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DaiSuga Week Day 7

Prompt: Suga’s birthday

Words: 957

Summary after the cut:

"I don't think you know what you're doing," Suga laughed, watching Daichi haphazardly try to ice a box mix cake they'd just finished.

"I'm a pro baker, I'll have you know. They invited me to Great British Bake Off, but I declined because I was too busy marrying you," Daichi said, only just now noticing that the cake was, in fact, not fully cooked.

Suga stood behind him, looking at the sink full of dishes and the miscellaneous party decorations strewn about. Music played faintly over the speaker. The aftermath of his birthday party.

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Daichi makes Suga a box mix birthday cake after all their friends leave his actual birthday party. Things go wrong. A tradition is carried on.

Looottssss of love to the people @daisugaweek2024 for such an awesome fanweek!! Will definitely be participating next year if they choose to do it again!

I’ll be making a master list of all my fics for the fanweek on this account, as well as on my Twitter. If you feel like checking those out, that would be pretty epic

Has anyone ever considered that Keith Kogane not fully having any more ties back to the earth in Voltron legendary defender just shows how incredible of a character he is? Because he doesn’t have any specific reason to want to protect the planet earth- maybe aside from his dad’s grave but that reasoning is loose at best- and he still does so much to protect earth from the galra? Like, ostensibly, he has more connection to the galra thanks to his alive galran mom. But he instead chooses to continue to defend earth and all that. Even his work with the blades is still reaching for that ultimate goal of try to protect earth- whether he recognizes that or not. I just think it’s cool of him to just protect a place that has been cruel to him without him actually really realizing it. I bet if someone asked him about it, he’d be like “it’s the right thing to do?” And leave it at that. Like, what a layered character.

Just looked at a blog where the header description said 'sometimes I reblog posts I like so I don't forget them'.

And I feel like that, right there, explains so much about how the site has changed in the last few months.

People now think reblogging is an unusual behaviour, rather than a default.

Tumblr newbies, please, for the love of baby Jesus, reblog the posts you like. That is the whole reason the site exists - for you to collect all your shiny fandom objects in a single space. Which you can organize to your heart's content. Or not organize at all, if that's your jam.

Our blogs are intended to be collections of posts, not collections of likes.

My DaiSuga Week 2024 Masterlist

(Please note, this is a masterlist of MY contributions, not any of the other lovely people who participated!! Check out @daisugaweek2024 to see everyone else’s!!)

Day 1 - Here, In This Garden

Day 2 - Put A Pin In It

Day 3 - How Daichi Fell In Love With A Water Spirit

Day 4 - The Best Time For A Marriage Proposal Is During A Drug Investigation (According to Daichi)

Day 5 - Chemistry

Day 6 - 3 Times Suga and Daichi Weren't Caught by Their Team, and 1 Time They Were

Day 7 - Afterparty

Keep reading for summaries:

Day 1 - Here, In This Garden

Summary:

"I'm afraid I do not see the dilemma," Daichi interrupted.

Suga whipped around, messy bedhead hiding his eyes until he pushed it away. "The problem is I do not wish to spend my night being asked to dance by people who do not know me and do not care to."

He flopped onto the bed and engulfed himself in the blue sheets like they were his own personal ocean to float away into. "Why is my life put in the hands of my marriage?" he groaned, staring up at the high ceiling and distant windows through the gaps of his fingers.

Daichi shrugged. "You're royalty," he said simply.

"Does the knight know nothing of love?" Suga bit back, harsher than he meant to.

In truth, Daichi knew more about love than he would like to admit. He felt more like a bard who'd stumbled into the position of a knight, than a real protector. He loved too easily and was fiercely protective of those his heart belonged to. Maybe that was what made him such a good royal guard. He loved the prince, more than anything.

Or,

Prince Sugawara falls in love with a horribly oblivious royal knight Daichi

Day 2 - Put A Pin In It

Summary:

"Can we talk?" Daichi asked, turning his body to face Suga's. He could feel his heart thumping in his chest already.

Suga leaned on the railing, eyebrows knitting in concern. "Sure," he said cautiously, "what's up?"

Daichi studied the worry on his face. It was akin to the fear in his eyes when they were losing a game. Daichi hated that he could make him look that nervous.

He took a breath and settled his jumbled thoughts. "About the party-"

Suga waved his hand. "Oh, that was nothing. We were both out of it I know you didn't-"

It was Daichi's turn to interrupt. He made a face. "I wasn't drunk."

Suga's lips parted in surprise. "Oh," he said flatly.

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Or, while on their senior trip, Daichi tries to confess to Suga while Noya decides to prank them both.

