Jun 25, 2019
Lin: I’m in love with an idiot. Banba: In love? With who? I WILL FIGHT THEM. Enokida: I see exactly what you mean.
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Lin: I’m in love with an idiot. Banba: In love? With who? I WILL FIGHT THEM. Enokida: I see exactly what you mean.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 博多豚骨ラーメンズ - 木崎ちあき| Hakata Tonkotsu Ramens - Kisaki Chiaki Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Banba Zenji/Lin Xianming Characters: Lin Xianming, Banba Zenji Additional Tags: Domestic Fluff, Engagement, Fluff, Future Fic, Comfort, Tooth-Rotting Fluff Series: Part 3 of The *Sometimes* Domestic Life of Hitmen Summary:
On the dawn of their wedding day, Lin is having second thoughts; Banba takes care of everything.
I’m awful at being a mod, posting my Day 7 piece on the 27th at 2:30 am. I still wanted to do it, though.
This is also under my htrweek collection fic, but since I also did it as a part of an ongoing series, I wanted to post it twice for both crowds that might be reading.
1 Week Left
Htrweek is so close now. One week from today will be day one!!
Remember that it's not necessary to do all of the prompts, just do as much as you want to!!
It's not limited to fics, any form of fanmade media is accepted! Tag everything with #htrweek2018 when posted on tumblr so we can find and reblog it, and tag any trigger warnings!!
This is all to have fun and to grow together as a fandom!
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HtrWeek Day Three: White Heather
T; 1.5k words
TW: canonical levels of violence, mentions of sexual assault
Pre-relationship, could be among canon
White Heather, for protection
Lin gets himself into trouble, and Banba rushes to the rescue
[read it on ao3]
Yes, I am posting this at almost 3 am of day 4 my time, but I just forgot to edit it, and it’s better late than never.
HTR Week Day 5: Stacice
G; 2.8k words
Pre-relationship, remembering the dead, domestic fluff, emotional hurt/comfort
Stacice, for remembrance and sympathy
Lin remembers the day his sister died, and Banba helps him feel better.
Leaves rustled in the wind, scuttling across the grass and lapping at the cement marker. Lin kneeled on the ground, sighing in frustration as he placed flowers in a vase by the headstone.
It had been a year since Qiaomei’s death. She wasn’t supposed to have a grave site, either. There was no Lin family grave in Japan, and Qiaomei’s death wasn’t in the honorable sense either. Lin had the baseball team help him out with finding a location that was hidden enough they wouldn’t risk the police finding out about it.
Her body wasn’t there, due to the circumstances of her death. It was long gone. Lin had tried to obtain the location of where her body had gone, but it was out of his hands by the time he was over the initial grieving. He could settle on just having a place to sit and remember her. It made him feel like he had more of a connection to her, even if she was gone for good.
Lin stood up and brushed his skirt off, giving one last look over the grave and flowers he’d placed. They were purple, in little clusters, and gave a bright addition to the grim area. It made Lin feel a bit better, seeing the pop of color in such a depressing time and place.
He took one last look at the area, and started heading back to the office. An unsettled feeling was hanging over his head, due to the anniversary of today. He felt tired and heavy, like he just wanted to fall asleep and not wake up until the next day, but it was only noon. He shouldn’t have felt like this so early in the day.
The reminder of what he’d failed to do a year ago was a permanent stain on his mood. This day was something he’d known would be hard for him to get through. His whole life he’d been working to save his sister, but it fell between his fingers before he’d had a chance to do anything. That was something he’d always remember, and would never let himself live it down. He didn’t know what else to do, if he couldn’t be providing for his family anymore. He’d been living day by day, just taking the jobs he could and helping people in the only way he knew how. It wasn’t the ideal situation in the slightest, but it was okay for now, until he was able to find another way to live.
[Continue on ao3]
Htrweek Day One: Daffodil
TW: Blood, self-harm mention, and vomiting
Hanahaki Disease AU
Teen; 2k words
Lin woke up with a bitter taste in his mouth. There was an intense itching in his throat, and his chest felt heavier than normal.
He sat himself up on the couch, swallowing saliva to attempt to rid of the disgusting flavor. It was a taste like iron and grass, mingling together to riddle his tongue with a bite of bitterness.
He rubbed at his throat and smacked himself on the chest, but the taste and irritation were still there.
Lin walked into the little kitchenette and poured himself some water. The second the glass touched his lips, he started heaving. He rushed to the sink, dropping the glass in the process. The tinkling sound of glass shattering accompanied the wretched sound of Lin's vomiting.
He expected to see a substance resembling what he'd eaten throughout the day, but instead he saw petals. Bright yellow petals littered the sink basin, and Lin raised an eyebrow in confusion.
“Flowers?” Was all he could muster before an onslaught of heaving started again.
When he was sure it was over, he rushed back to the couch where his phone lay, and typed in a quick search.
He found that the symptom of vomiting flowers was attached to a disease. One that made no sense to him. Something that was caused by any other transmission would make sense. This one didn't seem to apply to him.
Hanahaki disease : caused by the feeling of unrequited love. The one inflicted will experience painful bouts of expelling flowers from their lungs unless it's stopped by the feeling becoming mutual. Can be deadly if not treated.
“That makes no goddamn sense,” he muttered angrily at his phone as he tossed it back on the couch cushion. “I don't love anyone.”
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5 Days!!
We’re in countdown mode now. Htrweek starts on Monday!
The rest of the things I wanted to say before the week started I stated in the previous update, so please refer to that if you haven’t seen it.
The only thing not said again was there is a collection on ao3 for any fic writers to put their pieces! Just type in “htrweek” when searching for collections to add to and it should pop up for you. It was created by me (Mod Z), my ao3 name is haruhi_fujioka8, if that helps anyone out!
As always, refer to the rules and prompts, and ask questions if needed. Let’s make this event great!
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HTRweek2018 will be here soon!
Just a little reminder that HTRweek’s first day will be June 18th, in exactly a month! The prompt is Strike/Daffodil!
We’re all excited to see the interaction we’ve gotten so far, and really look forward to seeing what everyone will come up with.
The event will be June 18th-24th, and any other information can be found through the links below.
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