ART_emis99



Recent works

Recent series

  1. Summary

    A (hopefully) threeparter about my oc Iaspis and his relations with the Militares Tenebrarum, his family, and most importantly, Mora.

    Words:
    8,142
    Works:
    2
  2. Words:
    2,040
    Works:
    1
    Bookmarks:
    4

Recent bookmarks

  1. Public Bookmark 56

    Tags
    Summary

    “So do you have any idea who you’re gonna get chocolates from tomorrow?” Kuwata asked, glancing around the mostly empty classroom.
    “I already fuckin’ told ya. I ain’t gonna get any!” Mondo glared at the baseball star, who flinched back on instinct.
    “Jeez, sorry. Didn’t mean to strike a nerve,” Kuwata laughed nervously, “But you never know! You could always have a secret admirer!”
    A secret… admirer?
    Ishimaru didn’t understand why his heart clenched at the thought of someone being interested in his Kyoudai. He really should have been happy for his friend… But he just wasn’t.
    -----
    Mondo is feeling down because he doesn't think he's going to get any Valentine's Day chocolates. Taka attempts to remedy the situation.

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    3,242
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Comments:
    20
    Kudos:
    718
    Bookmarks:
    56
    Hits:
    5,037

    14 Apr 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 1

    Tags
    Summary

    i don't know
    i think i might have been high or something
    i'm sorry

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    171
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Comments:
    4
    Kudos:
    17
    Bookmarks:
    1
    Hits:
    207

    17 Feb 2026

    Bookmarker's Tags:
  3. Public Bookmark *

    Tags
    Summary

    In your memories, you see Dave Strider, fourteen-years-old and made up of lean muscle and awkward limbs that he would still need a few years to grow into fully. Crows surround him, all cawing impatiently, vying for the chicken sandwich in his backpack. He swears loudly as he swings a stick at them, trying to get them to leave him the fuck alone.

    “Stupid feathery assholes,” he’d always complain once he finally shooed them away.

    You tear yourself out of the memory. You miss him, and you hate yourself for it.

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    46,422
    Chapters:
    4/4
    Collections:
    2
    Comments:
    106
    Kudos:
    1,223
    Bookmarks:
    257
    Hits:
    14,832

    16 Feb 2026

    Bookmarker's Tags: