4.4k | E | Oliver Aiku/Shidou Ryuusei | @bllkrarepairweek day 7: free day
As she pondered the best way to fall asleep without nobody noticing, she suddenly caught a movement right by her side, where Sendou’s previously empty spot sat. A tall, tanned woman had settled there, dropping a white leather bag with God knows how many charms dangling from it on the desk. Aiku had noticed her a couple of times in the hall, always wearing flashy outfits and always sporting a sharp grin. However, she had never seen her sitting so far up, nor had they ever talked. In fact, Aiku didn’t even know her name.
“You seemed bored, I thought I’d keep you company. Your chatty friend is missing, right?”
or, Shidou approaches Aiku in class after having seen her punching the light out of a punching bag. Things quickly degenerate
5.6k | E | Itoshi Sae/Karasu Tabito/Shidou Ryuusei | @bllkrarepairweek day 6: paranormal AU
Karasu had asked Sae more than once if he wanted to tag along, but his housemate had simply shrugged, saying that ‘Halloween had long lost its meaning and now was just a cash-grabbing festivity, and that if he wanted to go to a party, he certainly wouldn’t go to one where everyone was dressed weirdly for no apparent reason’. Either way, he and Sae didn’t have the best of relationships, and their living together had only worked out so smoothly because of their similar mindsets when it came to time management and managing a house. Aside from that, they often had small clashes, mostly because Sae deemed Karasu a try-hard, and Karasu considered Sae someone who didn’t know how to enjoy life. So Karasu didn’t really mind Sae’s absence.
“Just don’t bring anyone home. I still haven’t managed to bleach my eyes from last year’s New Year’s Eve.” Sae said from the couch.
Karasu clicked his tongue. “I told ya that was an accident. Ya weren’t supposed ta come home that early.”
or, Sae doesn’t know how to deal with his feelings for Karasu. Karasu accidentally brings home an incubus after being explicitly told not to. They end up fucking about it, but not in the way you think
How to fuck your boss and his secretary and not get a promotion: a guide
5.5k | E | Vivien Hugo/Isagi Yoichi/Julien Loki | @bllkrarepairweek day 5: office AU
"He achieved outstanding results. I think that makes him worth studying.”
As Loki heard those words, a sly grin appeared on his mouth. “And that’s just from the working point of view, is it not?”
Hugo didn’t reply and looked Loki in the eyes. Loki hummed, amused. “I won’t forbid you from toying with your new plaything… after all, I know that you’ll always come crawling back to me. I’ll allow him to come on the trip as long as you deal with the technical aspect of it.”
“I’ll update every reservation within the end of the day.” Hugo stated. He nodded at Loki and his hand was already on the handle of the door when he stopped, adding, “I might be wrong, as I still don’t have enough data, but I think you could find him interesting too.”
Loki grinned. “Then don’t have too much fun by yourself.”
or, Isagi has caught Hugo's interest, and Hugo will make sure to not waste any chances
Can you take me from the ghosts that reside in this house?
5.8k | T | Alexis Ness/Shidou Ryuusei | @bllkrarepairweek day 4: non-sexual intimacy
“You know, the nude model for tomorrow’s life drawing class has suddenly called in sick, so I was thinking of rescheduling the class unless I find a last minute replacement. Do you happen to know anyone?”
“Are you looking for anything specific?” Shidou asked, his interest suddenly piqued.
She shrugged. “Anyone who can stay still for long periods of time and isn’t bothered by having to undress in front of twenty-something first years is fine. They wouldn’t have to do difficult poses either, just the usual ones I always make my first years draw.”
“Well, I’m free tomorrow.” Shidou stated, sounding a little too excited. In all truth, he had never modelled before, but hey, it meant being allowed to lay down naked for a couple of hours while he watched possibly interesting artists drawing him, he couldn’t think of a single downside.
The teacher lightened up and without thinking took his hand between hers. “You would really do it? You’d be a lifesaver.”
