An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 2/?
Fandom: Detroit: Become Human (Video Game)
Rating: Not Rated
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Original Chloe | RT600/Connor, Markus/Simon (Detroit: Become Human), Upgraded Connor | RK900/Gavin Reed, Kara/Luther (Detroit: Become Human)
Characters: Connor (Detroit: Become Human), Upgraded Connor | RK900, Hank Anderson, Original Chloe | RT600, Markus (Detroit: Become Human), Simon (Detroit: Become Human), Kara (Detroit: Become Human), Luther (Detroit: Become Human), Alice Williams (Detroit: Become Human), Elijah Kamski, Gavin Reed, Jeffrey Fowler, Human Amanda Stern, North (Detroit: Become Human), Josh (Detroit: Become Human), Tina Chen (Detroit: Become Human)
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - High School, I don't know if I did everything right with the school system in america, I'm sorry for faults in there, Slow Burn, Dancing, Dancing Lessons, American Football
Summary:
Accompany Connor and his friends a year in Detroit High School, where dancing and football lights up their students’ spirits.
A turbulent rollercoaster of dancing classes, proms, family problems and a circle of friends that will never leave anyone behind!
Aka one of the million highschool au's you never know you needed! ;P
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Tokyo Ghoul
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Mutsuki Tooru/Urie Kuki
Characters: Mutsuki Tooru, Urie Kuki
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting
Summary:
Urie hates public transportations. (Posted on tumblr on May 2016)
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/?
Fandom: Detroit: Become Human (Video Game)
Rating: Not Rated
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Original Chloe | RT600/Connor, Markus/Simon (Detroit: Become Human), Upgraded Connor | RK900/Gavin Reed, Kara/Luther (Detroit: Become Human)
Characters: Connor (Detroit: Become Human), Upgraded Connor | RK900, Hank Anderson, Original Chloe | RT600, Markus (Detroit: Become Human), Simon (Detroit: Become Human), Kara (Detroit: Become Human), Luther (Detroit: Become Human), Alice Williams (Detroit: Become Human), Elijah Kamski, Gavin Reed, Jeffrey Fowler, Human Amanda Stern, North (Detroit: Become Human), Josh (Detroit: Become Human), Tina Chen (Detroit: Become Human)
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - High School, I don't know if I did everything right with the school system in america, I'm sorry for faults in there, Slow Burn, Dancing, Dancing Lessons, American Football
Summary:
Accompany Connor and his friends a year in Detroit High School, where dancing and football lights up their students’ spirits.
A turbulent rollercoaster of dancing classes, proms, family problems and a circle of friends that will never leave anyone behind!
Aka one of the million highschool au's you never know you needed! ;P
Inspirationless: where you have the motivation but just can't think of anything good to write.
Motivation Deprived: you have the idea, but just, don't really wanna.
Pooped: Basically you have no ideas and don't really feel like writing anyways.
Procrastination: Where you are SO PUMPED TO GET THIS THING DONE!! But, there's that other thing, and, your show is on, and, you'll just do it tomorrow.
what they write is the hardest thing to write. not fantasy, or poetry, or sci-fi. this shit is tough. here’s why.
- they have to memorize the universe and environment and setting of the place they’re writing about. they have to know how life functions there.
- they need to always make sure there’s an equal amount of dialogue and detail and action so the reader is interested in all aspects.
- they need to know the style of the world/characters and how it’s expressed. how life is directed and perceived.
- they have to update this shit VERY OFTEN. they’ve got people reading it and wanting more, constantly, so it’s hard work.
- THEIR ONLY SOLID FORM OF MOTIVATION IS THE APPRECIATION THEY RECEIVE !! these people don’t get paid for their stories. they know their writing won’t be features as a New York Times bestseller or make them famous. THEY. WORK. OFF. OF. ENCOURAGEMENT. ONLY. simple comments and likes. you gotta be pretty determined to do that.
- THEY NEED TO MEMORIZE EVERY CHARACTER. THEY MUST KNOW THE DARKNESS OF THE CHARACTER’s SOUL. THEY MUST KNOW THEIR BRAIN FUNCTIONS S O W E L L THAT THEY CAN STICK THE CHARACTER IN A SITUATION AND CREATE A PERFECTLY REALISTIC RESPONSE THAT INCLUDES EMOTION, THOUGHT, AND PERCEPTION. THEY MUST KNOW THE CHARACTER AS WELL AS THE AUTHOR OR CREATOR.
one last little note: with authors, always give them encouragement. constructive criticism is good but positive comments are crucial. even if you don’t like the piece, give them something nice! it’s what they need and thrive on so they don’t give up.
This right here is why it takes SO DAMN LONG to write a fic for me. I’m a perfectionist when it comes to my writing most of the time. I will edit, and re-edit, and re-edit, and re-edit, and re-edit like crazy.
Of course there are the times where I write and post a fic in like 4 hours cause I had a short idea that came to mind and just like slapped it together and barely edited it. Those are rare.
