18 Works by Arktikko

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    ”You surprise me, my lord.”

    Lyonel looked up from his tragic ale and across the table at Lord Manfred Dondarrion, who was watching him with a pinch between his eyebrows. The two of them were alone for the moment, though thinking of it now, Lyonel could not have said when the others had left. Manfred stared at him, eyes sharp, expression somewhere between pissed off and amused.

    ”Hm?”

    ”It’s just strange my lord, for I never took you for such a lover of dragons, nor that dead one in particular,” Manfred said, looking at him hard. Lyonel could not make sense of the words for a long moment. When they finally fell into place, he let out an incredulous laugh.

    ”What the fuck are you talking about?”

    Weeks after Ashfrod and Lyonel is still not feeling like himself, enough so that people around him start to notice. This prompts him to do some reflecting on why that might be. Unfortunately for him, he ends up getting carried away by his imagination in the process, and the idea of what might have happened that first night in Ashford if he had been just a little less drunk.

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    The sound was getting louder. The pain was somehow getting worse. Whatever it was, he could feel it walk on the moss, though he could not see anything but the upcoming dawn. The light was so blue now. It was so hard to keep his eyes open.

    “Oh,” a melodic male voice said somewhere behind his head. “Oh no,”

    The last thing he saw before losing consciousness was a riot of black curls and two dark, shining eyes.

    The last thing he thought was that they were beautiful.

    “Oh that’s no good at all.”

    Nicolò, a lonely wandering knight, knows that he is dying. What he doesn't know, is that the ground he is bleeding out on is in the middle of a fairy ring.

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    It took a few more blinks and a brief look of deep confusion before Yusuf’s gaze seemed to focus. As he did, a sleepy smile slid on his face, but there was also something else. Something Nicolò couldn’t quite place.

    “Good dreams?” Nicolò asked, finding his voice had gone rough. Yusuf squirmed.

    “Nico…” he said softly, running a hand down his body. Nicolò’s eyes fixed sharply on the way the thin blanket shifted against his skin at the move. ”…I was dreaming about you.”

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    Nicolò and Yusuf have been lovers for ten years. Still, some things are new.

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    Heat always brought him back to their beginning. Boiling alive in his armour under the unforgiving July sun and Yusuf’s unforgiving gaze.

    How he had wanted. How much he had wanted. Even then.

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    By the time Yusuf reached their door he was nauseous with nerves. Yusuf had been too much last night, he knew it. He always was. He had scared Nicolò away with his intensity, with the depth of feeling Nicolò had no hope to match. Nicolò had ran away, despite their shared immortality, because of course he would. Who wouldn’t? Yusuf could already picture it. The empty room, only an imprint on the mattress betraying that anyone else had ever been there at all.

    Yusuf and Nicolò, before they can speak the same language but after they've already fallen in love

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    “Nicky. That’s a great name,” Joe replied, still riding the wave of Nicky’s compliment.

    Then, with a remarkable air of casual confidence, Nicky followed it up with “It sounds best when you scream it.”

    Joe pov alternate version/remix of raedear's fic “took no time with the fall"

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    “So, it’s a cave. I know you’ve seen those before.” Andy said with a shrug.

    “Not under water,” he said, lifting his scuba mask. “Before now we could have never even dreamed of going in there. Now it isn’t even a struggle. There could be anything in those caves. We might be the first people to ever see them. How long has it been since the last time you went somewhere truly new?”

    Andy took another drag of the cigarette and considered it. Joe was right.

    In 1970 Andy and Joe try cave diving for the first time.

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    Andy licked her spoon with the tip of her raspberry red tongue. ‘Have you tried having sex about it?’

    ‘It’s not for me.’

    There was a brief moment of silence as Andy sat her glass down and crossed her arms on the table in front of her.

    ‘Sex with a woman?’

    Quynh rolled her eyes. When Andy’s gaze did not relent, she laughed. ‘Oh please. I’m not twenty-two anymore.’

    ‘No. You’re an adult woman, who is allowed to do what she damn well pleases. And because you seem to be missing even the signals you’re giving yourself, much less mine: Yes. I am coming onto you.’

    Quynh is an acclaimed writer of literary fiction who has never missed a deadline in her life. Andy is the woman of a thousand trades she meets on a research trip for her latest book. What starts as a bit of fun might just be the thing that makes Quynh miss her deadline - and change her life forever.

