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nav-i-nav · 2 months
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“We found Basil tending to his garden, as usual! He was so confused when we whisked him away towards the forest! Just wait until he sees what we prepared for him! I bet he’s going to love it!”
📷🌻 Happy birthday, Basil! 🌻📷
Small one-shot for my AU below… thank you if you read it….!
"Hurry up, Basil!" Aubrey urged, pushing the mint-haired boy with all of her strength, her large ribbon bouncing on top of her head with each step she took. The girl huffed and puffed, almost tripping and knocking the gardener over in the process. Nevertheless, she continued, her cheerful but bossy tone echoing throughout the flower field the four friends were passing through."Or else we're not going to make it on time for your surprise birthday party! Mari would be really mad if we–”
As soon as those words left her lips, she stopped dead in her tracks, her smile turning sheepish as she rubbed the back of her neck. "Oops.…"
Next to her, a short boy with messy hair let out a loud groan, puffing his cheeks in annoyance.
"Great job, Aubrey!" He exclaimed with disdain. Next to him, Sunny narrowed his eyes and clicked his tongue in disproval. "You ruined it!"
"It was an honest accident, okay?! No need to be such a jerk over it…" The girl snapped back at him, turning around to face him and crossing her arms. "Besides, you almost spilled the beans when you dragged Basil away from his garden anyway, so don't try to act like you know how to keep a secret either, Chico!"
Aubrey then returned her attention to Basil with the same shy expression, ignoring Chico's protests as she clasped her hands together and closed her eyes. “Can you please act surprised once we get to the treehouse? Mari and Hero worked really hard to get everything ready for the party and I’d be really sad if all their hard work went to waste because of me.”
Basil simply shrugged, a small teasing smile forming on his lips as he giggled. “What party?”
The girl let out a big sigh of relief, giving him a thankful nod before she nudged him forward. “Well, let’s keep moving then! We can’t waste any more time standing around here like a couple of lost sprout moles!” As she said that, she shot Chico an accusatory glare, to which the boy  replied with an offended “What?!”
“Oh, quit playing dumb!” Aubrey tapped her foot against the ground, her brows furrowing as she pressed her lips together. “You know as well as I do that if it weren’t for you and your stupid obsession to prove you’re strong, we wouldn’t be running late!”
“It’s not stupid!” Chico argued back, placing his hands on his hips and rolling his eyes. “If we hadn’t dealt with those sprout moles who knows what might’ve happened. What if someone got hurt?”
“Since when do you care if someone gets hurt or not? All you wanted was to show off!”
“Did not!”
“You so did!”
“You’re such a liar!”
“Guys…” Basil let out an awkward laugh, stepping in between the two of them. “If you keep arguing like this, we definitely won’t make it to the treehouse in time.”
Aubrey opened her mouth, ready to protest, but she simply huffed and nodded, crossing her arms and looking away from Chico. “Fine.”
Basil waited.
Three.
Two.
On–
"But we definitely wouldn't have had to take so many twists and turns if it weren’t for Chico always fooling around. Hmph!”
There it is.
“That’s not true!”
“Yes it is!”
“Nuh-uh! Both you and Sunny kept getting distracted as well! Stop acting as if it’s all my fault!”
Basil sighed, giving up trying to get his friends to listen to him. Why did all their conversations have to end with the two of them fighting? He knew neither of them was actually upset, but still… Couldn’t they at least try to get along just once?
At least they managed to find this field of flowers after having to take so many shortcuts. All the flowers were different shades of blue and purple, their petals gently swaying in the summer breeze. Basil had made sure to take note of all the different kinds of plants he found as they made their way amongst the grass. Ah, if only they could stop for a little while so he could take in the scenery better…
Well, there was no benefit in dwelling over it. And he could always come back here another day. But the sky was so pretty… 
Slowly, Basil pulled out his camera, focusing the lens on the flowers. He held his breath, and…
Click!
