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A Haunted and Struggling Family Set Up
As an introduction to this “project work” I’ve been sitting on for year, allow me to explain the set up- the lore of this is a blending of the “science” of the Danny Phantom cannon with superstitions and myths of ghost that found in different global cultures. So it well be following story beats of the show until a center point (as the movie didn’t happen) and I will be adding new story archs.
I was super drunk and I wrote a thing so now you all get to see it-
Yamamoto Akemi narrowed her eyes.
She wasn’t sure what it was, but something was definitely absolutely different with Todoroki Enji. Everything from how he held himself, to how he interacted with everyone. Her instincts prickled. Whatever it was that had happened, it was something important. Akemi would bet her quirk on it.
She hadn’t even had to dim his flames once.
Her quirk- Flame Manipulation- had been put into use many times over their years at UA. She’d even had to do it a few times when she met him after that, despite his being the Number Two Hero.
She’d seen the news footage almost as soon as it happened. All Heroes tended to help keep each other in the loop of ‘what’s happening’. It was partly to help prevent all the heroes from rushing to one place since someone else had it handled, partly to direct certain heroes to incidents, and mostly because heroes were a nosy bunch.
It was why the heroes had their own app that they had to be cleared to have, and then the hero had to go to one of the specialty locations and have it downloaded. There was a lady with a technology based Quirk that made sure only those cleared to use the app could access it in the event a hero’s phone was stolen- Akemi had no idea how it worked.
She’d been in the middle of breakfast when the alert came in on her phone. She’d opened it even as she shoved the rolled omelet into her mouth for a moment, her eyes widening in shock as she took in the news coverage of Enji staggering out of a forest looking like hell.
What or Who had managed to do that to Enji Todoroki?
She’d been one of the Pros called in to look at the scene after Enji left, and she’d been just as confused as everyone else. With the fire burning so hot it had turned literally everything around it into ash, cracking the ground and leaving nothing behind…
There was nothing to be found.
She’d just have to wait, like everyone else, until Endeavor reported on the incident, and she’d have to pray that whoever had gotten the better of Enji would be dealt with.
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The next time she sees Enji, she stills. He’s out with his family. His wife is standing close by his side, his three year old daughter is running in front of them, and it’s like ice down her spine. Not the scene itself- that in and of itself is actually rather cute.
No.
She’d seen Enji with his family before. She’d watched them at all the hero balls, seen all the pictures the press took whenever they step out of the house. She’d seen Enji’s face when he told his colleagues that he was getting married.
It was completely different than this.
He’s looking at his wife when she sees him, and she can see something soft in his eyes that had not been there even a week before the Incident. There had been no hint of that softness in him. It’s like he’s a different person, and Akemi wants to storm over to him and demand answers.
She doesn’t.
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Enji sees Yamamoto Akemi across the park.
His chest tightens, and his breath stalls in his throat as he stares into those blue-fire eyes.
The last time he’d seen those eyes, they’d been lit from within. She’d been standing between three Noumu, and two villains, and ten of the younger kids UA had taken in for protection. She’d snarled at them all like an animal, her dark lavender hair flickering as her flames spread. Her legs braced, shoulders lowered, body crouched in an unmoving wall of protection.
She’d taken the entire group on by herself, the only Pro on the scene at the time. Enji had seen the video of it later.
She’d won. She’d won, but when she came back, when she staggered into UA’s walls leading children back home soot covered and sobbing-
She’d been bleeding internally the entire time. She’d known it. Could feel it. And still, she had walked those children home like they would all come out alive. She’d crashed into his arms as soon as she’d seen him, gasping wetly. She’d had no strength to continue forward then.
Her eyes, always lit from within by her flames, had dimmed and flickered. “Enji,” she gasped, choking on blood “I’m sorry, tell Shouta I love him. Tell him I love him so much. Tell him I’ll wait, and to take care of himself. Tell him it wasn’t his fault. Tell him Enji.”