So, to all my fellow fanfic writers out there, this is for you.
Tokyo Ghoul:re, Mutsuki Tooru/Urie Kuki, drabble with 100 words
Warning: absolute nonsense
“No McDonalds after a mission again.”
Urie looks pissed while watching the others eat that unhealthy stuff. Saiko seems like she is in heaven and Higemaru just crams the french fries in his mouth. Even Aura and Shao seem to enjoy the McDonalds shit and eating some greasy and disgusting burgers.
“Why?” Mutsuki asks, while grabbing some french fries he shares with Urie (‘sharing’, Urie won’t touch that trash.)
“It’s unhealthy and makes you fat.”.
“The kids seem to enjoy it”, Mutsuki says smiling and watching the others and Urie has to agree.
K Project, Suoh Mikoto/Munakata Reisi, drabble with 100 words
“Marry me?”
Reisi couldn’t believe it. He really never thought of this kind of situation.
It was absurd. This whole scenery was absolutely out of character.
Mikoto kneeling right in front of him, in his kitchen, wearing nothing but his boxershorts and showing him a simple ring. They have been together for so long, but still…
“Are… are you serious?”
“Damn, I am kneeling in front of you holding that freaking ring and you still ask me if I am serious?”
…that is more like him. Reisi gives him a warm smile.
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“Come over here and make me.” (Thanks for requesting, anon!)
Tokyo Ghoul(:re), Sasaki Haise (Ken Kaneki)/Touka Kirishima, drabble with 100 words
Warning: mild nsfw
“Come overhere and make me.”
Sasakistands there in the kitchen, looking confused at his almost finished sandwich.
“…make youa sandwich?”
And then heturns around to the door to look at Touka, and his jaw almost drops when hesees his girlfriend. She only wears a black bra and some matching panties. Thelook on her face tells him that it’s not a sandwich she wants to get made.
“No, babe”,she says, moving closer to him. “Make me.”
Thesandwich accidentally finds its way on the ground and Touka finds herself onthe table after that.
Fandom: Tokyo Ghoul(:re)
Pairing: Mutsuki Tooru/Urie Kuki
Words: 1196
Rating: T
Warnings: Alternative Universe, includes some slight swearing (why does every fanfiction of me with Urie in it has slight swearing words warning, I wonder.)
Notes: First entry for Mutsurie week: AUs!
Have fun with it!
Urie hates public transportations.
Urie hates public transportations.
He hates taking the bus, he hates taking the train, he hates every public transportation. He hates how they always come late, he hates the people in it who are not able to make a distance to others and he hates how it stinks in there like humans are not able to wash themselves. He just isn’t good with people anyway. Most of the humans he has to interact with annoy the shit out of him.
When he turned 21 years old he was so happy to receive his car. His loved, wonderful car…
That just broke down last week and still is in reparation.
And now he got stuck taking the bus to his work. Suddenly his job didn’t seem as enjoyable as before.
Every morning he stands at the bus station and already hates the day. People talking loudly on the phone or listening to their music so noisy that he can’t even hear his own anymore. They don’t care that they aren’t alone, they just do whatever the fuck they want to do. One time a little kid even spilled his cocoa accidentally on his suit. He tried not to be that angry, but it took him all his effort to not snap at the poor little guy.
Urie is annoyed in the morning and still is annoyed in the afternoon when he has to take the bus home. Needless to say that his colleagues in the bureau don’t try to piss him off during the day. (Except Sasaki; “What is wrong with you, Urie-kun? Does taking the bus DRIVE you crazy?!” is not funny in any way. Fuck off.)
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It’s the fourth day now that he needs to take the bus home and today it seems like it won’t get too annoying; it’s promising that not that much people are at the station, the bus is on time and also it is almost empty when it arrives. Urie is kind of relieved and takes the last door as always. He looks around in search for a good (and quiet) place to sit and stops when he sees one of the passengers sitting in the very back of the bus, someone he never saw before. He suddenly feels a rush in his veins and finds himself sitting in the front seat of the guy without thinking about it.
Before Urie sits down in front of him the green-haired looks out of the window with a dreamy smile on his face. When he realizes someone sits down in the front seat he looks at the man, still smiling, bows his head a bit and says a quiet “Hello”. Then he continues staring out of the window.
Urie still looks at him. He doesn’t even realize he is staring and he hopes the green-haired doesn’t realize it too. It is just… this guy looks flawless. His skin is tanned and his short, green hair looks perfect on it. His smile reaches his beautiful eyes and Uries heart skips a beat on that; pretty smiles were always a weakness of him. He wears a casual, red hoodie and some dark jeans with brown shoes.
“(Talk to him. Talk to him. Open your mouth, you useless piece of crap.)”
