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A Magical Tale of Fire and Wonder (8452 words) by sharkinlovewithadolphin
Chapters: 1/20
Fandom: Free!
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Matsuoka Rin/Nanase Haruka
Additional Tags: [See AO3]
Made for RinHaru Week day 2, Theme: Dive In, Blue Prompt: Focus, AU: Magic
Summary:
Haruka is a witch. No one knows that, except his grandma, who was killed in the war. One day his powers are publicly exposed, leading a fellow closeted-witch Rin to seek out his help to improve his own recently discovered powers. Haruka brings him to his grandma’s isolated cabin, now his own, and their adventure begins. Can Haruka help Rin with his poor magic skills, or will Rin have to return to Satra with no improvements? Will Rin discover more than just magic with Haruka?
Buckle up buckaroos, ‘cause it’s going to be an epic, aesthetic-filled and magical journey towards self reflection and lots, and lots of mutual pining!
A huge shout-out and thank you to my very beloved proofer @illbebuyingallofthoseflowers! Having you to hold my bette hand through this is a joy.
I also made a YouTube playlist for this fic, if anyone is interested!
Read on: AO3 or under the cut:
A/N: im just falling farther and farther behind schedule 🙃🙃🙃 hopefully ill catch up before new years. ~kuri
ℙ𝕒𝕚𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘: Matsuoka Rin x Nanase Haruka
𝔾𝕖𝕟𝕣𝕖: Fluff, Childhood!AU
𝕎𝕠𝕣𝕕 ℂ𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕥: 1,182
“Haru-chan! Rin-chan is here! Are you ready to go?” Haru’s mom called to him up the stairwell. Soon enough, little Haru emerged from his bedroom wearing his ugly Christmas sweater with a cartoon mackerel on it, giving his mother a small nod before slowly making his way down the stairs. Taking his hand, she walked him to the front door where Rin had been waiting excitedly to see his best friend.
“Haru-chan!” he exclaimed, slinging his arms around him into a hug. Of course, Haru didn’t hug him back, but secretly, he was very fond of skinship with Rin, who was completely oblivious to the light blush dusting Haru’s cheeks.
“Alright, you boys have fun!” was the last thing Haru’s mom said before the two friends were off to the annual Iwatobi Swim Club Christmas party.
“Bye, aunty!” Rin called as they made their way down the sidewalk, waving to Haru’s mom who still stood in the doorway.
“How come your sweater has a mackerel on it, Haru-chan?” Rin giggled, pointing to the fish embroidered on the middle of his sweater, “Mackerels aren’t for Christmas! Look at mine! It’s a reindeer.”
“I like mackerel. My mom made it for me,” Haru answered quietly.
“But it’s not a Christmas animal!”
Haru simply ignored Rin’s comment, choosing instead to look out at the beautiful ocean glistening under the sunlight along the path to the Iwatobi swim club. He felt as though the waves were calling to him, inviting him to jump in and go for a swim, but given how chilly it was out, he suppressed the urge to do so.
“Wow! Look at the decorations, Haru-chan!” Rin exclaimed as the swim club came into view, grabbing Haru by the hand and running up to the entrance.
“Merry Christmas, Rin and Haru!” Coach Sasabe greeted at the door, “Makoto and Nagisa are already inside.”
“Merry Christmas!” Rin answered in passing as he dashed into the main room where the arts and crafts station was set up, still dragging Haru along with him. This year, it was wreath making, so staff members had pre-cut paper plates to use as the base, and then hole-punched them and tied them with ribbon so it could be hung. Small squares of tissue paper were cut to use as the leaves, and small bells, pine cones, pompoms, and ribbon were provided to use as embellishments.
“Rin-chan! Haru-chan!” a familiar voice called from one end of the table. It took only a few seconds to spot the small blonde boy, jumping around in his seat and waving his arms in the air for the two boys to see. Next to him sat another boy, bigger in frame with brown hair and green eyes, who greeted Haru and Rin only as they approached, seating themselves in the empty seats next to them.
“Wow!” Rin chimed, peering over at the wreaths his friends made, “Nagisa and Makoto are almost done with their wreaths!” Without wasting any time, Rin grabbed whatever supplies he could get his hands on and started gluing them onto his paper plate frame, eager to join in on the Christmas festivities with his swimming buddies. The three of them finished making their wreaths within the next five or so minutes, meanwhile, Haru was taking his time to make his.
