Take A Wild Guess.

About me:

I’m a person, and I don’t really care what pronouns you use. I write stories and overthink plot lines to the point I physically cannot write them due to my dwindling free time. I’m a rare pair lover.

I love LOVE cats. No cat shade allowed. I have a love hate relationship with any fandom to bump into.

I’d rather not be labelled into sexuality.

I’m a cancer..makeofthatwhatyouwill..

I block freely, no dni list.

Current fandoms:

Tangled the series

Mha (very active)

Hazbin Hotel (love to hate on it)

Harry Potter (FCK JKR)

My Little Pony

MHA Favourite Characters:

Shinsou Hitoshi

Todoroki Shouto

Shigaraki Tomura

Aizawa Shouta

Iida Tenya

Midoriya Izuku

Ships I love/love to hate:

These are my opinions, don’t like them ignore them.

Shintodo. ⭐️⭐️ 🌟

Rodeku. ⭐️⭐️

Iideku. ⭐️

..Dabihawks.

……Eraserdust.

Iibaku.

FANON bkdk. And this is mostly due to my sibling.

Soarinjack.

Snape with mostly any adult.

Soarindash.

Harry Potter and Horrid Henry 1st years.

Current au/fanfics:

Mha Rewrite.

Mha Wonderland.

Mha Marine fantasy.

Mha Winter fantasy.

Mha Fantasy.

Mha Shinsou based stories (Crazed Mindbender’s Book, Mindful Monster, Traitor Of Japan).

Mha Dreams.

Mha ficlets/drabbles/ideas.

Harry Potter Rewind.

Harry Potter Wrong Boy Who Lived.

Harry Potter First War, Last War.

Harry Potter Non-magic.

Harry Potter and a Truly Horrid Year.

My Little Pony Luna’s Student.

My Little Pony Lost Elements.

Hazbin Hotel Rewrite.

Hazbin Hotel Swap.

Hazbin Hotel Heaven.

Hazbin Hotel Cosmic horror.

I do very little A/B/O mapping, and it’s mostly because I wanted to shape actual biology and behavioural triggers. It’s not half as annoying when you not solely focused on smut scenes only.

Feel free to ask me anything about fan aus you might see me posting around.

Other blogs/platforms.

@hoarsesartblog

@alternativeuniversescheming

Bakgou approaches, first watch tower goes “WHO’S THERE?!”

Bakugou goes “YOUR PRINCE!!”

The first tower needs its neighbour’s help to open the door so it goes “OPEN THE DOOR!”

Then A pause. Then a distant reply, “WHAT?!”

“I SAID OPEN THE DO-“

Third tower from the other corner, “WHAT?!”

Second tower turns and goes to the third, “WHAT???”

The four tower goes, “HE SAID ROW THE FLOOR!”

“HE SAID DOUGH? DOUGHWHAT?”

Bakugou goes, “OPEN THE DAMN DOOR! this always happens!”

The deeply confused second tower says, “WHAT WAS THAT ABOUT A FLOOR?”

and it just goes on and on.

Izuku, scratching his head, “Why don’t you just get a megaphone?”

So I was scrolling through shintodo again, and I clicked a fic without really realising it was also dekuzawa. Basically Shinsiu finds out and he freaks out on Aizawa like how could you do that to your student??

And the irony is Shinsou’s being portrayed as a bad guy. For you know. Questioning why his teacher’s engaging in an intimate relationship with his student. Okay, cool.

And then Izuku comes defending Aizawa and saying he chose to do this aswell, which by the way isn’t a justification for a teacher-student relationship I need to stress. In the end, Shinsou is forced to apologise for flipping out on Aizawa. And I’m like ???

So I saw this lil post with a conspiracy theory that lady nagana was Shinsou’s biological mother. I of course overthought.

Lady nagant giving up her three year old because she’s well aware of what kind of ‘monster’ she was and didn’t want to sink her claws into a child.

Shinsou grows up slowly losing hope of finding a family as every family that adopts him returns him, always finding something awkwardly bent about the strange purple boy with the tired eyes.

So when Aizawa turned up to temporarily take him, Shinsou’s eyes had been stamped of any hopefulness. Aizawa tried to rekindle it, tried to integrate himself into Shinsou’s mind and tried to give the boy comfort.

Midnight grew fond of him too. Saw herself in him. Now she too was offering her flowers and skills to Shinsou who didn’t have the words to describe what he was feeling.

And lady nagant continues to loom over his consciousness as he wonders what he had done so abysmally bad that he deserved this punishment? This never ending watching of the field meant to be housing his flowers get overtaken by black blue and violet. Watched the single lilac flower starve from its nutrients.

He learnt how to be Aizawa. He learnt how to be Midnight. He learnt and copied and studied like having any fucking uniqueness other than his own was his day job.

He only shines with the light they give him. Sometimes he’d rather just snuff out. He can’t tell them how suffocated he feels, how trapped. Like an unmoving incest pushed this way and that, ogled in a jar. He would sound ungrateful. They loved him. Even his mom. They loved him, but he wasn’t flourishing anyways.

That was his own problem. Bent awkwardly, as they say.

Arugh, so much Shinsou angst. He feels helpless and out of control and frustrated but so outwardly numb about it he can’t cry like he wants to. Like he used to.

I like you.

Have this dead-Shouto Todoroki family fic, a draft if you will.. suffercoughwhosaidthat

Start:

“Rei.” He said hesitantly.

She looked up, eyes calm. Her finger tip brushed against her chapped lips. “Shh. You’ll wake him.”

Would it ever stop hurting?

Enji stood near the door like a man facing a battle. “There’s nobody here other than us.” He tried to pull her back into reality. She was so much worse when she was delirious. It.. fuck, it frightened him. He did this. He drove her to this.

She smiled absently, expression bemused. Her head tipped down. “See?” Her voice was soft, loving. “You’re so very small, papa didn’t see you.” She spoke to her empty arms.

Enji felt sick. Enji felt angry. Enji felt like a villain.

“Rei.” His voice hardened into something pained. “Stop it.”

She looked up again. Her eyes were clouded. Confused.

“There’s nothing in your arms.” He grit out.

“Nothing..?” She repeated blankly.

“Yes..” Enji approached like one would a wild animal. “Let’s go to sleep. Please for god’s sake don’t make me go through this again.”

Rei looked even more baffled. “What are you talking about?” A tinge of fear entered her tone. “He’s right here. Here. I have him. He’s safe. With me. He’s here.. see? Don’t you see?”

Enji stared at her. She was beginning to shake. Her mind’s fragments were scattered in her eyes. She was gripping her sleeves with a painful strength.

Enji felt so sick.

“…Fine.” Enji said. If only for her peace of mind. Because he doesn’t deserve peace. Let this torture give him what he gave them. “Let’s sleep with. With..” his throat closed and opened like a suffocating fish. “With Shouto.”

Rei’s fear and shaking ebbed into her serene state again. She smiled. “Yes. That sounds nice. Turn the lights off, please.”

Enji didn’t slept a wink that night. He went through Rei’s deluded cooing. Her eventual sleeping. The tears that began to form as she dreamt. Her jolts of consciousness spent agonised. Grief chewing her up and turning her into something broken and ugly.

 End.