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Makoto's birthday inspired so much great fanart and fanfic throughout the free!dom, it was hard to keep up with it all! If you missed any of the seriously excellent fanworks created as part of the 2013 Makoto Birthday Exchange, fear not: we'll be highlighting two works every week until each piece of art, comic, and fic has been in the spotlight.
FEATURED THIS WEEK
January 26, 2014
Green Waters – by Halcyon (Makoto/Haru)
It had always bothered Haruka that the beauty people found in water was in the fleetingly perfect moments that never quite captured the full scope of its beauty. People tended to find loveliness only in a river’s crystalline reflections of indigo skies, or the movement of a grey-silk sea in the throes of a storm. They loved white-walled waterfalls and puddles on concrete after a rainstorm. Haruka adored these things as well, but none of them quite matched how deeply he loved the dark, encompassing vastness of the sea, a place of being he loved with a sense of knowing he felt in the depth of his heart.
He loved the cerulean world that deepened in color, pressure, and comfort the further down one went. He could never quite understand why people found its silence so lonely. Perhaps he had been in the deep for too long to truly understand what life above the surface felt like, but Haruka had always felt perfectly fine being by himself. It was not necessarily something he chose, but after experiencing it for so long it had simply felt like a natural state. He had always reasoned that one did not necessarily need others to feel whole. For most of his childhood, he had been content not to see beauty and brilliance in others, but rather in the place he felt safest. People were nice to have in one’s life, sure, and he certainly loved his grandmother dearly, but he found the isolation water provided more invigorating than any one person.
That was, of course, until Makoto.
[read the full piece here]
His Voice – by Red_Shiloh (Makoto/Rei)
Rei’s always loved the deep tones of Mako’s voice. It’s the kind of voice that travels and commands attention without Mako ever having to shout (which is good because Mako never shouts). When they’re curled up on the couch together and Rei’s lying with his ear pressed against Mako’s chest, lulled into a half sleep from the steady thud of Mako’s heartbeat, Mako will laugh or make some comment about whatever they happen to be watching on TV and Rei can feel it reverberating deep inside, travelling through his own body and down to his toes. It can be in equal measures comforting and impressive, and on the rare (very rare) occasions that Mako is angry, it can be very, very intimidating.
One thing Rei never counted on, was just how damn sexy Mako’s voice can be when he’s whispering filthy strings of nothings into his ear. Rei never knew before, but Makoto can have a filthy mouth. He only ever uses it when they’re together, alone and naked, Rei twisting and aching under the sheets while Mako presses a trail of kisses down his body, worshipping every inch of him as he lets Rei know just what he plans on doing to him in explicit detail.
[read the full piece here]
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