“H-hey, Mettaton?” Tenna said. “You doing alright?” Fingertips brushed his shoulders. No static shocks teased the space between them, but Mettaton jolted away all the same. “My apologies. I’m fine.” Tenna sat on his heels, balling fists into his lap. Thank god the backstage shadows worked in his favor. Also worked against him, too, because he couldn’t tell if Mettaton glanced back. To thank him, to ask if he was okay. Maybe offer another smile, just because. In a matter of seconds, Mettaton marched off, flanked by crew members for final preparations. Talkback reached Tenna: sixty seconds until Mettaton went live. Of course. Almost showtime. No reason to pull his star performer aside and... ugh, do something dumber than whatever bullshit he pulled off. Snarling past a mouthful of static, Tenna rose and excused himself. Needed to make the rounds backstage and ensure everything ran without a hitch. You know, do his damn job in the Dark World. And not fixate on the fresh memories branded in his circuits. Easier said than done. Fucking hell, it always was.

Strip off Your Shame
#mettatenna | #deltaruined | #runicfics

★ rated E
★ 11k words
★ first time feels + dressing/undressing
★ Tenna having an existential crisis until the sexual tension is resolved

🔞 archiveofourown.org/works/79523966

“Wait a second,” Tenna said. “Did you—” “Pay my mechanic friend a visit to implement those upgrades we discussed two months ago?” Mettaton finished his question, nonchalant while examining nails he didn’t have. “Oh yes, I believe I did.” Okay, he had to bribe Alphys with an overwhelming stockpile of eroge visual novels and six dakimakura covers of questionably proportioned anime women to patch his joystick strap-on, but that was a price he was willing to pay (literally—with a credit card). Also they were overdue an in-person visit! Two birds, one stone! Absolutely worth it to see Tenna’s reaction, too. “So then,” he spoke, vibrating, “does that mean—” “Only one way to find out.” Mettaton waggled a finger. “Care to take it for a spin per our little celebration?”

Coming Attractions
#mettatenna | #deltaruined | #runicfics

★ rated E
★ 7.6k words
★ established situationship with benefits having a dressing room romp with too many mutual feels
★ Box Mettaton Fucks, and in this essay, I will-

🔞 archiveofourown.org/works/76874981

He should’ve been back in the Dreemurr’s household, warming the living room with his broadcasts. Honestly should’ve been anywhere but the local library, but it was either that or sit on the curb during trash day. At least Toriel was kind enough to drop him off before heading to work. Maybe the media lab could use a CRT TV to play VHS tapes or... something. Hell if he knew. Mostly collected dust in a corner. Cyber World wasn’t much better. An analog guy such as himself struggled to thrive in a digital landscape, but Tenna knew a thing or two about entertainment. That got his foot in the mansion door. Just, you know, needed to keep his head down. Follow orders. Make the Queen happy whenever she summoned him. Simple enough. Still. Tenna dwelled on that remark more often than not. The basement, huh? What was so dangerous down there that made it off limits?

When Everything's Made to Be Broken
#mettatenna | #deltarune | #runicfics

★ rated T
★ 1.5k words
★ canon divergence with angsty obsession
★ Tenna is donated to the library and finds solace in something that was also discard

📺 archiveofourown.org/works/76619371

“You, uh....” Her eyes drifted as she jerked a thumb out the door. “Wanna hit up my room and watch a movie?” The image on his screen face warped for a moment. “You mean... NOW?” “No, in a week.” “Oh. Well, I suppose—” “Yes, now, dumbass!” Susie grimaced and groaned. “Sorry, I... it’s been a long day. Night. Whatever. Same difference.” If that was the case, wasn’t she better off heading home to get some shut-eye instead of... wait, hold on, did she break into the school to access Castle Town?! Okay, maybe ignorance was bliss. Best not to pry about that. Still, overjoyed as Tenna was to have company, this whole scenario felt... off. This wasn’t his turf. Definitely wasn’t his usual Lightner crowd, either. Just made it that much more difficult for him to read the crowd and figure out what he could provide. The fact he couldn’t tell from a glance? Especially when he had pulled that off the other night? Yeah, something was up.

