it's writing time

Hewwo ☆ This is AO3 user distortedwhite!Ensemble Stars lives in my brain rent-free and I'll continue to write stuff for it for a long, looooong time ♪I'm in a lot of other fandoms, like mhyk, ygo, and digimon, to name a few. So I'll probably?? write stuff for those as well, you never know.I have absolutely no clue about tagging, so if you're here to complain about one of my works' tags or rating, please do so~ Suggest your alternatives and I'll make sure to fix it!

drabble request

Requests are always open! Send a character/ship and prompt to my marshmallow and I'll get to whatever is in my queue when I feel like it ♪

queue
◆ keihaji & bonding
◆ mitsuruship & ???
◆ sorei & spending quality time
◆ ritsuizu & moon gazing
◆ chialeo & composing
◆ “You’ve already mourned for me plenty.”
◆ (in the weakest, most pained and hollow voice possible) “Please leave.”
◆ chiaki and eichi & “to understand one another”
◆ “I love you, so I don’t want you to choose me.”

about

I mainly write for Ensemble Stars, but feel free to request Idolish7, Symphogear, and Mahoyaku as well! Additionally, if there are any fandoms you think I'm in, you can ask about those too.I'm up for pretty much anything in regards to genre and ships, so go wild with your imagination!

commissions closed! 4/4

Feel free to ask about slots even when commissions are closed! I will put you on a waitlist and reach out to you once I reopen.

won't write

◆ Reader-Inserts/2nd person pronoun
◆ 1st person pronoun
◆ Explicit Pornography (implied OK! physical intimacy OK!)
◆ Requests that exceed 10,000 words

payment methods

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examples

All of my writing is located in my AO3 and my tumblr, but here are some specific excerpts!Fluff
Emotion/(Emotional) Monologues
Hurt(/Comfort)
Narration
Physical Intimacy/Implied NSFW

Fluff (You are here!)
Emotion/(Emotional) Monologues
Hurt(/Comfort)
Narration
Physical Intimacy/Implied NSFW

“…Itsuki, you’re staring,” Chiaki mutters and plays around with his fingers.Ripped away from his staring—although he would never admit he was staring—Shu whirls around on his heels to grab the veil, putting it on Chiaki’s head. While he fixes it, he registers Chiaki peering at his face, expression unreadable. What is he thinking about? Hands leave the veil on Chiaki's head to hold his cheek.That’s the moment where Shu would lean in and kiss him, right? He tries, he really does, yet his head doesn’t move forward. At this point, Shu is getting frustrated. Why is this so difficult for him?“Shu,” Chiaki’s hand raises and grasps Shu’s hand on his cheek, “It’s okay.” He smiles and leans in to kiss Shu on the lips. “Not sure what you're worried about but I’m here so don’t worry about it!”

—ensemble stars, poison

Kaoru smiles back and raises their hands, pressing his lips on Chiaki's skin. His hands aren't soft and tender; they feel rough, from Chiaki's stunt work and Ryuseitai's acrobatics. Kaoru covers every single fading blister with kisses before tangling his fingers into Chiaki's hair to pull him close and kiss his lips.“What the fuck are you two doing!?”Kaoru turns to the source of that familiar, familiar voice to see Izumi. Izumi, with his usual beauty, his shiny silky hair and bright eyes. His left hand is placed on his hip, the right one wrapped firmly around the handle of his suitcase. He glares at them, the usual scowl he gives them when he thinks he and Chiaki are being stupid.Which is fair most of the time.“Sena!” Chiaki shouts and launches himself at Izumi, giddily throwing his arms around him. “We finally found you!”

—ensemble stars, summer daze

“Oh! I just wanted to pick up some breakfast,” Chiaki responds and skips over to Shu’s side to press his lips on his cheek. Shu smells like leather and fresh fabric, the kind you’d smell when you walk into a fabric store. Just as always, but Chiaki wouldn’t have it any other way.“Alone?” Shu raises an eyebrow and tucks Chiaki’s stray strands of hair behind his ear. “Don’t you want me to come along? Your French is still atrocious.”Chiaki laughs sheepishly. Shu truly doesn’t mince his words. “I’ll be fine! I’ve heard you say stuff so many times, and I’ve studied some French in my free time; I’m sure I can do it.” Chiaki wraps his fingers around Shu’s hand, giving him a smile filled with reassurance.Shu squeezes Chiaki’s hand. “Don’t stray from the main path.”