“Count me in.” Shidou affirmed with a wide grin.
or, Shidou meets Ness in a life drawing class, and Shidou can’t get him out of his head
2.7k | T | Oliver Aiku/Itoshi Sae | @bllkrarepairweek day 3: Assassins/Spies
The meet-up location was a run-down shed, far enough from the Itoshi’s area of influence to ensure that they wouldn’t be bothered. As always, waiting for him inside was a lackey, a forgettable man in a suit. An expendable life. It was pretty much routine work for Aiku: he nodded at the man and silently opened the envelope with the details that had been handed to him.
It was pretty standard material, he skimmed through the details of the event that the target was supposed to attend and he pocketed the first half of the payment. However, when he reached the last page and saw the picture of the target, he felt his heart sink.
Sae Itoshi. The current leader of the Itoshi group.
or, Aiku, after leaving his side, finally gets to see Sae again, but the circumstances are not what he had expected
6.2k | T | Karasu Tabito/Shidou Ryuusei | @bllkrarepairweek day 2: late night conversations
It was in that moment that Otoya had the brilliant idea, conjured up by his tipsy mind, to ask Karasu,
“Would you ever fuck a dude?”
Karasu clearly remembered eyeing his empty glass and closing his eyes, accepting his fate, because apparently lying wasn’t an option in his drunken mind. “Yeah, why?”
“‘Cause this guy was totally trying to get in my pants last-” Karasu visibly noticed the moment when his words caught up to Otoya’s mind and he saw him blinking slowly before staring at Karasu. “Did you say yeah?”
or, Karasu gets dragged to a gay party by Otoya and ends up helping Shidou through his recent break up. Somehow, he also ends up at his house
9.2k | E | Isagi Yoichi/Karasu Tabito | omegaverse, @bllkrarepairweek day 1: forced proximity
In retrospect, Karasu should have definitely planned that trip better.
It had been almost six months since Karasu had last seen Hiori, so Hiori had taken the opportunity of the Christmas break to invite him over to Berlin to spend Christmas and the New Year together. Karasu wasn’t one to be overly sentimental, but he had to admit that he had missed Hiori: ever since each of them had signed the contract with each of their Clubs, it had been especially difficult to meet and get together, so he hadn’t thought twice when he had accepted Hiori’s offer. Sure, he had heard that Berlin was especially cold in winter, but the prospect of spending the winter there with Hiori instead of alone in Paris had been enough to make him disregard that matter.
He obviously hadn’t expected Hiori to suggest going to a club on New Year’s Eve, nor for him to invite Isagi of all people along without telling him anything.
or, Karasu and Isagi meet again after years without contact, and Karasu gets stuck in Isagi's house after suddenly going into heat
I wanted to pick back up my angel Zanka fic, so I went to reread what I had written all those months ago and damn, if only I hadn't had that damned writer's block... I now remember why I was so obsessed with that idea
Anyways, the plan for that was a one shot but I'm afraid that to write it the way it deserves, I might make a chaptered fic
However I'm still unsure whether to write it all and only then starting to post the chapters or post it as soon as I get the first chapter done and then have a really lax and inconsistent update schedule. Hence why, I'll leave a poll here
Fic updates
Consistent but it might be done in months from now
Inconsistent but at least you'll have some of it soon
Voting ended onJul 2
Also, for anyone who wants a wip, here's a snippet below the cut
His head was spinning but he picked up the pace, wanting to leave that place behind as soon as he could. His lungs ached but he kept running, the sound of his footsteps echoing through the silent surrounding. He was almost there, just a little more—
He suddenly felt a sharp pain in his side as he was thrown onto the ground. His vision blacked for a couple seconds, but he couldn’t mistake the feeling of a metal hoof pressed against his chest, the sharp edges digging into his skin: a trash beast had found him. As he vision came back, he tried to throw it off, sharp blades coming out of his rings but, as he swung, he was met with an unmovable object. He looked up, finding a pair of dull black eyes looking right back at him: it resembled a goat in its shape, but it was four times the size and its muzzle resembled the one of a wolf. He could almost see his reflection in the metal scraps that made its fangs as its mouth opened, diving down to slice his throat. He felt a sharp pain flow through his hand as he used the blades to block most of it, its teeth still managing to pierce his skin.
