#summer 2k17: fic

[the-average-bear]

Chapter 3 is up! Sorry it took me a million years, hopefully the 6,000 words will make up for the wait. 

 Thank you @afangirlsplaylist for your amazing beta-ing! 

 Inspired by the Rhink Summer Ficathon Prompt: 

 I never understood what was at stake / I never thought your love was worth the wait/ Well now you’ve come and gone/ I finally worked it out, I worked it out 

                                           -Vance Joy, Georgia 

 Note the rating change ;)

Title: The Traveler, Chapter 3: Energy

Rating: M

Word count: 6371

Summary: You can't be friends for this long without thinking about these kinds of possibilities, right?

Notes: Mentions of Infidelity, Sexual content

[babyleclerc]

Mimi’s Masterlist (Fics/Imagines/One Shots)

Key:

🥰 = Fluff || 💥 = Smut || ☠️ = NSFW ||🌪 = Angst ||⚡️ = Tough themes/Mature content || 🧸 = Author’s Favorite || 🍒 = 1K notes || 🎉 = 2K notes || 🎈 = 3K notes || 🌶 = 4K notes

Updated 8/3/19

Series:

Chris Evans x Reader

🌪⚡️Always Remember Us This Way {IN PROGRESS - CURRENTLY ON HIATUS} - You’ve been friends with Chris since College, but as you’ve gotten older you’re getting tired of the on again/off again dynamic of your relationship. This time, you’re actually breaking up. For good.

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

Part Four {COMING SOON}

🌪⚡️Much Too Much {IN PROGRESS - CURRENTLY ON HIATUS} - With big brother Sebastian Stan by your side, you never needed much else in life as you navigated raising your three-year-old son as a single mother. That is, until Chris Evans comes crashing into your world – bringing laughter and joy with him, but unknowingly digging up every secret you’d tried so hard to bury.

Part I

Part II

Part III

Sebastian Stan x Reader

🥰Hope for the Hopeless {ON HIATUS} - While in town visiting your best friend during the IW press tour and screening, you end up spending lots of time with her fiance, Tom Hiddleston, and through extension the rest of the MCU cast. A certain shy but confident, Sebastian Stan can’t help but notice you - and the whirlwind starts from there.

Part I

Tom Hiddleston x Reader

Change Is Gonna Come {COMPLETE}

Part I - You find out you’re pregnant while abroad for work, and tell Tom after a month of being apart. 🥰🍒

Part II - After experiencing severe stomach pains and rushing you to the hospital, you and Tom find out heartbreaking news about your baby. 🌪⚡️

One-Shots/Imagines:

Tom Hiddleston x Reader

The Way You Look Tonight - Tom has always been one to spoil you, but on your second wedding anniversary you want to be the one spoiling. So after a romantic evening dinner, you take Tom to the theatre to see his favorite play & ice cream afterwards. 🥰

If I Didn’t Have You - Studying isn’t so bad when you’ve got an adorable Tom Hiddleston by your side. 🥰

Love Her Madly -  After probably the worst day of your life, you find yourself stood up at a nice restaurant by your date. To make things worse, you also run into your ex - who sees you there alone. Who better to save the day than the one and only Tom Hiddleston? 🥰🍒

Lips On You (NSFW) -  During your honeymoon, Tom wakes you up in the middle of the night seeking some��� attention. 💥☠️🍒

Slow Hands (NSFW) -  In an effort to get you to relax after a long week, Tom offers to give you a massage. Which leads to other things… 💥☠️

An Honest Mistake -  Not wanting to jinx your new relationship, you and Tom keep your relationship under wraps - no one knows except your family. But while on a mini getaway in England, Tom runs into a family friend and introduces you as ‘just a friend’, which leads to a fight. 🌪🥰🍒

Honesty Hour -  It’s your turn to host Friendsgiving, and all your closest friends are attending – Anthony Mackie, Sebastian Stan, Chris Evans, and of course, Tom Hiddleston. After a whole lot of booze, the conversation steers into the boys asking your ‘FMK’ (Fuck, Marry, Kill) opinions - which leads to honesty hour with Tom. 🧸🥰🌪🍒🎉🎈🌶

Favorites - Tom asks you a few Marvel questions, which leads to an interesting revelation about his coworkers. 🧸🥰🍒🎉🎈

Rules -  You’ve got some explicit rules for watching Marvel movies with Tom, specifically ones that he’s in. But he has other plans. 🧸🥰🍒🎉🎈🌶

Just Wait - A sad Tom doesn’t want you to go out of town for work, which leads from an argument to a much bigger, more important question. Small mention of jealous!Tom over Chris Evans. 🌪🥰🍒🎉

Sebastian Stan x Reader

Fix You -  Feeling unworthy of Sebastian Stan’s affections, you look to him for comfort and reassurance in a brief moment of insecurity. 🥰

Into You Like A Train (NSFW) - You can’t resist asking Seb a question that has been on your mind all morning - even at the most inappropriate time. 🥰💥

Chris Evans x Reader

Tequila Sunrise -  You’ve known Chris since you were twelve. He’s always been a constant for you, never a romantic interest. But will the summer heatwave, humidity and pool time get to your head and change the way you feel about each other? Includes Anthony Mackie! 💥 🧸 ☠️

One Sweet World - In preparation for Chris’s 37th birthday, you’ve got a big surprise for him that he just can’t contain his excitement for. 🧸🥰 🍒

Morning After - After seeing Infinity War, you have questions for your boyfriend, Chris…who clearly can’t confirm or deny your many theories. ;) 🥰 🍒

Something’s Gotta Give (NSFW) - You’ve been filming Infinity War over the past 8+ months and for whatever reason, you cannot stand the sight of Christopher Robert Evans. But on a cold winter’s night, stuck in a cabin for “mandatory bonding”, you and Chris work out your issues…physically. Includes cameos of our favorite super-dorks Seb, Tom, Scar & Mackie! 🧸🌪⚡️☠️🍒🎉🎈

Steve Rogers x Reader

Afterlife -  Immediately after The Snap, Steve has yet to hear from you, causing him to assume the worst. Did you survive? 🌪

My 1K+ Story A Day Challenge 2k17:

Day 1: Winter Wonderland (Chris Evans x Reader) 🥰

There’s no better way to spend Christmas Eve than with your best friend, Chris Evans. Hilarity ensues while Chris attempts to make Christmas decorations. Wonderful, feelgood, holiday fluff.

Day 2: My Favorite Things (Tom Hiddleston x Reader) 🥰

Just a cold, wintery night with our favorite Tom Hiddleston, complete with blanket fort and dinner next to the fire. Fluff, fluff, fluff.

Day 3: It’s Beginning to Look a Lot Like Christmas (Tom Hiddleston x Reader) 🥰

In which you try to hang the Christmas lights by yourself and Tom watches you fail hysterically.

Day 4: Rockin’ Around the Christmas Tree (Tom Hiddleston x Reader) 🥰

Just a quick blurb about decorating the tree with our favorite boy, Tom Hiddleston.

Day 5: Cold December Night (Tom Hiddleston x Reader) 🥰

You’re attending Marvel’s annual Holiday Party rather begrudgingly, and the night seems to be a lame one until you realize that a certain Tom Hiddleston has made you a stocking with all of your favorite things inside. Small cameo by ScarJo & Chris Evans.

Day 6: You Make It Feel Like Christmas (Tom Hiddleston x Reader) 🧸🥰

A beautiful Christmas Eve spent with the one and only Tom Hiddleston. And it wouldn’t truly be Christmas unless he popped you a serious question, would it?

Day 7: Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas (Tom Hiddleston x Reader) 🧸🥰

Christmas morning spent with Tom isn’t so bad, after all. Features daddy!Tom and lots of fluff. :)

[altumvidetur]

Haikyuu!! Fic Recs (KuroDai)

Fic Recs Masterpost

Moving on with my ongoing trend of sharing all of my fic recs to help give people stuff to read while isolated at home, it’s time for another of my Haikyuu!! OTPs, KuroDai!

Of course, these cater to my own tastes, so you may find stuff you don’t like around here. I never include works in progress. The Mature and Explicit works will be in italic. I ask you to READ THE WORK’S TAGS before continuing, so you won’t find anything that makes you uncomfortable.

Let’s go!

will you stay with me my love, for another day?, by amaanogawa

“Are you a Shinigami?”

The man raises his brows, clearly surprised. “What makes you think that?”

“You appeared out of thin air, you’re dressed in all black, you have a notebook with my name in it that tells you I’m sick, and you said that it was my time.”

“…alright, I guess I was a bit obvious, but in my defense you’re not supposed to be able to see me. And the black is a personal choice, really.”

Kurodai Weekend 2k17, Day 1 | August 25: Spirits ( Shinigami AU | Yokai and Exorcist AU )

breathe me in (like the air tonight), by amaanogawa

"Kuroo learns that he’s never wanted to kiss someone as badly as he does now, when Sawamura’s face is bathed in moonlight on the streets of residential Tokyo."

Kurodai week 2k17: Sports Swap AU / Same Highschool AU.

Not entirely scientific, by Ellessey

Kuroo is totally accustomed to the feel of Daichi’s body, but even so, it hasn’t gotten old. The broad bare shoulders that he leans on sleepily in the morning, or the strong thighs that support him when Daichi’s classroom is empty and Kuroo can’t resist getting on his lap and calling him Sawamura-sensei (and every other filthy thing he can think of to turn his husband’s cheeks bright red).

But especially, on nights like this—wintery ones when the walk home from the train station is frigid and dark—he has not, in any way, lost his appreciation for Daichi's warmth.

--

A small study of the heat of Daichi's skin, as told by Kuroo Tetsurou.

Take the Long Road Home, by pepperfield

When Azumane Asahi goes missing before his engagement meeting with Kozume Kenma, what other option is there but for Daichi to impersonate his brother and fake his way through a first date with Asahi's fiance?