“Haru-chan, you’re so slow!” Rin teased, looking over to see that more than half of Haru’s plate was still empty, “We’re gonna go play games in the back. Come meet us when you’re done!” Before Haru could even acknowledge what Rin said, he’d already run off with Nagisa and Makoto to the games station, leaving Haru at the table alone to finish his wreath. He’d been crinkling each square of tissue paper before gluing it on to make his wreath fuller and fluffier, and at the end, he added some pine cones and pompoms, and tied some ribbon into a bow to glue at the top.
“Wow, look what we have here, a little artist!” Coach Sasabe remarked, seeing Haru’s finished wreath and giving him a pat on the head, “Where are the others?”
“Playing games,” he answered in his usual soft spoken voice.
“Why don’t you go play with them? There’s still time, and we’ve got some pretty good prizes this year, y’know!”
Haru gave no verbal response this time, but after hearing Coach Sasabe’s words, he got up out of his seat and made his way to the back where the games were set up to find his friends. Rin ended up spotting him first and ran up to him with his handful of prizes from games he’d won, one of which happened to be fish. “Here,” he offered, handing the fish plushie over to Haru, “It matches your sweater!”
“Thanks,” Haru muttered, looking away to hide the blush creeping onto his cheeks as he took the toy from Rin.
“I wanna see your wreath,” he demanded, grabbing the craft which dangled from Haru’s wrist by the ribbon tied around the top. “Wah! How come yours is so nice?!” Rin whined, holding his own wreath up to Haru’s to compare.
“Yeah, yours is really nice, Haru!” Makoto added.
Ignoring both of their comments, Haru started to wander off to look at the games instead.
“Oh, oh! This game is fun, play this one!” Rin insisted, taking Haru again by the hand and dragging him along to the games he’d played earlier.
Wanting to get home before it got too dark, the boys only played a few more games before eating and getting ready to leave.
“Shall we walk home together, Haru?” Makoto suggested before the four boys parted ways. Haru hummed and gave a brief nod in response, given he and Makoto did live close to each other.
“Alright then, we’ll be going now. See you guys later!” Makoto announced with a wave, heading down the path to his and Haru’s houses.
“Wait,” Haru interjected, turning back and running up to Rin, who gave him a puzzled look as he approached. “Here,” Haru spoke as he handed his wreath to Rin, “You can have it.”
“Really?!” Rin’s eyes widened in excitement, reaching out to grab the little craft from him, “Thanks, Haru-chan!”
***
“You still have that thing?” Haru asked Rin as they unpacked the Christmas decorations to put up in their new, shared apartment.
“Yeah, why would I throw it away?” Rin questioned, as he looked for somewhere to hang the makeshift wreath.
“Because it's old…”
“Old doesn’t mean bad. This was the first gift you ever gave me, y’know. I’ve cherished it since then. I even took it with me to Australia.”
Thinking back to that day, Haru remembered that he too received a gift from Rin, that he’d held dear for the past however many years it’s been. He’d still yet to unpack it from one of the many boxes piled in the bedroom, but little did Rin know that Haru never slept without the little fish plushie that he’d won for him at the Iwatobi Swim Club Christmas party that one year in primary school.
They're together in the present in case you're wondering
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
Prompt: Free Day! Day 8 of RinHaru week
Author: Miss_TeaDDK
Rating: Explicit
Summary:
"Anxiety attacks have become normal over the past few months. Naturally, they’re held in secret so as to ‘not risk the strong image and quiet edge’ that Haru holds on the competitive world- quoth Ryuuji. Right now, it’s only his mental and emotional agony, but it’s only a matter of time; if he keeps pushing it with his current, more aggressive form, he’s going to get hurt, and then he’ll have to hide that pain too.
But it doesn’t matter to anyone else.
How could it when he’s ‘Haru’?"
A devastating panic attack leaves Haru helpless to resist when a well-intentioned Rin returns to him.
If you enjoy it, please reblog and leave comments 🥰
Swim In Your Devine (2034 words) by sharkinlovewithadolphin
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Free!
Rating: Mature
Relationships: Matsuoka Rin/Nanase Haruka
Additional Tags: canon compatible, Artist Nanase Haruka, Haru paints Rin, Rin is in awe of Haru, Established Relationship, Married Matsuoka Rin/Nanase Haruka
For day 8, Theme: Final Stroke.
It’s a bit different from what I would usually write, but here goes. Thanks to my proofer as always, @illbebuyingallofthoseflowers!
Summary:
“It had been Rin’s idea spoken out loud with a sense of joking at first, no doubt taken inspiration from some cheesy, romantic movie. Haru’s interest had peaked across his features. He had clearly been thinking it over, and liked what he had envisioned in his head.”
