Kunihiro had always been able to see things, visions of the past. Moments in history from the mundane to the great battles... he just had to touch a historical artifact, and the truths of the past were revealed to him. But when he starts seeing strange visions of bizarre beings, and when they start to resemble people he knows, he has to find the greater truth.

Ultimately, he has to find his partner, his Kane-san... if only he could remember who that is.

He wonders if the starlight on his arm will illuminate the stories in his veins.
The stories of his forging, of the Shinsengumi and Hijikata, of Kanesada. Maybe even the map to where he laid under water for so long.

Horikawa arrives newly forged at the citadel. Second chances are rarely granted, and the prospect of getting to see Kanesada again after everything is something he never thought he could hope for. Waiting is hard and absence mimics loss, but their partnership has spanned this long. The first taste of battle back at each other's side is a mixture of memories and exploration.

Kensuke makes a suggestion to Ryouta that starts as a joke, but turns into something real very quickly.

Ryota's servants are very caring for him, so when they see him look through the window the whole morning long, they guess he's waiting for someone. But is he really...?

A long, long time ago, so long that the gods have forgotten about it, he was cursed to an eternal life.

A soft noise wakes Kensuke in the middle of the night, and of course, it's him.

In which I let Horikawa mother hen all he wants to, and Izuminokami is still too young to be embarrassed by it.

Hijikata watches, and wonders.

"Whether this is being human or being in love with Kunihiro, he doesn’t know."

When Horikawa returns from battle all out of sorts, Kanesada takes it upon himself to help his partner. After everything Horikawa has endured, it's the least he can do.

Yamato’s never hated one scarlet-eyed person so much before. Kanesada just wants to impress the cute upperclassman. Things get screwed up along the way.

“I wasn’t scared at first,” Hotarumaru says, apropos of nothing.

Hotaru and Horikawa take a stroll in the sea.

On the day Izuminokami Kanesada arrives, due to availability issues, the wrong Kunihiro has to show him around.

Meanwhile, Taikogane Sadamune has to go on a super awesome, amazing expedition but Horikawa Kunihiro seems to be in a bit of a rush for some reason?

In a future life, sword boys go to college.

All of these fics reference one another to a certain degree so if you're mad enough to read them all it might be fun, maybe?

Kashuu Kiyomitsu is a member of the famous boy band "TouDan" but Yasusada couldn't care less about boy bands. He also doesn't understand why his best friend Urashima would do anything to impress his crush Midare. Yasusada only cares about his grades and kendo. That is until Kashuu steps into his life and turns it upside down!

When Horikawa flashes to life, Kashuu greets him before anyone else, and that is true for Horikawa's second life as well. But things have happened in that life before the Citadel, and these things need to be addressed.

Otherwise, Kashuu will slowly but surely disappear. Like how the sun will slowly but surely boil the sea away.

“Um,” Yasusada says, “you left your scarf.”

---

In which Yasusada and Kiyomitsu are members of their schools’ theatre clubs throughout the years.

Yasusada waits for after he’s bought Kiyomitsu a cup of his favorite red bean ice cream to pop the question. “Be my date to the wedding?”

Kiyomitsu drops the ice cream. Yasusada catches it with all the reflexes of a kendo practitioner and helps himself to one spoon before handing it back. “No, hold that first,” Kiyomitsu says, staring at Yasusada like he’s grown another head. “It might get all over my nails. I just did them.”

Yasusada’s never believed in the supernatural, much less vampires. Like, come on—really?

A collection for small Horikane/Kanehori oneshots and writing scraps~

What if after disappearing at the start of chapter 213, Onodera and Raku hadn't been able to find Chitoge and they had never been reunited? It's been 5 years, and a bit of business has brought Chitoge back, but things didn't go exactly how she expected they would in her absence.