Finding a Way
#deltarune | #runicfics

★ rated T
★ 3.1k words
★ post-chapter 4 angst with a happy ending
★ Susie visits Tenna in Castle Town for an impromptu movie night
🎁 written for Kosma for the @tennaexchange.bsky.social

🦖 🌧️ archiveofourown.org/works/76401496

Listless eyes scrutinized his palm. Mettaton unfurled himself and slid a smaller hand into Tenna’s. His bare feet touched the ground. Tremors shot through Mettaton. He hissed and flailed to maintain balance. Before he toppled, Tenna gripped his hand and steadied him. “Easy there,” he murmured. “No need to rush it. Baby steps. Take it a night at a time.” Mettaton clutched Tenna’s hand like his life depended on it. The pink in his cheeks deepened in saturation. “What if it takes me forever to get it right?” “Then I guess I’ll be working forever and a day, huh?” He gave Mettaton’s hand a light squeeze. “I’m game if you are.”

Smile Like You Mean It
#mettatenna | #deltarune | #runicfics

★ rated T
★ 7.2k words
★ belated #MTTVember fic for the prompts dance + glooby
★ 5 times Mettaton is swept off his feet and 1 time Tenna is instead

🪩 archiveofourown.org/works/74816436

“I appreciate it, darling,” Mettaton said when the tears abated, “but I’m afraid I can’t fully comprehend it. The thought of anyone, let alone you, calling me marvelous? All I hear is static, I’m afraid. I... I’m sorry.” He shuddered and wished it was due to the thumb caressing him. “I am so sorry. I don’t know what is wrong with me.” This was the part where Tenna tossed up his hands, admitted defeat, and left. Who would want to bother with a lost cause? No words existed to remedy Mettaton. But Tenna didn’t leave. He stayed. And he also said— “Would it help if I SHOWED YOU?” Mettaton froze. Wait. What did he mean by that? He...? No, he couldn’t possibly imply— “Because,” he added, quieter and closer, “I’d be happy to do so.”

Handle With Care
#mettatenna | #deltaruined | #runicfics

★ rated E
★ 7.1k words
★ (belated) day 29 of kinktober (body worship)
★ Mettaton struggles with finding a body he loves. Tenna is more than willing to lend all four hands.

🔞 archiveofourown.org/works/73838221

“Do you know how incredible you are?” he said one night, admiring the view of Mettaton panting into a pillow with a hand crushed between his thighs. “Do you even realize—” Tenna’s screen flickered. He looped the same lewd clip of a human couple in a corner of a nightclub. Music drowned out the moans as neon lights outlined their sweaty bodies bucking into each other. “—you’re being WATCHED right now?” He wanted to touch him. He wanted to unplug from the wall outlet and jack into him instead. He wanted to trade wires and share ions, to accelerate every current coursing through them. He wanted to sink glass teeth into the silicone layers cushioning his legs. He wanted to show him how to best manipulate those internal nodules and stroke each socket until he was no different from a lightning rod during a storm. “I love watching you,” Tenna admitted.

What Dreams May Come
#mettatenna | #deltaruined | #runicfics

★ rated E
★ 6.4k words
★ day 17 of kinktober (service kink)
★ King Mettaton AU where Tenna ensures the king is entertained at any given moment.

🔞 archiveofourown.org/works/73387301

Mettaton stared at Tenna towering over him. He had every reason to chew him out, tell him to leave, and refuse both his assistance and apology. Maybe even call off the show and their partnership. Instead, Mettaton licked his lips and hopped onto the vanity desk. Long, bare legs dangled free—and taunted Tenna. “Ready whenever you are, darling,” he said. Beside him on the counter were two stockings. Dark, sheer fabric with a visible back seam. Left very little to the imagination. Paired with his knee-high boots and black shorts in lieu of pants... ho boy, that planted plenty of thoughts in Tenna’s mind. And now he was responsible for slipping them onto Mettaton’s legs—those gorgeous and devious legs—while keeping his cool. Oh, and wrap it up before they took to the stage. Yeah. Walk in the park. What could possibly go wrong?

