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ruluxe · 8 months
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So I'm really in love with Astarion....
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ruluxe · 7 months
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Little Star | 1.5k words (tbc)
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Posted my little star musings to ao3 bc he haunts my dreams and waking moments too..
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ruluxe · 2 years
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your timkon wip about kon confessing that he’s in love with tim as tim is visiting him at the farm is amazing. i hope you continue it because im a sucker for timkon, especially emotional confessions between the two (and then them being happy and content with each other because they deserve the world). and your writing and characterization is just mwuah
omggg thank youu so much 🥰🥰
i really love how my friend and i set the scenario up too. it's really about tim and kon both figuring out who they are and who they want to be in life, and what that means for them as individuals and as friends. the beginning of this hasn't been written out fully, but essentially tim surprises kon on the farm in smallville. so it's been about a year and a half since tim has come out and during this time he got to experience his queerness and a relationship at his own pace and tim really does learn how to balance being a hero and being a person and a partner a lot better. but he and bernard sort of outgrow each other, there's a mutual break up and tim sort of has a bit of identity crisis. it isn't as bad as it sounds, but he's still trying to figure out who he is in terms of a hero, his connection to robin and the batfam and what all that means for Tim Drake moving forward. anway, he needs a break from gotham, besides it's pretty full of heroes as it is, so he decides what better way to relax than to just sort of ground himself with the one person that's always been able to help him do that? and kon, well he's been going through his own identity crisis because he's not really needed anywhere so he just sort of sticks to helping ma and pa out with the farm. anyway they have a few days where they just catch up, tim helps out on the farm too, and it's nice and distracting, helps to clear his head. the subject of his sexuality and the process of how he came to understand it and work through it comes up and kon listens, and it gets him thinking about things he really hadn't before. suddenly a lot of other things are making sense and clicking into place and it really is this lightbulb moment that kon realizes hey, i kinda sorta think i love you. very similar to the lightbulb moment tim is having at the same time. when they eventually talk about it and tim comes around to admitting it to himself and to kon, another dilemma arises. how are they going to make this work -- and does he really want to make it work because they're best friends etc, etc.
this got really long sorry agdjgdk but basically it's the beginning of a journey that spans years and years and they have like six kids and live happily ever after. my friend and i have delved pretty deep into this au and it can get a bit dark at times (may not be for everyone) but if you're ever curious feel free to ask me questions! Idk if it'll ever get written out fully bc i love talking abt it! thank you so much for this comment tho, it really made my day! im really glad that in that short piece you thought the characterization was good bc that was definitely something i worried about haha
(also tagging "friend" nic @chthonicaz)
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ruluxe · 2 years
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Tagged by @szivtalan! It's supposed to be the last line of a WIP but I haven't written in a really long time -- too sick and too busy unfortunately. I miss it! So thank you for tagging me in this so I can blow the dust off the last thing I wrote. I tweaked it a bit to post here but I'm still pretty rusty so forgive me if it's cringe.
Part of an au series I'm working on with @gojousfutureexmalewife! Thanks for being my inspiration for this, I love our au! Also this got rly long so I cut it off with a cliffhanger xo
The evening sun settles on Tim, illuminating him in soft amber, a glowing halo casting off his dark hair. He looks ethereal, Kon thinks, and nearly cracks up at the thought. Ethereal is not a word he'd ever use to describe Tim, but here he is looking beautiful against the dusky Kansas sky and it's the only thing Kon can think of.
His chest gets tight and a million scenarios run through his head of all the reasons he should not do this but before he can stop himself, Kon blurts, "I think I love you."
His hand claps against his mouth and he can feel the heat searing in his cheeks as Tim turns, perplexed, but says with a grin, "I know. I love you too."
The words aren't a revelation -- they're not meant in the way Kon means it, he knows. Of all times to be confessing, it shouldn't be now. Not when Tim came here to escape all that; to figure himself out after things didn't work out with Steph; after they didn't work out with Bernard. It wouldn't be fair. He came to Smallville to get away from it all. He came here because Kon is his friend, and friends aren't supposed to let their feelings complicate things. Friends aren't supposed to be selfish in their time of need. But if Kon is being honest, the moment feels right. And the words just keep on coming.
"No," Kon says through his palm. "I think I'm in love with you."