Okay, let's be realistic - there were probably at least four other options.

Unfortunately, Tetsurou couldn't come up with any of them either, so now he's here flirting with Kenma's future husband while trying to keep his web of deceit from collapsing.

It's going to be an eventful day.

like a properly calculated algorithm, by astroturfwars

Kuroo’s got a hand in his hair, pushing it out of his face so he can read properly, and one of the first non-calculus thoughts Daichi has all night is: well, that’s a nice change of scenery.

The second non-calculus thought Daichi has is: shit.

warm, by raewrites

It's at the very edge that Daichi finds himself reaching desperately for the flames licking his skin, and it's always Kuroo who pushes him over.

hey now, the past is told by those who win, my darling, by momitchi

"Quit focusing on the past, Sawamura," Kuroo said, smirk evident in his tone. "If you keep doing that, how can you expect our teams to play each other at nationals?"

do you want to die together, by roisale

(the things you gain when you are in a jaeger: one of them is a time bomb tied with the noose made of hope around your neck, but the other is the guarantee that when you are side by side with your partner, there will never be anything left unsaid.)

"do you want to die together?" - the time they do, and the time they don't.

the faster we’re falling, by raewrites

Sawamura Daichi is really hot.

But also so much more.

And it’s a huge fucking problem.

see: fond, by raewrites

Kuroo brings flowers to their first official date.

Okay, a flower. One he had picked on his way there, growing out of a crack in the sidewalk, probably stepped on at some point.

The flower is a dandelion, specifically.

(“A weed?”

“It’s not a weed, it’s a flower! Look at the…those little yellow bits are considered petals, right?”

“It’s a weed.”)

And Daichi (embarrassingly enough) falls in love with him right then and there.

play in the petals, by tsuruko

This time, he buys red roses without looking up a meaning.

ride, by astroturfwars

In which there are cars, kissing, and cute dogs.

I’d Follow, by magic

When Daichi’s given a new chance at life, it comes at a price. He figures it’s worth it.

dialogues, by inverse

a series of conversations. for kurodai week 2014.

Be Good to Me, by tinycrows

“Not only am I into that,” Kuroo says slowly, perfecting the razor sharp smirk that he knows turns Daichi on--even if he has never admitted it, “but I guarantee you’re going to love it even more.”

catch and release, by evils

"Sawamura-kun, don't tell me you're actually a virgin?"

Daichi flushes a deep red and Kuroo's grin turns positively wicked.

made me give in to you, by astroturfwars

Kuroo’s always been one to take opportunity where it presents itself, if she thinks it’s worth the risk and the effort and the time, and she’s almost sure that Sawamura, with her small steady hands and lightning-flash smile and peculiar unassuming slyness, is worth the risk.

(A series of drabbles, wherein Kuroo is bad at flirting and Daichi is, somehow, very much charmed.)

let’s conspire to ignite, by downmoon

Kuroo likes to pretend the squeezing around his heart isn’t from the way Daichi shifts his awkward gaze from Oikawa to him, and he doesn’t overanalyze the smile that creeps across Daichi’s face, the warmth that lights up his eyes.

It’s just a trick of the light.

Probably.

manage me, i’m a mess, by raewrites

Four times in which Kuroo Tetsurou makes Sawamura Daichi question everything he’s ever believed in, and one of the (many) times it clicks.

accidentally on purpose, by drifloon

“Calm down,” Tetsurou said. “It’s not like she’ll fail you.”

“That’s true, “ Sawamura said, exhaling again. “If she does, I’ll complain. Thanks, though.” He lifted his hand for a one-armed hug.

“No problem,” Tetsurou said, and when they separated, he kissed Sawamura chastely on the lips.

Shit, he thought. His face was very warm.

eleven centimeters to infinity, by raewrites

Infinities, Kuroo thinks, exist in these increments of eleven centimeters, increments made surpassable when Daichi tilts his chin just enough to defy them, just enough to overcome a distance Kuroo had thought insurmountable for so long.

in between being young and being right, by cenli

Everything is lit up rippling-blue and smells of chlorine and sounds like the incessant hum of a filtration system and Kuroo is looking right back at him, eyes soft.

OR

Daichi lets Kuroo convince him to sneak into their college's outdoor swimming pool at three in the morning.

such a kiss, by Metis_Ink

“…Can’t you do that anywhere else?” Daichi asks, trying to focus on the music sheets in front of him.

“Sorry, you took the best seat in the house,” Kuroo says, nodding to the window, where the sunset swept over Daichi from above the rooftops. He smirks. “You’ll be happy to know that you’re a lot more photogenic than that mini-fridge I was planning on putting in that spot before you threatened to feed me your rosin.”

Goodnight, Good Morning, by kythen

Training camp arc. All Daichi wants is a good night's sleep, which is impossible when Kuroo keeps coming up with increasingly ridiculous excuses for why he should let him crash with him.

heartbeat, by squidmemesinc

“Are you sure you want to do this?”

Daichi shifts over on the bed a little more. Kuroo’s shoulders are so broad, even when he’s turned sideways like he is. Hospital beds really weren’t made for two people.

The Fourth Time, by kiyala

Another weekend, another open day, another talk about the benefits of this particular university's engineering program. It's not like Tetsurou actually plans or even intends to bump into Sawamura at these things, but this is the fourth time it's happened in a row so far.

Location, by tastewithouttalent

"Daichi’s very sure that no one would expect to find him where he is: in the darkest corner around the main gym, hidden by shadows so deep they might as well be a curtain, pinning Nekoma’s captain to the wall by the hold Daichi has on his shoulders and the press of their hips together." Daichi and Kuroo linger where they shouldn't be.

small magics au, by kythen

(Summary by me: two fics, KuroDai with powers, Daichi has the ability to grow flowers wherever he goes, Kuroo is so smitten there’s barely a word to explain just how smitten he is) 

Roman Numerals, by notebookthief

A study of the progression from rivals to friends to lovers.

Mounties, by notebookthief

Daichi spends his summer locked in his apartment with Kuroo, curled in their own hazy world. Sequel to Roman Numerals.

If I Could Change Your Mind, by tookumade

“I’m kind of excited to meet him,” Bokuto says, roughly an hour before Karasuno are scheduled to arrive. “He sounds interesting.”

Kuroo raises an eyebrow at him. “I just told you that there’s not a lot about him that stands out—how is that interesting?”

“You’ve told me a lot about how he apparently doesn’t stand out,” Bokuto replies easily. “You don’t usually talk about someone so much."

-

(Or, Sawamura Daichi shows up like a breath of fresh air, and Kuroo Tetsurou doesn't stand a chance.)

the world stops turning for us, by kythen

(we've got all the time in the world)

Post-Christmas lazy days. Daichi isn't exactly sure when he started living out his entire life with Kuroo.

Pucker Up, Lost Boy, by svedone

Kuroo Tetsurou and his stupid kissing booth are going to be the death of him. At least Daichi's not lost anymore.

Gross, by kythen

Going by all laws of logic, the both of them shouldn't look this cute together.

light, by kythen

A study of a crush, as seen through the eyes of one Kuroo Tetsurou.

one touch, by Recluse

It is a promise from the universe that opportunity will come, that there is a hand you are meant to hold.

Boyfriend-Jacket Style, by whatcaniwriteinthis

Daichi likes wearing Kuroo’s jacket- it makes him feel small and also cozy. He also kinda likes the way Yui chokes on her spit when he shows up to class.

boyfriend shirts and thigh highs, by kythen

Smut practice that somehow developed into a domestic sex series.

Personal Space Invaders, by kythen

Kurodai Week Day 4: Confessions/Mutual Pining

Training camp arc. Kuroo has no sense of personal space and Daichi has a problem.

Lifeguard Dude, by surveycorpsjean

It's spring break.

Everything is going great, until Daichi looks up and sees the hottest lifeguard he's ever seen in his life.

“That’s a good look for you”, by tmntransformer

Kuroo had told him, multiple times in fact, that there was no need to ever visit or pick him up from his new part-time job. Which of course meant that Sawamura had to go and visit him at his new part-time job.

distance, by WildKitte

Daichi knows to expect the call. Kuroo has always been a romantic at heart.

proximity, by WildKitte

Set directly after chapter 325, so HEAVY SPOILERS FOR MANGA! Two very exhausted teams are gathered on the bleachers, crows and cats huddled together. It gains stares and surprised second takes from the spectators of the previous game - but there they are, Karasuno and Nekoma, sitting all mixed up together.

A sequel to distance

Bad/Bed Hair Day, by kythen

After Kuroo moves into Daichi's dorm room, Kuroo's hair undergoes a transformation. Cue an identity crisis and Kuroo and Daichi's many attempts to make things right again.

My piece for the Domestic Kurodai Zine: Midnight to Morning Coffee!

Hypothetically Speaking, by Ellessey

'Kuroo's door looks just like Daichi's, but a more faded brown. Daichi lifts a hand to knock, considers turning around and leaving, and then mentally shakes himself. You can do this. Kuroo is a good guy. Just go in there and be normal. Understand statistics. Chill the hell out.

He knocks and the door opens almost immediately, and Daichi cannot chill out. He cannot chill out at all.

Kuroo's chest is bare. And wet. A towel is wrapped low on his hips.

"You're kidding me," Daichi says.'

--

Daichi needs help understanding two things: Statistics, and Kuroo Tetsurou.

Seen a Million Faces (but I’ve been waiting for you), by Hyeyu

In all his time as a dance instructor, Kuroo has had his fair share of newcomers walk into his classes at Nekoma. But there were dance newbies, and then there was Sawamura Daichi.

(aka the Dance!AU in which Kuroo teaches dance, Sawamura tries his best, and circumstances keep getting in the damn way.)

Smile For Me, Baby, by kiafeles

Perhaps he chose grape because subconsciously he wants to punish himself for such awful thoughts, and really, he can’t change his mind now, because that would just draw more attention to how awful he is at talking to his dentist. 

