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MONTHLY REC LIST: APRIL EDITION

We've got so many great fics to recommend for you this month! Some are ongoing wips, some completed longfics, and some oneshots. As always be sure to check the tags on AO3, reader discretion is advised! If you check out any of the works listed here please be sure to leave a kudos and a comment to show your support 🫶

sundays by @lumineve-isonline | E | Multi (1/1)

Sunnyside by F0xofspades | M | Multi (11/?)

divenire by @burekforsatoru | E | Sebastian/F Player (1/1)

In the Shadows by @angel-with-an-assbutt22 | E | Haley/Sebastian (1/1)

Daffodil by @nebraskashouse | M | Harvey/F Player (1/1)

If These Walls Could Talk by @hullygeee | M | Multi

Holding Water by @bunniemoth | E | Multi

Coming Around Again by @eemamminy-art | E | Alex/M Player (40/71)

In the End, It's Right by @annetastic1981a | E | Sam/Sebastian (13/13)

Winter in the Highlands by @aziminohi1992 | M | Lance/F Player (1/1)

Fenced In by @exoticlittlebird | T | Haley/Sebastian (1/1)

Slow Down — SDV (Alex) by @neetily | E | Alex/F Player (1/1)

The Valley by @half-unread | E | Multi (11/?)

Grease Monkey by @caelwynn | E | Sterling/F Player (1/1)

Picture Perfect by @kellycataclysm | E | Harvey/F Player (1/1)

Path to Mine by Spiritedknight | G | Sebastian/F Player (3/5)

Wildflower by @superpyodan | M | Abigail/Haley (1/1)

The Heart of Apologizing by @5cs-fanart-and-misc | E | Multi (1/1)

Emerald Starling by @glazedsnail | E | Shane/M Player (1/1)

baby seasons change, but people don't by @benjineedssleep | M | Multi (4/60)

Soldier On by @ababanerb | E | Multi (10/?)

Dance, Dance!! by @lipstickandsinsstuff-blog | M | Gen | (1/1)

We Don't Ever Talk About It by @lily-alphonse | E | Emily/Shane (3/3)

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"Mina is Dracula's long lost lover and Van Helsing is his archnemesis" shut the fuck up it's the exact opposite of this

Untitled Jotakak

Name: Untitled

Fandom: JoJo's Bizarre Adventure

Ship: Jotaro/Kakyoin

Status: Unpublished WIP; unedited

Notes: AU where Kakyoin lives; post Part 3/ pre Part 4

Here's the thing about heartbreak: sometimes it's gradual. It's in the days of waiting for someone to come back, in the listening for a phone call, in the wishing and pining and knowing it will never work. Heartbreak is in the growing apart, the falling away in slow motion. It's in the sudden stop.

Kakyoin took the long way home.

He lingered in the cold, mostly barren streets, pausing often to look up at the few stars he could see through the streetlights. Heavy footsteps finally found him in front of the convenience store.

Perhaps it wasn't his brightest idea, but he bought a six pack. It didn't matter what kind of beer it was, really. As long as it worked.

The cashier rang him up, a knowing smile on her face. Or maybe that was just his projection. Surely unhappiness was plain on his face. Either way, he paid and went quickly on his way.

Down to the riverbank. Someplace as in-between as he felt.

He didn't want to go home and he couldn't really keep wandering forever. Sitting in the grass, he cracked open the first beer and sipped at it. The taste was sharper than he remembered. Not unpleasant, though.

The word that had been chasing him the entire way finally started to fade: engaged. Engaged. I'm engaged. Engaged.

Of course Jotaro's tone had been almost unreadable. But there was something strange and cruel wrapped up in his announcement. Why? That wasn't the Jotaro he knew… The man who tried to hide it but was kind down to his core. The man who was shedding his delinquent facade as he grew older, becoming a better version of his old self every day.

The one he'd wait patiently by the phone for in anticipation of their weekly calls. Who he'd reschedule his life around to make sure they could meet during breaks. The man who he was planning to follow to America as soon as he was fully healed and able to go.

His best friend.

The man he loved.

He was partway through beer three when things started to sting a little less. The idea of helping Jotaro plan a wedding and giving a speech praising the new union was painful. He was giving Jotaro away.

But, so what? He took another long pull from the can. I never planned on confessing or anything. I was going to keep the boat steady. This upsets everything, though. That bastard… we had a good thing going. Why waste it on a woman? On love?

Kakyoin made a derisive sound in the back of his throat.

"A good thing"? What good thing? A long distance friendship. Eventually going to the same college together. More of the same until they died? How would that have worked? Of course Jotaro would get married and carry on the Joestar line. Stupid to think that he would die a bachelor. Stupid to think that he would consider being with a man and losing the opportunity to have kids.

Kakyoin crushed the mostly empty can, the remaining liquid at the bottom spraying out suddenly. He barely noticed, his mind still wrapped up in his own thoughts.

They could have had kids together, damn it! There had to be options! Options that would be an uphill battle to obtain. And they could never get married, not really. Their families would be so disappointed. He imagined Holly's confused, upset face and it was too much.

He let the can slip out of his grasp and held his face in his hands. He was crying freely now.

All these feelings for Jotaro were wrong. He'd always known that this was part of his life he'd never be able to live. Stuck in a place that didn't understand or approve of how he felt. It was so painful. He had hoped moving to America would make things easier. It seemed so much more free over there for people like him. Maybe he'd even find out Jotaro felt the same way, eventually.

Not now.

He had to steel himself for the days ahead. The engagement changed nothing. He was still going to America. He'd still stay by Jotaro's side no matter what. Even if it meant pushing everything he felt so far down that he could never reach it. No matter what, he owed Jotaro his life and he would repay that at any cost.

His resolve strengthened a little, Kakyoin cleaned up his empties and pushed himself to his feet. The world felt fuzzy around the edges and his steps weren't the most steady, but he managed to make it home.

Once inside his apartment he collapsed on the couch and fell into a blessedly dreamless sleep.

She’s such a diva I love her ❤️

I’m pretty sure this is the plot of Garage: Bad Dream Adventure

Me: Ugh, man, I feel awful. But not like sick. Like a little depressed maybe? So tired… I want to do something, but my eyeballs may fall out of my head if I do. My left ear hurts, too. Am I getting an ear infection?

My migraine, putting on brass knuckles: Yeah, probably an ear infection.

Someone please remind me not to write descriptions of myself when I'm depressed

Talk about an unreliable narrator jeez

I truly want that, too.

To have someone fall asleep reading one of my fics, happy and at ease

That really is the dream

my dream as a fanfic writer is for one day, one of my fics to be someones comfort fic. like the fic that they reread when they don't feel good and want to be happy. i want my words to comfort someone one day

Blank Notepad doc on my laptop

No planning outside of what my fevered brain holds

No gods

No masters

Just me and a brick of text in consolas regular

hello writers.

are we not feeling very pious today, brother lionel