“What you hold onto is less important than the act of holding on itself. It’s so easy to get lost in ourselves and this world. Sometimes you need to find your way back one tiny miracle at a time.” - The Sunshine Court
WISHING THE HAPPIEST OF BOOK BIRTHDAYS TO @korakos! YOU DID IT AND ITS BLOODY BRILLIANT!
Please please excuse the disgusting things my iPad camera has done to this photo. This is the first time in years I’ve done something like this fully traditional and it has stretched so many rusty parts of my brain but I’m SO GLAD I got this done in time for release day! This book is WONDERFUL and I’m so happy it’s now out in the world!
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What about after the war is over, after recovery, there's a celebration or a ceremony of some sort. And Izuku is meant to be one of the centers of attention because he defeated/saved Tomura:
Spoilers for 403!
He is waiting for the hosts and the surviving heroes to introdcluce him ...and izuku is NERVOUS. All at once he feels like he doesn't deserve this...he still has anxiety about being in front of everyone(the last time being that incident with bringing him back to UA and the hostile crowds)...he knows they lost so much in the war anyway, even if they were victorious-- how could he look the people who has lost loved ones in the eye? What if his efforts just weren't good enough?
and of course he can't escape the fact that he himself saw so much death and destruction, including Kacchan, and the threat of All Might dying.
The two had lived, along with all of his friends, but it didn't change the fact that sleep was still hard to come by when nightmares were frequently keeping him awake, and shadows still hung under his weary green eyes.
So as he stands there, waiting for the cue, he agonizes, wringing his very, very sore, still bandaged hands together. He gulps and fights the burn in his eyes; he doesn't think he should be up here when he just barely scraped by with a win... he's not ready for this...
...he doesn't deserve this...
He doesn't hear Katsuki coming up beside him, but he feels it.
A similarly bandaged hand quickly takes Izukus left hand, takes it away from the anxious squeezing izuku was doing in front. Katsuki just takes Izukus hand and holds it at their side, moving just so the crowds of onlookers wouldn't be able to see their grasp between them. All they would see is the two young men who saved All Might and won the day, side by side, shoulder to shoulder.
A solid, reassuring squeeze, grounds Izuku and calms him down, somehow.
"Don't crack now, Izuku," Katsuki says to him, and Izuku shudders; he's not used to Katsukis voice being so soft all the time... "If anyone deserves to be here right now, it's you. You're a hero, don't forget it."
Another warm squeeze emphasized Katsukis words, and the blonde allowed a quick glance at Izuku. Their eyes met just a moment, seeming to spark in unison.
Izuku could see a faint outline of discoloration where Katsukis cheek had been scarred. He found himself training his ears for Katsukis heartbeat whenever they were in such close proximity.
Katsuki was there, katsuki was alive. He was seeing him, hearing him, touching him. Katsuki was OK. Izuku was ok.
Izuku allowed himself a steady breath as he turned his eyes back ahead.
Even still he felt Katsukis gentle gaze on him... his own heart steadied.
They heard the cue, and Izuku felt the courage again to step forward.
The hand in his, stays warm throughout the presentation.
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I'm losing it, I keep mentioning to my friends and family that I'm considering getting an ADHD test, and ALL of them have basically been saying some variation of "You're just now considering this?"
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✨ so ✨
I do have some little treats cooking for everyone. I’ve been in the process of moving the last little while and work has really picked up as well.
But, my current wips include:
• Slowburn Weaslow multi-chapter fic full of angst and then fluff and obviously smut.
• Enemies to Lovers Garreth x f!Slytherin smut
• sub!virgin!Amit x dom!MC smut
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