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Oh Glory
Kelvin/Keefe fic, rated M.
âI think you were made for me.â
It slips out entirely without permission. Kelvin feels his eyes widen and slaps a hand over his mouth as if he could stuff the words back inâŠ
Bed scenes with everyone's favourite Youth Pastor and Former Satanist. Plus a look at how they met, featuring insanely expensive shoes and a very high Keefe Chambers.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/65668072
Golden
And so Arthur drinks. He drinks rather a lot because every empty cup is an opportunity to study Merlin as he refills it. A chance to broadcast with his eyes: What on Earth have I done wrong now, you beautiful, infuriating pillock?!
Merlin has a habit of actually being good at his job when he's mad at Arthur.
Arthur positively hates it.
A study of Merthur.
Rated: explicit.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Of Hips and Hearts
Stewy tilts Kendallâs chin up, holding it lightly between finger and thumb before gently sucking on his lower lip. The very same lip that seems to taunt him with its fullness until he wants to do something crazy like bite it in public.
He can accept that maybe Kendall isnât the only one with issues here...
Is one night enough to work through a lifelong relationship? Read on and seeâŠ
An explicit rated Kenstewy fic.
Yes, I couldnât resist contributing. Please let me know what you think!
I GOT A FUCKING RAISE THE POTATO WORKED WTF
This potato works. Every. Fucking. Time.
Then bring me luck
the day after I posted this last time I was notified that I was selected for a really cool mentorship gig and got an unrelated glowing review at work
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
âSo how does it work?â Mobius whispers before he can get lost in the sensation of Loki's hand in his.
âHow does what work?â
âAre you like this omnipotent, floaty presence that gets to spy on me whenever you feel like it?â
âItâs not spying if you invite me in,â Loki replies, sounding mildly affronted.
âNow see⊠What's that supposed to mean?â he ponders. âAre you like a vampire now?â
Loki narrows his eyes. âMobius. Please donât spoil the moment.â
God, heâs missed those elegant vowels gently telling him off.
Loki visits Mobius in a dream (or is it?). Things get a little heated...
Spoilers for the season finale of Loki. Mature ratingâŠ
Imagine if the only way Loki can see Mobius again is when his friend is dreaming.
Imagine them lying side by side, Mobius certain it is only a dream, talking all night.
Loki just wants to know he is okay, the only friend not settled on any timeline. Or perhaps Mobius lives by the sea, renting jet skis. A peaceful life but missing someone, longing for him.
Then imagine Mobius is so convinced itâs a dream, he tells Loki he looks beautiful, makes a move, kisses him softly, then less softlyâŠ
Loki (surprised but delighted): âYou dream of this often?!â
Mobius: âDefine oftenâŠ?â
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Now a full fic on AO3!
âSo how does it work?â Mobius whispers before he can get lost in the sensation of Loki's hand in his.
âHow does what work?â
âAre you like this omnipotent, floaty presence that gets to spy on me whenever you feel like it?â
âItâs not spying if you invite me in,â Loki replies, sounding mildly affronted.
âNow see⊠What's that supposed to mean?â he ponders. âAre you like a vampire now?â
Loki narrows his eyes. âMobius. Please donât spoil the moment.â
God, heâs missed those elegant vowels gently telling him off.
Loki visits Mobius in a dream (or is it?). Things get a little heated...
Spoliers for the season finale of Loki
Imagine if the only way Loki can see Mobius again is when his friend is dreaming.
Imagine them lying side by side, Mobius certain it is only a dream, talking all night.
Loki just wants to know he is okay, the only friend not settled on any timeline. Or perhaps Mobius lives by the sea, renting jet skis. A peaceful life but missing someone, longing for him.
Then imagine Mobius is so convinced itâs a dream, he tells Loki he looks beautiful, makes a move, kisses him softly, then less softlyâŠ
Loki (surprised but delighted): âYou dream of this often?!â
Mobius: âDefine oftenâŠ?â
i'm too lazy to finish it but I love them so much âËâčâĄ
so i'll share these sketches
what artists dont tell you is that every compliment is actually 100 compliments because they'll go back to re-read it 100 times and it'll make them feel fuzzy all over again every single time
I thought I was over The Walking Dead (except for my angel Paul âJesusâ Rovia⊠NEVER over that one).
Then they announce that the spin off weâre getting is Daryl in Paris with ClĂ©mence PoĂ©sy (ooh la la) AND Adam Nagaitis (the other sexy grungy man other than Norman Reedus)?!
Bisexual panic! đ„ș
PRODIGAL SON 1.01 | Pilot
I can receive dozens of publisher rejections but at least my fan fiction readers still like me đ„ș
Any Road
"I don't remember." Kyuma admitted softly. He didn't remember Chishiya. Didn't remember meeting him at a concert five years ago. Didnât remember kissing him.
Chishiya stepped closer. He bit his lip and innocently suggested: âPerhaps you didnât kiss me long enough?â
Kyuma and Chishiya are thrown together. Their attraction is forbidden but something keeps drawing them back to each other...
A slow burn, real world fic. Explicit rating.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Impossible Things
They first meet in a Four of Spades game and the world is on fire because of course it is. It kind of fitsâŠ
The King of Clubs meets the Cheshire Cat. Or rather, Kyƫma notices Chishiya and is fascinated by the beautiful, cunning, cat-faced boy.
Someone had to write what about what could happen when these two iconic characters meet.
Impossible Things , a mature, Alice in Borderland fanfic.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/45081079
Iâm going to need some feedback please if you can. I want to know if itâs worth posting my real world fic for this rare pair, if anyone is interested.
Think lead singer Kyuma and junior doctor Chishiya having no idea what to make of each other but being fascinated and drawn togetherâŠ
Kyuma would call Chishiya âLittle Catâ and no I will not elaborate further.
And by Gods he would like it.
Allow me to edit that for you: They would love it! âš
You two get it!
I did write a little something called Impossible Things on AO3 because I lied⊠It turns out I can elaborate further.
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Impossible Things
They first meet in a Four of Spades game and the world is on fire because of course it is. It kind of fits...
The King of Clubs meets the Cheshire Cat. Or rather, Kyƫma notices Chishiya and is fascinated by the beautiful, cunning, cat-faced boy.
Someone had to write what about what could happen when these two iconic characters meet.
Impossible Things , a mature, Alice in Borderland fanfic.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/45081079
âLucius hides in the walls and spies on/haunts Izzyâ is some very good stuff indeed. But have you considered Izzy finding a hypothermic Lucius? Hiding him in his cabin? Stripping them both down and grudgingly sharing body heat in his cramped bed?
Lucius would wind his arms around Izzy, snuggle into his warmth and Izzy would tell himself itâs because Lucius is delirious. Lucius hates Izzy. Even when he slurs Izzyâs name and sighs contentedly, thanking him in a low rumble against his skin. This is not sexy. This is survival. This is necessity. He panics at the feeling of holding someone close. The overwhelming urge to protect someone other than Ed, so unfamiliar. Something in his chest aches.
Izzy focuses on the pain in his foot to stay sharp but eventually ends up holding him right back, once Luciusâs shudders subside, breath evening out against his throat and they both fall into slumber.
And then Lucius calls him âPeteâ in the morning the walls slam back up as Lucius shoves him away and vents his rage.
Update! I wrote it đ
Our Haunted Shores
A teen and up fic.
"The Kraken was a whirlpool of deadly energy. It was too late for Izzy to drag himself out of the vortex heâd helped create but he wasnât going to throw the boy into his spiral. Not again."
Izzy discovers Lucius hiding on The Revenge.
Fear, respect, desire... It's much the same to him.