Tim's back is turned as he adjusts the bales of hay onto the truck and Kon doesn't start to panic that he can't see a reaction until Tim stops abruptly, midway through a haul. He straightens, and Kon covers his face quickly, his fingers sliding through the beads of sweat along his hairline. His heart is racing, blood rushing through his veins and thundering in his ears. He knows it's hot out but damn he feels on fire, like an insect trapped beneath a magnifying glass under the July sun.
Kon peaks through his fingers and Tim has straightened but he still hasn't turned around and the longer this draws out, the more Kon feels like he's going to be sick. Chalk it up to heatstroke if Ma asks. Do supers even get heatstroke?
"Tim?" Kon croaks, letting the hand covering his face drop to his side. "Tim, buddy -- please say something."
Tagging @gojousfutureexmalewife , @furiosity, @imaginarydragonling , @tenacityreturns , and anyone else who feels like doing this! Sorry I can't remember who writes anymore :')
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ruluxe · 3 years
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New idea for a fic maybe, wanted to share
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ruluxe · 3 years
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NEWLY REVISED | Rewind > Pause > Play (Original word count 10k > 16k)
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please take this fic away from me. i can't believe i wrote an additional 6k for this but i love this fic and i love them so pls be kind and enjoy it!
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ruluxe · 3 years
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These lines of yours are amazing!
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Ah thank you so much! You're always so supportive and sweet 🥰 Because this is an ask I can actually link and show pics (and post a few more xD)
Entwined
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My Saint, Your Saviour (deleted fic)
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The End of Things
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Beyond the Ocean Blue
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Bonus:
Sentence Challenges (KouMaki)
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Picture Perfect
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Rewind > Pause > Play
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ruluxe · 3 years
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Tagged by @hkbs-world thank you love!
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I've got to warn you, I have... A lot of WIPs ... Because I can't ever delete them even if I know I'll never work on them again. I'm so sorry for the amount of pictures this post is about to have.
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I tag anyone who feels like doing this, I would tag you individually but I know it's a busy month for everyone so if you've got the time feel free to tag me in them so I can ask you about yours!
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ruluxe · 3 years
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Unconditional
For @korok-no-ballsket and @spaztictwitch . Based on their aokaga family au. Sorry, I got emotional.
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Perhaps, if he's being completely honest with himself, Daiki has always considered the possibility he would dread the day his son was born. 
It's an odd and intrusive feeling to have stirring around in your chest; a heavy ache weighed down to the pit of his stomach with an anchor made of guilt. The thought is as invasive as a dark mist curling its unwanted tendrils of doubt around his mind and heart; squeezing, crushing, sometimes beckoning. 
Daiki will never completely know how his partner felt in the months, weeks, hours, minutes leading up to this moment. He has never been so brave to breathe aloud the feelings that brought him terror and shame. They will remain nestled in a dark, cluttered corner of his memory never to be revisited again. The uncertainty of when it may consume him is enough to keep him from prodding. 
The fear was inexplicable but he had wanted this. He pushed for it. It was Taiga who was apprehensive; Taiga who had told him not to get attached. It wasn't easy for men like them to have their own kids. But this was America, and how could he not? Satsuki's twins were as much his own even if he wasn't at all responsible for how they came into this world; they felt as if they were his . His to protect, his to teach, his to love. And that was the thing, wasn't it? It's easy to love something that is a part of someone you love unconditionally. He loves Satsuki with all of his heart and so it made sense the first time he held them that he would love them just as much even if after all this time, he still never gave a shit for Wakamastu. It didn't make him love those babies any less. Taiga had seen that and after a while, Taiga wanted that too. 
He supposes, looking back on it now, that his own strained relationship with his parents must be to blame for all his insecurities. It's funny how something as easy as acceptance can come so hard for some people. Parents were supposed to do that. Shelter you. Love you. Nurture you. Accept you. After all, it is within their image you are made, right? Or something like that. 
It's why he wanted Taiga to be the donor. Taiga is just amazing. Simply put, the best. Sure, his eyebrows leave a lot to be desired but nobody's perfect — although Taiga comes pretty damn close. Daiki hasn't always been the greatest person, or the bravest, the smartest or even the nicest. Hell, he hasn't been within an inch of any of those qualities in quite a long time. He's been hurt and hurt by others. He's hurt himself; he's hurt others. With every passing year, he learns to be a little bit better and grows further from his parent's image. He doesn't lose but he fails often and yes , that is what makes him human but it is always there in the back of his mind. The what if. 
What if I turn out just like them.
