#cindy writes

[herondalelucies]

AND SO I RISE

a wip by cindy

GENRE: ya fantasy

STATUS: first draft, in progress

CONTENT WARNINGS: fantasy typical violence, minor character death, blood, flood, (mentions of) drowning, (mentions of) family death, (mentions of) slavery (will add as i draft)

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[thecindy]

Three a.m.

Izuku and Gran Torino have a talk

Rating: General Audiences

Words: 1,322 

Ao3

This does contain manga spoilers for chapter 306, and it alludes to some of what happens in previous chapters.

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Izuku hates three a.m.

Three a.m. meant he was either up too late or awoken too early. He spent most of his life avoiding three a.m. in a desperate attempt to maintain a decent sleep schedule. But at this moment, three a.m. was the ideal time for what he was about to do.

He had been in this hospital long enough to know the shift rotation by heart. He knew when the nurses and doctors did their rounds. He knew when housekeeping would mop the floors. He knew when the kind night shift nurse with golden hair and silver eyes would poke her head into his room to make sure he was sleeping. But most importantly, he knew when the nurses station on the way to the stairwell that exited into the parking garage would be vacant.

Tomorrow he was scheduled to be discharged and escorted back to UA to be with the rest of his class and his mother. His injuries now fully healed, he was expected to return to school and begin his second year as a hero student. But Izuku had decided weeks ago, the moment he woke up after his time with the predecessors, that he wouldn't be going back to UA. It wasn't safe. With the target on his back and with Shigaraki's - All For One's? - use of Ragdoll's search quirk, he would bring nothing but more fighting, more pain, and more death upon his friends, his classmates, his teachers... his family.

So tonight was the night. His last chance to save everyone he cared about from his own fate. He refused to let anyone else get hurt because of his cursed quirk. Truthfully, he had planned and had been ready to go several days ago, but the idea of a few more nights in a soft bed, and a few more hot meals had been far too tempting.

Izuku was alone tonight which made his plan a lot simpler. His mother had gone home to finish packing for the move to UA, and Izuku had insisted All Might - who had spent many a restless night in an uncomfortable hospital chair keeping watch over his successor - go sleep in his own bed with assurances that he would be alright on his own and that he would see him tomorrow. Izuku doesn't remember when he became so good at lying, the thought unsettled him a little bit. It hurt to deceive his mentor like this but he knew it was the only way.

Now or never.

Just after three a.m., like clockwork, he hears the door to his room slide open. He's careful to keep his eyes closed and his breathing even so as not to raise suspicion. Satisfied that he's alright and asleep the nurse slides the door closed again.

Izuku counts to 60 and as quietly as he can he slips out of bed. Under the flimsy hospital pajamas he's already wearing the clothes his mother brought for him to wear upon discharge - a soft t-shirt and pair of basketball shorts. Using a small percentage of One For All he rips off the hospital bracelet just in case it's the kind that could set off alarms, and knowing the security in this place that's pretty likely. After neatly folding his pajamas and leaving a thank you note to the hospital staff he slings his backpack over his shoulder and steps into the empty hall, normally bright lights dimmed for the night.

Left down the hall, one left and then a right and he'll reach the stairwell, which hopefully is kept unlocked from the inside, he hasn’t had a chance to check. He's memorized the floorplan on this level after his many circuits walking around it as part of his physical therapy.

He makes it past the empty nurses station and the left turn when he stops to check the patient name on a door. So Gran Torino hasn't been discharged yet. Izuku feels a lump form in his throat as the guilt washes over him. He knows it’s his fault so many people got hurt, one of them being All Might's teacher - his own teacher.

Noting that the lights are off in the room he slides the door open and quietly steps inside. He unbuckles his backpack and pulls out the letter on top addressed to the man who first helped him reign in the power of One For All. As silently as possible he pads over to the bedside table and gently places the letter next to a vase of wilted flowers.

He is across the room with his hand on the door handle when a voice cuts through the silence. "I ain't gonna read that shit. If you got somethin to say, say it to my face."

