#my fanfinction

[leiawritesstories]

Familiar Stranger

written for @throneofglassmicrofics using the prompts "Morning," "Fracture," and "Rain"

Word count: 706

Warnings: mild(ish) angst ;)

enjoy!!

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Shades of gray blurred the sky at five-thirty in the morning, the clouds softened by a film of foggy mist as if some divine artist had smudged charcoal across the heavens. Aelin kicked off her shoes, tied them together, slung them over her shoulder as she jogged through the cool, shifting sand, the grains chilly against the bare skin of her feet. Early June at the Pacific Northwest coast was still cool, the days not yet bursting with sweltering sun, but she loved the misty silence.

The tongues of silvery fog that blanketed the forested hills in the distance reminded her of something, of someone. Pine trees and cool breezes and green eyes, soft words and warm skin and sweet love--first love. Her first love.

She came to this tiny town on the coast every summer to stay with her family in the place she'd grown up. And every summer that she continued not to encounter Rowan Whitethorn made the twinge in her heart get a little less strong. All for the best; she had no reason to see the man other than the lingering ties to the years they had grown up side by side until she had run away to college as far away from home as she could.

Because she had bared her fragile heart, and he had fractured it with three simple words.

We're just friends.

Aelin skirted the edge of the mighty Pacific, her strides leaving faint prints in the springy wet sand at the ocean's edge. Every year when she visited, she walked alongside the ocean early in the morning, soaking up the solitary peace that she'd only ever found beside the rush of the waves. Nobody ever came out to the beach that early, allowing her to drink in the much-needed snatch of alone time before she had to face another day full of family, friends, and random old acquaintances whose endless stream of questions about her life were well-meaning but incessantly irritating.

The mist thickened to a drizzle, and Aelin turned around, slowly heading back towards her house. A ways off, she spotted the shadow of another person, the blurry outline of a figure moving through the fog. She glanced at her watch--almost seven now, about time for the smattering of early-morning joggers to appear on the beach. She ignored the other person, certain she would reach the trail that led up towards her family home before her path could cross with anyone else's.

As she paused to tug her shoes back on, she felt a shiver that wasn't from the rain dance down her spine, and she glanced up to find an incredulous pair of pine-forest eyes locked onto her.

"Holy gods," Rowan breathed, his chest heaving beneath the athletic tank top that was plastered to his skin with rain and sweat, "Ae?"

Cracks splintered through her chest at that achingly familiar nickname. "It's Aelin."

"Aelin." Her heart fractured all over again with the mere sound of her name in his voice. "It's been so long--"

"Long enough to forget?" She broke through his polite words.

Regret, pure and true, washed over his face like the tide lapping over the shore. "I could never forget you, or how much of an idiot I was."

She laughed, the sound clipped, caustic. "An idiot would have at least texted, probably called. An idiot would have tried to apologize." The raw agony of his last words from seven years ago spilled over her, drenching her more thoroughly than the misty rain. "You trampled my heart and never looked back, Ro." His nickname slipped out before she could think twice about it.

"And I'm so, so godsdamn sorry," he pleaded. "I've spent the last seven years--"

"Doing nothing." Shoes secured, she turned away from Rowan and veered onto the path that led towards her house. "We're strangers now, Rowan. Goodbye."

Foggy mists of gray swallowed his plea, the broken cry of her name that pierced her ears. Blinking back the film of misty tears from her eyes, Aelin strode towards the safety of her home, away from the familiar stranger she hadn't expected to see.

Away from the heart-stirring truth in his words that her unsteady heart couldn't bear to face.

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#my writing #prompt fill #throne of glass microfics #rowaelin #aelin galathynius #rowan whitethorn #rowan x aelin #rowaelin fanfic #rowaelin fanfiction #rowaelin microfic #throne of glass #throne of glass fanfic #throne of glass fanfinction

[impmarkona]

Be Still My Beating Heart (An MCL fanfic)

#otome #gaming #visual novel #markona moments #fanfic #fanfinction #my candy love #alternate universe

[marimayscarlett]

I'm already 30 and just started getting lost in the universe of fanfinctions again LOL

Btw, man muss auch irgendwie Deutsch üben. Fanfiktions zu lesen ist eine perfekte Möglichkeit um viele interessante und praktische Wörter zu lernen, IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN.

