26 Jan 2020
Izuku is sixty years old—he doesn’t have the energy to be a villain anymore. Luckily he’s been sent back to his childhood, where he can get a regular job, move somewhere warm, and never deal with heroes again.
31 Dec 2018
All Might is the world's #1 hero, the symbol of peace, the pillar that the world knows they can stand on. He dominates every room he's in, from press conferences to his Hero Agency.
It's pretty easy for everyone to overlook Yagi Toshinori, All Might's 'quirkless secretary'. But he's still there.
Fandoms: Steven Universe (Cartoon)
28 Jan 2020
I know that you mean so well, but I am not a vessel for your good intent.
I will only break your pretty things. I will only wring you dry of everything.
But you're fine with that.
(Why are you fine with that?)
What if after the events of Change Your Mind, Pink-Steven becomes a lot more... aware that he exists?
Being ripped in two can really change someone, after all.
- Part 1 of Magenta Universe
14 Feb 2020
“For you!” Julian cried, shoving a fistful of weeds in Renfri’s direction, his smile wide and carefree.
Renfri carefully took them in her hands that were only shaking a little bit now, smearing red onto green stems and yellow petals.
Julian clambered into the bed beside her and crawled halfway onto her lap. “I got you flowers, ‘cause you’re so pretty like them!”
“These aren’t flowers, they’re weeds.” Renfri told him, rolling her eyes but allowing the contact with ease. Somedays it seemed like Julian was the only person in the entire castle who wasn’t afraid of her.
“They look like flowers.” He said, crinkling his nose.
“They’re dandelions,” Renfri informed her brother with a tiny smile, “They grow everywhere, even places they perhaps shouldn’t. That’s why they’re a weed.”
“Perhaps they’re a little like you,” She teased, “Growing in even the scariest of places with no fear.” Like a monster’s heart, she doesn’t say.
“Like a superpower!” Julian gasped.
Renfri separated one dandelion from the little clutch and reached out to tuck it behind a little ear. “For the stubborn hero, Jaskier.”
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13 Feb 2020
Fleeing across a war-torn Cintra on her quest to find Geralt of Rivia, Ciri finds... not Geralt.
“I want you to let me go!” She snapped, and pulled her arm from his grasp. He let her go easily. “It’s, it’s no business of yours what I am doing,” she declared, every inch royalty in her moment. It fled her the next, leaving a scared little girl in its wake. “Please, let me be.”
“I can’t,” Jaskier replied instantly, and he found he meant it. “Let me help you,” he said.
After a long, squint-eyed moment of suspicion, her chin thrust up defiantly.
“I won’t lie on my back for you.”
“Lie on your-- no,” he retched, horrified, but her face remained as it had, cagey, untrusting, jaded. “Princess, no. I want nothing so vile from you, I promise you. You must leave this place, immediately. You need accompaniment,” he pressed, even as she shook her head. “You- you need to find Geralt of Rivia!”
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11 Feb 2020