First Sparks, by kythen

Shapeshifting AU. A territorial dispute between the crows and the cats, and its aftermath.

Alternatively, Daichi meets the new neighbours and Kuroo finds the hardest way to form a friendship.

dissonance in stability, by amaanogawa

dis·so·nance /ˈdisənəns/ noun

· a tension or clash resulting from the combination of two disharmonious or unsuitable elements.

OR

"It's absolutely ridiculous, really, two grown men lying on an elevator floor, chewing bubble gum side by side at 5 in the morning. Daichi would never have thought that he'd be here, doing something so unbelievable.

And yet, here he was."

many names for home, by kythen

Summary by me: space!AU where Kuroo is MIA and Daichi is desperately trying to find him.

Don’t Send Me Anymore, by orphan_account

“I can’t stay, Kuroo. I’m compromised,” he says, and he doesn’t meet Kuroo’s eyes. There’s something in the way that he says compromised that makes Kuroo’s heart fall to his stomach.

--

Daichi and Kuroo talk circles around one another.

naked fools, by sweggscellent

“I heard him jerking off last night,” Daichi is lamenting to Suga the next day over milkshakes.

“You what?” Suga asks, and Daichi groans, putting his head in his hands. “That hasn’t been a problem before now?”

“No,” Daichi whines. “Well, I mean, yes. But last night he left his door open.”

Suga snorts. “That sounds like a sign if I’ve ever heard one.”

Rainy with a Chance of..., by kythen

The things that happen when it's raining and you're alone in Tokyo.

aetate mirum, by Hyeyu

A series of drabbles/fics set within an RPG-like alternate universe that's (indulgently) populated with knights, mages and the like.

kick drums on your bedroom floor, by farseersfool

"You sent me pity nudes."

"I did, yes."

the second our eyes met (baby i was yours), by kythen

Prompt:

"Hey remember when I said it was 'just a crush' and that I would 'literally never fall so low'?"

"Yeah?"

"I was wrong. I'm entirely screwed. Help me, please."

The Wrong Number One, by PandorasBox

“Tell me why everyone’s staring at me.”

“That’s not your jersey."

(Accidental Jersey Swap)

come a little closer, by phanatics

“Shit, bro, I think you killed him.”

“Bokuto, I swear to God, that’s not even funny.” Daichi is pulled a little further back into consciousness as cool fingers flutter across his face. “I can’t believe I’m a murderer at 19. That’s too young to go to jail, man.”

Daichi wishes that he could pretend to be dead a little longer, so he doesn’t have to face whatever idiots are hovering above him right now, but instead he wrenches one eye open with a weary sigh to accept his fate like a man.

-

In which Kuroo isn't nearly as smooth as he thinks he is and Daichi believes that he really doesn't deserve this.

(Day 1: first meeting / next time)

something good can work, by phanatics

In which Kuroo meddles and Daichi becomes his unwilling sidekick.

(Day 4: blind date / shotgun wedding)

Something Just Like This, by kythen

Kurodai Week Day 1: First Meeting / Next Time

-

But she said, where'd you wanna go? How much you wanna risk? I'm not looking for somebody With some superhuman gifts Some superhero Some fairytale bliss

Just something I can turn to Somebody I can kiss

(Something Just Like This - The Chainsmokers & Coldplay

teach you a thing (or two), by Spring_Emerald

“Are you dating Kuroo-sensei?”

For KuroDai Week 2017 Day 2: Sport Swap / Same High School

Eager, by Ellessey

'Daichi focuses on the direction of the entrance again, waiting for someone to come in with black hair and a red tie. These seem like really insufficient details to go on, now that he sees that fucking everyone here is wearing a tie. (Including him. Suga tied it for him.)

He's just about to pull his phone back out and check the time, when he catches a flash of red out of the corner of his eye. A slim red tie, on a slim, tall man, and a set of dark, angled eyes that are scanning the tables until they land on Daichi.'

--

Daichi doubts Suga when his friend sets him up on a blind date, but once he meets Kuroo he realizes, as he has before and will again, that Suga is always right.

nothing ventured, nothing gained, by kythen

Kurodai Week Day 3: Childhood / Adulthood

Kuroo wants to make Daichi come without touching his cock.

Kurodai Week Day 7: Free Day

Daichi wants to make Kuroo come however he wants.

Perks, by Ellessey

The first thing Kuroo wants to do, after every game, is see Daichi. Sometimes this is really easy, when he’s playing close to Tokyo, but other times it can take hours before he gets to talk to him. He still does, though—win or lose, four o’clock in the afternoon or nearly midnight. As soon as he can manage it he’s on his phone, or his laptop, or sometimes even a payphone, so he can hear Daichi’s voice and decompress. So he can feel like he’s home.

Tonight he’s on his laptop and it’s close to one in the morning, but he’s not going to sleep yet, not without this.

--

Kuroo and Daichi find (slightly filthy) ways to stay close to each other, even when they have to be apart.

to the ends of the earth with you, by amaanogawa

(Summary by me: Apocalypse AU, with a lot of angst but ultimately a happy ending.)

the shield and the spear, by kythen

Kurodai Week Bonus Day 8: Mythical Creatures / Super Powers

Daichi finds himself on a journey, his memories gone and a man with beautiful golden eyes as his only guide.

Sense, by Ellessey

'“What are you—felt what?” Daichi asks.

“This,” Kuroo says, and he lifts one hand, waves it carefully through the empty space in front of him, and paints the air with color. Bright lines of orange and gold and red appear in the path of his fingertips.

Daichi’s mouth falls open.

“Yours is cooler,” Kuroo says, smiling wryly.'

--

Daichi has never met another person like him before, someone he doesn’t have to hide his abilities from. But the first day at a new school, surrounded by the same normal faces, he finally meets someone different.

hold me (very) close, by symphorine

At the time, it seemed like a good idea.

Scratch that. It was never a good idea. Kuroo is good at a lot of things, but not enough to fool himself into thinking that inviting his ex (who he may or may not have lingering feelings for) to stay with him, even just for a few days, is anywhere in the vicinity of smart.

But hey, he's a grown adult, and so is Daichi, and he's just doing him a favor! It was staying in Kuroo's apartment or finding a cheap hotel, and at least, after two years of rooming, and dating, in college, they know how to coexist.

-

Daichi, now an author successful enough to be interviewed for a TV show, needs a place to stay for the occasion. Kuroo offers his apartment before he realizes the flaw in that plan.

It's just a few days of living with Daichi again. Everything's gonna be fine.

Before You Forget, by kythen

Spirited Away-inspired AU. There are some memories that always stay with you.

While moving back to Miyagi, Daichi loses his son in the forest and goes in search of him, only to find himself in a different world altogether where he meets a certain shadowy spirit.

by your side, by kythen

Keep your friends close but your frenemies closer.

blink if you love me, by kythen

Daichi notices something about Kuroo when they kiss. 

did you receive my wink?, by kythen

Kuroo needs help asking Sawamura out. Obviously, he turns to Bokuto.

shot through the heart, by kythen

Daichi only has one chance to take Kuroo Tetsurou down.

all the lives we’ve lived (were for this moment), by kythen

In all of the twenty-five lives Kuroo has lived, Daichi has always been there. This life is no exception.

Kuroo just needs to meet him first.

The Neighbourly Thing, by kythen

Scene: Bokuto in front of Daichi and Kuroo's apartment with a basket of fruit.

lingering, echoing, by kythen

Those who we love and lose never really do stop loving us.

me, you, me, you, by kythen

Daichi and Kuroo and their eternal rivalry through the years. 

Youkai and Exorcist AU, by kythen

Summary by me: wherein Daichi is an exorcist, Kuroo is a nekomata, and, together, they fight crime. I mean, other youkai.

i like the way you work it, by Spring_Emerald

“Always a professional, Sawamura. And here I was excited to finally get some.”

Daichi gives him a dry look. “You won’t be getting some, if you don’t pay attention.”

Kuroo winks. “I’m all yours and ready, baby.”

Daichi lets the blatant innuendo go, as it’s serving a purpose at the moment.

“Good boy.”

For Kurodai Weekend 2017 Day 2: Action (Undercover Agent AU)

Happiness is where you find it, by kythen

Kurodai Weekend Day 3 - Family: Established Family AU / Single Parent AU

Family life in the Sawamura-Kuroo household, home to two dads and one baby girl.

i’ve got you, darling, by kythen

Daichi has a bad day and Kuroo is there to comfort him.

When Summoning, Please Use Caution, by kythen

Kuroo was definitely not the demon Daichi expected to summon.

Viewfinder, by blueacorn

(Summary by me: cute bakery AU where Daichi is a baker, Kuroo is a photographer, and they’re both corny. There’s cute IwaOi in there too.)

chosen, by ryekamasaki

Prompt:

Kuroo in the bushes with cat food.

hope will take its toll, by Spring_Emerald

Kuroo doesn’t want to think about it. He doesn’t think that Daichi’s affection for him, or his affection for Daichi, for that matter, is fickle, that something like winning or losing a match could change. He has more faith in their relationship than that. He has more faith in himself and Daichi than that. But, that doesn’t mean that he isn’t part terrified for what’s going to happen tomorrow.

slide show, by Spring_Emerald

“Good afternoon, gentlemen. I’m here to present a pitch about ‘Why Sawamura Daichi,” he points at Daichi, who is sitting at the foot of the table, for emphasis, “should date me’”.

forever starts from now, by Spring_Emerald

Daichi shakes his head, but smiles at the sentiment. “After today, you won’t get rid of me anymore.”

“I could say the same to you,” Kuroo says back. He then leans forward and rests his forehead against Daichi’s. “I don’t ever want to be rid of you.”

“Good,” Daichi replies in a whisper.

i’d still say yes, by Spring_Emerald

Kuroo covers Daichi’s hand with his and it is as warm as Daichi remembers. “I missed you, Sawamura,” he admits, eyes trained on Daichi seriously. Daichi is lost in Kuroo’s eyes that he couldn’t even control himself when he replies with a soft “I missed you too.”