“Bear with it, Kacchan,” Izuku told him, raising his voice to be heard over the din of the club

In return, Bakugou flipped him off with a grimace. That didn’t seem entirely fair; it wasn’t like this was Izuku’s plan to begin with — and it wasn’t like he even thought it was a particularly good plan, either. But the way Izuku figured it, if they were going to go undercover as gay swingers in the heart of Nichome, they might as well do it right.

//or, Bakugou is supposed to get fake jealous over his fake boyfriend on this detective mission, and ends up getting really jealous for real. Midoriya misunderstands.

Kiyomitsu,

I guess it’s been a while. Well, it’s really only been about three days since I left the citadel, but then who knows how differently time passes? Aruji said it passes differently for all the other swords who’ve gone on their journeys, so maybe it’s only been three minutes over there, or three seconds, or no time at all. You probably don’t even miss me yet.

I miss you, though.

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A series of letters Yasusada writes while on his kiwame journey, for Kiyomitsu.

"Tsukumogami" are the spirits of swords, manifested in human form. They're visible to human eyes and bound to serve their masters. Kashuu Kiyomitsu, a child of the river banks lives a life in slavery during the end of the edo period. Until one day, a certain samurai and another tsukumogami show up and everything changes...

Horikawa Kunihiro, heir to the family estate, is overdue to choose a mate when fate forces one right into his lap.

A beta has no place in this world. Izuminokami Kanesada is a beta and his job is to mate with ignored omegas. This is how he meets Horikawa, the oldest omega in an esteemed estate and this is how they fall in love.

When Kise meets Kuroko, he thinks the most difficult thing he'll have to deal with is Japanese lit. It doesn't take him long to realize how wrong he was.

In a quest to rescue the children that had been abducted from the kingdom, Yuuri and Wolfram, along with the rest of the king's subjects, embarked on a voyage across the world, unaware that they were likewise setting out on a course to salvage what was left of their failing engagement.

Perhaps, not today or tomorrow, maybe not even a year from now on.

rhēma (Greek)– “that which is said”

That was the way of the words; anyone could say anything, to your face or behind your back, and there it was. A record of what the world thought you were. But they didn’t– couldn’t– know you, really. They would mark you up like an alleyway wall, spit on you like a city sidewalk, but it could never go deeper than the surface.

No human being can be carved down to a list of words, anyway.

After ten years of on-again-off-again flings with Mei, Kazuya is ready to cut his losses before he does something stupid like fall in love and let Mei trample his heart. He never means to be the one grinding is boot into everything that matters to Mei.

Coming home has been a long process, one that started the day he left, because how can a person come home if they never leave?

'You shouldn't push it,' Kazuya had said, backdropped by that early summer sky

Mei scowled up at him, but took the hand he offered. "I'm not even getting started." His legs felt weak, but steady, Kazuya's palm firm in his. 'This is nothing.'

After years of being together and not together, Mei and Kazuya finally get together.

Five vignettes depicting moments in Kazuya and Mei’s relationship, going backwards in time.

1. One of the many things he loves about Mei is how Mei still rises to his bait every time, years after he’s learned to recognize it.
2. This pattern, though, has always been one of his simplest. After a bad game, Mei disappears.
3. You know nothing else will ever be as good as this, Mei told him, once.
4. “The concept of subtlety is totally beyond you, isn’t it?”
5. Kazuya doesn’t believe in destiny, but he knows they’ll be better together than they ever would apart.

The final months before graduation, Miyuki and Mei stumble through misunderstandings, frustrations, and the push and pull of their relationship, all in pursuit of perfection.

(Set after the high school Japan-USA match in the manga)

“Hanging out,” Mei repeats. “Is that what marriage is?”

Kazuya gives an awkward laugh. “I think so. What else would it be?”

[ Addendum / interlude to (We Could Be) The Best Thing Ever. ]

"You’re not about to confess your undying love for me, right, Jun-kun?” Hiyori teases, already half-expecting the tired look on Jun’s face.

“No, that’s stupid,” Jun replies, before he crouches down and starts scooping up piles of snow.

