#e1ana writes

[e1ana]

a drabble for the broken reality au lmao

before i even start talking about this: stop pestering your faves to join! if they wanna they will, if they don’t they wont. i am literally in the discord and i have a whopping total of 24 followers on here, but i’ve already been asked 3 times. i can’t imagine how annoying it must be for someone with a large following.

that being said, take this trippy little thing.

(also for reference, this is what vocal fry sounds like. it starts at :52, so like that but a little less musical).

It’s very dark.

The definitive feature of this place is just - dark. Muted. Hazy.

Empty. 

It feels bad. It crawls up his skin, bloodies the undersides of his nails and the skin of his neck where he tries to scratch away the oppressive weight of it. Everything looks just like it’s supposed to, but the air is grey heavy and thick and it makes him want to slip right out of his skin.

His room - but it’s not, because his walls are white, not shadowy grey - is exactly as he left it. The posters are still on the wall, his window is still ajar, his phone still lies upturned on his desk, there is someone lying in the bed.

...There is someone lying in the bed? In his bed. There’s an intruder in his house, and their first thought was to sleep in his bed.

Maybe It’s the reason it seems like all the colors are off. That his world has turned into a grayscale hellscape.

He approaches slowly, carefully, lifting his knees high and away from the dull carpet. The slow rise and fall of a rib cage becomes heavy breathing becomes the dampening of sheets below a set of nostrils. He reaches out with a trembling hand, hovering above the blanketed figure. He wants to wrap his fingers around the fabric, yank it back and reveal the intruder, but-

The chest heaves, sucking in the dusty air, but it doesn’t seem to settle in the lungs of whatever breathes it. No, the figure jolts up, one arm sweeping in a wide arc to cover a ducked in head while the other stays firmly gripping the washed out covers. He can see a mouth opening wide, shoulders shaking, a chest rapidly expanding and contracting, but the motions he knows to accompany a fit of screaming make no sound. The only indication of any noise at all is the muted ringing in the back of his head.

He stumbles back as It jumps to standing, tripping over the curled up lip of the rug and falling backwards onto his ass with a dull thud. The figure ducks out of the room before it sees him - before he sees It, so he gives chase. 

It runs so much faster than he can, and he finds himself falling over nails and bumps that he knows don’t stick out of his floorboards. He doesn’t feel the splinters quickly gathering in his palms, nor does he feel the hot ache of rug burn against his knees, nor does he feel the gust of wind that sweeps back his hair when the It throws the door wide open and keeps running. He follows, chest heaving and eyes blinking away tears of exertion that drip down his numb cheeks, unnoticed and un-wiped.

He follows, running as fast as he can to try and catch up with It. The thing goes on for blocks, never stopping or showing any indication that It hears the thundering of his footsteps following not too far behind.

Finally, after what feels like it could’ve been miles, the figure slows to a stop in front of a large house. It keels over, bending at the waist like It’s had the top half severed. Its knees lower to the pavement followed by Its hands until it kneels on all fours in the middle of the sidewalk. He stops springing too, falling into an ambling walk until he towers above It.

With the strain of the darkness shrouding the air, he hadn’t seen clearly the features of the thing. It had covered Its face anyhow. There was no way he could’ve seen the head of pale hair, the skin too smooth, the large stain of sweat dampening the back of a black tank top. His hands shake, clenching and unclenching, because the designer of that skull pattern is-

Slowly, It raises its head. A bead of sweat - or perhaps a tear - rolls down its nose and splatters on the concrete. The splotch of wet is darker than the rest of the grey. Grit teeth, drooping blonde spikes, glassy red eyes rimmed in the same color as the iris.

He hasn’t seen those eyes glossy with tears before. He hasn’t seen them in a long time.

“Kuh-kh-” His mind supplies him with a word, a two syllable sound that his throat will not cooperate in producing. “Kah- K-kkuh-kkkk-”

The letter slurs into a vocal fry that he can’t push past. Why can’t he say it? Why can’t he hear it? Those red eyed don’t blink, they make no indication that their owner hears the repetition of the harsh “kkkkkkkkk,” that he sees or hears him at all.

He takes a deep breath, dropping his head before stumbling to his feet. The word is caught in his chest, blocking his airway and choking him just enough to stop the rest of the sound from leaving his mouth. No, he thinks as the broad back turns on him. I’m here! I’m right here, look at me look at me - LOOK AT ME! He stumbles forward but he isn’t fast enough because the blonde hair and unblemished skin disappear into the dark wood door. The eyes go last, peering out of the dark one last time before the door clicks shut.

He collapses against it, head knocking against the wood painlessly. Kacchan. His mind supplies the useless phrase a final time before the numbness and damp greyness of the world crashes over his head and pulls him under once more.

[lollybliz]

bout to make a Monster of a fic rec post here we go

heyo @jinx108! We’ll start with the complete ones because sometimes you’re just not in the mood to wait for the last chapter, you know? I don't remember details of all of these so i’m just going to copy the author’s summary rather than write my own. I am literally just going through my bookmarks, I got 400 of these to sort through. if ive talked to or am familiar with the author im gonna mention them, but if I mention you and you don't want me to have Please tell me and i’ll remove it.

If you’re not into spoilers Please Tread Carefully, I don't watch out for that stuff so I wont know to label it

1>Crushing Truth by Bunzuku: Tododeku. “Romance is hard enough for a teenager to understand when they have a good relationship role model. For Shoto, it takes two excited meddlers for him to even realize what his feelings really are.“

2>Disowned by b00mgh: tododeku + others. Unrated, some traumatic elements. “Shouto freaks out under a bridge and I use the word "grass" a lot more than I really should. Izuku does his stupid martyr thing and everyone makes continuous references to his propensity to break his bones. Aizawa goes "oh FUCK my kids are dying again" and his students use him as emotional (and physical) support. A friend requests angst, I say what kind, she say idk make someone get disowned and i say oh this I can absolutely provide my good buddy.”

3>cotton candy hands by @chonideno: Kiribaku. I will take Any excuse to rec this fic, its the most fluffy pile of feels Good Lord. also the first fic I ever bound into a physical book. “Studying to become a hero requires knowing how to take care of yourself. Sometimes you might need help on the way so if your crush offers to do your hair for you or to give you a well-deserved back rub, it'd be stupid to say no. A series of soft vignettes in which a love-struck Kirishima and a touch-starved Bakugou care for each other and it's definitely not making their hearts jump through hoops, they’re never this close to kissing, no, they're totally best friends bro“

4>Catching Sight of the Storm by neo7v: Kiribaku, tododeku. A considerable amount of Whump and related angst, and kinda sad tbh. “Blind. Quirkless. Useless.The first two things were stated clearly by the doctor that sat about five feet in front of Izuku. The third was a word that Kacchan called him everytime he failed to make the jump on whatever forest excursion they were on or when he ran into a tree because he hadn’t seen it. “I’m so, so sorry, Izuku.” Was his mom giving up on him already? But he could still be a hero if he tried hard enough, right? Quirkless or not. Blind or not. Just because Izuku was useless now didn’t mean he would stay that way forever, right? *** A Blind!Izuku AU”

5>Yell Heah by fakecharliebrown: Chatfic. M a n y pairings. technically complete, but part of an ongoing series. “Iida creates a group-chat for Class 1-A. It doesn't go as planned.“

