#twodrunkencelestials

[anysin]

Fic: Who Could Love Me Better

For @twodrunkencelestials, have a LonelyEyes with "divorce of convenience" theme! In which Peter and Elias divorce so Peter can fulfill his family duty with another marriage, SFW with angst.

Who Could Love Me Better

After the divorce has been finalized, Peter comes to Elias's house for one last time.

"I guess you won't miss this place that much," Elias says when he opens the door for Peter, stepping aside to let him in from the rain outside. "You never spent much time here in the first place."

"You never know," Peter replies, although Elias is right; Elias's house is just a house to him, not a home the way Tundra is. Still, Peter knows how to move there, where to take off his shoes and where to leave his clothes, where to go for the cognac. He heads to the living room and the cabinet there, seeking out the bottle of cognac from Elias's selection of liquor.

"You read my mind," Elias comments behind Peter, voice thick with amusement. "Which one of us belongs to the Eye again?"

The idea of belonging to the Eye is, as ever, repulsive to Peter. He shudders, but takes the cognac out.

"That would be you." He takes two glasses out too, watching Elias's reflection in the cabinet's glass door. Elias is smiling, standing just close enough to Peter for Peter to sense the warmth of his body, but not quite touching. Being his usual self, in other words, and while that should be a relief, it irritates Peter. But Peter doesn't comment on it for now, taking the bottle and the glasses over to living room instead.

They sit on the sofa side by side, Elias's knee brushing against Peter's. Peter is the one who pours the cognac; he always is.

"To think we won't be doing much of this anymore." Elias's voice is soft and wistful. "But you will come see me sometimes, won't you? Or will that be a problem for your future bride?"

"If it is, then it's not someone I ought to marry." Peter takes his cognac, taking a long sip instead of answering. But he can't put the words off forever, doesn't even want to. "I will. All my family wants out of a marriage is a heir. They won't care about minor details."

Peter risks a glance at Elias, who is looking thoughtful. Elias has his cognac in his hand, but instead of drinking it, he's waving the glass around a little bit, watching as the liquor splashes within it.

"You know, I know it's just usual business thing for your family." Elias turns his head towards Peter, and the smile on his lips takes a bitter edge. "It still stings to be considered a minor detail in your life."

Elias could give Peter relief now, look away and drink his damn cognac. But he stares at Peter instead, his grey eyes serious, and since Peter isn't looking away, he has to address this. Licking his lips, he puts his glass back down on the coffee table, and turns towards Elias on the sofa.

"Do you want me to apologize?" he asks. "You said you understood."

"I do. I still get to have feelings about this, don't I?" Elias puts his glass down too, reaching out to rest his hand on Peter's knee. He grips it, the clutch of his fingers tight despite him being a smaller man, and Peter lets him, lets him touch him and look at him. "And no, Peter, I don't want your apologies. I just want to know that it mattered."

Peter doesn't think he has ever seen the Lonely hang so close to Elias, dimming his sharp gaze, brewing despair in his voice. It's beautiful.

"It did," he whispers.

Elias says nothing, just nods as his grip on Peter's knee loosens. But as Peter tries to stand up, eager to flee, Elias grasps him by the arm, pulling him back down. A moment later, Elias is moving in on him, his lips pressing tight against Peter's own, his hand finding its way to the back of Peter's head. Peter slings his arms around Elias, pulling him against himself as he kisses Elias back.

It's a bitter kiss, an angry one with teeth and hair pulling and fingers pressing bruises into skin, and it makes Peter feel too much. He shoves Elias away from himself, gasping for breath as soon as their mouths have parted. This seems to satisfy Elias, who is starting to smile like himself again. ´ "Do visit me, Peter," he says. "Know that I always appreciate your company."

Peter can only nod.

[acesandwords]

Ten people I'd like to know better!

