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Round 2: Alternate Universes
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Is there a piece of media that has gripped your heart and lives in your head rent free? Do you like the dynamics of 007/Q or a Sentinel/Guide AU? Maybe its the aesthetics of Song of Achilles or Secret Histories — or maybe its your other fandoms (F1 and Anime girlies looking at you). Get our your media roundups and put our favourite boys into a new world.
We've seen it all here: Raven Cycle, In The Mood For Love, Hamlet, Filipino mythology, and (squints at writing on hand) dilf? Yes we confirm there was a dilf AU. Now lets see what 2023 brings.
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darkness, sunshine, and what’s in between
Major Tags: N/A
Additional Tags: N/A
Do Not Wants: None
Prompt: Shadow and Bone/Six of Crows au!! specifically: a darkling/alina/mal dynamic with jihancheol. (credit to mishi for this idea a while ago on twitter! <3) or darkling/alina, hypothetically. what if that attraction had been real, or what if it held something more to it?
alternatively: can the darkling’s desire for alina’s power coexist with a desire for her? how would it play out?
Six of Crows:
Kaz/Inej would be extremely interesting and painful. or maybe wylan and jesper, and maybe considerations of family and what it must have taken for Wylan to betray his father. general Crows antics would be so fun too.
there’s so much that can be done here, so do as you please! i’m only making suggestions.
[FILL] despise your heart
Major Tags: N/A
Additional Tags: Shadow and Bone AU, unhealthy and complicated relationships
Permission to remix: Please ask
op this is time I do something for you after all the delicious meals you've put on my table. sorry I am a year late, and then some. best believe I did a bit of sleuthing to make sure the casting I had in mind is also what you would enjoy (and it was! so. I do hope you enjoy) <3
“My love,” the night whispers.
Joshua calls light to him and disperses the dark he’s been plunged into. He raises his hand. A smile greets him, then a pair of eyes so deep they may as well be chasms.
“Where are you now?" The question is steeped in palpable concern. "You are growing thinner by the day. Please, return to Os Alta at first light.”
The shadows retreat into their respective corners and Joshua begins to make out familiar shapes: shiny, granite floor; rows of bookshelves and the accompanying scent of parchment swirling in the air; bedposts made of the oak trees from the southern border forest. Those delicate satin sheets, Joshua’s face had been pressed into them. They forever hold the secrets his body divulged under this monster’s touch.
“Come back to me, to our life together. I want it, you know. A life with you.”
He spits on the floor, next to the Darkling’s bare feet. “You only want what I have.”
“Darling, you are the Sun Summoner. Everyone wants what you have,” the Darkling replies coolly. His dark night robe billows behind him, despite the absence of the wind. “But not everyone wants you, and oh, how it torments me that I do.”
It is worse, Joshua thinks, to recognise the sincerity in his admission. He loathes his heart. Even now, it hopes for the impossible: a kind touch untainted by manipulation.
“He doesn’t understand us, your tracker boy.”
Joshua regains his wits at the irreverent mention of Seungcheol. He grits his teeth. “There is no us for him to understand.”
“Like calls to like.” He does not need the reminder, not when being here is already one. Neither one planned these visits into the other person’s dreams, but the Saints keep dragging them back, over and over again. “Being with me makes you stronger—this you cannot deny. He still shrinks away from your power.”
He glares at the Darkling and holds back his tongue. More often than not, silence propels him faster to the end of these visits, as though its progression is determined by the quality of their exchange.
“Come back to me. If you have to bring him, so be it. I can help him understand,” the Darkling says, voice soothing and soporific. Joshua inhales sharply when he kills what distance remains between them, standing so close his breath fans over Joshua’s skin. “How light shines the brightest in the dark.”
“Go to hell,” Joshua spits venomously.
“Ah, the young are so stubborn. And so lovely.”
He touches Joshua’s brow, a gentle caress. Joshua jerks away. They’ve never touched. Not in here—they’ve never been able to. What does this mean? Has their connection grown stronger?
“I’m afraid this is where we have to say goodbye,” he says, smiling at Joshua’s repulsion. “I have a feeling we’ll see each other again very soon, and not in a dream.”
“Pray the day never comes, for it will be your last.”
The Darkling chuckles. “Then grant me one wish, bright one. Call my name before you use the Cut on me.”
His name? Joshua wonders. The Darkling reads the question from his countenance and presses the answer to his lips. Joshua closes his eyes, an old habit that refuses to die.
