31 Mar 2015
17:02
a/n; fluff???? what is fluff????? decent writing????? what is decent writing???? aka I gave up and wrote this in ten minutes im sorry, ill try again when I feel better (also if anyone wants to send me prompts please do)
title; 12
pairings; smornby
warnings; none
word count; 898
summary; not everyone says ‘I love you’ as quick as the next person
It’s somewhere between the fourth and eight month that Alex starts saying it (‘I love you’). He doesn’t make it a big deal (there are no flowers leading up to the bed and no candles to light up the apartment; nothing obviously romantic), he just lets it slip out with bright eyes and an even brighter smile and so much love in his touches that Ross can’t help but believe him.
(He doesn’t say it back).
16 Mar 2015
15:19
a/n; don’t expect too much fluff??? hopefully enjoyable
title; spring
pairings; smornby, tross
warnings; character in coma (nothing graphic though)
word count; 2689
summary; grief is merely a process to allow us to let go of the things that were and be ready for the things that are to come. (or: ross learns to let go and move on but not to forget).
Grief has five stages (denial, anger, bargaining, depression and acceptance).
11 Mar 2015
16:31
a/n; look at this, it’s another classics au (what asurprise). anyway yeah, I really like writing this kind of au; so here is another one. hopefully enjoyable?
title; ducunt fate volentem (nolentem trahunt)
pairings; smornby
warnings; death, violence, nonconsensual kissing (it’s like barely there really but just to be sure)
word count; 3179
summary; ross is a roman general who comes across the fallen greek alexandros on the battle field. not killing him is the first thing he does to surprise alexandros, but it’s not the last.
The clouds above him are gathering.
Alexandros looks up, watches them spell out a fate which they (he) cannot escape and fears for his life. His fingers tremble and he grips the dagger in his hand tighter to steady them. The steel digs into the flesh of his palm and he feels trickles of blood sliding down his wrist.
The gods have forsaken them and without them Alexandros thinks (knows) they might not survive.
Alexandros raises his bloody hand and salutes the sky.
05 Mar 2015
14:24
a/n; do u ever write something where ur like wtf didI just write? because this is that for me tbh??? don’t expect anything too good here lmao
title; feels more like
pairings; smornby
word count; 606
warnings; drugs
The first time Ross meets Alex, he’s all sharp teeth and wide grins. He holds a baseball bat in one hand and a ball in the other; he looks like he’s going to war.
21 Feb 2015
21:52
a/n; classics au, this isn’t referring to any specific event tbh. but yeah idk hopefully this is ok (I just wanted to write a little thing while I plan out my sorta better (maybe) probably classics area au yeah). also its not even heavily smornby but it’s there !! and ofc alexandros is smith // and idk I couldn’t really find a good roman version of ross’ name so I just left that alonetitle; rome burns
pairings; smornby
word count; 3307
warnings; deathsummary; classics au; ross meets alexandros. and that should have been the end of it (but it wasn’t)
Rome burns the day Ross leaves.
15 Feb 2015
09:29
a/n; basically summary of this part is kinda like; mistakes can sometimes be fixed and all that. anyway hopefully it’s enjoyable. there’s also like talk about death (but no actual death) but just so u know
title; 50% (2/2)
pairings; smornby, troffy, hatsome
word count; 3402
Ross thinks somewhere some kind of entity is laughing at his situation. Somewhere (somehow) a god is peering down from a mountain and ruining his life (turning it to ash by lighting it on fire with wrongly placed desires and poor choices). Somewhere a god is turning his despair (his confusion, his anger, his love) into toxic gas and filtering it out into the air (gods don’t need to breath).
12 Feb 2015
16:52
a/n; kind of running with the whole thing where your world becomes color when you meet your soulmate but also kinda not ??? it’s kinda weird I guess, but hopefully kind of ok?
title; 50% (½)
pairings; smornby (currently)
word count; 3725
It is like the transition between a world filled with only black, white and grey (somber, lonely, lost) to a world full of neon colors (alive, breathing, real) is halted somewhere in the middle. Ross feels better, more complete than before, even if he’s solely running on adrenaline. He can feel the change in his bones, but the world around him is a weird mix of flat colors and the occasional blotch of grey.
