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Yeah, same tbh. Like, I tend to tag everything out of paranoia because anything can be someone's big red no button ya know?

Buuuut also as someone who tends to hunt specific tags when the mood strikes, I appreciate the easier searchability that tagging everyrhing gives. Plus, like they said, it's advertising! You are your work's Circus Barker.

And some tags actually draw people outta pure curiosity. I tagged #cactus once and a reader specifically mentioned that it was what made them click to find out, and they stayed for the story lol

So i read stuff on your blog a lot, i love the discussions and the varied perspectives and i was wondering about something that caught my eye - do people really think overly explicit tagging is a thing? i'm not talking about tagging every character and event that appears for 2s but complaints about smut tags being too detailed? i thought that was the point? someone might be fine reading about anal sex but not anal fisting. i know i have limits. isn't tagging everything good???

This is a question I wonder about myself, sometimes. I write smut and I do wonder whether I should tag all of the sex acts or not. Some of the fics, I have. Others, I haven’t. I can’t say for sure whether its affected my readers at all because no one has said anything to me directly about one type of tagging or the other. 

What I will say is that tagging is both a warning and an advertisement. If you think what you’re writing is something people would either want to avoid or want to find, then adding a tag is the way to go. 

I understand not wanting to see a bunch of explicit terms in your search results for a ship, but I tend to put the most explicit terms later in the tags list so that hopefully people will be warned off before they get to a tag they’d rather not read. Maybe?

It’s a good question, anon, and I don’t think you’ll ever get a solid answer on it. But let’s see what people think. How much tagging is too much when it comes to smut fics?

Tomorrow, we reach the OW section of my fics. And the beginning rumblings of my MHA/BNHA works!

Good night all!

On the Subject of Omegas and Ruling the Worlds (October 7th, 2018)

I had such huge plans for this fic. It was going to be this grand sex epic where Riku hooked up with every member of Org XIII and each chapter was going to be a different kink and...yeah. It was a huge boatload of work that I almost immediately lost interest in. I finally admitted defeat and posted what little I’d written of chapter two along with a note of apology to the few who found it just recently. Still, the first chapter is good.

Rating: EXPLICIT Fandom: Kingdom Hearts Pairing: Xemnas/Riku Warnings/Contents: A/B/O, Knotting, Heat Sex, Heat Fic, Dirty Talk, Dominance, Underage AO3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/12289878/chapters/27937872 Word Count: 4,272 (One Shot 1.5 chapters) Summary: Ansem brings Riku to the Castle That Never Was with the express intention of leaving him in the care of Xemnas and the Organization. An Omega going into his first heat would just get in the way. So watch the sexual awakening of Riku as he sleeps and heats his way through the Organization!

~Excerpt~

For a moment, just a moment, the dynamic shifted, and Xemnas felt himself cowed by the impish omega at his fingertips. He could see how these creatures, these sensual gods and goddesses, could command respect and attention, and bring armies to their very knees with only a glance.

He had no heart, or this beguiling creature would surely have stolen it.

The nobody shook off the moment of awe for future rumination and instead slid a third finger into the slick heat that hugged them so well, which was met by the sweetest of whines in repayment. The omega’s knees unlocked and the older man barely had to press to have them splayed open in invitation for him again. The boy’s hand left as well, moving instead to his own aching, neglected length and shuddering as only a single stroke brought him to orgasm.

It wasn’t enough. It was not nearly enough, and the wild hunger that stared up at Xemnas on the other side only riled the alpha further. When he pulled his fingers away this time it was only to replace them quickly, but even still he had to offer up a hand to the Omega’s cheek in repayment. The stunning beast only leaned in and took two of his fingers into his mouth, sucking and licking at them like a common whore.

Aerie (July 4th, 2019)

Technically an interstitial piece of Sojourn. Chronologically it’s the first piece, as it is about Akira and Iwai meeting, but I think I placed it in the middle of the series since that is when I wrote it? It was originally part of Matryoshka, and was going to be the parts of Akira’s story that he told Mishima about. But it was a bit too jarring, and so I ended up taking it out. Once again I couldn’t bear to just delete it so...