"interessante und praktische Wörter zu lernen" CRYING

Ja, es kommt immer auf die Situationen an, in denen man diese speziellen Wörter dann anwenden kann 👀

But honestly same, I'm reading fanfiction for almost a decade now and it helped immensly with my english skills. Eventhough I might know some words and phrases now which I certainly can't use when I order a coffee or in everyday life in general 👀

When it comes to Rammstein fanfiction it's a beautiful symbiosis of fans from around the world wanting to learn german 🤝 german fans wanting to perfect their english skills while absolutely simping about the six men marriage 💜

#fanfiction #honestly i've never read a german fanfiction about Rammstein and now I'm wondering why #should probably search for some good ones #rammstein #ask #thank you for your message!!

[apatheticeulogy]

Welcome, Weary Travelers

Sit down, put up your feet, and treat yourself to a pint.

Our resident bard will be taking the stage in just a moment...

Anyway - Welcome to Satire's Eulogy! Here, you can find musings about my current writing projects, rambling explanations of worldbuilding concepts for those projects, and story requests!

Currently, the only character I am taking requests for is Non-CC Wilbur Soot, as the general fanfinction interpretation of his character was the original inspiration for the male protagonist of my in progress book series and I need an excuse to do character studies. I may also add requests for 'OC' characters, i.e., characters from my series concept, when/if I introduce them here. This is, of course, subject to change.

Rules:

- No NSFW requests. If you won't find it in a high school library you won't find it here.

- Be respectful. There is no room for hate here.

- This is a place for escapism. Leave current affairs/controversies at the door.

***This isn't a democracy. This is a dictatorship. Break these rules - your comment will be deleted & you will be banned.

Useful tags:

Worldbuilding #EulogyLore

Story Requests #EulogyRequests

Other Asks #EulogyResponse

Writing Discussions #EulogySpeaks

Other Junk #EulogyRandom

Sit Back, Relax, and Enjoy the Show!

#wilbur soot #EulogySpeaks #EulogyLore #EulogyRequests #EulogyResponse #EulogyRandom #world building #wilbur fanfiction #fantasy #wilbur x reader

[maestro04yayyy]

More stuff for my antivillain au!

So I think everyone will agree with me when I say that marc write fanfinction, so in my au he does and public them in ao3 and chloe actually read them and love them, so she leaves a lot of comments and after a while they bec9mes friends and actually meets(chloe didn't know they were marc but they knew she was chloe because her username is chloebuorgeoisofficial, also chloe love their ff a lot also because in one of them they gives chloe a redemption arc!)[they friendship may or may not lead to chloe adopting marc like almost every single one of her friends, like i think only rose,juleka and luka haven't called chloe mom] *insert here a mommy joke between juleka and chloe*

Also today I was thinking about how chloe would come out to her parents and I thoughy she would do it during family dinner at the restaurant of the hotel.

Oh for clarification, usually chloe skip family dinners because: 1)she hates audrey and andre 2)since andre started actually doing them only after zoe arrived, chloe just assumed they are for andre and zoe to bond togheter

So yeah during dinner chloe would just say "I am gay" and then go back to eat while her parents panic, yell and all the stuff terrible and possibly omophobic parents do. Meanwhile zoe is just in awe(she is still in the closet) and stare at chloe(she wants to say something support to chloe but she is kinda shocked and she is scared of andre and audrey's reaction).

After coming out chloe would stay at the liberty for like 2 or 3 weeks to avoid her parents.

I am not sure if chloe would end up akumatized but if she does it happens in civilian form and since in this au the akuma works that they have a limit capacity of emotion that they then use to gives power(also the stronger the emotion the stronger the powers) and mega akuma simply have a higher capacity, hawkmoth yo akumatize chloe have to bevome scarlet noth and send a lot of mega akuma since everytime he tried with only one the butterfly just ended up burning because of chloe's anger.

So her akuma name is Wrath and basically she is a tall knight in full black armor anf with a huge black sword(similar to the one she has in hero form), also instead of eyes she has two flames.