—ensemble stars, your touch crumbling on my skin

Fluff
Emotion/(Emotional) Monologues (You are here!)
Hurt(/Comfort)
Narration
Physical Intimacy/Implied NSFW

Chiaki’s bangs cover his eyes and make it impossible for Tsumugi to know what kind of thoughts run through his mind. Not that he would have been able to focus on any of that. His heart just slams against his chest, even after Chiaki finishes talking. He wasn’t aware of any of his feelings… He didn’t know Chiaki felt that way about him.“It's probably selfish of me but I want to make you happy. I don’t want to see you sad anymore. I want to…” Chiaki lifts his head, firmly meeting Tsumugi’s eyes. “I want to save you. I want to be your hero.”Tsumugi sucks in a sharp breath. He is aware he should respond in some way, but what is he even supposed to say? What… does he think about Chiaki? Tsumugi would feel bad rejecting him but… There isn’t anything appropriate he could say right now while being mindful of Chiaki’s feelings.All of a sudden, Chiaki grins brightly. A mirror of the one Tsumugi sometimes wears, but filed down to perfection. A fake smile, a mask, an illusion. If he didn’t know better, he wouldn’t have noticed that it was fake. Even with the tears still clinging to the corners of his eyes.

—ensemble stars, a smile for you, a cry for me

Midori shakes his head whilst trying to calm his nerves from the jumpscare he received. The harsh slam of his heart against his chest pumps his blood through his veins, his heartbeat thrumming in his ears. The world sharpens around him as his body forces him into hyperfocus. Everything is too loud, the squeaking birds, the morning rush of people doing their shopping, his own breathing—god if he could just stop breathing—!

—ensemble stars, unpublished wip

Chiaki raises his right hand to brush over his cheek. It’s wet. More and more tears fall and obscure his sight. Hiccups shake his body. Is this how much Ryuuseitai meant to him? So much that Chiaki spills tears even after its disbandment?Of course it does! Knives twist and dig into his chest, cut his heart into a million pieces, drench the knives with blood. Ryuuseitai was—is—the unit he admires, the unit he wanted to be a part of, the unit he wanted the whole world to see. Rebuild Ryuuseitai? There's no way he could do that! It wouldn't be the same; Chiaki is not cut out to be a leader; that plan is setting itself up for failure!Valkyrie is nice but it isn't what he was looking for! His dream shattered into pieces, along with Ryuuseitai's disbandment. Ryuuseitai—heroes are the reason why he is here right now. Heroes are the reason why he was able to stay sane confined to his hospital bed. If heroes weren't there, what would have become of him? Chained to the hospital, unable to recover, waiting for his death? Just like Tenshouin?

—ensemble stars, a rondo burdened with sin (lasting song)

Fluff
Emotion/(Emotional) Monologues
Hurt(/Comfort) (You are here!)
Narration
Physical Intimacy/Implied NSFW

A sob rips itself from Shirabe’s throat. “Kiri-chan, you… That was so dangerous… I could have lost you, right then and there. How can I not be mad?” The dam breaks and multiple tears drop from her eyes, before they turn into waterfalls. “If you had died right there—I wouldn’t know what to do. How am I supposed to live without you?”“Shirabe…” Kirika doesn’t know what to say; all she can do is gather her in her arms, keeping her close. She did it for Hibiki, she knows that. She didn’t think of the repercussions. She didn’t think of what would happen to Shirabe. How could she nearly have left her behind?At that moment, Kirika really wanted to hit herself. Hard.“Kiri-chan,” Shirabe pulls away from Kirika’s chest. The tears just keep coming, even when Kirika tries wiping them away, so Shirabe grabs her hands, stopping her well-meaning gesture. “Promise me. Promise you won’t do something like that ever again. At least not without me.”“Promise,” Kirika replies without hesitation and returns the grip Shirabe has on her hands, tightening it. “I promise you. We’re one, no one can separate us!”

—symphogear, for you, i promise

He gets up, slightly shaking on his feet, and grabs Shu’s hands to pull him up. Shu staggers slightly, but Chiaki is quick to wrap around his waist to support him.His leader’s hands come to intertwine with Chiaki’s again. “…Where is Nito?”Chiaki chews on his lip again, already feeling numb on it. "He went to check the broadcasting room. …Probably to see why… our sound was cut off."Shu flinches violently but relaxes when Chiaki squeezes his hand.“I need to warn the boy. The boys. Rei, Wataru and Kanata too.” Fear floods his eyes as he grasps Chiaki’s hand tighter.