Rating: Mature Fandom: Persona 5 Pairing: Munehisa Iwai/ Kurusu Akira (Ren Amamiya) Warnings/Contents: PAST R*pe/Non-Con (specifically discussed), Spoilers for Persona 5, Underage romance. Adult/High Schooler, established relationship, A/B/O, Akira is pretty cynincal about life. AO3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/19471450 Word Count: 3,309 (one shot ficlet) Summary: The unseen beginning to Akira and Iwai's relationship. One little monsoon and two lives are forever redirected. “Why didn’t I meet you sooner?” “Believe me, kid,” Iwai gave a soft, self-deprecating chuckle. “You wouldn’t’a liked me much sooner than this. But ya know me now.” Can be read as a standalone, or as the chronologically first part of the Sojourn series.

~Excerpt~

Realistically, Akira knew there had to be good alphas in the world. The media always loved to paint them that way. And not every omega was raped or brow beaten into relationships and matings, he had known plenty of happily in love couples back home. But they’d seemed so rare, mythical creatures almost in their own right, that the odds he’d ever meet one...and life had only served to prove just how accurate that was.

No, not every alpha could be bad, he just had really... really shitty luck.

“...You are the weirdest alpha I’ve ever met.” Akira sighed, his hands falling away. “I don’t get why you’re so unaffected. Hell, I’m not even unaffected-I kinda want you to fuck me! I’ve already told you I wouldn’t even put up a fight, so why won’t you ?” His eyes widened and shot to Iwai’s neck, searching.

“I’m not mated,” Iwai answered, guessing what the omega was looking for. “And while we’re running down the list, I like guys and omegas just fine, not seeing anyone at the moment...honestly kid, I ain’t unaffected. Been hard enough to cut diamonds the minute I smelled ya. But there’s such a thing as control. I’ve seen what alphas--what people do, maybe not as close and personal as you have, but I’ve still seen it. And it’s...ugly, to say the least. Not all alphas are bastards, kid. But a fuckin’ lot of ‘em are.”

The gunsmith sighed and gripped the steering wheel tightly. “I swore I’d never be one of them. I never wanted to see and smell that kinda fear comin’ offa anyone again.” He leveled his gaze on Akira. “Head on inside, lock up, I’ll hang back and make sure no one’s sniffin’ around.”

Burrow ( June 27th, 2018)

Rating: EXPLICIT Fandom: Persona 5 Pairing: Kurusu Akira (Ren Amamiya)/Mishima Yuuki, Munehisa Iwai/ Kurusu Akira (Ren Amamiya) Warnings/Contents: PAST R*pe/Non-Con (specifically discussed), Spoilers for Persona 5, Underage romance. Adult/High Schooler, established relationship, A/B/O, Eventual threesome AO3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/15076556/chapters/34954967 Word Count: 11,070 (3/? Chapters)  Summary: After the heat in "Matroyshka" Mishima, Akira, and Iwai find themselves inexorably drawn together. Akira can't help falling for Mishima. Mishima is intrigued by Iwai and wants to learn more. And Iwai refuses to let any further harm come to either of them. How, though, do you fit three very different people into one relationship that will last? The continuation of these three getting together.

~Excerpt~

The older man smirked. “Let’s start with the basics. You ever cooked before?”

Bright eyes blinked in surprise, and his mouth stepped out well before his brain could catch it. “Of course I have!”

Using a microwave to reheat meals counted.

It did .

He knew what was expected of him. Omegas were supposed to be domestic . Cooking, cleaning, babies on their hips...the whole picture. It wasn’t that he was opposed to any of that, he just...well. He was himself, and that meant that he was entirely capable of lighting toast on fire if left to his own devices for extended periods of time. His parents were planning on sending him to one of those omega home ec cram schools as soon as he got a little older, to try and make him more marketable.

“I cook all the time,” Mishima swallowed thickly around the blatant half truth that scalded on its way out. He glanced up into Iwai’s eyes for a moment then cut his eyes to the counter.

Iwai cocked an eyebrow, tasting the anxiety pouring from the kid like a fountain, watching the way he refused to meet his gaze. Far be it for him to rake him over the coals for this. “Alright, alright. So, you know the basic differences in blade types. How each has its own use.”