He writhed beneath it, forcing its hand to push it off, but it didn’t budge. Blood kept dripping down his arm, pooling at his elbow. At this point, he was delaying the inevitable. Because of the poison still in his bloodstream, his hand eventually started to tremble, the beast slowly closing in. Freedom must’ve really hated him. He couldn’t even breathe in it that everything was already about to end. Fuck, why—
His hand fell limp on his chest and he closed his eyes, bracing for the bite. But it never came.
He slowly gazed up, catching the moment where a golden staff threw the beast off, smashing it to pieces. Standing before it was a tall figure, bathed in warm light. Through his blurry vision, he managed to catch a glimpse of a pair of wings spreading before he blacked out.
Sooo, I’ve heard we’re doing WIP Wednesdays, so allow me to join as I’ve started working on my fic for day one of @bllkrarepairweek
Here’s a snippet of Karasagi with the prompts Forced Promiximity and “That all you got?”
“Hey, I thought we were early, didn’t expect ta find ya already here.” Hiori greeted Isagi with a smile, which Isagi returned.
“Yeah well, you know, I live nearby so it didn’t take me long to get here.” He then eyed Karasu, who was standing behind Hiori, and his tone changed slightly. “I didn’t know you were in Berlin, it’s nice to see you again.”
Awkwardness? Disappointment? Karasu couldn’t quite decipher it, not with the unwavering way Isagi was holding eye contact. He put his hands in his coat and replied, trying to sound as casual as possible, “Yeah, it’s been a while…”
It wasn’t like Karasu hated him. Their days in Blue Lock were long gone, and he had accepted long before that almost all the times they had butted heads, it had been Karasu’s fault, and his inability to recognize that, despite how assertive he had tried to present himself, he had been projecting his own insecurities on Isagi. At the time, he had hated Isagi’s guts, and even more the way that, despite both of them being average, Isagi had the will to keep rising from his ashes. He took risks, failed, and got up again. He kept bettering himself and Karasu couldn’t understand how he was able to do that. Karasu had never thrown himself blindly in a challenge, not when he wasn’t sure whether he had the right odds to win, and every step he took forward carried a minutely calculated risk. That’s why, as Isagi gained the title of Demon King of Blue Lock, he couldn’t help but feel bitter.
But that was all in the past. Karasu had long let go of such half-baked self pity and was now right where he wanted to be, with a contract to one of Europe’s strongest Clubs. He was doing perfectly fine. He just never had a reason to catch up with Isagi. Sure, he came to Germany plenty to see Hiori, but he hadn’t properly spoken with Isagi in years, so why would he ever call him to meet up? Hiori must’ve invited him out of pity, knowing he would have probably spent the New Year alone otherwise, since he hadn’t gone back to Japan for the holidays.
I forgot to mention but I’ll do a different ship every day, and I’m quite proud of my roster so stay tuned!
Zanka stood still, leaning against the concrete wall of an abandoned building as he carefully observed his surroundings. In the distance, he could hear the faint sound of people chatting, probably coming from the bar he had passed before ducking into that run-down alley. Around him, the air lingered still, almost uncannily so. Before then, he would’ve never hung out in such a place, but alas dire times required dire measures.
Suddenly, he felt a shift in the air, along with a faint smell of gasoline. It had been almost imperceptible, like a cat landing on the rooftop of a house, but he instinctively glanced up and his fingers tightened around his staff. Surprisingly, he was met with a pair of magenta eyes looking directly at him with a curious expression. However, Zanka could soon see a wide grin appearing on the person’s face before they jumped down from the windowsill where they were perched on and landed right in front of him.
“You’re a new face here, how did you know of this place?”
Or, Zanka is in a bind and starts buying some amazing suppressants from a sketchy individual. He wasn't expecting him to be a Raider, nor for him to be that caring
Like promised, here's the omega/omega janka fic you've been all waiting for. I wasn't expecting for it to turn out this long, but it was really fun to write
I was lying, it’s actually taking me so long bc I’m having so much fun writing it… I might end up with a 20k filthy omegaverse one shot… stay tuned to see how it goes ig