The photo slowly slid down into his hand, the gardener grasping the Polaroid with care as he waited for the image to fully develop. Slowly, the colors began burning into the paper, all the hues mixing together to reveal a beautiful scenery.
The mint-haired boy smiled, satisfied, and put the photo in his pocket, he didn’t want it to be damaged until he could place it in the photo album, after all. He couldn’t wait to show everyone. Sunny would probably want to draw–
He snapped back from his thoughts, looking back at his friends. 
“Where’s Sunny?”
Aubrey and Chico stopped their bickering, the two of them turning back to Basil with confused expressions, confusion that quickly turned to shame. Basil’s smile soon vanished as he let out a sigh and pinched the bridge of his nose. That was all he needed to know. 
“He wandered off on his own, didn’t he?”
No response.
That was all he needed to know. Basil shook his head, looking around the flower field to see if he could find any trace of his best friend. Unfortunately for him, Sunny proved to be quite the sneaky one, as there were no footprints to follow. He pressed his lips together, before taking another deep breath and putting on a bright smile, his tone cheerful and calm. “Th-that’s okay! We’ll just have to look for him. I doubt he got too far away, so why don’t we split up? The field isn’t that big, anyway.”
“Good idea, Basil!” Right away, Aubrey nodded, already bouncing on her feet as she looked around. “I’ll take the left and Chico can take the right!”
“Why do I–”
“And Basil,” Aubrey continued through gritted teeth, shooting Chico another warning stare. “can go back to where we came from to see if Sunny went back.”
Before Chico could try to argue again, the gardener hummed in agreement, pressing his hands together. “Sounds like a plan! Let’s meet up here in five minutes, okay?”
His friends answered with an “Okay.” at the same time, though Chico was clearly still upset about having to follow Aubrey’s lead, grumbling under his breath as he walked away. Likewise, Aubrey’s bow kept bouncing up and down as the girl cheerfully hopped away. She reminded him of a bunny.
Once he was alone, Basil began walking back the way they came, scanning his surroundings as he tried to find any sign of his best friend. As he walked, he couldn’t help but hum a little tune to himself, his hands brushing against the forget-me-nots and lavenders’ soft petals. The flowers’ fragrance filled his nostrils, making him calm down. Despite how he tried to keep his composure, in truth, he was a little afraid. By all means, he didn’t doubt Sunny was strong enough to take care of himself, and he wasn’t one to rush into battle, but this was still an unknown place, as pretty as it was. 
Aubrey always told him he worried too much about them, but he couldn’t help it. He loved his friends more than anything, so if anything were to happen to them….
Basil always made sure his friends stayed safe. It was a bit tiring, sure, but caring for those he was closest to always filled him with a warm sense of fulfillment and peace. He did feel a little bad from time to time, constantly chasing after them and nagging them to be careful, feeling like he was being too pushy or too nosy, but they never seemed to mind. Well, except for Chico… hehe…
He kept walking until he caught a glimpse of a blue rose out of the corner of his eye. Curious, Basil crouched down, reaching his hand out towards the flower. As his fingertips traced the edges of the flower’s petals, he couldn’t help but feel mesmerized by it. He had never seen a rose such as this. What was such a rare flower doing all alone, surrounded by so many different flowers?
He had the urge to take it back with him and care for it so he could show it to his friends. Something about it was so unique and appealing that he just couldn’t leave it here and–
“Ouch!” Basil winced, taking away his hand as one of its thorns managed to pierce through his gloves and prick his finger. He could feel his eyes tearing up a little due to the pain. As he took off his glove and examined his hand, he could see a thin trail of blood slowly dripping from the tip of his ring finger. Despite the thorn’s small size, the cut stung quite a bit. 
“I guess I deserve that.” Basil chuckled, shaking his hand to get rid of the blood. Indeed, he had been selfish and didn’t consider what would happen to the rose had he tried to pluck it. Maybe there was a reason it chose to bloom surrounded by so many different flowers. He hummed, rummaging through his pockets as he looked for a bandaid for his injury. 
