silkenwinger
Fandoms
Recent works
-
Tags
Summary
“You like me? Alright. We can go there, if you want. But remember, this is for me and my problem. Got it?” You point at his chest and he nods frantically at that, like he can’t believe this is really happening.
“Fine then. Take off your clothes.” You order, taking a step back and leaning your back on the absurdly long table. You’d make him remove his mask, but that feels like an additional step in intimacy you’re not sure you can ask of a man you claim to hate to the majority of people you know. And, most of all, you can’t force him. You’re out of bitterness for the day. It doesn’t mean that you’ll make it easy for him, though.
Your team leader, König, annoys you like no other person alive. There might be a solution for your troubles, though.
-
Tags
Summary
In the silence of the forest, you trace the marks on the trees with your eyes. Most of them have to be redone, but they serve their purpose well for now. In the darkness, you can hear a feeble sound, a song perhaps.
Post-plane crash, whatever remains of the people who survived scramble to live in order and wait for help. You strike an unexpected alliance with Johnny.
-
Tags
Summary
You have... something going on with your lieutenant. It's too bad he doesn't show you his face.
A Cupid/Psyche retelling of sorts
Recent bookmarks
-
Tags
Summary
⋆⁺₊⋆☾⋆⁺₊⋆
A dark, hooded figure emerged from the dense snowstorm, growing far too tall as it approached. You shuffled back weakly in the bloodstained snow and winced as you jostled the trap clamped on your boot.
“What is this?” the man’s voice rumbled, muffled behind his mask. “You are…not what I expected to catch today.” He crouched and cupped your cheek reverently, as if you were a tiny creature whose delicate bones would snap at a too-rough touch.
You flinched at first — but he was warm, so warm.
“You are very far from home, aren’t you, Kleines Häschen?” he mused, honeyed words drawn out slowly as you relaxed into his palm. “Come, let me tend to your wound. Rest by my fire, just for a little while.”
The man scooped you up from the snow, unresisting. Sleep whispered sweet temptation as you were cradled to his chest, lulled by the blood loss and his steady steps. You gave in to the beckoning darkness, and allowed your heavy lids to close, like he said—
just for a little while.
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 189,969
- Chapters:
- 17/30
- Comments:
- 3,208
- Kudos:
- 7,295
- Bookmarks:
- 1,069
- Hits:
- 207,551
Bookmarked by silkenwinger
28 Dec 2024
-
Tags
Summary
There's something about the man wearing the skeleton mask. Something familiar.
---
Or; you once had an innocent crush on a tall, awkward lad named Simon Riley. Years later, you cross paths with a ghost in the military. Suddenly, you find yourself back where you started. Lots of awkwardness, angst & fluff. Will span two time points.
Bookmarked by silkenwinger
23 Dec 2024