I'm still working on the fic, sorry! I am just not happy with a lot of what I'm writing atm and don't have a lot of time to focus on it
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I'm still working on the fic, sorry! I am just not happy with a lot of what I'm writing atm and don't have a lot of time to focus on it
to be honest there has never been a fictional character i’ve actually wanted to date. like. i want them to date each other. i don’t want myself as a person to be involved in this scenario whatsoever. what would i add to this narratively? what’s my thematic purpose in the narrative? immersion breaking.
#im the director bitch not the actor
don’t hide this in the tags that’s exactly it
the worst is wanting to create and create and create but being trapped in a body that is so so so so tired
will update there's piracy in the lyrics (so lie like they're your own) soon as I can, but ended up getting obsessed with Demon Slayer and have been working on smth new for a bit
will post when it's ready, it's gonna be a fun one
theres piracy in the lyrics (so lie like theyre your own)
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Ch 32. Fic Update: Will be posting update very very soon. Decided to rewrite the chapter last minute because it felt a bit wonky and am currently trapped in a dungeon of nightmares called Midterms
Sneak Peek, for the troubles:
It reminds him of a thought that's been crossing his mind a lot lately, the fact that his quirk had the apparent habit of seeping into his voice without him knowing. It'd been something he hadn't been able to get out of his head, ever since Medama had whispered about it in his ear and made him shiver and stutter.
He doesn't imagine it does much. There must be a reason he never noticed it before. It must have been too small a detail to even register in his periphery, especially since he's had his quirk for basically as long as he can remember. It'd just become a part of him. To integrated to notice.
But this is an opportunity to experiment, even if it leads nowhere, so Shinsou tries to summon up whatever vestigial bit of his quirk that's gone long undiagnosed and tries to force it forward.
Shoving it into his voice.
It's... hard. At first. To even recognize it. It's a tightening somewhere, at the base of his throat. It feels like dozens of strings being pulled taught inside of him, stressed with a high-tension that sends a tingling sensation across his tongue.
It makes him want to bite down.
The pressure in his neck is not... an unfamiliar one. It's like flexing a muscle, tensing and untensing until something just- falls into place.
After a minute, it's strikingly easy to do, especially now that he's paying attention to it.
It's a rumbling, then it's a purr- "It's not like you have any other options."
Monoma adopts a strange expression.
For Ch. 31
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She can't help but wonder what she must look like to him. If he thought her truly pathetic and a waste of space or if this is the final straw that would get him to start looking at her with pity in his eyes.
She wouldn't blame him for either.
Instead-
He sighs, a haggard sound that probably twists his mouth into a crooked smirk. She can’t tell. He’s wearing a mask, making it infinitely harder to gauge his already muted expressiveness. She thinks that, if he is though, it might suit him better than the concern he was offering her. "No one else was going to come over to pick up after your sorry-ass. My bad. Next time, I'll just make sure to kick you on my way out."
"Asshole. You're the moron wasting both of our time."
She has just enough time to catch sight of him rolling his eyes before his hands are colliding with her shoulders and she’s being shoved into the dirt.
“Ow!” She bites back a growl. “You- You are so damn dramatic, Shinsou.”
He scoffs.
Crashing waves.
Flowing rivers of water.
There's an ocean tide beneath him, a salty spray that leaves a taste in his mouth, crystalline tides speckled with dust and dirt and fine little speckled dots that seemed to catch the sunlight like suspicious little stars he hadn't yet learned the meaning of.
He should've reacted. He should've frozen it and been done with it. But he pauses instead and that single second of distraction and second guessing costs him more time than he realizes. Enough for someone to take advantage.
"I- I can't believe what I'm seeing here, folks, but it seems like-"
He can feel his eyes widen as something sharp, thorny and like a whip rips up from the waves to wrap around his ankle.
"-students are teaming up?!"
It drags him back down to earth.
Into the tidal flow.
Midoriya doesn’t end up mentioning it- there’s too many things on his mind, too many stresses, and it seems to be only another one to add to the bunch- but his eyes catch a flash of purple in the crowd of students. It’s only a glimpse, really. But it sends a shiver up his spine and makes him swallow. Drawing up memories of angry indigo eyes and terror he hadn’t been prepared for and the feeling of being swallowed whole-
He still doesn’t know whether it’s a good feeling or not. He still doesn’t know why it makes him curious and anxious all the same. Most of all, though, he can’t help but find it familiar too. Enough that it makes his insides crackle with that unknown power he was still learning and desperate to control and that hunger, deep in his belly, telling him that he needs to scream his name to the heavens before someone drags him down and back into the deep.
If he's not prepared, he'll be left behind.
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To hide away, caught and torn, to just bleed herself dry.
She was cutting herself into pieces until she bled, breaking off shards of herself without refrain and without regret, and she didn’t seem to be stopping- only speeding up the process, perfecting it. Until she grew addicted to ends that justify the means, to carrying the world on her back and kneeling beneath its weight, until her head bowed but her eyes still glared so viciously that they burned holes in the galaxies and tore the stars asunder.
He couldn’t help but wonder if Medama wanted it to hurt... Wonder how many pieces she’d break herself into, how much smaller she’d get, before Shinsou realized she’d broken herself so completely that she didn’t exist at all anymore.
There’s a weight on his chest. It’s something dark and decrepit, foul and disgusting- it’s heavy, unbearable, and it’s weighing him down. He swallows, his throat bobbing as he gasps for breath. And he doesn’t get any air, not even a lick of it. He just feels like he’s being swallowed whole, like something is biting down on him, feasting on his popping blood vessels and scavenging through his musculature and viscera to get a taste of every piece.
(It finds him delicious.
It finds him. Every little secret, every little memory, everything that makes him feel worthless and it pulls it to the surface between its teeth. It’s him- screaming and crying and desperate to escape its hungry maw, but all it does is bite down and chew. It’s teeth sharp and made for severing strands of flesh and veins and consuming until there’s nothing left.)
Suddenly, he’s all too aware of the blood pumping through his veins, of the sporadic breaths taken in wild moments that felt like a dizzying assault on his brain, and it’s so overwhelming- so overpowering- that he thinks he’s just about to fall apart-
-scatter into pieces-
-and then…
It stops.
And he’s left. Numb. Defeated.
Shivering.
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