To defeat Free might want to get help from juleka.

Oh also wrath doesn't listen to hawkmoth, she either just destroy everything or foes absolutely nothing besides walking around paris and fighting only those who attack her(I haven't decided yet) and hawkmoth doesn't deakumatize her because it was fucling difficult to akumatize her and it would be a waste if he did.

Also I was thinking about adding more otiginal miraculous, I was thinking about compleating the emotion set so they would be l: fear, sadness, disgust.

Since the main emotions are them plus happines(the pig) and anger(the hen)

So fear might be either the bat or spider

Disgust is the platypus, yes you read that, mostly because it is funny and because platypus love to clran themself and die very easely form pollution.

While for sadnes i am not sure, maybe the deer? For Bambi mostly or maybe a donkey? For Eeyore fron winnir-the-pooh?

#antivillain! chloe #miraculous ladybug #chloe bourgeois #antivillain au

[magnetictapedatastorage]

writing the worlds most inexcusable lesbian story with my bare hands also a blowtorch some scissors a roll of duct tape and the top 35 most toxic tropes from m/m fanfinction

[ifindus]

19 & 22?

Just answered nr. 19! ✨

22. Top favourite fanfinctions?

It´s been too long since I´ve read any Hetalia fanfiction 🙈 So my faves are probably going to be very old and mostly FrUK I´m afraid.

Every Day by WonderBoy on AO3 I remember being one of my all time faves when I read it. Also For the Dust to Still by newamsterdam on AO3 moved me greatly, and lastly I can mention Just Sex, which inspried me writing What Love? back in 2016.

If anyone has some newer recommendations - either Nordics or FrUK - I am eager to read more fics! ✨

#thanks for the ask!! 🥰 #ask game

[unholybastard]

can you help me find a specific fanfinction? I nrver got to read the end of it and now I cant find it again. So its a Ghost FF and the author knew you and recommended you (or the other way around). The main character is an OC whose cat wanders into the Abbey of the Church where she then meets copia and the boys. She (i think) ends up with Copia. And she has a traumatic backstory and starts getting panic attacks when someone touches her. If you have any idea what im talking about, please help <3

that would be Haphephobia: The Fear Of Touch, by my very good friend Birdy. Here you go.

[quartersety-of-a-holsety]

you had a fanfinction account?

Yeah. I mean, to my knowledge it still exists, the stuff I posted there is still there, I just don't use it anymore. I abandoned it about six or seven, maybe eight years ago in favour of AO3. Hell, I don't remember the last time I actually opened FF.net, never mind logging in. That's how much that site is dead to me

#i had several reasons for dropping ff.net #one of the biggest was their posting form #it left a lot to be desired #AO3's is much better and more comprehensive in comparison

[summer-time]

🔮 and 💭 for the fic writer ask game!

Fanfic Writer Ask Game

🔮 Any advice for writers working through burnout or writer’s block?

This question made me smile a little, considering I am - at the moment - in a writer's block, lol.

The things that it's helping me are a few tricks I learned from other writers: open the computer, open the document where you write, and simply starring at it. If you feel bad because you didn't write anything, at least you opened the document, you were set in the right mindset. It just didn't spark the writing action itself. Or listen to music while imagining your story unfolding, or draw something to help you visualize a specific scene - even if you can't draw, like me. Or reread the work you wrote/posted so far to immerse yourself again in the plot. Or simply relax; remember you don't write for anyone but yourself, that writing takes time that maybe you don't have in your spare and that writing fanfiction is a thing done for free: free from monetary gain, free from expectations, free from deadlines.

Fanfinctions are free. Writers of fanfictions should be freer.

💭 What inspires you and your writing?

I always loved writing from a young age. I loved reading even before that. I think what inspired me was to tell a story with my name on it: it didn't matter what kind of story, from poetry, smut, fantasy, horror, thriller, anything was good to me. Of course, when I posted my first story, it was a horrendous thing ahahah! But with time, I've improved, and I'm still doing it now that I have switched to English (as a bilingual person). It's not always easy, but I love it and wouldn't change a thing.