Kurodai Kinktober 2017, by kythen

A collection of kurodai smut oneshots for Kinktober 2017.

Good Game, by byesweetheart

Working for a gay porn production company for a living—also known as fucking other guys on camera in a room with ten bored crew members for a living—had about as much drama as you could expect, with nearly 40 actors working together in various ways (and positions). That is to say, there was drama always.

to the scars on your fists, by amaanogawa

"Sawamura has power, has foundation, but Kuroo’s strength lies in his speed and flexibility. And just as Sawamura has countless hours of practice marring the skin on his fists, Kuroo has the same, as do the rest of the fighters here today, all for the same goal.

Victory. Nothing but that."

Kurodai Weekend #2, Day 1 | December 8: Ennoshita Productions ( Haikyuu Fighter | Final Haikyuu Quest )

your hand in mine, by kythen

Kurodai Weekend Day 2 - Celebration: Birthday / Wedding

Today is the first day of the rest of their life.

if you travel through the woods, by kythen

There is something out there and Daichi can sense it, even if he can’t see it. Daichi has always felt at home in the forest, filled with trees and plants and animals, all familiar to him, but these woods are different. None of them have ever been this far away from home and these woods are strange to them.

-

Daichi leads his group through the woods in search of safety.

Simply the best, by Poteto

Ladybug is gone and Chat Noir is the only hope the city has. Daichi thinks that's enough.

Under Night’s Veil, by Kath

Rumor has it that young Lord Sawamura is protected by the darkness itself. Nobody knows he is in love with it.

Birthday Wishes, by kythen

It‘s Daichi's birthday so he can be a little bit selfish.

words can’t espresso how much you mean to me, by amaanogawa

"(Long story short, Kuroo slipped into Daichi’s life where he fits like a puzzle piece, like he was always meant to be there, and it had all somehow started with a cup of overpriced coffee and a lopsided smile.)"

me and my heart (we got issues), by Spring_Emerald

For the prompt: "Can't decide if I should slap you or kiss you"

-----

“Why are you looking at me like that?” Kuroo asks softly, a bit unsure.

“Looking at you like what?”

“Like you want to kiss me,” he says easily with a smirk.

try me, by lances

Having company was nice, even if they were perfect strangers with different study goals in mind. It was a shared peace that Kuroo could appreciate, a tacit encouragement—

“Shit, 'kaashi!”

—and if asked, Kuroo could name the exact moment Sawamura’s fingers fossilized over his keyboard.

(or: akaashi tires to get a rise out of kuroo, but all it does is get him a date instead)

paved with good intentions, by Spring_Emerald

The note details the time and place for the said date, and below is a line that says ‘Be there or else…’

-----

For KuroDai VDay Anthology 2018

I’ll love you for a hundred years, and then more, by kythen

Kuroo thinks Daichi would like them, even if Daichi has never expressed a particular fondness for roses. Or, he would have to like them because Kuroo has already purchased an entire armful of them, an entire army of red roses, a hundred buds strong.

-

For Kurodai VDay Anthology 2018

till it be morrow, by Spring_Emerald

“Kuroo, for the last time, we’re hardly Romeo and Juliet. Drop the act.”

-----

A pair of “star-crossed” lovers take their time.

waking the dreamer, by kythen

Daichi dreams.

why don’t you meet me in the middle, by amaanogawa

Based on this popular tumblr post.

"the reason i don’t go to the doctor anymore is because i went once and the medical intern was super young and super hot so naturally i got nervous, and when he measured my heart rate he said ‘hmm it’s…faster than average’ and then he smirked. cos he knew. cos i’m not subtle. cos i’m a dumb motherfucker. anyway imagine your OTP"

OR

Daichi goes to the hospital and gets more than he expected.

i’ve got a crush on you, by kythen

In the autumn of his seventeenth year, Kuroo is afflicted by a crush that never quite leaves him.

got a better solution, by Spring_Emerald

For the prompt: "When it comes down to it, it's just a game."

-----

“Is that how a winner should act, Sawamura?” He lightly elbows Daichi. “First you don’t approach me, and now you’re ignoring me? That’s breaking my heart, you know.”

i feel your warmth, and it feels like home, by peaches

in which Tetsurou and Daichi share a college dorm, and all the feelings that come with it; a story told in seven parts.

you will always be my dear, by amaanogawa

"So one thing led to another and here they were, all of them crowded into a small yakiniku restaurant on some back road in Tokyo with Daichi feeling vaguely like his heart was about to beat out of his chest.

He hasn't seen Kuroo since they broke up 3 years ago, tear stained shoulders and a bittersweet smile on a windy platform as he boarded a train that whisked him away to the other side of the country in a matter of hours."

Kurodai Week 2018 Day 2 | May 7: Getting Together | Post Break-up

pancakes, bacon and eggs, by kythen

Summary by me: ABO KuroDai, with Alpha!Kuroo and Omega!Daichi, mating cycles and they somehow still manage to be dense as rocks. 

there you are, i’ve been looking for you forever., by amaanogawa

"It's a story that he loves to tell every chance he got, about how Daichi opened his mouth and starlight bled out like water colours on paper, filling in the hollows of Kuroo's previously monochrome world."

OR

A story about finding one's soulmate- because when you know, you just know.

Kurodai Week 2018 Day 5 | May 10: Music

The Sea and the Shore, by kythen

Summary by me: Mermaid!AU, with Daichi as a mermaid trying to deal with his attraction to human!Kuroo. 

it’s hard when you’re young, by kythen

Kuroo is doing well in high school. His volleyball team is on track to Nationals and his grades aren't even slipping that much. Why his mom thinks he needs a tutor is beyond him.

A story about growing up, moving out, and falling in love.

(let me stay) by your side, by kythen

Kuroo fractures his dominant arm. Luckily, Daichi is there to look after him.

(No, they aren’t dating.)

falling another moment into your gravity, by amaanogawa

"Nothing beats Daichi on the court. He’s a force to be reckoned with on any day of the week, but the minute he stands on the court there just isn’t any question left at all. A powerhouse of stability, of strength, and a quiet kind of terrifying. People are left breathless in his wake.

Kuroo is always one of them."

if you ask, by murphym

Three months.

Three months and Kuroo's still not over Daichi.

between us captains, by owlsshadows

Kuroo feels thankful now for the rigorousness of this weekend camp, the tension of each practice match claiming his focus entirely, dragging his eyes away from certain thighs and placing them on the ball instead. The intervals, he finds a bit harder – sweat glistening on Sawamura’s temple and dropping from his square-shaped jaw, water bottle held by strong fingers, lifted to delicious-looking lips by strong arms – and he escapes more and more frequently to the corridors, marching down to the furthermost of restrooms to wash his face.

It's Kuroo's birthday, and he is called out by Sawamura for some captainly advice.

Touch You Not, by kythen

(Summary by me: ABO!Teacher!AU KuroDai, with Alpha!Kuroo and Omega!Daichi, and so - much - pining.)

Illuminated, by Ellessey

' “Are you going blind?” Daichi asked on the eleventh night, when the situation had not improved at all. “Will you trip if you don’t have the light of a thousand suns to show you the way?”

“A well-lit home is a well-loved home, Sawamura,” Kuroo told him so solemnly that Daichi thought this might be an actual saying, until he googled it while lying in bed and found that Kuroo was just full of shit. '

--

After weeks of Kuroo leaving all the lights in his and Daichi's apartment on, their electricity bill (and their living situation) is in peril. But even with all that illumination, there may be something about his boyfriend that Daichi isn't seeing...

flower, flour, perish, by pepperfield

Tetsu and Daichi used to rule the streets of Torono together, but fifteen years apart changes some things.

Their feelings for one another isn't one of them.

Breakfast & Dinner & Me & You, by basilsprout

"Daichi figures the two of them must look ridiculous right now, crouched in the middle of the kitchen, snickering and weeping and frantically seeking relief from the chemical warfare of a farm vegetable. But seeing Kuroo like this, snorting unattractively with snot beginning to dribble from his nose, makes him realize that this is a side of Kuroo that only he has the privilege of seeing, and he wouldn’t have it any other way."

--

It's been a week since Daichi and Kuroo have moved in together, and they spend the day doing domestic things.

all wrapped up in you, by kythen

He never thought that he would become this clingy, this needy, but after spending years with Kuroo by his side, living alone has become unfamiliar to him.

-

Kuroo stays away from home for a work experience programme and Daichi adopts a new habit involving his boyfriend's clothes.

express hospitality, by Spring_Emerald

“Daichi, babe, my handsome whirlwind,” Kuroo says forcefully, staring down at him and waits until he’s got Daichi’s full attention. “Calm down.”

“Auntie is coming and this is the state of our apartment,” Daichi gestures frustratingly around them, “I can’t calm down.”

Peach, by carriecmoney

(Summary by me: Bokuto has a dog, and his dog is a matchmaker. Also, Daichi in a firefighter uniform.)

“I’ve always been yours,” by kythen

It’s February 14th and I owe you a poem, but all I can think is: your hands and your mouth and your hands and oh, god your mouth. — “2/14” Trista Mateer

hey babe, are you garbage ‘cause i wanna take you out, by pepperfield

A collection of short standalone kurodai fics, each based on a trope/prompt!

I'm trying to get in the habit of writing short fic again; throw a prompt my way and I'll see what I can do!

Wet Dream, by kythen

Daichi has a wet dream about his alpha boyfriend, Kuroo. Thankfully, he is already in Kuroo's arms when he wakes up.

Staked through the heart, Stuck in my veins, by jadehqknb

Being the Chosen One shouldn't be so complicated. See vamp, stake vamp, go home and try to get homework done and sleep. So why is it, when it comes to Kuroo, Daichi's the one who ends up getting staked... in more ways than one?

