The Best Thing I’ve Ever Seen On Screaming Meals

Coming here…gave me meaning again.

my love. just a small fic of Fedyor and Ivan, my beloved heartrender husbands.

warnings for the fic: none, small spoilers for the show

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"Do you think it's really her? The Sun Summoner?" Fedyor scurries after Ivan, when the man leaves the General's tent.

Ivan looks at the heartrender for a second, then continues to march toward the black carriage.

"I don't know and I don't care. We have orders to bring her to the Little Palace."

Fedyor doesn't loose his childish enthusiasm and smile at Ivan's brooding mood. He keeps pace with his partner.

"Well, I think it's her. I hope it's her."

"Hope is a dangerous thing, Fedyor." Ivan warns him.

He doesn't want his partner to be disappointed, if the young woman turns out to be a fraud. Even though they've seen what she can do in the tent, Ivan has his doubts.

The younger man turns to look at him, walking backwards to keep pace with the ophrichniki. A wide smile on his face.

"Oh, cheer up, my love. If General Kirigan believes she is the Sun Summoner, then so do I."

Fedyor almost trips in his kefta, but Ivan catches his arm and keeps him up. He turns the man around, to walk properly. Fedyor's heart thrums in his chest and Ivan smiles for a second then lets his hand go.

"Fine. If that makes you happy, so be it." He says with a monotone voice, his expression changing back to brooding.

Fedyor nods, a bright smile on his face and he marches forward to stop at the carriage. Ivan looks at the man's back and smiles to himself, shaking his head. His partner does need to be more careful, but saints, if he didn't love him for his enthusiasm.

tags: @seldomabsent , @heartrender-husbands (send an ask/reply if you want to be tagged in future fics)

“’…In sadness, cousin, I do love a woman.’ For a moment, I forgot which line of mine followed. We stared at each other, and the crowd faded around us into indistinct shadow and set dressing. With a jolt I remembered my words, but not quite the right ones. ‘Be ruled by me,’ I said, a few lines too soon. 'Forget to think of her.’”

— If We Were Villains by M.L. Rio (ACT III, Scene 18)

My two only brain cells when Peter comes on screen :

Ivan x Fedyor

(for Leslie & Jordy - Captains of the Fivan ship)

“Are you sure you’re not injured anywhere else?” Ivan presses, his eyes scanning Fedyor’s body as if he can sense a hidden injury.

Fedyor rolls his eyes but does wince when he strains his wound. He presses the bruise on his side where the bullet struck his Kefta, thanking the Saints once again that the Fabrikator’s made them bulletproof. Damn Fjerdans. “Stop fussing. You’d know if I had worse than this.” He reminds the Heartrender next to him.

“I thought... for a second there I thought that you’d... well it didn’t look good.” Ivan manages to mutter, looking down at his hands and brushing away a piece of invisible lint on his sleeve.

Fedyor allows his expression to soften. “Hey...” He says softly. “Look at me.” He grips Ivan’s chin between his finger and his thumb forcing the other man to meet his eyes. “I’m okay, Ivan.” Fedyor tells him with a nod of reassurance.

Ivan meets his gaze and finally nods along with him, seeming to accept that the younger man in front of him truly is okay. Unable to tear his face from the brown eyes in front of him, Ivan allows himself to inch closer a millimetre, the world outside their tent disappearing. “I don’t know what I would do if... if something happened to you, Solnishko.” He stroked a thumb over Fedyor’s cheek.

Fedyor flushes slightly at the nickname but moves to cup Ivan’s face with his hand fully. “You’ll have to stop calling me that when the Sun Summoner is around.” He teases as an attempt to lighten the mood.

Ivan just shakes his head stubbornly. “No.” He states. “You were my little sunshine first. You will be my little sunshine last.”

The younger man smiles softly, his eyes glimmering with unspent tears. Fedyor does the only thing he can think of - he leans forward and presses his lips against Ivan’s softly, caressing his cheek with his hand and pouring his devotion into his partners waiting mouth. “Big softie.” He whispers when they part, for heads pressed together.

