#even if the way you learned I wanted permission was through BETRAYAL /j

[sleepless-in-starbucks]

Kiss Me in the Rain

Ao3

Summary: All Remy wanted was to be kissed by the universe in the pouring rain. It wasn’t that complicated of a request, really- if only his universe would just get out here and fulfill it. Warnings: None that I know of! Pairing: Losleep Notes: Based on this ficlet by @teacupfulofstarshine

    Remy loved the world.

    He didn’t really seem the type, but he did. He loved the earth, loved knowing the names of all its plants and getting to know all its species (even if his rational boyfriend refused to let him own any of the exciting ones) and climbing its tallest trees. He loved the ocean, loved marveling over its depths and seeing its submerged colours and diving as deep into it as he could. He loved the sky, loved the clouds and their shapes and how they changed colour with the waning of the day.

    Yeah. Remy loved the world. He also loved the universe, who happened to be sitting in their living room, since he didn’t appreciate the world and therefore the rain as much as Remy did.

    The rain storm had started up ten minutes ago, and Remy had been outside for nine and a half of those minutes. It didn’t rain nearly enough where he lived, in Remy’s opinion, so he had to cherish the times when it did.

    He had left his leather jacket inside, not wanting it to get as soaked as he was now in his jeans and crop top. His sunglasses were still on, of course, though they had gotten pushed on top of his head when it became too much effort to constantly wipe them clean of raindrops.

    When he had first come outside, Remy had wandered the yard, seeing how the flowers were doing, on the lookout for a frog possibly hiding amongst them or in the bushes. Now he was simply planted on the walkway in front of his house, crouching down to watch as a worm wiggled its way across the sidewalk.

    “You know, if you’re going to try and wait out the entire storm out here, you really should, at the absolute least, have a hat on.”

    The smile Remy was already wearing quickly broke into a grin at the sound of his boyfriend’s voice, Remy standing up and turning on his heel quick enough he should’ve fallen over so he could actually see him. The universe- his universe- was standing on the porch of their house, arms crossed even as a smile played across his face. He was just underneath the lip of the roof, avoiding the rain.

    “But, sweetheart, if I do that, my hair won’t get wet!” Remy argued.

    “And why must your hair get wet?” Logan asked, amused.

    Remy shrugged. “It just must!”

    “You’re not making any sense.”

    “Says mister I-refuse-to-join-you-for-some-quality-fun-in-the-rain.”

    “You’re standing in the middle of the yard doing nothing.” Logan pointed out. “I can hardly see how you’d consider that to be ‘quality fun.’”

    “Hey now! I’m watching the worms!” Remy defended. “Watching the worms and waiting for my boyfriend to get out here so I can kiss him in the pouring rain like a proper couple.”

    “I’ll get drenched.” Logan said, leaning back against the front door. “Why can’t you come over here?”

    “Because couples don’t kiss next to rain, they kiss IN the rain!” Remy explained. “Plus, then we’ll both be soaked and we’ll both catch colds and we’ll both be able to call out of work sick and cuddle on the couch and watch reruns of The Price Is Right!”

    “Trying to coax me into this plan with illness is not a terribly wise move.” Logan said. “I don’t understand why you think it’d work.”

    “Because I also mentioned cuddling together.” Remy answered. “Now please come over here? Seeing you without being able to hold you makes me sad; you know that, hun.”

    “You are perfectly capable of coming over here and holding me.”

    “Not if I refuse to move I’m not!”

    Logan sighed in exasperation. “Even though the idea that you will get a cold if you are in the rain for too long is merely a myth, I must still advise against this.”

    Remy’s smile just grew, well-aware that if Logan was admitting to a reason why coming and joining him in the rain wouldn’t be the end of the world, he was close to giving in and doing just that. “Come on, babes, it’s romantic! Come and give me a kiss!”

    “You are a ridiculous man, and why I stay with you is a mystery.” Logan said, and Remy more knew than saw that Logan was rolling his eyes (he also knew that Logan was rolling them fondly).

    “But you’re still wiiiiiiith meeeeeee~” Remy said, sing-song, reaching a hand out and beckoning for Logan to join him.

    His boyfriend sighed again, pushing himself off the door and turning so he could open it and head inside. But he also left the door open a smidge, and Remy couldn’t help but do a quick spin of victory as he recognized the ajar door for what it was- a sign that Logan would be back out soon enough, decked out in his silly ‘rain protection,’ and finally ready to kiss Remy like he deserved.

