Welcome to Izanyas, a Fanfiction Website

As most of you are probably aware, I’ve decided to withdraw my stories from AO3 and other such websites for personal reasons. I considered at first continuing to post them on blogging platforms such as Tumblr and Pillowfort, but those aren’t very practical for feedback and organization. I therefore decided to make my own website! Yay!

Here’s how it works:

In the nifty sidebar, you will find all fandoms I have written at least 2 stories for. In the “Other Stories” section, you will find fandoms I have only dipped my toes into the once. In the “Info” tab, you will find information about me and the kind of stories I write! That’s it, no more complicated than that.

I have also reformatted multichapter stories to have an index of all chapters for practicality’s sake. This index is accessible from any chapter of the story itself.

All that’s left for you now is to read, enjoy, share, and leave a comment or a like 🙂 Happy reading!

and the calm is deep where the quiet waters flow (Interlude 3)

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NOTE: I’ve edited the story to replace the terms alpha/beta/omega with those used by Chinese authors of omegaverse fic. Alpha is now qianyuan, beta is zhongyong, and omega is kunze. I think it suits the story better 🙂

Warnings: sexual harassment of a minor, suicide, Jiang Cheng’s Very Bad Not Good Day.


and the calm is deep where the quiet waters flow
Interlude 3

When he still lived within the house of his ancestors, He Xiwang had heard of the forsaken kunze of Yiling. The teacher who came once every few days to teach him and the lone other inhabitant of the place informed them, with pinched and pale lips, of the one called Wei Wuxian; he warned them, in words heavy with disgust, that one day the Yiling Patriarch would come fetch them if ever they strayed out of path. Come and take their bodies and their souls.

Be obedient, she would say. Be virtuous, or he shall come for you. Continue reading

Portrait of You

Rating: T

Words: 11,300

Warnings: underage drinking and smoking.

Portrait Of You

As a general rule, Chuuya hates any assignment that takes him away from Yokohama for longer than a day. This one’s on the shorter side, a few days at the most, but it gets extra contempt for taking him to this place specifically.

“You’ve yet to tell me of any good reason I should offer you fundings,” he tells—Kurogiri, he thinks—the man whose ability seems to be constantly active, since his face is hidden behind a smokescreen, black as ink. “Or my attention, at all.” Continue reading

Count Your Winnings

Rating: T

Words: 3,000

Count Your Winnings

Victor was used to people realizing, very early on, that he wasn’t a nice guy. Achieving a positive image was something he only bothered to do for an audience and for fans, because he knew that a good chunk of his career depended on it. The habit stuck even now that he had more or less announced his retirement, because it was easy, and because he didn’t care to try and change for a better and healthier expression of himself—for the worse, as Yakov would’ve called it.
Continue reading

In Normalcy’s Good Name

Rating: M

Words: 15,000

Warnings: misogyny, implied domestic abuse, organ stealing.

In Normalcy’s Good Name

It’s rarely earlier than four when Ratchet’s night shift ends. In summer those hours mean that the sky glows pale and blue over the desert, feverish with the coming of dawn, by the time he makes it out of the hospital. He feels that light in his chest and forehead as his steps drag against the pavement. The nearest open diner is a garish place with mediocre food and worse coffee, but it beats going home on an empty stomach. If he attempts it, he knows he’ll wake up shaking with hunger.

He won’t touch the coffee anyway. He’s twenty years past that kind of caffeine tolerance. Continue reading

Red

Rating: G

Words: 1,300

Red

“Do you understand, Sidon?”

Mipha’s voice is never less than kind. It never rises even in anger, never lowers even in sorrow. Sidon is barely tall enough to reach her middle still, but Mipha crouches to his level every time they speak. She sits next to him when he is calm enough to sit, and lies by his side when sleep cannot find him. Continue reading

Set You Apart

Rating: M

Words: 4,800

Set You Apart

Stein’s house was a masterpiece of ill omens. Stein opening the door to his home standing on his two feet was an ill omen in and of itself, but all Spirit felt at the sight was griping excitement, regardless of the fact that it must mean Stein had been watching him hover there for minutes without daring to ring. Stein’s hand never let go of its loose hold on the handle of the door as he looked Spirit from head to toe, slowly, perhaps not as meaningfully as Spirit had hoped.

This is a bad idea, he thought again. Continue reading

Any Helpful

Rating: T

Words: 3,200

Warnings: needles, blood, mentions of drugs.

Any Helpful

Safu owned a key to Nezumi and Shion’s apartment.

It was a tiny thing, rusty because she had let it sit outside in the rain on her balcony one day, and she had never used it so far. Shion had given it to her the moment he had moved in with Nezumi, three years ago. She wasn’t even sure that Nezumi himself knew about it. Continue reading

Tie

Rating: G

Words: 1,500

Tie

It’s been a long day.

The shadows are low and wide by the time they make it back to the hideout. It’s a red kind of twilight, burning over the trees’ leaves and hanging heavy under the clouds, smelling of oncoming rain more than fresh air. The cave that Itachi and Kisame have taken as refuge for the expedition always smells of humidity, but tonight the scent is stronger, clinging to skin and cloth. Continue reading

Febrile

Rating: E – NSFW

Words: 5,800

Febrile

There was a chime. A slow and trembling note, crystal-clear, right at the crook of Adashino’s right ear. He heard it on the first morning of spring as his eyes opened to low-lit wood, grey and pink as it always looked right before sunrise warmed it to gold.

He blinked. The chime rang again softly. Continue reading