Enji had known the moment she collapsed against him, that innate sense of flame that he carried telling him how hers sputtered and guttered against him. He’d held her to his chest and agonized over what this would do to Aizawa. He’d promised her with a tightening throat, gripping her close like he could hold her to this Earth.
She smiled, blood bubbling through her teeth, and every gasp wet and agonized. She’d grinned and reached up, gripping his shoulder and demanded more of him.
“Take care of my husband for me Enji- and make sure our kids make it out of this if you can.” her next gasp stuttered in her throat, and he watched her chest stall and start for a frightening moment. Her smile was a soft and sad thing as her eyes, dimming even further still, met his own blue “You’ve changed you know. For the better. I’m proud of this you.” she choked and blood splattered over Enji’s chest and cheeks.
He stopped breathing.
Akemi’s eyes drifted past him, towards the ceiling, her breathing slowing “Tell Shouta I love him, and make sure he gets this.” her hand shook and almost didn’t make it to her neck. It fell onto her chest, but her fingers fished the silver chain free all the same.
On the end of the necklace was her wedding ring.
“Give Shigaraki hell for me okay? And make it out on the other side alive.”
He’d watched that dim glowing of her eyes become embers, and then smother itself-
He’d been there when Aizawa came back, he’d watched the man shatter-
“-i? -ji are you- Enji!” a ice cold hand against his cheek snapped Enji’s attention down to Rei as his wife worked to get his attention with worried eyes.
He breathed.
When he looked up, Akemi had disappeared from view.
END
It was just a drabble idea i did when I was drunk, about an OC who was in our Favor Fire verse.
I have no idea where I was going with it. But now I’m reworking the ENTIRE THING thanks to Tricks, over in my Discord. It’s gonna be so different. But STILL crossed with our Favor Fire verse. So....look forward to my first (aside from this) actual posted OC centered story????????/
A Haunted and Struggling Family`` Intro to Ocs
Parents
Mr. Smith- 37
Curly black hair he likes to slick back with gel and has large gray eyes that are hidden behind his glasses. Mixed raced so has a tan skinned appearance.
He was raised by his father to grow the family's library on paranormal accidents but instead focused on the occult side of the paranormal. He is a professor of American history at the local state university and while highly respected among his peers and students he doesn’t socialize much. As such he does come off as mysterious and at times cold, though he does mean will. At home he loves to spend time with his wife and kids, cooking dinner and setting up game nights. He originally was married to a kind woman who ran a sweet shop across the street from his parents funeral home but they divorced after he found her “decorating” with the head baker. He also may or may not be a cult leader, as he specializes in summoning demons/ghost and people keep showing in robes to his summoning circle (he tries not to pay them any mind)
Likes: Studying historical and theology text. Summoning on Monday nights. Leather. Bananas. Looking into his wife's eyes.
Dislikes: People not staying in their own lane. Getting called out of work cause the kids did something stupid. Changing the air filters in the house (he has a fear of ladders).
The kind of dad who tells dad jokes at a funeral
Mrs Smith- 35
Red wavy hair that falls mid back, plump lips, high cheekbones and wide deep green eyes (and is taller than her husband)
A charming yet mysterious woman who was raised by a single mother who left a cult. She’s half succubus but never bothered to look into the past as she never wishes to upset her overworked mother. She learned to play off her natural beauty and smarts to land a nice accounting career and was married to a ‘comfortable man’ but left him after finding out he had a second family. She is often overworked and seen on her laptop dealing with accounts or clients, as her coworker likes to use her as a pack mule. But when she has down time she likes to spend it with her son or husband, as she enjoys their company. She makes attempts to spend time with her step daughter but doesn’t understand her odd behavior or ghostly interest but does care for her deeply.
Likes: Wine. Pearls. Silk. Going to the beach. Watching murder movies with her husband.
Dislikes: The job she got a degree in. Gold. Nuns. Velcro.
The kind of mom the PTA moms fear
The “Children”
Asahel Smith- 15 years old
Long Raven Black Hair she keeps in a low ponytail and deep chocolate eyes that appear almost black within shadows.