    And Remy, per the usual (and by the ‘usual’ he meant once every one hundred guesses), was right; a minute later, Logan was back outside, pulling the door shut as he closed the final button on his raincoat. He had an umbrella hanging off his arm as well, and Remy was already planning on how to steal it before Logan could use it to deprive him of his rain.

    “I hope you know how foolish this is.” Logan said as he approached Remy, glaring vaguely upwards at the sky and the storm clouds. “It would have made much more sense if you had just joined me on the porch.”

    “Yes, well, you don’t love me for my sense, now do ya?” Remy teased, wrapping his arms around the back of Logan’s neck as soon as he was close enough.

    “I suppose not.” Logan conceded. “Though my point still stands. I don’t understand how you can be so enamored by all this… precipitation.”

    Remy laughed. “I don’t understand how you can’t understand how I can be so ‘enamored by all this precipitation.’”

    “It’s just water.” Logan said, slightly incredulous, as if he didn’t understand how Remy could question his lack of understanding towards Remy’s love of the rain. “You can find it any day of the week if you use the sink. Why is it so special when it comes instead from the clouds?”

    “Because sink water never leaves the sink.” Remy replied easily. “Rain, on the other hand, touches everywhere- it waters the plants and cleans away dirt and it makes everything so shiny and so bright-” Remy turned to look again at Logan, having looked away to gesture around them, “it’s incredible, darling, can’t you see?”

    Logan smiled, a small smile that was filled with only adoration, one that was rare to be directed at anyone or anything that wasn’t Remy. “I can’t see.” Logan murmured, ducking his head to press a kiss to his boyfriend’s wet forehead. “What I can see, however, is the way you light up when you speak of it, and I am certain that that is more incredible than any star in the sky.”

    “You and your stars.” Remy said lightly, though his smile had once more managed to get even bigger at Logan’s kiss. “And you call my interests mundane.”

    “They’re stars, my love, burning balls of elements dozens of light-years away that we can see so long as the night is clear.” Logan said passionately. “There’s nothing mundane about them.”

    “Says you. All I see is little pinpricks of light. I can find that if I turn on a flashlight.” Remy returned, reaching up to wipe some stray raindrops off of Logan’s glasses, smile gentling as he did so. “Though they do look absolutely magical when they’re in your eyes.”

    Logan scoffed, though he did lean his head to the side a bit, not having to say a word to convince Remy to move from cleaning his glasses to cradling his cheek. “You’re being a sap.”

    “You started it.” Remy said cheekily.

    “It was hard not to.” Logan defended. “If you’re allowed to be so caught up in all the little wonders you find in the world, can it really be held against me that I act a little sappy about all the wonders of mine?”

    “As long as you don’t mind me getting equally sappy about the magnificence of my universe, the only thing I’ll hold against you is myself.” Remy agreed, pulling Logan even closer to illustrate his point. “Now, does your world get a kiss, or do I have to steal one myself?”

    Logan smiled. “My world can have all the kisses he wants.”

    Remy smiled back as he tugged at Logan’s head, the hand that had been cupping Logan’s cheek moving behind his head to pull him closer. “Then kiss me already, my dear universe.”

    And, with one hand coming up so that he could bury his fingers in Remy’s hair and guide his boyfriend’s lips to his own, Logan did.

[harmonyindark245]

Secrets [2]

Summary: King's Archeron's kingdom is made up of secrets, which include both betrayal and treason. When the Prince of Velaris and his Inner Circle visit the kingdom, these secrets start revealing themselves. How will these affect the 3 Archeron Princesses, who themselves have a very deadly secret?

AN: All characters belong to Sarah J. Maas.

Warnings: Slight Mature Language

Word Count - 2.4k

Hope you all enjoy!

Masterlist

Feyre stood in front of Tamlin, perplexed. Marriage.

“Tam, what are you talking about?” Feyre asked him. She couldn’t believe Tamlin would actually say that.

“I’m serious, Feyre. There’s a reason the prince is here. Your father obviously wants you to get betrothed or involved in an alliance of some sort. Marry me Feyre. You did say that you love me.” He said urgently. 

She backed away from him. “Tamlin, I only just turned 19. I can’t get married before my sisters. And you know father will not approve of it.” She tried to reason, but he would have none of it. 

