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distortedwhite.bsky.social
someone is jealous i feel like
#leaf_wip
snippet of a devil survivor (kazuya x naoya) wip that reads: How many more boyfriends does Kazuya have to get rid of until Naoya gets that none of them will understand him as much as Kazuya does? How does he even get so many people to date? Kazuya gets it: Naoya is an attractive man with the softest hair he has felt in his entire life and eyes that could obliterate someone with a simple look—but, still?
November 6, 2026 at 8:46 AM
distortedwhite.bsky.social
man..... back when rin's codename was still moon lmao
#child_tm #leaf_wip
“Is this the stalker?” Panther asks warily while they all vacate the car. Mona transforms back to his cursed cat form and nods, “That should be him.” “I don’t sense any demons around,” Moon hums. “Shadows,” Mona corrects reflexively. It’s pretty odd how Moon sometimes refers to them as demons, but Mona has learned quickly that Moon is just an odd entity overall. It must be just a little quirk of his. Joker pulls at his gloves. “Let’s steal his heart. Moon, what’s your analysis?” The white bunny leisurely pulls his black lace mask off his face to summon Alcor. The red cube spins behind him, its silence eerie. “It’s about as strong as Panther is,” Moon smiles at them. “We should be fine.” “Right,” Joker exhales and and bends his knees, the rest of them also bracing themselves. The likelihood of doing this without a battle is pretty low. “We go on my mark.”
February 13, 2026 at 3:32 PM
distortedwhite.bsky.social
i????? i went thru the #leaf_wip snippets i posted and i cannot believe i Forgot about collar fic what the fuck 🤣

one day akira faith arcana au and collar fic are gonna see the light of day
February 12, 2026 at 1:34 AM
distortedwhite.bsky.social
from akira faith arcana au v1.... god one day this will escape wip containment
#leaf_wip
Akira lifts his palm. He’s heard enough, and he isn’t sure the other boy is actually ready to talk about it. “It’s okay,” he says and lowers his palm once he caught the blond’s attention. “Breathe first?” “The eff?” Eff? Akira bites down on his lip to try and suppress the amused smile. That’s pretty cute. Akira didn’t think him as a guy who would censor fuck, but it’s surprisingly endearing combined with everything he’s seen from him so far.
January 7, 2026 at 5:52 PM
distortedwhite.bsky.social
i got a day to write a nat 1000 word fic lesgooooo
#leaf_wip
screenshot of a wip snippet: It hadn’t even been one hour since the angels made their announcement that shattered their hopes: The lockdown would not be lifted, unless the Demon Overlord, a human male, was killed. It was sickening how quickly people had found them in Shiba Park and promptly begged Kazuya, a minor, to roll over and die quietly for their freedom.
December 30, 2025 at 3:58 PM
distortedwhite.bsky.social
i didn"t manage to get done nearly as much as i had planned for today but that's okay i guess 🫠
#leaf_wip
Ann’s face falls but she pulls Ren into a tight hug. “I wish I could do something to make him consider you as boyfriend material,” she sighs, “but I doubt leveling up your wardrobe is going to work on him.” “It definitely won’t,” Ren chuckles and pulls away to wink at Ann. “There’s a reason why we’re friends with benefits. He thinks I’m hot.” “I mean, I guess you are easy on the eyes but…” She trails off and hums with a smile on her face.
November 27, 2025 at 10:19 PM
distortedwhite.bsky.social
akira faith arcana au.... i wanna get back to this but the collar fic has me by the Balls
#leaf_wip #wordgamewednesday
The three of them clap their palms together and utter their word of thanks before raising a spoon to dig in—Kasumi more eager than Sumire and Akira. A multitude of flavors explode in Akira’s mouth just from a single spoonful.
November 26, 2025 at 6:37 PM
distortedwhite.bsky.social
(nsfw text) desperate top......
#leaf_wip
Akira’s right ankle hooks behind Ren’s head before Akira yanks him forward and forces his face into Akira’s personal space. “You’re mine, okay?” Akira breathes against Ren’s lips while his fingers tangle in Ren’s curls. “Make sure to remember that.” Ren whimpers the moment Akira tugs at his hair. He nods, quickly, desperately. “Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.” “Good boy.” Ren preens underneath Akira’s praise. “Now get what you want. It’s your reward.” The glasses wearer gulps and stares down at Akira’s hole as he lines his cock up and—
November 25, 2025 at 9:43 PM
distortedwhite.bsky.social
the fucking collar fic(TM)
#wordgamewednesday #leaf_wip
“My apologies, you were looking for Sakamoto-kun, yes?” Akechi asks in that fake polite tone he always uses when he needs to play a role. “You should get going before lunch time ends. I still have some work to do in here.” The brunet takes a seat at one of the desks and gets a folder out of his bag—a clear gesture of dismissal. Ren looks at Ryuji, whose face twists from irritation to anger, then it just falls to give way to acceptance. “I’ll see you after school,” Ryuji mutters, then turns towards Ren. “Let’s get outta here.”