“We’re going to build a snowman,” Jun states, not quite knowing how bothered he should feel by Hiyori’s unfazed expression.

"I think we can both agree," Nanashima said, "that both of those so-called kisses we had are NOT what we wanted our first kiss to be like."

He didn't even know he had the gene. Yet Nanashima finds himself with lungs full of petals, a throat full of thorns, and a heart full of love too important to ever let go.

His one saving grace is Serinuma and her willingness to withhold secrets... Even from his closest, dearest friend.

Hiyori and Ibara happen to go into heat around the same time during practice. Hiyori, however, didn't take his suppressants, much to Ibara's dismay. Jun catches them both in their heats in the infirmary before they have time to take their suppressants. Basically Jun is a lucky fuckin' alpha.

"Jun-kun! You don’t understand! I need your dick or I will die!"

"Then die."

Hiyori is an incubus, but Jun won't agree to sleep with him, so he has to settle with cuddles.

Starbucks AU

Highlights include hipster!Hongo and RIP in pieces Miyuki Kazuya.

Future AU.

It’s stupid, incredibly stupid—and naïve and way over in his head, but.

He wanted to buy a ring.

“By the way, is that your phone in your pocket or are you happy to see me?”

Wise, wise words.

News of who is coming for the USA/Japan game leaves Mei in a state of anticipation and dread.

"Some of us prefer putting ourselves into sweaters during winter, Mei. Instead of people, like you do."

In which Mei is just concerned for his friend, but Kazuya is insufferable. And so is Mei, quite honestly, but to a smaller scale. Maybe. And everyone around them is aware of something, but it's never the same thing.

Seiya on the train.

Just being able to do these things with Kaito—these sinful things—even if it meant nothing important to the other, he doesn’t know how each thrust, each graze of his fingertips on Nanao’s body, each feel of his lips and his breath ghosting over Nanao’s skin meant the world to Nanao.

It’s okay if you don’t return my feelings. I don’t mind staying like this with you.

[From Part I] Mei offers Miyuki a bet on the outcome the game between Inashiro and Seido. Miyuki jumps at it, surprising everyone, including himself.

The first time it happens, it’s innocent, awkward and sloppy; an act manifested out of a child’s curiosity about the world of the ‘adult’ unknown.

A glimpse at how Japan's sweetheart Narumiya Mei wrote the #1 Bestseller of 2016, "How To Be His (Again)". Readers who are still struggling please call 1-800-MEI-SAMA (guaranteed service 24/7!) for further instructions.

L-elf's perception of Tokishima Haruto changes.

post-canon, AU-ish, L-Elf would not stop talking as long as there was light.

It's not that he can't resist him.
He just chooses not to.

He was in a dream. If he was, don't let him wake up.

Done to fill vvvanonmeme on 2013.
Prompt: "The awkward moment when you and your lover are having sex and he bites you and he's in control of your body again." Can be read as HaruEru/EruHaru. Implied switching relationship.

Haruto breathes into L-elf’s neck. This feels safe. This feels like the last safe place.

But if I'm using you and you're using me then it's okay, isn't it? We'll be okay, right?

Happy endings are meant to be a magical miracle outcome that fixes all your mistakes. But it isn't easy when you carry the weight of guilt with you.

Despite this, Art wants to find his place—and it's up to him to figure out how to accept the kindness of his friends, the love of someone whose help he previously rejected, and finally, himself.

He feels protected, cared for. As if Inaho has been hugging him for centuries.

What a ridiculous thought.

We spent half our lives hating each other, Slaine thinks, and more tears fall.

Kaizuka Inaho is his warden.

And that is all he ever will be.

Based on Rodger's and Hammerstein's Cinderella (1997) - Slaine is living under the cruel hand of Count Cruhteo. But with the help of some fairy magic, he catches the eye of the prince and a chance of a happier life.