MIxed race- mother french canadian and father is multi mix so appears tan skinned
As her parents were usually busy with work she was left to explore the family’s library and indulge in ‘creativity’. She’s a passionate historian of “ghost and demonic lore” and studying/researching all backstories of the spirits or demons she encounters. Though she is rather laid back and doesn’t care what others think about her as “it won’t matter when we’re all dead”. So she gives off a ‘feral’ energy to people that meet her but those who spend time with her see her calm side. For the ones she cares for she's more than willing to go to hell and back for them but can be a bit too physically affectionate. She does have conflict with her step brother as she doesn’t understand why he refuses to accept himself fully but loves him deeply.
Likes: Studying historical and theology text. Mangoes and coconuts. Messing with her step bro. Spending time with ghosts and demons (family time is cool too).
Dislikes: People who see themselves above everyone. Cucumbers and celery.
She is the “wait, where did she go?” friend of the group.
Dae-Hyun Park- 15 years old
Half Koren and Half Irish
Redish hair a with a muted greenish brown eyes
As he grew up comfortable but under strict rules set by his father he learned to put on a face. He desperately wants to be “normal” and tries to stay the hell away from his demon half as such he suffers from internalized hatred of his demon traits. However he puts on a calm and collected persona, appearing mature for his age to others. Focusing on his academic pursuit of science, hoping to eventually become a medical researcher. He doesn’t understand how his step father and step sister handle being surrounded by insanity (demons/ghost stuff). Resenting them a bit for ‘dragging’ his mother and him into their family business though he appreciates their help in taming their demonic physical traits.
Likes: Rock/Metal music. Red meats and chocolate. Watching documentaries with his mom.
Dislikes: Talking about his dad. His step sister was messing with him. Spicy food. Hats.
Is the dad friend of the group.
Naruto, Sasuke and Sakura were not in fact the only rookies in that year. This genin was going to be normal, emotionally well-balanced and happy if it killed her. Which, in Konoha, was almost a statistical certainty.
I read this over the winter holiday. And then I went back to work, came home again, sat down on the couch, opened up a tab to see if the story had updated and then when I looked up again, five hours had passed, the cat was hungry, and I still hadn’t made dinner.
...I had also reread the entire dang thing.
So, let me start out by saying that this is one of my favorite fics discovered in 2017. Wrought’s writing is dynamic, engaging, and occasionally like a punch of emotion to the face (our main protagonist, Raiku, is the most adorably oblivious character ever and I would physically punch people in the stomach for her. I love her and her reactions). The characters are well-written and spring off the page; the plot is unique and I can’t wait to see where it goes.
Meet Raiku of the Gairano “family united under a common goal.” They can see what is called the Genematrix, “the source of every tragic story, dramatic interlude and attractively damaged character alive and precious.”
The beginning author’s note says that this is a parody and comedy, in my opinion, this work far outstrips what typically is written as a parody in fandom circles and has become a beautiful, fleshed-out interpretation of Naruto canon (disclaimer: I stopped reading Naruto canon after everyone died and was MIRACULOUSLY brought back to life the next chapter because my poor heart couldn’t take the trauma. I still enjoy every scrap of fic I read!). I love and feel for all of the characters introduced through the story. Raiku’s internal monologues (especially during time skips), had me literally howling with laughter (the cat was Not Amused) and having to take breaks to gain my breath back.
This fic is funny and brilliant. I have to go back and reread chapters again, finding crumbs of foreshadowing and piecing together what’s actually happening vs. what Raiku thinks is happening. I would never be a ninja - I can barely read the underneath, let alone underneath the underneath, but this story is so fun to puzzle out!
Fanart and other fic can be found on the author’s tumblr, @northwrought and is all adorable (and occasionally heart breaking in the best of ways).
So, for 2018, I’ll be trying to rec a fic a day (it’s already February, so I’ve got a lot of catch up to do, but wish me luck!). This review has been on my mind for a while, but it updated today and pushed me into actually making a post.