“Do you mean to say that we have been doomed from the very beginning? That you cannot disobey your father to be with me? I disobey my duties to practice with you inside rather than go out for missions.” Tamlin told her as he started walking towards the weaponry table. 

“I never told you to stay inside. I have begged for you to let me go on missions with you. I even got father’s permission, but you never let me out.” Feyre told him as anger started boiling up inside of her. How dare he blame her when all she wanted was to assist him with his duties.

“You cannot go on a mission, Princess, it is too unsafe for you. You are weak and cannot protect yourself!”

Feyre felt as if she were struck on the face. “I’m weak?” She said in a deadly calm voice.

Tamlin groaned. “That is not what I meant. You’re misinterpreting my words. Obviously, you need time to accept. I will be gone for royal business for two weeks. When I return, I will ask again and you will say yes.” 

I will ask again and you will say yes. It sounded like a bloody demand.

“Where are you going?” Feyre asked.

“You don’t need to know.” is all he said as he started strapping weapons to his belt. 

“I am a member of the royal family. I demand to know.” 

Tamlin turned to look at her and sneered, “The world doesn’t revolve around you, Princess.”

Feyre lost her temper and she stormed out of the weapons room. 

Princess. She hated that word. Whenever Tamlin said it, it felt as if it were an insult. As if she had committed crime by being born as a royal. Feyre did not want to get married. She wanted to be a warrior. She wanted to be the one who held power and was not overseen by anyone. And when everyone was asleep, she would paint all of her heart’s desire. 

Feyre started moving towards her own chambers when she collided into someone. The person held her by her waist to ensure she did not fall. Feyre held onto what were someone’s shoulders. From the shape she assumed it was a man. He smelled like citrus and jasmine. She looked up and saw a very handsome man with deep violet eyes that reminded her of the night sky. 

Feyre thought he was the most handsome man she had ever seen.

The man smirked at her. That damned smirk.

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Nesta found it extremely peculiar that this man had winked at her. 

Was he not aware of how one was supposed to treat a princess? Or perhaps a lady?

From beside Nesta, Elain clasped her hands together. “I welcome you all to our kingdom, Prince Rhysand and his beloved friends. I am Princess Elain,” She did a small curtsy and turned her hand towards Nesta, “And this is Princess Nesta, my elder sister.” Nesta followed Elain’s lead and curtsied. 

Prince Rhysand waved his hand and said, “Oh, there’s no need for that. We don’t exactly follow any formalities in our kingdom.”

That would explain why the man behaved that way, Nesta thought.

“Aren’t there three of you?” The tall man in the back asked, looking towards Elain. 

Instead of responding Elain just looked at him unblinkingly, obviously lost in another one of her dazes. The prince raised his eyebrows at her and the other man smirked. What was it with him and smiling?

“Elain!” Nesta elbowed her. Elain jumped a bit and glared at Nesta.

“What? Oh right, my bad.” She looked towards the guests apologetically. “Feyre, the youngest of us, could not join as she had a few tasks on her hand. She was very sad that she could not be here.” 

Nesta snorted. Feyre would probably be planning a romantic getaway with her coward of a lover.

The man looked at Nesta with a scrutinizing look. “Are you dumb?” He asked. Everyone in the room looked at him with wide eyes and an uneasy silence fell over the room. 

“I beg your pardon?” Nesta said with a challenging voice.

The man smirked again. “Aah, so you do speak. I just thought you were unable to as you hadn’t said a damn word since we came.”

Nesta raised an eyebrow at him. “Do women often start blabbering in your presence?”

Elain glanced between Nesta and the man worriedly. 

He simply laughed. “Why yes, in my experience, they do.” 

Nesta held her book close to her chest. “Then, my Lord, you haven’t met a true lady.”

The woman in red started laughing very loudly. The prince raised both his eyebrows in surprise and the man in the back smiled softly.

“Do not confuse him as a lord, Princess.” The short woman shot out. “And do ignore every word that comes out of his mouth. He fell asleep when manners were being taught and never thought of learning them afterwards.”

The man chuckled and looked at Nesta. She instantly felt uncomfortable to be gazed at by someone in such a manner, so she turned towards Elain who was looking at the entire scene with eyes wide. 

“I shall be in my chambers or at the library. Do not disturb me until dinner.” With that, Nesta walked out of the great hall. 

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Elain had thought she was in one of her dreams again when she had seen the man standing in front of her. He had the same dagger she had imagined. No shadows, but his face was exactly what she had dreamt of. Even his voice appeared to be the same.

