You can refer to my MAL! But, off the top of my head, I’ve read: Fruits Basket, Strobe Edge, Hirunaka no Ryuusei (kinda), Tonari no Kaibutsu-kun, Kimi ni Todoke.
note: i wrote a shizume thing, so here’s a mazume thing to make it even, but these will really be the only things i’m writing for the pairs because i am not confident of portraying these ships well!!
She wakes up to the sound of the third alarm clock ringing and breakfast cooking in the kitchen. Suzume tries to sink deeper into her mattress, knocking the clock off the bedside stand with the back of her hand. It lands with a thunk on the floor in a familiar fashion to the two before it. And then, right on cue, she feels someone rip the toasty blanket off her and unleash the window blinds so that the sun hits her squarely in the face.
Mamura is merciless.
On Monday, he wakes up an hour earlier than usual, packs his briefcase, and takes the long walk to school. It’s one of many aimless routines to get him accustomed to the beginning of the week. After school, when he’s done with draggy meetings and confused students asking questions after class and marking homework he’d procrastinated on the week before, Shishio makes his way home to his little apartment. It’s a quiet development - boring is the best way to put it, but peace and quiet is the kind of thing that he needs to get used to now that he’s no longer a teenager.
cress/skyla club!au + pearl/sapphire living across the hall!au, i think your dog likes my dog!au, basically all the pearl/sapphire AUs!!
A baseball bat was handed to her.
Natsume held it loosely with both her hands. It was much heavier than the one she always used at Micchan’s batting center. This bat was designed for the players of a proper, competitive team - the Syoyo baseball team. The fact that she was holding onto a bat that belonged to Sasayan’s teammate wasn’t supposed to disturb her this much.
"… What am I supposed to do with this?"
Sasayan, who had been digging around the equipment in the gym’s storage room, looked over his shoulder and narrowed his eyes, pressing his lips together. Exhausted as he was, he managed to summon up an incredulous look just for her. It was strange that Natsume found this annoyed expression, of all things, heartening. It reminded her that despite all that had happened in the last few hours, not everything had changed, and not everything had been lost.
"Good morni-… oh. I take that back."
Mayaka withdrew the smile she was preparing to give the moment the tall university student stepped up to the cash register. She’d seen him all too often around campus, but did her best to pretend that he didn’t exist, hard as it was considering that she’d seen him sitting in one or two of her classes. Just how bad was her luck?
"The usual," the young man yawned. In one efficient gesture, he placed the exact cost for a medium cup of black coffee on the counter. He never asked for anything else. No extra flavour, no ice, no milk or vanilla or cinnamon. Mayaka also noticed, irritatedly, that he never made any effort to engage in small talk even when the coffeshop was quiet and dreary - this seemed to be his favourite time to settle on a table in the corner and read a book.
By the fifth time she’d seen him dragging himself in here, Mayaka thought she had a pretty good idea of the kind of person he was - the kind she couldn’t stand. He never left his name for her, and she never asked, but gradually, she learned to deal with this. She had a penchant for handling these difficult kinds of boys.
"For the slug," she announced as she placed the hot mug of coffee on the left counter. The boy responded to it, looking almost insulted.
Almost. Not quite there yet.
Mayaka looked forward to the day where she’d finally get a reaction from him.
1.) Give me a pairing.
2.) Give me an AU setting.
3.) I will write you a three-sentence fic.
I’m sorry but I never really got into that ship!! The only KnK piece I’ve written (and will probably ever write?) is this Mirai/Mitsuki one.
fandom: ping pong the animation
summary: she’s not going be that flower
i tried answering in a few sentences but then it became paragraphs