6>Sunshine by Rosey_Note: BIG SAD. tw- failed suicide attempt. KiriKamiBaku. “They didn't deserve to put up with his crappy mood. Because Denki Kaminari did not feel like Sunshine right now. And they deserved sunshine. In fact, Denki didn't feel much of anything right now.“

7>Electric Connection by  Onlymostydead: ShinKami. “Kaminari's quirk has always had... Weird side affects. Like his ADHD. And his constant energy. And his insomnia, which wouldn't leave him be right now, when he really needed to just get some sleep. But, thankfully, he has good friends.“

8>The Best (The Worst) by Onlymostydead: no romantic pairing. tw- rampant transphobia, both outside and internalized. “Bakugou Katsuki has known who he was since he was four years old. He was a boy, it was as simple as that. Around his friends, at school... But things couldn't just be that simple, could they?“

9>Lichtenberg Figures by Q_loves_you: no definite romantic pairing. “Kaminari Denki has a very powerful force of nature running through his body. Kaminari Denki doesn't want to hurt anybody. He doesn't always get what he wants, and "anybody" does generally include himself.“

10>Eventuality by KikaTouka: ill be honest I don't remember this one at all, I maaaay not have read it yet :/. anyway. ShinKami. “Shinsou learns more than just hero lessons after being transferred to 1-A.“

11>Pickup Lines for the Soul by MustardSoup: ShinKami. “Denki is twelve when he is flicking through the TV channels and lands on an old RomCom movie about soulmate marks – specifically the same type that he has. “I can’t believe I’ve had to walk around with a cheap pickup line written on my ankle my entire life because of you!” The leading lady yells at the leading man as he stares at her in awe. Denki laughs. “Oh no.” His mother says, watching him. “Oh no, indeed.” His sister repeats quietly.“

12>caught in my own web by @anxioussailorsoldier: ShinKami. “Shinsou needs some help after getting caught up in his capture weapon. Kaminari enters from stage left.“

13>not so summer love by nataliya: ShinKami. “Class 2-B’s common room, although typically quiet, was currently filled with five students—three slowly giving up on homework, one bitching about noise and another that rushes through the front door. “We’ve been waiting for you—” Mina starts, but Kaminari’s vaulting over the back of the couch, eyes wide as he practically buzzes out of his skin, emitting light like crazy as currents dazzle across strands of hair. “I have a big ugly crush,” He steps off the couch and onto the coffee table, much to Bakugou’s chagrin, “On big ugly Shinsou.””

14>Blamed by coldandhotsoba: ShinKami. Tw- they fuckin kill a guy and its a lil nasty. “This was not how the day was supposed to end. They were supposed to end the day like they do most nights.  Kaminari clutching onto him like a koala as he slept, wrapped in the millions of tacky blankets Kaminari had bought. Warm and safe in their bed. It was not supposed to end with both of them tied up in some cold metal room.“

15>Lightning Scars by Present-Mics-Scream (write_your_way_out): Shinkami. “It's hard to be confident in your abilities when you're surrounded by people with incredible quirks. Shinsou Hitoshi would know better than anyone. Sure, he was admitted to the hero course in his second year, but being admitted to the hero course, and keeping up with the rest of the class are two different things. Lucky for him, Kaminari is there to prove that the flashiest quirks come with the largest drawbacks.“

16>See No Evil, Hear No Evil by randomfan188: no romantic pairing. “Kaminari Denki is legally blind. When he forgets to wear his contacts and breaks down during math class, comfort appears in the strangest of ways.“

17>how not to enjoy the weather, an article by kaminari denki by dreamtowns: no defined romantic pairing. “If there was one thing Kaminari hated the most in a world wth villains, it would have to be thunderstorms.“

18>”Studying” by emmyrox22: ShinKami, EraserMic. “Shinsou and Kaminari have been “studying” together for a while (but not for school). Shinsou gets stopped by his dads on the way to another “study” session and mistakes are made“

19>Weaknesses by sunflowerstorm: ShinKami. “Kaminari's quirk and storms compliment each other in the worst way, but he's convinced he can deal with it on his own... until he really can't any longer. When Shinsou accidentally overhears Aizawa confronting Kaminari about recent changes in behaviour and hears about the hell his quirks been putting him through, he can't just pretend he never heard. He wants to help.“

20>it’s hurt denki hours by memeingfultrash: ShinKami + others. ““Certain members of our class are...under the impression that...you’re the traitor.” Denki’s body went cold and felt like he was going to short circuit. ~some of class 1a believes that denki is the traitor and avoid him”

21>Petition to replace Mineta with Shinsou- (signed by Kaminari Denki) by CharaTheQuartz: ShinKami + others. This is one of my favorites, I go back to reread it from time to time. It SAYS 41/42, but that's just a glitch cus chapter 36 doesn't exist for some reason, I talked to the author about it and its fine. “Mineta brings shame to the color purple. You know who does not bring shame to the rich color, but pride and sexual tension to one infatuated Kaminari Denki instead? Shinsou Hitoshi, aka sexy zombie man, aka the most perfect hunk of a man to walk planet earth, aka future husband. Shinsou has finally gotten his chance to prove himself to the hero course, and he did more than prove himself. The only question left unanswered is whether he will start in A or B, and how Kaminari can manipulate the end result.“

22>How to Get a Boyfriend (in Four Easy Steps!) by e1ana: ShinKami, EraserMic, + others. “Step 1: Get kicked out of the house by your homophobic parents. Step 2: Run headfirst into your brooding, mysterious crush. Step 3: Sleep in his dad’s (see: your homeroom teacher) house Step 4: Watch everything you thought you knew go to shit. This isn’t exactly the sweet, romantic plan that Kaminari Denki longed for. Will everything be ok, or will step 5 be to crash and burn?“

23>Bakugou and Todoroki’s Foolproof 5-Step Plan to Fuck with Mineta Minoru by Anubis_2701: Kiribaku, TodoDeku, + others. This is another one of my favorites, and the one I am currently folding and sewing into a physical book. you learn how to do funny things when bored and quarantined ig. “It was a simple enough idea; screw around with the resident bastard of Class 1-A to let him know that his medieval ways and perverted behaviour weren't going to be tolerated by even the most career-focused of UA's students. To say that things had snowballed was an understatement. Todoroki had no idea how he had ended up sitting on Bakugou's floor at 1 am, holding a dossier of incriminating material that would make the FBI slobber, but he wasn't sure he wanted to know. The long and short of it was, fuck Mineta.”

24>Colour Theory by chancellorxofxtrash: TodoBakuDeku. this one’s a series. “Midoriya/Bakugo/Todoroki slow burn soulmate AU. All three of them are nerds with their own emotional issues, trying to navigate their way through becoming heroes, and their own relationship with each other.“

25>Summer Sunshine by Mara97: TodoDeku. Ever want a Barbie in a mermaid tale/Bnha crossover? No? well here you go anyway! “Instead of worrying about college, Izuku spends his summer vacation finding out his father is, supposedly, a dead merman king and going on a quest to dethrone the current king, Endeavor. Along the way, Izuku becomes close to the three journeying with him, makes friends with strangers, starts crushing on an unattainable prince, and, in the end, learns to love himself. Oh, and he saves a kingdom, too.“

26>The snowflakes on our skin and the flames in our soul are one (and the same), my love by missunderstuffyou: TodoDeku, Kiribaku. this is one of the ones I keep a running reread comment going on. its at,,, 6, atm.  “Before your quirk begins to present itself, the soulmate link comes through, and suddenly whatever you write upon your own skin appears on the body of your soulmate. As your soulmate writes to you, the emotions they feel follow through the ink.Izuku Midoriya is four years and a few months old when he first feels the slight ebbing in his arms. It doesn’t hurt… he can just feel something, and it’s enough to make him sprint into his mother’s arms screaming that his quirk is coming. She had been washing in the kitchen, and the sudden screech as her son rockets into her side is enough to make her jump with panic, immediately grabbing at him and looking for cuts and bumps before she understands his words and the stupidly bright, alight smile on his face with large, watery, hopeful eyes. Shoto Todoroki doesn’t feel his soulmate connection open up. It is drowned in the aches of a small body worked far too hard.“

27>It was dark inside the closet by Chad_Champion69420: Pre-ShinDeku? maybe? its tagged shindeku but like. it’ll make sense if you read it. “Midoriya is invited to a party. He and Shinsou decide to play a little trick on the rest of the party during Seven Minutes in Heaven.”