Mishima slowly nodded, and lifted his head, listening as Iwai began expanding on that. He found himself entranced, not just with the honeyed voice rumbling, or the way the gunsmith’s body moved as he spoke, but with the words themselves. It sparked something in him. He’d always been studious, his parents never had to push him in that direction. He liked learning, liked information and words. He had a knack, even though he never counted it as anything useful outside of testing well. And his anxiety tended to even that out anyway.

Matryoshka (April 4th, 2018)

The adorable little cinnamon roll Mishima stole my heart, I wanted to see more of him. I also loooove me that Daddy Iwai. So I said both. Both is good.

Rating: EXPLICIT Fandom: Persona 5 Pairing: Kurusu Akira (Ren Amamiya)/Mishima Yuuki, Munehisa Iwai/ Kurusu Akira (Ren Amamiya) Warnings/Contents: PAST R*pe/Non-Con (specifically discussed), Spoilers for Persona 5, Underage romance. Adult/High Schooler, established relationship, A/B/O, OmegaxOmega sex, Knotting, Tattoo kink, dirty talk, Daddy Kink, Heat Sex, Breeding Kink, Dick Piercings AO3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/14207370 Word Count: 17,207 (One Shot) Summary: Summoned to the school rooftop, Akira finds Mishima starting his heat and hiding away from the volleyball team. Kamoshida may be gone but his insistence that Mishima ignore his suppressants, and his promise to throw the poor omega to the team as a reward, remain. Luckily Akira knows a perfect place to take the skittish teen to ride out the heat safely, a little slice of heaven tucked away behind a hidden wall in Untouchable. Mishima expects the worst when he's introduced to the alpha owner, Iwai, but the older man proves to be far from the omega's opinions of a typical Alpha. The two omegas share their stories, and eventually, due to extended proximity, their heats, growing closer. Iwai gets dragged into the mix by a sneaky move on Mishima's part, to show his thanks for their gentle care. But can he overcome all the pain and mistrust in his heart, and let someone in? Or someoneS?

~Excerpt~

“So listen kid, I get the feeling you ain’t used to a damn dirty adult bein’ nice to ya-let alone an alpha,” Iwai looked directly at Mishima, but was careful to avoid complete eye contact, knowing the poor omega wouldn’t be able to stand too much scrutiny in the current state he was in. “Believe me or don’t, but I ain’t layin’ a finger on ya. This place is safe, there’s only two ways in or out and the Brat here knows ‘em. S’fully stocked for an omega’s heat, enough to last ya and keep ya goin’ through the worst and the best of it. You got a phone?”

Mishima held back the squeak that bubbled up from him at the sudden question, nodding and reaching for his pocket.

“Good, number to the omega Outreach an’ the local clinic are right here,” the gun merchant rapped a knuckle against a laminated piece of printed paper next to the doorway. “You need help, you call em. My direct phone line is there too.” Iwai’s gaze swung to Akira, who was busily pulling blanket after blanket from the dresser by the window. “You got the Brat here to give you the good tour. Any questions?”

Mishima was squirming where he sat, aware of the slick ruining his uniform pants as it seeped, and the sweat trickling down his...everywhere. It was getting harder to focus on anything other than the fact that there was an alpha in the room. “I...haa...uhm...How...how long do I have to stay?”

Iwai’s eyebrows shot up in surprise, and his eyes darted to shoot Akira a scowl before resting on Mishima again. “However long ya need, kid. I ain’t runnin’ a prison or anythin’.” He crossed his arms over his chest. “With as bad as you’re lookin’ though, I’d at least give it the night. S’gettin’ dark already and Shibuya ain’t the kinda place you wanna be this time of the month.”

The older man wasn’t entirely sure how much had actually gotten through to the newcomer-his eyes were going glassy, and they weren’t looking anywhere but at him. alpha fixation. Definitely time to go. He glanced at Akira, who gave a slight nod in agreement, then turned to leave.

“Why?”

Iwai stopped, but didn’t look back, unsure if he could stand to see the confusion, and struggle, and pain that he already heard in the teen’s voice.

