#otap

[morethansalad]

Otap with Luya (Vegan Filipino Flakey Cookies with Ginger)

[legyt]

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

Summary:

Despite himself, Shinsou panicked, quickly shifting his stance and placing a hand on his capture weapon, ready to dip and bail the hell out of here. Before the pink haired guy could open his mouth, Shinsou took that opportunity to speak through the lapse of silence. "Who are you?" "Oh! I'm Itadori Yuuji, who—" he froze, his smile collapsing into a blank face. The other two behind Itadori immediately looked alert, staring wide-eyed at their friend before turning to look warily at him. Or, Hitoshi Shinsou gets dropped kicked into JJK due to a quirk mishap with a supposedly one way dimensional trip. (BNHA x JJK)

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime) Relationships: Inumaki Toge & Shinsou Hitoshi, Fushiguro Megumi & Itadori Yuuji & Kugisaki Nobara Characters: Shinsou Hitoshi, Inumaki Toge, Itadori Yuuji, Fushiguro Megumi, Kugisaki Nobara, Gojo Satoru, Zenin Maki, Okkotsu Yuuta, Panda (Jujutsu Kaisen), Yaga Masamichi, Ieiri Shoko, Sukuna | Ryoumen Sukuna Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Dimension Travel, Quirk Accident (My Hero Academia), Shinsou Hitoshi-centric, Second Year Class 1-A (My Hero Academia), BAMF Shinsou Hitoshi, Crack Treated Seriously, Canon-Typical Violence, Mentioned Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Unreliable Narrator, Inumaki Toge Uses Sign Language, Gojo Satoru is His Own Warning, Sukuna | Ryoumen Sukuna is His Own Warning, Shinsou Hitoshi is in Class 1-A, Shinsou Hitoshi is Bad at Feelings, Self-Indulgent, Attempt at Humor, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Hurt/Comfort Language: English

Series: Part 1 of Fandom x Fandom

Chapters: 2/12

Chapter 1 Summary:

Hitoshi Shinsou is out on a mission to follow and arrest a couple of stragglers; villains who had taken advantage of All For One and Shigaraki almost decimating the entirety of Japan. But just as he's fighting, he gets hit with an unknown quirk, sending him to a familiar yet unfamiliar place.

Chapter 2 Summary:

Shinsou learns more about the world he's been currently misplaced in.

[doodleswithpaint]

Picked up this absolute cutie of a design in an OTA by my buddy Nate! You can find them at @/Memesans4 on scratch, zae make adorable designs and HermitCraft art

Here are the payments I did for the little guy

[ailleahariko]

OTAP (OTA Payment) for orangemoonarts on DA!

[asrielarchive]

OTAP for @dolphinthedumbass !! Had lots of fun drawing their character Swift!

[caloymalonzo]

The original puff pastry oval shaped cookie of the Philippines. 😋 Having otap and coffee for breakfast. ☕

[sand-in-the-timepiece]

I’ve been trying to write but I got a new lamp so I’ve just been staring at it like a moth for the past 20 minutes

[of-thoughts-and-phobias]

Rooftop Ghosts: Part 1

    Sean had been pacing his apartment for hours, trying to wrap his mind around what exactly had happened. He was failing, but that was besides the point. 

   

    He avoided all of his  mirrors because what he saw made his mind go blank.

  Emerald irises instead of his normal grayish blue and shocking electric green hair that he had to keep pushing behind his ears.

   Iridescent webs of light exploded under the skin of his arms, which didn't feel too pleasant. He couldn't avoid this if he tried.

He couldn't stop hyperventilating, his mind stuck in a loop of what, when, and why.

  What was happening to him? People don't usually shoot electricity out of their body! they certainly don't disappear and reappear thousands of feet in the air! And they don't tend to punch people across the street!

When did this happen? Dinner? Yesterday? Last week?

And why. 

Why him? 

"Why me?" He asked himself for the hundredth time tonight. 

"Why me?" 

    His reflection burned in the corner of his eyes, mocking him. Tears still tugged at his eyes and the sparks bursting from his fingertips were starting to burn into the carpet. 

"Why̡ me͡!?" 

