the first story of my restaurant DCA AU Have You Eaten? is up on Ao3 now! Have You Eaten? is gonna be a series of stories, rather than a multi-chaptered work (like New 'Do, Same You) so i hope you'll enjoy the variety!
you can find the series here on Ao3
thanks to @starriegalaxy for proofreading
Note: don't worry, i haven't forgotten New 'Do, Same You, i'll be working on both at the same time because they're both near and dear to my heart and they're tonally very different, so switching between the two will give me some variety too
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Project Hail Mary - Andy Weir, Project Hail Mary (2026)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Ryland Grace & Rocky
Characters: Rocky (Project Hail Mary), Ryland Grace
Additional Tags: Platonic Soulmates, idc that's what they are, Panic Attacks, Cuddling & Snuggling, Friendship, Platonic Cuddling, Hurt/Comfort, POV First Person, whatever the brainworms got me, blending book and movie canon, no beta we die like DuBois and Shapiro, I did not edit this and i do not plan on editing this
Summary:
Grace doesn't really let it sink in what it means that he's not going back to Earth, and when it does, he has a little freak out about it. Thank god Rocky's there to help him :)
🎉🎉🎉 HAPPY BIRTHDAY AOHITSUGI ITSUKI THANK YOU FOR BEING BORN!!!!!!!!! 🎉🎉🎉
after a small eon of yammering on to anyone who'll listen about sonboy itsuki and samaichi family au, i am finally committing to doing Something More with it. and what better time to start than on the day of the birth of samaichi's first son?
so happy birthday itsuki and here we go:
the chinpira & the oyabun is the first tiny ficlet to come into existence on this special day (though maybe it's a poor excuse for an itsuki bday fic considering itsuki isn't even in it lol) and it will be living exclusively on the shiny new dreamwidth journal i've made to devote to this au
all future ficlets/lore dumps/what have you will be archived there (but trust you me i will still be plenty annoying about it on here too)
questions like who the hell is itsuki and how the hell was he born will all eventually be answered over there and filed away with a neat little tagging system that'll make them easy to find because some webbed sites have perfectly usable search functions
today's ficlet introduces the chinpira, an actual character from akudama drive whose face and name i'm stealing (mainly for voice actor reasons lmao) to slap onto one of samatoki's eternally loyal lackeys
it's also where whispers of the aohitsugi-gumi first start to spread. one day soon, dozens if not hundreds of yakuza underlings will be piss-their-pants scared of the mysterious, formidable aohitsugi-gumi (which doesn't. it doesn't exist. some kids play house, samatoki's play yakuza)
and today's photo! reveals!! even more!!!
the peach drinks — everyone in this family loves baby momo so damn much that they get very into peach-flavored anything. itsuki would constantly be picking up new peach-flavored snacks and drinks to try, and he would always keep a stock of momorin juice in the fridge for momo's random visits
the snacks — itsuki's profile does not list favorite foods so maybe let's say (huge shout-out to my beloved co-conspirator, who bravely watched all of idolish7 to meet momo, for this idea) he's big on seafood and savory in general. not too much of a sweet tooth on this guy. maybe he likes beer snacks, but not so much beer. at office drinking parties he's always cronching away at the snacks while only ordering peach oolong teas
the merch — 100% itsuki collects merch of his dads and his baby bro what more needs to be said
anyway the story of this photo i think is itsuki's away on a business trip for his birthday one year but his dads and siblings have a cake and snacks and drinks sent to his hotel room and this is the photo he takes (while happy-crying) to show them he got everything (because of course he not only collects merch but takes some on all his business trips with him)
I've been writing little snippets of 300 words based of a prompt and wanted to share some!
Legend sighed as he unwillingly rose into consciousness. He felt the bed shift and the blankets pile more firmly around him as his bedmate slipped from the covers. There was barely any light spilling through the curtains and Legend took the absence of body heat personally.
His hand darted out from beneath the covers and latched around the thinner wrist of his partner, ignoring the quiet eep! As he tugged them back towards the bed. Popping his head out from under the covers, Legend glared at Ravio as the merchant braced himself on the bed.
“Where do you think you’re going?” he tugged again on Ravio’s wrist to draw the other man closer to the nest of blankets. “It’s not even light out and I know for a fact you don’t wake up this early normally.”
