I’m adding a revised version of my fanfiction to Wattpad one by one.
https://www.wattpad.com/myworks/297026388
Some weeks after the warehouse fight in Macao Akihito is stolen from the hospital and finds himself in enemy hands ... but what to do with him? One man has some little cruel idea to get his payback from Asami.
It leads to a knife held up high, ready to strike, in the hands of Akihito. His words "Bye bye Asami-san" ring through the Warsaw hotel room less like a threat, more like they were a weapon themselves.
With a single strike Asami can save himself... but how to save the one he loves? How to bring Akihito back? Also, who is behind all that mystery, who is the real enemy and how far will Asami go to finally have what he craves: A future with Akihito safely at his side?
This story starts after “Innocent Eyes” chapter 1.
----- SPOILER WARNING: for the "Innocent Eyes"-arc
----- TRIGGER WARNING: for violence, torture, abuse, past child abuse, involuntary drug use, brainwashing and a lot of angst, plus secondary character death.
----- PAIRINGS: Asami x Akihito, Mikhail x Fei Long, Aaron x Akihito
I submitted my Finder-series fanfiction “Beyond the Shallow Ground” for the 2021 Watty Awards.
I’m not sure I’ll stand any chance even to get to the shortlist as I guess this fandom is not very active on Wattpad and there are other, far bigger fandoms that likely have a lot of readers.
As far as I know the best stories will be selected by Jury, not by the number of votes they actually receive. But, still, if anybody of you feels like supporting me, I would be really grateful!! You can do so by voting for my story on Wattpad
And you can of course read it there. I edited it a bit and did a whole lot of proof-reading before copying it into Wattpad from Ao3
Just finished a ff-series on AO3 consisting of two parts.
18+ / explicit / graphic depictions of violence / smut / angst / gay sex / past child abuse / brainwashing
Spoilers for Finder chapter 88 and 89! / AxA & MxF
Link to the series: https://archiveofourown.org/series/2098347
Part 1 - Gemini:
Some weeks after the warehouse fight in Macao Akihito is stolen from the hospital and finds himself in enemy hands… but what to do with him?
One man has some little cruel idea to get his payback from Asami.
=> Ao3
Part 2 - Shadow of Pluto:
A knife held up high, ready to strike, in the hands of Takaba Akihito. "Byebye Asami-san" - words that ring through the Warsaw hotel room less like a threat, more like they were a weapon themselves.
With a single strike Asami can save himself... but how to save the one he loves? How to bring Akihito back?
Also, who is behind all their misery, who is the real enemy and how far will Asami go to finally have what he craves: A future with Akihito safely by his side?
Some weeks after the warehouse fight in Macao Akihito is stolen from the hospital and finds himself in enemy hands… but what to do with him?
One man has some little cruel idea to get his payback from Asami.
!!!! Beware of SPOILERS for chapter 89 !!!!
This story bridges the five-months time skip, weighing in on what might have happened to Akihito, and ends at the cliffhanger in Warsaw.
NO major-character death or anything! But there is violence, torture and smut.
Might be turned into a series if readers are interested in my idea of what might happen after that.
Explicit - M/M - Graphic depictions Of Violence
Torture, Brainwashing, Sex (no rape/non-con), non-consensual Drug Use
13 Chapters & finished
Pairings:
Asami Ryuichi x Takaba Akihito (on a side-node)
Aaron x Takaba Akihito (sex scenes are marked so they can be skipped. Read the chapter notes at the beginning for information)
Fei Long’s journey from being shot by Toh to his prison cell set to the words and melody of Lewis Capaldi’s “Someone you loved”
Posted on Ao3 - Asami Ryuichi / Liu Fei Long - General audiences -finished
Somebody you loved:
I can’t pull the trigger. I want to, but I can’t.
And I don’t want to. My mind is yearning for it but abhors it. My heart craves it but shatters at the idea. My blood boils from my anger but it also spills out of me, burning my skin and the world turns cold and dark. Though it has always been like that anyway.
You had been a glimpse in that darkness. A shimmer of something more to have, of something to finally want. Of being free. It was not supposed to be, because I had wanted too much. No, because I had wanted at all. That is not my place.
I am a soldier, a puppet, a chess piece, a whore. Nothing more, nothing else. I have no right to want or need.
Not even to want to pull the trigger. Not even to want to kill you.
And the little warmth and light you have given me for a mere second of my life now drowns every last bit of strength I have left. I let go of the trigger. I let go of the gun. I let go of the world. You can have it all. It never was for me anyway. I never belonged here anyway.
I'm going under and this time I fear there's no one to save me
This all or nothing really got a way of driving me crazy
I need somebody to heal
Somebody to know
Somebody to have
Somebody to hold
It's easy to say
But it's never the same
I guess I kinda liked the way you numbed all the pain
White room, cold world, artificial air, my heartbeat a machine’s sound. I don’t feel. I am not sure I am alive. But then again, I probably never was.
Now the day bleeds
Into nightfall
And you're not here
To get me through it all
I let my guard down
And then you pulled the rug
I was getting kinda used to being someone you loved
They step into the cold room. Dressed in white first, dressed in blue and black later. They ask questions, but I have no answers. They untie me from the machines to tie me in chains. They drag me from the room into another.
Dark chamber, aggressive light, cold world. Angry voices, rude words, raw hands. They talk guns and bullets and ballistics. Fingerprints and blood traces. They talk of the man who was my father and of the other who should have been. They talk of Yan who had held my hand long ago whenever I had been hurt. Who then hurt me until I played into his hands. Who then handed me over so I would get hurt.
A vast court room, empty and dusty. Cold faces staring at me. Cold world. A hammer coming down like Damocles’ sword.
I'm going under and this time I fear there's no one to turn to
This all or nothing way of loving got me sleeping without you
I need somebody to know
Somebody to heal
Somebody to have
Just to know how it feels
It's easy to say but it's never the same
I guess I kinda liked the way you helped me escape
They cut my hair and it slips through my fingers just like my life. It spreads on the floor just like my blood did.
The door closes. Grey cell, cold world. It could be you on the other side behind the uncaring steel, sneaking away now. Do you even know I still exist? Do you even know I did at some point in your life? Do you know that I still am? Do you remember me at all?
Now the day bleeds
Into nightfall
And you're not here
To get me through it all
You were the one tiny needle of brightness piercing through the darkness and desolation of my world. But that was just tricks of the light and I am just a low number in your deck of cards.
I wanted too much, just because for once I wanted anything at all. Just because for once I dared to want. To dream.
You made me. Then you tossed me away.
I let my guard down
And then you pulled the rug
I was getting kinda used to being someone you loved
I had so little and now it’s lost. Because I trusted for once. I wanted to believe for once in anything. Anybody. You.
And I tend to close my eyes when it hurts sometimes
I fall into your arms
I’ll be safe in your sound ‘til I come back around
But you’re gone. And I’m still here. But will I be tomorrow? Or later today?
Cold life, cold world. Cold me.
For now the day bleeds
Into nightfall
And you're not here
To get me through it all
I let my guard down
And then you pulled the rug
I was getting kinda used to being someone you loved
But now the day bleeds
Into nightfall
And you're not here
To get me through it all
I let my guard down
And then you pulled the rug
I was getting kinda used to being someone you loved