Tagged by: @snooneko

last song: To Ashes and Blood from ArcaneS2

favorite color: Blue

last book: been awhile since I read a book. If fic counts I just finished one that was 200k in less than 24 hours lol

last movie: I don't watch movies much so I don't remember

last tv show: Arcane S2. Help 🥲

sweet/spicy/savory: Sweet

relationship status: Nah lol

last thing I googled: researching how keywords work on etsy for work

current obsession: replaying Horizon Zero Dawn Remastered

looking forward to: Actually looking forward to my job next week, it's been a nice change of pace. Also maaayybe starting to learn watercolors again

No-pressure tagging: @miridiums @threecrowsinatrenchcoat @shadowhearthallowleaf @twodrunkencelestials @kami-catharsis and anyone else who wants to participate!

[archetypal-archivist]

Hello Monggay, cheers for the tag!

Relationship Status: Single

Favorite Color: Orange

Song Stuck in my Head: That one TF2 song by Stupedium on YouTube

Favorite Food: I'm actually very fond of pasta too, I like all sorts, but I had to pick a favorite, I'd go with spaghetti and marina sauce. Homemade is the best!

Song Last Listened to: Earl of Newman by Haddo. I guess. I'm honestly a little surprised it's not something off one of my Spotify playlists that I use for writing; I guess I wanted some variety?

Dream Trip: I would love to visit Chicago and Rockford during the winter to see the museums and visit family. It's been ages since I've last had a chance to see snow, rip.

Last Thing I Googled: What is Malic enzyme. It came up on my most recent exam and I still am salty that I forgot what it was in the moment.

Tagging: @twodrunkencelestials @themachinespirits @wizardlyghost @wilwheaton @poisonhemloc @athingofvikings @gentrychild @betweenlands @februaryberries @askzloyxp

thank you for the tag @kkomaism <3

Rules: Tag 10 or more people you want to get to know better

Relationship status: not single

Favorite color: pink and blue

Song stuck in my head: Seven by Jungkook

Favorite food: that soup my grandma makes with chinese cabbage, potatoes, carrots and meat and if it has a salty boiled egg oh my god it hits i'm so good nomnom

Last song listened to: uhhhhhh Seven by Jungkook LMAO otherwise I want to end my life by Takayan

Dream trip: like uhhh all over asia! i wanna go back to vietnam at least once, maybe thailand too, travel to taiwan with my friends and being by their side is the best treasure i have in my life, anywhere is a dream trip HAHAHA

Last thing I googled: "crueller" was trying to figure out why my gdocs was telling me to write cruller instead of crueller and wondered if i actually spelt crueller wrong somehow

tagging @yoodokjas @ekanatsume @rusquared @yukarishoodie @lee-hakhyun @headphonemouse and anyone who wants to join <3

[daelkyrart]

selkie jon from what belongs to the sea by @apatheticbutterflies & @twodrunkencelestials. the latest chapter mentioned that his hair had grown to his chin and I was like “okay cool well I’ve gotta draw that now! I have no choice!”

[imaginehowistouchthevast]

Oh, I hope some day I'll make it out of here ----||

                         ||---- Even if it takes all night or a hundred years...

[What Belongs to the Sea @ao3]

[holdthosebees]

backofthebookshelf: i will SCREAM tam lin is the fairy tale of my HEART

twodrunkencelestials Do iiiiiit. It'll be such a fitting tale to fit!!

Thank you for enabling me! On the one hand I’m deeply tempted to a series of folk ballad based AUs for this fandom because why the FUCK not, but on the other hand the story i’m currently 4 pages deep in and suffering over is also Tam Lin inspired, and I’m not sure I can justify two wildly different fics with nigh-identical climactic scenes

But the idea of a Lonely ritual is just begging for someone to jump out from behind a rock, recognize their unrecognizable loved one, and hold them close until the light of day amiright

[kalgalen]

∞

Shark - Oh Wonder

My wave, my shark, my demon in the darkThe blue tide pulling me underOr are you my soul, my heart, pull everything apart?

[seachanqe]

twodrunkencelestials replied to your post “no one: me: well Hannibal would definitely be an avatar of the Flesh...”