But in this moment he held his breath, stilled with a rigid stiffness while anxiety gnaws at his insides and apprehension meld his bones into lead. He feels so incredibly heavy that he fears the instant anyone places that baby in his arms that he'll crumble to his knees and his body will crack and bleed his lie. How will he face either of them then?
But it's Taiga, with a smile that spanned the universe and eyes made of stars, who gently fixes Tarou in Daiki's cradled arms. 
"Hey," he says softly, the smile so clearly audible in his voice. Unadulterated elation. "Look at what we made." He brushes a knuckle under the baby's chin and leaves his fingers to linger on Daiki's arm, as if testing for signs of flight. He doesn't move. 
Tarou is as weightless as a petal surfing on a summer breeze; small and fragile. His hair is the colour of an autumn sunset, soft against Daiki's skin. His mouth is perfect, a tiny blip of plush pink lost between two round and rosy cheeks. Tarou's garnet eyes gaze up at him and Daiki feels as if the baby can see right through him. Panic bubbles in his throat. 
He keeps waiting for the disconnect; the moment where he hands the boy back to Taiga and says I can't do this. He's not mine. It feels as though eons have passed and Daiki cannot tear his gaze away. But then Tarou's lips part in what looks like wonderment and he coos softly as his tiny hand reaches for Daiki's face. 
And that's when it hits him.
It takes less than a second in real-time for Daiki to exhale a rush of bated breath, overcome in a wave of emotion he's never experienced before. He inhales but his breath hitches and he can't seem to catch it. There is an overwhelming, stifling ache in his chest and though it's painful, it's such a welcomed sort of hurt. It blooms in his heart and warmth floods his veins. The hot sting of tears well in his eyes. This isn't fear. This is love. 
Tarou isn't his . He's theirs. He's theirs to protect, theirs to teach, theirs to love. His son, Taiga's son. Their son. Of course the acceptance will come easy. It's not all about him. He's not alone in any of this. 
Look at what we made. 
"Idiot," Daiki chokes, finally shifting his eyes from the baby to his partner. "You made him. He's even got your stupid eyebrows."
Taiga is radiating, eyes wet, his face unable to contain that incredibly wide grin of his. So blinding that his shine is undeniable. After all, hadn't he been light in Daiki's darkness? 
The flush in Taiga's cheeks matches Tarou's. His nose, his chin and even those eyebrows. But if Daiki's being honest, they aren't stupid anymore. He doesn't ever think they were. 
"You're the idiot," Taiga declares, but it lacks any real sort of taunt or tease. It's fond and warm and it's everything Daiki is feeling in this moment. He tips in to press a kiss to Tarou's forehead before placing one on Daiki's own. "He's ours now, so you're just gonna have to accept it." 
He's right, Daiki thinks, because it is easy to love something that is a part of someone you love wholly and unconditionally. Just like he loves Taiga. 
Just like he loves Tarou.
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ruluxe · 3 years
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NEWLY REVISED | Just Listen
(Original Wordcount: 1262 > 2606)
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ruluxe · 3 years
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Picture Perfect REVISED chapters on Google docs! I'll be posting the each chapter as I update to google until I've finished updating the fic. Links are also available on Twitter
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Chapter I
Chapter II
Chapter III
Original Fic here
Please reply below if you'd like I upload the chapters in full on tumblr or keep them on Google docs!
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ruluxe · 3 years
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i want an aokaga 90s Los Angeles au, but make it break dance. kagami does a lot of upper body/top rock/power moves, and aomine's is more formless (naturally), a combination of dancing and footwork. naturally, they're competitive.
aomine's style is ever evolving, no one's ever seen someone dance like him. he's quick, lithe, breathtaking to watch. a lot of the times he doesn't compete in official competitions because they don't respect his form and he doesn't abide by their rules. he doesn't compete on the street either because he knows he'll win; even if his form is unlike anything anyone has seen, and doesn't know how to judge it properly, they're so taken with it that they just give him the win. momoi, also a bgirl, has been his best friend since childhood. they were in ballet together before aomine left to pursue breakdance. now she's afraid he'll quit dancing altogether.
kagami's amazing, but unrefined and does participate in official competitions but he's never won any because his style is too rigid, he looks too stiff and technical when dancing. they keep telling him to "feel" the music. he and his brother tatsuya compete and put their friendship on the line. kagami unconsciously throws the competition, tatsuya wins by default. they fight and insulted, tatsuya rips his ring from his neck and throws it at kagami, saying that they'll never be brothers bc kagami doesn't respect him or dance enough to be serious about it. kagami gives up dance until he sees aomine dance.