28>how to woo your local trash gremlin: a comprehensive guide by Todoroki shouto by wonhaebunny: TodoBaku. this is the fic that dragged me into todobaku, fun fact. “five times shouto tries to confess to bakugou, and one time he doesn't bother tryingaka: wikihow is a scam and bakugou is a terrible, terrible boy“

29>top ten photos taken right before disaster by Shookspeare: ShinDeku. “Izuku participates in a harmless prank, only to end up ruining it and running for dear life.“

30>Secrets to Share by pechebaie: no definite romantic pairing. “Kirishima comes out first, and nothing changes. Kirishima and Kaminari still hang out to complain about class and talk about boys - and sometimes girls, too, in Kaminari’s case; he still plans stupid pranks with Sero that get them sent to the principal’s or nurse’s office every time; Ashido still kicks his ass at Mario Kart without hesitation; and Bakugou doesn’t get angry at him any more than he usually does.“

31>What One Hides by Pinalinet: TodoDeku. “All Might gives class 1-A an unusual assignment that results in Midoriya Izuku and Todoroki Shouto attending a weekly acting class. But with a mysterious villain targeting individuals without Quirks, and a developing issue of Todoroki's own, an after-school assignment is the least of their worries.“

32>whether or not we’re fated, we’re meant to be by juurensha: KINDA SPOILERY. TodoDeku + others. “Todoroki didn’t have a soulmark for most of his life.His siblings all did, but up until the day of the U.A. entrance exam, he had shoved the idea aside. It’s not like they could help him anyway. And then a 9 appears on his chest, and a green-haired boy barrels into his life with a fire and ice soulmark on his arms, and suddenly Todoroki cares very much about all this could mean.”

33>The Midnight Shift by meiishu @meiishu @totallytodoroki (idk which you’d rather I attach so I went with both): ShinKami. ““Hey Toshi,” Denki says, and he laughs, clearly embarrassed. He’s got on a jean jacket that did him absolutely no help and a white tee shirt that is currently stuck to his torso. It’s got a pikachu design in the center. “By any chance, do you sell umbrellas?” “You really went out in this weather.” Hitoshi deadpans, instead of dignifying that with an answer. or hitoshi works the midnight shift at the gas station, which also doubles as a pokestop for pokemon go. of course, denki is a regular.”

34>Rock the House by AkabaneKayo: ShinKami. “It wasn’t just his bed. It was his entire fucking room shaking. Only one thought crossed his mind at that moment: “Holy shit. My room is haunted.”“

35>Technically, they’re morning kisses by CharaTheQuartz: ShinKami. “Most nights, Shinsou cannot fall sleep. Neither can Kaminari. It seems counterproductive to have a sleepover then, but they try to make it work. And they fail, but that is okay.“

36>someone to call mine by nearly_theyre: ShinKami, EraserMic “From: Me wish you were here, denks From: kitten 💛💘💛 what if i was tho? OR Four times Denki snuck into Hitoshi's room and one time he walked through the front door.“

37>Pretty by Onlymostydead (noticing some repeat authors? me too): no definite romantic pairing. “(Or, Kaminari still can't figure out bra clasps.) Kaminari has never really felt good about himself. Herself? Whichever way, not knowing doesn't make anything easier. Especially when he (she?) and Mina have their bodies swapped during training, and everything seems too right.“

38>If I offer you my hand, will you take it? by bleukitsune: Kiribaku. SPOILERY. ““Why?” Kirishima leaned back on his hands, trying to create some space between them. Too close. The ash-blond looked really nervous, his usually arrogant and cunning demeanor gone. “What do you see when you look at me? Kirishima is worried. Bakugou is hurting. After his confrontation with Midoriya, he finally reaches out to him. “

Theres way more but I haven't tagged them properly yet so that m a y come later if I can ever finish going through and adding my sorting tags.

and then a last few that Are Not Complete but im really very fond of them. not as many as id like to add, but my hands are getting tired tbh.

39>State of Mind by GuardianOfTheLoaf: no relationship YET but its looking like it’ll be either tododeku or shindeku, probably the former. EraserMic. tw- childhood neglect and severe depression. Izuku’s not a happy kid. “Izuku was a late bloomer, his quirk lying dormant until his tenth birthday when in a fit of emotion he grabs his mother and she disappears. With All Might slowly restoring his confidence Izuku begins the difficult journey into becoming a hero.“ 18/? chapters.

40>Izuku Eats His Problems by CosmicAce: ShinDeku. Izuku’s a flerkin, what more could you want? “His whole life, Izuku Midoriya was taught to keep his powers, his Quirk, hidden from the world. His kind were feared, hunted to near extinction because of it. He just wants to show people he’s different. That he can be a HERO. And nothing is going to stop him. Even if his Quirk IS like an eldritch abomination.“ 43/? chapters

and then probably my current favorite bnha fic- although it fights with Apertum Mortem for that spot but that ones d a r k and not here-

41>family of the year by periiwren: EraserMic. “Hitoshi is done. Done with moving around every few months to a couple that will scrutinize him and eventually dump him right back where he started. Good thing he’s well past his strike limit now- at least he can stay in one place, be content to age out of the system and finish out his training with Aizawa. Maybe transfer into the hero course, maybe be a hero- but none of that was guaranteed. The only thing for sure was that he was going to stay in that center for the rest of his childhood. Or so he thought- because Aizawa Shouta and Yamada Hizashi have other plans.“ 24/? chapters. we’ve been informed that this one’s gonne be l o n g and im Very Grateful.

42>Here There Be Dragons by here_and_there: pre-ShinDeku. “Izuku looked at the small circle Aizawa had motioned to in front of them. "I won't fit," he whispered, thinking. He raised his hand, tentatively. Sighing, Aizawa grumbled, "What?" "I-I have a question. Actually, two." His teacher just stared at him, unimpressed. Izuku continued. "Can we activate our quirks before we step into the ring?" Aizawa looked up into the sky, muttering something Izuku didn't hear. "If you must." "O-Okay. Uh, second question. You said we have to stay inside the circle, right?" "Yes." The man looked disappointed, not only in Izuku but in himself for letting the kid speak. "Great. Uh... does that include tails?"“ 6/? chapters.

43>Another Option by sandersonsister: TodoBakuDeku, Touya/Hawks, Dabi/Hawks. Potentially Spoilery, depends on whether horikoshi has the guts to confirm Touya. this one is waiting around the corner with a baseball bat, its really cute, and then r e a l l y painful. it might be getting better though. maybe. it might be getting worse. “When Touya stops his mother from hurting Shouto, he decides enough is enough. He needs to get out of this house and he's taking his baby brother with him.“ 33/? chapters.

