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Hizashi feels the pulse deep inside his chest, the whispers of a millions souls all overlapping one another, surrounding him, drifting through the water in an endless cycle of death and life and death again, reborn and thriving, decaying and rotting, the ocean was merciful and merciless.
The ocean is nothing if not balanced, capable of giving so much only because it took in equal amounts.
It was constant.
It called to him, always, the strongest song he’d ever heard.
Notes:
I want to say thank you to everyone who is coming back to read this story after YEARS of me promising updates. Thank you for returning, thank you for not giving up on me, thank you for waiting so patiently. Thank you to all my friends who heard me say “I’m going to work on Riptide tonight” over and over and over again, and then didn’t berate me when I failed to do so. Thank you to every person who listened to me complain about how hard it was, how much my writer’s block hurt me, how much this weighed heavy on my shoulders. Thank you to those who always offered to help motivate me, inspire me, talk to me about a story I often wondered if anyone really even cared about anymore. Thank you to everyone who bookmarked this and checked on it, who hoped for more, who reread Chapter 1-4 again and again each time I said an update was coming. I cannot thank you enough for your support.
Read the full chapter on AO3 here, the below is just an excerpt
Just letting you guys know my commissions are open! It’s a tight month so please consider ordering some art from me! Just message if you have any queries, and I accept comms via my KoFi! _X_
Just letting you guys know my commissions are open! It’s a tight month so please consider ordering some art from me! Just message if you have any queries, and I accept comms via my KoFi! _X_
This started out as an attempt to help get gender reaffirming Surgery, but things have progressed to wher… Ren Nakamura needs your support
I don’t know how to use tumblr, but I want to add a trigger warning for suicide, cancer, terminal illness, and child trafficking.
I haven’t hijacked Ren’s page in a long time for a lot of reasons. And I genuinely hope that my begging for help on his page doesn’t lose him followers. But that gofundme he made to help me get hrt? Yeah I scrapped it and made it into a survival fund. Because we cannot pay our bills even with me working 2 jobs, and I cannot live like this watching him blame himself for having cancer and being so sick he can barely function.
I am a transgender pansexual apostate Muslim of semetic descent. I was a victim of child trafficking and I have been taking care of myself most of my life. My relationship with my “family” is an absolute joke. Ren is a half Japanese intersexed homo leaning asexual, who’s parents irreparably mutilated his body. We are 18 and 19 years old.
We need help. Real help. I have called most of the charities in town, they will not help us. I managed to get some food for our pets and some fry goods for us. We are luck a charity is paying for his chemo. They are overwhelmed and he is not a US citizen and by default is considered low priority.
I can understand the defensiveness that seeing someone beg and use guilt as a weapon can create. I know the knee jerk reaction is to roll your eyes and keep scrolling, tell yourself that it’s okay not to allow yourself to be emotionally manipulated. But it doesn’t take anything to share something like this. We are children. We are scared. This isn’t something anyone should have to go through and it’s definitely not something people our age are equipped to deal with. You cannot imagine how terrifying this has been and how hard it can be to ask for help and know that people think you’re full of shit or deserve it or turn away. Please do not avoid sharing because you’re offended an 18 year old asked you to help keep his 90lb 19 year old husband from suffocating to death in his bed. Please.
Edit: our go fund me is not allowing us to withdraw the money and we’re trying to solve the issue. If you could please use the links for kofi or cashapp until this is fixed for donations we would be extremely grateful.
Again I am so sorry for having to be as blunt as I have been, but simply asking for help wasn’t working. And a lot of the posts he made which tagged people he knew could help him were ignored. He has been trying to get help from people for months, (and some people did, and that’s wonderful) but I cannot afford to be as nice about it as he has tried to be. I hope you can understand that. Thank you
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A kind-of drabble I did for EraserMic whilst I was feeling a little Unfantastic, thought I would share it
Stitch
Shouta's hand doesn't feel quite like his own, as he watches it pull pen across paper, chicken-scratch handwriting filling a lined page. It's late, perhaps midnight, though the last time he checked the clock it was 11:22pm and that feels like it might have been longer than half an hour ago.
Maybe.
He looks up and his hand stops writing. The room is dimly lit by an old lamp on his wooden desk. Stacks of books litter his office room. A small mound of jelly packets fill the bin by his side, although he doesn't remember drinking them. Outside, gentle rain can be heard against the window. His gaze returns to his hand.
The nails are trimmed neatly, short and blunt. Shouta looks blankly at them, notes how they're attached to scarred fingers lazily wrapped around a pink pen. Hizashi's pink pen. Shouta hears himself sigh softly and it's hardly heard against the pitter-patter of raindrops.
It's days like this Shouta feels like an outline. A thing tracing the outside of his body only just, hovering centimetres from his skin. He's here, writing reports, and the rain is supposedly offering a relaxing heartbeat - but he's also a stranger in his own body.
Sometimes it's okay.
Today it's not.
The fingers drop the pen, and the clatter drags Shouta back hard. His breathing picks up, just a little, and he orders his hand to grab his mobile. It isn't long until it's ringing.
And then there's Mic's voice. A little wired, a little surprised. Always kind. And through the questions and general nonsense, Shouta asks for him. Asks for Hizashi, wrapped around him and placing Shouta back in his body in a way that feels natural.
"Let me finish up and I'll be right there, Shou' - I love you!"
The words alone are more soothing than the rain could ever hope to be. Hanging up, Shouta finally looks at the clock and it's 4:17am. He can feel his outline starting to skim his skin again in the near-silence, and slowly exhales. He trusts Hizashi. Soon, he knows his husband will be home, holding him in the way he knows Shouta needs, singing under his breath and anchoring Shouta down. Stitching his outline back to his flesh.
Gently. Safely.
And it's this that let's him know that, for now, he's okay.
Have you kept up with the my hero academia manga? If so, what do you think about the current events? What are your hopes and theories?
I’m a Filthy Casual™ with the manga these days, but I have two extremely specific thoughts about what’s happening:
#1 - Matt and Mic on the Hospital Smoker’s Bench of Sadness
And #2 - Sometimes OC Injuries Coincide With Canon Events And That’s Great
As for my hopes and theories? We already know that Eri’s gonna fix everything, so there’s no real tension anymore with anything and Horikoshi please let the boys become canon I am so very tired
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