“Because not all alphas are bastards, kid. But a fuckin’ lot of ‘em are.”

The Sojourn Series

The whole series began with Matryoshka, what was originally a one-shot A/B/O dynamic study with some tasty smut. The response I got was overwhelmingly positive and I found myself far from finished with the three of them anyway. So into an ongoing series I went!

https://archiveofourown.org/series/987546

Copper (March 28th, 2018)

I’ve always loved the Persona series, and when I picked up Persona 5 I was swept away. This little ficlet was the start of a whole fic that eventually evolved away from this into the Sojourn series. I consider this to be the prototype, but I loved the characterization here so much that I couldn’t bring myself to just erase it. So I posted it solo.

Rating: MATURE Fandom: Persona 5 Pairing: Munehisa Iwai/ Kurusu Akira (Ren Amamiya) Warnings/Contents: Spoilers for Persona 5, Underage romance. Adult/High Schooler, established relationship AO3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/14124288 Word Count: 2,042 (Ficlet) Summary: Akechi catches Akira working a part time job he shouldn't have and decides to poke the dragon a bit. He wasn't expecting the dragon to have a handsome keeper behind him. A handsome keeper who was exactly Akechi's type.

~Excerpt~

The older man shook his head and looked away. “The kind I used to deal with. S’fuckin’ corruption...copper-he smells like copper and his eyes say he likes it.”

The raven haired teen sighed more heavily now, the heat leaving him. “Yeah...yeah we figured as much.”

“He’s not a part of your clan is he? Kid’s as fake as a stripper’s tits.”

Akira shook his head, ebony curls shifting. “No. He’s trying, he’s got us on some stuff we can’t walk away from, but he’s not family.”

Iwai nodded a bit, his eyes far off, his mind distant now as he no doubt drifted back to days well before Akira had known him. “‘S a bad scene, brat. Don’t play around. If you get in too deep--”

“I know,” Akira’s voice was gentle as he set the rag and bottle of cleaner on the counter and took a step forward, until his legs bumped against the seated man’s knees. “There’s only room at my back for one when the chips are down.” Light brown eyes flicked upwards to look the teen in the face. “I already know who I’ll find there.”

I'm away from my computer atm but I'll try and post a couple fics tonight. I know I missed yesterday, but I slept through most of it? And then I was up late making Beta edits to the new fic I'm working on. And Lunar New Year just started on Overwatch.

So there my Thursday went...

Guys can we talk about how genuinely happy Aizawa looks in the 2nd to last panel though??? So pure!!

The kids probably called their parents because of stranger danger. (Convention adventures part 3) > Please don’t repost! <

Third Drawer (November 23rd, 2017)

This one was based off of my obsession at the time, the Otome game from the web comic Starfighter. An amazing series that I highly recommend to this day. This was another shot at writing a PWP, but again I couldn’t help but build in just a liiiiiittle plot.

Rating: EXPLICIT Fandom: StarFighter Eclipse Pairing: Helios/Hayden, Helios/Encke Warnings/Contents: PWP, M/M, Blind Folds, Stranger Sex, Bondage, Cock Rings, Vibrators,  D/s vibes, Dirty Talk, Rough Sex, Edging, Topping from the Bottom AO3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/12803748 Word Count: 6,307 (one shot) Summary: Hayden and Helios have been having their little affair for some time now. Tongues are all awag. But when Helios is late for a scheduled report to his commander, Hayden sends Helios to a punishment the fighter will never forget.Because, in reality, Hayden knows just how to motivate his fighters.

 ~Excerpt~

A strong hand pressed against his lower back,  before running up the column of his spine, sending gooseflesh up over his arms and allowing a whine to escape, before it firmly grasped the back of his neck. Warm, whiskey scented breath blew over his ear, sending shivers through the fighter’s body as Hayden spoke.

“Have I ever done anything that would cause you harm?”

The fighter bit his lip, before firmly shaking his head, only for the hand at his neck to squeeze more tightly. “No sir!”

“Don’t forget your manners just because we have company,” Hayden admonished. His hand eased up and stroked down Helios’ back again.

For a moment, Helios felt like a show dog.