i haven't thought of the rest just yet.. but it'll come to me. will i ever write it? probably not, because i never have time but maybe one day.
kagami's faves: hip hop & classic rock - biggie, beastie boys, run dmc, naughty by nature, nwa, missy elliot, red hot chili peppers, journey, def leppard, led zeppelin, bon jovi, jimmy hendrix
aomine's faves: hip hop & r&b - public enemy, tupac, wu tang clan, bone thugs n harmony, snoop dog, cypress hill, the fugees, jodeci, blackstreet, 112, color me badd, rage against the machine, tony toni toné
anyway the idea came to me because i suddenly thought of Aomine teaching Kagami how to feel the music, grinding against each other and Kagami's finally understanding what it means to feel it, because he's really feeling it. Aomine is fluid, liquid heat and moves against him with perfection, they're so in sync without Kagami not even having to think, and aomine tells him not to - because he isn't good at it - and he understands why now. Aomine's form of dance is so free, and there's so much sexual tension between them right now, it's like they're charging the atmosphere with their electricity.
Also because I thought of them fucking to red light special by tlc while they're still rivals
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ruluxe · 3 years
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aokaga hc time:
momoi offers to be the surrogate for aomine and kagami's bb. aomine thinks having a kid thats half his and half satsuki's would be weird; it almost feels as if it'd come with some romantic implications or marital responsibilities -- it's an inexplicable emotion that he can't really put into words. however, her and kagami having a kid doesn't seem as weird, because he rationalizes it as 'oh two people i love are gonna make a baby for me to love' and that makes sense to him somehow
kagami on the other hand, can't separate the two. momoi and aomine already share so much of their lives, long before he was even in the picture. sometimes he does get a little jealous of their relationship, even as an adult, and doesn't feel that he could handle being mature about them sharing a child. the thought of him being envious and detached and possibly taking it out on a baby makes him feel like an awful person. but he never tells either of them this.
him being the donor is different, but also strange. he isn't conflicted with some sort of marital responsibility but it does feel as if he'd be asking his sister to have his baby. he and momoi aren't as close as her and aomine but he considers her a close enough friend to think of her as a sister and having her birth a child that he helped make just makes him feel uneasy. not to mention, he feels as if they're leaving aomine out when he should very much be in, and it just doesn't sit right with him.
momoi doesn't feel either way, because she'd love to do it for the both of them. she knows she's going to be in their lives as long as they're all living, what better thing to bring them all closer together than to share something like this. she would always get to be in this child's life, and has no concerns about them being fully capable parents -- except maybe that they're both still pretty stupid at times -- but that's what she's there for, like she always has been, helping them along, to grow, to mature. they're her boys, and she'd do anything for them
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ruluxe · 3 years
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Sweet Home au | Series | Kuroko no Basuke
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Aomine Daiki/Kagami Taiga - Apartment 510 {10, 851 words}
Content Warnings: Explicit/NSFW/18+ | mentions of missing children & murder | nosebleeds
Summary: Daiki comes home after a long day at work and things just don't feel right.
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This work doesn't have a title yet, but it'll be part of a larger project/series with an ensemble cast and a few ships; there aren't really meant to be any main pairings or characters, tho if you're familiar with the webtoon or the live adaptation (spoiler-free article) then you'll have a better idea of everyone's role. But still, I want to warn you - no one is safe. That means there will be character death, monsters, characters that turn into monsters, implied suicides of original/background characters, and really awful people. This isn't going to be a pretty story, but it's gonna be fun. For me at least.
I plan to establish everyone in their own individual chapters as a series first before moving on to the main inclusive story which will be a chapter fic and the last part of the series. I also won't be posting it to ao3 until I've got some more material done, so I don't leave anyone hanging. Anyway, I finished the first chapter which obviously is aokaga because brainrot so I've decided to post a link for anyone who's interested in reading. Even if you're not interested in the entire fic itself, I recommend reading because yaknow, angsty brooding husband + very lovable endearing husband = hot sexy times so. Have fun and enjoy!
p.s. i left the comment option open, so feel free to drop a comment! or send me one through ask/twitter DM if you want!