Thank you for the ask!

#summer ask #ask game

[instantlyexhaustedowl]

"He was my first love... And only one."

Summary:

Old photos, one old love and two not that old twins. A bit of talking after Weirmaggedon. Stan listening to his bro-bro memories about college lover.

Notes:

Please be kind to me, it's my first fanfic in English and also my first fanfic i have ever posted.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/28580418

Ford was nostalgically sorting old photoes. Wrinkled paper gently rustled in his weary hands. All those memories, forgotten things with distand feeling of lost love, whole past in his worn out hands. "Ya look sad, bro," Stan's voice broke the silence of Ford's room. His twin was looking at him with curious brown eyes covered with thick glasses. He leaned on the doorframe.

Older twin  smiled sligtly, running his polydactyl hands thru grey hairs. Fingers touched silver stripe that cut thru dark grey hairs. He felt suddenly old and exhausted. "Just... Overthinking past, i guess." He patted spot on the sofa next to himself, showing that companion is welcome.

"Pics?" asked carefully Stanley. His mind was still a bit wobbly, but he remembered nearly everything. Definitely good sign. Stan sheepishly sat next to Ford on the sofa. Old matress swayed under his weight and caused, that Ford leaned a bit agaist Stan's shoulder. "What? Oh, yeah... Pictures. Old ones." said author of the journals with sigh while his hands gently folded photos on the lap. "Hehe, 'm probably not in your colection,...  Hey that one... that guy looks cute," chuckled his brother. He pointed at picture of tall smiling boy, maybe a bit older than twenty-one. Long sand blond hair, big blue eyes brightly shining with happines were hinding partly behind small round glasses. That noodle nerd had two daysies tucked behind his ear, big smile on his face. He looked like hippie college student. "Yeah... Fantastic old friend of mine. Wait! It...He is a man. Why do you think he is cute?" suddenly asked Ford. Stan was ladies man. Why he would think something like that?! Stanley blushed. His eyes wondered over room. Now seemed every piece of furniture like super interesting. "Ehh...No comment?" "No Stanley. We should be more honest with each other. We spend enought of our time pushing each other away. I just want to know why do you think that. No judgement, only curiosity." Old man mumbled something. Then he scooted away from Ford. Scietinst seemed a bit concerned. His brother was always the one who wanted to feel the others presence, but this was different. He was suddenly so shy. Ford like physical contact too but only from persons he loved and liked. Stanley was different- he loved patting peoples shoulder, hugging them even thou they were strangers. His attention was like contact sport. And sometimes it could change into one when that person made him angry. Ford's attention thou. It was more about reading between lines. "Pardon, Lee? I didn't understand." "I said... That i dated men too," sighed Stanley. His fingers were twiching. Eyes were trying to burned thru the floor into the heart of the Earth. He made himself look tiny. Whole body curled into himself. Ford's mouth formed into small silent "oh". "'m sorry... Gonna vanish, don't worry." "Are you crazy, Lee?! No vanishing, no going away." "But..." it was strange. Stanley could brake a montain with bare hands and now... He looked so vulnurable. Like scared teen he once was- standing outside in the middle of warm spring night hoping that Ford could forgive him. "But 'm nothing just familly disapointment. Stupid big idiot and even gay..." "If you say it one more time, i will punch you. Without warning! You are not disapointment! You are my best friend i have ever had and best twin brother i could wish for!" "Poindexer, i am weird old fag!" "Probably not. And that is absolutely horrible word, do not use it, please! You did loved Carla, hm." "And some other girls..." admited Stanley with blush of embarassment. "So you are bisexual. You like both." "'m not picky type," shrugged younger brother with hint of smile. He seemed more comfortable now. Hands put on his knees, eyes still sticked to the ground but he didn't look like persone who wanted to crawl under the rock and stay there for next few milleniums. "I am fag... At least that would Pa called me... If he had knew about it..." "That explains lots of things... And highschool," mumbled Stan scooting back so they shoulders touched again. "Pardon me?!" shrieked Ford. "You were curious only about science. And why girls didn't talk to you! Nothing was about girls, only why they kept ignoring you," explained Stan. Ford blinked few times, his face making pretty good impression of confuesed owl. Stanley was smugly smiling: "I've knew the whole time that you are not straight. 