Izuku winces and turns to face the small man now sitting up in bed. "I'm sorry. I didn't realize you were awake. It's late."

"Yeah, well, when you get to be my age and you spend enough time in one of these germ factories you start to realize time is pretty meaningless."

"I see." Izuku swallows around the lump in his throat and grips the straps of his backpack tight. While any outward injury on Gran Torino's body seems to have been healed, he can't help but notice the dark circles below his usually masked eyes. And has he gotten even smaller?

"So what's in the envelope kid?" Gran Torino gestures toward the bedside table. "Ain't trying to poison me are ya? Get rid of me for good?"

"What! No!" Izuku cringes at the unintentional volume of his outburst. Then quieter, "it's just a letter. What normal people put in envelopes."

"When have we ever been normal people, eh?"

He allows himself a small laugh, "You got me there."

"Then why are you sneaking around a hospital in the middle of the night leaving letters for old men?" Gran Torino prodded.

Izuku is silent for a moment as he stares at his shoes. Setting his brow he raises his head to meet the older man's eyes. "I think you know why."

Gran Torino continues to meet his gaze before sighing deeply and dragging a large palm down his face. "This is the part where I'm supposed to talk you out of whatever half-baked, hair-brained, nonsense idea you got in that thick skull of yours."

"I have to go, Gran." Izuku could now feel tears threatening to spill down his cheeks. "I can't let anyone else get hurt because of me."

"I know you think you have to do this, and we both know I'm not exactly in a state where I can stop you, but there are other ways, kid. You don't have to do this alone."

Gran Torino's words hang heavy in the quiet hospital air. "I'm sorry," Izuku says after a beat. "I'm sorry but I do."

"If you decide to come to your senses you know where to find me." Gran Torino sighs again.

Tears are falling now. "Thank you, Gran Torino." the green haired boy manages to choke out. "Thank you for everything. Thank you for showing me how to make this quirk my own."

Wiping his eyes with the back of his hand, afraid Gran Torino really will find a way to talk him out of it, Izuku makes for the door again.

"Hey kid."

Izuku turns back just in time to catch the ball of cloth being tossed at him.

"Who are you?"

In his arms Izuku finds a familiar tattered yellow cowl. He clutches the garment to his chest and tries to convey every emotion he feels, every ounce of conviction he has in his voice, "I'm the hero who is going to save everyone."

__________________

With a final bow to his mentor, Izuku steps out into the empty hospital hallway. Unnoticed,

he finds his way to the - thankfully unlocked - stairwell and disappears into the night.

Notes:

This was very self-indulgent. I saw Izuku with Gran's cape and my brain filled in the rest for me.

Not beta'd, so if you see any mistakes or typos please gently let me know so I can fix them 😅

Also I never know how to tag fics, so also let me know tag suggestions or any tw/cw tags I should add.

Thanks for reading!

[kagetatsumis]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[ “Look,” Sokka pointed up at the sky, tracing the stars with his fingers. “Shooting stars.”

Zuko glanced up, following the other boy’s arm, and was rewarded with a flash of light across the sky. The moment was fleeting, like everything else that was good in Zuko’s life, but promising. 

“Make a wish,” Sokka whispered as he closed his eyes, smiling. Zuko watched the smile on his face, feeling his stomach curl in a similar fashion to the upward tilt of Sokka’s lips, and thought about how much he loved seeing Sokka smile. The other boy was a bright light, warm and welcoming, a mirror of what Zuko’s inner flame felt like. ]

or

five times Zuko needed Sokka’s touch to ground him and the one time Sokka needed him.