He startles awake in the tent he had fallen asleep in the night before, Seungcheol’s jacket covering his figure. The Sun hangs low on the horizon, courtesy of a shy, slow morning. Seungcheol is up—he seems to have been up for hours—and working on his third snare.
“Another one?” he asks, glancing over his shoulder.
“Yes.” Joshua sits up and rubs away the nightmare from his face. “Nothing new.”
“Something new,” Seungcheol corrects. “Who is Jeonghan?”
Abandoning his work, Seungcheol turns to him. The gaze he fixes on Joshua is penetrating. Intrusive. A word Joshua never once associated with Seungcheol before Jeonghan—no, the Darkling—came around.
“You called his name in your sleep.”
He licks his lips, swallowing the remnants of the Darkling’s farewell. “No one.”
“You were calling for him.”
“I think you’re mistaken.”
“You never call for me.” If Seungcheol presses any harder, his words will leave a bruise on Joshua’s soul. “Is it because I’m always here or because I’m the choice that was made for you?”
It takes him by surprise. Not the question, but the hurt lurking underneath. “Cheol-ah,” Joshua whispers.
Seungcheol closes his eyes, black lashes a contrast against the purplish backdrop of his lids. He sighs deeply. “If anyone can shed light on the darkest corner in all the lands, it would be you. Not because you can summon the Sun, but because you don't give up on those who've touched your heart. That means the Darkling is not beyond saving, whereas I can never be Grisha.”
“Who says I want you to be Grisha?” Joshua demands, seizing Seungcheol’s elbow. “I just want you.” He loosens his hold, opting to cup Seungcheol’s cheek instead. “I want you.”
Jacket thrown aside, Joshua climbs into Seungcheol’s lap. Seungcheol’s steady, trained hands press on either side of him. His presence is grounding. Joshua runs his thumb along his brow bone, delivering a tentative kiss to the curve where it ends and the slope of his nose begins. Seungcheol surges up and devours his lips with the desperation of a hunter losing track of his prey, or a man losing hold of his lover. A low moan slips past Joshua’s lips; an abrupt wake-up call. Seungcheol rips away from their embrace.
“I can taste him on you.”
Joshua’s blood runs cold. How did he know? He avoids Seungcheol’s eyes, not wanting to confront the disappointment—or worse, disgust—in them.
“Shua-yah.” Seungcheol’s soft call returns warmth to Joshua’s fingertips. He tilts Joshua’s chin up and commits the unforgivable crime of being honest. “It’s sweet.”
When Seungcheol draws him close again, a shadow slithers in between their bodies.
Re: [FILL] despise your heart
the darklina dynamic! oh you nailed this one so perfectly. the undeniable want underneath the repulsion. this encounter taking place in THEIR DREAMS! the inherent intimacy in appearing in dream places and how they are the storage of one’s deepest vulnerability and desires. gahd. perfect and amazing choice on ur part. also seungcheol/mal’s hurt. i wasn’t the biggest mal fan (admittedly) but u made me feel for him. sjkfkkgkgkg
banger lines:
Those delicate satin sheets, Joshua’s face had been pressed into them. They forever hold the secrets his body divulged under this monster’s touch. HELLO EXCUSE ME?
“But not everyone wants you, and oh, how it torments me that I do.” i am screaming crying throwing up op ur darkling is so well done.
He licks his lips, swallowing the remnants of the Darkling’s farewell. HEY. i feel wrung like a rag.
“I can taste him on you.” DUDE.
“It’s sweet.” i went berserk.
this is amazing. i’m speechless and this is the best gift ever and i have WON. this absolutely twisted and somewhat sick jihancheol for ME?! thank u for writing this and thank u for even checking whether i would enjoy!! i so definitely did holy. <3
Re: [FILL] despise your heart
I rewrote that last part so many times djfhlgjkhdf I'm happy the two final lines made it into the banger list. <333
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[REMIX] want.
Major Tags: N/A
Additional Tags: same au same tags (Shadow and Bone AU, unhealthy and complicated relationships), complicated feelings, what they have is generally kind of messed up
Permission to remix: yes
wc: 677
a/n: here's the remix vee! i hope it does your fill justice <3
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“My love,” the night whispers. “I see you’ve chosen to come to me tonight.”
Joshua does not reply, only steps closer to where he knows the Darkling always waits for him, draped elegantly in shadow. He thinks briefly about calling for light, but then a hand cups his cheek, lightly, thumb brushing the arch of his cheekbone, and Joshua loses himself in the intimacy of darkness.