Sean struck the counter top angrily, causing it to crack. Brilliant light poured from his eyes as he took his frustration out on his furniture. He kept punching the granite surface. 

    "W̵H̶̷͠Y!" His voice crackled like radio static as he slumped against the wall. He became numb to his surroundings. Lights flickered on and off, appliances rang to life, and Sean was left breaking down on the floor amidst the chaos.

Who knows how long he laid there, panting. His eyes were screwed shut to drown out the harsh green light.

 

Slowly, everything became calm. The lights stayed on and the kitchen equipment fell quiet. The only noise was Sean's labored breaths. 

Sean's breath hitched as he sat up. His throat was hoarse and exhausted from screaming. He could bet on the landlord coming in the morning with a list of complaints, but that was future Sean's problem. Now he just had to sit here and wait for the world to end. 

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    His alarm blared from the other room. Six o'clock already? Why couldn't he just switch off the day? Stay in bed? Watch some cartoons? 

"I need a break," he murmured, getting to his feet. He grabbed his phone from the other room and walked back to the kitchen. 

It took him a few tries, but eventually he was able to open the fridge and grab the old peach in there without his hands ghosting through them.

It was a surreal sight, his arm glitching and phasing erratically. His heart was still pounding a considerable amount so he forced himself to breathe until he stopped glitching entirely. 

In.

And out.

In.

And out. 

His hands were still a little transparent, but at least they weren't trying to leave anymore.

"Close enough."

He walked over to the couch,crashed on top of it and turned on the TV.

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"You said you wouldn't leave! And here you are w-"

~

"At out on the c-"

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"We still have no sign of th-"

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"As ye can see here, we gotta-"

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Wait.

He flipped back.

"-issing persons," the newsman finished. 

    "This has only added to the growing number of missing person reports in the past few months. We'll take a moment to remind you that if you have seen any of these people in the last few weeks to contact the police immediately."

Different photos flashed on screen of different people. Some were old, some were young, but most seemed to be homeless or street workers. 

    They'd been gone for up to six months, according to the police, and the number of filed reports was almost a hundred!

    The screen kept cycling through the pictures while the anchor described the situation further. 

"Please stay alert if you plan on going out, and please alert the officers if you've seen anyone or anything. Now to Jim with t-"

Sean abruptly sat up. He scanned the screen over and over but it still didn't add up.

He *had* seen them.

The screen showed a picture of a man and a woman smiling, happy and clean. They looked a lot healthier, but there was no denying it.

They were the ones who attacked Sean. 

    What should he do? Should he call the police? And if he did, what would he even say?

    "Hello Officer, I saw two of the missing people! They were bleeding from the eyes and tried to attack me! Oh no, don't worry, I'm fine. I managed to Falcon Punch one across the street and teleport a bajillion feet in the air!"

No, that might raise questions. 

Sean figured that was enough TV for now.

     His phone started vibrating, effectively distracting him. It was Robin, tweeting a picture of him at an airport next to a plane.

"On my way!" It screamed in bold, burning letters. Oh no. Was that today?! He looked over at his crumbled countertops and groaned. There was no way he'd get around explaining that.

He responded back with, "Woohoo! Can't wait till you get here!" 

And send. 

Don't get him wrong, he loved Robin, but there couldn't have been a worse time for him to come. He didn't want to try and hug him and accidentally break his back or something.

Sean covered the counter with a table cloth as nicely as possible before declaring it as inconspicuous.

He was about to go clean up a bit, but he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. 

Baby blue eyes and chestnut brown hair. Such a stark difference from the night before. He wondered, and saw a small flicker of green dance across his irises. And with some more thought, his eyes shone once more and his hair turned back into a bright acidic emerald. 

Something sparked in him, turning his fear into curiosity. 

Huh.

He then fixated on his hands, trying to recreate the glitching thing they did earlier. It was a shaky process, but he finally managed to do it. And with a bit more thought, he got his arm to reappear on the other side of the room. 

"Haha!" Sean chuckled weakly as he watched the glowing yellow veins dash across his arms.

He could go further, he thought.

This could be interesting.

"Alrighty then," He muttered to himself, "let's get to the bottom of this."

Part 2

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