My Sweet Heart

Word Count: 855

Summary: There’s nothing better than admiring the sand and sea with the person you cherish most under the soft, pale light of the moon.

Author’s Note: Although I don’t have him listed as a main anymore, Cyrus still occupies a very significant place in my heart. I mean, I still feel the same about him as a I always did, even if he’s not on my mind as much/I’m not developing things for my selfship with him as actively. But damn, he’s still so beautiful and sweet and wonderful and amazing…and today is Octopath’s 2nd anniversary! So, while I didn’t originally plan on making anything for it, I’ve been thinking about Cyrus a bit more frequently and changed my mind to whip up this short and sweet little exchange. Thank you for reading!
The sky was clear and the moon was full, its pale glow serving as a brilliant centerpiece amidst countless clusters of shimmering stars…it was the kind of setting that took her breath away. She loved calm, quiet evenings like this; they tended to create moments and experiences she would’ve held onto for an eternity, if only she could. The gusts carried in on the current of the uneven waves were cool as they caressed her, promptly sweeping away any humidity or worries that happened to linger in her head longer than she liked. Here on the coast just outside of town, basking in the light of the moon’s ethereal visage while the tide ebbed and waned against the shore…there were few places she felt more safe and at ease. Then again, just being in a certain someone’s presence also had a similarly soothing effect on her.

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Word Count: 3,655

Summary: Coming to terms with a secret she would have been better off not knowing, Nova faces the consequences of her nosiness at the hands of the last person that wanted her to find out.

Author’s Note: I don’t know what it is about this fic, but I just really like the way it came out. I went back and forth a lot about whether or not I was going to rework it, despite complaining about the fact that I didn’t want to do that, because I felt like I messed up the flow and characterization and how I originally wanted this whole thing to play out…but playing around with it, I think I was able to get closer to the exchange I wanted without having to start from scratch. If I really wanted to, I suppose I could write an alternate scenario to go with this, but for now I’m just gonna present it as is. Thank you for reading!
“Li, just let me go, let me--”

“Be quiet.”

Ah, he was angry. Well, that was understandable, she supposed, considering the veritable nightmare that’d just transpired between them. The less than fortuitous turn of events that had ended in Nova uncovering the sordid, closely guarded details of his little--or rather, actually quite big--stash of secrets. She didn’t know where he was hauling her, dragging her by the arm like a leashed animal. There was no escaping or breaking his iron grip that was more fittingly like a shackle around her wrist. But the destination wasn’t that important, was it? Not as important as the mind boggling, life altering revelation that the previously innocent looking and charming man she’d had a hand in setting her best friend up with was actually an infamous, notorious, lethal Contractor.

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Word Count: 1,356

Summary: Nova and Dazai have a heart to heart about some of the less appealing parts of his past.

Author’s Note: This is a short and sweet fic to round off the week. CW for discussion of self harm, scars, etc. Not too graphic, but if that stuff makes you uncomfortable I’d steer clear of this piece. It’s not as expansive as I would have liked, and I may either revamp or revisit the topic with a similar/more lengthy piece, but the format falls in line with what I had planned to whip up for this week, so I’m just posting this one as is. Just an excuse to write some cute fluff as well as share one of my headcanons about Dazai’s ability (that it has a knock back effect that has a physical impact on him every time he uses it) because it’s one of my favorites and I just think it’s neat lol. Thank you for reading!
Beams of silver light streamed through the window, bathing the room in their pale, frosty glow. They pooled on the bed and cascaded across the floor, creating an almost ephemeral scene that felt even more surreal to the individuals that were caught up in it. Despite the chill that one might be tempted to associate with such a display, the atmosphere in the room was undeniably warm, inviting. That was the atmosphere they’d created for themselves, though, the feeling they’d kindled between them to suit the needs of their intimate exchange. It was strange for them to be together like this…or at least, it was something they were still getting used to. But adjusting to this new normal wasn’t unpleasant, or even that difficult…it just took time.

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Word Count: 1,070

Summary: After a bad day, what better way is there to unwind than finding solace in the arms of a dear friend.

Author’s Note: This is a fic I’ve been meaning to write for a while orz digging into the drafts is always such an ordeal lol. Anyway, the first time I saw this scene in BNA it made me want to lose my mind because I couldn’t believe Shirou could be so RUDE but that’s okay I forgive him lol. I don’t even remember if there was a specific vent thing I was writing this fic for in the first place, either, so now I guess the conflict doesn’t really matter. The point is, from the beginning of this ship I’ve seen Shirou and Nova as the type to act the same way around each other whether they’re in a platonic or romantic relationship. I mean, they kiss more and hold hands when they’re dating, but. They feel comfortable enough around each other to just be chill and intimate like this at any point, so I decided to write a fic to show that dynamic off a little. Thank you for reading!
“Luna, you home?”