And he liked it.

He sat up straighter, jutting his hips out more, letting the scowl melt away from his face to something more...deviant, and excited.

“Why don’t you put on a show, Fighter?” Hayden’s hand barely had to press before Helios was dropping down to his knees and bound wrists, stretching out the length of his back, ass raised high and inviting as he gave it a shake for his Commander. “There’s my little whore.”

Duty Bound (April 18th, 2017)

Ohhh how I had such plans for this one. Actually you’ll see some of the chapter announcement posts for this one floating around Tumblr from my other tumblr account. I worked hard on this fic, the whole thing was laid out, outlined, and plotted down to the last detail, but I ended up burning out/losing steam. I felt, at the time, that I was shouting into a dark hole and not even getting an echo back in return. I needed feedback, or I wasn’t doing it right. I’ve learned quite a bit since then. 

Fandom: Yuri On Ice Pairing: Yuri Plisetsky/Otabek Altin,  Katsuki Yuuri/Viktor Nikiforov Warnings/Contents: Fantasy RPG AU, mild gore, slow burn AO3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/10663101/chapters/23599482 Word Count: 33,897 (7/? chapters) Summary: When Viktor and Yuuri suggest that Yuri needs to make other friends, well, it goes about as well as anyone could expect. They'd even recommended the online fantasy game, Abrean Aura, that they'd met each other through. Because Yuri wanted to be a big pile of goo like those two were?Still...he didn't have anything else to do that night. Fuck it. But our Little Ranger quickly finds himself in way over his head in a world of swords, sorcery, shining knights, and sassy-ass bar tenders. After a run in with the Legendary Knight in his fight against the evil that plagues the land, Yuri fights to stay close, to make a true friend, and maybe even more.

~Excerpt~

“Well, aren’t you going?” Christophe asked the shadows. “This isn’t like him. Attacking the beginners is...low.”

“We both know that he hasn’t been himself in a long time,” a low, steady voice replied, accompanied by the sound of someone rising, armor clinking as it moved. A tall, broad young man of dark complexion stepped from the gloom, the fire light catching a glint of shining metal from beneath his black cloak. His fine features were overshadowed by the deep frown he wore, as heavy as any chainmail, his sharp eyes locked firmly on the door Yuri had just run through.

Christophe gave a huff of exasperation. “As though I marched him off to the slaughter myself, hm? Otabek, there’s little that anyone can predict in Yuri beyond anger and bite.” He fixed the other with a firm look. “I know you’re not eager to meet with him again so soon after the bargain was struck, but surely you can’t leave this village to his mercy. You know he has none.”

The knight shifted his weight from one foot to the other, his armored hand reaching out and pulling a long broadsword from the aether with a flare of warm yellow light and a satisfying sound as its familiar heft met his grasp. He lifted it easily, bringing it to rest against his shoulder, meeting Christophe’s eyes as he flung his cloak aside to stand in polished silver armor, trimmed in golden sun.

“I know my duty.”

Filler Arc, Meow, and Break Away

There are a couple fics here and there that I’m glossing over. They exist, they’re there, I’d love to hear from you if you read them! But I don’t want to post every. single. piece I’ve posted. Brevity and all that...

Filler Arc is a work for the Asagao Normal Boots Academy otome game. I never finished it, and it’s pretty heavy as it currently sits. A small fic in a small fandom, a fandom now very heavily entrenched in some warfare that I walked away from well before the first shot was fired.

Meow is for One Punch Man. Honestly, it was the closest I’d ever gotten to a PWP at that point in time, and I was pretty stoked about it. It was a single chapter, but more was definitely meant to come. I still may go back to it, there was a particular fan who was really eager, but...we’ll see.

And then there was “Break Away”....

That story was written when I was in middle school. With the express limit of only having 3 sheets of lined paper on me for the class period. Rather than do the actual WORK...I wrote a very dated, cringy to current me, yaoi fic about two of the characters from Trigun. I posted it to Adultfanfiction.net and for some unknown reason somebody requested more...so I wrote two more chapters. It was digging up this fic aaages later that led me to Ao3 and got me to sign up. It was embarassing in that ‘oh my gods you have no idea how anything works’ kind of way...and I knew that I could do better. So I posted that, December 15th 2013, when I joined Ao3. And, as you can tell, I didn’t do much of anything for a long while afterwards. School, life, the usual...but finally I started to write again. And now Break Away is that funny little starting point that I go to when I think I’ve got no skills or talent, and remind myself of where I came from.