'm glad that Pa never knew about it thou. He would kick ya out too, maybe beat ya...Ya would never make it out unharm, on the streets..." "You were the one that ended up there... I can not forgive myself," two big tears started to roll down. Ford tried to dry them with his sleeve. "Poindexter, let it be. We are here, we are good..." "And gay," added Ford with tiny smile. Roaring of Stan's laught filled the room: "YEAH, we are gay! SO ... Who was that cutie? First crush?" His eyebrows wiggled in devilish way. "First crush, first love and only one. He took my heart without asking and never gave it back..." His brother wrapped arm around his shoulders. "You are old sappy man, Ford." "I know. I... Everything could be so different." "What happened?" asked younger twin. He hated seeing Ford depressed. "First time he went back to his family, after a while he had one too. And later when we found each other... Portal happened." "Sixer! I ... I caused...! Did I....?" Stanford grabbed old photos. He hold them on his chest, close to his fast-beating heart. "It was my fault, we had huge arguement and split up. I should have listened to him, but i was the biggest idiot on this Earth!" Stanley suddenly gasped. "You were dating McGucket?! Old man MCGUCKET?! Oh holy hot Belgian waffles!" "Kids aren't home," snarkyly pointed out Ford still carressing his pictures. "In that case- FUCK!" Small smile crept on scientist's face. "May i tell you a story, Lee?" asked Ford. He looked way younger now. Shy blush on his cheeks, still a bit teary eyes behind glasses. But they were light up with memories. "Yep, ya nerd. I haven't heard romantic novel for a long time! Ok i saw one last night. But i want to hear yar romance," beamed happily Stan and made himsleft comfortable. He was now sprawled on sofa, legs streched infront of him, hands folded on his soft belly. "So...Tell me yar fairytale, bro-bro." "Lee you are so silly," nudged Stan's elbow Ford playfully. "Fine. Long time ago... Ok, i am really getting old and silly. We were college roomates. I liked him first time i saw him. He was true opposite of me. Emotinal, empathic, wonderfully talented. His genius was amazing. After a while we got closer and closer. Fidds was so carring, nearly motherly. You should saw him when i was ill. I phoned dad, that i needed some money... to see a doctor, cause i felt really awful. He... shouted at me- to be a man and sleep it off. So i tried it. And fainthed during one of our classes we had together. Fidds did knew what to do, he took care about me. Got me to our room, helped in bed where i stayed for next week barely knowing about world. I don't remember much, my fever was too high. All seemed like a dream. After i got better i found him sitting on the window frame. His eyes were looking into starry night, silently crying. He was aftraid about me whole week and...He finally snapped... We started dating few days later." Ford had tears on his cheeks while he hold old pictures like precious treasure. His hands were clutching them, only gems he had from his past. Someone knock on the door frame. Fiddleford Hadron Mcgucket stood there. He was dressed in jeans, silly shirt with watermelons and drinks on it. He had crazy bowler hat with daisy that kept danggling. Still with beard that could belong to the oldest wizzard in the Dungeons, Dungeons and more Dungeons, but under it was hidden smile. "I swear Stanferd, ma biggest mistake was leaving ya. And i fool made it twice!" Stanley looked at them with squint eyes trying to seem like he fall asleep. "Stop foolin' us, ya'r great conman, but that's horrible try," laugh Fidds hopping on the sofa from Ford's free side. He covered one six-fingered hand with his small one. They fitted perfectly, like two pieces of puzzles. Maybe their hands were a bit cold, but hearts were still aflame with passion and love. "I guess now i've to keep an eye on two nerds," sighed Stanley. "Have fun ya two, i am gonna go to... Don't know. Want a coffee?" "Yeah we will join you," smiled Ford when Fiddleford hugged his waist. "Yej, coffee is great idea pals!" "Gentlemen, we will have gayffee party!" clasped his big hands Stanley and went to the kitchen, chuckling because he liked that new horrible pun. Ford froze a bit and then shouted: "Do not tell this term in front of Mable! Or we all end up covered in rainbow glitters! I don't mind them but i certainly don't like to drink them with my coffee!" "WHO SAID SOMETHING ABOUT RAINBOW GLITTEEEEEERS???????!" "Mabel, calm down! Honey, put that bottle of rainbow disaster down!"