“Darling, you’re troubled. What’s wrong?” the Darkling asks, his concern offered like platitude between their bodies. Joshua wants to believe it can be a sacred, untainted thing.
“It’s nothing—“ He bites off the rest of the sentence. It’s nothing you would appreciate. Since when had his mind learned to care for the Darkling?
“It is never nothing,” the Darkling murmurs, both hands cool against the sides of Joshua’s face. “It is never nothing when it comes to you.”
A hand disappears from his face, slides around to press against the small of his back. His body meets another, solid and warm against him. His breath shudders out of him.
“Dar—Jeonghan,” he breathes. He reaches out blindly for the warmth in front of him, fingertips brushing silk and feeling a tremble fracture through.
“Darling,” Jeonghan says softly, hands tight on Joshua’s body. “Call the light—I want to see you—”
“No,” Joshua interrupts. “No light.”
It’s easier, in the darkness, to pretend that Joshua isn’t violating whatever understanding he has with Seungcheol by seeking this out. It’s easier to believe that Jeonghan truly cares for him, that the hands that have hurt and killed can also love.
“Okay,” Jeonghan says simply, voice deceptively gentle, and something in Joshua’s sternum tugs hard, yearning, burning like furious sunlight beneath his ribs. Jeonghan smooths his palms over Joshua’s back, like what they have between them isn’t fucked up and ugly and complicated. Lips touch his neck; he tilts his head to make room on instinct.
Jeonghan huffs a laugh against his skin. Joshua thrums with shame and something else.
“Please,” he says, voice gruff and affected. “I want—” you, but he cannot bring himself to finish it, hates the truth in it—the hoarse, raw vulnerability.
“I know what you want,” Jeonghan whispers, brushing their lips together, “for it is the very thing I go to sleep wanting.”
The part of Joshua still loyal to Seungcheol revolts—it wants to hiss, don’t profess to know me. It wants to push the sweet darkness away.
Instead, Joshua steps closer, drowns himself in the curl of Jeonghan’s tongue. Jeonghan smiles against his lips, sickly knowing. His fingers skim Joshua’s waist.
“So you’ve finally acknowledged what you feel,” Jeonghan says between pressing his lips all over Joshua’s throat.
A pit yawns open in Joshua’s stomach. Abruptly, he pushes Jeonghan away.
“This is a dream,” he says roughly. “None of this is real.”
Jeonghan scoffs. “Do you really believe that?”
There’s a cruel edge to his voice now. His shadowed form moves closer. “Can you look me in the eyes”—suddenly all the darkness is gone, withdrawn, replaced by silvery moonlight—“and tell me that you feel nothing when I do this?” His fingers brush over Joshua’s crotch. His stomach jumps. Something hideous and tantalizing thrills up his spine.
Joshua makes an aborted gasp, squeezing his eyes shut, feeling exposed to the bone, betrayed by his body and its animalistic desires. He is playing a losing game; he had already surrendered by choosing to come here tonight.
The Darkling laughs, cold and amused. When Joshua opens his eyes again, he’s composed, arms casually crossed, scrutinizing him.
“Push me away all you want,” he says, eyes dark and bottomless on Joshua, “but this—” In one stride he’s pressed them back together, Joshua’s hips grinding forward of their own will, “this want, darling, it is real.”
Before Joshua can find his words, however useless they may be, the Darkling is gone.
———
Joshua wakes up half-hard and drenched in shame, Seungcheol snoring softly beside him, a feeling horrible and weighty like darkness in his chest.
Want, sick and real.
Re: [REMIX] want.
I wrote the fill thinking that I could finally do something for you since you've filled a number of my prompts but it seems that you have gotten me once again T____T the scales will never be balanced at this rate.
one of the things I appreciate and admire about your writing is how adept you are at creating tension-filled atmospheres! it's like. when Joshua held his breath, so did I. when he struggled against his desires for Jeonghan, I struggled with him. particularly obsessed with this section:
“Darling,” Jeonghan says softly, hands tight on Joshua’s body. “Call the light—I want to see you—”
“No,” Joshua interrupts. “No light.”
because!!! you can hide in the dark, but the light reveals so much!! Joshua wants to deny the truth so badly that he is willing to forsake his essence. it's so sick. SICK AND REAL. (pun intended). plus the fact that he almost slipped and called Jeonghan by name...the more you try to control it the more your desires control you.....
um if you see me remixing the remix, just know that you've toppled me over the edge of the cliff. <3
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that said i’m so glad u enjoyed and if u do remix then i’ll be the one kicking my feet and gremlin laughing. heh. <3