Slamming the door shut behind her with a resolute click, it was clear by every aspect of her appearance that Nova was perturbed. Slipping her shoes off one at a time before tossing them in the usual spot, they clattered noisily against the hard floor. Any number of things could have been the catalyst for her less than amiable mood, but at this point the cause wasn’t really that important. How she reacted, what she did with these feelings now was the real issue, and she didn’t really know how to deal with them. She struggled to spare them any significant thought, focusing instead on how they affected her, how frustrated and stressed out and all around bad they made her feel.

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Word Count: 1,660

Summary: Being chased down by a violent assailant is never fun, and getting preoccupied in the midst of the chase is even worse…but it’s not like she could really help it.

Author’s Note: I want to laugh about this fic but also I really like it. This is an exchange/scenario I thought up after seeing some pics (like this) of Hei’s assassin attire…that man is fuckin toned and I love it okay. And apparently I’m not the only one since they utilized something along those lines as a plot point in one of the official OVAs. And so does Nova, by default, so here’s a little bit of her being a total dumbass about it lol. Thank you for reading!
If things kept up this way, Nova was sure she’d be more familiar with the twists and turns of the Tokyo backstreets than she ever wanted to be. Pressing on despite the fatigue, desperately hoping her second wind would kick in any second now, she sprinted after her companion with all her might. Unbeknownst to her, he was actually going easy on her; he didn’t really have a choice. It was his fault she was mixed up in all this…well, that wasn’t entirely true, but he couldn’t help feeling at least partially responsible. That was just part of the burden of guilt he chose to bear, a self-inflicted punishment he felt he deserved.

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Word Count: 2,842

Summary: From one black cat to another, Nova’s been struggling with her conflicted feelings regarding a complicated relationship she helped cultivate. Despite her better judgment, she’s adopted a routine of airing her concerns to a friendly neighborhood cat that just happens to show up every now and again.

Author’s Note: WOW this fic turned into A Lot, I really wasn’t intending for it to get this long, or even necessarily for it to take the turn it did, but…well, this selfship has been keeping me pretty busy lately. Since I don’t have an official bio typed up yet, I’ll just refer people to this post in case they’re confused where this sudden series is coming from. Also, there’s a little bit of lost context in here, mostly because I didn’t want to try fitting it in. In case it isn’t obvious through other hints, though, in this verse Nova has a complicated home life and actively tries to avoid it. This is something her friend notices and also clearly something she shows in her mannerisms and reactions, whether she’s aware of it or not. I don’t really have much more to say other than thanks for reading, and expect more material for this selfship, because it’s the absolute center of my universe right now lol.
It was a mild evening, the kind she didn’t mind taking a walk in. To be completely honest, recently she’d been looking for almost any excuse to stay out of the house. Thoughts coalesced in her head like a thick fog, obscuring her understanding, overwhelming her faculties. She strode along with a simple look on her face; any common passerby wouldn’t have thought twice about it. Or perhaps they would have found the blank, empty stare unsettling. It certainly felt unsettling, the chill that set in with the fog as it seeped into her brain and bones. Normally she didn’t mind the cold, but right now…frostbite was the last thing she wanted to add to the various maladies assaulting her injured heart.

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Word Count: 2,037

Summary: Tsuchigomori catches Nova by surprise while she’s browsing the shelves one afternoon, and the exchange that follows is one of the last things either of them are really prepared for.

Author’s Note: I meant to get back on a role of posting things regularly from the beginning of this month since I did so well pushing myself last month, but then…well, I don’t need to get into the stuff everyone already knows about. It’s been rough, but I finally pushed myself to edit some things, one of which happened to be this fic that almost gave me a heart attack upon revisiting it. I’ve definitely been feeling Some Type Of Way about most of my f/os as of late, and I’m sure this fic illustrates that to some degree, but I’ll be honest I just think it turned out awesome and I’m very happy with it lol. Thank you for reading!
This place was mystical and mysterious to her, but what else could she expect? She waded through the shallow water splashing around her ankles, an indication that she no longer inhabited the mortal plane. It didn’t feel quite like the water she was used to, but that was just another thing to be expected, of course. Because it wasn’t really water, and this place wasn’t really just another dusty looking library tucked away in some quiet, ordinary school. While the webs that clung to the ceiling and shelves might not have appeared too out of place, the floating lights and crystals dancing through the air certainly did.

