manga trash blog with bonus puns

as you may have noticed, roughly half of the fics on my ao3 have been deleted.

i've deleted all my fics about police officers. also, after some thought, i also deleted my non-AU bnha fics, because although they might not be “cops” in name, they are law enforcement. i do not want to be a part of the system that glorifies the police.

at the moment i haven’t deleted other profession AUs and high school era fics, but i will continue to reflect on their relation to the source material. even if you enjoyed the deleted fics, please do not circulate them in other formats (PDFs, EPUBs, etc).

i also encourage other writers to think about cop fic they’ve written. while it may be fun and escapist for you, it still encourages the idea that antiblack and killer cops are just “bad apples” and that good cops exist. let’s dismantle that system of thought.

For All I’m Worth | Explicit | Part 2 of 2 | 20k | SabiGiyuu

“I know you’re not taking me seriously,” Sabito says. He doesn’t look at Giyū or slow his pace, so Giyū settles his eyes on the back of Sabito’s head. “But that doesn’t change the fact that I am trying to make you my husband.”

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For All I’m Worth | Explicit | Part 1 of 2 | 9k | SabiGiyuu

Sabito backs up from the table a little, presses his hands against the floor in front of him, and bows so deeply that his forehead almost brushes the tatami.

“Please take me as your husband.”

Giyū’s glad that Sabito waited until after he’d finished eating, because otherwise he would have probably choked on something in surprise.

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Sincerely Yours | Teen | 10k | EraserMic

“Did you eat a bouquet or something?” Hizashi asks, a little hysterically.

“Why would I eat a bouquet?” Shōta snaps, but his voice comes out uncomfortably raspy, his throat still raw.

“Why else would you be puking up flowers?” Hizashi retorts, and, well. Shōta can’t really argue with that logic.

(Or: Hanahaki)

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Thinkin’ ‘bout Forever | Teen | 16k | Part 2 of 2 | RaihanLeon

“I always look good when I’m battling,” Raihan says, trying to ignore the flush of heat creeping up his neck. “Doubles or not.” 

 “True,” Leon laughs.

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Thinkin’ ‘bout Forever | Teen | 7k | Part 1 of 2 | RaihanLeon

The last time he’d been dragged into having dinner with Leon’s family, Leon’s gram had asked him when the wedding was. As in, his wedding to Leon.

Honestly, Raihan would prefer to avoid Leon’s gram if she can see through his crush that easily.

Of course, Leon, the bastard, had just laughed and said they “weren’t quite there yet.”

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like/dislike | Teen | 8k | EraserMic

“I don’t dislike your face,” Shōta says slowly.

“Oh,” Hizashi replies, instead of, Please kiss me right now. “I guess we could try, then. A date or something. If you don’t dislike my face.”

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Blue | Teen | 17k | SabiGiyuu | Kimetsu no Yaiba

“Where am I?” Giyū manages, his voice barely louder than a whisper.

“I brought you to a wisteria house,” Sabito replies. “I mean, you’re wearing the uniform of the Demon Slaying Corps, so I figured it’d be okay.”

Giyū blinks at Sabito slowly. He’d been expecting an answer more along the lines of “the afterlife” or “purgatory.”

“Anyway, I’m Sabito,” Sabito continues, and Giyū feels more and more lost with every word. “Although you probably know me as the Water Pillar.”

(Or: A convenient demon blood technique sends Giyū to a timeline where he's dead and Sabito's alive.)

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Hook, Line, and Sinker | Explicit | 26k | COMPLETE | EraserMic

A minute and twenty profiles later, Shōta’s about to exit out of the dating app when a certain picture catches his eye.

Shōta stares. After all, he hadn’t thought someone would be enough of an idiot to try to use superstar singer Present Mic’s face to catfish people.

Slowly, a smirk spreads over his face, and he likes the profile.

(Or: Shōta decides to mess with a catfish. Only the catfish isn't actually a catfish.)

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Hook, Line, and Sinker | Explicit | 26k | Part 4 of 4 | EraserMic

Hey.

So.

Shōta eyes the messages warily as they pop up on his phone screen.

Do you wanna meet my cats?

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Hook, Line, and Sinker | Explicit | 18k | Part 3 of 4 | EraserMic

“I thought you said you knew!” Hiza – Present – Hizashi exclaims, because apparently Shōta’s gone quiet for too long. He quickly puts his mask back on, sneaking another look around the café, and adjusts his hat so that the bill obscures his face a little more.

“It’s,” Shōta replies, searching for an answer, “different seeing you in person.”

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Hook, Line, and Sinker | Explicit | 11k | Part 2 of 4 | EraserMic

What makes you think I don’t listen to J-pop?

Hizashi’s answer doesn’t come as quickly as it usually does, and for a moment Shōta wonders if he’s pushed too hard. It would be a shame to end this game so soon, especially when he’s started actually enjoying their conversations and he’s getting cat photos out of it.

Call it intuition.

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Hook, Line, and Sinker | Explicit | 6k | Part 1 of 4 | EraserMic

A minute and twenty profiles later, Shōta’s about to exit out of the dating app when a certain picture catches his eye.

Shōta stares. After all, he hadn’t thought someone would be enough of an idiot to try to use superstar singer Present Mic’s face to catfish people.

Slowly, a smirk spreads over his face, and he likes the profile.

(Or: Shōta decides to mess with a catfish. Only the catfish isn't actually a catfish.)

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find a way to make you mine | Teen | 8k | EraserMic

“I pierced my ear and it’s bleeding.”

Now it’s Hizashi’s turn to go quiet.

“Wait, you, like, cut your ear on something?” Hizashi finally manages, confusion evident in his voice.

“I pierced it,” Shōta repeats, a little tightly. “I bought a DIY piercing kit.”

(Or: Shōta pierces his ear to get Hizashi's attention. It goes about as well as expected.)

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make yourself smaller | Teen | 8k | EraserMic

“Hizashi,” Shōta says, cutting Hizashi off abruptly. “Shut up.”

Hizashi blinks at him for a moment, caught off guard.

“I need to get this done before fifth period,” Shōta continues, keeping his eyes fixed firmly on his computer screen. “You’re being annoying.”

“Sorry,” Hizashi replies, a little haltingly.

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Spoiled Baby | Explicit | 3k | Medical Examiner Dr. Qin | Li Dabao/Lin Tao/Qin Ming

“You identified the suspect all on your own,” Dabao says, patting Lin Tao on the shoulder. “You beat us to it.”

Qin Ming nods, and Lin Tao gets the distinct feeling of a small child being congratulated on solving a basic arithmetic problem.

(Or: An add on to episode 13, where Lin Tao sulks after Qin Ming doesn't give him the chance to explain crime mapping.)

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Pick and Choose | Teen | 12k | Part 2 of 2 | EraserMic

“My mother’s starting to like you.”

Hizashi looks up from the mixing bowl he’s holding, in order to blink at Shōta.

“Are you sure about that?” Hizashi asks, eyeing Shōta dubiously. “Because she almost brained me with a tennis ball this morning.”

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Pick and Choose | Teen | 6k | Part 1 of 2 | EraserMic

“So, uh,” Hizashi says, a little awkwardly. “What do you do for a living? Shōta’s never actually told me.”

More accurately, Shōta usually just says “business” and leaves it at that.

“I’m the CEO of Aizawa Industries,” Shōta’s mother answers easily, and Hizashi almost chokes on his tea.

(Or: Shōta's parents are trying to arrange a marriage for him so Hizashi agrees to fake date him.)

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