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ruluxe · 3 years
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Try to do Better
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ruluxe · 3 years
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First Line Tag Game III
Hey hey hey tagged by @gaytaiga this time, tysm my dude! (ALSO tagging you back if you want to list more!!)
Rules: List the first lines of your last 20 stories (if you have less than 20, just list them all!). See if there are any patterns. Choose your favorite opening line. Then tag 10 of your favorite authors!
This will likely be more finished works than wips because I deleted wattpad all other writing accounts that had wips a long time ago. I might throw in some excerpts from my unfished webcomic series though!
Tagging anyone else who wants to do this again, so make sure if you do it to tag me! 
1.  Pollution  — Character Bible Series [Christian Cavanaugh/Luca Braun wip]: The brain's ability to remember and conveniently forget is a peculiar thing. It often represses the bad memories, trauma's strange like that. Someone could live an entire lifetime without remembering anything yet the slightest sensation could trigger the worst memory locked away in the darkest depths of the psyche and worlds could come crashing down. [2019, Original Work]
2.  Pollution — Character Bible Series [Benjamin Keller/Parker Madison/Oz Hellsinger wip]: His skin is sticky beneath the mask; mouth and nose obstructed but his eyes are not. Still, it serves its purpose of concealing his identity-- or at least Benji hopes it does. The heat from his breath rises while beads of sweat swim down his brows and into his eyes so he can’t stop blinking rapidly. The contact in his right eye starts to shift and his vision is blurred momentarily before he's able to blink it back into place. Someone beside Benji urges him to hurry up. [2018-2019, Original Work]
3. (I Found You) In a Melody [galahau/abandoned]: The ivory beneath his fingertips is cool and smooth, making the stroking motion of his fingers waltzing across keys as easy of an action as breathing. Mellow notes flood the lounge as the cello kicks in, and Galahad’s eyes slide shut so he can tune into the music; the slow rattle of the snare or the bass drum kicking in at the perfect intervals, the taper of the cymbals and the resonating pluck of the cello strings. The sharps are chiming off the airwaves like dewdrops and finally the soft-silk flow of the lounge singer’s voice is the finishing touch to round off the harmony. [2015, Gangsta.]
4. Binding Patience [galahau]: Perhaps anyone with impatience wouldn't waste the time, but Hausen has all the time in the world when the end result is Galahad trembling on his knees at the edge of the bed, arms and hands bound in intricate patterns of rope behind his back, tethered and wound thick around his ankles like cast iron fetters. [2015, Gangsta.]
5. Radio Silence [galahau]: There's an audible click as the playback device ejects Doug's tag, and despite Galahad doing his best to clean off the blood, his eye still catches laces of it tarnishing the shineless metal. [2015, Gangsta.]
6. Turnabout’s Fair Play [Worick Arcangelo, character study]:  It starts with him splayed out and down on his knees, covered in the grime and filth of Ergastulum still clinging to his bruised and broken skin. He should have known better than to leave the sanctity of home by himself, but it’s getting harder and harder to look Nicolas in the face when all he sees is the shadow of his family’s blood splattered across it. [2015, Gangsta.]
7. The Aftermath [XS/1029]: Long after the chaos dies down and everyone’s left the hospital, Squalo’s not supposed to leave his bed but it doesn’t stop him from sauntering off to Xanxus’s private room. He suspects to find the other propped up against the many embroidered satin pillows he demanded from Lussuria with his brows drawn pensively, a miserable scowl on his face despite him supposed to be at peace in slumber. [2015, Katekyo Hitman Reborn!]
8. The End of Things [8059/yamagoku]: It starts with a kiss, slow and sensual, warm like the rising sun and just as bright. Yamamoto's pretty sure this will be the most memorable kiss of his life, knows it'll be the best kiss of his life, with the spicy smoke lingering off Gokudera's tongue etched into his brain; that's something he'll never forget. [2015, Katekyo Hitman Reborn!]
9.  Pyrexia [aokise]: When Kise wakes, it's to a throbbing headache and dull pain behind the eyes. His throat is burning raw and his joints ache, his muscles ache, everything is sore. He groans, feeling the heat of a fever spread through his skin like the heat of an unforgiving July sun is bearing down on him. [2015, Kuroko no Basuke]
10. Once. [deliyang]: He doesn't think before he moves, he just does. It's with snap-quick reflexes that he rips his gun from it's holster and aims it at the men in front of them. And Erica. Erica's there too... but it's not really Erica, is it. Things are never once what they seem. [2015, Alter End Series, Gangsta.]