Wardrobe Malfunction
#mettatenna | #deltaruined | #runicfics

★ rated E
★ 4.9k words
★ day 26 of kinktober (lingerie)
★ The clock is ticking and Mettaton still isn’t ready for their debut show together. Good thing Tenna offers to help in more ways than one.

🔞 archiveofourown.org/works/73164306

“So what are you interested in, then?” Mettaton teased. Tenna chuckled, the low sound melding with a groan. “Need to ask?” Wow, okay. Maybe they should’ve picked somewhere more secluded for this tryst, seeing that three technicians just walked by, unaware of who lingered in an alcove behind the curtains. Or waited until the credits rolled, like reasonable adults. But those red flags added fuel to his arousal. So did Tenna rocking into him (he seriously installed that attachment before going on-air? How scandalous). And Mettaton rather liked discovering this audacious side of his co-host. “You think we can finish before the commercials, darling?” he murmured. “Wanna find out, doll?”

Flash Offer
#mettatenna | #deltaruined | #runicfics

★ rated E
★ 2.3k words
★ day 22 of kinktober (quiet sex)
★ They have five minutes until they’re back on-air. Tenna doesn’t want to wait and Mettaton is not complaining one bit.

🔞 archiveofourown.org/works/72942241

“Well, when they’re out in the open?” He stepped closer. “And in MY STUDIO?” Seized the armrest, boxing Mettaton in. “During MY SHOW?!” And leaned in dangerously close, a wide grin emerging on his blank screen. “Ya better believe I’m not letting anyone stick around or come near ya. They do so much as LOOK AT YA the wrong way?” Claws dug into the upholstery. “I’LL take care of ‘em MYSELF, remind ‘em they’re NOT ALLOWED to see you perform, because they’re UNWORTHY of being in your presence. Not with THAT attitude.” Mettaton blinked and raised an eyebrow. “Oh, so you know what’s best for me then? What was your plan all along? To keep me to yourself? Never allow anyone else to have me but you?” He scoffed. “Quit being jealous, darling; green isn’t a color that suits you.” The shaky train of thought crumbled. His face returned, aghast and speechless. “Wait. You....” Mettaton’s stern expression faded. “You’re not...?” Both antennas went ramrod straight. Tenna willed himself to move away, yet not a gear twitched. Mettaton held his stare. Another moment, and realization glimmered in that eye, accompanied by a gasp, a grin. “You are jealous,” he said.

Playing Favorites
#mettatenna | #deltaruined | #runicfics

★ rated E
★ 7.3k words
★ day 14 of kinktober (possessive sex)
★ Tenna's Totally Absolutely Normal after seeing fans get too bold around Mettaton (spoiler: no he's not; it should've been him actually)

🔞 archiveofourown.org/works/72789896

Thankfully, she smiled and humored his question, unaware of his attention darting elsewhere. Most folks couldn’t tell where Tenna’s line of sight shot to, thanks to his screen forgoing visible eyes. He aimed himself at the guest couch, sure, but he focused on what was under his desk. Because it wasn’t something that jostled him a second ago. It was someone. And Mettaton knelt before him, closing a trapdoor typically used for his musical performances, and winked. What the FUCK do ya think you’re doing?!

Closed-Circuit
#mettatenna | #deltaruined | #runicfics

★ rated E
★ 3.1k words
★ day 10 of kinktober (oral sex)
★ Kinda tough to give a live interview when someone's under the desk.