“We don’t have eight other people in the house normally” Ravio pulled back on his wrist but Legend did not want to let go. “I need to make sure that there’s enough breakfast for everyone, to do so I need to get up early.”
“They can starve” Legend pulled one more time, fighting back the urge to just reach forward and scoop Ravio back into bed. “This is the first time we’ve had a break in months, they’ll sleep in any way.” He freed his other hand from the blanket nest and reached up to cup the back of Ravio’s head and draw the Merchant so he was now hovering over the blonde, knees braced on the bed and free hand pressing down beside the Vet’s head on the pillow.
With what dim light there was, Legend could make out the flush blooming across Ravio’s face and ears, the Merchants head at just the right angle that inky locks did not hide his eyes and Legend suppressed the urge to grin at the spark of want.
Knowing that he only needed one more thing to fully capture the other, Legend dropped the other wrist to push himself up and press a soft kiss to even softer lips. Ravio squeaked and leaned more into Legend, eyes slipping closed and shuddering as both the Vet’s arms came around him.
Gotcha
Legend tightened his arms around Ravio and rolled, the Merchant’s squawk being muffled into the blankets and Legend settled over the top of Ravio. He was quick to pull the blankets back over the two of them and shut out the weak dawn light that had started to invade the room.
Besides, there were better things to do than leave the bed.
not what i usually write or post at all and this isn’t toku related and it’s quite a Lot but if anyone happens to like slow damage or ikutowa or just mildly fucked up yaoi i wrote some stuff i just like cross posting for archival reasons anyways back into my cave
He hummed, arms crossed, looking down at the pitiful scene his brother made. Ordo found it funny that Mereel had declared he could easily beat the Alpha's in a fight. Maze sliding into the conversation to take the bet however, had been to both of their surprise.
Bet made, Maze had given them a time and said he'd bring Mereel's opponents with him.
"What do you mean opponents?"
"You said Alphas, plural" Maze grinned at them over his shoulder, all sharp teeth and unhinged glee.
Which led them to where they were currently.
"You could just roll over" Ordo rolled his eyes at the resulting screech and watched Mereel try to get two kitted and tired Alpha ARCs off of him.
One was lounging on his back, using Mereel like a long pillow. They had his brother's arm trapped under their combined weight and- if Ordo didn't know better- was using the added hassle of moving a limp body to further dissuade any escape attempts.
The other Alpha was perched on Mereels legs- perched was a reach, more like their legs were tangled together, Ordo thought- and was picking through every pocket they could wiggle their fingers into.
When cutting a glance to his side, Ordo took in how Maze looked like a satisfied tooka and wondered if this was how the other Captain normally looked when his shiver was on shore leave.
"You lost the bet," Maze's voice almost had a lilt to it, "now after you get done you owe me and my kih'vode some nice drinks." He cackled- cackled! Ordo didn't know how to feel about this side of Maze he was seeing- and set about pulling up his comm to take a holo of the scene.
"I call the bet unfair" Mereel grumbled into the mat and grunted when the alpha on his legs- Stec, that was his name- managed to pry open the pouch Ordo knew held those sour candies that Mereel liked. Maze seemed to chose to ignore Mereel's complaints as a notification buzzed Ordo's comm right as Maze mentioned sending the holo to the 17. That got Mereel to attempt another bid at freedom while cursing at Maze.
Ordo ignored the renewed scuffling to save the holo to his own small stash of photos and make a copy to send to Jaing, knowing that it'd escape Mereel's clutches.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Astarion/Gale (Baldur's Gate)
Characters: Astarion (Baldur's Gate), Gale (Baldur's Gate)
Additional Tags: Sleepy Sex, Fluff and Smut, Grinding, How Do I Tag, set vaguely between acts 2 and 3 but no spoilers
Summary:
“Quite affectionate tonight,” Astarion muses, pulling back with eyes only open halfway, but rounded with a sort of fondness reserved for the wizard. The sight never ceases to make Gale breathless for affection, struck with the need to hold tight and squeeze.
Gale presses a kiss to his nose just to watch the way it scrunches up in mock distaste. It makes Astarion's ears move up, reminding Gale idly of Tara. He doubts Astarion would approve of the comparison.
