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When Fabian saved Riz from falling off that cliff after Kalina kicked him, and his fire spirit left a kiss on Riz’s cheek, do you think it left the faintest scorching mark? Do you think Fabian panicked when Riz was back in his arms and healed him not just to stabilize him but also as an attempt to remove the kiss-shaped scorch?
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fabian absolutely losing his mind when riz goes missing in mirror madness...ur honour...it's very serious for him
He’s been taking his sweet time, hoping that his brain has just been on some kind of obnoxious delay, and that one day Fabian would reach out for his hand or curl up around him or beam at him across a café table or whatever the fuck else, and Riz would magically have an answer. It’s clearly not happening. He– it– he needs to stop. He needs to just– He needs to be stop being such a fucking coward, is what it mostly comes down to.
Chapter seven of my 'let's fake date to help you figure out if you're aro' fic is now live, featuring more bad decisions, more spiraling, and less and less time to figure things out.
happy pride bad kids
just playing ➛ mid-battle ➛ spin the bottle ➛ good morning
the scene in episode one of sophomore year when Kristen notices Riz wearing half of a bff necklace and he says "it's not Christmas yet!" and she's like "it's April!" is even funnier now thst we know Fabian's birthday is literally in May. Riz you don't have to wait that long.
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Digitized & colored a pencil sketch I posted a while ago :) The lads!
Drawing based on a scene in the latest chapter of my Fabriz fanfic Emilia Featuring my OC Nx.
She wandered down the tunnel until she reached a number of abandoned subway carts. Nx wasn't really sure why those carts had been abandoned here, she presumed it was another case of “out of sight out of mind.” but she wouldn't complain, it was nice to have a more comfortable place to crash while her mother wasn't doing well. She approached the one she marked with a hello kitty sticker Naomi had given her a while ago and pulled on the string she had looped around the door handle – which had been rather difficult for her mind you! – opening the door to her little apartment below the city. The inside of the cart was half stripped. All seats were removed from one side of it while the other was lined with polstered benches. Nx wondered what must have happened for it to be left in that state when she first found it but counted herself lucky for the extra space. She had utilized it by hanging up some of her drawings and some polaroid pictures she had taken with Naomi. She didn't like taking pictures of herself, but Naomi was nice to her and she said those were just for the two of them, so they were part of Nx's treasures. She made her way over to one particular bench, her “nest” as Conrad had dubbed it. There was a blanket, a small tourch, some of her school books and her sports bag with her dance shoes inside as well as some trinkets. A small Tiger plushie was tugged into the blanket. “Excellent job securing the castle Sir. Tibbers, thank you for your service.” She said to the toy, giving him a small salute. She made herself comfortable on the bench putting sir Tibbers into her lab before taking her remaining homework out. She wondered if she could get electricity down here eventually. She frowned. She shouldn't think about that. Her mother would get better soon.
Commissioned art by @thelongestwalk for my queerplatonic Fabian/Riz fic, the place you call home (and a silly little companion timestamp because Issy's sketches for the couch gave me so many feelings).
So many thanks to Issy for taking my super vague 'idk just something domestic and soft' vibes and turning into this lovely piece. Writing this fic and getting to explore complicated aro feelings and getting to interact with so many people who read and enjoyed meant so much to me, and now having art to celebrate that is so special.