As he did, he couldn’t help but muse. He hadn’t changed, had he? He cared for his friends, yes, but he did so because he was afraid they would leave him if he did something wrong. He did his best to smile and be kind, but sometimes it was quite tiring to chase after Chico or to remind Sunny to take a break from drawing. Sometimes he’d even have to stop Hero from taking on another chore even if he was already very busy. 
Just now he had thought about how exhausting it was to constantly have to play peacemaker whenever Aubrey and Chico argued. But, was it so wrong to feel that way? 
Basil ran his hand through his hair as he stood up, a small, resigned sigh leaving his lips. He shouldn’t be feeling this way. He should be grateful he had such good friends! Sure, they could be a little rowdy and careless from time to time, but at the end of the day, they were still kids. And he was one too. He couldn’t act like he was more mature than them just because he wasn’t as impulsive as them, now could he?
To be honest, the gardener wished he could have some of the bravery and enthusiasm they had. Although he didn’t like exploring as much as his friends, he was always coaxed into accompanying them. It was fun, but also a bit too extreme for his taste…
Oh well…
As he heard his friends’ quick footsteps and cheerful voices growing closer, Basil took one last look at the lonely blue rose hidden in the grass. 
Maybe one day he’ll be able to do as he pleases. 
But for now, he’s more than happy simply tagging along in his friend’s adventures. 
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sunnysduet · 5 months
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hello can i attempt to convince you lot to read my 5k no spoilers omori fluff prom fic ... i like it a lot i think its cute :) its sunflower and heromari but background kelbrey if u squint !! here is a snippet and the link to the full thing thank youuuu :))
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also if you reblog i'll give u a little smooch <3 /p
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thesuntoashadow · 2 months
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GAY
This is art for my fic which borrows the name of my blog
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tosteur-gluteal · 3 months
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OMORI MLB AU MASTERPOST (might change)
Hi! I'm @tosteur-gluteal and this is a masterpost for my au, the OMORI MLB AU! You can check out the content for that au in the #omori mlb au tag!!
What is the OMORI MLB AU?
It is an alternative universe I've created as a joke, but it slowly turned into a legitimate AU of mine where Sunny and Basil from the video game OMORI are superheroes, specifically Ladybug and Chat Noir from the TV show Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug and Chat Noir.
What is the setting?
It takes place in Paris, at the same time as the Miraculous Origin episode. But instead of Marinette and Adrien, the heroes are Sunny and Basil. Master Fu was in a hurry, you see... He had to choose a new guardian for the Miracle Box, and happened to stumble across a male nurse. Sunny and Basil go to a private school, as well as the Faraway kids, except here they're french and Parisian. It would be a school that's similar to the one in the Miraculous movie; very fancy.
Sunny's name isn't "Sunny"?
No, his full name is Kiyomu Fua Suzuki! He is French and Chinese (mom's side) and Japanese (dad's side). Very unusual combo. Sunny is a nickname.
What are the names of the heroes?
Ladybug for Sunny (He just chose the name of the animal his miraculous is tied to) and Catmint for Basil (He wanted to be called Stranger but the public just unanimously chose to call him Catmint so it stuck)
There are no character sheets yet, but I can show you some concepts that are still relevant today: Ladybug's final design
Sunny/Ladybug
Basil/Catmint's personality
Ladybug looking at the camera menacingly
Is Gabriel Agreste the villain?
No! In this cannon, he grieved like a normal person would. Also he won't appear in that au sorry lol
Who is the main villain?
The main villain... Is Sunny's dad! Ukon Suzuki, an overworked game designer. Shocking, amarite?
Here are some drawings of him:
He wants to order
Dilfguy
Suzuki Family
Papillon's old design
Is Mari alive?
Yes! She is!
What about Aubrey? And Kel? And Hero? AND OMORI????