#grunkle stan #grunkle ford #gravity falls #gravity falls fanfiction #not a stancest #fiddleford mcgucket #fiddle/author #Fidlleauthor #fiddleford+ford #my fanfinction #fiddauthor

[onekonii]

Yandere sebastian michaelis

You are a servant in the phantomhive mansion:

Ok, so, you work for the blissful count, who in turn is Sebastian's contractor.

I'll be honest, you need something that REALLY catches his attention, sorry for those who wanted Sebastian to be something occ.

Maybe you stood out for your impeccable work or you simply aroused the null curiosity of our sexy demon. Either way, CONGRATULATIONS! You now have a dark demonic being, behind you.

Let's face it, no one, but absolutely NO ONE can resist this lovely face that Sebby has. But if, for some reason, you put zero interest in him, you will make him doubt his charm.

Likewise, this will cause him to want to see how much you can resist, a challenge he gladly accepts.

He'll do anything, I'm serious. From accidentally bumping into you to coming up behind you without warning. If even then, he sees no reaction, either because you're too much, naive, disinterested, or oblivious.

Then, he'll feel his chest emptiness fill with something other than curiosity [Now I don't have many ideas, XD so excuse my bad writing].

When he already realizes that somehow, you captured his non-existent heart.

This is where, so to speak, his plan to make you his own begins.

To me, from my point of view, Sebastian is quite reserved with his yandere tendencies.

He plans every single thing, even what would be considered insignificant. This, of course, with the aim of catching you in his clutches.

He will start from small compliments, because if, for example, you are not attracted to his looks and personality, yes, he will start there. If it is for both aspects, then he will amaze you by showing you what he is capable of doing.

There will be situations where you won't even realize you've been drawn to him, it's all been planned in advance [Sorry if I'm a bit vague about that].

Regarding gifts, he will bring you LOTS of good quality ones. Either he will make them himself, because we all know this demon is an expert in many things. Or, he will buy you expensive things, which you could not refuse, out of politeness, of course.

His attitude towards you

This is where, so to speak, his plan to make you his own begins.

To me, from my point of view, Sebastian is quite reserved with his yandere tendencies.

He plans every single thing, even what would be considered insignificant. This, of course, with the aim of catching you in his clutches.

He will start from small compliments, because if, for example, you are not attracted to his looks and personality, yes, he will start there. If it is for both aspects, then he will amaze you by showing you what he is capable of doing.

There will be situations where you won't even realize you've been drawn to him, it's all been planned in advance [Sorry if I'm a bit vague about that].

Regarding gifts, he will bring you LOTS of good quality ones. Either he will make them himself, because we all know this demon is an expert in many things. Or, he will buy you expensive things, which you could not refuse, out of politeness, of course.

Let's talk about the sexual hour.

His touches are delicate, playful and somewhat sadistic. It all depends on Sebastian's mood.

If, for example, he is flirtatious and happy; he will be at his most delicate and passive when it comes to performing the ACT. If, on the contrary, his more bestial side is present [so to speak, like the heat stage in demons], he will be abrupt and nothing will stop him.

In both cases, you will always end up tired, that the next morning you won't be able to walk. But in the end, he will always take care of you after fucking you.

Rivals and their jealousy.

He is aware of his tendencies, but it does not mean that he is oblivious to his feelings. Sometimes they control his mind, so he thinks before he acts.

Sebastian knows he is an irresistible man [demon] in human terms. Why should he be jealous of a mere human sack of meat?

He's a thousand times better than that man whom, for example, you have in front of you.

Changing the scenario, if he has already marked you as his property and another human male flirts with you; two possible scenarios will happen.

The first will be if he sees you as uncomfortable. Either because you have agreed to be his or because you still don't know what to say to his attempts at conquest. Instantly, he approaches you, with just his height and intimidating look, the other man won't even say goodbye by running away immediately.

