#ba's writing

[breakdawn-avenue]

Summary: Moving in with Hayato meant that you didn’t wake up in the mornings with him by your side. But since you got accustomed to his morning routine, you usually woke up a bit after him since you missed his warmth by your side. Once you spotted him in his usual place, you crawled out of your futon to snuggle up to him. You waited for him to finish his meditation like this. Most mornings were sweet and loving like these. But then there are times when you chose not to be the sweet and loving partner. You weren’t as much of a tease and prankster as he was. You found your own ways to pay him back. Words: 1,146 CW: mdni / 18+, established relationship, fluff and smut, the smut is there but not graphically written out, early mornings, lowercase is intended, gender-neutral reader-insert, post-canon as alwys, since I don't bother trying out if I can post this small one shot here, it's up on Ao3! thank you so very much for reading this! 💕 (remember that you have to be logged in to read it!)

[breakdawn-avenue]

Summary: Soaring through the skies to find out destiny, when a stranger says “It’s dangerous to go alone! Take this!”, sailing through the Great Sea, luring out the finest melodies from the Ocarina, fighting alongside other royalty, traveling with a talking hat that was once no bigger than a mere thumb, golden tears in all the journeys through space and time, for Echoes being born from Wisdom, 100 years in deep slumber, we have never been closer to the moon.

Words: 50 ( …I’m so proud of myself y’all! ✨) CW: none, fluffflufffluff today! fourth prompt of the @zelink-microfic writing blog: Glisten also cross-posted on Ao3! :>

This night was perfect. Blupees announced its long anticipated arrival. He climbed up the Satori mountain with the princess. Never in his long life did he anticipated that there would be anything else that could be more ethereal or beautiful. The goddess blessed him with a sight to die for.

[breakdawn-avenue]

Summary: Soaring through the skies to find out destiny, when a stranger says “It’s dangerous to go alone! Take this!”, sailing through the Great Sea, luring out the finest melodies from the Ocarina, fighting alongside other royalty, traveling with a talking hat that was once no bigger than a mere thumb, golden tears in all the journeys through space and time, for Echoes being born from Wisdom, 100 years in deep slumber, we have never been closer to the moon.

Words: 50 (my words, and then I borrowe King Roam's quote from the game, so it bulks up to 83) CW: none, canon typical angst as per usual

managed to nail down the third prompt of the @zelink-microfic writing blog: Mend

btw! this fic is cross-posted on Ao3! :> so if anyone wants to read it there, it would be my pleasure! remember that you have to be logged in, though ;)

I was trained in combat. Steeled body and mind. I went to the Lost Woods and claimed the legendary Master Sword. I learnt to wield it. I am a weapon. I am a shield. Emotions never surface. How do you close the devastating rift between a father and his daughter?

“Do you know how the gossip mongers refer to you? They are out there at this moment whispering amongst themselves... that you are the heir to a throne of nothing... nothing but failure.”

[breakdawn-avenue]

Summary: Soaring through the skies to find out destiny, when a stranger says “It’s dangerous to go alone! Take this!”, sailing through the Great Sea, luring out the finest melodies from the Ocarina, fighting alongside other royalty, traveling with a talking hat that was once no bigger than a mere thumb, golden tears in all the journeys through space and time, for Echoes being born from Wisdom, 100 years in deep slumber, we have never been closer to the moon.

Words: 50 (wohoo!) CW: none, canon typical angst again

second prompt of the @zelink-microfic writing blog: Presence

For as long as I remember, there was nothing. No magic running through my veins. No voices of past princesses and queens. I prayed. I prayed. I prayed. Nothing worked. The Spring of Wisdom shattered all of my hopes. All my life, there was nothing I felt... up until now.

[breakdawn-avenue]

Can’t deny what’s deep inside my soul

Summary: Hayato would consider baking to be one of his hobbies, especially cookies. Usually, you help him with pleasure. When you come back home on this day, you see him partly covered in floor and the whole kitchen in an unusual disarray. Considering what happened the evening before, Haruka and Akihiko breaking up – no, just taking a break from each other, it’s probably better not to be all too miffed about it. Hajime calls for an emergency meeting. Thankfully, he doesn’t force you to be there. You wait for your man to come back home but then you spend the night with someone else.

Words: 2.222 CW: (light) angst, I kind of want to witness Hayato making an absolute mess in the kitchen when baking... 🤭 the fifth entry is up on ao3. I’m somewhat pretty busy these days and I’m still trying to get my muse to work so I’m sorry if these one shots are (very) sloppy. still, thank you very much for reading! 💕

[breakdawn-avenue]

Like a river always knows where to flow

Summary: The holidays in December are usually a very busy and bustling time. There are rarely moments to sit down and simply be in the present. Lighting up candles to do so and remember lost loved ones is not how you would’ve imagined to rest your mind. Usually, you’re the one who has these unusual ideas. Not that you would complain, though.

Words: 1.900 CW: none, just a bit of nostalgia / remembering. fluff fluff fluff overall the third entry was surprisingly easy to write! it’s up on ao3 now. and look! I can write small chapters 🤭 let’s see for how long lmao... either way, thank you for reading! 💕

[breakdawn-avenue]

Summary: Soaring through the skies to find out destiny, when a stranger says “It’s dangerous to go alone! Take this!”, sailing through the Great Sea, luring out the finest melodies from the Ocarina, fighting alongside other royalty, traveling with a talking hat that was once no bigger than a mere thumb, golden tears in all the journeys through space and time, for Echoes being born from Wisdom, 100 years in deep slumber, we have never been closer to the moon.

Words: 50 😎 (can you believe it!? me neither 😅) CW: none, canon typical angst first prompt of the @zelink-microfic writing blog: Blade

100 years was a long time. 100 years was long enough to forget. Your home, the things you loved, or who you used to visit every once in a while. Nothing could compare to the striking familiar feeling that surged through upon receiving the gift. A feint heartbeat echoed inside.

[breakdawn-avenue]

All I really need tonight

Summary: An unintentional misunderstanding leads you to host a sleepover at your apartment, although you had planned a later date. And the accidental misunderstanding leads to additional guests. Which wouldn’t be a problem if one of the uninvited guests knew how to behave. So the boys take it up on themselves to deal with them.

Words: 5.400 CW: cursing, mentions of past bullying, uuuuhh... everything else is mostly fluff, I think? Hayato sulking hard needs a warning I put up the 2nd entry on Ao3! for whatever reason, it wasn’t that easy to put it down... however, I still managed to bulk it up to over 5.000 words. my goodness... but maybe the length can make up the disastrous long delay... ? 🫣 as always, I thank you, so so much, for reading this! 💕