(following the events from episode 13 onward)

As if the problems don't stop after the module's attack, L-Elf finds out that Tokishima Haruto is pregnant with his child. With the Earthfall Operation being carried out, they don't have much choice and the right time to talk and sort things out, until everything was too late...

Haruto is anything but sassy, but the existence of one jerk makes him want to retort back with all he's got. A HaruEru story set in Coffeeshop AU.

Balancing between putting together a crumbled nation and looking for a way to save his friend may just prove to be the most challenging task L-elf has ever taken upon himself. Not many are willing to live together with "monsters" and Haruto... well, time heals all wounds, but it won't heal him.

You’re too alike, you know. Far too much for your own good. But hey, won’t that help out the rest of us in the end? That’s what you wanted, right?

Enough is enough, and the Cygnus crew put their heads together and come up with a cunning plan. A most masterful plan.

Everyone at the Yokohama Police Department knew that their superintendent, who's young, attractive and supposedly single, is off limits to anyone who isn't a redhead with a Sonic Minimum and works as a free-lancing (unemployed) detective. Unfortunately, no one passed that memo onto the newbie.

[From Part I: My Cursed Happiness]
His realisation, that no matter how much he loves the other boy, he can’t ever have him. They were each bound to different sides, fate cruelly intertwining them like magnets of the same charge, forever cursed to repel each other no matter the circumstances.

His time, as it creeps closer to his death, he must decide on a choice that will change the course of his life forever.

When the power goes out at Shiratorizawa, Taichi finds himself in a predicament.

He knows that his roommate is terribly afraid of the dark (and too damn stubborn to admit it), but does he really want to risk revealing his feelings as he tries to make Shirabu feel better?

Fuck it, he thinks, as he moves towards the closet to pull out his absolutely ridiculous, rainbow-colored LED sneakers.


(alternatively titled "who needs a nightlight when your roommate owns light-up sneakers?")

"Taichi's been around a lot lately," Semi said. He yanked up a fistful of grass and threw them into the air. They caught the wind and drifted away, blades of green contrasting against a blue sky. Kenjirou hummed, straining to keep his focus on his essay, but from the way the ink harshly dotted his notebook and the way his fingers tightened on his pen, he knew he was far from focused.

Halloween is how it all begins.

It is, after all, when the dead can walk among the living.

Haruto's hands are cold.

He whispered Haruto's name into the air and it was like a spell.

It’s New Years’ Eve and neither of the boys want to stay at the loud party with their classmates. They end up alone in the Kamitani apartment, and Hayato is tired of being subtle.

Hayato and Ryuuichi get dragged to a kid’s movie on a weekday afternoon. The movie is boring, so Hayato finds a way to entertain himself.

Five times everyone assumed Hayato and Ryuuichi were married and one time they actually were.

Usaida and the kids are out for a walk. Ryuuichi and Hayato have an hour alone together in the daycare room.

In which Ryuuichi is a walking manga trope and despite not being a girl is 110% cute enough to pull it off.

In which there is a playground, and Atsushi learns of an interesting ability that Rashomon has.

“Atsushi-kun has a sugar daddy,” Dazai mumbles, teetering between betrayal and crazy. “I can’t believe that Akutagawa-kun just chucked his Port Mafia salary to your face!”

“Quite literally,” Atsushi insists, rubbing at the still-reddened space on his forehead, where Akutagawa’s wallet has practically imprinted itself. “I still think he was trying to kill me.”

A sigh. “The pinnacle of romance.”

“Dazai-san!”

[or, the one where atsushi & akutagawa navigate living together]

Atsushi found his soulmate.
No big deal.
Until he comes into work one day with soulmarks on his face and the office demands an explanation.

SSKK soulmate AU shenanigans with a dash of battle, sass, and angst on the side!

Atsushi had once seen Rashomon as the black beast that, as Ryuunosuke once described it himself, a monster that devoured anything and everything. It was an omen of death, violence and blood. And for a long time, Atsushi believed him.