🔞 archiveofourown.org/works/72237756

Gloved hands skimmed over kneecaps. Barely a touch, and Tenna parted his legs. Mettaton’s mouth twitched. Someone was eager, restraints be damned. He averted his shy gaze, torn between elation and embarrassment. Nerves getting the best of him, honestly; having a single audience member evoked more stage fright than a sold-out performance. Regardless, Mettaton slid his hands up each leg, taking his time to appreciate the warmth, the way the fabric puckered, the fact that Tenna did absolutely nothing in response to the advances. “Can you feel that?” he asked, still avoiding his screen. Tenna blew out a breath. “It’s muted, but... y-yeah.” Moistening his lips, Mettaton trailed across the front of his pants, yet never reached the center. “And that?” “And that.” Huh. Certainly didn’t look or feel like that was the case. Interesting. Exciting, even.

Null and Void
#mettatenna | #deltaruined | #runicfics

★ rated E
★ 6.6k words
★ day 7 of kinktober (chastity)
★ There’s more to becoming a TV World co-host than simply signing twenty NDAs

🔞 archiveofourown.org/works/72059586
🎂 happy bday @vampalaurels.bsky.social

The movie, for all intents and purposes, wasn’t anything scandalous. More of a slow burn, really. Tons of pining and fleeting touches and lingering stares to drive any old-school romantic insane. It provoked Mettaton to yell, “JUST KISS ALREADY!” six times. Once the credits rolled, Tenna readied five other channels for their next feature. Mettaton kept him on his toes. Best to be prepared. Except not that night. No, he never reached for the remote control to browse his options. Mettaton simply lounged in bed, avoiding the television screen. And he threw Tenna a different kind of plot twist.

Ten Out of Twelve
#mettatenna | #deltaruined | #runicfics

★ rated E
★ 2.3k words
★ day 4 of kinktober (voyeurism)
★ After back-to-back broadcasts to keep his new Lightner entertained, Tenna finally gets a break—and watches Mettaton perform instead.

🔞 archiveofourown.org/works/71854746

A quick taste did little, if anything, to sate Tenna. Oh no. What started as a one-night special escalated into a serialized event. And this? This was now a thing, a habit he developed, teetering dangerously close to the likes of addiction. Just hearing the distinct click of Mettaton’s heels against the polished stage overwhelmed his capacitor, begging for release. So yeah. Definitely not a sensation easily dismissed. And he succumbed to the wanton whispers without fail, again and again. Mettaton soaked up the spotlight, and Tenna admired him in the sweep distance, the spectacle alone enough to get him off. Sure would’ve been real nice if it stayed that way.

The Mess You’ve Made
#mettatenna | #deltaruined | #runicfics

★ rated E
★ 3.7k words
★ day 1 of kinktober (masturbation)
★ Tenna tries to restrain himself while watching Mettaton’s stage performances. It goes as well as one would expect

🔞 archiveofourown.org/works/71648581

“So whaddya say, hmm?” Tenna knelt to his level and extended the microphone. His voice snapped Mettaton out of his reverie, but it was the hand melting into his back that inundated him with lovely shivers. What was Tenna talking about? Hell if he knew. Didn’t help when someone was drawing lazy circles into him. Curse that thumb stroking the exposed patch between his leather shorts and crop top. While they were live, too. Mettaton swallowed a scream. You outrageous cad. How dare you. But instead of saying that (or relocating Tenna’s thumb beneath his shorts or into his mouth), he went with, “I’d say you don’t need me to answer that, Mr. Tenna. You already know what I want.” One antenna twitched. So did his lips. “Is that so?”

Takes a Sip of Your Soul
#mettatenna | #deltarune | #runicfics

🔞 rated E
💕 chapter 2 - 10k words
💕 established relationship + spicing up the sex life
💕 Mettaton pays Tenna a visit after the show to pick up where they left off

🔞 archiveofourown.org/works/686872...

Dead Air runicmagitek Summary: “Don’t let ME derail ya any more than I already have.” But Susie chuckled and plopped down beside him. “Yeah, well, we’ve got some time to kill.” Trembles inundated him. The one broken antenna, held together by duct tape and a prayer, twitched and ached. Then why the hell are ya spending it with ME? Tenna almost asked. The fighting is over, but Tenna is still battling his inner demons. And when Susie checks in with him, he wonders why she bothered saving someone like him.