The second scenario is the one where you behave like an ungrateful whore to him [From his point of view]. If you get flirted with, and you reciprocate just to fuck him. Then he will only smile at you, fretting because he doesn't respond to your "childish tantrum" [In his words, of course].

Later you will get your harsh punishment. If you were to ask why he does this, he would only answer with a flirtatious and somewhat sinister smile.

"Two can play at the same game, kitten" And he would leave the room, leaving you tied on the bed with handcuffs on each back of the bed.

Enjoy the next few days alone, it's your payment for thinking you could defy him.

Well, I'll think about doing the second part if you like this one. You can leave me messages if you want me to continue this headconon.

#yandere romance #yandere x darling #anime x reader #kuroshitsuji #manga #yandere sebastian michaelis #sebastian michaelis x reader #smut #black butler x reader #kuroshitsuji x reader #+18 #male x reader #yandere tendencies #possesive love #obssessed #headconon #yandere headcanons #my writing #my tumblr #fanfinction

[hereforstan]

If Nothing Lasts Forever

Warning: angst, mention of death,mention of panic attacks,mention of sex,a bit of fluff ,it’s a whole mess

keep in mind that they’re 18 when you’re reading this

this part was inspired by this song ,feel free to listen to it at the same time

Words: 1,2k

If heaven was a place, it would be here, in his arms.

Right now, on a Saturday evening watching the sunset at his favourite beach, where he grew up.

He took me there on vacation to celebrate the end of our exams, he always wanted to show me his hometown, Constanța.

We were sitting on the sand, him behind me holding me close against his chest. I looked up to him, the golden colors in the sky were caressing his delicate skin, his eyes were closed enjoying this moment. He looked so divine, and I could swear right now that I’ve never seen a more gorgeous man than him.

Sebastian.

We were 15, he just arrived in New York and I just moved there with my father from Brighton in England. We got along instantly knowing we were both lost in this new school and city, we were eating lunch together, helping each other with our homework, sneaking out of our homes to meet in Central Park. We quickly fell in love, we couldn’t help it, we matched perfectly.

Sebastian was my anchor, the only reason why I was still going on.

I lost my father, in a car accident. And God knows how guilty I felt.

I was invited to a party at a friend’s house, Sebastian couldn’t go but he told me to call him if I needed someone to pick me up. But I knew how tired he was, he was struggling between his studies and his auditions, he tried his best to succeed at school and to start his carrer in cinema. So I called my dad, he told me he would be there in 10 minutes. That was the last time I heard his voice.

My dad was my everything, he raised me on his own after my mom’s death. She got diagnosed with breast cancer 2 months after she gave birth to me, and died a year later.

I was the apple of his eyes since the day I was born, he made sure I grew up in the most loving place in the world. He was a musician and Otis Redding, Marvin Gaye, or Nina Simone’s songs would fill my ears daily, I’ll never able to thank him enough for sharing his love for music with me. He learned me how to play cello and guitar when I was 9, and I’ve never stopped since.

I kept his enormous vinyl collection and his record player after his death and my heart gets heavy everytime I look at it.

Sebastian never left my side since he passed away, knowing how shattered I was, he was always there to cheer me up, to calm me after those terrible nightmares and those panic attacks, he was the only person who could bring me peace in those times.

Since this terrible accident, it was us against the world.

- Y/N ? Love, you’re zoning out again, you sure you’re okay ? I could see his concern in his steel blue eyes

-Yeah, yeah I’m just thinking.

How could I tell him ? How could i tell him that I’m moving back to Brighton in 2 weeks ?

I accepted a job, a place in a music band as a guitarist that I couldn’t refuse.

We always knew our path would diverge someday, me with music and Sebastian with filming, our life would be so different, with different schedules and lifestyles. We tried not to think about it, but we knew it was inevitable.

Here we are, in his car on our way back to his appartment, it was a pretty silent ride. I couldn’t tell him. I knew it would have ruined this perfect moment, I couldn’t tell him when he was looking at me with his eyes so full of love and passion.

We ate some romanian dishes in front of the TV, I know how much he misses them when we’re in New York. He was humming in satisfaction after every bites, he looked so cute.