Absence makes the heart grow fonder, by kythen

Kurodai Week 2019 Day 7: Just Married / Childhood Friends

When Kuroo was a young boy, he lived in Miyagi and loved a girl with beautiful brown eyes and a smile like the sun. Fast forward eight years and when Kuroo’s father takes him back to Miyagi on a business trip, Kuroo jumps at the chance to reconnect with his first love—only to find out that his first love isn’t a girl at all.

yours, forevermore, by amaanogawa

They made a grave sin somewhere along the way, where loyalty morphed slowly into desire over the years and when Tetsurou had leaned in, somehow soft and sharp all at the same time Daichi had fallen headfirst into everything he was, blinded by his own love that he had once thought he could never receive in return.

But now it is time to reap the consequences of his weakness, for Tetsurou is a man destined for greatness and Daichi is a mere tool to be used in his quest for it.

[princedamnianos]

Hello, all! I’m back!

Over my hiatus, I decided to finally go ahead and implement a tagging system. I’ve gone through my whole blog and retagged, so search should be fully functional (Tumblr Gods willing). Read below the cut to see specific tags!

For reblogs, I have tagged them with A) the type of post and B) the relevant characters.

The post types:

Art

Fic

Memes

Commentary

The characters I tag for are:

Aimeric

Ancel

Auguste

Berenger

Damen

Erasmus

Jokaste

Jord

Kallias

Laurent

Nicaise

Nikandros

I also tag quotes from C. S. Pacat or from the newsletter with ‘c. s. pacat’

For my own posts, every one is tagged with ‘Capri’ and ‘Captive Prince’. Asks and replies are tagged with (shockingly!) ‘asks’ and ‘replies’.

I also use ‘blog business’ for things like updates, and ‘long post’ when I’m putting something lengthy in a main tag.

In addition, if the post is in relation to events of a specific book, I will tag that book. I’m tagging them as:

Prince’s Gambit

Kings Rising

The Training of Erasmus

Pet

Green but for a Season

The Summer Palace

The Adventures of Charls

Finally, I have tags for a few specific moments in time. ‘Winter 2k16′ and ‘Summer 2k17′ are my liveblogging posts from those two re-reads. I also tagged all Lamen Week content with ‘Lamen Week 2k20′.

[memyselfandyoutube]

lets get knee deep in the deeper you go shall we

[bakudekuficlibrary]

Hey, I was wondering if you could tell me about fics with Deku admiring the Bakutiddies :3 Like, Katsuki’s chest, the cleavage caused by his hero costume, all of that

Hi! I’m not sure if you also count nipple play, but I’m gonna add it just in case! 

-Ellie

9 Works.

out of my head of my heart of my mind by calcidekudine (calciseptine) ( E | 7,956+ | 4/? )

“I didn’t take my pills,” Katsuki announces as he steps boldly into Izuku’s space. “It will be here soon.”

it’s summer, baby by capncapnk ( E | 979 | 1/1 )

Izuku learns he likes vacation Katsuki— vacation Katsuki lets him do things he otherwise gets yelled at for.

And in public, nonetheless.

Well, semi-public, Izuku argued.

–

In which, Deku convinces Bakugou to take his shirt off

Shaddup by bishounen_curious ( E | 2,034 | 1/1 )

Anonymous Asked: yo zero if you hate the nipple piercings you can just take out the jewelry and let them close up. Do you even like them?

SeriesPart 2 of Unaffiliated With The Desk of the Wonder Duo Publicist / A PR Nightmare

[Abandoned] Warp Combo by PaperFox19 ( E | 6,142 | 3/? )

Izuku holds the power of a rare warp quirk. Bakugou believes they can form the ultimate combo. Though Izuku begins to advance his powers.

an after school special by Birdschach, WattStalf ( E | 2,993 | 1/1 )

AKA Bakugo is still not getting his shit together but they’re kind of getting somewhere this time.

[Underage]

Nice Rack by Phayte ( E | 2,462 | 1/1 )

Midoriya knew this was the end… he would die from Bakugou’s chest. ((crack fic))

sex on the beach by Birdschach, WattStalf ( E | 1,207 | 1/1 )

as the title implies

SeriesPart 15 of BakuDeku Week 2k17

[Underage]

Baku-boobs by ChryspiK ( Not Rated | 756 | 1/1 )

Izuku decides to give love to Katsuki’s pecs. It backfires on him in the end.

This is my gift for the BakuDeku Secert Santa 2k17 for Birdybomb(http://birdybomb.tumblr.com/) I’m sorry it’s so late!!!

Lab Rat by dekussaltytears ( E | 3,938+ | 1/? )

Midoriya Izuku is an aspiring scientist conducting research on the human sexual response cycle with the goal of developing instruments and techniques for maximizing pleasure derived from sex. Bakugou Katsuki is a broke college sophomore who happens to be a perfect test subject for Izuku’s experiments. During his time as the researcher’s lab rat, Bakugou learns firsthand just how fun science can be.

How are we doing? We have a Submitter Feedback Form for anyone who wants to give us a piece of their mind! Thank you in advance if you complete it. If you have never sent an ask, but want to give us feedback, we have a Follower Feedback Form, too!

[welllpthisishappening]

I’m always seeing your references to angst fest 2K17 and I was just wondering what that is? Also, please never stop ready your fluff, I don’t care that it’s rotting my teeth, it’s so so good. Seriously, so good.

Oh hai anon! AngstFest2k17 is a story that I wrote last summer. So, basically, my husband plays a lot of video games and watches a lot of Twitch streams and one day was like, “I’ve got a fic idea. This streamer met his wife when she was a reporter covering his tournament and knew nothing about video games and now they’re in love and that’s something you’d be interested in.”

Spoiler. I was. Husband is very good at knowing my fic-writing tendencies. And I was like YES, I WILL WRITE THE THING. IT WILL BE ADORABLE! 

But it turns out, I don’t know much about video games either and despite husband’s best efforts to explain Overwatch to me (and, frankly, an absurd amount of research) the story needed something else to make it make sense. And it uh...got a little angsty. So, basic plot:

Killian Jones is a true crime reporter who is, finally, back home in New York after being laid off from his gig in Boston. He left the city years before, landed in New Orleans where he started covering this crime syndicate, but the story left him with a dead girlfriend and only one hand and he’s gotten a little cynical since then. He’s very angry. And just...sad. And he doesn’t want this job because Regina is the one giving him this job and he doesn’t need her charity. And also because this job is covering a year-long video game tournament. 

Emma Swan is a professional video game player whose team is playing in the first-ever national Overwatch tournament. She’s bounced around the country playing, but is finally in New York living in the corner of her brother’s apartment and she doesn’t really want to be the subject of a year-long feature story. But they need the publicity and it might help bring in fans and make them relevant and she’s only slightly worried that some of the less positive aspects of her past are going to wind up on the internet. 

There’s video games. There’s making out. Will Scarlet is a photographer. Regina basically owns the Huffington Post. There’s....crime?? I wrote the single most angsty chapter ever to One Direction. Killian has a murder board. Neal is awful. Cora is also there? Henry and Roland are adorable. It’s very angsty, but there’s also fluff off-set and, really, by the end it’s, like, FluffMonster2k17.

[pbmychoices]

Creator Tag 2K17

Rules: It’s time to love yourselves! Choose your 5 favorite works you’ve created this year (fics, art, edits, etc!) and link them below (say why if you want) to reflect on the amazing things you’ve brought into the world in 2017. Tag as many writers/artists/etc as you want (fan or original!) so we can spread the love and link each other to awesome works.

Tagged By: @miss-twombly

Being tagged in this made me realize that I am still super new at this art/edit stuff. I only really started making edits towards the end of 2017. Now, I am hooked. Creating new looks or mash-ups of characters I adore and having people enjoy them makes me crazy happy so here’s my Top 5 of 2017:

ES MC Vaanti Wedding Dress: This one was the first real edit I did. The first time I created several layers, drew/colored some things myself, added a bunch of details from photos from the game.

Endless Summer Group: I just loved putting all the characters together for this one, each with their symbol and Idol from the first 2 books. (although looking back, I now realize I used the wrong image because Zahra & Quinn are in each other’s squares! Bummer 😶)

Happy New Year: I just love how Jake & MC look wearing all black. Super sexy (ala John Wick or Mark in LH)

Merry XMas: This was made after I figured out how to change the colors of the outfits. 

#LoveHacks MC x Ben: the very first thing I ever edited. I thought it was awesome that I could erase a background and layer pictures together to make a new one. I miss Ben. I love his nerdiness

(I hope I do this again for 2018 because my favorite one was made this year! *cough* Jake in Jumanji *cough* )

I tag: @raventear @50shadesofjakemckenzie @xo-endlessmayhem-xo @itsagoodluckkiss @lizzybeth1986 (if you’ve already done this - sorry i’m way late getting to this!)

[rhinkficathons]

Life could be Simple

Title: Life could be Simple

Author: Anonymous

Rating: T

Word count: 3,060

Prompt: The August Preoccupations (I’d been itching to write a MerRhett fic and this poem was dripping with it)

Summary: Link’s obsession with a certain mythical beast may mean more to him than he believes (title taken from the Flow soundtrack)

Notes: drowning tw

Link was obsessed.

His skin was tanned brown from spending so much time in the sun, out by the shoreline. His arms had grown thicker from strain against the currents, the muscles in his back deep and taut, altering his figure. His already broad shoulders expanded from constant exercise; the more he swam, the more his body grew in strength and muscle mass, yet the more he lost weight.

He barely noticed the prominence of his ribcage until his mother had pointed it out during his short trip to North Carolina. She’d walked in on him changing one morning and, upon glancing at his thin waist, rushed back downstairs to prepare even more pancakes, dishing out as much food as her son needed during his stay.

“Are you eating well? Did something happen? Do you really need to get physical in an office space? What have you been doing with yourself?”

