#mostlikelytofangirl

[binanfics]

Fic List #1 (of Many!)

If your favorite fic isn't on here, don't worry, this is NOT a competition or anything of that nature, these are just fics that I typically first think of!! (if I didn't @ you, feel free to be like HEY THAT'S ME, I tried to find you all!!!!)

This is the first list of MANY. I Intend to hopefully share each fic from Ao3! NOW, SOME OF THESE ARE LOCKED if you do NOT have an account, be warned when you click the links!

With Love by @magiccatprincess: There are plenty of things you can do with love, but when does something really count as having been done for the name of love? (The infamous In the Name of Love fic, it's a good one to cry to)

Mythology of Love by @silvormoon: A magical world where the cast of Boueibu are gods and priests. Parts are numbered in chronological order, but don't necessarily need to be read that way. (This inspired my own God AU ngl)

Mean Boys by @deuterium51614: Teenage Yufuin En was educated in America. When his family moves back to Japan, En finally gets to experience high school in Japan and gets a quick primer on the cruel, tacit laws of popularity that divide his fellow students into tightly knit cliques. He unwittingly finds himself in the good graces of an elite group of cool students, the Student Council, dubbed "Caerula Adamas," but En soon realizes how his shallow group of new friends earned this nickname.(It is an indisputable fact that, if the curry incident never happened, the plot of Boueibu would be almost identical to Mean Girls, but with magical boy elements.) ((Mean Girls+Boueibu does make sense))

Life Without Love by Charm545: Slight AU. The Conquest Club decides to target the source of their enemy’s power: love. (TBH this fic has lived rent free in my head for years)

Something Wicked By @mostlikelytofangirl: The adventures of a group of missfit mystic creatures and their lives in the city of Salem, Massachusetts, narrated through the eyes of a witch and his cat familiar. Trying to live peacefully will proof to be more difficult than what any of them expected. (just know this series really got me into Akorima)

LOVE! LOVE! Adventures by @deuterium51614's cool mom: Enkin fanfiction written by my mom. (no really these are, it's amazing)

God of Light and Love by @koolkitty9: A rewrite of my infamous God of Love AU, Hakone Yumoto, the heir to the throne of Love , also known as: His Highness, Prince Scarlet, Yumoto Hakone, God of Light, Heir to the Throne of Love, is the next God of Love, who is cursed to die by Hireashi. He has to awaken his powers and finish what his ancestors once started. (listen I will never shut up about this au so I'm going to 100% have to subject it to you guys this early on for this list)

(Two Oh) Two Three, Love and Joy by SicTransitVictoria: The Battle Lovers don't know each other's identities. Same for Caerula Adamas. But somehow, Yumoto knows everyone. (I like this one a lot, it's fun!)

Nighttime Rituals by @fortune-maiden: The last futon comes into his view, and as soon as he sees it, sleep escapes him completely and his unease intensifies. Yumoto is gone. (Another one I think of often)

Two Princes by @soullessserenity: Prince Kinshiro meets his future spouse, prince Yumoto, for the first time. (This one is really sweet)

Kinshiro's Immortal by @thatlittledandere: I couldn't find the original My Immortal summary so I'll just introduce this as what it is: a poor rewrite of My Immortal with Kinshiro Kusatsu as the main character. Nobody asked for this and it's going to be very very painful for all parties involved but here it is. (no this is exactly what you think it is, a very iconic fic)

That's it for now, feel free to send in your favorites/your own as I slowly start to make my way through Ao3!!!

I WOULD LOVE to eventually make a masterlist of each author's stuff, but for now, I'll make a list of tags as well <3

[wangxianficrecs]

Follower Recs

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A really enjoyable read exploring what their relationship would be like in a modern world without cultivation. @starrizlightning

When the fire plays with you

by mostlikelytofangirl (@mostlikelytofangirl)

M, 301k, Jin Guangyao/Wen Ruohan

Summary: When Meng Yao started to work at Qishan Enterprises, he did so with a very clear goal: getting back at the father that rejected him. He started from the bottom, but eventually got quite the good oportunity when he accidentally found himself as an assistant to the CEO. Mr. Wen turned out to be a... peculiar individual. Difficult to handle and with a strange sense of humor. A charity event at the Jin residence produced assumptions about their relationship, and Mr. Wen came up with the weirdest fucking idea to use it to their advantage. Worst part was, Meng Yao actually considered it —only to discover that, the one piece of advice his father ever gave him may have been true: Wen Ruohan was a dangerous man. Or; the fake dating sugar daddy modern AU nobody asked for.

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(Please REBLOG as a signal boost for this hard-working author if you like – or think others might like – this story.)

[boueibu-valentines]

Hi there! Submitting my piece for the exchange ^^.