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[bbotanyclub]

tell me why my pea brain is compelling me to start another multi-chaptered au

[herondalelucies]

PIECES OF

a writeblr (re)introduction

it’s been awhile since my last intro, and a lot has changed about my blog since then, so i thought i’d give you guys an update. couldn’t come up with a cool way to set up that header so i went with my bio header which is ironically taken from a wip i no longer write about

--about.

i’m cindy, 21, she/her, bi ace, chinese/taiwanese, all that good stuff c: this blog is a sideblog, and you can find me on my main @kagetatsumis which is a multifandom but mostly litblr. you can also find me on twitter @/cindycwrites where i post about my writing and may be more up to date than tumblr!

i like to write ya fantasy, because that’s the genre i love to read the most, and i’m a sucker for slowburn romances, found family, and character driven plots. if that’s what you’re into, then you should def be checking out my wips below:

--my wips.

crowned

if there is one thing the captain of the royal guard and the anshetti assassin have in common, it’s a determination to prevent the impeding war. when xinlan watches her best friend and princess of her country die, she turns to unconventional allies in order to do the impossible: produce an heir to the throne.

intro | wip tag 

(i’ve changed the names of the people!! i’m going to go through and retag the excerpts with their proper names but if you want to be up to date with their names, the new intro has all the correct info!)

the phoenix mark

on avery’s sixteenth birthday, the world turns upside down, disrupting the lives of six individuals as they’re thrown into a contradictory predicament that they will either be humanity’s savior or destruction. the six of them run headlong into fate and straight into the paths of each other, and find that maybe they won’t have to worry about fate if they kill each other first.

intro | wip tag | more info | the starlight princess | more info tsp

and so i rise

many believe hesen is on a mission of vengeance, but in reality, it is a mission of truth. torn apart by her grief over her sister’s death, hesen strikes out to find a sorcerer willing to help her shake the world apart. she wants to erase magic completely, and she is going to do so by killing the gods.

intro | wip tag 

we burn so bright

when a mysterious stranger saves aris and her best friends from her execution, she’s forced to set on a journey to figure out why the gods have abandoned the land. struggling to stop her ever growing power, aris finds that the companions she travels with may not be who they claim they are, and that maybe the gods haven’t been so silent after all.

intro | wip tag

tagging a few friends to boost~ @aflaat @tsainami @atelierwriting @mahalii @honeywharf <3

[herondalelucies]

THE STARLIGHT PRINCESS

a novel by cindy -- sequel to THE PHOENIX MARK

GENRE: ya fantasy

STATUS: second draft, complete

POV: first person, multiple povs

NANOWRIMO GOAL: 50k

TAGLIST: @brandhaard @asoftplxcetoland @honeywharf @adelaroses @starshots @half-explored @cythereias @rapunzelles @rcvolutions @nefertiti-writes @septemberliterature @t-rexwriting @fflorentine @junciparis @aquillas @tsainami @zielenheil @moariin @sautrns @dreamybellatrixanvm @scioltezza @aashna @ahusaka @sourrcandy @pe-ersona @sprigofbasil @leftover-starlight @hazedartisan @indeliblewrites @elywritesbydarkness @kaelie-quill @starsjuno @harrowingwords @mahalii @writingbyjillian @janaisvu (send an ask to be added/removed!)

[herondalelucies]

                              THE PHOENIX MARK

                                      wtw event day 2: main characters

THEY ARE HUMAN’S LAST HOPE. THEY WILL BE EVERYONE’S DESTRUCTION.

TAGLIST: @zuiderhaaks @asoftplxcetoland @rachelelizabethdares @honeywharf @adelaroses @starshots @half-explored @cythereias @rapunzelles @rcvolutions @nefertiti-writes @septemberliterature @t-rexwriting @fflorentine @gracethalia @aquillas @inesnenci @zielenheil @kiesinger @sleepingastlast @sautrns @dreamybellatrixanvm @scioltezza @gatsbies @towntimes @ahusaka @sourrcandy @pe-ersona @sprigofbasil @leftover-starlight (send an ask to be added/removed!)

[herondalelucies]

                                    WE BURN SO BRIGHT

                                                 a wip intro by cindy

GENRE: ya fantasy

STATUS: first draft, writing

POV: first person, present

THEMES AND TROPES: found family; discovering identity; coming of age; lgbtq+ romance; poc rep; anti-heroes; anti-villains; friends to lovers; magic

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TAGLIST

@andromdae @cythereias @honeywharf @popovs (send an ask to be added/removed)