#kythen

[stacysmash]

anna ask you, have you ever read a fic about haikyuu where they have powers? It's mainly about kurodai and kuroo has night vision while daichi has flower growing power and hinata literally shines and kageyama makes everything dark? I read it about years ago and stupid little me didn't bookmark it and i can't find the fic? So i was wondering if you have ever read it and know the title?

Ahh I think it’s And Flowers Bloom in his Wake by @kythen!! I’m so happy I knew it, I have a terrible memory 😅

[aziraphales-library]

Hello! Is there a list of fics where Crowley freely shapeshifts into a snake occasionally? I've read a few where snake! Crowley is sunning himself in the bookshop (and keeping customers away) and I want to read some more like that.

I found a Snake Crowley tag on Ao3! Here’s a few to get you started.

let sleeping snakes lie by kythen

The world doesn't end. Crowley falls asleep. And Aziraphale stays by his side, waiting for him to wake up again.

I’ll Stand On The Ocean Until I Start Sinking by copperbadge

Noah's Ark only has one unicorn but it's got lots of angels, and a demon for good measure.

Let Sleeping Snakes Lie by Blue_Sparkle

Aziraphale confesses his love for Crowley when he can contain it no longer. Oh, not to the demon himself of course. To a sleeping snake.

~Mod P

[risartblog]

Afshagskshah Risa I hope you don’t mind me requesting again but I would love to see kurodai with 7 for the fictional kiss prompts...! Seeing your art in the tags and on my dash has been such a blessing and I really love all the soft arts you’ve been coming up with ♡

“7. routine kisses where the other person presents their cheek/forehead for the hello/goodbye kiss without even looking up from what they’re doing”Thank you for requesting, Ky !!! Your love for domestic kurodais is showing :eye emoji:

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[spring-emerald]

OMGHAJABDAHAK SPRING YOU ARE ON A ROLL WITH THESE KURODAI REBLOGS (((o(*ﾟ▽ﾟ*)o))) (keep them coming /please/)

OH KY!!!!! I WAS FILLED WITH AN INTENSE URGE TO SPAM KURODAI BECAUSE I MISS THEM SO MUCH TToTT (i dont think i’ll be able to stop)

[amaanogawa]

ky tagged me in a writing meme!! ♥ ♥ i can’t possibly be one of your favourite authors nonono ///  Rules: List the first lines of your last 20 stories (or however many you have altogether). See if there are any patterns. Then, tag your favourite authors. (do i even have 20 stories lmao aklsjdak am i even a writer who am i) i’ll tag the lovely @katzuyas​ because she’s so dedicated to her writing and just an overall cinnamon roll yep *nods* (you’re) all that i hoped to find Sugawara Koushi often lives his life feeling like he isn’t an actual person at all, but some idea of a person that other people made up; a character profile written out on a crisp sheet of lined paper with a ballpoint pen, a perfect Koushi-shaped mould that he warps himself to fit into. on life, and love Victor has always seen life as though it were dyed with colours. dissonance in stability Most people associate Daichi with the word stability. even in a demon’s eyes, you’ll find tears (pt 1)

He hears footsteps approaching behind him and he tenses, ready to mutilate the offender if they got too close. Instead, the footsteps stop just beyond his reach.

(pt 2) “How did you know?” Kuroo asks one day, chewing absentmindedly on his roasted fish. Retreat The first time Kuroo Tetsurou meets Sawamura Daichi, he curses under his breath because he realizes that he’s actually going to have to thank Bokuto for dragging him out to a host club of all places against his will. From Here to There The first time Lavi asks, he damn near loses his head. No One Better Kuroko Tetsuya was a man with a dilemma. Through a Hundred Lifetimes The first time I saw him, and I mean, the very first time, because granted, after you meet someone so many different ways in so many different lifetimes, some meetings begin to get a little muddy. The Shadow and the Light Really, how could such a person actually exist? Hide and Seek Tetsu presses himself closer to the cold cement wall, feeling his heart hammering away in his chest, hands clammy from exertion. Showers and Tears Sousuke feels his eyes burning, tears beginning to roll down his cheeks and he almost laughs, because he’s a 6’1” muscular male curled up on a shower floor crying.

sooo we didn’t quite make it to 20, haha. *sweats nervously* since i’ve been working on [(you’re) all that i hoped to find] for the past year i haven’t written many new works. i guess the trend that i see is that i like to start off with a fact about the main character? i find that my stories start off smack in the middle of the plot instead of a smooth transition. maybe. lol. i feel really inconsistent *hides face*

that’s all from me because i’m a not-really writer who should dedicate herself more, lol. ;; thanks again for tagging me, ky!!

