#lovematcha

SK8

1) My absolute favorite fanfic in the Sk8 fandom is Matches to Paper Dolls by sylbur (and Tendersadism?) and it doesn't exist yet as such, but you should all await in excitement and some fear, for it is the loveblossom epic that the fandom doesn't deserve because they are not worthy, but I hope they get.

2) Sunkissed by bitterheart Matchablossom, following the two of them through Kaoru's eyes through the years, a lot of pining, the best OCs in existence, oh and Kaoru unknowingly stalking Kojiro's "anonymous" adult account from a burner account and all the obscured identity and talking under different names that you would think comes with it.

3) There You Are by onemoresomething Matchablossom dating app shenanigans, and the dumbest Kaoru you will ever encounter and yet that's a compliment. So funny, so great.

4) This Rose Tree is not Made to Bear by sialaluces It's short. It's rated G. I'm not even going to write a short summary. I'm just going to shove some Joe/Adam at you and tell you this is the agenda

5) Shades of Red by sollunery I'm going to hand you more Joe and Adam and you are going to take it and like it.

Kingdom Hearts

GUESS WHAT I AM GOING TO DO? IT'S HYPE CAM AND MAKE PEOPLE RUSH TO READ AND REVIEW ALL HER OLD WIP HOURS!!!!!

1) Somebodies by Cameron The story of Lea and Isa on Radiant Garden leading up to its fall, assuming the fall happened later and wasn't less than a year after BBS in RG's timeline as it was elsewhere because time flows differently on different worlds.

2) The Poker Night That Never Was by Cameron Members of the OG Organization XIII sneaking away for Poker Night on Tortuga during the 358 timeline. Very fun.

3) Rules of Engagement by Cameron Post KH3 seeing the Organization members now as human integrating back into society AND Roxas learning about the concepts of engagement/marriage, so you know the sentimental fool in me loves where that was going

4) You know, I was going to rec The Other Day at Hot Topic, which is another excellent unfinished WIP by my beloved Cam, and I guess I just did, but I am also going to rec a one-shot Make it a Double. Post KH3 Chirithy has taken it upon itself to look out for Sora/Xion/Roxas etc as well as Ventus, but sometimes that job gets so stressful you need a drink.

Snakeblossom:

They both stay up way too late, but Tadashi is the one who convinces Kaoru to come to bed. Mainly because he can't sleep when Kaoru is making so much noise.

Lovematcha:

Adam stays up too late since he is used to only have the night for himself, but Kojiro drags him to bed and assures him that "we have tomorrow, come to bed"

Kojiro hadn’t expected to see a visitor in the kitchen of Sia la Luce when he arrived for the evening. He’d arrived early today—normally Ayame would be here first, already chopping up sausage to top the pizza of the day. So it was lucky he’d told her she could come in late, otherwise there’d be something else at risk of being chopped up.

“Adam.”

“Joe.”

The man was perched upon one of the stainless steel benches, one leg crossed over the other, a long-stemmed rose pinched between his teeth as he grinned at Kojiro. The fact that he’d been able to say his name without it falling out of his mouth was… well Kojiro had to admit, he was kind of impressed. And if the heat in his cheeks was anything to go by, a little turned on as well.

Well, that was probably because of the other thing.

“So, err,” Kojiro said, clearing his throat, “I noticed you’re kinda naked. Is that intentional, or?”

To be fair, Adam wasn’t entirely naked—he had one of Kojiro’s aprons tied around his waist, which Kojiro was both incredibly grateful for, and just the tiniest bit annoyed about.

“How else was I supposed to get your attention?” he asked, uncrossing his legs and spreading them on the table, the maroon fabric slipping off his thighs to hang between them.

“You know how many health code violations you’re breaking here?” Kojiro asked, despite the thrill that ran down his spine. “I’m going to have to sanitise this whole place now.”

Adam rolled his eyes, gracefully dismounting from his perch with a flourish. “Come now, Kojiro,” Adam said, and Kojiro held back a groan at hearing him use his given name as the man stalked towards him. He felt like a wounded animal, helpless to protect himself from the predator in front of him. “Don’t you remember how much we used to love playing husbands? You’d cook for me and I’d get to taste everything,” he said, so close now that he was able to punctuate it with a hot kiss against Kojiro’s jaw.

“That was a long time ago, Adam,” Kojiro choked out, his resolve plummeting by the minute as the man’s blood-red eyes pored over him. He raised his hands to Adam’s hips, the intention being to keep him at a distance—but he couldn’t hide the way his fingers hungrily gripped at the bare skin.

“It was,” Adam replied, voice thick with want, and desire, trailing more kisses along his jaw. “But I’m sure you’ve learned a lot of new tricks in the kitchen since the last time we did this,” he said, letting his hands trail down Kojiro’s chest, coming to settle on the buckle of his belt. His lips were against his ear now, and Kojiro was powerless to stop him from undoing the buckle, and flicking open the button of his pants, as he whispered, “Because I’ve learned a lot of new tricks too.”

As Adam sank to his knees, Kojiro’s first thought was that he really hoped Ayame wouldn’t decide to come in early today.

His second was that he was going to have to thoroughly clean every surface in this kitchen after he was done playing husband with the man.