That's it i’m done for now, oof. maybe ill edit more onto this post later, maybe i’ll just make another one. hope some of these work!

[ao3feed-shinkami]

How to Get a Boyfriend (in Four Easy Steps!)

by e1ana

Step 1: Get kicked out of the house by your homophobic parents. Step 2: Run headfirst into your brooding, mysterious crush. Step 3: Sleep in his dad’s (see: your homeroom teacher) house Step 4: Watch everything you thought you knew go to shit.

This isn’t exactly the sweet, romantic plan that Kaminari Denki longed for. Will everything be ok, or will step 5 be to crash and burn?

    (This summary... ain’t it. Leisure writing stuff. THA will be back soon!)

Words: 1030, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M

Characters: Shinsou Hitoshi, Kaminari Denki, Kaminari Denki's Family, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Class 1-A (My Hero Academia), Class 1-B (My Hero Academia), Jirou Kyouka

Relationships: Kaminari Denki/Shinsou Hitoshi, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Kaminari Denki, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Kaminari Denki & Class 1-A, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic

Additional Tags: This is mostly angst ngl, its gonna get pretty sad, Homophobia, Internalized Homophobia, Homophobic Language, Homelessness, Slow Burn, Kinda, Non-Sexual Intimacy, Teacher-Student Relationship, but not in a gross way, long chapters, but not the first one, Friends to Lovers, Protective Shinsou Hitoshi, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead Adopts Shinsou Hitoshi, Shinsou Hitoshi is a Good Friend, Gay Kaminari Denki, Gay Shinsou Hitoshi, Angst, Hurt No Comfort, at first at least, then it gets better, thanks for reading the tags :), Bad Parenting, Monoma Neito is a Little Shit, Homophobic Mineta Minoru, hes gonna get expelled dw

source http://archiveofourown.org/works/21333325

[ao3feed-aizawashouta]

by e1ana

The God of Life stumbles across one of his own and brings him back to Heaven.

    Take a shot every time I spell Yuuei wrong

Words: 2307, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M

Characters: Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Shinsou Hitoshi, Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Midoriya Izuku, Bakugou Katsuki, Uraraka Ochako, Iida Tenya, Kayama Nemuri | Midnight, Lunch-Rush (My Hero Academia)

Relationships: Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Shinsou Hitoshi, Shinsou Hitoshi & Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Gods & Goddesses, Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Parent Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Kinda, you’ll see later, God Bakugo Katsuki, God Yagi Toshinori | All Might, God Hizashi Yamada, God Aizawa Shota, Goddess Kayama Nemuri, God Lunch Rush, God Iida Tenya, Half-God Shinsou Hitoshi, Kid Bakugou Katsuki, kid iida tenya, Kid Midoriya Izuku, kid Uraraka ochako, goddess ochako uraraka, Kid Shinsou Hitoshi, id tag the villains but they’re not in this fic :/, teachers as parents, students as kids, Gods in training, implied starvation, I'm Sorry, How Do I Tag, Why Did I Write This?, I'm Bad At Summaries, like so bad, U.A. is literally heaven, longfic, but it’s one chapter, so also - Freeform, One Shot

[e1ana]

ABHHHHHB

So How to Get a BF may or may not be finished

I already posted my sappy ass thank you on the chapter notes, but I really am grateful for everyone who read it. 4500 hits is WAY beyond anything I expected. Thank y’all so much 🥺

Here it is, the final chapter :)

(also please let me know if you want more from this universe thing in the future!)

[e1ana]

my secret santa gift!!!

soooooo 

this year i participated in @bnhasecretsanta2019! it was such an incredible experience, and i made so many new friends :’) i’m so glad i got to do the prompt i was given! i actually ended up doing a t o n more than i was expecting because i was just so into it :|

without any more blah blah bullshit, here is my gift to @uravityofficial! i really hope you enjoy :)

[lollybliz]

I think, to make this easier on me, i’m not going to summarize- ill just list the fandom its from.

and maybe a small description???? idk I really love most of these a lot.

[1] Sansûkh  by @determamfidd is the big one. chapter 35-37 I am b a w l i n g violently, every time. I have yet to read this fic and not cry. fandom: The Lord of the Rings and the Hobbit.

[2] Where Have All The Flowers Gone by perkynurples. unfinished, but still slowly getting added to. world war II au of The Hobbit.

[3] Flaming Silhouettes by DayLightDove. unfinished, hasn't updated in a while, but hey i’m willing to wait. fandom: Blue Exorcist.

[4] the mist upon the hill by BucketofWater. Critical Role, Campaign 2.

[5] We're Still Here by cecilantro. Critical Role, Campaign 2, modern au.

[6] Something New for Me and You by @sockablock. Critical Role, campaign 2, modern au.

[7] Phönixfeuer by blackmetaldahlia. Critical Role, Campaign 2.

[8] Sending by Settiai. Critical Role, Campaign 2.

[9] Twine by CrunchyWrites. Critical Role, Campaign 2, modern witch/demon au.

[10] It Lives Near The Fire Escape by ukulele_villian. Critical Role, Campaign 2. kinda sorta modern au but not really???

[11] Leistung by Too_Many_Usernames. Critical Role, Campaign 2.

[12] Lost Souls (There's Nothing Mundane About That) by fairytaleslayer. Critical Role, Campaign 2.

[13] The Zemnian Traveller Bookstore and Café by HistoriaGloria. Critical Role, Campaign 2.

[14] let me save you, hold this rope by IlanaNight. Critical Role, Campaign 2.

[15] Pain Will Always Come Back to Haunt You by Kevy_Grayce. Marvel Cinematic Universe, Spiderman Homecoming.

[fun fact, theres way way way more id like to be linking but i haven't read them in years and i don't remember why they hit me with some sort of pain, so i want to only link the ones i remember properly]

[16] Ironic Technology by @sarcastic-sketches. The Legend of Zelda, Breath of the Wild.

[17] Stardust, Silk and Steel by @calicotomcat​. Voltron: Legendary Defender.

[18] Carpe Diems and Chrysanthemums by Gigapoodle. Voltron: Legendary Defender.

[19] Goodnight, Travel Well by europa_report. Voltron: Legendary Defender.

[20] Coran's Guide to the Care and Keeping of Earthling Humans,,,, Orphaned. Voltron: Legendary Defender.

 this one’s a bit of a weird one, Don't look at me like that!

[21] What Happens in... by @storiesbeyondthestars. Voltron: Legendary Defender ABO.

[22] cauterized & atrophied by @zannolin. BNHA. p l e a s e go read this poetry in fic form, its beautiful.

[23] Sunshine by DumbassAquarius. BNHA.

[24] Apertum Mortem by @so-dont-let-in-the-light. BNHA.

[25] How to Get a Boyfriend (in Four Easy Steps!) by @e1ana. BNHA.

[26] Flowers for the Fallen by boatsyournotes. BNHA.

[27] Izuku is a Spooky Problem Child by BeyondTheClouds777. BNHA.

*screams*

[28] The Way You Used To Do by @edema--ruh (edema_ruh). BNHA. this fic. THIS FIC Y’ALL. please read it. please. this fic means so much to me, it hurts my heart and soul in the very best way. p l e a s e give it a shot.

