GreyBlankqet

Hi everyone. So, I know I've been inactive for a while but I'm officially closing my Wattpad account. It'll be open for a few more days but I'll be transferring most of my writing to my new Twitter account and sometime this week, I'll be posting my two one-shots on AO3. I don't have an AO3 yet but I'll post the name when I do make one. My Twitter is @kaiya, if you'd like to take a look, I've already posted a new thread.
          
          Bye, everyone <3

For Halloween
          
          Shoto: "Izuku, what are you planning to dress up as for the Fear Fest?"
          
          Izuku: "A slut."

This is related to the fantasy thread below, it's how Izuku gives Katsuki his french nickname :D
          
          Izuku didn't know what was happening, he was only 5 and all the hustling and hustling was starting to make his anxiety act up.
          
          The castle was very busy, all he knew was that someone important was coming.
          
          "Amour?" he perks up at his mother's voice from where he's hiding in the corner of a less frequented hall.
          
          "Maman, je suis très effrayé," he sniffles.
          
          "Hmm, come here baby," she speaks in English, something she does from time to time to get him used to the language. She smiles when he gets up.
          
          "Someone very important is coming. Remember when maman told you that someone dear to you is coming? Katsuki, do you remember the name?" she speaks slowly.
          
          His brow furrows, cheeks puffing up from trying to understand his mother.
          
          "Katsuki dear? Cher?" he asks innocently.
          
          "Ah, oui, très bien Izuku!" 
          
          And as if on time, he hears trumpets and an uproar outside.
          
          "Cher est ici! Maman, Cher est ici!" he squeals excitedly as he rushes to the main hall in time to see a little boy outside with blond spiky and red eyes.
          
          Izuku's excitement triumphs his anxiety as he rushes towards to little boy.
          
          "Cher! Cher!"
          
          
          NB: Amour- love 
                 Maman- mother
                Je suis très effrayé- I am very scared
                Très bien- very good 
                Cher est ici- Dear is here
          
          I'm not french, but I did study the language
                 

And when I write a fantasy, arranged marriage AU then what

I've become obsessed with arranged marriage AUS, specifically Fantasy ones. So I can't help but to imagine-
          
          Izuku is... Izuku doesn't know how to feel. On one hand, he's comfortable and the clothes fits him prettily. On the other hand, he's wearing a dress and he's a guy.
          
          He doesn't think there's anything wrong with a guy or anyone, for that matter, to wear a dress. It's just, he's not used to wearing something like this. And to make matters worse, he's not even in his own kingdom.
          
          He's at his betrothed's so he's nervous about wearing something like this for the first time in front of Katsuki.
          
          The dress isn't anything short of stunning. It's a nice, wine red colour that does wonders to his skin and creates a beautiful contrast to his green eyes and hair. It has intricate swirls that take the colour of gold and the sleeves flair out at the ends. It highlights his cinched waist and the jewelry look so stunning on his skin.
          
          Izuku loves it.
          
          The door to the room he's in opens without warning and he already knows it's Katsuki. His betrothed has no means of privacy when he's with Izuku.
          
          Izuku stomach twists into knots when Katsuki makes a face at his dress.
          
          "The fuck? Why'd they dress you in that? Don't corsets be uncomfortable to walk around in?" he says, eying Izuku hourglass figure, "you're beautiful without all this stuffy clothes."
          
          "I'm not wearing a corset," Izuku replies, eyes pointedly averted trying to ignore Katsuki's compliment. Really, his betrothed is so blatant.
          
          Katsuki frowns and his eyebrows pinch together ad he steps closer and places his hands on Izuku's waist.
          
          "You're not wearing a corset?"
          
          "No, cher."
          
          "Deku my hands are touching." 
          
          Izuku chokes on his spit as he feels his cheeks flare up.
          
          
          
          NB: 'Cher' means 'dear' in french. Let's pretend Izuku's from the French part of the world because I love that nickname :')

It's lonely, he thinks. 
          
          He snuggles into the pillows, weighted, fluffy blankets shield him from the coldness of the room. 
          
          It's 1am. He doesn't need to check the clock. 
          
          It's the time Katsuki always sneaks out of bed. When he thinks Izuku is asleep. 
          
          Izuku isn't asleep. He can't sleep without kaachan. 
          
          He knows he shouldn't stay. His heart bears the scars of his unrequited love, it struggles to beat everyday and Izuku always thinks, "one more day." 
          
          One more day then I'll tell him. One more day and he'll know. 
          
          Just one more day, he thinks as he curls into the sheets. 
          
          He doesn't cry, he doesn't think he has any more energy left in him. 
          
          He wonders, where did it go wrong. When did Katsuki start slipping away. When was he so close yet so far. 
          
          He wonders how Katsuki does it. 
          
          He doesn't know where he goes, just that he comes home at 4am smelling like cologne or perfume. 
          
          Izuku is always awake. 
          
          He hears him put his dirty close to wash and he wonders, if by doing so does he feel as if he's washing away his dirty lies as well. 
          
          Izuku doesn't want to leave. He's so helplessly drowning in love, in finally being so close to Katsuki. 
          
          He wonders when the bitterness will nip at his fingers when he tries to actually reach towards Kastuki. 
          
          Why is he always chasing him? The taunts of always following Katsuki ring his ears dully. 
          
          Ever still the dog that chases after Katsuki.
          

It was Katsuki who started it. 
          
          He'd call. Randomly. 
          
          It was nice. Izuku felts high on the clouds. He liked the unplanned calls or the spontaneous messages. 
          
          He'd think, "Ah kaachan is thinking about me." 
          
          Such a delicate little thing it is. Love, that is. It spins and spins and spins and traps you in it, like a spiderweb. 
          
          Izuku is the fly, the web is Katsuki and the spider... well Izuku likes to think that the spider is love. 
          
          He indulges himself in it. So much so that he starts too. 
          
          He starts to call and message. 
          
          The warmth blooms in his chest. It spreads through his veins and heats his blood when he sees Katsuki's face pop up on the screen. Or when his name lights up his phone. 
          
          But, like a spider building it's web, although it takes a while to build, it finishes eventually. And when it does, Izuku feels the web dig into his neck. 
          
          He feels the sticky, silky web around his hands and feet when Katsuki no longer picks up. 
          
          He feels it choking him when his screen doesn't light up. 
          
          It wraps around his heart, and his body seizes when he squeezes too tightly. 
          
          He's just busy, he thinks, I just need some reassurance. 
          
          And something comes, but instead of reassurance, Izuku stares at the eight eyed spider that looms over him as he hears- 
          
          "Yeah, I hung up. It's just fucking Deku, no one important. He's always calling, can't believe he hasn't taken the fucking hint."

me waiting for ur next prompt bc im addicted to them like::

Hi :>
          
          So I really really REALLY JUST WANNA READ a best friend's brother or brother's best friend kind of story. Bkdk obviously.
          
          BUT I CAN'T FIND ANY.
          
          I've only read a few on this app- well the few I could've found but does anyone have recommendations :')
          
          I'll owe you my life 

WHY ARE MY NOTIFICATIONS NOT LOADING I AM GOING TO CRY