Link shrugged as he fiddled with his cereal, not in the mood for its sweet taste. “Just swimming.”

“Link, son, all you do is swim these days,” Louis said, taking on a strict tone despite Link’s age. “Each time we call you rush to hang up, saying you’re late for your daily swim. Are meeting anyone out there?”

He swallowed a mouthful of Mini Wheats to hide his sudden blush, merely shaking his head.

Nope. It was no one, nothing of significance, not if you don’t count the sharp turn his life had taken since, the way his mind and soul were bound to deep blue waters, and a pair of fine, green eyes. Not if you don’t count the way his heart ached so many miles away, the way his home had lost all meaning and splendor, the apartment he dwelled in so much colder and lonely since they’d met.

Link was obsessed and he was keenly aware of it, of his irrational feelings, of how small he felt as a lowly human being.

—

At least the week away visiting his family helped him clear his mind a bit. It was his mother and Louis’ anniversary; having neglected them all year, he owed them at least a portion of his time, no matter how much it hurt to leave him behind. He settled in one afternoon, locked in his old bedroom and staring at his laptop, typing in the research he’d been too lazy, too self-conscious, and too scared to look up.

More than shock or surprise, more than fear and wariness, Link was filled with a sense of wonder the more he read. It had to be impossible; he had to be impossible. Was he a nymph? An undine? A merman? Like any good ol’ fairytale, every source Link seemed to read suggested that Rhett’s mere presence in his life spelled his downfall.

He smiled for a moment. Link had taken to calling this mythical beast Rhett. One late-night viewing of “Gone with the Wind” combined with the strange language he spoke in, always addressing Link with words that carried R’s and T’s, and thus Rhett’s name was born. It felt right somehow and like a docile creature, Rhett took to the name and responded to it.

But his heart shrivelled up almost as quickly as every folklore and mythology stated that he was no more than an object for Rhett’s benefit. Some sources stated they had no soul, therefore making a human fall in love with them would earn them an eternal soul. Others simply remarked how they would drown humans for a lark, their looks and sultry songs enough to draw them to the water’s edge.

Rhett hadn’t been singing when they met.

Carried further out into the open ocean by unexpected waves, Link had been fighting desperately against the current when something brushed past his leg. His mind went into overdrive, remembering clearly every shark film and documentary, and he was soon choking back water, trying and failing to calm himself, that is until a pair of strong arms held him aloft above the surface of the water. And there he was, all green gills and hair like seaweed, a tiny seashell hanging from his neck, emerging before him with curious eyes, and the most adoring smile Link couldn’t help but match.

—

As Link boarded the plane back to California, he was determined to disembark and calmly get himself home, without a single gaze or thought towards the ocean, carrying on with his ordinary, uncomplicated life. No matter the want, there was nothing sustainable about this. It wasn’t a relationship, it wasn’t even something he could label as “complicated.”

The flight wasn’t full that day, giving him a row of empty seats beside his own. Stretching his legs out, his back to the window, Link opened up his journal. He rolled his eyes at his own doodles and handwriting, Rhett’s poorly captured face gazing back at him. Everything he’d written had been about Rhett; everything he was about to write involved him as well. He brushed a finger over the drawing, his heart swelling at the thought of the real thing.

Maybe he didn’t have to say goodbye permanently. Afterall, it had been months now and Rhett had never once tried to hurt him, had never drawn him out into the sea. He waited for by the shore and without speaking the same language, Rhett seemed to understand the same social cues that applied to human society; he waited and extended a hand for Link to hold before they swam off together. All they did was swim, that was innocent enough, right?

Innocent, Link though with a pleasant shudder, thinking back to their first kisses, their constant hugging and tickles and, to some extent, more intimate touches. Without Rhett his arms ached, like an itch he couldn’t scratch.

A bump of turbulence brought Link back to the present.

Fuck it, he thought, returning to his seat. Setting down his journal before him he decided to make a list: all the things he had before him, all the things he wanted to accomplish, perfect, or complete, all the things that made his life worthwhile. At most it seemed Link was trying to convince himself to leave Rhett behind, to not get attached, reminding himself of his mother’s horror-stricken face at his body’s condition. That wasn’t a good sign, and his constant obsessing over Rhett, over his mouth and arms and lovely tail, only proved the point that this was a plan that would inevitably lead him to his death.

As he wrote the date on the right corner of the page, he realized with a start that it was August. He’d met Rhett during a surprisingly warm afternoon in December, in the middle of winter.

Eight months, nearly nine.

It was eight months of his life, the happiest and most-fulfilling. With a sudden cry that he hid from his fellow passengers, Link suddenly couldn’t wait to land.

He would take water in his lungs for a single moment with Rhett.

—

Link didn’t give himself any time to rest or even breathe in the California air he’d missed so much. As soon as he stepped through his apartment, Link dumped his bags in the entrance, rushed into the bedroom searching for his car keys, not without tripping on said bags on his way out, and drove out to the coastline. The sun was setting when he arrived, still high in the sky in an array of purple and golden hues. The soft rippling of the waves called him home and he pressed on running, down the shore and to his usual meeting spot with Rhett.

From afar he spotted a body in the water, pleasantly drifting. Its green coloring gave it away; there was nobody else it could be.

“Rhett!” Link called out, an edge of despair in his voice. As soon as he spoke, Rhett whirled around, craning his neck and smiling when his gaze met Link’s. He was so beautiful. With tears threatening to fall, Link clutched at his chest in awe, his fingers grazing upon the seashell Rhett had given him weeks ago.

He managed to remove his shoes, socks, and jeans before running straight for the water. He’d barely splashed inside before Rhett was shooting towards him, gaining enough momentum to propel himself through the shallow waters and into Link, knocking him backwards. He nuzzled Link’s face affectionately, his arms tight around his waist.

Laughing, Link wrapped his arms around Rhett’s broad shoulders. He smelled like the ocean, powerful and carefree, like the fall of rain, and something distinctly Rhett. Gosh, he’d missed him so much. Rhett pulled back and stared down at Link’s lips. Self-consciously, Link licked them, smiling as Rhett whipped his tail in impatience.

“I missed you too,” Link said before leaning in and kissing this wild, impossible beast with as much adoration as he could.

Before long, Rhett pulled back completely, the look in his eyes dazed. He smiled almost drunkenly and swam further in, holding his arms out for Link. Leaving his glasses behind, Link pushed through the waves, sighing as the fresh water cradled his body. As soon as he reached Rhett, however, the other swam away playfully, arms still extended in front of him.

“You little…” They carried on for a bit, Rhett just out of reach until a wave carried Link straight to him, shoving him a bit too hard against his chest. Out of air, their soft laughter against each other’s skin, Link hugged Rhett. They seemed made to fit into each other, no matter their species or different body types. Rhett’s arms around him was the most magical, wonderful thing that had ever happened to him. How could it be wrong?

Stroking down his back, fingers gently weaving through his hair, Link moved to kiss Rhett. Their lips slotted in perfectly and in the lull of the evening, Link couldn’t hold back the spark of electricity that coursed through his body. Their movement turned frantic, the long week Link was away apparent in their deep kisses and rough, clenching hands.

Slowly, in a dance, Rhett began to pull them both beneath the water.

Too caught up in the sensation, in the way Rhett’s body writhed against his, Link took too long to notice how deeply they’d gone under. He pulled back and with a start, realized he couldn’t breathe. The ocean’s surface seemed so far away, the glitter of the sun dancing high above him. He squirmed in Rhett’s hold, his mouth gaping, desperate for air. He couldn’t move, Rhett oblivious and affectionately kissing his neck.

This was it. He was going to die. This was it.

He dug his fingers into Rhett’s back, trying desperately to convey without sounds that he was dying. But then again, hadn’t his research warned him that this was what mermaids, and mermen, did? Luring human beings with their beauty and charming song?

The raw instinct to breathe took over and Link bent over with fire in his lungs. His vision darkened entirely to the sweetest taste of Rhett’s lips on his for a final time.

—

Little did Link know, this union between them was just as passionate and deadly for Rhett as it was for him. He dragged Link down below the waves, holding his face tenderly between his palms while his tail wrapped tightly around him. It was his instinct to sink in the throes of love, not to swim.

Rhett twirled them round and round, holding his beloved human close after the long separation. He always knew Link would come back, he felt he understood that was what Link had tried to convey. But the sting of loneliness grew only too painful as the sun rose and set too many times until he heard his voice. Link was all his.

Rhett pulled back when felt Link’s lips slack against his, his body jerking in sudden spasms, eyes rolling back in his head as faint bubbles of precious air escaped his mouth. Then they stopped.

Confused, he held Link by the shoulders and shook him. Nothing. He held his face and called to him, singing very softly. Still, he didn’t move. Rhett gripped Link’s chest desperately, feeling nothing beneath his hand. How could he forget his mate needed air? Cradling him against his chest, Rhett plunged through the water and through the surface in no time at all.

He brushed a few strands of hair from Link’s forehead, shaking him and calling to him in his tongue. Link fell heavily against his shoulder, immobile, his arms floating limply on the water.

“Link,” he called faintly, the sound foreign on his tongue yet deeply imprinted on his heart. What could he do? What was he supposed to do?

Then it hit him. Many times before, and once during the time Link had been away from him, he recalled seeing humans bring back to life members of their own kind. He watched them as they pressed their hands against their chest, sometimes beating down hard. Then they kissed? Was that all?

Shifting Link’s weight to his left arm, he tilted his head back with his right, pressing tiny kisses to his lips, waiting for those lovely blues that defied the beauty of the ocean. Nothing.

No, no, no. Panic welled in his chest. Rhett nudged Link’s nose with his own, kissing him over and over, softer now, harder then. He trailed down his cheek, burrowing his face in the crook of his neck with gentle sobs. They had warned him that falling in love with a human was fatal, yet Rhett had never realized that death wasn’t the only fatality in existence. He’d never felt love like this before, or pain.

