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[onhirel]

Love Signs A Way ch. 7

The day for Akko's dinner with Diana has finally arrived, and honestly? She's never been so nervous! Luckily for Akko, she has some very good friends to help her get ready, even if that comes at the price of some good-natured teasing. With their help, she heads out, feeling equal parts hopeful and nervous. Hopefully the night at Applebee's wasn't just a fluke!

Found on AO3, 8839 words

@superevilbadguy happy birthday, bud!

[believingheart625]

Lwa fanfic The Long Con predictions (spoilers will be in the post after this confirming or denying my hypothesis)

I’ve read only the start so far and I want to document my thoughts before continuing!

I feel akko will definitely meet Diana during the heist. Something in the back of my mind tells me Diana is also trying to steal the item for some reason and it’s making me laugh. Like I feel there are more mysteries to this idk it’s 1am I feel this story will go down as a LWA fanfic classic

(spoilers if you wanna read it all urself) edit after part of Ch3: wait she might also be like a secret agent thing, she stared at that thing for so long maybe she knew someone would be stealing it and then memorized it and could tell the replacement was fake. That would explain her fake name given to akko... unless my original idea still is in place and her fake name is criminal and she’s gonna steal it

The tag enimies friends lovers hmmm I see I see

End of ch3: so when sucy was given it to test I had a feeling it wasn’t gonna be good..

Also if the other fake is newer... Cynthia(Diana) must’ve been the one to switch it... AHH SO MANY THINGS COULD BE HAPPENING

[onhirel]

Dianakko Week 2019

So I’m sure there will still be content posts, especially as people that didn’t get a chance to finish their projects wrap them up, but given that it’s getting fairly late on the last day, I wanted to make one final little post.

Thank you so much, @dianakko-week!!! I didn’t even know that this was a thing last year and was bummed that I wasn’t able to participate then, so having a chance to this year was practically a dream come true, and without your efforts, this week wouldn’t have happened!

And to all the other creators, thank you so much for YOUR hard work, too! This week wouldn’t happen without all of you, too! This is a delightful and welcoming little fandom to be a part of, and I am so very glad and proud to be a part of it, and that love and passion was clearly demonstrated this week...my likes on my tumblr now has so many dianakko week posts, haha!

But to everyone out there! Keep creating! Keep bringing joy and light and a believing heart to this world of ours!

[onhirel]

The Perfect Gift

Barbara's eighteenth birthday is rapidly approaching, and Hannah just HAS to get her something perfect. The problem is, she has no idea what that perfect thing would be. But there is one thing that she knows that Barbara truly loves: Nightfall. She was going to need help for this one, wasn't she?

A gift one-shot set in @superevilbadguy's Bats and Brooms: The Luna Nova Fast Pitch Witches universe. Hope you like it!

Archive of Our Own here and fanfiction.net here

[onhirel]

Domestic Activities

Based off of @superevilbadguy‘s doodles of domestic!Hanbara, which are freaking amazing!

One mid-afternoon found Hannah dressed in a comfortable tanktop and a pair of sweatpants as she danced on the balls of her feet and sang under her breath to the music playing on the radio as she did the dishes, enjoying the feeling of the warm water and soap bubbles. A lot of people complained about doing dishes, but it was one of the chores that she enjoyed the most. It could almost be a zen activity, and one could actively see the fruits of one’s labor, piled high and gleaming in the dish rack as they dried. Barbara, on the other hand, was not so much a fan, but she didn’t mind mopping, which Hannah really did not care for, so it was an even trade.

Speaking of Barbara...the sound of feet lightly treading on the floor had her turning her head, her unbound hair whispering against her back and shoulders, and she paused, a slight blush appearing across her cheeks and the bridge of her nose as Barbara came in to the kitchen, and could anyone blame her? Barbara was always pretty, but it was at moments like these...

Barbara was smiling, reading glasses perched on her nose, dressed in a pair of leggings and a hooded sweatshirt, and one of her copies of Night Fall was tucked under her arm. “Hello, hun,” she said warmly, causing a surge of pure affection to run through Hannah. How had she gotten so very lucky to fall in love with and become the girlfriend of her best friend in the whole world? Even after as long as they had been dating, small moments like these never grew old. Barbara needed no makeup, no fancy clothes, no fancy hair-do to take Hannah’s breath away, and Hannah suspected that she never would.

Snapping out of her trance, she smiled back. “Hey, Babs. In for some tea?”

Barbara nodded before turning towards the stove and pausing with a slight frown. “Where’s the kettle?”

Hannah glanced at the stove as well, which only had the now clean pots and pans that had been used during breakfast and lunch. “Oh, right, I wanted to make room for the dishes, it’s in the cabinet with the baking pans.”

“Thanks, love,” Barbara smiled as she made her way over to the specified cabinet, bending down at the waist, and Hannah’s eyes flicked to Barbara’s presented, ah, assets and then to the soap suds in the sink, and she bit her lip to keep from snickering. She only had mere moments to act, and so she quickly wiped her hands off on the hand towel she had tucked in the waistband of her sweatpants before scooping as much of the suds as she could in to her right hand before whirling and smacking Barbara’s butt, soap suds exploding into the air as Barbara yelped and shot upright. Even before all of the bubbles had the chance to hit the floor, she was whirling, dark hair flaring through the air, but Hannah was already running, fairly cackling as she heard Barbara give chase after her.

“Just wait until I get you!” Barbara cried, but the smile could be clearly heard in her voice, and Hannah laughed again as she began to dart up the stairs, taking them three at a time, Barbara hot on her heels. She made it into the bedroom before Barbara finally caught her in a tackle that sent them both crashing on to the bed, and a brief spat of wrestling found Hannah on her back, grinning cheekily up at Barbara, her eyes glittering mischievously, Barbara’s hands wrapped loosely around her wrists, pinning her arms to the bed.

Barbara was trying to glare down at her, but her efforts were entirely spoiled by the wide grin that stretched her lips. “Brat,” she said affectionately. “Now my leggings are wet!”

Hannah licked her lips as she shifted under Barbara, her breaths starting to come faster. “That’s a shame,” she breathed. “We should get you out of them before you catch hypothermia.”

Barbara stared down at her before bursting out laughing. Dipping down for a languid kiss, she pulled slightly back, her gaze loving as she looked down at Hannah. “Just like you, always looking out for my safety.” Then she bit her lip. “I, uh, I might need some help changing, the cold is already making me feel so very weak...”

Needless to say, Barbara’s tea and the rest of the dishes went completely forgotten for quite some time...