Day 3 - How Daichi Fell In Love With A Water Spirit

Summary:

"I've never met a naiad before," Daichi said, soft words passing his lips as he examined.

The naiad shrunk away under his gaze but stepped forward slowly. "I've never met a human."

Daichi smiled. He extended a calloused hand. "I'm Daichi."

The naiad took a small step forward, examining his hand. “Why are you showing me this?”

Daichi laughed. “It’s how humans greet one another. Put your hand on mine.”

The naiad lifted his hand cautiously, putting it against Daichi’s. His skin was cold and wet, but somehow not unpleasant.

Daichi shook his hand softly as he watched in amazement and mild fear.

———————

Daichi, a human carpenter traveling between the kingdoms of Karasuno and Aoba Johsai, meets Sugawara, a curious water spirit.

Day 4 - The Best Time For A Marriage Proposal Is During A Drug Investigation (According to Daichi)

Summary:

"I'm requesting a drug dog next time," Suga complained, stepping off the chair he was using to check the inside of the ceiling fan.

Daichi helped him off the chair. While he was more than capable of getting down on his own, he decided Daichi just wanted to feel helpful.

"We should talk about something," Daichi said in a voice that convinced Suga nothing was too horribly wrong.

The detective raised an eyebrow. "Yeah?"

"Yeah. We've been together for a while-"

He was interrupted by a brick. Not just any brick, but a brick hurtling in through the window and straight into their conversation. Soon after, a man with a gun was also inside the window.

Suga resisted asking 'Doesn't it hurt to climb over all that glass?' in favor of procuring his own gun. Before he could even aim the thing, Daichi had tased the man.

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Sugawara, a detective, is on a drug investigation with his boyfriend, Daichi, who thinks now is a great time to propose.

Day 5 - Chemistry

Summary:

"Sawamura, move to the back with Sugawara."

Suga wasn't paying attention, but he sure as fuck was now. He watched with a slack jaw as Daichi stood and walked to the back, shooting him a friendly smile and plopping down next to him in a chair.

The universe was so kind today.

"I'm Daichi, I don't believe we've met before," he smiled, leaning his arms on the table and looking over at Suga.

Suga tried very hard not to stutter. "I'm Sugawara, but Suga is fine. Nice to meet you."

While Daichi insisted that everyone he met called him by his first name, claiming everyone was his friend, Sugawara decided he was not friendly enough to do that. A nickname would have to do.

Daichi moved his focus back to the professor, who started to explain the project. Suga kept his attention firmly on Daichi's muscular arms that leaned on the table, like always. How he was passing that class, he did not know.

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Daichi and Suga are paired up for a chemistry lab, and Suga is a weak man.

Day 6 - 3 Times Suga and Daichi Weren't Caught by Their Team, and 1 Time They Were

Summary:

Suga and Daichi aren't doing a very good job of keeping their love lives away from their teammates.

Day 7 - Afterparty

Summary:

"I don't think you know what you're doing," Suga laughed, watching Daichi haphazardly try to ice a box mix cake they'd just finished.

"I'm a pro baker, I'll have you know. They invited me to Great British Bake Off, but I declined because I was too busy marrying you," Daichi said, only just now noticing that the cake was, in fact, not fully cooked.

Suga stood behind him, looking at the sink full of dishes and the miscellaneous party decorations strewn about. Music played faintly over the speaker. The aftermath of his birthday party.

——————

Daichi makes Suga a box mix birthday cake after all their friends leave his actual birthday party. Things go wrong. A tradition is carried on.

Andddd that’s all!!! Thanks to anyone and everyone who supported me though this and I can’t wait for next year!!

Jasico Week 2024 - Day 5

Words: 1,913 Rating: General Audiences Type: Oneshot

Description: Jason Grace, college-bound, is the most nervous he's ever been. His boyfriend, Nico, helps him relax.

Sidenote: This fic was written for @jasico-challenges Jasico week 2024 event!

Full fic under the cut! The formatting is a little weird here on Tumblr, so I recommend reading it on AO3 if you're going to. But, if you can put up with the weird dialogue spacing, good on you, go for it

Jason was excited to go to college. He wasn’t so excited to leave Nico back at camp, though. 

He remembered when he had first started looking at colleges after graduating from Edgarton. He sat in the Zeus cabin at Camp Half-blood. While its high ceilings and fancy architecture had never been particularly welcoming, he found himself returning to it more often than not. 

Nico stretched out beside him on his bed. A laptop Leo had fixed up sat in Jason’s lap, likely overheating. He chewed his lip, staring rather intently at the New Rome University pamphlet beside him, and their webpage on the screen. 

