The only thing Worse than a Hater; is a TRAITOR---

Hello! I am writing to ask if you could give me the permission to translate your work Eat your heart out into Chinese and post it on a Chinese fanfiction website.

I really like Yusei and Kalin you depict in this story: they are so important to each other, and they love in a somehow distorted, exciting way. I want to share your wonderful work to the community of 5d’s fans in China—some of them are unable to get access to AO3. Of course if you give me the permission, I will give you full credit, and put the original AO3 link before the translated version! If you want, I can also send you the link of the Chinese website. Looking forward to your reply :D

(For some reason I cannot log in my AO3 account, so I have to send this to your tumblr😂) - submitted by CiCi ([email protected])

@def-march​ / @hyperdrivehearts​ SHATTERED: “The sun isn’t rising anytime soon, you know.” (Hyperdrivehearts! Kalin to Akiza >:3c)             

Late Night Wanderings Sentence Starters. / accepting.

The sound of silence filled the air for the rose duelist, before her attention was bought back to reality, when she heard Kalin’s voice. Akiza turns her head around, to look at him, before saying in a soft, yet serious voice, in order not to awake the others up,

“I am aware of that. Aren’t you supposed to be sleeping at this hour, Kalin?” Her eyes narrow, before taking a sigh of relief, before shaking her head. She couldn’t go back to her old ways of handling her whirlpool of nervousness, and increasing anixtey over the WRG.

Tired, golden eyes looked up, shining with an intense glow in the darkness, like an animal that had been spotted rummaging a trash can in the night and had been caught, but only he had been pacing about, walking around the garage and eventually outside of it, partially out of boredom, partially out of paranoia.

Kalin could say that he liked Akiza, despite not knowing her for very long. Admittedly, they were friends primarily out of circumstance, being on the same team and having a handful of mutual friends and all, but it would be a bold faced lie to say that they didn't have a connecting of sorts with one another.

Monsters of fable often knew each other, did they not?

They could relate, and that's where they found solitude, in a way. A witch and a demon; people still crossed the streets to walk on the other side as they approached, people still have them distrustful glares no matter how much good they could both also do, it was just the way it was. Though, in that way, they could relate and know that they weren't alone. (Had that not been what led to Akiza defending such a beast like himself? He was forever grateful for that as well.)

"The same could be said about you." Kalin found himself chuckling, although it was dry, barely tinged with emotion, but that was to be expected of the Shinigami. "I had a bad dream."

That was the lightest way he could say it-- it was closer to a horrid and dreadful nightmare that had woken up the duelist in a cold sweat, hands running down his face and body, checking his pulse to make sure he was well, alive, but that was the least of it all.