I know, I know, suuuuper corny and self indulgent but ah well.

My Omega’s Heart (August 19th, 2016)

The epilogue to My Omega, because the idea of their kids, and the effects of feudal era Japan’s version of suppressants long term, wouldn’t leave me until I wrote it all down!

Fandom: Rurouni Kenshin Pairing: Sagara Sanosuke/ Saitou Hajime, background Kenshin/Kaoru Warnings/Contents: A/B/O, MPreg, Troubled Pregnancy, Body Dysmorphia, Fear of Miscarriage AO3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/7814716/chapters/17834737 Word Count: 5,526 (3 Chapters) Summary: It was never supposed to be this hard. You mated, you had children, you loved your life. Nothing ever goes as planned for Sanosuke, though, and Saitou finds himself driving his mate away with his own protective, worried ways. The birth of a child is a happy occasion, the loss of your mate infinitely less so. Especially when you've just realized how much you love them

~Excerpt~

“And one wrong hit, which you are certain to take because you take every hit, and you’ll lose him.” Saitou looked pointedly to the bulging stomach that so worried him, the stomach that Sano’s hands immediately flew to protectively at the very idea. “I don’t want to lose our child.”

“We could make another.”

Saitou’s eyes narrowed and he stood, hearing the fear and posturing in Sano’s voice. He rounded his desk and approached his mate, who stood very still, hands still guarding their unborn. Saitou reached out and stepped in, pulling Sano into a tight embrace, nuzzling into his neck, his Alpha instincts driving him to soothe away the brackish taint of terror in his mate’s scent. Not that he needed the instincts to tell him to.

“Ahou, it would kill us both along with him,” the older man murmured, resting a hand over his mate’s and feeling the warmth of life resting there. “You know it yourself; you couldn’t bear to lose the baby. And I couldn’t bear to lose you.”

My Omega (August 11th, 2016)

My first trip to the Omegaverse, and with an old small fandom no less!, but certainly not the last. I’ve always found deep interest in the dynamic situation, and while this is definitely smut, I had a good time spinning the plot and world my way. This one stuck with me long enough for a epilogue fic!

Fandom: Rurouni Kenshin Pairing: Sagara Sanosuke/ Saitou Hajime, background Kenshin/Kaoru Warnings/Contents: Heat Fic, normal amount of Questionable Consent but only for a second, Identity Issues, Body Dismorphia, Smut AO3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/7739950 Word Count: 4,164 (1 Chapter) Summary: Saitou's back in town, and Sano's gone into hiding as he's struck down by a heat he refuses to acknowledge. He didn't choose to be an Omega, he was an Alpha damn it! Or: Saitou and Sano fuck their way through designation issues, heat sex, and relationship building?

~Excerpt~

“You presented as an Omega in the middle of a battlefield and he didn’t know how to keep you safe.” Saitou was prepared for the jerk and twist of the fighter’s strong body, for the writhing, clawing denial driving the teen mad as he tried to physically escape his own nature. The cop was having none of it. “So he found an apothecary—”

“Stop.”

Had it been a scream, a curse, another reptilian death roll, Saitou would have ignored it. But the absolutely broken ring to that one word, the despair that had flooded and poisoned the strong man, weakening him away to a lifeless form, gave him pause.

“Please. Stop.” Sano whispered, eyes wet as they looked up at Saitou.

“Ahou…” Saitou almost felt bad that it was the name that slipped out, he knew the boy’s name after all but how often did he use it? Besides, it wasn’t really wrong even in this case. “Do you really think you can hide anything from me? You think I didn’t know already?”

So as not to spam the world, I’ll be breaking these up into chunks

So, ya know, not a huge wall of my bs on your feed Lol I’ll be back tomorrow with more fabfiction! Goodnight all!