[darksstars]

Kurodai and 15 for the h/c prompts!

15. You need to eat something “You need to eat something”

Daichi’s voice is muffled through the thick layer of blankets Kuroo is currently nestled in on the couch. On the couch, and not in bed like Daichi would have him be, because being sick sucks and he can at least use it as an excuse to watch TV all day. Except, he slept through most of it and now that Daichi’s voice woke him, the pulsing headache and the feeling his entire body has been replaced by heavy wet cotton have returned. It’s easier instead to burrow his face further in the thick blanket and avoid whatever Daichi wants to ask of him right now.

“Tetsu,” Daichi’s voice is gentler this time as he pulls back the blanket away from Kuroo’s face. “You need to eat something.”

Kuroo sees the slight frown on Daichi’s face and the genuine concern on his face and okay maybe he feels a bit guilty for ignoring him in the first place.

“ ‘not hungry” Kuroo protests, because he really isn’t. The only thing he’d like to have right now is more cold medicine, because at least that made him feel slightly less like was dying.

Ah, there it is. That smile on Daichi’s face when his patience is wearing thin. The one that normally would have Kuroo trying to push his limit further to see where that goes, but he’s not gonna try his luck with that today. “Okay, what do you have?”  

“You have the choice between a fine selection of soup without crackers and soup without crackers because you forgot to buy them last week.” “...Okay, that’s fair.”

----“I’m sorry” Kuroo says, voice soft even though his throat felt much better after getting some cold syrup after eating. Daichi finally managed to coax him back to bed so now Kuroo gets to press his whole body against him and leech off Daichi’s warmth and okay, maybe he should have agreed to that hours ago. “For what?” Daichi asks, turning his head to look at Kuroo.

“That you couldn’t go see your friends today because of me” “It’s okay, they’re in Tokyo for a few days so we just rescheduled. But, Kuroo-” “Hm?” “Maybe your ‘The rain won’t get to me if I run fast enough to the conbini’ theory isn’t as valid as you think it is, huh?” “Ah, but, Sawamura, science wouldn’t be as exciting without failures.” Kuroo answers, wide smile spreading on his face that makes Daichi shakes his head and sighs exasperatedly. “Just grab an umbrella next time ”

[kaedeshigeru]

and flowers bloom in his wake

this is a fanart for kythen’s kurodai fic “and flowers bloom in his wake”, I have always always loved her writing and this was one of my favourite fics of hers. I highly recommend it! this is my take on a younger daichi who has just discovered his gift and is in awe of his own flowers :D

[hweiro]

Kurodai and same school, same team au? :>

Daichi doesn’t cry when they lose at the Interhigh-Preliminaries to Aoba Jousai - a neck-to-neck defeat he can still feel in his knees; doesn’t cry when he shakes Oikawa’s hand at the net, jaw harder than steel; doesn’t cry as Karasuno leaves the stadium deaf to the applause, bodies sagging with more than just fatigue.

He doesn’t cry when he tells Sugawara, Asahi and Kuroo that there is still the Spring High National playoffs, that the road could be extended just a little longer; doesn’t cry when Kuroo catches him just before he turns off the lights in the gymnasium, long arms wrapping around his shoulders as he pulls the captain into a bone-crushing hug.

It isn’t until he feels Kuroo quake around him, seismic sorrow shuddering under his skin that Daichi finally breaks, sobbing salty tears into the fabric of the other boy’s shirt as he regrets, regrets, regrets.

[Give me a pairing (platonic/ship) and an AU setting and I’ll write you a three-sentence fic.]