Aubrey and Kel go to the same school as Sunny and Basil. Kel becomes friends with Sunny very quickly (he's kind of the Alya of this au) and Aubrey bullies Basil... Thankfully, it becomes more bearable for Basil as soon as he becomes friends with Sunny. ..And yes they'll get miraculouses Omori is a sentibeing! It was decided in this post that Omori's amok should be a rubber bracelet.
What is Catmint|Basil and Ladybug|Sunny's dynamic?
Sunny and Basil are best friends, but Basil has a crush on Sunny. Ladybug and Catmint are colleagues, but Ladybug has a crush on Catmint. By extension, Catmint has a crush on Sunny and vice-versa (see that funny date drawing)
At least, that's the status quo at the beginning of the story!
Drawings of them interacting:
Them cuddling
Aftermath of the heroes' first appearance
Unfinished comic
(Old drawing) Charm
Just them ;3
What is your gendah
Sunny the unforgiving
PPGZ reference (i'll add more once i get some time ifhfeioehm)
Will there be a fanfiction?
Yes!! It's in the making! It's gonna take some time though, since I have another AU called OMOFALLS that takes a lot of work too.
About the Playlist?
There is a playlist for the MLB, but don't expect it to make much sense yet TwT. These are the songs that I listen to when working on my au. BUT! I think the songs that represent it the most are this cover and this remix of Tokio Funka by Takamatt; as well as HERO by Ayase/YOASOBI.
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mikkokomori · 8 months
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Hi, I don’t know if you remember me, but I was the one who is writing that delinquent Sunny and Basil story that I shared with you a long time ago. Anyway I wanted to show you fan art of my two boys and wanted to know what you thought
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I think they look great!!!!!!!
Assuming they're the official designs,,,,,, here you go as well,,,,,,,,,,
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100sunny · 8 months
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*throws up*
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sirenspells · 5 months
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: OMORI (Video Game) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Hero/Mari (OMORI), Hero & Sunny (OMORI), Kel & Sunny (OMORI), Hero & Kel (OMORI) Characters: Hero (OMORI), Mari (OMORI), Sunny (OMORI), Kel (OMORI), and aubrey and basil briefly at the end Additional Tags: Based on a Tumblr Post, Alternate Universe - Fairy Tale, Fairy Tale Elements, Cats, Shapeshifting, Aged-Up Character(s), hero and mari are 23 and the rest of the gang are around 20, Mutual Pining, Supernatural Elements, Hero-centric (OMORI) Summary:
One day, Mari made a strange announcement; she put out a “challenge”, she had called it, for anyone who wanted her love. It was as follows: whoever managed to catch her cat and retrieve the key from around its neck, and entered her house with said key, would win Mari’s hand.
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prodigal-explorer · 3 months
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a snippet from the first chapter of my loyal au fic
(if you don't know the background of this au, here's the post detailing it: loyal au)
Splayed out on his bed, Kel looked up at the ceiling, smiling and laughing breathlessly. When it came to pillow fights, Basil was much more feisty than he seemed. There was something about flying feathers and soft surfaces that seemed to entice Basil's competitive side. And honestly, Kel enjoyed it. It was nice to see the real Basil, and not the shy, bland persona that he often wore in front of people who he didn't trust to see his true self. Kel almost felt honored that he was part of the "secret club" that had access to this Basil. The Basil who wasn't the most perfect, morally-aligned human of all time.
Well, maybe that title should go to Mari. After all, Kel thought, nobody could top her when it came to goodness.
The silence that hung in the air was comfortable. There was no sound except for the odd sigh as Kel and Basil caught their breaths, recovering from their battle.
But out of the blue, Basil broke the silence in a way that crushed the comfort in such a way that Kel's heart seized.
"I wish Sunny was here."
Though his words were quiet, his sentiment was not. Kel was shocked, laughing softly to hide how he flinched as Basil spoke in his typical soft, kind tone.