Another thing that shocked her was the small banter between Nesta and Prince Rhysand’s companion. She had never seen anyone rile Nesta up so much. Elain immediately thought of it as a romance in the making.

Prince Rhysand moved forward and cleared his throat. “I have just realised that I haven’t introduced my companions.”

Elain had, too, just realised that. However, she only cared for one name. 

The prince pointed towards the woman clad in red. “That is Morrigan. She is a distant cousin of mine.” Morrigan wiggled her fingers at Elain. “The big idiot who just taunted Princess Nesta is Cassian and the quiet man standing way in the back is Azriel.” 

Azriel, what a lovely name, Elain thought. He gave Elain a small smile and Cauldron damn her, he looked mesmerizing. 

“The short one in gray and a permanent scowl is Amren.” He leaned forward and whispered to Elain, “Between just us both, she deeply terrifies me.” The Prince said with a serious face. 

Elain laughed. “Don’t worry Prince Rhysand, your secret is safe with me.”

“Oh no, Princess Elain. Please call me Rhys. Just Rhys.”

Elain looked at him with a fond smile on her lips. He seemed to be extremely pleasant. “Only on one condition. You must refer to me as only Elain.” Then she looked at the others. “All of you, please refer to me as Elain.” They all smiled back at her. 

Elain turned towards the door and clapped her hands twice, signalling the servants to take the guests’ luggage.

“Well, then let us go and find your rooms now, shall we?” When no one responded, Elain looked back at them and said tauntingly, “Come quickly, we’re not getting any younger now, are we?” 

The prince, Rhys, let out a chuckle and they all followed her out of the great hall.

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Before visiting the kingdom, Azriel had thoroughly investigated the Royal family. He had learnt that the eldest was known to be rude, which had apparently been true. He did not know much about the youngest, only that she was better than most in fighting. The one that truly surprised him was the middle sister, princess Elain. 

He had thought she would be soft spoken and would appear gentle. However, she seemed to be the one with most life within her. As if she were a box of surprises, waiting to be opened. 

Azriel had to admit though, she truly was beautiful. And the way she was looking at him had not gone unnoticed. He knew Rhys and Cassian would grill him for it afterwards. 

Elain, as she had insisted they call her, led them all through the palace into an entirely different tower. 

"This part of the castle was specifically designed for our guests. It's position is such that it would be closely connected to the main parts of the castle as well as easily accessible to the exits for town."She had turned around to face them and was walking backwards with such confidence as if she knew the position of everything present. 

"At the moment, they're empty except for one, which is occupied by Prince Lucien-"

"Vanserra's here?" Cassian asked quite loudly. 

Elain started fidgeting, evidently uncomfortable. “Um, yes. Lucien Vanserrsa. He has been staying here for a while now, claiming to be here to visit his childhood friend.”

Rhys laughed. “Vanserra has friends? Shocking.” Az laughed as well. At the sound, Elain looked up at him with gleaming eyes. 

She had a mischievous look on her eyes which made her look like an adolescent. Azriel thought she looked beautiful. 

She moved along and showed everyone their rooms and they went inside. In the end, only Azriel and Elain remained. 

An awkward silence ensued between them when Azriel finally spoke up. “I noticed how you reacted when Lucien was mentioned. Is everything alright?” 

Elain glanced at him. “Yes, everything is alright. It’s just… Nothing. I wouldn't want to bother you.”

“Let me guess, he isn’t only here for his friend, is he?” 

Elain blinked and slumped her shoulders. “No. He is not. And even though he asked recently, it’s been obvious what his intentions are since he came here.” 

“And you don’t reciprocate the feelings? Why is that?” Azriel asked.

“Why is-” She turned and gave him a disbelieving look.”Because he is extremely pushy and utterly bland!”

Azriel was amused by her reaction. She continued saying, “He may be handsome and a nice person overall, but that man cannot crack a single joke, even if his life depends on it!” 

Az smiled gently to himself. “I do agree that Lucien’s sense of humour is much worse than Cassian’s common sense. And I personally think that in comparison to his father, he is a bit bland.”

Elain widened her eyes. “Precisely! I always thought the apple never falls far from the tree, but in this case, it seems as if the tree is completely different!” Az raised an eyebrow at her as Elain widened her eyes even further. 

“I didn't mean it that way. Cauldron, that came out worse than I thought.”