Dead Air
#deltarune | #runicfics

❄️ rated T
❄️ 2.2k words
❄️ angst with a happy ending
❄️ missing scene post-[SPOILERS] in ch 3
❄️ Tenna talks with Susie after everything she's done for him

💕 archiveofourown.org/works/69610066

Takes a Sip of Your Soul runicmagitek Summary: Besides, Mettaton’s body in the Dark World evolved into something mechanical for a reason; he wanted to be as intimate with Tenna as possible. And Tenna gladly indulged him nearly every night, talking Mettaton through each step like they blocked a stage performance until it came naturally to him (which it did. A lot. Tenna made sure of that). The one negative to being a robot, though? No reason for reproductive organs. Well, not like most monsters. Which... made sense... but also. He would’ve killed for a chance to have Tenna blow out his circuits and his back. And when Mettaton remembered Tenna’s Dark World appearance changing whenever he adorned his knobs with stickers or his antenna with a hair accessory? He somehow didn’t explode onstage during a musical number. So yeah. There he was. Sitting in the public library’s computer lab. Browsing for a potential dick candidate. Just a typical Tuesday afternoon. Months after they met, Tenna has done so much to improve Mettaton’s life. And Mettaton intends to show his gratitude in the most salacious way possible.

Takes a Sip of Your Soul
#mettatenna | #deltarune | #runicfics

🔞 rated E
💕 chapter 1 - 7.1k words
💕 established relationship + spicing up the sex life
💕 Mettaton gets REAL FUCKING CREATIVE with transferring things to the Dark World

🎂 also it's my bday smut
🎂 archiveofourown.org/works/686872...

Room for One More runicmagitek Summary: “So you’re suggesting,” Kain pressed on, “we spend the night together?” “Correct.” “The three of us?” “Of course.” He jabbed a finger past him. “In that thing?!” They all eyed the narrow bed frame in Cecil’s quarters. It was suitable for a child. As for three grown adults? Doubtful. “We have slept in worse conditions—” Kain just wants to sleep, but he also wants the two childhood friends he’s currently sharing a bed with.

Room for One More
#barontrio | #ffiv | #runicfics

★ rated E 🔞
★ 5.3k words
★ missing scene smut
★ angsty unresolved tension gets very, VERY resolved
★ Kain just wants to sleep, but SOMEONE is making that hard (hehe)

★ archiveofourown.org/works/65339242

“So,” he began after a bout of silence, “I don’t know if you’ve got anywhere to go, but you’re welcome to tag along with us, even for the night.” Us being the Firelights, no doubt. Or what was left of them. Jinx hugged her legs, perching a chin upon her knees. A part of her wanted to tell him she wasn’t some charity case to take pity on, but she would’ve been lying if she claimed to have somewhere to go. Because Jinx torched every semblance of home before returning to her hideout, where she intended to go out with a bang. Literally. Now even that was gone. Fucking hell. But Ekko wasn’t, surprisingly enough. And he gingerly took her hand and led Jinx to his own hideout.

Hereafter

#timebomb | #arcane | #runicfics
🌸 rated T | 1k words
🌸 after the battle, Jinx does more than survive—she lives

🌸 archiveofourown.org/works/64535413

“Mommy! Mommy!” She bolted to the bedside. “Can I tell you more now?!” Rubbing her eyes open, Ifalna cracked a small smile. “Certainly.” Aerith inhaled deeply and told her story: about a magical girl who ran away from home and all the friends she met along the way. It mirrored her usual make-believe sessions, but with a captive audience, Aerith cranked up the melodrama. Her shameless performance elicited laughter and applause. Ifalna’s lips widened, as bright as the vibrant walls. “You’re quite the budding actress, Aerith,” she said. “I loved it.”