"It feels so empty when he's not around during these things."
What, so me being here doesn't matter?
Kel shook his head, biting his lip harshly so he wouldn't say what he had been thinking so loudly. Though he had a tendency to speak without thinking, something about Basil's presence placated him in a way that didn't really feel natural. Maybe since Basil was so good, Kel felt pressured to be good as well. It was a good thing, Kel thought. Even if his true thoughts sometimes had to go unsaid.
After all, Basil hadn't meant anything bad by it. Basil was a good friend.
"If you're bored, we could play a game or something," Kel suggested, staring at the medals and awards that gleamed on the other side of the bedroom wall. Hero's side.
What would Hero do in this type of situation? What would he say?
"Maybe we could even play basketball outside! It stopped raining while we were pillow fighting!"
Basil winced, chuckling awkwardly, and Kel wanted to groan. That was probably the most un-Hero-like thing Kel could have possibly said. Why was he so bad at emulating the person he shared the world with since birth? Why couldn't he be as good at this as Hero? Did Hero have to be better than him at everything?
"Sorry, I'm a bit tired," Basil said, "How do you...always have so much energy, Kel? I'm surprised you aren't exhausted by now."
Exhausted? Kel couldn't help but ask himself, or exhausting?
Did Basil really want to be here? Kel could see Basil shifting slightly in the bed, looking around the room with a resigned dullness behind his eyes that almost reminded Kel of Sunny. This never happened when Sunny was around.
"I'm tired too," Kel decided to say.
No he wasn't. But the way Basil smiled, as if maybe, for once, Kel had said the right thing, made Kel have trouble regretting his lie. If it was for the greater good, how bad could a lie possibly be?
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headspacemor · 5 months
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Oh..? What is this.. A new soul or foe? A dreamer, at last.. Welcome to HEADSPACE. Do you have a name? You could write it here. ___________ <- [Your Name.]
My name is OMORI.. But you could call me OMO for short. I like to write stories, and sometimes attempt little poems. It's a little boring here, so that's one of my resorts for entertaining myself.
You also could offer me a little idea, but for now this will be the main place. Different stories I'll write will be linked through this place. Different chapters and plots for your own fun..
Oh, you're going already? It's okay. Wake up to reality, and have fun there too. You can always come back here.
-OMO.
FULL STORIES.
A waterfall of emotions.[COLDMORI, Suntan/Caprisun] [Ch. 1]
LITTLE POEMS.
OTHER.
It's a little blank for now, but I'm sure it'll get filled up sooner or later..
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Sunny hadn’t always been afraid of the animatronics. It just seemed as if one day he suddenly became terrified of them. As always, their parents did nothing about this. Didn’t care at all. It’s always Mari who has to comfort him, who has to get him up for school, who has to feed him, who has to keep track of him.
Mari squirms in excitement under the bed, finally having heard the tell-tale sound of feet scuffing across the floor. She secures her Foxy mask to her face again, getting ready to pounce. Wait for it, wait for it…
(Rest of fic under cut, ao3 link)
“AUGHHH!!” Mari jumps out and screams at Sunny. Immediately, he clutches his stupid little Fredbear closer to his chest and bursts into tears.
It was a little like aloe on the fire of Mari’s rage. Yeah, she wasn’t powerless. Look at that stupid kid, who thinks he has the right to be so sensitive. He always has it so easy. He has no idea what it’s really like.
She laughs mercilessly at him as he sobs into his plushie. It’s always Mari who has to comfort him, who has to make him shut up.
She takes off the mask, holding it by the straps. “Oh, come on.” She eventually says when the crying starts to make an uncomfortable twinge grow in her heart.
“Don’t be afraid, Sunny,” Mari rolls her eyes, tugging him into a hug. “It’s not as scary as you think.”
Not her fault he was so easy to scare. Really, he should be thanking her. Not just for being the only actual parent around, but for making him stronger. He’ll never survive in this world so soft. Mari never had the luxury of being that soft - why should he?