He looked up ‘Colleges in California,’ and an abundance popped up, each one looking more appealing than the last. Nico stirred. He closed the tab, guilty for no reason. 

Nico must’ve felt his body tense or just had some keen sense of knowing when his boyfriend was upset because he eyed him curiously for a second before giving up and burring his face back in the pillows. Jason resumed his search. 

“You know you don’t have to go to New Rome, right?” Nico said, slightly muffled from the pillows. 

“What?” Jason asked, half because he couldn’t quite hear him and half because he thought that was a crazy thing to say. 

Everyone in the world had been asking Jason if he was planning on going to NRU. That was an exaggeration, but that was what it felt like to him. After Percy graduated and was proving successful, everyone just assumed Jason would follow in his footsteps. In fact, not following in them would be crazy. 

Nico lifted his head from the pillows. “You can go to a normal college.”

Jason stared at him blankly. “I…know.”

“You sure?” Nico smiled, raising an eyebrow. 

Jason huffed. Nico sat up, putting a hand over Jason’s. 

“You don’t have to be a demigod all the time. It’s fine to just be a person, Jason.”

Jason wasn’t sure when Nico got so profound, but over the years he was noticing that he suddenly had a lot more to say. He managed to read the son of Zeus like a book, constantly reminding him that he should do what he wants, and not what he thinks others would want. 

Nico rubbed Jason’s hand with his thumb. “I know everyone’s telling you to go to NRU, but you don’t have to do that if it’s not what you want.”

Jason intertwined their fingers. “We’d get to see each other more. You’d be at Camp Jupiter anyway.”

“I can teleport,” Nico reminded, leaning his head on his shoulder. 

Jason tangled a hand in his hair. “You shouldn’t. It’s bad for you.”

“We can Iris message.”

“It’s not the same.”

Nico let the silence pool around them for a second. Jason wished he didn’t. 

“I want you to be happy,” Nico said quietly, moving his other hand so Jason’s was sandwiched between his. 

“I know you do.”

“Then why won’t you let yourself?”

Jason looked down at him. He paused, letting the words sink in so deep they started echoing in his head. 

“I don’t know.”

Nico moved his head so he could see the computer screen. “Open the tab you closed,” he said. Jason groaned. “Yeah, you thought you were slick with that, huh?” Nico laughed, watching him open his history and click on the most recent search. Jason rolled his eyes, grinning. 

They spent the rest of the night looking at colleges, wrapped up in each other’s touch. 

A few months later, the two had just finished making their rounds at Camp Jupiter, informing everyone Jason was off to college. They settled into Jason’s brand new car, testing the capabilities of his equally new driving skills, and began the too-long trip to a nice little university on the coast. 

Nico sat in the passenger’s seat, legs crossed as he watched the hills roll by. Jason would’ve taken time to admire him if he wasn’t so busy trying not to crash. 

Once traffic had cleared and they were on a smaller, less stressful road, Nico spoke up. 

“Are you excited?” He asked if only to fill the silence. 

Jason nodded. “Yeah,” he smiled, watching Nico move so he was leaning on the armrest. 

“Nervous?”

“Very much so.”

Nico smiled. “You’ve got nothing to worry about. However, if you join a fraternity, I am legally obliged to break up with you. Sorry.”

Jason rolled his eyes, hands relaxing on the steering wheel. “Darn. There go my plans.”

Jason looked Nico over, now given the chance without the stress of other drivers. He looked so casual, feet perched up on the seat, smiling as they talked. 

“How’s school for you?” Jason asked. Nico had recently started using a homeschooling program with Sally Jackson as his non-legal guardian—the school didn’t have to know that they were of no relation. 

“Good. I like it,” Nico said simply. 

Jason didn’t know how Nico was so casual about things like that. He never shied away from a challenge, even if he was nervous deep down. Jason wished he could do that. 

“What if I don’t like my professors?” Jason said suddenly, vocalizing his fears for no real reason other than knowing Nico would soothe them. 

“Switch classes,” Nico said. “Or, complain about them on Rate My Professors.”

Jason hummed. He’d had bad teachers in school before, how much worse could a professor be? He leaned back in his seat before deciding something else was nagging at him. 

“Do you think I’ll make friends?”

“Yes, I do.”

“Really?”

“Really.”

Jason hummed again, trying to focus back on the road. His mind wandered yet again. 

“I don’t even really have a major picked out…”

Nico put his hand over Jason’s arm. “Jason.”

“What?”

“You’re freaking yourself out. It’ll be ok.”

He sighed, leaning back into the seat. “Yeah. I know.”

Nico rubbed slow circles into his forearm, watching the road for him. “Let yourself have fun with this.”