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Word Count: 1,435

Summary: Enjoying the stunning view of the sunset with someone you love is one of life’s simple pleasures, and Nova and Raymond have learned how to take advantage of that particular pastime on their quiet, tranquil tropical locale.

Author’s Note: This is my first Animal Cr0ssing fic and I’m honestly a little anxious to post it, but I worked hard on it so I’m going through with it anyway lol. I actually came up with the idea for this one (which isn’t much of an idea to begin with orz) because I’ve been getting depressed seeing some negative stuff on twitter...so I kind of put this piece together to make myself feel a little better. I know Raymond is super popular and kind of controversial but I just like him as a character…he’s cute and sweet and charming and funny and anyway this is how I’d spend my evenings with him if I could T^T I hope you enjoy!
Sunlight danced on the caps of the rolling waves as they broke against the soft, warm sand, making the water’s surface shimmer and sparkle like starlight. It wouldn’t be long before the fiery expanse above was replaced in a similar way, plunged into darkness with only scarce pinpricks of illumination to pierce the shadows of the night. The moon would bathe the island in its pale, gentle glow from shore to shore, and if the inhabitants were lucky enough, perhaps a few stars would even happen to fall before their eyes. Nova wiggled her toes in the sand, watching as the granules shifted and settled around her, adapting to her movement. Although she preferred the mild, cooler weather of the fall and winter months, she’d been learning how to appreciate this tropical climate from a new perspective ever since she’d taken up residence on this once deserted island paradise.

“Something on your mind?”

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Word Count: 2,016

Summary: While accompanying her creator on a routine visit to the Agency, Nova encounters some of the members she hasn’t had a chance to meet yet firsthand. One of them has an uncomfortable aura she can’t quite grasp, but the pieces fall into place when it’s revealed that he just so happens to have the horrifying power to erase her existence with a simple touch.

Author’s Note: Idk why but I’ve been on a roll with first meeting/first encounter fics lately…maybe because it’s just easier for me to envision those types of scenarios, or perhaps that’s just the kind of mood I’m in. But I’ll run out of characters that I can write that kind of thing for eventually, so I’m sure it’ll be out of my system soon enough lmao. As with my Shirou piece, I’m not 100% sure that this is what I want Dazai and Nova’s first encounter to look like, but I liked the way this piece came out, so I’m posting it anyway lol. Thanks for reading!
Another routine visit to this dull, dreary office building. If she could, Nova would have preferred to waste her time in the cafe on the ground floor, but those weren’t the orders she’d been given. The lights on the ceiling flickered and buzzed, their illumination compounded by any sunlight that happened to pour in through the window at the end of the hall. There was the door with the glass pane and the plaque that decorated it, indicating the nature of what awaited you should you happen to go inside. Nova had visited this place on several occasions now, and each one only seemed to grow more boring than the last. Left to stand guard in the hall by the Agency’s entrance, she’d mainly been pushed to the side like this so she didn’t get in the way. That was fine; she was used to that kind of treatment. She wasn’t really a person, after all. So why should she be treated like one?

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Word Count: 1,592

Summary: A new rumor has started circulating at Kamome Academy, one about a mysterious cat that allegedly grants people good luck. Few know of the cryptic feline’s true nature, of course; what’s the point of trying to unravel a rumor anyway?

Author’s Note: Hello to anyone reading this!! I am trying to make a tentative return from my months-long hiatus, working on some new fics that have to do with some of my new F/Os! This happens to be one of them, since I got into JSHK pretty recently (specifically for this chara that I happened to regrettably catch a glimpse of one day--the story of my life) and have naturally fallen down the rabbit hole as usual of thinking about all sorts of new ship things and wanting to write new scenarios…so hopefully I’ll have the time and energy to keep it up! I’m not sure how frequently I’ll be able to do so, but I have quite a few ideas for F/Os both old and new that I’d like to get serious about finishing, so…here’s hoping summer will be more beneficial for my productivity, lol.
Have you heard the rumor--the one about the elusive black cat that roams the library bookstacks? Its eyes are like black holes, and shooting stars streak through its fur. They say it’s like an extension of the shadows, an aimless spirit cursed to wander the stacks for all eternity. It’s not a very dangerous apparition, or even that threatening. No, I’ve heard that if you see it, even just a glimpse out of the corner of your eye, good fortune and prosperity are sure to follow! Almost like making a wish. It’s a bit of a strange story, a little out of place compared to the reputation of the other Seven Wonders. But this spirit isn’t a Wonder in and of itself, so maybe the same standards don’t apply? Only time will tell…

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