(2 days until the party.)
Fredbear’s Family Diner was like a second home to Mari. That was not a good thing whatsoever.
It was home in the way you resent that familiar spot of mold in the bathroom, home as in the cold locked door to Father’s study, home like crying and unwashed sheets, home like walking past a step on the stair and seeing the blood stain where you cut your foot on a nail that never really washed out. Horrible things, even delightful things, all becoming so familiar it’s just a place that exists and holds you within it. A place you will never escape.
Sunny’s been hiding for his whole stupid birthday party.
Father insisted on it, no matter what Mari said. He’s not even here. He didn’t care at all when Mari kept saying Sunny wouldn’t like it, that it’d be pointless, that he’d cry the whole time, that he was scared. Just got mad at her, acting like he knows everything. And of course, he couldn’t even bother to fucking show up. Not even watch over all these kids. No, that was Mari’s job. Like always.
There’s a new Spaceboy movie out. Her friends even got her a ticket. She’s had to skip it for this. This loud, greasy, obnoxious hell. She will smile today if it kills her. It’s a miracle she got some of her friends to come along.
“Why’s he so afraid of them, anyway?” Hero asks. Thank God for Hero, always by her side.
“No idea. He won’t talk about it. Just decided to be a coward one day, I guess. Maybe at least this’ll put an end to it. Now, put on that Bonnie mask, boy!”
Hero laughs, doing as he’s told. He’d been hesitant at first, but Mari has always been able to drag him into anything. Oh, she can’t wait!
Sunny’s always been so easy for her to pick up. She nuzzles her face to his crying cheek. “Awww, is baby scared? Don’t worry! Big sister Mari is always here! Oh, I know what’ll make you feel better… a visit to your very best friend!”
“Oh, what’s that? I think the little guy said he wants to give Fredbear a big ole kiss!”
Mari laughs, holding Sunny’s squirming, sobbing body. “Don’t be afraid, Sunny,” she says, placing him inside Fredbear’s gaping mouth. “It’s not as scary as you think!”
God, Mari hates this place. She stands stock still, barely breathing, blood frozen in her racing heart.
“Ballora, no, no,” says the voice. Achingly, terrifyingly familiar. “She’s a friend! She’s helping us! She’s going to get us out of here, she’s not like the others.”
It feels a little like home, this hell, dark and rancid and tense. Blueprints and dust, cold locks, hiding under a desk and waiting patiently for the tell-tale shuffle of inhuman feet. Shocks and eyes following her home.
“Yes, that’s it, that’s it,” encourages the voice. He had always sounded so distant, in a way, so stone-faced, except when he was crying. Crying and crying and crying and c- “Let her pass. She’s our friend.”
The mass of weirdly wet sounding wires slowly dances away. She can’t see in the dark, only guided by the voice she’d follow into Hell. Mari could cry. That’s the thing, she supposes. They’d both always been crybabies.
“She is right behind you, but she won’t follow. She is afraid,” whispers the voice. “The scooping room is right in front of you.”
Mari had sometimes hallucinated and dreamt of that voice. Had ever since the party. She’d wander the hall aimlessly, hearing far off crying and pleading. Never could find the source. She’d do anything to hug him again.
Mari’s hands aren’t shaking. They haven’t done that since night 3. Terror can become a home. Home was always terrifying, anyway. Her whole body is tense, and she feels like there’s a caged bird in her stomach trying to get out.
For Sunny. If not for anyone else, if not for anything else, for Sunny.
(It’s always Sunny.)
She walks forward steady, fast, silent, and opens the door. Something feels wrong. But something feels wrong constantly, so she just breathes through it.
It’s a little brighter here, but not by much. Dim light glints off the scooper, rust like dried blood on its edges. The door closes behind her with a damning thud.