Az looked around and saw that they were nearing the exit to the main town. “Princess Elain, might I ask why my chambers are so far away from the other’s?”

She paused and then gave him a sheepish smile. “Oh, your room was the first one as we entered the hall.” She then raised her hand as if she just remembered something. “That reminds me, I must go and check on Feyre.” She walked ahead, leaving Azriel slightly confused. Just before she turned towards a different corridor, she looked back at Azriel and smirked as she said, “And please, it’s Elain.”

Azriel looked down as he started shaking his head in amusement. He had been right. Each sister would be too much for them.

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Rhysand had gotten bored ten minutes after he entered his chambers. In all honesty, he was curious about the third sister, Feyre. Princess Nesta had been, well, a lesser version of Amren. Princess Elain had been extremely friendly and pleasant. Something told him that Elain would fit perfectly with his Inner Circle. 

The third sister was a mystery. As was the kingdom he was currently visiting. 

He knew he was not there to visit, but had a very important task. However, that could wait until after dinner. He got up and left his room to stroll around the palace. 

Outside his room, he found Az walking towards him with a smile on his face. He looked up and saw Rhysand and just said, “It’s going to be one hell of a month.” 

Rhysand smirked and clapped him on the shoulder and continued walking. After various turns and a few changes in level, he finally reached the area where most of the training supplies were kept. Rhys knew there would be a weaponry somewhere near. 

As he turned around a corner once again, he collided into someone. A lady,he figured from the dress. Rhys held onto her waist to keep her upright as she grasped onto his shoulders. She looked up at him and looked straight into her stormy blue-gray eyes. The same eyes Princess Nesta had. 

Aah, so this must be Princess Feyre, he thought.  

At her startled expression, he smirked at her and she abruptly let go of his shoulders and stepped back from him. “I apologise for crashing into you and thank you for not letting me fall.” She has a nice voice, Rhysand thought.

“You must be Prince Rhysand. I am Princess Feyre.” She curtsied. “And I am deeply sorry for being unable to welcome you along with my sisters.”

Rhysand smirked again. “I somehow highly doubt that. And please, just call me Rhys, Feyre darling.”

She furrowed her eyebrows at him. “I beg your pardon, did you just call me darling?” 

Rhysand was still smirking as he said, “Why yes, Feyre darling, I did.” He paused for dramatic effect. “Oh, I did it again.”

Feyre scowled at him. “Apparently, no one cared to tell me that the Prince of Velaris would be a prick.” She retorted. 

Oh, Rhysand loved how riled up she was. “You could take your time and learn for yourself, you know.” Rhysand crooned.

Feyre gave him a sardonic smile. “I could, but I rather not.” She then dropped her smile as she pushed Rhysand away. “Now if you would excuse me, I need to go and find Elain.” Feyre started moving ahead without glancing back at him.

Rhysand’s smirk had remained intact.

It truly was going to be one hell of a month.

[fyeahcodegays]

suzalulu fics for when ao3 isn’t enough

a couple of gen mixed in, but if you have rose tinted shades they’ll work fine

btw these aren’t necessarily exclusive to ffn; some authors have imported their works between sites and thus you might come across something you’ve read in ao3 already.

I may or may not have been depressed that I can’t find fic recs besides this one (which has a lotta good fics, I thrived here) and the lj rec lists dont even load so yeah.

on another note, in the midst of making this, I also found this fic rec (the best playground for my angst loving heart tbh) so I decided to remove the overlaps I found.

i’m personally a fan of dark fic (more like unhealthy codependence) so there’s that I guess

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2. Guileless | J Plash

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3. To Err Is Human | tastes-like-ciel

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4. The Enemy Of My Enemy Is My Friend | tastes-like-ciel

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5. Excused Absences | YamiPaladinofChaos

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6. Scarred But Not Stronger | YamiPaladinofChaos

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7. Abandon Thyself | Sanjuno

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8. Sleeping Beauty | tastes-like-ciel

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9. Battleship Grey | tastes-like-ciel

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10. Leading Moves | elarielf

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11. Just Another Game | elarielf

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12. Higame | elarielf

Suzaku thought that all the times Lelouch went out to gamble with Rivalz they were really having sex.

13. Retribution | spare

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14. Get Your Hands Off My Girl… Er, Guy… | elarielf

AU, in which Suzaku and Lelouch go to a club with Rivalz and a guy starts to flirt with Lelouch… So Suzaku gets angry, and at the end they start to fight for Lelouch.

