My Sweet Heart

Word Count: 2,281

Summary: A power outage strikes S4 HQ in the dead of night, plunging the distinguished building into darkness. Nova and Fushimi are left stranded in the shadows, ultimately deciding their best bet to combat this mess (really their only option) is to pinpoint the cause.

Author’s Note: A new K Proj fic after all this time?? Well, I can’t technically count this as entirely new, considering this has been in my drafts since last year. I kept putting off posting it because I get self conscious writing for/adding in other chara interactions, and I just worried that this premise was too embarrassing…but it’s actually really good and I want to post it so I’m going to lol. The mention of it being winter tells you just how long I’ve had this in the works. Just a cute little fic inspired by something that happened in one of the light novels (the previous event Saruhiko mentions at some point in the fic) with some additional character interaction thrown in…hopefully it really isn’t too awkward ^^’ thanks for reading!
“This is, like, the worst thing ever.”

“Oh, don’t be so dramatic.”

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Word Count: 961

Summary: Beach days aren’t really their thing, but when they’re together, everything becomes at least a little bit more enjoyable.

Author’s Note: My first personal entry for F/O February, and it’s not even that exciting lol. I’ve been writing some things for my friends for the other days, and I plan on continuing to do that for any of the prompts I feel fit their selfships better than my own. It’s funny, because I really suck at coming up with scenarios for beach related prompts, considering the beach isn’t really my favorite place to vacation, but as demonstrated in this fic, I can usually find something to like about it if I have my f/o(s) there to make things a little more bearable u.u
“C’mon, are you guys gonna get in the water or not?”

“At least get up and play some volleyball with us!”

“Look at this neat crab I found--GAH.”

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Word Count: 1,083

Summary: Nova and Saruhiko find themselves attending to their duties in the cold one afternoon, and there’s more than one way to try and stay warm.

Author’s Note: This is a little something I whipped up as part of celebrating the anniversary of my self insert blog! It doesn’t really have anything to do with that, thematically or otherwise, I just wanted to write something nice and this prompt has been on my list. So I figured why not knock it out, and I think it turned out really cute ;w; I’m happy with it, and that’s all that really matters; thank you for reading!
“Ugh, it’s freezing,” Nova lamented as she crossed her arms. She pinned her ears flat against her head and wound her tail around her legs in a paltry attempt to stave off the chill.

“Hey, I don’t want to hear you complaining. I thought you liked this type of weather?” Saruhiko rebutted, seeming less than affected by the nip in the air despite the matching uniforms they sported.

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Word Count: 2,678

Summary: Caught up in the tail end of a detainment mission that’s been pushing not just she, but the rest of her companions to the edge, Nova disregards her own limits and commits to making a final stand for the good of the organization and the city.

*Author’s Note*: Was inspired to write something tense and dramatic like this a while ago, finally got it typed up. Nothing special but a bit of a deviation from my usual MO in an effort to expand my horizons a bit.

The air was heavy, smothering. It was almost enough to clog her lungs, to disrupt her senses long enough to make her lose sight of the objective. Lightning shattered the sky, the resounding thunder evidence of the broken pieces that scattered in its wake. Rain pounded the pavement, splashing and saturating every crack in the asphalt as she drug herself forward. She could have commanded the storm if she liked. She could have cleared a space in the downpour, formed a barrier like a dome to keep herself dry and safe…but in her fatigue she couldn’t spare any concentration for even the slightest exertion. There was no sense in wasting the dwindling dregs of her energy on such an empty, unproductive gesture.

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Word Count: 3,046

Summary: Nova reflects on the details of her transition following her acceptance of the Blue King’s surprising offer to join his ranks. However, even in her contemplation she can’t seem to ignore the one constant that refuses to cease tormenting her thoughts. As much as she knows she needs to forget, she can’t find it in herself to banish those memories altogether…he’s always been the only real source of comfort in her darkest hours, after all.

*Author’s Note*: Pre-S4 verse introduction, involving Nova and Saruhiko’s unexpected reunion when they both happen to end up at S4 and the stressful exchange that ensues. To be continued in part 2.

The facility’s pristine, elegant interior had become unusually comforting to her despite her first impressions. She wasn’t sure if it was the result of some kind of twisted Stockholm syndrome, or if she’d developed a genuine acceptance of the place. It was hard to believe the latter was possible, considering the short amount of time she’d been here. But so much had transpired in that time, so much had changed…both around her and within. She hesitantly pressed her fingers to her chest, applying minimal pressure as she focused on the fabric’s smooth, high quality texture. It was unmistakable evidence of the uniform she’d be wearing every day for the foreseeable future. To her surprise, she didn’t actually find it all that uncomfortable, either.

