27 Feb 2018
A different child, a child that wanted the wealth and notoriety that came with being an exorcist, would’ve forced their foster families to believe they had the ability to see youkai years ago, but Natsume never wanted that. Natsume just wanted a family.
And he finally has one. Amazingly, impossibly, Natsume has a family.
A series of one-shots in the Youkai Are Known AU.
Bookmarked by Kristtorn_drage
14 Sep 2019
27 Jun 2017
ShinRa's most powerful SOLDIER finds his cookie, a family and a few new friends thanks to a dented cast-iron frying pan.
Sequel to Much Ado About Lt. Sephiroth
- Part 3 of Under The Wing of A Nibel Dragon
Bookmarked by Kristtorn_drage
13 Sep 2019
Fandoms: Naruto, Compilation of Final Fantasy VII, Crisis Core: Final Fantasy VII, Final Fantasy VII
25 Mar 2018
“This body reacted on autopilot,” he said, enunciation careful. “I... “ he looked up, cocked his head — that was a very Uzumaki gesture and not a very Sephiroth one, as was, oh, the entirety of his body language and posture — “if it were me I … Would have punched you harder.” He frowned minutely.
Sakura, who had been Genesis all three months and thus knew bleedthrough when she saw it, snorted.“You wouldn’t have punched me at all.”
“No, I would have punched you,” said Sephiroth. Then he scowled, and with Uzumaki’s intonation: “You were a dick.”
29 Aug 2019
Since Izuku turns four a series of Progressively Escalating incidents keep occurring in the Midoriya household. At first, no one makes the connection between the Midoriyas and the incidents, by dint of said incidents being so huge in scale, as befitting of An Appropriately Tragic backstory. Like that mass villain attack that occurred at the mall on Inko’s birthday. And that hostage situation at Tokyo-Disneyland. And that bank robbery after Tokyo Disneyland. The narrative works very hard but Midoriya Inko Does Not Die, because she has common sense and BNHA has things like actually competent law enforcement.
(or: in which the narrative is determined to make Midoriya Inko an anime mom, the headcanon list)
The light overhead isn't from Minion island's overcast sky but instead a steel plated ceiling shining down fluorescence, glass and plastic bottles rattling on shelves against the walls. Everywhere there's monitors and familiar machinery and the distinct tang of antiseptic, sharp beyond the memory sense of blood and snow. For half a second Law looks at it all very blankly and thinks, What The Hell. Is he dreaming. Is he hallucinating. Is he just plain dead. His sight-line completes the rotation of this impossibility to fall upon speckled jeans and a long sweeping coat. And the man standing in front of Law has the blankest expression Law's ever seen. And the man standing in front of Law has Law's father's face.
Underneath Law's blood-slicked fingers, Cora-san's pulse shudders.
(This is a story where the past and the present collide. Wherein thirteen year old Trafalgar Law and twenty-six year old Rocinante tumble sideways through time-space via the blue desperation of a newly eaten devil fruit, from Minion island to a future distant. Right, unwittingly, onto the submarine deck of a another Law shortly after Doflamingo’s fall.)