[29] standing in awe of death by Ramabear (RyMagnatar). BNHA.

[30] Skin and Bones by Midnight_Mango. BNHA. this fic has suplexed me several times, and i am so grateful.

[31] State of Mind by GuardianOfTheLoaf. BNHA. a fascinating concept that really couldn't have ever been anything but angsty tbh.

another weird one-

[32] Sweet and spiced by cryingoverfiction, @supremeyatori-writes. BNHA, ABO

[33] Catching Sight of the Storm by neo7v. BNHA.

[34] Don't You Love the Color of the Sky? by Insecure_Vortex. BNHA.

[35] Liquid Fire in My Veins by Innocent_Snowflake. BNHA.

[36] Everyone can be Manly by SpeckledAspen. BNHA.

[37] The Best (The Worst) by Onlymostydead. BNHA.

[38] Blood of my Hand by PurplePersnickety, @purplepersnicketywrites. BNHA.

[39] Flickering, Fading, Luminescent by DekuEAM. BNHA.

[40] Grounding GroundZero by Purplecoconutsmine, @no-one-told-you-life-was-gay (ive @ ed you so many times you’re now the first one to pop up hjdfkasf)

[41] But That Smile? by hardknockliv. BNHA.

[42] It Never Gets Easier by Sissytobitch10seconds. BNHA.

[43] safe haven by periiwren. BNHA.

[44] The Broken Blonde Boy Reading Hemingway on Aizawa's Couch by DumbassAquarius (lookit you showing up more than once!). BNHA.

[45] 30 min fics by achievingelysium. BNHA.

[46] Send Endeavor to the Shadow Realm by PitViperOfDoom. BNHA.

[47] New Game+ by Tinnmal. BNHA.

[48] Hero in Progress: Extended Edition by littlegreenfish. BNHA.

[49] Boys Don’t by mix_kid_ao3. BNHA.

[50] burn, baby burn by e1ana (we getting repeats!). BNHA.

[51] on taking care of an extravert by nanasse. BNHA.

[52] How Can You Smile With So Many Scars by Quirkyasfok. BNHA.

[53] Living a Lie by GuardianOfTheLoaf. BNHA.

[54] Pretty by Onlymostydead. BNHA.

[55] Nightmares Aren't Explodable by PurplePersnickety, @purplepersnicketywrites. BNHA.

[56] ​Not So Secret by PurplePersnickety again- think you’re the first to hit three! BNHA.

[57] Inko Midoriya's Home For Lost Children by nightlilly. BNHA. (hey hey hey @riseoftherose lookie! not quite the au you've been rambling about but close enough)​

[58] Buried in the Backyard by PoorUnfortunateSoul. BNHA.

[59] Apprenticeship by BeyondTheClouds777. BNHA.

[60] family of the year by periiwren. BNHA. this one means a whole lot to me.

[61] Talks With Bakugou by i_is_who_what. BNHA.

[62] Another Option by sandersonsister. BNHA.

[63] Ink Splashes by Sternstunde. BNHA.

[64] The snowflakes on our skin and the flames in our soul are one (and the same), my love by missunderstuffyou. BNHA.

[65] Face Your Fears in the Name of Team Bonding by Q_loves_you. BNHA.

[66] Sweater Weather by crispykrimi, @crispykrimi​. BNHA.

Aight! I am worn to shit and very, very done scrolling endlessly to find these. that's enough for now i think! have fun reading.

oh--

and i think i’m legally required to stick this one in every fic rec post now.

bonus [67] Where's Your Dick, Bro? by M4nEat3r. BNHA. its shark dicks time.

drop links to fics that have emotionally traumatized you

[e1ana]

so......

i started something really messed up :|

i was getting broed of writing all this cute shit! ya girl needs a little gore in her life too. I’ve already got the gist of it mapped out, but so far only chapter one is up.

its called (drumroll pleaseeee)....

Flipping the Switch!

basically, Shigaraki goes molto loco and tries to redeem himself by taking away his power in a very greusome way. this ends up getting him and the league offered the chance of a lIFeTime!!! will they take it? will they even survive long enough to see it through???? GAH! SO ANGSTY! SO GORY!

i really pushed my limits with this, since its been a hot sec since i wrote gore or proper angst. im very satisfied tho.  :)

again, heed the cautions if you deide to read! there’s a sneek peak below the keep reading, but i don’t know if it might get taken down... tumblr gods, spare me!

Here it is!! 

He wished his mind had never been opened to the truth. That it wasn’t nurturing, it was manipulation. That the better future didn’t actually involve wiping out anyone who stood in their way. That the blinding rage would soon consume him too, and pull him under and fill his lungs with unbearable burning. 

That Tenko had been destroyed, and Tomura was merely a manufactured product. A puppet, if you will.

Tears pricked at the corners of his eyes. This was the most direct to that success. This would solve everything, theoretically. It would be the ultimate repentance. Sure, he’d lose the very thing that brought him to power. But he’d bring no more pain. He’d destroy nothing else. His resolve to kill was destroyed, leaving him with only the harsh realities and repercussions of his actions. You can’t use a weapon that isn’t there. It’d be easy. He took a deep breath. 

Maybe he’d get Tenko back, too. 

He drove the knife into his finger without much thought. The bone snapped with much less force than he’d expected to use. He stared open mouthed at the counter, face wet. The severed finger stared back at him. Blood leaked slowly from the digit. Two marred, jagged pieces of bone portended from his skin - one from the nub of bloodied flesh on his hand and the other from the finger that rolled across the granite.

[e1ana]

im dumb and gay and wrote something to match

uhhhh i just realized i never plugged this on my tumblr-

so i got like, super smacked the other day and then i listened to girl in red and sobbed for like an hr.

then i wrote some momojirou (also while very high). its based on we fell in love in october aka one of my favorite gay songs EVER!

here it is :)

[e1ana]

Oh lord here comes another fic

Yessss ok i get it i have to many ongoing fics BUT

This one is really fun to write!!!!! Like really fun!!!! I’ve been having writers block with both THA and To Be a Star so I was like oh fuck whAt am I gonna do with all this pent up creative energy

Soooooo i wrote another fic. This one is a lot less action and a lot more slow(ish) burn romance and heavy angst! It’s a ShinKami fic because I’m a fucking sucker. It’s called....

How to Get a Boyfriend (In Four Easy Steps!)

I L o v e writing it. I’m obsessed. And it’s been doing so well djfbekdnfj thanks???? It’s already passed doUble the THA kudos and has half its reads with only 2 chapters up. So. Massive thanks.

I’m workin on chapter three rn, but that writers block is coming. I’m DETERMINED to finish this. I’m not gonna let writers block fuck up the thing that’s supposed to be deterring it.

Anyways. Here’s the shortest sneak peek in the world. And it’s defo not final. I have another concept for this chapter and I might use that one instead, blah blah blah. E n j 0 y :)

ALSO! I’m gonna start tagging all my writing with #e1anawrites so its easier to find :)

(and yeth, mr. denki k does indeed have a little brother)

Ah, he gets it now. Sometime in his past life, he angered a god. Or a deity. Or a demon. Or killed someone or something. That’s the only logical explanation for why the world’s been fucking him so hard.

Kaminari pushes the door open. Immediately, the house is bustling with chaos.

“Denk, Denk, DENK!”

