#rhinkfic

[rhettjmc]

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

chapter 18 is here and these idiots finally fuck

[soho-x]

Only For Your Very Space

Only For Your Very Space | @soho-x​

Part One

[lallyloo]

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

Chapter 4 is up. They go fishing in the dark.

[rhinkiscanon]

Rhink...:c

I started out excited when I saw today’s title. I thought I was in a stroke-induced dream?? But I dunno, them laughing and looking so uncomfortable, and honestly there are so many amazing stories on on a03 (not saying these weren’t but they didnt have to jump straight to mpreg and foodplay, it makes the entire fandom look a certain way, some of us slave over 30 chapters before theres a single smut scene, and many people do write buddy fics of them). My illusion of ‘Rhink’ is totally broken + reading out the authors names...definitely not cool. Ironic that the episode I thought would be pinnacle of Rhink fodder is link the ultimate low. How’s everyone else feeling? 

[jules-myhairgoesup]

A small and sadly not as good as I would like little bit for @fanbabble for her birthday and because she is lovely and sweet and deserves all good things.  Much love to you XXXX

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Mr Fly's Tale

I thought my days of offering warm, comforting support and a soft place to fall were numbered. Never would anyone sit and watch TV, stretch out and sleep or, as happened more often in my life in the last couple of years, moan loudly, rocking and cursing, ending with the occasional much worried about stain that they were sure 'people would notice if we don't clean it up right away.'

Until.

'Help me with this, bro. Won't take us long to take this back with us'

'You want us to carry that - just you and me?  I ain't excatly Arnie and in case you haven't noticed Rhett, neither are you'

'You callin' me weak?'

'Yep. And me.'

'I can beat you up with one hand tied behind my back...'

'Cos you're big and heavy and don't fight fair.  Shutup.'

'No, you shutup, man.'

However, they proceeded to pick me up (very roughly, may I add) and bickered all the way back to a dorm room where they plonked me down and stood back.  

'See.  Looks good.' Rhett, which is what the taller one seemed to be called, stood back and wiped his brow.

'See.  Looks like it came out of a dumpster' Link, the other tall one said as he slapped him across the chest with the back of his hand.  

The Rhett one knocked his shoulder against The Link one.

'Naw, it doesn't.  Come on, it was free and it looks comfy.  You got money for a new one?'

'Not one that you can lie down on, you freak.  Why you so tall, man?' The Link one seemed to lean against The Rhett one.

'I was a good boy and ate my Wheaties, like I was told to.'  The Rhett one threw an arm around the others shoulder and pulled him close, then lent and kissed the top of his head. 'Made me grow up big and strong. You know that, bo...'

The Link one looked up, kissed The Rhett one full on the mouth and grinned.

'Prove it, big boy.'

I thought my days of offering warm, comforting support and a soft place to fall were numbered.

Boy, was I ever wrong.

[evidentlyhonest]

My entry to @thegreyhenley ‘s Tropetastic Tuesday challenge:  Hurt/comfort; 200 words exactly.

Rhett has always dreamed of sailing.

[soho-x]

Link Neal out here teaching us about healthy kink negotiations, while Rhett’s basically admitting to being a Rhink college shipper. We are blessed.

[soho-x]

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

Link falls in love with a little pup while he's volunteering at a Dog Rescue. One day, she's not there any more.