Pygmalion (July 14th, 2016)

On to the next piece, I wandered over to Jojo after having enjoyed it from afar for quite awhile. I always had the outline, but I never got to finish the fic sadly. I hesitate to say it’s abandoned but...Still, a good read I’m told. 

Fandom: Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure (Part 5) Pairing: Fugo/Bruno, Giorno/Mista Warnings/Contents: Major Character Death, Depression, Suicidal Thoughts, Survivor’s Guilt AO3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/7482906/chapters/17007057 Word Count: 5,118 (3 chapters) Summary: When a memorial to Buccellati is vandalized, destroyed beyond salvaging, Don Giovanna steps in to find the culprit and suitably punish them.What he wasn't expecting to find was a thoroughly broken Pannacotta Fugo to be behind it. Giorno and Fugo strike a deal, but the mafia boss is fairly certain Fugo isn't going to find the absolution he's looking for in it. Stone has never been particularly forgiving.

  ~Excerpt~

“It can’t exist.” Fugo’s gaze and attention finally came to rest on the statue, his eyes sharpening as heat and aura began wafting off of him, glowing in the dark night. The user’s agitation was mirrored in Purple Haze, who began to grunt and snarl loudly as it tried to lunge past Gold Experience to get at the statue once more, manic and savage with renewed intent. “I won’t let it! It’s just a lie! He’s not here anymore!”

Lines, cracks, seams began zipping over and across Purple Haze like wounds, oozing power and light as the Stand strained under the failing mental state of its master. Pain, white hot and real, goaded the beast further, giving it the strength to break Requiem’s hold and swing out wildly, connecting with the other stand’s face. Purple Haze’s hand splintered upon impact, causing it to reel back and howl while grasping at the stump of its arm that remained. It tossed its head, an agitated stallion amidst a swarm of flies, glancing back at its master with a look that, in its own psychotic way, made clear the hurt it felt, both inside and out.

Seven (February 19th, 2016)

So starting off with the first fic I wrote FOR Ao3 waaaay back in 2016. One Punch Man was my jam, and I needed to warm back up to writing.

Fandom: One Punch Man Pairing: Multiple Ships (New One Each Chapter Basically) Warnings/Contents: This also varies from chapter to chapter. Check the notes at the top of each chapter for details. AO3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/6056023/chapters/13883344 Word Count: 36,023 (8 chapters) Summary: A fun Seven Deadly Sins AU starring the cast from One Punch Man. There’s smut, there’s feels, theirs plot, all kinds of interest as each chapter focuses on at least one of the sins as they try to gather together to fight a rising enemy.

~Excerpt~

The thing was…

They didn’t need bodies. Bodies were a luxury, really. The Sins could freely flit around the world, moving across the globe in a split second. They were, essentially, beliefs given life, and thus, technically, omnipresent. They didn’t need to be physical to do their jobs, but most tended to prefer it that way for one reason or another. Physical bodies were for specialized enacting; when a person carried such potential that it was like walking into the most decadent hotel suite that had ever existed. You just wanted to soak in the tub, sleep in the bed, and fuck on every available surface before it was all taken away. Because bodies, like hotels, were temporary. When you found a good one, an exquisite mind and powerful heart teeming with untapped opportunity, you wanted to kick up your heels.

My AO3

Can totally be found here:

 https://archiveofourown.org/users/Royce_Clayton

or just look me up, my pen name is Royce_Clayton

I write stuff!

I KNOW I SAID I WOULD POST MY FICS BUT FIRST LOOKIT THIS SWEET BOI I FOUND TODAY

I remembered I have no shame 🤣

I'll be posting the adverts for my fics sometime this week! Stay tuned~

m-maybe just one more…

Okay but Tumblr why are we sleeping on this Daddy AF boi here??

Rewatching Tokyo Ghoul and I forgot it was just a long series of Shakespearean soliloquies with some actiony bits dashed in for flavor

And Kaneki managing to survive with exactly ZERO sense of self preservation thanks to the kindness of strangers (at least til The ThingTM happens) who live by Yu Gi Oh rules.

I was your enemy. You beat me. We cool bro I'll die for you man I'd punch a rock for you!