Creator: @mostlikelytofangirl Recipient: @thatlittledandere Characters/Pairings: Ibushi Arima Comment: I know she likes this good boi :D

[unfortunatelycake]

Hey, girl. We both know I'm trash, so for the trope thing, how about tropes 28 and 69 for akorima? Love how your brain works, so I'm very curious XD

We’re both trash, and I am 100% down with this combination because hnnnnggggggh plsthnx 

28. Proposal Fic + 69. Flirting Under Fire

(This would be an AU, because AUs are fun)

Akoya and Ibushi are spies who have been assigned to work with each other on and off for years. Their job involves danger, crime, and a ton of embezzled money and jewels, and those things, combined with each other, make them even crazier for and desirous of each other than ever. Often this leads to them barely reaching their designated safe house or hotel room before they’re making good on those desires.

Known to anyone but each other as ‘Mr Pearl’ and ‘Mr Argent’, they make the most successful team on their boss’ books--and nobody has any clue that they’re dating.

But when they find out that the man they work for is as crooked and wicked as those they’ve been working against - indeed, some of those they’ve been tasked to remove from society - they decide they’ve had enough. Next big job that comes up, they’re going to grab whatever money is involved, and run. Together they hatch a plan to fake their own deaths and escape--they just have to wait for the right moment. 

Except something goes wrong, and they find themselves in a shoot-out with people that were supposedly their allies. Soon enough it emerges that their boss had caught wind of their plan, and decided to be rid of them. 

They have no choice but to take cover and fight, no choice but to mercilessly shoot those who were colleagues--those who they’d run missions with, who they’d helped and defended and almost called friends. 

Both are injured, and time is running out if they want to get out of there alive. 

It’s in those moments that Ibushi utters a teasing line about Akoya’s aim, just like he used to before they were together. Akoya smirks and retorts that once they’re out of here [bang!] he has every [bang!] intention [bang!] of dragging him to a hotel room [bang!] and showing him what a good [bang!] shot [bang!] he [bang!] is [bang bang!]

Ibushi grins at that,  and as they duck down to evade another barrage of shots from the few people remaining, says that once they get out of here, he has every intention of marrying him. Akoya stares at him, and as Ibushi leans up and shoots a few more bad guys, asks him--

“Was that a proposal?” 

“What do you think?”

“I think it’s hardly the time and place for it.”

Ibushi ducks down again, gun cartridge empty, and their hands meet as Akoya hands him another one, adding, “I’d say yes, by the way.” 

They kiss despite the bullets whizzing over their heads, and then an exclamation of ‘I fucking knew it!’ catches their attention above. 

There’s an enemy with a gun trained on them, finger on the trigger. 

They all fire at once, and then there’s silence.

Fast forward a few months, and Akoya is stretched out on a sun lounger beneath a beach umbrella, prodding in a disgruntled manner at a recently-healed scar from a bullet wound. Ibushi strolls up and sets down a tray of drinks before joining him, and tells him to stop poking it. To which Akoya responds by poking one of Ibushi’s scars instead. Ibushi grabs his hand and kisses him, and they laugh together, the sun glinting off matching wedding rings because I am trash for sappy cliche shit aaaaaahhh

Rules: Send me two (2) tropes from this list + a ship and I’ll describe how I’d combine them in the same story.

[koolkitty9]

mostlikelytofangirl replied to your post “Akoya :D”

Let me just tell you I love your idea for the story! I haven't seen any "from dislike to love" fic for Akorima yet :D

Really? Wow...I should write it then!! I might not write it until next week, or later tonight, idk, my last day of school is next Friday

[boueibu-valentines]

Akoya Finds His Place

Creator: @animetrashfire Recipient: @mostlikelytofangirl Title: Akoya Finds His Place Characters/Pairings:Gero Akoya, Ibushi Arima, Kusatsu Kinshiro, Kinugawa Atsushi (cameo), Megawa Rui (cameo) Summary (optional): an exploration of Akoya’s early days in the student council, and the beginning of his friendship with Arima Comment: I scrapped like four ideas for this fic, but this one worked. Hope you like it!

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It was a beautiful morning in the student council room of Binan High. Akoya sat at a desk, going through paperwork and contemplating the way the sunlight shafted into the room. There was a question lingering in his mind, and though he was loath to disturb the stillness of the morning, he knew he had to ask. “Arima?”

“Yes, G- Akoya?” Arima answered, glancing up from the tea he was preparing, a question in his eyes.

Akoya had only been in the student council for a few weeks, but he appreciated how conscientious Arima was about using his given name instead of his family name. Given that care, he felt sure that his question would at least be graciously received, so he continued on, “Do you… ever get the sense that there’s something bothering President? Beyond the general student populace and problems of course. Something specific?” He kept his gaze focused on the papers at hand, aware that he looked utterly unconcerned, a style he had perfected over the years.