A sparking, blonde ball of energy comes flying at Kaminari at full force. He subconsciously rests a hand on his brother’s head. Fuck. Why were his parents home? The screech of a chair on hardwood and thundering footsteps follows shortly after.

“Denki? Denki, you’re back!”

Another stronger pair of arms wrap around his body. “Don’t touch me!”

“Ah, what’s this? You’re not glad to be back?”

“You’re the one who told me to get out in the first place!”

His dad blinks slowly at him. “We were just upset, Showstopper. We didn’t mean that, of course!”

Kaminari pushes out of the hug and through the threshold of the house. “Don’t wanna come back anyways. I just came to get some stuff. C’mon, Shinsou.” The two walk up the stairs. Shinsou gives a curt wave before he follows. 

“So…”

“I just need to get some extra clothes and shit. I’ll only be a second.”

He dips into his room, beckoning Shinsou behind him. Damn, this is some awkward silence. Shinsou keeps glancing over at him with concern filled eyes. It’s hard for Kaminari not to lose it on the spot.

T0 bE C0nTinUed11!!!!1!11!@1!1!!21

[e1ana]

psa/nice organize-y things

whew this bitch a mess. we need to clean her up.

i’m just gonna go through the tags that i’m making/using to organize my stuff!

#e1anawrites or #e1ana writes - my own original writing #e1ana’s fic - a fic, by e1ana! #e1anatriestowrite - anything involving writing processes, writing games, and writing prompts #e1ana’s oc - a work featuring an oc, an oc character sheet, or just anything to do with my ocs!

if i add more tags i’ll put them here, but that’s it for now!

update: i’ve now got two tags for non write-y stuff. e1ana’s bs is more for crackhead stuff, and not writing is just... not writing. 

[e1ana]

welp here’s my writing process

its incredibly disorganized ill warn you

usually i start with a few keyboard smashes to get the energy going. i can’t usually just pull up a doc and be like “ONCE UPON A TIME THERE WAS A...” I just write absolute bullshitty, meaningless sentences or just straight up vuerkfvknjvnc. idk. it helps.

then i try to get the plot going. If i already have a prompt or idea, i flesh out the nitty gritty details (like ages, appearances...) first. idk why but knowing the basics of my characters always get me f i r e d u p!

this is where the real crack comes in. i usually just write in (extremely(extremely(extremely))) shorthand what i think the plot should be like. it doesn’t make any sense at all, trust me. i can decipher it pretty well but if im working with someone they’re often just like :| what the f u c k. which is totally fine! if you can understand your drafts, then its all good.

thats pretty much it. if im feeling extra maybe ill write down which parts of the plot i want in the chapters. maybe ill flesh out the characters some more. but usually i just to all that and then DIIIIvE iN.

anad for your viewing pleasure, and example (this is a bnha wip by the way, so i’ve blurred some shit out to keep my thecretz):

Cbnbbrrnfnf

This is a pain in my ASS

FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUSNZJCXNWSCDXOISKLKDJNI)MOK32rl’”Kmdewkw

Okay

Could be:

Fantasy au, ph au, 

Defo wanna do tdbk or tddk

Idea uno:

Mayb yung bk = fishermans son, pu to the ocean, falls off the boart, yung td is a mermaid and he like like :o and he b swimmin ^ and throws him on the boat and all the bakugos r like :0 OhMyGOD Is ThaAt A MErMaId???

So dey let lil bonkugo go and see him while dey fish but endeavor be like >:( u canna go. And all the human r like noooo td! And dey grow up seein eachother in secret and it be :)/:(

Who gonna b what doe

Human = bkg fam, dk, am, inko, aizawa, mic, LoV (jus *), midnight, vk, tenya, big 3, mei, 

Mormaoid: shouto, en*, all da td kidz, kiri, hawks, rg, ms joke, tsu, momo, mina, uraraka???????, jiro, hitoshi, 

Good: bkg fam, dk, inko, am, class 1-a kidz, erasermic, md, mei, b3, *??

Bad: LoV, endeavor

Cnvjldksjcmds, cjc,jjrjurjurjrefnbcjo

i am... so sorry for anyone who clicked keep reading. rip your brain cells.

[e1ana]

e1ana’s favorite fics!

i have read (and reread) so many good fics recently-

man, people are just so talented. i wanna share the good reads with all of ya’ll, so im making a lil rec list! i’ve included rating, main ship (but many are not ship-centric), any aplicable TWs, title, author, and what i liked :) these are all bnha, but i will make a non-bnha list soon too

let me know if you want a part 2 sometime in the future. my fic rec list is almost as long as my big ass dick. recs in the keep reading >:D please let me know if i got any of the links wrong or if theyre wonky!

★ A Demolition boy & his Cryptid BF - kewltie (T | bakudeku) ngl i was kinda iffy to read this at first. the idea just didn’t appeal to me as i don’t usually like youtuber AUs. but BOY am i glad i read this!! it’s so freaking funny and cute, and also super well formatted. that last thing is mega important because i cant STAND badly formatted social media fics, but this was so clean looking and streamlined. i just super loved it 

★ Sonata for Two - Ohiknowlotsofthings10 (G | tododeku) OH MY GOD. this really just hit all the spots mmm it was so incredible! i absolutely adore music AUs because im a musician, but i’ve literally never seen anything about classical or instrumental/orchestral music. i absolutely love all the description and detail in this. also the dynamics are fucking spot on. basically its cute, well written, and emotional. this was SO GOOD!!

★ Kids - ReminiscentRevelry (NR | no ships) wow this was like the cUTEST THING EVER- ugh, baby class 1A just hits super different. there’s not much else for me to say except that this is absolutely adorable and i may or may not have literally cried from cuteness overload after i read it. dadzawa reigns supreme!

★ a fairytale with a few plot holes - anonymous (E | todobaku | rape/non-con, parent/child incest, child neglect, psychological trauma) this is one of the darkest things ive read in a long time. it’s so incredibly fucked up, but SO incredibly good. like, its obviously very trauma/angst heavy because young shouto is literally getting raped by his dad, but i love angst so... yeah. very fucked up. once we get to the todobaku, i... beyond words. beyond. words. it’s not rushed at all, they have to take their time and work each other through trauma. it’s very beautiful and just... damn. so well written and engaging.

★ lights up and they know who you are - futurehearts (T | kiribaku | non-graphic suicide attempt, discussion of suicide) VERYVERYVERYEVRYEVRYGOOOOOOOOD!! if you’re in the mood for a really, really fucking good future fic, this is like one of my go-tos. i’ve read this so many times - its very engaging. like, once you start reading, you physically can’t stop until it’s done. i so rarely see a well done vulnerable bakugo, but this fic absolutely NAILED IT on the head. marvelous work, beautiful, awesome, lovely.

★ Starlight - gliteringeva (T | dabi(touya)hawks) THIS. THIS RIGHT HERE! this is the fic that got me balls fuckin deep into the actor AU. i feel like its SUCH a hard AU to really do well, and this fic absolutely does that. it’s very, very detailed, but not to the point where it feels like a ‘how to act’ manual instead of a fic. does a greeeeat service to the ‘secret relationships’ trope. it really showcases how complicated that can make a relationship, how it can fuck things up, but that is possible to fix it. just very, very good. like one of my ALL time fave fics EVER. jeez i cant even verbalize it. just... read it. like now. go on. shoo. (also ALL of eva’s dabihawks is just... ugh it has me absolutely gagged. go read it all.)