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Word Count: 1,283

Summary: He wants to know about the moment she realized she was in love with him, and she finds herself a little overwhelmed by the question…but not averse to answering it.

*Author’s Note*: This is another warm up prompt based on one of those writing sentence starter posts, my go to when I don’t know what to write. I’ve been trying to tweak Fushimi’s characterization a little since I usually feel like I write him way too OOC, and I’d like to take steps to rectify that a bit. Other than that, this is just another sweet little drabble, I hope you enjoy!

“When did you realize you were in love with me?”

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Word Count: 1,677

Summary: Hot tea or coffee is usually more than enough to help them greet the morning, and sometimes it even serves as a catalyst for the host of playful shenanigans that have become amusingly commonplace between them.

*Author’s Note*: I’ve been wanting to write something like this for forever but I just never got around to it. Now I finally have! It kind of trailed off into…something I didn’t expect in the end, with Nova getting pissy over nothing, but…I kind of liked how it played out, idk, if that’s what came out while I was writing it I felt like it was just natural and good enough to leave it. So this fic kind of veers off halfway through into something I wasn’t anticipating, and I’m sorry for that, but I still think it’s sweet and good. I miss writing things for me and Saruhiko T^T hopefully I’ll have more ideas and time to do that soon, but until then here’s this humble offering. I hope you enjoy!

When she’d first started working for this distinguished supernatural police force, mornings were practically always hectic and wild. The flow was hard to keep up with as people bobbed and weaved and dashed through the halls, all rushing to get to their respective stations on time. Sometimes, things still turned out that way, especially when emergencies arose. But her experience had also exponentially settled and improved, and she could attribute most of that improvement to one simple individual. First of all, even when he was stressed, he usually did his best to conceal it. Even if you could see the agitation and exhaustion in his eyes, he never wavered in his pace, and completed every assignment he was tasked with on time, if not a little sooner. That disciplined nature of his helped influence her own routine, as well as the fact that he was her primary superior. She learned quickly that if she didn’t answer to him in the manner he expected, she was sure to face a barrage of consequences that she swiftly became eager to avoid at all costs.

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Word Count: 2,735

Summary: Nova and Fushimi have a heart to heart about the year they’ve spent together, and what it means to them.

*Author’s Note*: A fic I wrote to celebrate my one year anniversary with Saruhiko and oof, I’m trying not to get stupidly teary. It’s hard for me to describe exactly how I feel about him and what he means to me…he’s just extremely important to me. His character interests me, makes me feel good, and I identify with him more than I should, probably because I read into things too much and make a lot of stuff up. But he’s still special to me, immensely so, and probably always will be. This takes place on the roof of building where we first said I love you to each other (fic here) and uhhhh just jgilejslgs. Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy!

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For once, the facility was mostly quiet. As far as she could tell no squads had been sent out or vehicles dispatched to take care of one of the several criminal activities that were probably unfolding in the city right at this moment. They would come to the Captain’s attention soon enough, and when they did, appropriate measures would be taken to quell whatever unfortunate chaos had been stirred up. Things would be put back in their place, culprits would be subdued and taken in, and the setting in which such events had transpired would end up looking as uneventful as it had before it’d been employed as a battle ground for supernatural exploitation. Nova was just glad no one was asking her for anything, prodding her to do something, reminding her of some task she needed to finish. She was used to the workload by now, even fond of it to a certain extent, to the duties and itineraries that kept this complex operation running. But tonight she had her own agenda, a special occasion that took precedence over anything else.

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Word Count: 3,995

Summary: Following her induction into Scepter 4, Nova receives her first official assignment as an apprentice to the organization’s third-in-command. Despite a rocky introduction, their meeting has a greater impact on them than they ever could have anticipated.

*Author’s Note*: The first of a number of prompts I plan to do that have been plucked off of this prompt list. I’ve been dying to write some stuff for this selfship because it’s my favorite thing right now, but there has been a LOT of stuff going on irl, this month is just gonna be so busy and crazy and. Ugh. Anyway I’m taking refuge in Fushimi but I needed some prompts to stir my creative juices, so here’s my “official” version of our first meeting. I hope you enjoy.

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Finally, Nova’s processing as a new recruit was complete; she was officially inducted as a Blue Clansman, a fresh face joining the ranks of Scepter 4. She was grateful, nervous, curious, excited…so many emotions churned inside her she couldn’t settle on just one. She’d been granted a week of leave by the Captain in order to get her bearings, starting with the necessities of learning the headquarters’ layout, getting accustomed to her new schedule, receiving her uniform and her saber, and acclimating to her dorm. 

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