15. Walk On In | Tainted Ink And Paper

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16. Mismatched Yarn | Cat In My Fridge

Because in the end, when everything else had been stripped away, there was still one thing Lelouch had to give: himself.

17. All That Remains | LawliPop

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18. Forever, With You | VirtualDraconium

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19. Requiem | LawliPop

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20. Pure Hearted Love | DnKS-giRLs

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21. Snapshots | DnKS-giRLs

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22. Juicy Footage | Coral Blush

Gino thinks Lelouch is sexy, and Suzaku wonders if it’s possible to break his friend’s fingers when no one is looking.

23. In My Memory | KiraxMomo

When all you have are memories, you cling to them. When those memories start to fade, what do you do?

24. Twisted | pretense

“Protect Lelouch and Kill Zero… Well isn’t that just grand?”

25. Mosaic | abovethenightsky

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26. Revision |  DnKS-giRLs

After the regicide, Zero found himself walking to Emperor Lelouch’s bedroom with fear in his heart. Yes, this is a CRACK fic.

27. The Royal Command | Seto’s Darkness

After defeating Britannia in a bitter war, Suzaku Kururugi is the Prince of Japan who takes a liking to the purple-eyed prisoner, Lelouch.

28. At The World’s End | Seto’s Darkness

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29. The Moments Between | Zure96

After Charles erases Lelouch’s memory of Zero and Nunnally he has another plan for him before sending him back to Ashford to draw out C.C. Placed in Suzaku’s care, will the newly appointed Knight of Seven abuse his power? Or will he do his duty?

30. Windowless | ucco

Euphemia may hold the title of being Suzaku’s girlfriend, but she’ll never own his heart.

31. The Elegy of Suzaku Kururugi | Coeurlito

The Zero Requiem was not the end. For Suzaku Kururugi, it will never be the end.

32. Thunder and Lightning | Jynova

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33. Wrong | faecree

After Euphie’s confession to him, Suzaku simply felt wrong. And, when something feels wrong, isn’t the best way to properly remedy the situation to counter it with something “right” instead?

34. Safe and Sound | Lovelily Lion

In a different world they were ordinary boys caught in a dystopian society bent on watching them lay down their lives. Lelouch grieves over the lover he never had and Suzaku finds a way to get back to him at all costs.

35. Ariadne’s Thread | anlaaria

It could have been perfect. Inception AU.

36. the disloyal order of sunflowers | tenshiplz

Marianne’s eldest son—eight years old and proud of it—the eleventh Prince to the Britannian throne, had attempted to escape three times in the past two days over that wall, but this fourth time was the charm.

37. Fanfic ABCs | Cat In My Fridge

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38. Retrograde | Libek

At the end of R1, on a whim, Lelouch receives a very different punishment for his actions. Now everyone must deal with the consequences. Themes of “white” slavery, and yes, he does now technically belong to Suzaku.

39. A Friendly Chat | Vermillion Lies

Emperor Charles and Suzaku have a brief conversation regarding memories.

40. Behind Those Wonderful Double Grand Doors |  DnKS-giRLs

That day, the four ladies of Ashford Academy heard some very interesting things behind the closed door of student council room. And what part exactly does aloe gel play in that?

41. Selfish | shimo hyozan

If he was just given the chance, he would’ve been selfish.

42. In Loving Memory | Strawberry Scented Paperclip

An accident has left Suzaku with no recollection of the past two years. He doesn’t mind much, but who’s that dark haired stranger haunting his dreams, and why is his girlfriend acting so distant?

43. The Emperor’s Waltz | realms of fic

Empires may grow and crumble, but music plays forever. 

44. Seeing Double | elarielf

Two Suzakus teaming up against Lelouch, Rock'n'Dolless’s Kiss doujin style. Consensual; semi-public outdoors. …because there can’t be too much Suzaku?

45. Absolution | ficshun

Suzaku must make a choice when confronted with the truth of Zero’s identity.