Once More (With Feeling)

#aerith | #ffvii | #runicfics
🎭 rated T | 2.8k words
🎭 a character study on Aerith as a theater kid and how it impacts her relationships over time

🎭 archiveofourown.org/works/63799627

“I don’t care about what everyone else wants, Silas,” she growled. “I’ve waited so long to have this. That’s all I’ve wanted. And I am not interested in waiting until our wedding night or waiting another minute, let alone years, so don’t you dare deny me of—” A bruising kiss smothered the words. Silas steadied himself—one hand at the juncture of her neck and jaw while the other braced against the vanity desk—and refused to pry away until she moaned and trembled. “Is that an order, My Queen?” he groaned, ghosting her lips. Her pupils dilated. Only a delicate ring of crimson within pitch-black remained, blown out by lust. “If it means you’ll fuck me like you should have during that celebration ten years ago? Then yes. Yes, it is.”

Someone to Lean On: Chapter 8

#corlas | #fe14 | #runicfics
🔞 rated E | 7.8k words
🔞 well, it took them ten years, but lemme tell ya - they fuckin'
🎂 finally wrapping up this bday gift fic for @pastafrutti.bsky.social (bless you for being patient)

🔞 archiveofourown.org/works/555830...

Color Study by runicmagitek. Summary: “I don’t want a tattoo!” Ekko gestured out the dingy window to his business. “I need to tell her to cut the shit with my shop! That’s it! Can’t you just pass along the memo?!” She raised an eyebrow, scanning him from head to toe. “Like I said—if you want anything from Jinx, even a hot minute alone with her, then book an appointment. Time is money, kid.” She jerked her head towards Firelights. “You should know that, right?” Yup. He sure did. Which was why Ekko agreed to a four-hour tattoo session with the renowned owner in five weeks. Someone is vandalizing the exterior of Ekko’s shop, which has an uncanny resemblance to the aesthetics of a nearby tattoo parlor. Now it’s just a matter of confronting the owner. Easy enough. What could possibly go wrong?

Color Study

#timebomb | #arcane | #runicfics
💐 rated T | 3.1k words
🎨 florist!Ekko and tattoo artist!Jinx AU

For the Timebomb Server Exchange!

😁 archiveofourown.org/works/63307045

Time and Time Again by runicmagitek. Summary: Dear Powder, it said. Meet me at the arcade by noon for a special surprise. Love, Vi. First off? Violet already had plans until sundown helping Vander with odd jobs. And if she did have a moment to spare, Violet wouldn’t have informed her kid sister via a written letter left on the doormat. Second off? She did not sign anything like that. Too mushy for a tough girl such as herself. No sense in putting her street cred on the line. And third? Ekko was a terrible liar. A special someone has a surprise for Powder. Not just as kids, but always.

Time and Time Again

#timebomb | #arcane | #runicfics
🎯 rated G | 1.5k words
💐 for day 8 of #timebombweek2025

Happy Valentine's Day and thank you all for the timebomb goodness!!

🧸 archiveofourown.org/works/63062686

Absence Makes the Heart Grow Fonder by runicmagitek. Summary: The mannequins she fought a second ago littered the area, slumped and motionless. She punted one off the edge to confirm that yes, they were busted. Even the creature containing Vander’s consciousness didn’t respond to her taunts. Did we win? Another realization struck Jinx, hard enough to render her breathless. Wait. Where’s Ekko? Jinx survives the final battle and learns to move on, even if Ekko isn’t there.

Absence Makes the Heart Grow Fonder

#timebomb | #arcane | #runicfics
🌳 rated T | 2.4k words
🧥 for day 7 of #timebombweek2025

in which Jinx survives and Ekko is nowhere to be found.

🎨 archiveofourown.org/works/63029332

Wicked Games by runicmagitek. Summary: “What’s wrong?” Jinx wheezed out, thankful the pressure lifted from her throat. “Can’t concentrate?” Despite that mask blocking his expression, she swore he glared holes into her head. “Can’t decide—” She trailed fingers down his chest and he never stopped her. “—if you want to kill me—” Dipping below his belt, Jinx traced the length of his cock straining for attention. “—or fuck me?” Jinx decides to mix business with pleasure, so to speak. To her delight, Ekko doesn’t mind one bit.

