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that one shuake reunion fic where akira is 26 years old and fresh out of his masters in literature degree, and he's accompanying his internship to a rural spa town where one of the publishing houses they work with is based out of, and as he's walking down the street, on call with his supervisor, an envelope of important manuscripts under one hand and grasping a cup of coffee to keep his fingers warm against the brisk autumn wind, he meets the eyes a man, sweeping gold leaves on the tiny paved road he's been following. his hair is caramel and eyes a cold, deep burgundy, and time stops, rewinds to nine years ago, when he sat in a cold blue cell, a heavy chain around his ankle, and it was the first and last dream that akira had ever had of akechi goro after the events of february 3rd, and he didn't think he coul... jul 24 2017 ∞
mar 7 2021 +
when he finally returns home from his past two weeks in dragonspine, the sun is about to disappear under the horizon. mondstadt's skies are dyed a warm purple, before transitioning into the calm blue of the night albedo loves so much (because it looks the same from dragonspine regardless of the cold; because its deep colour reminds him of a certain someone). he shucks off his coat, taps excess dirt and long melted snow off of his boots and is reaching for the light switch to his right when-- "HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BIG BROTHER ALBEDO!" aug 12 2021 ∞
sep 13 2021 + skysyo supremacy...... skysyo forever
five times sukai changes syoya's mind and the one time syoya changes his. living and breathing together comes easy as rain for syoya and sukai. they've been together since day one, after all, just days after syoya had received the fateful call announcing that he'd been chosen to be just one of a hundred-and-one trainees given a chance to reach for their dreams, as he had been for so long, long enough that his arms were starting to ache. but here it was- his golden ticket, a step in the right direction, a sign that /oh, i guess it's a good thing i never gave up, after all./ he called tarou a little after, making sure that he was the second person to know after his mother. the aggressive cheer that erupted at the end of the line was so ..._change_ . aug 30 2020 ∞
aug 30 2020 +
happy birthday (2015), jung yunho! sometimes, i want to read another yunjae fic that hits me as hard as each and every one of quirke's pieces did. one where jaejoong, tired, darkness tracing his eyes (not in the form of kohl, but of exhaustion), exhales into the cold, his breath vaporising into a soft mist. 'what have i ever done,' he says, between soft inhales and exhales, the tips of his fingers tracing the lines around his cigarette, unlit, waiting (but jaejoong will never get to it, because yunho had never liked it when he smoked, never liked how his gums darkened and how the taste became harder to bear with each passing day, how the tar would linger for hours but the pain would hold for days). 'what have i ever done, to deserve someone like you. jung yunho.' and there's a movement, and a hand picks... mar 27 2019 ∞
sep 26 2019 +
and chanhee swears that sometimes, when he catches him staring, there's a glint in juyeon's eye that tells him there's something he isn't letting on. (alternates between viewpoints? or maybe opens with juyeon, the rest is chanhee, and ends with juyeon again; in this case, juyeon is the one who remembers everything. chanhee doesn't remember, but he does get a sense or feeling, a wash of nostalgia that he just can't explain) juyeon meets chanhee for the first time, somewhere under the stars. it's the meeting that seals their fate, and juyeon's in love with him, at first sight, for the next five years, even as he watches chanhee get married and move two cities away, impossible to get to without a car or a very expensive bus pass, because the nagging, tugging, pulling at his heartstrings r... apr 10 2018 ∞
mar 17 2022 + prompts
bnha au
good omens au
hoshi no koe au
25 lives au
(2nd part to 25 lives au?) sep 17 2019 ∞
sep 17 2019 +
canonverse future-fic. ong and sungwoon watch their lives unfold from miles and minutes away from each other, waiting for their lifelines to converge once again. (except that moment is never too far away, because in their hearts, they've always been together.) feb 28 2019 ∞
mar 3 2019 +
picture this; na jaemin, five years later and in his final year of college, having left his childhood dreams behind after what has felt like a decade, even though it’s only been half. his departure was quiet, almost unnoticed, with no mention of his name or face from the boys he once called his best friends, his brothers. not that he blames them, though. he knows them well enough to understand if they weren’t given an option. there’s just… no way he’d ever admit it. he’s sitting at his part-time job, a gs25 cashier shift five stations and a line transfer away from his university (he couldn’t bear the thought of running into classmates in his uniform), the black-and-green collar of his shirt slightly uncomfortable against the back of his neck. his chin is ... apr 7 2017 ∞
nov 22 2018 +
Baekhyun is a successful spy for EXO, once a minor investigation agency gone big (and undercover), while Daehyun is a part of B.A.P., which was supposed to be like EXO, but slipped along the way, so now they work odd jobs for neighbors and grandmas and grandpas and they’re nice ppl so they do it but this definitely isn’t what they want for their lives. Dae runs into Baek in a bar one day while trying to investigate a thieving incident that was assigned to his agency (after years!! this was their big break, they all believed), when all of a sudden a brawl is caused by an angry mob of alcoholics that are somehow involved in whatever Baekhyun’s assignment is. Daehyun is unwillingly pulled into the fray, and once it’s all over, Baekhyun looks over to him, heaving, ... apr 7 2017 ∞
apr 7 2017 +
yoongi first realizes that something is off, something is different, when he sees namjoon appear before him on his path back to the village. his robes, a luminescent purple with threads of silver and mint woven into it, making it glow in the sunlight, are a shocking contrast against the dusty, light beige cloth on namjoon's back. namjoon looks at him, shaking and breathless, his eyes pleading for help and yoongi steps forward immediately, just in time to catch him as he collapses into his arms. in this life, too, namjoon stands taller than him, by almost half a head. his hair is light against his warm-toned skin, an ashy brown, with those familiar as ever warm pink lips. despite how weak he is, his grip is strong, and he hangs on to yoongi with some sense of posture, knowing i... apr 7 2017 ∞
feb 6 2020 +
the moment at which you first fell in love? how different i have become ? how i have changed from the person i was that many years ago how my feelings are still the same and yet i am nowhere near capable of expressing them in the same way? because my words feel so weightless, so empty and for granted because when they form at my fingertips they always come out differently than how i imagined or wanted for you or myself because you still encompass the world, my world, my time and space and the sea and stars that lie beyond anything i'll ever know or come to understand, because i am incapable of feeling this way for anyone else, and yet there is nothing. i want to remember how to feel once more. nov 12 2018 ∞
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