Rin suggested Haru try to paint him, which was nothing new. Except this time he suggested posing nude.
(Rated M for the nudity, nothing graphic tho)
Read on AO3 or under the cut:
Hi! I was trying to read this one but it appears that the rest had been erased, I was hoping maybe you have it? I absolutely loved this fic : (...)/post/91218784799/one-thousand-and-one
seen everything there is to be shown - 5.3k - Rin has a nightly visitor in his dorm room. They don’t notice that Nitori is very much awake on the top bunk of the bed and listening to everything that’s going on below him.
but loving him was red - 3.2k - One day at a relay or at practice, something goes wrong and Rin gets injured or falls unconscious in the pool. Haru is the first one to dive in after him, even before his own teammates.
Dead Even - 2.4k - ”So it is that ‘dead even’ means that two people or things aren’t just close in a competition. In fact, there is no way to separate them.” AKA, a competition in stamina. AKA AKA, shameless porn.
3 Words from Falling - 81.8k - Being a single parent and Olympic swimmer was hard enough already. The last thing Rin needed was his son’s hot, stoic swim coach complicating things…
Wind Waves - 123.4k - In the days that followed a disqualified relay race, in the days that Haruka and Rin spent learning to share their lives with one another, there were often chimes in the air; but it could not have happened any other way, should not have happened any other way, because everything about this disjointed love of theirs was nonetheless real.
Behind The Sea - 63.2k - Haru’s side-job watching over the town’s lighthouse has its disadvantages – like having to clean up after the teenagers who break in to drink – or the pesky seagull who can’t determine whether it’s daytime or nighttime – or, most troublingly, the feeling of being watched by something from the sea as he works. He’s only heard about the half shark/half man creatures that lurk by the water’s edge from legend. But when a boy washes up onto shore one night, angry and refusing to speak, Haru realizes that he’s about to get more up close and personal with the legend than ever.
moved my arms around - 5.3k - “Did you ever think about any of us when you were away in Australia?” Nagisa asked cheerfully, years later at a joint swim practice. “I tried not to,” Rin said dryly.
Summary: Sure he's spent his whole life chasing the biggest dream ever, but no one's stopping him from having or making a new one because there's no rule about it and the world is his ocean or however that saying goes. He settles himself more into Haruka who reacts by holding Rin closer in his unconscious state and thinks that he is in the arms of the dream he'll always try to achieve.
Tag(s): plans for the future, introspection, fluff, domestic, post-canon, light-hearted, a dash of angst
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/?
Fandom: Free!
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death, Rape/Non-Con
Relationships: Matsuoka Rin/Nanase Haruka, Hazuki Nagisa/Ryuugazaki Rei, Implied Matsuoka Rin/Yamazaki Sousuke - Relationship
Characters: Matsuoka Rin, Nanase Haruka, Yamazaki Sousuke, Mikoshiba Seijuurou, Nitori Aiichirou, Mikoshiba Momotarou, Ryuugazaki Rei, Hazuki Nagisa, Tachibana Makoto, Shigino Kisumi, Sasabe Gorou
Additional Tags: Fluffy yet Fucked Up, Blood and Gore, Serial Cannibal, Future Fish AU (kind of), Sex, Murder, Action & Romance, it only goes downhill from here, Plot Twists
Summary:
He could hear people around him yelling orders, the cart’s wheels scraping against the tiled floor. With every jostle, his whole body felt the aftermath like being at the epicenter of an earthquake. The lights were too bright and the noises too loud.
One voice seemed to cut through the fog, “Hang in there, Rin!”
He tried to say his partner’s name, but only a few grunts sputtered through his lips. How did he even get into this predicament? His mind went black for a few seconds as he heard a scream. Was that horrid noise his own voice? The bright lights of the hospital sliced back into his mind pulling him from the imminent darkness.
It was a chase. Sousuke had stopped the patrol car on the side of the road near the cliff that bordered the ocean. Something happened then, but Rin couldn’t remember. Another wave of pain caused his surroundings to slip into the darkness again.
For some god-forsaken reason a memory flashed through his mind before losing consciousness; the sight of the dark haired man that pulled him from the suffocating, salty waters of the ocean. Those brilliant blue eyes. And the feeling of scales as his limp body was pulled onto the shore to safety.
Prompt: Wins and Losses
Author(s): freerin (sakuravie on ao3)
Rating: Teen & Up
Warnings: N/A
Summary: Haruka comes in fifth place, but Rin thinks otherwise.
Read it on ao3: http://archiveofourown.org/works/7711030