Water trickled down his cheeks, strange sounds erupting from his chest. He’d never cried before; or rather, he’d never noticed that his eyes spilled salt water, or that he made out such ugly sounds in pain. Rhett had always cried underwater.

Maybe if another human found Link, they could help him. Rhett swam to the shore, making sure Link’s head remained above water. At this time of day there was no one on the beach, not close to their little nook and haven. Rhett hovered over Link, kissing him over and over, pressing his palms to his chest and willing him to breathe.

“Link,” he cried, suddenly angry. Just like those humans did, Rhett pushed down on Link’s chest. With no sense of rhythm, he pushed, pleading to the gods to bring him back. Yet Link lay still, unperturbed by the swish of the waves. Rhett pushed down harder, curling his hand into a fist and beating down.

He pounded and pounded and pounded and suddenly, Link’s body jerked, his head rising up with a sharp gasp, water spilling from his mouth. Turning onto his right side, Link coughed roughly, his throat straining, his breathing wild with every breath he took.

He’s alive! The thought filled every nerve of Rhett’s being and he smiled, still crying, still spilling tears but of an exhilarating joy. When Link’s eyes finally travelled up and met his, Rhett saw stars.

He was leaning down to kiss Link when Rhett felt him tense beneath him. He froze, his breath faltering with the sharpness of Link’s gaze.

“Don’t touch me.”

What did that mean? Rhett couldn’t understand but the severity of Link’s tone made him draw back, enough for Link to shove at his arms, crawling away with his eyes still on Rhett. He winced with every move, each breath accompanied by a low groan. Rhett tried to help him and pushed himself closer again, earning a hard shove.

“Stop, Rhett! Don’t come any closer!”

Please. Rhett reached out and Link recoiled from his touch, easily standing and darting away from him. Please.

“I said don’t!” He stopped, completely out of the water now. He took in Link’s hunched form, his eyes screaming at him. Link had never been afraid of him before.

No. He couldn’t lose him again. He would never be whole again if Link hated him. Rhett stretched his hand out, fingers trembling, but Link turned away, shaking his head. How could he ever apologize without sharing the same language? How could he make Link understand that he never meant to hurt him? What had been a ritual for Rhett had been the manifestation of all of Link’s insecurities and fears.

Lowering his head, hobbling awkwardly in the sand, Rhett cried out.

—

Link cried as well, silently, his tears blurring the sight of Rhett, his jerky and uncoordinated movements in contrast to the smooth dance he performed in the water. His cries tore at Link’s heart and gradually, his voice of reason was overcome by the ache in his heart.

He loves me, Link realized. If Rhett had wanted to drown him, shouldn’t he be dead? He couldn’t handle the shrill cry that burst from Rhett’s chest, a song of agony. It was raw pain and the only thing wrong with it was that it was coming from Rhett.

He loves me. And more than that, Link was surprised to realize that his feelings weren’t an obsession, not at all; he was also in love with him.

Treading rapidly on the sand, his chest still aching from earlier, Link dropped to his knees in front of Rhett, holding his head gently. At his touch, Rhett froze. He lifted his head slowly, his breath faint from crying and spending a little too much time out of the sea. Link pressed his forehead to his, whispering, “I’m sorry. I love you. I’m so sorry.”

He knew Rhett understood. He felt it in his chest as Rhett said similar words that, while he couldn’t understand, Link heard the love in every sound. He helped push Rhett back into the water, smiling as he rolled around, regaining color and vibrancy from his source of life. When he finished, Rhett looked back at Link and, with a shy look, offered his arms to him again.

Link stepped into them unhesitatingly. The sun sank past the horizon, the evening light growing darker and darker, past the time Link usually stayed with Rhett. He didn’t care anymore. Rhett whispered sweet nothings into his ear, rocking him back and forth in his arms, leaving a trail of kisses on his cheek. They would always be together.

[the-average-bear]

Chapter 2 is up!! Thank you @afangirlsplaylist for beta-ing! 

This chapter was inspired by the Rhink Summer Ficathon 2017 prompts:

"When was the last time you did something for the first time?

"When you’re talking about passion, you’re talking about dreams, it’s not formulaic, it isn’t mathematical. That’s not how life works.”

 Title: The Traveler

Author: theaveragebear

Pairing: Rhett & Link

Rating: T (for now)

Chapters: 2/?

Tags: Multiverse, Multiverse travel, rating may change, don’t worry it’ll get pretty rhinky

Fic Summary: Rhett’s on a journey.

Chapter Summary: Rhett finds himself somewhere unexpected.

[daisymondays]

Gracie’s Greatest Hits 2k17 Edition

Okay so I was tagged a few yonks ago by the lovely @synonym-for-life to share my top 5 creations and the reason I waited till now was because now I actually have more than 5 creations!! lol im new at this so this is more Gracie’s Greatest Hits from the 3 months she’s been writing fics:

1. All Missing Things ( Can Be Found ) Young children are going missing at the start of every month and the Ministry are desperate to solve the case. So desperate, that they are putting out a new team Headed by the youngest Junior Auror yet Harry Potter and Head of the Dark Arts department Unspeakable Draco Malfoy in a final bid to solve the case. As Harry and Draco try to deal with their messy past and unknown future, they delve deeper into the case and find out there's more to the kidnappings than they initially thought. It turns out that the natural order of the wizarding world is at risk.

Okay this is technically a work in progress but I’m really proud of it because this was my first time adventuring out of purely Harry’s POV and exploring Draco, and also it’s my first OC’s and plotty fic. So it’s a lot of big firsts for me and just :)

2. Lost Children In the months since the War the Ministry have been cracking down on their reforms and trials, desperate to see all those who sided with Voldemort punished. This includes ensuring that the Malfoy family can’t slip away like they did the first time. Harry’s more than happy to do whatever he can to help them until Pansy Parkinson arrives on his doorstep with a message from Narcissa Malfoy; she’s calling in his life-debt. Harry has a purpose again and it’s to save Draco who at the end of the summer is going to be tried as an adult Death Eater with the intention of the outcome being the Kiss.However, as with everything involving Draco sodding Malfoy it’s not that simple and Harry finds himself losing his heart in the quest to save Draco from his past.

So we all knew this one was going to feature for being my first ever Drarry fic, and a fucking long fic to boot. It was the first time i’d ever sucessfully finished a fic, and I have a lot of memories connected with writing it such as getting over my ex. Anyway it’s a pure character study and i loved every moment of writing it

3. Back To You The eighth years make Harry and Malfoy go head to head and back to back in a question-and-answer drinking game. The worst that can happen is they end up drunk, right?

Okay so this is the fic I wrote with the darling Aibidil and had to feature on here because we were in absolute hysterics writing it and the reaction has been amazing. But yeah its just hilarious and i love a drinking game

4. The Mispronunciations of Draco Malfoy 'Muggle AU where Harry is a barista and bartender and keeps running into his most stuck-up customer’ aka ‘All the times Harry managed to mispronounce Draco and the one time he got it right.’

This one was legit just meant to be a writing exercise in the present tense but its my most popular fic and i’ve become rather attatched to it.

5. Expecting the Unexpected A list of things Draco doesn't expect at Pansy's Annual Christmas Party: 1. Potter to be invited 2. Potter to be pleasant 3. Potter to be interested in Draco.

A list of things that end up happening at Pany's Annual Christmas Party: 1. All of the above

This is my newest fic, but I just like it because Draco’s voice was really fun to explore in a more chilled out setting and also Christmas mistle toe trope is something im a sucker for

Well that’s my three months in five fics, and I’m tagging @aibidil @magpiefngrl  @carpemermaidtales @jadepresley @bixgirl1 @l0vegl0wsinthedark who are all AMAZING writers and if they haven’t answered this already im very interested to see what they say

[jaykore]

JayTimWeek Summer 2k17 Day 7:  Gotham Tourist Season //  Fireworks

I maybe have twisted the arm of lovely @firefrightfic to consider a CaptivePrince AU... and when I mentioned how much better space makes everything, they ran with it and created an amazing one shot that I absolutely had to draw something for. That fic can be read on tumblr, or here on Ao3. Enjoy! :D and thank you to Fire for the amazing collab <333

Close ups under the cut :D

[50shadesofjakemckenzie]

Creator Tag 2k17

SOOO I’m just now seeing this and I suck at Tumblr and posting in a timely manner. But here is my very delayed response LMAO.

Rules: It’s time to love yourselves! Choose your 5 favorite works you’ve created this year (fics, art, edits, etc!) and link them below (say why if you want) to reflect on the amazing things you’ve brought into the world in 2017. Tag as many writers/artists/etc as you want (fan or original!) so we can spread the love and link each other to awesome works.

Tagged By: @pbmychoices

1. Just Friends (Jake x MC) - This was my first ever Choices fic that I posted back in the summer. It’s crazy to think about how long ago it was and how much love it received despite being new to the fandom and really just lurking beforehand. Plus it’s my baby, Jake, so what’s not to love.

2. Say You Love Me (Liam x MC) - My first Royal Romance fic!!!! First of all, I love my baby Liam and while this might be the usual angst of other fics set in the timeframe of the engagement tour, I LOVE my writing in this (which is unusual as I usually am my own biggest critic) and how cute and cheesy it is.

3. Revelations (Drake x MC) - Another Royal Romance one lololol. Okay, but I don’t even ship Drake & MC, but after I wrote it I fell in love with them. I feel like its just very in theme with their relationship & something that I wish could have happened during the most recent book.

4. Black Coffee and a Cookie (Zig x MC) - MY MF MAN ZIG!!! Okay I love this one because I feel like I focused on the soft fluffy side of Zig and I LOVE HIM OK!

5. Gone (Jake x MC) - As you know, I ADORE Jake with all of my freaking heart. So whenever I was requested to do an angsty fic after MC dies, it BROKE MY DAMN HEART. I loved getting to write it though as I tend to write very cheesy happy fics. It was a change of pace and really challenged me.

