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[dettsu]

“Whether you win - gold, silver, bronze - or not, I know you have done what you can. I am always proud of you, Christophe Giacometti.”

Commission for @gabapple for @mamodewberry's fic, Cured Poison!

WOW I JUST HURT MYSELF DOING THIS THANKS I LOVE CHRISTOPHE GIACOMETTI VERY MUCH LEST ANY OF YOU FORGET

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[perdizzion]

here’s a comic commission i drew for @gabapple​ and @mamodewberry​ based on a snippet from their fic: Never Look Away! please go read the fic when you can!!

thank you so much for trusting me with this comic, i’m super honored!! <33

[rainlikestars]

FINALLY! After months of waiting ;;; My commission piece for a scene in chapter 7 of @gabapple and @mamodewberry‘s A M A Z I N G epic of a fic, “Never Look Away”! Please go have a read, it’s sooo worth every minute reading it!

Also, I’d like to express my extreme gratitude to Gab for being so patient with me on this one. It’s been months since she commissioned me for it but since zine projects came one after the other, I wasn’t able to put out. It would have been reasonable to call off the commission but she didn’t. For that trust and that understanding, I could never thank her enough. I promise the next one won’t take too long!! <3

[madelezabeth]

″Good Makka,” said Viktor, and crouched down to scoop the large dog into his arms, hooking half of him over his shoulder. “Oof, you’re getting heavy. Have you been stealing food again?” The poodle looked away, feigning innocence.Viktor laughed, shifting the dog in his arms until he was secure. “Okay, are you ready?” Makkachin licked his ear, which was a yes for him, and Viktor pushed off to carry them into a wide arc, humming as he went. It’d been a long time since he’d been skate dancing with his Makka. He’d been so busy. Or… maybe that was just an excuse. He just hadn’t felt like this in so, so long. Love had found him, after all these years, and though he didn’t know what to do about it yet, he could at least enjoy the feeling for one stolen night.″

-- Commission for @gabapple, co-author (along with @mamodewberry) of Never Look Away, one of my fav YOI canon-compliant/slightly AU fics that I highly suggest you check out! (unless you don’t want to have intense feelings ;___;) Thank you so much!! <3

[rainlikestars]

Commission piece for @gabapple and @mamodewberry‘s Victuuri fic, “Never Look Away” on AO3! Please give it a read, guys - it has all the humor and feels you’re ever going to need! :D

[a-timid-tempest-blog]

SouRin: Domestic Fluff

My gift fic for  mamodewberry for Ice-teal’s SouRin Christmas Exchange !

I’m sorry that it’s rather rough. I wrote a lot of different pieces, but couldn’t come up with anything substantial that I was happy with. This ended up being the most acceptable piece, and I thought I’d go ahead and post it rather than have it be a late present.

This is also my first NSFW writing. Eeeeeeeep. XD

Rating: NSFW, fluff

Sunday mornings are slow days for Rin and Sousuke. Sousuke’s new hobby was gardening, something Rin had no interest in. Still, Rin sits beside him, curling up with a new book on swimming technique.

It makes Rin laugh to see Sousuke squatting in the garden, his teal eyes squinting in concentration, his brow knit. Sousuke is a large man in a tiny flower bed, gentle as can be.

But, Rin reflects, it makes sense. Gardening takes the one important thing Sousuke has that Rin lacks: patience. While the two of them hotly debated the technicalities of swimming, it was Sousuke who ultimately had faith in their theories. It was Sousuke who always believed that time and practice would yield fruitful results. It was Sousuke who kept training and training and training.

“Do you really need this stupid hat?” Rin says, suddenly walking over to flick the top of Sousuke’s head.

Sousuke frowns, “You bought me this hat.”

Rin grins, “Well, yeah, as a joke. Never thought you’d actually wear it. You look like you belong way out in the country. Isn’t this the guy that lived in Tokyo for a couple of years?”

The hat slips off a fraction, covering Sousuke’s eyes. He adjusts it, still looking pensive.

“I don’t want to get a sunburn. Actually, you should be wearing a hat. That pale skin is going to burn. How did you survive in Australia?”

“Pool was indoors.”

“Oh.” Sousuke smiles a little now. “Okay Rin, I’ll be a done in a second okay? Just gotta finish weeding this patch here.”

Rin huffs, and goes back to his book.

Sousuke turns out to be right, that bastard. Rin really did get a sunburn.

“Just get me the aloe vera.” Rin grumbles.