But Urie just continues watching the guy staring out of the window and says nothing. He could punch himself in his face. Somehow this man leaves him speechless. He isn’t good with people but in that case he wish he would be. He doesn’t say anything until the guy stands up from his seat, taking his bag, smiles again (why do you do that, why why, stop doing that, I don’t want to think about that smile the whole day), bows and says “Goodbye, have a nice day”. This time Urie bows his head too and mumbles “Goodbye”.
And that was it. The guy takes the last door to step out and Uries urge of punching himself grows even more while he watches the guy walking away from the station. He is such an idiot and now he probably will never get the chance to talk to that man again.
Taking the bus is so annoying.
(And also, this smile won’t go out of his head for the whole day. At least he got a muse to draw again.)
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His hopes got high after that encounter anyway. He isn’t that annoyed anymore when he takes the bus, because now he has something to look forward to, even if it probably won’t come true. He really hopes to see that guy again, even if that was the only time he ever saw him.
On his last day of taking the bus he almost drops all his hopes. The bus is full of people again and everyone is loud as fuck. Even if the green haired would be on here, he wouldn’t-
“Fuck off, damn it!”
“Yeah. Don’t stand in our way!!”
Urie clicks with his tongue when he hears those brats and glance at them. Who do they think they are? Well, like he cares. They just bark and don’t-
And then Urie sees with whom they speak. The green haired guy. Anger fills up in him.
“Ah, I am sorry, I didn’t want to…“, he says softly and the brats just laugh and one of them suddenly pushes him back.
“You didn’t want to?! You are not even moving, you little-“
“Hey. Long time no see.”
Urie places his hand on the shoulder of the green haired, trying to be calm, and he looks up, very confused.
“U-uhm, hi…?”
“Who is that now? Your personal bodyguard?!”, the brats laugh again and Urie looks cold at them.
“A good friend who will beat the shit out of you if you don’t stop, (you little fuckers)”, he says harsh and it kind of works. His cold eyes seems to work also and the brats just look at him, rolling with their eyes.
“Hah, whatever. That isn’t fun anymore.” The next stop they just go out without saying anything anymore and the guy looks at Urie, smiling weakly.
“Well, thank you, I guess…”
“…yeah.”
“They are assholes… I just didn’t want to spend any energy on them…” The guy looks away, seeming embarrassed and Urie just shrugs. They are gone, so whatever.
“Uhm… did we already met each other? I kind of have the feeling I know you”, the guy speaks again after a while standing beside him and Urie is glad he does. He is speechless. Again.
“Yeah, I think so. In the bus.”
“Oh! Right! Now I remember! You were staring at me for a long time!”
“…………….” So, he realized. Well fuck.
“Haha! I am sorry!” The guy laughs softly and smiles then again, this freaking pretty smile what makes Uries heart skips a beat and he begins to stare again, not even caring anymore.
“My name is Mutsuki Tooru. May I know yours?”
Urie watches Mutsukis face and he feels like something in his chest gets loose.
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For almost dropping hope this last day on the bus worked out really well.
That’s all those of you who don’t produce drawings or comics, fics or drabbles.
All of you who just reblog, only comment, don’t do anything but look and read.
This one’s for you.
Because you’re the likers, the sharers, the taggers, the ask-senders. The reviewers, the praise-givers, the supporters, the flailers. The response, the feedback, the reward for all that hard work. Sometimes the difference between giving up and continuing.
You’re the cornerstone, the heart and soul of this community. It wouldn’t exist without you. Please don’t ever ever think otherwise. Please don’t ever think you shouldn’t talk to the creators whose stuff you enjoy.
Send an OTP and pick any two or three prompts for a 300-500 word ficlet!!! Get creative and have fun!
Setting:
⭐️ Canonical
✨ Pre-Canon
⚡️ Post-Canon
😞 ‘Everything is Okay and I’m not Crying’ AU
🏀 Sports Anime AU
👑 Royalty AU
💞 Soulmate AU
🐠 Mermaid AU
🔮 Magical AU
😱 Apocalypse AU
👻 Afterlife/Ghost AU
💦 “Why are you all wet?”
😈 “Be my partner in crime?”
🌷 “Not to worry you, but you have a ____ on your ____.”
🌻 “My name is ____ and you’re damn fine.”
🍇 “And that is why we’re here.”
🍎 “When will we meet again?”
🍒 “Please put that down.”
🍍 “Why do you always do this?”
🍑 “What the fuck – oh. Hi.”
🎓 “Teach me.”
⁉️ “What’s that ____?”
💡 “Am I dreaming?”
So the Touken/Tousaki week ended yesterday and I wanna say a BIG THANK YOU to everyone!
I am glad people liked the drabbles and I am getting more and more courage to write more. I had some issues because english is not my first language, but you guys really encouraged me! Thank you!
I am thinking about making another drabble week, maybe with mixed couples, but I am not sure yet when that will be. Please stay tuned!! Also, feel free to send me headcanons and suggestions! I am always glad to receive new ideas!!
You have any other questions? Don’t hesitate to ask me anything!