Bonus Round: cgkinkmemeii fill personal faves

Lelouch is alive with a code, sex with Suzaku ensues

Lelouch turns to Refrain, dubcon

Lelouch switch between good au and canon

Suzalulu RP as each other 

Photographer!zaku

Decayed by rex_sun sidestory (by rex_sun)

MMORPG pk Zero

Student Council/table-kun

Continue? [Yes/No]

Lelouch has fujo fangirls

Cold!lelouch, Passionate!zero

Conflicted!zaku after R1

eyes are windows to the soul

post-R1 non-con

ghost!lelouch

[existentialstatesofmind]

Never A Dull Morning

Clare: didn't let boys see her undergarments. Even though she'd starting buying more interesting bras and panties last year, it was for herself not them. Of course Dakota hadn't actually done anything wrong. "It's just private." She explained. "Thank you for understanding." Her cheeks were still pink as she got dressed. Clare wasn't going to explain her weird logic in front of Emi. How she could go without wearing a bra in front of him but wasn't ready for him to see it. Clare was a little shocked after she succesfully beat up Bren. She'd learned how to do that after the whole Fitz threatening her and Eli with a knife incident because it was important to be able to defend herself. Had she gone too far? Bren hadn't actually touched her. Emi was here though and she needed to know it wasn't okay for boys to talk to girls like that even ones who weren't strangers. (Although to Clare, Bren was.) Bren didn't get a free pass. Especially after behaving like that in front of a five year old! He should be ashamed of himself! Besides Clare knew she couldn't hurt Bren badly, she didn't know how to do more than (hopefully) get him to leave her alone from now on. She stepped outside with Kota and slowly breathed in and out trying to calm down. "Is he always like that?" Clare asked. "No problem. I don't want to confuse her. Foreign languages aren't easy for me. I always want to pronounce words exactly how they are written. But in Spanish a J is prounced like an H, in Russian an I is pronounced like an E. So on and so forth. I guess that's why I like French, it's the same alaphabet as English so it's slightly less confusing for me. The difference is the French use diacritics." Clare shrugged. She didn't give up easily and at least she had been right about how to say sushi after all. She felt better by the time they went back inside. Clare smiled at Ash and Emi. "Emi did a good job. He's still down." She knew that wouldn't last much longer so she gladly escaped to the living room with Kota and Emi. Clare sat down on the couch. She bit her lip when Emi asked about purity rings. This was part of the reason why she felt like it was necessary to shut Bren up. Emi didn't need to hear about anything that pretained to sex. Of course she had questions now. Kota was lucky she only asked that one and didn't seem to care that he didn't give her a real answer. Clare winced soon as she heard the name Jenna. Maybe it was a different Jenna? No, soon as Kota got to the part about her trashy short shorts and her purposedly bending over (so everyone could see her buttcrack), Clare knew Dakota was referring to the her former friend. Who stole K.C from her using that exact tactic. He wasn't worth keeping and neither was Jenna's friendship. "I didn't know big mouth already told you all of that before we started hanging out." Clare said softly. "I guess she's still bragging about it. She's been trying to get with every guy since K.C got sick of her. Alli's brother, Sav, turned her down too. She's going to get the baby taken away from her because she won't stay home with him and there's no one else to watch him. I'd feel bad for Jenna but Owen threw my best friend Adam through a glass door for being transgender so...if that's who she wants to be with her baby deserves better." She squeezed Dakota's hand as he confessed to Kelly about his false reputation. Clare knew people might get the wrong idea when they found out she was dating Dakota especially if someone learned about their sleepover(s) but she didn't care. Anyone who mattered wouldn't believe a rumor over the truth. If Jesus Club did to her what they did to her sister, she didn't need to be part of it. However, she hoped they'd changed along with their name. Clare smiled back at him and chuckled because she'd always been able to take care of herself and now she could stand up for herself too. Well, by doing more than slapping boys and making a scene by yelling at them. The other girls at school needed to learn how too instead of relying on Kota to play superman. "I like you just the way you are even if you're reckless. There are some situations you can't get out of alone, she needed a friend." Clare reassurred him after Kelly left. "Just give them the card from now on. Kelly's right. Her dad could've killed you." She shuddered. Clare scooted closer to Dakota when Bren came in. "Do you even realize that was sexual harassment and if you keep doing it, someday a women will press charges against you and you'll go to jail." She said seriously. "You can't grope girls because you like the way we look, just like we can't do it to you. Or each other. Or a guy to another guy." She shook her head. Bren had Genesis all wrong. They were still living with the consequences of Adam and Eve's betrayal. The bible also said that outside of marriage sex was a sin. Even if you didn't believe that, there were other reasons to wait and she didn't plan to do something she'd regret. "Yeah! Let's go after breakfast before it gets too hot. Outside." She frowned. "The only problem is I don't have any exercise clothes here." Clare didn't want to wear her new outfit to the park. She supposed she could make do with what she'd worn over to Kota's in the first place.