“Don’t be afraid, Mari,” she whispers to herself, an empty, desperate comfort. She doesn’t notice the wires wrapping around her arms and legs, prepared to squeeze tight at a moment’s notice. “It’s not as scary as you think.”
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syoish · 10 months
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The sunflower/kelbrey longfic that I’ve been writing with my girlfriend is FINALLY done!! I have no idea how but we managed to finish it in 4 months???? I hope now that it’s complete even more people get the chance to check it out because we’re both ridiculously proud of our stupid little post-canon verse.
Check it out on Ao3
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jaynosurname · 3 months
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Wow, I wonder what this is about? (Btw this is all subject to change, I literally came up with the concept of this fic today and I still need to add more people to the list.)
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sotogalmo · 10 months
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11:14 am(?)
“Garden Of Bones” is gonna kill me again
God I remember this fic very well(??) And the fucking feels!! Man!!!!! It kills me—
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aria0fgold · 10 months
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AANNNDDDD IT'S OUT!!! 1st chapter done ayyyyeeeee! :D
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tosteur-gluteal · 1 year
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OMOFALLS - PROLOGUE [EN]
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[Faraway Town Grimoire, page 5]
"We know of no one else in this town who suspects paranormal activity from the forest. OMORI and I have been investigating the Faraway Town case for several months. Where a normal person would see a small, isolated town, we, the fervent supernatural investigators, see a place alive with magic. Although we are still the only ones who can observe these phenomena, I believe that all it takes is a little curiosity to uncover this exciting world. All you have to do is close your eyes..."
- FLOWER CROWN, photographer and paranormal investigator
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The original french version
- "Close your eyes", huh...
Words written in a child's hand have never been so enigmatic. It was hard to guess what he was thinking at the time. It was obvious that it was That Thing that had shown him; at least, that was the most plausible explanation.
As if he was approaching familiar ground, all sorts of emotions came flooding back to the surface, taking his breath away. They cut, seep through the wounds and suffocate. The memories beg him, and their assumed sadism, despite the bitterness, pushes him towards the depths of the spiralling cave. Morbid curiosity, a concept he understood a little more with each passing step. He feels it, he has been here before. The almost attainable certainty of his fingertips still wants to test his limit. He rushes forward, so that the moonlight makes the last patches of moss disappear.
"Come on, we're almost there - what, are you scared? Heh, I thought your willpower outshone most of the hominids here."
Another provocation. His associate's nasty temper didn't bother him. "Close your eyes." It was already dark. Everyone but him had their eyes closed. He was so far away already, that the world seemed to be reaching its last limit. Behind him now lay Faraway Town.
All rationality was extinguished here. Behind this silhouette of a decapitated trunk, a smooth, straight floor, stretching to who-knows-where. The first step petrified him with cold - he caught his breath. For a moment he thought he was walking barefoot. It was unexpectedly cool, as summer was being felt all over the country. It was as if this place had just unlocked all the visitor's secrets.
He clutched his sleeve in frustration. The air changed from black to white at a disconcerting speed. The forest became a vision of infinity. Perfect, minimalistic. He knew exactly what it hid. That Who, he knew far too well.
"Ah, I think our only way out disappeared."
- What do you mean, "disappeared"?
The visitor looks his associate straight in the eye.
- You told me we'd only be back and forth. You told me it was safe.
The associate met the visitor's hostile gaze. They would end up like those trees at the border. Worse, They would fade into the white of space.
"Don't be silly, kid! Here, you see, there's a white door right here. Exactly as written."
The visitor didn't seem to be satisfied with their answer, but judging by his sigh, his associate would be spared for this time.
- "Close your eyes" he said...
So he closed his eyes.
The white space drowned in black ink.
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mikkokomori · 1 year
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wait we're throwing fics and stuff and miko now?
ok hold on a sec uhhhh
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read tsumi to batsu's fic(s) please and thank you
It's on my list of fics to read!!! I'll get to it.... I will I will.......
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