“Only for you, Solnishko.” Ivan responds, before raising both hands and pulling Fedyor back to his lips, fully immersing himself in his partners heartbeat.

The pair fall asleep in each other’s arms, the gentle lull of their heartbeats offering a soft melody to distract from the chaos that the Sun Summoner had brought into their world. Tomorrow, they’d be fighters again; officers in the Second Army and protectors of the Sun Saint. But for tonight, they would allow themselves to be nothing but in love with the other; two Heartrenders whose hearts beat only for each other.

Words to describe facial expressions

Absent: preoccupied 

Agonized: as if in pain or tormented

Alluring: attractive, in the sense of arousing desire

Appealing: attractive, in the sense of encouraging goodwill and/or interest

Beatific: blissful

Black: angry or sad, or hostile

Bleak: hopeless

Blinking: surprise, or lack of concern

Blithe: carefree, lighthearted, or heedlessly indifferent

Brooding: anxious and gloomy

Bug eyed: frightened or surprised

Chagrined: humiliated or disappointed

Cheeky: cocky, insolent

Cheerless: sad

Choleric: hot-tempered, irate

Darkly: with depressed or malevolent feelings

Deadpan: expressionless, to conceal emotion or heighten humor

Despondent: depressed or discouraged

Doleful: sad or afflicted

Dour: stern or obstinate

Dreamy: distracted by daydreaming or fantasizing

Ecstatic: delighted or entranced

Faint: cowardly, weak, or barely perceptible

Fixed: concentrated or immobile

Gazing: staring intently

Glancing: staring briefly as if curious but evasive

Glazed: expressionless due to fatigue or confusion

Grim: fatalistic or pessimistic

Grave: serious, expressing emotion due to loss or sadness

Haunted: frightened, worried, or guilty

Hopeless: depressed by a lack of encouragement or optimism

Hostile: aggressively angry, intimidating, or resistant

Hunted: tense as if worried about pursuit

Jeering: insulting or mocking

Languid: lazy or weak

Leering: sexually suggestive

Mild: easygoing

Mischievous: annoyingly or maliciously playful

Pained: affected with discomfort or pain

Peering: with curiosity or suspicion

Peeved: annoyed

Pleading: seeking apology or assistance

Quizzical: questioning or confused

Radiant: bright, happy

Sanguine: bloodthirsty, confident

Sardonic: mocking

Sour: unpleasant

Sullen: resentful

Vacant: blank or stupid looking

Wan: pale, sickly

Wary: cautious or cunning

Wide eyed: frightened or surprised

Withering: devastating

Wrathful: indignant or vengeful

Wry: twisted or crooked to express cleverness or a dark or ironic feeling

sewis and a few of my favorite moments of their shared career

1. “don’t let off, i need you fighting with me next year.” “i promise.” 2. “what was the turning point in your relationship with lewis? “maybe baku 2017.” 3. “he drove a nice race, put me under a lot of pressure and i really enjoyed that. we share great respect amongst each other.” 4. “we’re witnessing you making history.” 5. “lewis is the greatest of our era.” 

Wait what? We were supposed to get dadneto in apocalypse!? WHAT

YES WE WERE, EVAN CONFIRMED IT

INTERVIEWER: Your character has some sort of objective that he, you think he's gonna carry it through but he doesn't quite get to do it, he chooses not do, so were you surprised by that choice?

Evan: Yeah. Yeah, initially we had him doing it and then Singer thought 'what the hell, I wouldn't do that' and I thought, you know, I guess it certainly makes him more enigmatic and I thought it was an interesting choice and you know, it's, you kind of, you look around and you're like, 'Jesus, like, this guy is a mess, do I really want him to know that I'm his son?', like I don't know, so I think he's saving it for later when maybe things calm down and he could decide whether or not Erik is a good guy or bad guy and whether he wants him to know and have him in his life as his father. I think he's s sort of waiting around for that, which is unfortunate because it would be nice to have a father, you know, especially one who can control metal