Chapters: 1/? Fandom: 終わりのセラフ | Owari no Seraph | Seraph of the End Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Hyakuya Mikaela/Hyakuya Yuuichirou Characters: Hyakuya Yuuichirou, Hyakuya Mikaela, Ichinose Guren, Hiiragi Shinya Additional Tags: Fantasy AU, Fire Powers, Ice Powers, Curses, True Love’s Kiss, inspired by listening too much to Freeze You Out, Fairy Tales Influences, Mild Angst, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Slow Burn Summary:
Yuuichirou had always been known to have a fiery personally. Though his abilities made that quite literal. Adopted into royalty and carrying a dark past, he one day stumbles upon his polar opposite whose burden runs even deeper.
A bond as intense as fire and as beautiful as ice is formed.
Here I go, venturing in another multi-chapter fic instead of finishing the ones I already have going on :’) I’m not even sorry because I’M SO EXCITED FOR THIS AU <3
@iamyour-lust brought up something that I would like to address. It has to do with fandoms and I want to dispel some misconceptions and maybe some fears. I would also be giving you lovely people a basic idea of how I will run this blog since it is technically a multi-fandom blog.
These will go onto a rule page when I am at a computer.
I make ask calls until I know people well enough to feel comfortable sending asks when I feel like it. Not everybody wants Shame in their inbox. Shame is not the same as other emotions. She will insult, humiliate, and demean and not everybody likes that. Especially when she will be relentless towards a muse.
My laser-focus only appears to be in the pokeask community because this is a sideblog and my main is a pokeask blog. This does not mean I won’t send asks to other blogs, but other blogs didn’t like or reblog the askcall post until this morning. I don’t know any blogs in any other community except pokeask and even then I don’t follow all the blogs out here.
I am not in any other askblog communities. This does not mean I wont send asks to a pony blog or a skyrim blog or what have you. It means I am exposed primarily to my respective fandom and that is okay. Anyone outside the pokeask community either needs to like/reblog the ask calls I make or im me if they want or need an ask. I follow over 200 askblogs and I am going to stay in my fandom as far as my dash is concerned.
Maybe I will follow other blogs outside the pokeask fandom but it is unlikely. Not impossible though.
Again, this does not mean I won’t send asks. But communication is key. This is a two way street and I have certain limitations with this being a sideblog. Respond to ask calls and you will get an ask. I will make announcements when I have finished sending asks and I am more than willing to talk to any blog that wants to talk to me.
I’m not a mind reader and I am soon going to be going to school for 40 hours a week. I have a daughter to raise and I like to be efficient when doing this so I can spread the shame to all who want her.
But you have to want her.
That being said, welcome ponyblogs! I don’t know much about your technicolor horses with cool markings, but I’m sure I can shame the fuck outta you too. I just gotta do the research when I’m sending those asks.
Let’s be friends.
Any questions or concerns, please im me. I’ve been in class for four hours now so I’ll get back to you on break or when I finally get home.
Zayn se dio la vuelta y casi voló hacia los asientos, pensando
de inmediato en la botella de vodka que había en el refrigerador de su casa.
Eso había sido todo. La cosa por la que había trabajado tanto toda la semana, y
Zayn lo había arruinado, otra vez, porque siempre lo arruinaba. Zayn podía
follarse a quien quisiera menos a la única persona en el mundo que en realidad
le importaba. Debería ser estudiado por científicos, honestamente. Algo estaba
mal con él.
“Cómo te fue?” preguntó Louis tan pronto como Zayn se sentó
entre él y Niall. Harry se estaba inclinando hacia adelante en su asiento desde
el otro lado de Louis.
“Déjame en paz,” dijo Zayn tratando de no sonar tan
miserable como se sentía.
“Le dijiste que te gustaría deslizarte por su tubo?”
“Cállate,” dijo Zayn.
“Él te preguntó si podía montar tu escalera?” preguntó Louis
tocando con su dedo el costado de Zayn.
“No eres gracioso,” dijo Zayn.
“Deberías pedirle que te enseñe su manguera,” agregó Harry
mientras Louis lucía como si hubiera ganado la lotería.