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    We just want to live. //RWBY shortfic collection.

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    Blue Exorcist oneshots of varying tone and genre.

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    Various works done for Tucker Appreciation Week over on Tumblr. As you may have guessed from the name, these are going to revolve around Tucker. ...no, wait, don't go yet!

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    Fics, art and assorted fan stuff originally made for Ectober Week 2014 over on my tumblr.
    For those curious: http://bibliomatsuri.tumblr.com/tagged/ectober14

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    When Harry is nine, Aunt Petunia takes a pair of shears to his head.

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    21 Nov 2018

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    From the hallway, he hears Aunt Petunia say, "Have fun, Diddykins!"

    "It's gonna be awesome!" comes the squeaky voice of Dudley's friend, Piers Polkiss, and then the front door shuts and Aunt Petunia comes back into the kitchen. Her smile drops when she spots Harry still sitting on the stool.

    "Well?" she snaps. "Sweep up that hair! And — go take a shower! I don't want you tracking hair all over the place! You'd be worse than a cat!"

    Harry relishes the shower, but all of the happiness it brings him evaporates when he glimpses the tip of his reflection in the bathroom mirror. He drags a footstool over so he can see his entire face, and he instantly wishes he hadn't.

    Harry vs. society and memory and his awful relatives.
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    The press on her heart worsened as her euphoria faded. When the nurses took Izuku aside to be measured, even as fatigue overtook her, Inko kept a keen ear on the action and made herself sick with pointless comparisons.

    "Green hair…"

    Like herself. Like father, like son needn’t apply here as it did elsewhere.

    "Forty-seven centimeters…"

    That sounded shorter, but she couldn’t be sure. Not unless she asked for the records.

    "Two-thousand eight-hundred and thirty-four grams…"

    Inko couldn’t remember the exact numbers anymore, but she was certain that Izuku was smaller than his brother had been.

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    Inko Shimura was born. She went to school. She met new people. She fell in love a few times. Her sons were born. She raised one. And eventually, she saved herself.

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    18 Nov 2018

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    My son is a demonic broccoli. That’s the kind of ludicrous statement Inko’s exhausted mind was cooking up at 3 AM.

    “He sounds like he’s dying.” Hisashi sounded uneasy, which only made Inko feel like her stomach had turned itself inside-out. Hisashi was supposed to be the cool and collected one between them. If he was worried about Izuku then…

    “It’s his first night home! We couldn’t have broken him already!” Inko’s shrill tone was beyond her control right now. Izuku was putting his new lungs to the test and no amount of rocking or shushing could save their eardrums.

    Hisashi combed back his curls and made a frazzled hand gesture. “You’ve had one already, wouldn’t you -”

    “No.” Her response was immediate. Clipped. Even Izuku stumbled mid-cry. Hisashi regarded her with a blank expression, then nodded. He made to take his turn rocking Izuku, but wisely thought better of it and returned to the desktop computer to search out answers to their dilemma. The damn thing froze and they had to switch off anyway since Inko was the one with the computer know-how.

    read this for pain

    No, really. This is a 20K novella about an Inko who lives her whole life never really knowing all of what has happened, which is very true to how most people live their lives afaik. There's this bleak sense of lack underlying almost everything - that isn't some sort of loss, where it takes center stage. She's lost, a lot of the time. This Inko feels very human to me.

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    John restarts the universe! Again, and again, and again.

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    17 Nov 2018

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    "I have no idea what you're talking about," he says, and turns to give her a loose and cheery grin. "But I love you too, Rose!”

    She doesn't match his memories. Rose looks older, now, prettier, her glowing eyes settled into her face. She takes two measured steps closer, boxing him in- unless he wants to fall down the stairs! and starts talking about important, battle oriented things, about Kanaya, about consequences of timelines beyond sight, beyond prediction, about saying goodbye, drawing out the seconds bit by excruciating bit until she gives him a quick flicker of a smile, and finally turns to leave around the corner.

    John’s breath echoes harshly off the walls.


    [Try again. Restart?]




    No. Fuck that! Nothing's wrong.

    A bit of fridge-horror world-exploration in John's typically breezy POV, which happens to feel a lot more true to canon than the canon epilogue does.
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    Touko Fujiwara is not a woman who gets easily flustered.

    But she has to admit that she gets a bit nervous when Nyankichi streaks down the stairs into the living room where she’s sitting with Shigeru, the golden bell on his red collar jangling wildly.

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    15 Nov 2018

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    While the sight of Takashi sprawled out on the floor unconscious is not completely foreign, Touko’s hand still flies to her mouth as she rushes to his side and folds to her knees next to him.

    Touko is the best auntie; or, the Fujiwaras bond with Nyanko-sensei over trying to keep Natsume alive.
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    “I want,” Bakugou says, “you to wake the fuck up. Make teachers look out for their kids. Don’t put up with any kind of violence—this should be a fucking safe space for kids. And the little shit-stains who think they’re above the rules because they’ve got a fancy quirk? You deal with them, too. Quirk usage is illegal. Physical assault is illegal. And yet I saw all that and more when I was here—I did all of that and more when I was here.”

    The principal stares at him. “You’re saying you wanted us to give you detention?”

    Detention. Like that would have done anything.

    “I’m saying,” Bakugou says through gritted teeth, “that you should’ve expelled me.”

     

    Or: how Bakugou became an anti-bullying advocate.

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    13 Nov 2018

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    Bakugou is on his way back from picking up ingredients for dinner. There’s a park near their apartment building, usually populated by kids. Kirishima often says he likes the atmosphere it gives off. It makes their area feel suburban, even though they live less than fifteen minutes from the city centre.

    Today, though, there aren’t little kids running around the playground. Instead, there’s a group of kids surrounding a boy curled up on the ground, protecting his head. The kids are using their quirks. The boy is not.

    This is the only Bakugou redemption arc I can actually believe.