★ Lessons Learned - Sif (T | familial Best Jeanist and Bakugou | child abuse) yes, this is another one that made me cry. i ABSOLUTELY had zero idea that dadjeans was even a thing. like, no clue. but now im addicted. this is one of the most unexpectedly good reads i’ve ever had - not because i didnt expect to like the writing, but because i didnt expect to like the whole concept lmao. but oh BOY was i proved wrong. this made me feel so many things... i also usually despise the ‘abusive mitsuki’ hc for many, many reasons, but... i couldnt bring myself to hate it here. it was very well done. this fic is just very good, and emotional, and wholesome. if you like family/found family fics this should be at the top of your list.

★ Thus With a Kiss, I Die - DomineeringScarves (T | shinkami) this was the book that inspired me to write how to get a bf. jeez man, idk where to start. this book is so well done. im an absolute feen for Shakespeare and id just gotten into shinkami when i found it, so this was like hitting gold. jeezzzzz. just... so well done. beautiful characterization, wonderful writing, accurate ass dynamics, romance that made me go OH MY GOD... this book has it all. like ALL. (also absolutely read Caged too. a+ dabihawks) (also??? the tumblr cursor on their blog drops FUCKING SPARKLES???)

★ I Would Understand - deafmic (T | familial Aizawa and Shinsou | child abuse/neglect) AHHHHHHHHHHHH. that’s the opener to this review. i absolutely adore anything and everything deafmic puts out, and this was no exception. Shinson and Dadzawa are, like, one of my favorite bnha dynamics ever, and this does them SO MUCH JUSTICE!!!! this fic made my cry and smile repeatedly so fast i think my face is deformed. very good fic if you want to Feel Things. shows just how much Shinsou idolizes Aizawa and how in turn Aizawa really cares a lot about him. one of my favorite Shinsou-centric fics of all time.

★ Written in the Stars - Ichesmia (M | shinkami) A Really Very Good band AU. again, im a sucker for well executed music/band AUs, and this was some good ass food. like GOOD ass food. obviously im a sucker for shinkami, and this is the fic that put the nail in the coffin for me. also incredible dynamics, both in and out of relationships. the whole band feels like a big family and it just makes me wahhhhh. i seriously laughed my ass off, cried my eyes out, shit my pants, swooned, sighed, and did everything else while reading this. one of the best shinkami ANYTHING ive ever gotten my hands on. absoLUTELY read it if youre looking for bakusquad as well - the friendship is real in this one. 

I hope you read these and enjoy them as much as I have! Also consider reading the other stuff the authors have to offer - these people are some of the most talented writers ive gotten the pleasure to read from :)

[e1ana]

tag game!

i was tagged by @professionalreblogs :)

nicknames: i don’t have any real ones, but my mom calls me butterbug because i used to eat butter lol

real name: elana. omg so hard to guess??? e1ana is so different?????

zodiac: leo, and i act like it ode 

height: 5′3

time: 9:41

favorite musicians: i have so many! i love beabadoobee, doja cat, tokyo’s revenge, tyler the creator, nicki minaj, destroy boys, billie eilish, and mccafferty

favorite sports team: i dont follow sports rip

other blogs: i don’t have any!

do i get asks: no, but i’d like to (hint hint) 

how many blogs do i follow: only 31

tumblr crushes: i dont have one (but my insta crush is nikita dragun)

lucky number: 323 

what i’m wearing: this hoodie, old Frost Vally sweats, and big ass fuzzy socks

dream vacation: absolutely no way i can pick one. travelling is one of my biggest passions! 

dream car: white tesla model x!

favorite food: oh boy theres so many... i fucking love REAL focaccia bread, annies mac + cheese, chocolate ice cream, and roasted brussels sprouts (dont @ me)

drink of choice: ronnybrook full fat chocolate milk. trust me.

languages: english, italian, some french, and im trying to learn japanese!

instruments: guitar and really shitty flute and clarinet

celebrity crushes: doja cat, margot robbie, beabadoobee, and billie eilish

random fact: my uncle left me a parrot in his will instead of money

i tag: @amazinghefi (i dont know anyone else on tumblr please be my friends yall)

[e1ana]

leisure writing :)

recently by brain has been all AHHHHHHDHHBSGDVJHS BCHJNNH and its really negatively impacted my writing, especially for my fics :( 

i’ve decided to go on a short hiatus for them for a bit to let my brain catch up. i’ve just been writing random stuff and letting it go in a n y direction to give my brain  break and i think??? this might??? be the best?????? decision ive ever made????? my brain just feels so un-fried. its awesome. 

so far it seems to be taking the shape of a YoI fic? idk. I just finished the show for the second time and i absolutely love it! I guess by brain’s been wired on Yuri!!! for a bit now so i’m not surprised at the direction its headed.

i’m still letting it go in any direction though, and i’m not sure if im going to put it up in a03 (i might if i decide i like it, but im not working on it with the intent of uploading it.)

so yeah. here’s the first bit of that. i though i’d upload it on here just bc i can and idk what else to do with it. hope you enjoy :) rating is teen bc of some cursing but thats it

(korkad means stupid in swedish)

Rain.

It wasn’t a loud sound - just the gentle pitter-patter of it against a window can paint a room in a quiet, soothing blanket of white noise. Viktor Nikiforov buries himself further in his comforter. Mid April drizzles really were something else. 

Begrudgingly, VIktor pulls himself from his bed. He looks out of his beside window to find a sunset that perfectly matched with the serene morning rain. 

He yawns and stretches, a soft grumble coming from his lips. He stands up and walks to his kitchen. Every morning is practically the same - wake up, debate going back to sleep, brush teeth/expensive and extensive skincare, eat, and go straight to the rink. Getting up at 7 am might sound overkill, but the lax speed of Viktor’s early morning routine needs extra breathing room.

He drags a hand full of some kind of sweet smelling lotion down his face, massaging it in with the melting pot of other creams and serums. The concoction is thick on his face, though not totally unpleasant. Viktor feels a bit more invigorated now, the cold water startling him up. Nevertheless, he starts the coffee machine. He swings his legs as he sits atop the counter and scrolls through his instagram. A sharp pinch on the cheek startled him from his trance.

“I told you to stop sitting on the counter, korkad. Nobody wants to cook on your ass juice.”

Ah, the overlooked step to the routine - cope with an insufferable roomate at ‘too early’ am.

“Good morning, Chris. I hope you slept well.”

Maybe insufferable wasn’t the right word for Chris normally, but his unrivalled snark and Viktor’s early morning sluggishness were not a fantastic mix. Chris grabs him by the sweatshirt and nearly yanks him off of the marble tabletop. He makes a show of wiping the area where Viktors butt once was. Finally, the sweet sound of gurgling and spluttering signifies the end of the coffee maker’s cycle. 

Viktor pours in a fairly reasonable amount of sweetened cream, the dark brown going caramel colored and scented. He takes a long gulp, downing half the mug in one go. He looks up at Chris, who is now leaning against counter one on arm and glaring. He offers a smile at the glowering man.

“Okay, now you can be a sassy bitch.”

Chris rolls up the towel and flicks it at Viktor’s butt, drawing an undignified squeak from the slightly shorter man. He snorts a laugh, but thankfully gives Viktor his space for the rest of the morning. 

He finishes the rest of his coffee quickly, the caffeine already buzzing through his brain. He checks his watch - nearly time to leave. He packs a few protein bars and water bottles along with his sweets and shirt. He calls out to Chris before grabbing his keys and locking the door. 