November 19, 2025 at 8:52 PM
distortedwhite.bsky.social
yaldy that's sooooooooooooooo fucked up <33333
#leaf_wip
The girl hesitates, but then she takes out her chainsaw and steps closer towards Akira’s body. “Trickster,” Igor starts. “Make your choice,” Akira’s body finishes.
November 18, 2025 at 12:04 AM
distortedwhite.bsky.social
what do you do when you catch your best friend kissing the top student of the school
#leaf_wip
Ren stands in the doorway, his jaw figuratively—maybe literally—on the floor as he stares at the two men currently engaged in an intimate-looking liplock. Something that sounds like a moan comes from Akechi while he tilts his head to the other side, the noise increasing in volume when Ryuji’s arms tighten their grip on the older boy. Akechi’s eyes flutter open, but before Ren can do anything—shut the door, scream, run away—in response to seeing the brunet’s clearly glazed over ruby-colored orbs, Akechi’s eyes rip open wide with horror. “Amamiya?!” Akechi managed to exclaim once he manages to tear himself away from Ryuji’s face. “Why are you bringing up Ren now?” Ryuji grumbles. “No—just—turn around you idiot,” Akechi hisses at the blond and pulls away from him.
November 13, 2025 at 11:36 PM
distortedwhite.bsky.social
kasumi has a massive crush on haru in faith arcana au 🤣
#leaf_wip
“It’s not your fault,” Akira rushes to reassure her. And it really isn’t—their fathers wanted them to meet up. He doesn’t understand why because other than them becoming friends, there’s really nothing else they could gain from this. Unless they are banking on Okumura being such a lovely person that it turns Akira not exclusively gay anymore, but Akira doubts that. It would severely hurt his father’s reputation, even if it actually was Akira’s own decision. “A friend was texting me,” he continues, “wanted me to ask you for your number. Apparently she can’t get a hold of you at school because of your schedules.” He tries to hide his grin behind his palm when Okumura’s eyebrows shoot up. “Oh, is that true?” She gasps and tilts her head. “What’s her name? I can try to seek her out at school.” “She’s a first year—Yoshizawa Kasumi. I don’t know if you’ve heard of her, but she and her sister are gymnasts.”
November 10, 2025 at 2:24 PM
distortedwhite.bsky.social
the fucking collar fic is starting to run away from me (nsfw implications) (it's now friends with benefits to lovers)
#leaf_wip

third time's the charm. apparently. OTL
“If you can behave like a good boy,” Akira pauses to wet his lips, “and do what I ask until then, I might just reward you.” Ren gapes at the other boy, but then Akira continues: “Anything you want.” Anything? Really anything? Even…? Ren’s eyes flicker towards Akira’s lips, glossy from the way Akira’s tongue keeps darting out. “Anything,” Akira whispers. “I mean it.” He pulls away and straightens his back. “Tell me after school if you want to do it,” Akira says and steps towards the school building. Ren, however, rushes to grab Akira’s wrist. “I’ll do it,” Ren says firmly and stares into Akira’s eyes. He doesn’t even need to think about it. “Okay,” Akira grins, then his eyes flicker downwards. “Oh, Ren… Maybe you should take care of what’s in your pants before you go back to class… Or you could just go like that.” His eyes twinkle in that way that sends shivers up Ren’s spine. Ren knows which one Akira prefers. That kinky little shit.
November 5, 2025 at 3:27 PM
distortedwhite.bsky.social
have the last stuff i wrote while ellipsus is down 🙏🙏
#leaf_wip
Akira tears into the plastic wrapping and takes a bite off his melon bread. This guy is too smart. If Akira isn’t careful, he’ll find out Akira snuck a cat into school… into class, no less. “I was doing some meditating, actually,” Akira settles on. If he practiced a little, he would be sweating, and Akechi as the Detective Prince would immediately know that Akira wasn’t practicing. Meditating seems like a safe choice to say. “And I do have a proper lunch,” Akira says and slips a little bit of exasperation into his voice, “but I also like melon bread so I’m eating that.” A little laugh slips out from between Akechi’s lips and Akira can’t help but poke him figuratively, “What about you, Akechi-senpai? Don’t you have a lot of fangirls who offer their bento to you?” Akira masks his snort behind a cough when Akechi’s eyebrows twitch in response. “I was just joking,” Akira holds up a palm before Akechi can say anything. “If my fanboys handed me a bento I wouldn’t take it either.”
October 17, 2025 at 10:03 PM
distortedwhite.bsky.social
that's what i worked on for today haHA— /kicked (cw suggestive)
#leaf_wip
Speaking of Morgana, is he still asleep? Akira glances towards the foot of his bed—just in time to see a little black blob tap towards him. It meows softly and Akira can’t help the guilt from rising in his chest. “Akira,” Amamiya gasps his name, snapping Akira’s attention back towards him. To Akira he sounded desperate—like he was about to— His heart jackhammers in his chest, so quick and fast Akira isn’t sure he’s experienced that before. It’s way different from pre-competition nerves or the dread he feels telling his mother any of his results. “Ren,” he whispers, then swallows the saliva pooling in his mouth and repeats his name—louder. “Ren.” A moan—an actual moan—is all Akira hears before the cat bumps its head between his phone and his ear. Morgana meows into it with a long drawn out sound, and if Akira didn’t know better, he would have thought he sounded exasperated. He bumps Akira’s phone away from his ear, then presses the End Call button.
