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From the Depths | ממעמקים

Part 1: Abyssal Plain

Chapter 4: Black Rain

@piedelune and I proudly present chapter 4 of our multi-part Newmann fic, From The Depths!

Authors: @fuure @piedelune

Fandom: Pacific Rim

Relationships: Hermann Gottlieb x Newton Geiszler

Rating: Mature

Chapter Summary: Hermann receives a shocking glimpse into Newton's clandestine double-life. The fallout sends them both careening in wildly different directions, and where Hermann finds camaraderie at the ''Heroes' Table", Newton seizes a new opportunity at his fingertips.

Excerpt:

"I can think of many simple Japanese dishes that will still nourish you properly," Mako was saying. "They can be mild in both taste and texture; even a picky eater can find plenty to like." “Oh?” Hermann asked, craning forward with interest. “I’m a bit ignorant about Japanese cuisine..." Raleigh, however, had something of a mischievous look for her. "That’s alright; Mako knows all the good stuff. Like… oh, some tasty fresh sushi? Ah, man… I remember me and Yancy ate tons of sashimi while we were stationed in Tokyo." "E-eh...?!" she squeaked, playfully affronted. "That's a little..." she pursed her lips, knitting her thick brow and grimacing with thinly-veiled disgust. "Brother, I'd kill for some good sashimi," chimed in the latest addition to the Heroes' Table: LOCCENT Ops Commander Tendo Choi. He slapped a steel tray piled high with beef chow mein down onto the table with a theatrical sigh, then flopped onto the table bench beside Mako, which shook the entire structure with the force of his descent. "You ever been to San Francisco, Gottlieb?” he asked with a handsome grin. “I can’t say I’ve had the pleasure,” Hermann apologised, a little nonplussed by the seemingly abrupt change in subject. “Oh, we had the best sushi place down the street from the ferry docks, back in the day,” Tendo reminisced, poking forlornly at his chow mein with a pair of stainless steel chopsticks. The rosary around his wrist dragged through the noodles, but he didn’t appear to notice. “They had this Spam musubi I could eat by the bucket. Miss it like crazy, man." “Spam musubi?” Raleigh laughed incredulously. “Seriously? Next you’re gonna tell us they had deep fried Snickers on rice, in case it wasn’t red-blooded American enough.” “Actually —” Tendo pretended to consider, and the two of them had a little laugh together. Hermann himself found himself laughing along, and after the last few weeks he’d had, it felt… good. This was nice.

Pretty Elf Boys 5-23 - Collab - Fan Art. AhhHhH, a switch-around art meme with our lovely void and his lovely pie...~ This was a lot of fun, and we really like seeing all of it tied together, very nice indeed...~ We all got to choose a pretty elf to collaborate on together, and we think they all turned out lovely...~ OvO fuure - piedelune - twinrot twinrot - fuure - piedelune piedelune - twinrot - fuure Thank you for putting the template together, Clear~ Only we may use, do not steal.

Authors: fuure, PieDeLune

Fandom: Naoki Urasawa’s Monster

Relationships: Kenzo Tenma / Heinrich Lunge

Word Count: 15,106

Rating: Mature

Tags: Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Enemies to Lovers, Enemies to Friends, Post-Canon, Drink With Me, Drinking, Chance Meetings, Gay, Internalized Homophobia, Hotels, Canon Universe, Forgiveness, Awkwardness, Internal Conflict

Notes: This was our first time writing for Monster! If you liked it, please consider leaving a review! We might write more for this fandom if there's any interest! (provided u want gay pairings.. lmao)-- Clear and Pie

Summary: Lunge and Tenma run into each other six months after Ruhenheim. Former nemeses use the power of alcohol to navigate an awkward social situation, and in the search for a new friend perhaps find something more.CW alcohol use, mild nsfw. M/M.

Excerpt:  "Lunge-san… I don't really know what you're supposed to do at times like this,” Tenma confessed with an apologetic smile. “But I see no reason why we couldn’t be good friends… I sense we have much more in common than we think."

The professor's eyes shifted towards Tenma, breath hitching at that sweet smile, and all at once, his rational thought began to slip away. It was unlike himself to be distracted. Damnit, Tenma was so earnest.

"I made a choice in Ruhenheim,” the older man replied, exhaling uneasily. “I’d like to learn… how making friends works.”

Ever the empath, Dr. Tenma rested a hand on Lunge's shoulder to reassure him.

"There aren’t any textbooks we can learn from; only our experiences,” he pointed out with a pleasant air. “We’ve done alright enough that we're here together… don’t you think?"

It was safe to say that neither of them had been this close to a person who wasn’t dead or dying in a good few months. Instead of the tang of blood, the putrescence of death, the sickliness of disease, there were light, pleasant, masculine scents. Lunge recognized the shampoo Tenma had used — it was the specific mandarine scent that Breidenbacher Hof used in its haircare products. Tenma, for his part, could still detect that crisp and masculine touch of class that Lunge embodied even though they both smelled like beer. Tenma's stomach felt strange when he thought about how nice it was.

I remain, gentlemen, your obedient servant. -OG

I-I-I got this feeling, yeah, you know Where I'm losing all control 'Cause there's magic in my bones I-I-I got this feeling in my soul Go ahead and throw your stones 'Cause there's magic in my bones

"You'll forget me, but the memories themselves will never go away."

"Just like that, darling~"

I wonder what she's taking a picture of? 🤔