He pulls his sweatshirt hood a little tighter around his face, slipping into his freezing cold car. He clicked on the heat, despising how long it took for the damn thing to heat up. 

The drive to the rink was slow today. He wasn’t in any rush, and the slow rain hitting the metal roof of his car made for a nice serenade. He watched the outside pass by slowly, drumming his fingers against the steering wheel absentmindedly. 

When he pulled up to the rink, he noticed two things. One, it was bustling with activity. Usually, the place looked practically deserted at nine in the morning. The swarms of people and clicking cameras were an odd sight. 

Two, a man stands outside of the rink, wringing his wrists. He bites his lips and looks impossibly nervous. He blinks a couple of times before waving his hands frantically at one of the reporters. Viktor can’t help but laugh out loud in the solitude of his car. He pulls into the driveway, eyeing the dark haired man the whole time.

He’s vaguely familiar - Viktor’s sure he’s seen those blue framed glasses sitting on some side bench at some competition somewhere. He isn’t unattractive either. His black hair and brown eyes contrast with the pale skin of his babyish face. It gives him a look of purity. It’s a nice look. Admittedly, it’s aided by the ample blush on his cheeks and the way he rocks from foot to foot nervously. It’s a very cute habit, Viktor’s always thought.

Victor steps out of his car. Maybe he slams his car door a little louder than normal to make some of the reporters turn their heads, maybe he doesn’t. Regardless, they’re hounding on him in seconds, asking about this jump and that score. He answers all of their questions with a blinding smile, hoping that his glance towards the man goes unnoticed. Well, rather, where the man was. The glass door swings violently and Viktor catches his bag disappearing around a corner.

It takes longer than Viktor would've liked to get rid of the reporters and slip into the rink. His tight routine is now skewed fifteen minutes late. He stretches quickly and laces up his skates as quickly as possible to increase his time on the ice. 

He approaches the entrance gate, one foot already on the ice when something whirrs by him. His gaze is captured by none other than the man who was stood outside. 

Immediately, Viktor becomes enraptured with him. All he's doing is skating around the perimeter of the rink. Somehow, though, the swinging strides of his legs and the way his arms lift ever so slightly from the elbows when he glides paint him in the picture of grace. Viktor can’t help but stare as he completes another circle. Finally, when the man passes him a third time, he turns to look at Viktor. The grey haired man’s cheeks heat up under his unsettled gaze.

“Do you need some-”

Red creeps up the neck of the other man, his eyes widening when he realized who he’s talking to. He spins back around and pushes off even faster than before. 

Viktor steps onto the ice, heart pounding. Fuck. Fuuuck. He internally moans at the increasing awkwardness in the air. Damn his annoying fame and prestige! Here he was, embarrassing himself in front of someone he vaguely remembered who could potentially be important and was definitely attractive. Embarrassing himself just by existing. 

Whatever. He flicks his ankle out, starting a slow circle around the rink. If an onlooker glaneed over, it might look like the other man was chasing him. Though it was practically the other way around, Viktor considered. 

Eventually, Viktor felt warm enough to do some actual exercises. A few combination spins, a few brackets. Nothing obscene. He starts his program once he feels his joints ease into the jumps. 

The feeling isn't the same as the first time he did the program. Victory - it was the theme of his piece. Clearly, it’d gotten him where he wanted the first few times. The thrill of first place was incredible. It inspired him so much, the feeling of winning pushing forth his every movement. It had felt so overwhelmingly good. Now, after his fifth medal, the program didn’t mean much. His publicist had pushed him to do the same program every year, if not with a few major improvements each time.

Regardless of how many new spins or complicated jumps he added, the piece was tired. He was bored of this. There was simply no other way to put it. Even as he landed the perfectly executed triple axle that had been worked into his program, Viktor felt his heart sag.

He ran through the program a few more times, each with decreasing vigor. He didn’t even notice the man skate by him (albeit with a wide berth) and exit the rink. Drenched in sweat and disappointment, Viktor literally laid down on the ice. Maybe it wasn’t the most professional move in the book, but the freezing cold felt good on his hot skin. He hummed and got back to his feet, skating one last cool down lap before exiting and sliding on his blade covers.

He took a cold shower. Unusual, but the weight of the day didn't seem like it could just be melted away. He closed his eyes, letting the freezing water run down his body. It soothes is aching muscles and bones. Technically, the hot alternative would be better at melting away the lactic acid in his muscles. He could have a long soak in the tub when he got home, though - the temporary relief of cold water was more than satisfactory for now. 

He stepped out of the shower with a towel wrapped around his hips. The cool air inside of the building almost felt warm in contrast to Viktor’s cold skin. He pulled on a new shirt and pants.

Viktor was surprised to see the other man slinging his bag over his shoulder. He didn’t appear to see the higher ranking skater, ad he sidled to the door without a second glance. Before he stepped out, though, he turned and froze. 

“I… uh…” he paused and looked up, searching for the right words. “I wanted to thank you for earlier. You know. With the reporters. So, uh. Thanks.”

Before Viktor could pipe back with a cheery ‘no problem’ or ‘the pleasure's all mine, tell me your name and let me take you for a drink in my very expensive sports car,’ the man was gone. Viktor followed suit as fast as he could, but there was no catching the man now. Gone, forever.

[e1ana]

mmmmbabies

one day someone is going to see all the titles of my tumblr posts and cry- ANYWAYS

i wroooote another thiiiiing and its a VERY side project but oh boy is it fun! i had babies on the mind for a hot sec and then i was like :] idea time!

basicsally out precious angel deku is like... 5. and our not-so precious, not-so angel, favorite rat bastard Dabi is trying his best not to be a shitty dad. even though he’s like, 23. and also a villain. trying to raise a kid obsessed with heroes.

yeah... ahahaaa... fuck. anyways. heres the mf link, drink that shit up! and as always heres a sneak peek of the first chap ;)

“Izuku.” The scarred hand beckons him forward. The child does not move.

“ Izuku , come here.” He pouts, shakes his head of curly green hair, and glues his butt to the mattress. Dabi sighs, pushing his hair out of his face and checking the time. Great. At this rate, there’s no way he’ll be on time.

He walks over to the child and crouches to his level. His eyebrows are pointed down but his eyes brim with tears, little pink lips pursed in a pout. “Izuku, what’s the matter? Why are you acting like a brat?”

“‘M not a brat.”

He doesn’t have time for this. “I know you aren’t, but you’re sure acting like one. Tell me what’s wrong so I can hurry up and go-”

“No!”

This. Again. “Izuku, I’ll be back-”

Izuku’s face is reddening with childish frustration, the tears in his big eyes rolling down his face. “But what if you don’t? What if you don’t come back, ever? Or what if you’re too hurt and I don’t know how to help you, or what if-” his voice dips into a pitiful whisper. “What if someone catches you? I’ll be all alone, Dabi!”

Dabi licks his thumb to remove a streak of dirt from Izuku’s face before moving on to wipe away his tears. “I’ll come back. I promise. And if I don’t, you already know what to do. Okay, Izuku? I won’t leave you alone.”

Izuku gives a tentative nod. Dabi lets the boy adjust his collar and smack a wet kiss on his cheek. He ruffles Izuku’s curls before tucking him back into bed. “Get some sleep, kid. It’s late.”

“‘Kay. Love you, touchan.”

“Love you too.”