We laid on the couch while watching a movie, me on top of him, his fingers found their way underneath my shirt, lightly caressing my back and leaving kisses on my forehead from time to time. I could hear his hearbeat and I started to fall asleep. Sebastian noticed I was trying my best to stay awake, I wanted nothing more than to enjoy this moment, to stay awake, to feel his warmth, while we still got time.

-Sweetheart, you’re sleeping. He says with a hint of amusement, he knows I always fall asleep during movie nights

-No I’m not. I said, trying to convince him.

I raised my head to meet his gorgeous eyes, the one I fell in love with when I first was him, he was brightly smiling, srunching his nose. God I love him so much.

-You’re so stubborn you know that ? He said while stroking my cheek with his thumb

-That’s why you love me right ?

-You have no idea my love. He gently brough my face close to his and gave me a kiss, the ones that melt me right away. He grabbed my legs and put me on his lap without breaking the kiss. He got up, wrapping my legs around his waist and lead us to the bedroom.

That night we made love, like many other nights, but it felt different. It felt so much more passionate, as if our lives depended on it.

-God I think I’ll never get enough of it, I’ll never get enough of you. He said while stroking my hair

My head was lying on his chest, hugging him as tightly as I could, my heart just broke at his words.

-Me too babe, I wish we could stay here forever.

-You know, I’ve been thinking about it for a while and maybe when we get back to New York we could, maybe live together ?

I couldn’t tell him, I don’t have the heart to tell him now. A tear escaped my eye, I quickly swiped it with my hand before Sebastian could notice it. I looked at him, he was waiting for an anwser, but nothing came out of my mouth. He gently brough my forehead to his lips and kissed it tenderly.

-Just think about it for the moment, we still have time for this there’s no rush. Sorry that was maybe too much. He said with a smile but I could still see his disappointment on his face, I know him too well.

-Let’s sleep my love, we got plenty of things to do tomorrow. He laid behind me, wrapping his arms around me bringing my back to his torso.

-Good night Sebastian, I love you so much.

-I love you so much more iubirea mea. He said while leaving kisses on my neck.

He quickly fell asleep, I could hear his fainted snores filling my ears, something that would drive me mad, but something I’m gonna miss so deeply.

I carefully turned around to face him, trying not to wake him up. He was sleeping so peacefully, I’m gonna miss this sight, I’m gonna miss falling asleep next to him, I’m gonna miss waking up next to him, I’m gonna miss everything.

I gently placed my head on his torso where I could hear his heartbeat. I slowly drifted to sleep, tears streaming down my face.

I’ll tell him tomorrow, I have too.

Here’s my first time writting something ,I’ve always wanted to write some fics bc I love to read them so much here , so why not !

Let me know what you think in the comments,and if you’re up to a second part !

I apologize if there are some mistakes, english is not my first language so please feel free to correct me !

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[captain-k8kat]

I hate soulmate aus HOWEVER if anyone wants to write a soulmate au where soulmates are made rather than found then I'd read that.

Like imagine meeting someone and building this metaphorical bond with someone and over time becomes physicalized into whatever soulmate troupe is being used. Like your hanging out with your best friend and you start hearing their thoughts or feeling their pain or whatever. And the opportunity to make it happen with any close bond??? Be it platonic or romantic or whatever you want???

Cus my least favorite thing about Soulmates is that it's like their's only one person for you and you have to find that person and everyone only has one true person they can be with and it just feels so amatonormative as well as so unrealistic. I'd rather a soulmate au focus on the bonds that are made over time then just stumbling upon someone and it being like "congrats! There's your soulmate :)", y'know?

#k8kat talks #of course anyone can write whatever they want #but i'd probably read more soulmate aus if they were more like this #infact i might write one idk #i like the possibilities of it #fanfic #fanfinction #this is very much from an aro ace perspective by the way #just in case someone who hasn't seen my blog sees this #soulmates #fanfic tropes

[misszura]

Not me opening my doc, writing a word, and then start daydreaming instead of writing.

#it 2017 #fanfinction #fanfiction writing #my fanfiction will be posted one day

[charlotten-art]

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