Spiral touched, but Beholding.

OH GOOD i had thoughts about the Spiral because of the encephalitis, so yeah definitely. Agreed.

[screechfoxes]

twodrunkencelestials  --  do i write trashy vampire fic in literally every...

You say trashy vampire fic as if it’s a /bad/ thing.

that’s very fair

[zenyattasperceptrons]

twodrunkencelestials replied to your post: are you even a real good omens fan if you still...

I lent mine out to a friend. I already had like three other copies though and I didn’t like the cover of the one i gave away. I hope the dude enjoyed it, though

yea i guess ive had three copies over time its just

i know i had aziraphale first and i also know the aziraphale that i have was from this one ebay auction so i guess when i traded a person for their crowley, they got my original,

[just-french-me-up]

You come up with the best of the best Les Mis headcanons. <3

Aaaaaawww thank you very much, Citizen ♥ I try ;-; ♥

[anysin]

Peter/Elias divorce of convenience

Filled here!

[ppoka-p]

 starts with a wholesome gift for @twodrunkencelestials for the end of the year exchange

[marquainequeen]

guys I must know, where the hell did selkie jon come from? Like I read What Belongs To the Sea by @twodrunkencelestials and @apatheticbutterflies (amazing work btw, probably my all time favorite TMA fic), and I thought that it was an isolated thing but APPARENTLY it’s all over Tumblr?

BUT WHY??? DOES IT EXIST??? Who was the genius that went “You know what would make TMA Angst/Fluff even better? It’s if Jonathan Sims was a fucking selkie.”

I won’t hurt you. I think I might give you a handshake maybe. 

[bluejayblueskies]

hello! i hope it's okay to ask, i was wondering if you have any good merfolk/selkie tma au fic recs? i've been looking for them on ao3 but apparently i'm not very good at filtering because i can't really find anything aside from the 3 or 4 i've read already. feel free to ignore this if you don't have any or just don't feel like answering! thank you either way<3 (also i just wanted to say i love your tma fantasy week fics, i read most of them at 3am and they made me so ridiculously happy)

 thank you so much! 💛💛💛 i’d be happy to give some recommendations!

i’m not sure what you’ve already read, so i’ll just include everything!

(list begins below the cut)

The Sea Calls Me Home | jonmartin, rated T | Ao3: mothjons | tumblr: @mothjons

When Martin Blackwood takes a job working at Peter Lukas's estate, in the highlands of Scotland, he meets an odd man down by the shore, who looks at him like no one ever has. This man proves to be another secret Martin Blackwood must keep, for more reasons than one.

To be so sure of a love the world denies is a heavy burden to bear. But bearing it was, and will always be, a choice. And it's one that Martin has chosen.

Mer!Jon, Historical AU! One of my favorite TMA fics. Heavy on the angst but has a happy ending, and the writing is beautiful!

What Belongs to the Sea | jonelias, lonely eyes, jonmartin, rated M | Ao3: TwoDrunkenCelestials, WhyNotFly | tumblr: @twodrunkencelestials, @apatheticbutterflies

“My grandmother taught me about selkies,” said the tattooed man.  “Said it’s good luck for them to grace your ship.  To treat ‘em right, and they’ll guide you safe.”

It had seemed like a reasonable thing to believe.

Selkie!Jon, angst with happy ending. Has darker themes, so be sure to heed content warnings! The endgame ship is jonmartin.

Breathe in the Salt | jonmartin, rated T | Ao3: SqueeneyTodd

Martin Blackwood works in a lighthouse that echoes too much against a sea he doesn't care for.

The lighthouse isn't meant to have people in it.

Selkie AU focsed around mystery! Martin’s mother is a selkie and he works at a lighthouse that has some very strange happenings. Jon, Tim, and Sasha come to investigate.

as the clouds roll by | jongeorgie, jonmartin, rated T | Ao3: PitViperOfDoom | tumblr: @pitviperofdoom

If Jon had a penny for every time someone stole his coat and told him it was for his own good, he would have two pennies. It wasn't a lot, but it still happened twice.