Sousuke hands him the green bottle, trying his best not to look smug, but failing in every way, “You’re so red in the face, Rin. You usually only get this way when I--”

“Shut up!” Rin kicks at his leg. “This stings like a bitch. I can’t reach my back either.”

“Here lemme help.” Sousuke gets up and snatches the bottle from Rin, squirting out a bit of the aloe vera.

“I don’t need-- Ahhh!”

The cool aloe covers Rin in an instant, soothing his aching burn, “There… a little left, no… yes. Ahhh.”

Deft fingers splay over Rin’s back, covering his red, peeling skin with the aloe vera. They’re quiet for a bit now, with Sousuke gently administering the goop and Rin wincing and groaning every once in awhile. Finally, Sousuke finishes coating Rin’s back.

“Better?”

“Yeah,” Rin says with a content sigh. “we’ll see how it feels tomorrow, but I definitely am not swimming for a bit. I’ll do land training today, maybe lift some weights--”

Suddenly Sousuke’s hand is back on his body, making a smooth trail down from his shoulders to his rib cage. Each finger traces along each rib, coming to a full circle around his sternum.

Rin is breathing heavily now, the air whistling through his teeth, “What?”

Sousuke looks down at him expectantly.

“Was this your plan all along?” Rin grunts. “Fine, fine. Can’t swim tomorrow anyway…”

On queue, Sousuke brings his lips down on Rin’s for a deep kiss. His hands curl around his face, cupping his chin. He tilts Rin’s head up and brings him in even deeper, his tongue slipping in between Rin’s lips. Rin gasps in response, but licks his own tongue forward, caressing Sousuke’s bottom lip. They kiss until they couldn’t breath any longer. Flushed faces and watering eyes stare at each other with desire.

The couch isn’t far off, and Rin settles there comfortably while Sousuke rummages around for the lube. He slips his shorts off, leaving the boxers for Sousuke. The red hair splayed across his face is still damp from the heat of the morning.

When Sousuke arrives, that red hair is parted off to the side, slicked with sweat. It’s a sensual picture, Rin with just boxers and a growing bulge, his narrowed eyes looking up at Sousuke, wanting.

“What?” Rin says, impatiently.

Sousuke chuckles, and lays on top of him, beginning to ravish his neckline with kisses.

Little moans escape from Rin’s mouth. When he opens his mouth a little wider, he tastes dirt, shaken off from Sousuke’s head.

“You have dirt in your hair,” Rin says, reaching up to brush it off. “What’d you do huh? Roll around in the flowerbed like a dog?”

“Mhm,” Sousuke licks the side of Rin’s face in response.

Rin pushes Sousuke’s face away, giggling, “Stop, that tickles!”

Sousuke just smiles mischievously. Still only using his tongue, he traces a line down Rin’s abdomen, stopping to nip at the belly button. Rin exhales sharply.

“Wait, aren’t these my boxers?”

“Just get on with it Sousuke!”

“No seriously, I’ve been looking for these for ages,” Sousuke hitches his thumb around the elastic, gentle pulling the cloth off of Rin. He rises for a moment to fold them carefully and lay them on the ground.

“You fucking tease.”

“Stop stealing my clothes,” Sousuke chooses that moment to bend down toward Rin’s thigh, trailing kisses nearer and nearer to his crotch. Rin is fully erect now, liquid sliding off his cock in shining drops. Sousuke covers his fingers in lube and finally begins to prepare Rin.

When Rin’s ready, Sousuke enters slowly, taking care with each movement. The two of them come together, full of desire, but in no rush, taking pleasure in this calm morning and the simple joy of being together.

Next Sunday morning, Rin buys the most ridiculous sun hat Sousuke has ever seen. Sousuke laughs so hard that he nearly tramples his marigolds.

[mamodewberry]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Title: Wait for Me

Relationship: Nanase Haruka/Tachibana Makoto, Background SouRin, Background Regisa

Rating: Mature

<i>He thought he had overcome it. He thought he had grown up from the childish fears of imaginary things lurking in the water. Well, in the pool - there was always something in the ocean - but there was nothing at the bottom of the contained space other than textured concrete and rippling shadows from the surface. Yet, somehow, he couldn’t stop how his chest weighed heavy even after he’d be done swimming for the day.</i>

It’s here! It has been a year since I’ve started this 100k+ MakoHaru collaborated fic with @gabapple and it is now ready to be read! Going to try and have a new chapter weekly or bi-weekly!

Please check it out :>

[bakapandy]

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