I tag: ANYONE WHO HASN’T DONE THIS BECAUSE I’M VERY LATE TO THE PARTY SOOO YEAH!

[haunting-kind-of-high]

2k17

So, as 2017 is coming to an end, and because I’m an emotional piece of trash, I wanted to talk about some small highlights this year. I’ll put it under the cut tho, so I won’t take up your entire dash

2017 is the year I got into Markiplier and Jacksepticeye, but also Lordminion777, CrankgamePlays, Muyskerm, BananaJamana. I also got more involved in the Thomas Sanders fandom here on Tumblr.

In March, I went to Dutch Comic COn, cosplaying as the Phantom of the Opera (still one of my favourite cosplays ever), where I met up with @fluffy-jack and where we saw two amazing Anti cosplayers (I forgot their blogs oh shit).

In May (and a little bit in June), I had my final exams. And I graduated high school. It’s honestly so weird to have ended that part of my life, but I’m happy to be able to move on. 

In the summer of 2017, I finished my first original story, 2849. A story that I had been working on for a little over two years. 

In the summer of 2017, I performed a play with my theatre group. It’s still one of my favourite plays ever. It was heavy and intense, but so so so amazing, even if we had a lot of last minute stress and tension all year long. It was amazing. 

In August, I joined Th Nice Group Of Nice Ppl, a Fanders Whatsapp group. I’ve met some amazing people there and honestly everyone in the chat is so great and I love them so so much. 

Late August, I started writing a fic, What Lies Beyond The Shadows. This Sanders Sides fic featured the Shadow Sorcerer, who happens to be my favourite character I’ve ever created. I’m actually trying to make an Original story around him.

Ever since this moment, I’ve written more and more fic, creating aus and worlds I love so much and I’m so happy to have done this.

In September, I started fucking Law school in uni. It’s so intense and a lot to take in, but I’m so happy I’m doing this. It’s so amazing.

In October, I went to Ready Player 3. That day is still one of the best in my life.

In November, on my 18th birthday, I went to a Queens of the Stone Age concert. It was again, one of the best days of my life. An amazing way to spend my birthday.

In November, I also went to Dutch Comic Con with @diegoiuna, cosplaying as Virgil from the Sanders Sides. I fucking love Comic COn so much, it was amazing!

This year, I got to spend so much quality time with some of my best friends, @hamzzi-leo, @diegoiuna, @roantheunicorn and my friends who don’t have Tumblr (or you do and I’ve forgotten, I’m sorry lmao)

I made so many friends this year and I love all of them so much. @serenefreakgeek and everyone in the chat: I love you and I’m so glad I met you guys. 

This also goes for all of my other friends. My irl friends and all my online friends ( @starrylittleprinces I also felt like I had to mention you, I love you lots) (also anyone who’s ever sent me a message: you’re amazing! I’m too anxious to specifically mention you but I would lowkey die for you)

My point is: 2017 might have had some bad moments, but it had so, so many good moments that I’m so grateful for. Here’s to 2k17 and to hoping 2k18 will be much better (:

God that was cheesy, I’m sorry.

Mercy out

[longeyelashedtragedy]

2k17 jams

The annual post!  I listened to a LOT of music this year, for whatever reason--I think it’s my biggest “songs of the year” post since I started doing it a few years ago.  Check them out if you dare!

***Soundcloud mixes

Cumbia sobre el rio - Celso Piña/Control Machete

Das gift der spinne - Carpe Noctem feat. Basti ;)

Berlin - Jeff Mills

The Bells - Jeff Mills

Jaguar – DJ Rolando

Jarnana - Albanian folk song

Venus - Shocking Blue

Katjuscha - German version of a famous song from the USSR

Komm doch - Die Caufner Schwestern

Lass dieses he - Die Caufner Schwestern

Dechen Lhundrup - unfortunately idk the artist but it’s Bhutanese and nothing gets me more in the zone, like, ever

Words - FR David

The Berlin project - idk this happened when I searched for Berghain on YT lol

Die schatten werden länger - from the musical Elisabeth

Starboy - The Weeknd

Mekong Delta - Len Faki

Gemini – Marek Hemmann

Eshet chayil - traditional Friday night prayer praising women

Forgotten Tears - Hocico

Feel Berlin - The 69 Eyes

Maedchen in Uniform - Nachtmahr

Fuckmachine - Combichrist 

Cuando el rey nimrod - traditional Ladino/Sefardic song

Rosa das rosas - oooold proto-Portuguese song

Destination Sunshine - Balearic Bill (Tiesto remix..back in 1999 when he was still good)

Schatzi, schenk mir ein Foto (blame lord of the lost for this one)

Hellraiser - Suicide Commando (Agonoize remix)

Lomir sich iberbetn - Zupfgeigenhansel

Transition - Underground Resistance

Despacito - Luis Fonsi/Daddy Yankee (NOT the fuckin version with JB)

I’m The One - DJ Khaled/Justin Bieber/Quavo/Chance the Rapper/Lil Wayne

Wild Thoughts - DJ Khaled/Rihanna/Bryson Tiller

It Ain’t Me - Selena Gomez/Kygo

Something Just Like This - The Chainsmokers/Coldplay

Tiimmy Turner - Desiigner

Notorious - Malaa

Ihr seid so leise! - Aquagen

Eiskalte Liebe - Erk Aicrag of Hocico/Tristesse de la Lune (this was basically the ONLY thing I listened to on the subway on the way to/from my summer job...a goth electronica song in Spanish and German?  Slay me)

See See Rider - The Animals

Song #3 - Stone Sour

Killpop - Slipknot

Seelenschmerz - Blutengel

Slow Match - Moderat/Paul St. Hilaire (all I listened to while editing His Return)

Ay Valeria! - Ricardo Lemvo & Makina Loca (and this)

Miststueck 2012 - Eisbrecher

Butterfly Dance - Diary of Dreams

Dragula (Hot Rod Herman remix) - Rob Zombie

Dead Stars - Covenant

Nadie sepa mi sufrir - La Sonora Dinamita

El hombre que yo amo - La Sonora de Margarita (SORRY for the anime video for this, the world’s most valid heterosexual love song)

Ojos sin lágrimas - Hocico

1998 - Binary Finary

Hey Now (Arty remix) - London Grammar

No me arrepiento de este amor - Attaque 77 (I think Cristina must be a fan of this song because it has been on her rallies-playlist for a million years?  Odd but hot)

ANDDD... No me arrepiento de este amor - Gilda (the original)

Sex Sick - Hocico

You Made Me Do It Again - Elaine & Ellen

Mueve el Toto - by like, a whole buncha people.  TRASHY MUSIC FROM ARGENTINA

Cuba - Gibson Brothers (if you wanna know what I listened to while writing the first E-rated fic I’ve written in forever...it was, for some reason, this song lol)

D.I.S.C.O. - Ottawan

La Rompe Corazones - Daddy Yankee/Ozuna

Fuiste - Gilda

Se me ha perdido un corazón - Gilda (for maximum tears)

Nunca me faltes - Antonio Rios

??? I can’t figure out the actual name of this song - Carrapicho

I also don’t know what this song is actually called but it’s a combination of Spanish dudes and a Moroccan-Jewish lady singing in Arabic

[poipoi1912]

Barisi (Non-)Updates

aka The Apology Edition

I spent this (very) long summer dealing with legal/financial/medical family issues, and sending out CVs, and going out to job interviews (I have a good prospect lined up for next week, eep), and buying makeup, and going out, and walking, and writing Barisi (mostly in hospitals, which can be cathartic as well as a great way to pass the time).

(and also trying not to turn this blog into a wonder woman/chris pine/star trek blog, which discovery is currently making very difficult aaah) (also i thought i was safe from the white chrises and then pine happened) (dammit)

(ALSO this blog will very much still be a part-time lucifer blog with the occasional reblogs of john cho and ben daniels from the exorcist, so you're welcome)

What does this mean for my stories, you ask?

The Barisi Wedding Fic is a little over halfway done (because I'm a terrible person and I needed a writing break and also because I'm stalling hardcore since I don't want my series to ever end).

But, for the past week or so, I've been mostly working on my Barisi Halloween Fic (lmaoooo remember that??? yeah me neither). I literally joked about this, saying I’d get around to posting it “next” Halloween. Well, guess what. Halloween 2K17 is coming up, so I figured, why not? Maybe I'll finally wrap up that story. Wouldn't that be nice?

(wouldn't it also be nice to actually finish a story instead of writing 2 huge-ass stories simultaneously for months, and not finishing either one? sigh.)

Ideally (lmao pls indulge me), I'd like to finish that story in time for Halloween, and maybe wrap up the Wedding Fic in time for Christmas. With S19 episode tags along the way, of course (hopefully the premiere will inspire me). But life (not to mention my schedule) is messy right now, so I can't promise anything concrete. I do think an episode tag would be a fun way to crank out a complete shorter story, because I fear I've gotten trapped inside my two longer stories and I bounce from one to the other with no end in sight.

I don't know how to describe this. It's not writer's block, because I've been writing A LOT, but it's... a lack of focus? I'll be writing one story and then I'll churn out a whole scene for the other story and then I'll return to the first one etc etc etc.

I always try to follow my inspiration, so when I struggle with one story it feels good to get some writing done for the other, but that messes with my self-imposed deadlines (and my headspace, since the stories are very different). I hope Halloween will serve as an incentive. (it better! i originally had the idea for that damn fic in november 2015 fml)

So. Let’s see how this all goes. In the meantime, I want to say that I love all my Barisi friends, I love that there’s been no shortage of fantastic fic in my absence, and I hope I’ll have something new to contribute soon!

And, if nothing else, we’ll have new Sonny/Barba/Barisi gifs to reblog, starting tomorrow, and I’ll have new scenes to over-analyze and new meta to put together, so that’s something to look forward to :D