Then, things changed.

And he didn't see it that way anymore. Not when things had changed this much between them.

Now, Atsushi intended to know and love everything about the man called Akutagawa Ryuunosuke.

The world looks like a big spider’s web, colorful and bright and full of light.

// in which atsushi sees the strings of fate, and beyond that. //

Sometimes death just seems easier.

Semi Eita has struggled for a long time, and one night he decides that living just isn't worth it. Before he can take the plunge, he's interrupted by a strange man who introduces himself as Tendou Satori.

Tendou is everything that Semi will never be; bright, vibrant, and so cheerful that it's almost menacing. Despite their differences, they develop a friendship that gradually blossoms into something more, and Semi finds something worth living for.

Kageyama Tobio is surprised to receive a text message from Kindaichi Yuutarou, saying that they have landed in the same college. But Kindaichi isn't looking for space or to pick a fight, and what they find together changes both of them.

However, is what they have enough to heal old wounds and perhaps a fresh one or two?

(15:10) spice daddy: r u frICKIN THICK

(15:11) supreme dream queen: did u just ask if my thighs are juicy

(15:11) spice daddy: well they are but i was asking if u were stupid

"Appearance wise, Iwaizumi Hajime was eighteen years old. In actuality, he was a little over five-hundred years old. No, he wasn't a vampire. No, he wasn't a vampire/alpha hybrid, or whatever the hell that was. Quite simply, Iwaizumi Hajime was cursed."

It takes Yahaba thirteen years to realize he's different from the other kids, one to figure out how to hide it, and two more to learn to be happy just the way he is. Yahaba's journey ft. an extremely annoyed Kyoutani, best friend in the world Watari, and loads and loads of good senpai Oikawa.

This, is just your cliche love story.

This, is how the football star and the hot cheerleader fell deep, deep down the rabbit hole.

This, is how Yahaba gained his favorite number.

Osamu calls, and when the phone rings all the way to voicemail, Osamu calls again. He wants to stop by Kenjirou’s apartment and tell him that he loves him more than he loves anything or anyone else in the world, and he’s deeply sorry about what happened, and he’s an absolute fool, and he couldn’t stand to lose the only person who seems to make him happy on this shitty place called Earth.

Or

They got into a fight; Osamu is mulling over it.

Alternatively: Third Time's the Charm

A journey through Shirabu's relationship experiences from Kawanishi's perspective.

Kyoutani had stopped going to volleyball practice, but he hadn't stopped going to volleyball, not entirely. Mondays he would make it to the Seijou locker room and although his palms itched to feel the weight of a volleyball and the sounds of sneakers squeaking against the gym floor sent shivers up his spine, he never made it on to the court. Realistically there were only a few meters separating the two rooms but to Kyoutani it felt like miles. He wanted to be there, but he was here; close yet far. Here because he had things to do, places to be, jobs to work, and because; his locker was the safest place for him to keep what little valuables he had.

Bokuto knew he wasn’t the brightest person, nor even had what it takes to be considered decently intelligent. He was only supposed to be working at Miyagi Asylum for maybe a month and then he could be on his merry way to Fukurodani and study for his doctorate. It is already a wonder how he managed to be on the Honor List of the best university in Japan and had business propositions jammed in his mailbox.

He knew Miyagi Asylum was a secluded place for many engineers dreams. An inaccessible domain with no means of communication. He should have thought more about his position, more about the residing patients and the ugly sneers doctors threw at their ways. The moment they made him sign the contact, he understood what he was pulled into but brushed it off as mere measure. The Project was preserved from public eye since it was not ready to presented as a new treatment yet after all. But the moment he saw how patient’s eyes turned towards him, feral, scared and begging for help he knew he needed to do something, anything. They were not treated as human beings but guinea pigs to be played mind games and experiments on.

So, he waited for a slip, a chance to report what he witnessed and he took it.