Wicked Games

#timebomb | #arcane | #runicfics
🔞 rated E | 1.1k words
🔞 for day 6 of #timebombweek2025

bc why would I write anything but smut for the prompt "enemies with benefits"?

🔞 archiveofourown.org/works/63000178

Falling Into Step by runicmagitek. Summary: Ekko stole another baked scallop before fastening the lower portion of his mask, then approached the dance floor. People glided across polished marble, akin to automatons spinning in a music box. A bit predictable for his tastes, but that had its perks. After swapping a few partners, he could flee. Then when twenty different people next week asked about the masquerade, he’d have something to talk about. By the third and final partner, Ekko found more than a discussion topic. He found a reason to stay. Five years after the battle, Ekko bumps into the last person he expects to see at a masquerade.

Falling Into Step

#timebomb | #arcane | #runicfics
🎭 rated T | 2.4k words
💃 for day 5 of #timebombweek2025

Had to use the alt prompt "masquerades" for something!

🌌 archiveofourown.org/works/62974015

Finding Your Way Home by runicmagitek. Summary: Back when they fought for their freedom—when he almost lost her for good—she fled the city. Not before Ekko said she was always welcome in Zaun, or at least the Firelights’ base of operations. Even if she was only passing by, he wouldn’t say no to her company for a night or two. To his delight, Jinx humored his offer. And throughout the years, Ekko came home to her curled up in his bed, out cold and content and still alive. That night was no different. Jinx pays Ekko a visit in between her travels.

Finding Your Way Home

#timebomb | #arcane | #runicfics
🛏️ rated T | 1.3k words
☕ for day 4 of #timebombweek2025

Some post-canon domestic fluff bc they deserve it!

🧇 archiveofourown.org/works/62942821

To Have and to Hold by runicmagitek. Summary: As Jinx ascended the disheveled stairs, skipping every other step, she braced for an unlikely confrontation with her older sister. Good news? Vi was nowhere to be found. Bad news? Someone else was present. After surviving the battle, Jinx seeks solace before making her next move, only to find the one who saved her life mourning her death.

To Have and to Hold

#timebomb | #arcane | #runicfics
🏮 rated T | 3.8k words
☁️ for day 3 of #timebombweek2025

In which I take THE most convoluted scenic route to this beach day, but I promise it's there!

🏖️ archiveofourown.org/works/62911921

Laughing at the Top (Like They Can’t See the Bottom) by runicmagitek. Summary: “Are you all ready to rock?!” Goosebumps flooded Ekko. People whooped and hollered. As for the guitarist, scanning the vicinity with a hand over their hidden eyes, that did not suffice. “I said—” The microphone crushed against painted lips. “—are you fucking ready to rock?!” Their reply rattled The Last Drop’s foundations. Even Ekko sat a little taller, his sights glued to that spitfire of a frontman. No, scratch that. Frontwoman. Competition is fierce during Zaun’s Battle of the Bands, especially when a rival singer-guitarist gives Ekko a run for his prize pool money.

Laughing at the Top (Like They Can’t See the Bottom)

#timebomb | #arcane | #runicfics
🎙️ rated T | 3.4k words
🎸 for day 1 of #timebombweek2025

Kicking this event off with some battle of the bands rivalry-turned-something more >:3c

🎶 archiveofourown.org/works/62851666

“Like—” He moistened his lips while unsnarling his thoughts. “All I’ve ever wanted was for you to be happy, Corrin. Since we were kids, since we were separated, since we reunited. I became a knight with the ridiculous hopes of seeing you once more. And I came back—” Silas stepped towards her. Just one step. Any closer and he didn’t trust himself to behave. “—for the same exact reason. My only fear is that I somehow disappoint you with this... arrangement.” She held his gaze while her tail thumped against the floor. “We’ll be seeing a lot of each other now.” “I sure hope so.”

Someone to Lean On: Chapter 7

#corlas | #fe14 | #runicfics
💖 rated E | 6k words
💖 Silas reunites with Corrin after five years apart
🎁 a very belated bday gift for @pastafrutti.bsky.social

🪞 archiveofourown.org/works/555830...