand by the fact that part of the fun of modern AUs is taking these magical characters and interpreting into a modern space (I often do the opposite with modern era characters into a fantasy world of my own design), but I just want to fully own up to the fact that...yes, I am too lazy to research the intricacies of canon in order to write a proper canon compliant/adjacent fic.

Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

I think it has it's place.

For me, if it's a language that the POV character understands/that the reader should understand alongside the POV character, then there's no reason to write it in that language. Simply include a dialogue tag to explain what language the character was speaking in. and I say this mostly from a logistical/ease of reading standpoint. Having to scroll down to the bottom of a fic or switch to a separate tab with the translations interrupts the flow of reading.

If, however, the language is included, untranslated, to reflect the POV character's own lack of knowledge of the language then that makes more sense. because you, as the reader, are meant to keep reading at the same level of understanding as the POV character and there's no pressure to be rushing for a translation just to make sure you're not missing an important line of dialogue.

but of course, as with most things, it's writer's choice!

First fandom you wrote for?

Warriors, probably...maybe Hamtaro. I definitely read fanfic for it and had my little daydream musings, but I don't think I wrote anything down.

Favorite fic you've ever written?

Oooh, we talkin' fic fic? That's long gone, and it's up in the air which of those many early fandoms that it was for.

If we're talking that's readily available on ao3, then my first was the things we know and the things we wish they knew. though, I was writing and posting Dragon Age one-shots on tumblr before that one.

Coming back because, for some reason, I misread this question as what was the first fic I'd ever written lol. Obviously, the answer to favorite is The Sun Always Rises.

#questions for writers

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