Selkie!Jon, angst and hurt/comfort. Featuring terrible person Jurgen Leitner and Kitsune!Georgie. This is the prequel to and i won’t let you choke which is also excellent!

kith, kin and tread softly | jonmartin, timsasha, rated G | Ao3: bibliocratic | tumblr: @bibliocratic

Jon is 100%, bonafide human being before Beholding gets its hands on him.

This is not entirely true for the other members of his team.

and

Their existence narrows into endurance, survival. Knowing how hard every day is going to be and surviving it anyway, hand in unlovable hand.

Or: Despite everything, the OG Archive crew live through season 4.

Fantasy AU where Tim is a phoenix, Sasha is a mermaid, and Martin is a selkie. Featuring hurt/comfort, found family, and averted apocalypse

A Box of Sea-Scented Memories | jonmartin, rated G | Ao3: ArtificialDaydreams | tumblr: @artificialdaydreamer

When Martin was a child he moved to a small town by the coast and his best friend just also happened to be a seal who loved tuna fish sandwiches, headpats, and bringing him gifts. The shoebox of treasures was practically all he took with him when he left a year later.

Jonathan Sims' childhood friend has just returned after almost twenty years spent apart. Sadly Martin doesn't recognize him, and it's not like Jon can tell him about being a selkie. It's a good thing Martin has a lot of experience talking with seals, and Jon's an excellent listener.

Selkie!Jon, childhood friends AU. Very very cute, and seeing this plot bunny come to fruition has been lovely!

It Will Set You Free | jonmartin, rated G | Ao3: cinnamoniic | tumblr: @cinnamoniic

He’s heard the stories. He knows his mother wouldn’t take another step on land if she could help it, not anymore. It took a long time for him to feel comfortable walking alone on the beach without anticipating torches and pitchforks at his first footfall, skin-thieves and scoundrels looking to steal him away.

Martin’s supposed to avoid humans, but he’s never been great at resisting temptation. In the aftermath of a dreadful storm, he finds himself and his sealskin coat trapped in the home of his mysterious human crush, Jon.

Selkie!Martin, hurt/comfort. My favorite part of this fic is Martin not really understanding human things!

and, just to include some of mine:

to take the road less traveled by | polyarchives, rated G

Once upon a time, in a land divided by water and mountains and the hands of men into fourteen kingdoms, there was a prince. His name was Prince Timothy of the House of Stoker, ruling over the land of the fae, and though he was neither fae nor human, he would do as a prince should, even if his heart lay beyond, in the kingdom of ever-watching eyes.  So when his father commanded him to venture beyond the land of the fae and into the spiraling forests of the Twisting Deceit, wherein lay a tower so high it was thought to touch the stars, and rescue a trapped princess from that tower, Prince Timothy donned the lightest of leather armors, plucked his bow from the armory, and left his kingdom behind in the glow of the rising sun.

Of Prince Timothy, his lovers, and a princess trapped in a tower.

Fantasy AU with Selkie!Martin (and others). A fairytale-style fic with multiple character perspectives coming together over the span of the fic.

delphinus | jonpeter, rated T

Three and a half weeks ago, Peter had packed enough supplies for four months, set sail from port, and had breathed in the salt of the sea with a relief that was as palpable upon his tongue as the taste of brine. He would cast a net over the side of his ship and inspect its contents for anything that might spark his interest (or, on occasion, make a sum of money). More often, though, he simply released the mass of wriggling fish back into the sea and settled for watching the sun dip below the horizon, with only the gentle rocking of the boat to keep him company.

Two and a half weeks ago, Peter had pulled the net over the side of his fishing boat, straining at the weight of it, and found a pair of sharp brown eyes staring back at him.

Mer!Jon, no fear entities AU. In which Peter is not as terrible as he is in canon and there is an approximation of fluff.

[kalgalen]

I love your blog! It always cheers me up whenever you either pop up and /or reblog from me

!! thank you, I’m glad :D