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    “All right, I’m ready.”

    Andromache the Seventh, formerly known as Andromache the Fourth, shook off her jacket and dropped it carelessly on the ground. She would have also rolled up her sleeves had she not already been wearing a sleeveless shirt, which was just as well. She stretched her neck and waited for the usual remark about how her outfit was inappropriate for a cavalier of the Seventh House or perhaps something about the improper handling of her clothes.

    She waited for a while, and yet nothing happened. Slightly thrown off, she looked up to see her adept, dressed head to toe in robes the colour of freshly spilt blood, looking at her with an expression she could not place. Her brows were furrowed so hard it looked like the woman might be developing a headache. 

    “Quỳnh?” 

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    Andy/Quỳnh Gideon the Ninth crossover! You do not need to have read Gideon the Ninth to read this but it might make a lot less sense if you haven't. (Please read the author's note though.)

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    “Aha! I know just the tale,” Yusuf finally says, slapping the bed victoriously. “And I will bet it is even funnier than the one you just told.” Nicolò’s smile widens at that. Yusuf knows he can’t resist a good bet.

    “What would be the prize for winning?” Nicolò asks, lifting one brow at Yusuf who grins at him, the kind of grin that makes his eyes crinkle at the corners. Nicolò loves him desperately.

    “Suppose a kiss will do?” Yusuf asks. Nicolò pretends to think about it.

    “I suppose so… though it will have to be a good one.”

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    One night, a few months after they first become lovers, Yusuf and Nicolò make a game out of which one of them can tell a funnier story about a past flame. However, the mood of their evening changes as Nicolò slowly notices that the story Yusuf starts telling is much darker than he seems to realize himself.

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    He slips in another finger, cannot help himself. Presses a kiss into the curve of Yusuf’s right knee when it makes him curse, conveniently close and easy to reach after Yusuf slung the leg over his shoulder. There is a small scar on the side, and he presses a kiss to it too, suddenly weak with the knowledge that there will never be a new one next to it.

     

    It will always be this.

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    In which they are still new and already eternal.

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    “You drawing a picture of me?” Dan said, sounding more clearly surprised than he had meant to, lingering sleep making it harder for him to pull back up the walls he had lowered last night. Wade sighed.

    “Yes, Dan Evans, I’m drawing a picture of you.”

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    Dan Evans and Ben Wade, one night five years after Contention.

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    A conversation between two men, somewhere south of Jerusalem, the early 1100s

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    This, in a way, is the closest he can get to the man he started as, whoever he was. To the boy who is still in him somewhere, who would read and draw by himself for hours on time, who got told off for being in his own head more often than not. In his life, he has to be aware of his surroundings so often, so careful about who he is and what he does and how he does it. In that context, making art like this is almost like a window in time. It's how he is able to remember how he felt during those long hours spent in his own head, almost a thousand years ago.

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    A short story about Joe, art, and time.

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    “Do you know what day it is today?“ he asks. Nicky shakes his head, and Joe huffs a laugh, looks out of the window of their little spacecraft at the swirling planet surface below. Maybe it really was destiny. “When tomorrow arrives, we will have finally lived away from Earth longer than we ever lived on it,” Joe says slowly, softly, like he is maybe unsure of how to put it into words.

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    Joe and Nicky celebrate a unique milestone.

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    ”It’s all a part of the test. You should have learned a bit of patience by now, don’t you think? How do you expect to fare in marriage, if you can’t even wait for a gate to open?”

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    An idea I had about temple engagement customs snowballed into its own entity and had to be written out completely.

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    ”Can I sit here?”
     

    Chirrut turned around, prepared to have to run from another weird old guardian who was going to ask him to stop glaring or start bathing or stop running and hiding, which was kind of what he was doing now as well, sitting at the far end of the dining hall, away from other kids who looked at him weird. He had been wrong though. Behind him wasn’t any of the guardians or the disciples. It was one of the other kids, a human boy, about the same age as him, looking at him with big brown watery eyes that looked so nervous Chirrut was sure the boy was going to start crying before he could answer the question.

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    Baze asks and Chirrut answers.
    Excerpts of their life growing up from kids to young adults.

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    "Baze sighed at the memory. It was strange to think that insomnia was the one constant in his life. "

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    Set during the imperial occupation of Jedha. Baze can't sleep and his mind wanders.

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