Kota: nodded when Clare reassured him after Kelly left and kissed her cheek. "Thank you." he whispered and listened to her chide Bren. He knew that they've been there with him. "Yea, I know. That's why I ask to touch a girl's breasts. They taught me about sexual harassment in school and as long as I don't touch her without permission the most the girl will do is beat the crap out of me. So much easier in Bristol." Bren whined. "Yea, he's got a hard head. He went to Bristol and into a night club where he made a friend. She took a pill, made out with him for about ten minutes, then her boyfriend came and we got a call from the hospital. Bren had to get stitches and had a broken arm. We just sort of gave up after that." he explained to Clare. "The guy had a hard punch, once the girl realized he was beating me up, she called the cops, grabbed him and ran. I'm friends with her on facebook, she asked when I'm going back to Bristol." Bren explained to Clare. "And didn't her boyfriend threaten to kill you if you ever touched her a fourth time since you had to go find her after you go out of the hospital?" Kota asked looking at him. "Yea, but that's just a threat." Bren stated and Kota rolled his eyes. "I wish I could just beat the shit out of you right now, but it'll be futile. I only continued to help because I thought you were done with that girl and could actually change. She's fucking strung out on drugs. That night you were in the hospital she was too, an hour later she tried to kill herself because of the drugs she took. Does that really mean nothing to you, do you not see how much she's calling for help?" Kota asked. "So what she just needs to stop taking whatever drug made her want to die. If she were mine and came to me every night I'd be the happiest man alive regardless if she's strung out or not. They can help the suicide thing." Bren shrugged and Kota got up seeing the headphones still on Emi. "Bren, sex isn't worth your life nor is a girl. Who cares if she got strung out and made out with you, she's fuck-" "I don't care." Bren yelled back and Kota felt a hand on his shoulder to see his mom. "From the first time I held you, I knew you'd be trouble. You acted out more than any of your brothers and never wanted to stay. You were always trying to leave to go wherever, soon that changed and you started going after girls not caring about anyone, but you. I had these papers printed out and money put aside. They're emancipation papers, if you really want this I won't stop you anymore." She said holding his suitcase in hand and he took the papers. "I know you don't care what happens to you, but we do. I think you may need this, to go on your own for a bit and come home to us. Maybe this will help you be a better man." she said as she signed the papers after him and handed him his suitcase and passport. "There's money in there with an address book to friends I've made and keep in touch with in various countries." she said. "And I can be with Iona?" he asked curiously. "This was only an act to be with her?" Kota asked. "Well yea." Bren answered. "If that's what you want." His mom said and Bren took his things and left. "He never unpacked his things. I knew he didn't want to stay." his mom explained and he sat back down. "Maybe this will open his eyes." Kota breathed and laid his head on Clare's shoulder. After she mentioned going to the park after breakfast, he watched as Kelly bought out a plate of pancakes while Dallas carried the plates, Stacy carried sets of silverware wrapped in napkins and Ash and Dom carried sides. Without a word, Kota went to the kitchen and grabbed bottles of juice for everyone, then sat next to Clare and Emi. "Kelly, do you still have those yoga shorts that were too small?" he asked looking at her. "Yea." she answered. "I need them for Clare." He said honestly. "They're in the same place in my room. Also you're on wash duty later after Dallas does the basics. I have Victoria's Secret lingerie that needs to be washed and you're the only one who doesn't shrink them besides Stacy and she has to go home. I also have work." Kelly said and he nodded. "Ok, Stacy do you need your Victoria's Secret lingerie washed?" he asked looking at her. "Yea. Dallas will get them for you when you're ready to do the laundry. Dallas cut some of the tags off mine so that should help a bit. My bras and other items have tags." Stacy explained and he nodded as he ate. "Dom is helping me separate the Victoria's Secret from everything." Dallas stated. "Ash and I will do the dishes then." Stacy stated honestly. "Ok, that leaves Kota and Clare to the floors after dinner." Kelly said. "I wanna help." Emi stated. "We just pick up big items and leave the rest to the roomba." he informed Clare as he continued to eat. After breakfast was done, Kota went and got the shorts for Clare and one of his shirts too. "I'll go change in Dom's bathroom." he smiled at her as he handed her the clothing and kissed her chastely before going to change.