“Ah, I’m not really sure.” Arima smiled pleasantly, but Akoya got the sense that there was something he wasn’t yet willing to share. “In any case,” Arima went on, carefully steeping the tea leaves, “He’ll be here soon, and it would be terribly awkward if he were to catch us talking about him.”

“Of course. Thank you, Arima.” Akoya continued filing papers. Sure enough, a few moments later, President Kusatsu entered the room, greeting them both formally. He took the cup of tea Arima offered him, then sat down at his own desk to start on his duties. Akoya considered him out of the corner of his eye, trying to place a name to the sense of disorder President gave off, but he couldn’t quite do so. Well, it had only been a few weeks. With time, perhaps…

Akoya had adjusted quickly to his role in the student council, deeply appreciative of the power and prestige that came with being a member, along with the beautiful white uniforms they wore. Kusatsu and Arima were hard working, and Akoya had been learning much from them about what it took to keep the school running smoothly. As the weeks passed, he had also learned that Arima had an unfailing devotion to the president that seemed to stem from nowhere, and that President Kusatsu had some particular issue with the lackabouts who occupied the old ‘Earth Defense Club’ room.

Akoya wasn’t particularly fond of them either, he reflected as he prepared yet another notice for them about official recognition of their ‘club’. They needed at least one more member, an advisor, and a purpose if they wanted to continue to use the room that they hung out in. Personally, he wouldn’t be upset to see them go. That Yufuin was admittedly beautiful enough, but he was always lazing about, and while Kinugawa seemed nice enough, he enabled the lout’s shameless behaviour. Naruko was alright, but he was constantly with Zaou, the one person at Binan High who could really get under Akoya’s skin. Together, the four of them were a purposeless mess.

“Akoya, that’s a rather unappealing scowl you have on your face.”

At Arima’s comment, Akoya relaxed his face, tossing his hair as he said, “I’m sure I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Arima chuckled but said nothing more. A few minutes later, Akoya finished up his duties for the day and announced to the president that he would like to go check up on the various clubs. “Of course,” Kusatsu said. “Take Arima with you, and make sure you deliver those forms to the groups we still need registrationfrom.”

Dutifully, Akoya stacked up the papers and exited the room close behind Arima. Their first stop was the old ‘Earth Defense Club’ room, where they knocked politely on the door. Kinugawa answered, pushing up his glasses as Akoya extended the form. “You need to register your club,” he said haughtily, twirling his hair around his finger. “Or you won’t be able to use this room anymore.”

“Right, thank you,” Kinugawa answered distractedly, “Kin’s always been picky about propriety.” Then he shut the door in their faces.

Akoya blinked in surprise. “Arima, did you hear what he called President?” But as he turned to the other boy, he was surprised to find him already halfway down the stairs. Avoiding the issue for sure…

Akoya caught up to him, and they chatted lightly as they made their way around to the various groups, handing forms off to the manga club (a questionable venture, Arima said) and the calligraphy club (a shoo-in for President’s approval). Akoya shot him a sideways glance at that comment, determining that today seemed as good a chance as any to try and get some more information out of Arima.

Akoya didn’t think he could call Arima and Kusatsu his friends, but he was spending every day with them, and well, he simply liked to know everything about everyone around him. You never knew when something might be useful.

All was well until they approached the baseball fields. The baseball team manager, a first year, almost ran them down in his hurry to bring the bats to the team. Akoya huffed. As they drew nearer, the boys on the team began calling out obnoxiously, asking them if they would play, or if they were too afraid to get their bright white uniforms dirty. Arima sighed, just barely, but it was still a reaction.

Akoya found himself fuming. “Who do they think they are, insulting the student council like that?”

Arima shrugged, a genial expression on his face, “I don’t really know.”

Akoya, still painfully aware of the jeers of the baseball team, squared his shoulders. “Well, I don’t suppose we have to stand here and let them, do we?”

He strode over to the edge of the field, standing with one hand on his hip as he raised his voice in reply, “We don’t have any interest in your sport, we just came to see how everything is going. We’re so pleased that you registered your club in a timely fashion, it really was lovely of you.” Akoya’s voice dripped with a sickening sweetness, and the hollers from the baseball team quieted as he continued, “I do hope you have everything you need. It would be such a shame to see any poor behaviour hindering your club activities.” One or two of the first years opened their mouths to retort, but their upperclassmen elbowed them in the sides, noting the fire in Akoya’s eyes.

It was the manager who spoke, “Oh, no, Gero, we have everything we need, thank you.”

Sniggers broke out as the manager used his name, and Akoya breathed deep. “It’s Megawa, isn’t it?” He flashed a radiant smile as the first year quailed.

“Yes, sir.”

“Please, do call me Akoya. I hope all goes well with your team.”

Megawa gulped, but a timid smile crossed his lips as he said, “Thank you, A-Akoya.”

