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crack_van2009-11-30 01:43 pm
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Rekindle All Your Dreams by Jaune Chat (NC-17)
Fandom: HEROES
Pairing: Sylar/Luke Campbell
Length: 9,562
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
jaune_chat
Author Website: Fic List
Why this must be read: If you're going to read one bloodplay/knifeplay fic, in any fandom, ever - this is it. It's basically perfection. The way it builds and just brings you deeper and deeper into the play and the relationship... It's weird that this fic should be heartwarming but it is, and it's intense and captivating how the pair grows more and more dependent on each other. One of the things that really grabbed my attention was the visual of the scars looking flattering on the body, it's not just hurting, it's an actual permanent body modification that really means something to the people involved. The sadism/masochism theme in this is just plain beautiful.
One of the best Luke/Sylar fics out there.
He did. Sylar noticed Luke more now, paid more attention to him, and virtually stared at him when Luke came out of the shower without his shirt. But when the clean cut started to heal after a few days, and Luke wasn’t in pain any longer, Sylar’s attention wavered, going back to his usual indifference. He no longer let Luke pick their route, radio station, or food, and even stopped talking to him for long periods, seemingly absorbed in his own thoughts. In the past, such silences had always been quickly followed by Sylar leaving Luke behind.
That was when the idea first crossed Luke’s mind. He only debated with himself for about fifteen minutes about whether or not he was going to do it; most of that time spent wondering how the hell he was going to ask. Because he wasn’t going to do it to himself; Sylar liked to have control. And if Sylar had that control, if Luke gave it to him, then he wouldn’t forget, wouldn’t leave Luke behind again. That gave Luke hope. That was something he hadn’t had in a long time.
He waited until early morning, until Sylar was done shaving, but before he’d put everything away. Biting his lip to still the fluttering in his stomach, Luke darted into the bathroom and put his hand over the straight razor.
Before Sylar could shove him aside, Luke quickly said, “I want you to do it again.”
Rekindle All Your Dreams
Pairing: Sylar/Luke Campbell
Length: 9,562
Author on LJ:
jaune_chat Author Website: Fic List
Why this must be read: If you're going to read one bloodplay/knifeplay fic, in any fandom, ever - this is it. It's basically perfection. The way it builds and just brings you deeper and deeper into the play and the relationship... It's weird that this fic should be heartwarming but it is, and it's intense and captivating how the pair grows more and more dependent on each other. One of the things that really grabbed my attention was the visual of the scars looking flattering on the body, it's not just hurting, it's an actual permanent body modification that really means something to the people involved. The sadism/masochism theme in this is just plain beautiful.
One of the best Luke/Sylar fics out there.
He did. Sylar noticed Luke more now, paid more attention to him, and virtually stared at him when Luke came out of the shower without his shirt. But when the clean cut started to heal after a few days, and Luke wasn’t in pain any longer, Sylar’s attention wavered, going back to his usual indifference. He no longer let Luke pick their route, radio station, or food, and even stopped talking to him for long periods, seemingly absorbed in his own thoughts. In the past, such silences had always been quickly followed by Sylar leaving Luke behind.
That was when the idea first crossed Luke’s mind. He only debated with himself for about fifteen minutes about whether or not he was going to do it; most of that time spent wondering how the hell he was going to ask. Because he wasn’t going to do it to himself; Sylar liked to have control. And if Sylar had that control, if Luke gave it to him, then he wouldn’t forget, wouldn’t leave Luke behind again. That gave Luke hope. That was something he hadn’t had in a long time.
He waited until early morning, until Sylar was done shaving, but before he’d put everything away. Biting his lip to still the fluttering in his stomach, Luke darted into the bathroom and put his hand over the straight razor.
Before Sylar could shove him aside, Luke quickly said, “I want you to do it again.”
Rekindle All Your Dreams
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