October 17, 2025 at 1:35 AM
distortedwhite.bsky.social
i just think of shushu and i like. explode
#leaf_wip
text: Sure enough, Amamiya was standing right there in line, about to get their drinks. Akira walks up to him and pokes his shoulders. “You should have said something,” Akira huffs and rolls his eyes, thankfully hidden beneath his hood. Amamiya grins and bumps his shoulder against Akira’s. Now that he’s standing next to Amamiya like this, Akira notices that Amamiya seems to stand a little taller than him. That’s weird, aren’t they about the same height? Akira whips his head towards the ground. Amamiya’s standing on a little mound of sand that makes him taller than Akira. “Are you doing that on purpose?” “Doing what?” Amamiya asks but his lips curl into a smirk. What a dick. Akira stands on his tiptoes to even their ground again before he huffs, “There we go.” Akira stares into Amamiya’s eyes and winces a little when Amamiya reaches out and pulls his hood back a little bit to return the gaze. Their staring contest doesn’t last long—Amamiya is the first one to burst into laughter.
October 15, 2025 at 1:58 PM
distortedwhite.bsky.social
#leaf_wip ueueueueueueue
Akira shivers and bites his lip. Ren stares at him from between his bangs and through the glass. He leans in and squeezes Akira’s hand. …Akira wishes Ren wouldn’t do that, actually, even if his heart somersaults in his chest. What if Ren notices how sweaty his palm is? What if Ren notices how flushed Akira’s face is the moment he inches even closer? He squirms on his barstool but Ren keeps Akira’s gaze on him. “Akira-kun,” Ren says, the sound of his name alone enough to send more shudders through Akira’s body. Ren’s thumb strokes the back of Akira’s hand. “Can I kiss you?” Akira’s heart might have stopped at hearing those words. “Uh…” Akira gulps and licks his lips. It draws Ren’s attention again but Ren pushes on, “You sure you wanna kiss a guy who looks exactly like you?” Ren’s eyes darken as he leans in further until their noses touch. “I don’t think we look that similar, honestly,” Ren breathes. “You’re much more…” “More…?”
October 7, 2025 at 10:49 PM
distortedwhite.bsky.social
i got someone else in mind (because i have a singular braincell) but then i stared at the wording "soulmate is spoken for" and was like. what if his soulmate was seiya LMAO
#leaf_wip
fic snippet: “It—It is a big deal,” Chiaki insists, his shoulders tense as Akehoshi picks the ball back up again. “Isn’t a soulmate supposed to be your other half? Someone that’s meant just for you? Someone by your side who laughs and cries and supports you through hard times… Don’t you agree?” Wouldn’t you want that for yourself as well? The basketball drops from Akehoshi’s hands, bouncing away while his eyebrows furrow and his lips draw into a fine line. “I don’t care that much,” Akehoshi says, but his voice is strained. “My soulmate is already spoken for, so it’s like… whatever.” He shrugs. “I saw him hitting on someone else, so he clearly doesn’t care about any of this soulmate stuff.” “I—” Chiaki freezes. ‘If anyone was meant to be my soulmate, it’s you!’ Itsuki’s words echo in his brain. So Akehoshi knows what it’s like… to be rejected by your own soulmate like that.
October 21, 2024 at 12:37 AM
distortedwhite.bsky.social
i wanted to post that for shuchia friday Weeks ago but the prompt ran away from me and now i gotta write like 478747378473 scenes 💀
#leaf_wip

it's been like 2787374 years since i wrote a getting together fic of them, and i don't think ??? i wrote a soulmate au before so i'm excited about this 💞
fic snippet: Out of nowhere, Itsuki gasps and presses his palms against the window, startling Chiaki out of his thoughts. "What...?" His eyes are blown wide as he looks out of the window and into the courtyard. Is there something out there...? Chiaki's interest is piqued, but before he gets to take a look himself, Itsuki yanks open the window. One foot takes hold on the frame, the window no longer an obstacle as the boy leaps out. Hey—this is the second floor, you know?! Itsuki's landing isn't perfect, however he immediately turns towards the blonde boy staring at him with surprise and a little bit of fear. "You!" Chiaki hears Itsuki exclaim. "Such beauty! The shade of your hair—the color of your eyes! You must be an angel that fell from the sky and now graces us with your presence! Yes, there's no doubt... If anyone was meant to be my soulmate, it's you!" Chiaki doesn't get to hear the blonde respond, nor anything else Itsuki had to say. His body rushes through the hallway, away from the scene he just witnessed.
October 20, 2024 at 7:30 PM