11. Lightweight [D18/dinohiba]: It's quarter to four in the morning when Dino hears the scrape of metal against metal, the dragged out clinking of the keys against the lock. He's a little irritated, if he's being totally honest. It's not unusual for Kyoya to come home at this hour but it isn't unusual for Kyoya to not keep in contact during the day and explain himself or his whereabouts either. But perhaps there's a good reason as to why he's arriving home at four in the morning. In their line of work it's not like it isn't possible, but it had better be good if it's going to keep him in Dino's good graces. [2015, Katekyo Hitman Reborn!]
12. Mood  — Permanent Petals Epilogue [8059/yamagoku]: It isn’t that Gokudera wakes up in bad moods, in fact for the last few years waking up has been as pleasant as getting a full night’s sleep; no more shadowed insomnia plaguing the soft pale underneath his eyes, no more jittery and short cut patience – he is currently very content with his sleeping arrangements in this moment and all other moments that have passed and ones he has to look forward to in the future. [2015, Permanent Petals Gift Fic, Katekyo Hitman Reborn!]
13. Domestic [deliyang]: The house smells of eggs and rice, the heady aroma of rich-brewed coffee clings to the air. With an appreciative inhale, Delico’s lips slide into a smile easy as he makes his way downstairs.
14. : Advice [aokaga/abandoned]: Kagami isn't fond of days like these, no practise or games to keep him busy and the lack of a distraction leaves his mind to wander to thoughts that end up leaving a bad taste in his mouth.Aomine has been avoiding him lately, he's been distant and more acerbic than usual and Kagami can't bring himself to ask Aomine what the problem is. [2015, Open Spaces Series, Kuroko no Basuke]
15. When Time Stands Still [8059/yamagoku]: Sometimes you sit there for hours, your expression blank and your limbs numb and everything around you is eerily quiet but you can’t turn the volume down on the static noise that buzzes frenetically inside your head. You grit your teeth, you cover your ears but that can’t stop the sound. You get drunk, you take pills — despite your hatred for all things medicinal — but no amount of haze can muffle the shrillness. [2015, Katekyo Hitman Reborn!]
16. Broken [imahana]: It ends with Hanamiya on his knees, scuffed and scabbed and bloody and Imayoshi can’t be sorry for choosing the blacktop that’s as cracked and overused as Hanamiya is. There’s something about having him out here in the open, stripped of his clothing and dignity that sets Imayoshi’s skin on fire, gets him hot and irritated and he needs Hanamiya’s raw vulnerability to ease the itch whenever he gets it. [2014, Kuroko no Basuke]
17. Living the Dream [sourin]: Sousuke's shoulder aches and the near scalding hot water does little to soothe the pain. He's an idiot, he knows without a certain redhead having to tell him this, but determination is something that's bred into him and he just doesn't seem to know when to quit. He grits his teeth through the blinding white when he moves his shoulder just slightly and it jars him with enough force to make him nauseous. It makes him angry, makes him wish for a time machine so he can go back and do things differently. [2014, Free!]
18. Youth [S80]: It begins with standing on a ledge, too high to come off from for it's your only salvation now that you no longer have the resolve to live. But it's when the no-good boy with the large, round eyes saves you and tells you there is hope that you begin to believe. It's the smell of the baseball diamond, the warm sun and the air of dirt and sweat and perseverance that make you feel like you're where you should be. It's the fleeting feelings when you dash from base to base and slide in to home plate that make this age in time seem like an eternal stretch that you never want to leave. [2014, Katekyo Hitman Reborn!]
19. Rewind > Pause > Play [aokaga]: They had been fighting all day. Stupid, trivial, bickering arguments that had mounted into several, major shouting matches which in turn, had nearly lead to the end of their relationship. The months prior to this, Daiki thinks, should have been a warning of what was to come. [2014, 2021 REVISED, Kuroko no Basuke]
20. The Sidelines [aokaga]: Everyone thinks because you're stubborn that must make you dense. Everyone thinks because you're so self centered that all you see is you. Perhaps that were true in the later years of your Teikou run, perhaps that were true until you met him. You're curious about that enigmatic red head that has managed to surpass Kise and Midorima. You're intrigued of Tetsu's new light. When you find him out on the court that day, it isn't just coincidence. You need to know what this guy is all about. So you offer up a game of one-on-one. [2014, Kuroko no Basuke]
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