Silence filled the car again. Nico used his passenger princess privileges to take hold of the aux chord, subjecting Jason to the depths of his playlist. Jason didn’t actually mind as much as he pretended to, mostly because he got to watch Nico’s eyes light up as he explained in painful detail the backgrounds and facts of his favorite bands. 

They finally found themselves parked just outside the dorm building. Orientation was a few days ago, and Jason had attended and visited the dorm hall, so he had the key to his dorm practically burning a hole in his pocket. Nico carried a box with nearly all of Jason’s earthly belongings in it, while Jason had a clothes hamper full of everything he wore balanced on his hip. 

He finally managed to unlock his dorm, then turned to Nico before he opened it. 

“Oh my gods,” he said quietly. “What if I hate my roommate?”

Nico raised an eyebrow. “What?” he said back, not whispering. 

“You heard me!” he hissed. 

Nico chuckled before reaching over and opening the door himself. “You, Jason Grace, are not capable of hate. Besides, it’ll be fine.”

The door swung open, revealing a plain room with one desk and…one bed. It was a single room. 

Nico punched his arm playfully. “Boom. Just like I said. No problem.” He sat the box down on the floor, looking around. He tugged open the blinds, looking out at a bunch of concrete and the brick on the other side of the building. “And what a great view,” he joked. 

Jason rolled his eyes for the millionth time and walked over to wrap his arms around his boyfriend. 

“Are you going to be pessimistic all day?”

Nico feigned offensive. “I’ve been the picture of optimism all week, Jason. I’m wounded.”

Jason looked over at the slightly pathetic twin XL. An idea sprung to mind. 

“You should stay the night with me tonight.”

Nico laughed. “I don’t think that’s allowed.”

“When have you ever cared for rules?”

Nico laughed, letting Jason pull him into the middle of the room. He pulled Nico flush against his chest, wrapping his arms around him. 

“I don’t think we can both fit on that bed,” Nico said, a smile evident in his voice. 

“You can sleep on the floor.”

“I regret offering to help you move in.”

Jason laughed, and they got to work decorating his dorm with the few things he’d brought with him.

Once they were done, the sun had long set and it was far past visiting hours. Somehow, they hadn’t gotten caught yet. 

They both sat on the edge of the bed, talking absently about nothing and everything at the same time. Jason looked at the clock now on his nightstand and decided it was late enough to justify wrapping his arms around Nico and tugging him to lie down. 

Nico laughed as he was dragged, letting Jason put his head on his heart. Jason felt the laugh reverberate in his chest and decided it was his favorite sound. 

The bed was mildly uncomfortable, and they were practically on top of each other to fit. Although, they probably would’ve ended up like that anyway, so it didn’t matter all too much. 

“Do you remember, on the Argo, the night after the…” Jason trailed off. 

“Cupid incident?” Nico offered. 

“Yeah. When we stayed together in my room because I didn’t want you to take the couch again, but it was super awkward because we both had to fit on my bed.”

“I’m well aware. I was so embarrassed I thought I was going to die.”

Jason laughed. He was also pretty mortified at the time but was at least glad that Nico was getting some sleep. 

“That was when I realized I liked you,” Jason said. 

Nico looked down at him. “Really?”

“Yeah. You looked cute sleeping.”

Nico rolled his eyes, shoving him playfully. Jason pushed him back, starting a war. They had to stop pretty soon into their roughhousing, though, as they realized they were probably going to get caught if they kept being loud. 

“When did you realize you liked me?” Jason asked, moving to see Nico’s face. 

His cheeks twinged red. “It’s super dumb and embarrassing.”

Jason laughed, “I don’t care.”

Nico pushed him again, a little softer. “It was also on the Argo, near the end of the quest. I was sitting up in the crow’s nest, watching you and Leo talk on the deck. I was running on, like, ten minutes of sleep and it was late, so you were just in pajama pants, no shirt.”

Jason laughed, holding him tighter. “All it took was me being shirtless.”

Nico rolled his eyes. “I don’t know. I was just sitting there and thinking, mostly about you, then I looked down and you were just standing there. I had an ‘ah shit’ moment where I just kinda short-circuited.”

Jason laughed again, leaning against him. Nico huffed. “It’s not that funny,” he chuckled. 

Jason pulled him impossibly closer. “This really is just like old times.”

“The mattress is just as uncomfortable as the ones on the Argo.”

They continued their reminiscing late into the night, and mentally kicked themselves when Nico had to wake up early to catch the bus back to Camp Jupiter. 

Somehow, in the darkness of his dorm that night, Jason found all his worries melting away. He was starting something new, but, for once, he was excited about it.