—ensemble stars, silence

“You and Yuujin,” Rei gasps for breath. His emotions erupt from deep inside him, the deep seated jealousy he has been aware of taking over his conscience. “You get along well. You’re childhood friends. You know each other the best. One day you’ll realize your world only consists of each other, and I am just a little insignificant speck that happened to waltz in.”Everything is quiet, save for Rei’s labored breathing. Now he said it. There is no way Haru won’t consider his words and disagree with him. After all that’s what they are: Childhood friends turned lovers and their third wheel.Soft hands brush his tears away, and Rei’s eyes focus long enough to see the love in Haru’s expression as he cups his cheek. Haru’s touch burns, yet Rei leans in, craving his touch. “I don’t think that’s true. Yuujin and I are childhood friends, yes, but that doesn’t mean you are nothing to us. You are important in our lives, and I want you to be there forever.”

—appmon, rationalize my sin

Fluff
Emotion/(Emotional) Monologues
Hurt(/Comfort)
Narration (You are here!)
Physical Intimacy/Implied NSFW

His heart burned away, along with his best friend. Only ashes are left behind, leaving an empty hollow where his heart is supposed to be. Where it used to be.The sun has long left his presence, yet its orange light still remains on the canvas. It swirls around on the piece and slowly blends from a light orange to an angry red.‘Why,’ the canvas seems to whisper. ‘Why did you do this to me?’ He wants to laugh at the irony. Even after being the cause for his death, his best friend’s voice still remains soft, and yet filled with emotion.He raises his gaze, away from the blood-stained fire, to meet Faust’s deep purple.

—mahoyaku, purple, blue, red

The rain drums down on the ground, shattering into little crystals upon impact. The crystals merge, one by one, creating a clear mirror that flows down the street. Multiple spotlights are breaking through the ceiling of clouds and provide Chiaki with some kind of positivity on this gloomy day.A heavy sigh escapes his throat as he leans against the lockers and stares at the falling rain. It’s been raining all day, and according to the weather forecast it wouldn’t let up any time soon. Chiaki could risk running home while it’s raining, but he’d rather not risk his health. Just the idea of returning to a lengthy stay at the hospital makes him feel nauseous.

—ensemble stars, (unnamed)

There is nothing Madara can do. There’s nothing he could do.Kanata has been the cause of every single loss he experienced. His freedom—taken away for daring to free Kanata from the grasp of the cult, from his role as their god. His sister’s love—transformed into hate when Kanata didn’t, couldn’t, grant his wish to cure her illness.Everything got taken away from him, with Kanata at the center. It only makes sense Madara loses his boyfriend to Kanata as well.

—ensemble stars, (unnamed)

Fluff
Emotion/(Emotional) Monologues
Hurt(/Comfort)
Narration
Physical Intimacy/Implied NSFW (You are here!)

“Thank you,” Subaru sings and turns his back towards her, only to shiver when she traces his spine from top to bottom with her fingertips. One moment he feels her breath at his nape, the next moment she kisses the path she traced with her fingers. It’s getting hard, so hard, to not make any noises as she sinks lower. Hands fly up to cover his mouth when she bites into his skin. “Wh–What was that about getting dressed?” Subaru didn’t do anything except stand there, yet he is all out of breath, completely under his girlfriend’s mercy.Arashi chuckles and slides her hand over her boyfriend’s ass, but not grabbing it yet. “So now you want to wear it for real now? I’m so proud of you.” Subaru can’t help the moan leaving his throat when her hand squeezes down. “This dress,” Arashi hums and starts fondling his butt, “it doesn’t really cover anything, huh? Just a gentle breeze is enough to expose your underwear to everyone.”

—ensemble stars, what kind of dress you’re wearing tonight

“Itsuki...” A shiver runs down Shu’s spine when Chiaki whispers in his ear and nips at his earlobe. “I need you...” The grasp he has on Shu’s shoulder loosens as Chiaki draws a line upwards from his neck to his chin.Shu follows Chiaki’s movements, unable to take his eyes off his boyfriend. Slowly, almost hesitantly, he raises his arms and wraps them around Chiaki’s waist. His hips are hot against Shu’s hands, and he slightly sinks his fingers into the soft flesh.Chiaki cups Shu’s cheek, smiling at him, before he leans in to connect their lips.

—ensemble stars, unpublished wip

terms of service

I will not work on a deadline.Upon confirming I am the right one to take your commission, I will write a couple hundred words and a rough outline for you to review and see if it's to your likes. After everything you want changed, I will get started on the writing process at which point I will not rewrite major sections of the piece without charging you.The payment occurs only after I have completed writing, and have let you see the finished product.In the case of cancelation after I have started the writing process, I will have you pay for what I have written already.After payment, I will post the finished product onto AO3, as well as tagging you on twitter and gifting the fic to you. If you would like to remain anonymous, please let me know in advance.Do not claim my writing as your own! Feel free to repost it on any platform you desire, but please credit me in some way!