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ratbat-fics · 2 years
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Author: ratbat (@ratbat-fics​)
Fandom: Transformers (G1)
Rating: Teen
Relationship: Starscream/Skyfire
Length: 00:08:05
Summary: You can watch the past, but you can’t take it back.
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ratbat-fics · 4 years
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This got traction! wasnt expecting that lmfao
I guess a lot of people have That Niche Thing They Care About 👌🖋💻 please feel free to promo your fics on this post so ppl can check em out!
Me writing niche fanfic for all 1 of my followers
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ratbat-fics · 4 years
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My Brain and Tongue Just Met, and They Ain't Friends so Far
my brain and tongue just met, and they ain’t friends so far by ratbat
Shouta does all he can not to get attatched to every kid he pulls out of a living nightmare, but appearently this time his best isn’t good enough.
Words: 1763, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English
Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Categories: Gen
Characters: Shinsou Hitoshi, Aizawa Shouta | EraserheadYamada Hizashi | Present Mic
Relationships: Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Shinsou Hitoshi
Additional Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Muteness, Torture, Abuse, Child Abuse, Scars, Injury, Medical Inaccuracies, Protectiveness, Parental Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Minor Original Character(s), Dark, Darkfic, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat, Muzzles, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alternate Universe - Dark, Quirk Discrimination, Recovery, Aftermath of Torture, Angst, Emotional/Psychological Abuse, Psychological Torture, Mute Shinsou Hitoshi, Trauma, Past AbuseImplied/Referenced Child Abuse
Read Here: http://archiveofourown.org/works/21034361
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ratbat-fics · 4 years
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Baptisia
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ratbat-fics · 4 years
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Me writing niche fanfic for all 1 of my followers
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ratbat-fics · 4 years
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A Moth To Lamplight
rating: m
ships: haimawari koichi/oguro iwao | knuckleduster
tags: kissing, making out, age difference, size difference, oral fixation, smoking, grinding, awkward boners, extremely mild bl.ood and painplay
Koichi gets rescued by Knuckleduster once again and tries to sort out his feelings.
chapters: 1/1
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ratbat-fics · 4 years
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Baptisa
rating: m
ships: aizawa shouta & shinsou hitoshi
tags: su/ici/de, hurt no comfort, angst, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat, unhappy ending
Life takes and it doesn’t give back.
Inspired by Free by imaginingdragons
chapters: 1/1
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ratbat-fics · 4 years
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Baptisia
rating: m
ships: aizawa shouta & shinsou hitoshi
tags: su/ici/de, hurt no comfort, angst, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat, unhappy ending
Life takes and it doesn't give back.
Inspired by Free by imaginingdragons
chapters: 1/1
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ratbat-fics · 4 years
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Im still working on chapter two of Friends So Far, but despite having most of it done its been a struggle lmfao
rip to my copious subscribers, ilyall for sticking with me for like...4 months now lmfao
i need just to finish my secret santa fic first. Its so close to being done ;;;; ive just been dealing with a lot irl and wrangling my adhd has been extra hard. But yk. Excuses excuses
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ratbat-fics · 4 years
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my brain and tongue just met, and they ain’t friends so far
rating: m
ships: aizawa shouta & shinsou hitoshi
tags: hurt/comfort, dadzawa, angst, child abuse, aftermath of abuse, darkfic, recovery, quirk discrimination
Shouta does all he can not to get attatched to every kid he pulls out of a living nightmare, but appearently this time his best isn’t good enough.
chapters: 1, ?
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ratbat-fics · 4 years
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(Excerpt from something i might not finish:)
"Last night...you said some ...things…" Hizashi looked him in the eye. "Shouta...is there anything you want to tell me now?" 
Maybe there was. Maybe. 
Shouta opened his mouth. Nothing came out. His throat seemed to sew itself together inside him. 
He shut his mouth. Something he thought he was good at but apparently needed a remedial lesson in.
He couldn't make the words leave him sober. Sober and humorless. That was too much of him. 
He wanted it to feel like rebirth. Like shedding weight. Like taking flight. 
It felt like he had stabbed himself in the chest. And now he was waking up in a hospital. And everyone wanted to know why he'd done that to himself. 
And he couldn't actually remember the reason. 
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ratbat-fics · 4 years
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"I need a smoke." Aizawa said, in a way that implied he needed much more than a smoke but didn't want to be responsible for an increase in UA's legal defense fund next quarter. Before Toshinori could say anything, he was already pulling out a cigarette between trembling fingers, despite being at least 3 minutes from the nearest exist. 
Now that he was out of observational range of the Bakugous, the echoes of emotions he had artfully suppressed were now ripping open the seams and spilling out. Toshinori imagined he was not faring much differently, his mind buzzing inside his skull. He was almost envious of the vice, but meditative breathing would have to suffice for himself.
For good measure, Toshinori threw a glance down the hall behind them; whether still trying to process what had just taken place or to make sure the family didn't suddenly appear around the corner he wasn't certain. 
"Well," he said, a terse disgust creeping into his words as he spoke them, "I suppose that explains a lot of things." 
Aizawa made a noise that Toshinori could only describe as some cross between a scoff and an angry snarl. Like he was choking back spit. 
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ratbat-fics · 4 years
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(Excerpt from something i might not finish:)
"Last night...you said some ...things…" Hizashi looked him in the eye. "Shouta...is there anything you want to tell me now?" 
Maybe there was. Maybe. 
Shouta opened his mouth. Nothing came out. His throat seemed to sew itself together inside him. 
He shut his mouth. Something he thought he was good at but apparently needed a remedial lesson in.
He couldn't make the words leave him sober. Sober and humorless. That was too much of him. 
He wanted it to feel like rebirth. Like shedding weight. Like taking flight. 
It felt like he had stabbed himself in the chest. And now he was waking up in a hospital. And everyone wanted to know why he'd done that to himself. 
And he couldn't actually remember the reason. 
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ratbat-fics · 4 years
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I'll eventually load old fic and fic scraps here probably but i kind of dont want to connect this to my old personal account so...
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ratbat-fics · 4 years
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