MHA Tweets Pt.23

currently experiencing Yatora Yaguchi levels of artistic distress and turmoil ✌️

but don’t they all look so lovely <3 <3

MHA fake tweets pt.3- gym bro woes :p

touya and shoto’s friends

writing accountability, day 26

sprints are fr my life-savers lmao. it's not guaranteed, but whenever I sprint with other people, I consistently get sooo much more done than I would otherwise. I really should employ them more often aaa. I'm writing quite well these days, but I don't expect to keep this pace up forever, so I'm just buffing up my word count for the inevitable drought lol

today's word count: 1273/800

so, I think I started act 2 today? the previous chapter does very much feel like the end to act 1 lol. which is good! I'm getting somewhere! WE'RE GOING PLACES AHHH. still, the fact that I'm almost 30k in and I'm just now ending year 1 is... um... 💀💀💀 well, okay, it makes sense, BUT STILL... oh boy

snippet (for context, Quilin has a condition which makes any plant matter he eats multiply extremely rapidly in his stomach, so he's essentially deathly allergic to it):

“Yes, there are many types of mutations we have yet to encounter,” the man sighed, adjusting his thin glasses. “Say, at what rate approximately do plant cells multiply when exposed to the affected tissue?” “Quickly,” Quilin said, very clipped. “Never thought to time it, however.” On the account of being in the process of dying was left unsaid. Which, should be noted, took no small amount of self-control. The man nodded, entirely unfazed. Either he was ignorant to Quilin’s annoyance, or he simply did not care.

wdym u never thought to time the speed at which death approaches . lame

see ya tmr

So summer daze (my MHA Coraline au) is literally kicking my ass rn and I cannot comprehend why but I had a fic idea yesterday and managed to crank out 8k words in nearly one sitting. And I know it’s me doing these things but somehow it feels like someone else is pulling the levers -_-

Lever 1: really developed idea but no writing

Lever 2: silly little whim and lots of writing

God/the voices: pull them both! muahahaha!

hi!

i figured it was about time I do a blog intro, so hello! its so lovely to have you here! I'm bi_focal on ao3 and this blog is a mix of writing content, fandom, and fake tweets :)

Writing content can be found under the #writeblr tag (which includes fanfic updates) and my most recent fics are:

-Little Troubles (Itadori & Sukuna, WIP)

-summer daze (katsuki-centric Coraline AU, WIP)

-this rabbit has fainted (bkdk, complete)

The fandoms I'm mostly active in rn are MHA, idolish7, & JJK but there are plenty more that will probably make appearances as well

The fake tweets I make are for MHA and i7 (mostly MHA) and they’re under both #fake tweets and #incorrect quotes (*and these are rated teen for language and occasional innuendos!)

I'd love to interact with you, especially about writing things, so feel free to send me an ask!!

New WIP!!!

The Ghostly Aria

In a forgotten corner of a bustling city lies an ancient opera house, its walls steeped in stories of both grandeur and tragedy. Liang Wenqing, a young and gifted Chinese opera singer, arrives at the opera house with a voice so hauntingly beautiful that it seems to echo through time itself. Yet, as his fame rises, so does the shadow of something otherworldly—an eerie presence that lingers in the forgotten corners of the theater.

When Liang discovers an old, forbidden manuscript of a long-lost opera, he is drawn to its sorrowful melody, a piece rumored to summon the spirits of the past. As he prepares to perform it, he unwittingly awakens the ghost of Yin Zhenhua, a legendary opera singer who disappeared under mysterious circumstances centuries ago after her final, fateful performance.

Bound by an inexplicable connection to Yin, Liang must unravel the secrets of her disappearance before he becomes the next victim of the opera house's dark history. As the spirit's whispers grow louder, Liang finds himself torn between the allure of completing the forbidden aria, which promises to give his voice unimaginable power, and the danger it poses—not only to his future but to his very soul.

The tale weaves together haunting melodies, the weight of tradition, and a mystery as old as the opera house itself. A story of beauty, mystery, and the price of fame, The Ghostly Aria invites readers into a world where every note sung echoes with the voices of those who came before.

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MHA tweets pt.25

criss-cross skies, painted on 4x4 wooden coaster

deku’s father hasn’t been present in his life at ALL so deku’s thinks his family constellation (father living separately from the mom and kids) is the default, and then he visits bakugo for the first time and sees mr. Bakugo in the kitchen preparing lunch for them and deku is like kacchan why is there a grown man in your kitchen!!!! and Masaru has to sit down with deku and explain to him that some husbands and fathers do, in fact, like their families and live with them (it takes deku a while to get used to seeing Mr. Bakugo in Mrs. Bakugo’s house like that just doesn’t sit right with him)