Akoya tossed his hair as he turned to leave, saying to Arima, “Alright, let’s go see about the swim club.”

From behind them, a dull murmur swept up from the baseball club. Snickers and the sounds of croaking, and then retching, began to sound from behind them. Akoya gritted his teeth and came to a halt.

Arima walked a few paces, then glanced back when he realised Akoya wasn’t with him any longer. “Is something the matter?”

Akoya forced a grin, “Oh, it’s nothing.” His voice was slightly strained, and Arima tilted his head as he considered the boy in front of him, shoulders just slightly raised, fists clenched.

“Nothing, hmm?” A dark shadow passed behind Arima’s eyes and he advanced on the baseball team. A hush settled over them as he came to a stop just a few steps from them, glaring down at them. He really was quite tall, towering over most of the team.

“Akoya is a valued member of the student council. He works diligently to ensure that you all have a club to enjoy. I would suggest you treat him with respect.”

Without waiting for a response, Arima turned abruptly and stalked away, catching up to Akoya quickly. Akoya fell into step next to him, and they continued away from the baseball diamond. Akoya couldn’t remember the last time someone had stood up for him.

“Thank you.”

Arima smiled, and Akoya caught a flash of kindness in his eyes as he answered, “You’re welcome.”

Akoya couldn’t help but toss in a barb, “And here I thought you reserved that kind of loyalty for President.”

Arima chuckled and pushed a hand through his hair, “Do I now? I can’t really say… President is special, but you’re one of us. And you really did put them in their place brilliantly. It was the least I could do to have your back.”

“If I may ask, what is it that’s so special about President?” Akoya chose his words carefully, but he had a sense that Arima would answer him.

“Hmmm…” Arima tilted his head in thought as they neared the swimming pool. “Well, we met when we were children. I thought it was going to be another awful forced playdate while our parents did business, but he and Kinugawa were nothing but kind to me. The way Kusatsu smiled- it was so welcoming, warm like a sunrise. And when we met again, here at Binan, I couldn’t help but remember it. He doesn’t smile like that anymore… and I felt like I could help him, almost like I had to. Whatever President asks of me, I’ll do it.”

Akoya was trying to process this veritable speech from Arima, which was almost more words than he usually said in one day. There was also that confusing bit about Kinugawa. “So you’ve always been friends, then.”

Akoya phrased it as a statement more than a question, and he was surprised when Arima said, “No, he doesn’t remember me actually. But we only met a few times as children, and we hadn’t seen each other in several years before high school.”

“Oh. And Kinugawa… they were friends? I’ve gotten the impression that President doesn’t like him all that much.” Akoya and Arima paused by the fence around the swimming pool, watching the swim club practice.

“I’m not really sure what happened between them, but…. I don’t think it’s easy on President.”

“Ah.” Akoya had a feeling that was as much as he was going to get, but it was already a lot to process. “Thank you for telling me this, Arima.”

Arima turned to continue making their rounds. A few moments later, he replied, “Thank you for listening, Akoya. It’s… nice to have someone to talk to.” His smile turned almost devilish as he asked, “And can I count on you to always have our backs?”

Akoya tossed his hair, “Of course. What do you take me for?”

Arima laughed again and kept walking. Akoya matched his pace, considering the dark green-haired boy at his side. Perhaps, for the first time in a long time, there was a chance that he would actually end up with a friend.

[unfortunatelycake]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Title: Love is a Summer Vacation (1/?)

Rating: Mature (in future!)

Pairing: AkoRima with some minor IoRyuu

Summary: The third years have graduated, and now Akoya, Ryuu and Io are the third years.

Though he promised himself that he wouldn't bother Kinshirou or Ibushi now they'd left school, Akoya still feels lonely, and misses them both.

So when Ibushi invites him to visit for the summer, Akoya jumps at the chance. 

Good things are certainly in store, but all too often, problems crop up along the way...

Notes: Birthday gift fic for the lovely @mostlikelytofangirl! Sorry it’s taken me so long! And sorry that it isn’t complete yet. I wanted to write you a nice longish one-shot, but there’s a lot to say when it comes to akorima, so it’s going to be multiple chapters instead. ^^;

Read on AO3

[allmyfansquees]

Hi, thank you for the glorious mental image of JGY altering the crochet pattern instructions instead of the song of clarity, and successfully sending NMJ into qi deviation in just one lazy afternoon XD

Lol - it would definitely be one hell of a speedrun for that plotline!

Although I'm also now envisioning the Lan elders examining crochet patterns to see if any are so truly, excruciatingly complex that they must be locked away forever in the forbidden section of their library

mind you, I'm pretty sure that after misreading a '[' for a '(' and vice versa (then realising I put two stitches in the wrong order in the round below so I have to rip it all out to fix THAT error) I think I suffered at least one qi deviation of my own this afternoon with nobody doing anything to the pattern at all ^^;;