As the precursors’ hold on Newt’s mind grows, they crash Newt’s evening with Hermann to see whether he will be able to spot the difference. Newt can only watch his boyfriend and his body interact, knowing this test cannot possibly end in a way that won’t hurt a whole lot. Pre-Uprising.
Drinking too much champagne, in a club that’s too loud, lounging with a pack of idiot animals, Newt muses about the complicated love that might well be killing him.
Along the side of her neck vibrant blood was seeping from a deep gash. Her fierce jaw was clenched, her sharp teeth bared in an electric turquoise grin: blood seeped through the cracks between her teeth, dripped viscous down onto the floor. Her gaze was fell and wrathful, and she drove terror like a sword into Hermann’s heart as she slowly blinked her glowing eyes at him.
Chapter seven: monsters, aggressive plants, and emotional terrorism.
The chapter count has gone up once more, as this one particular segment of the fic has turned into a beast of truly ungodly length — though in my defense, it’s one of my absolute favorite parts! Hope you guys enjoy 😀
Drinking too much champagne, in club that’s too loud, lounging with a pack of idiot animals, Newt muses about the complicated love that might well be killing him.
I am obsessed with the neck touch in @idonotbitemythumbatyou‘s fic, In An Effort(etc), so here’s an attempt to capture that gorgeous moment while also learning to draw.
Of all the universes they could have had, this was theirs: A Newton Geiszler shaped thing trussed up in a cell, and Hermann Gottlieb desperate and unable to give up hope. . To save Newton’s life, Hermann is driven to tinker with the very handwriting of god.
Title: Research and Development (read on AO3) Author: Berlynn Wohl Rating: Explicit (eventually) Pairing: Newton Geiszler/Hermann Gottlieb Word count: 1751 so far, eventually 25000 or so
Uprising? I don’t know her. This is a post-kaiju fic
where Newt and Hermann get everything they deserve for having saved the
world: posh digs, dream jobs, and each other.
This fic is complete, but it is being posted in installments, one or two chapters at a time, every Tuesday and Thursday.
Of all the universes they could have had, this was theirs: A Newton Geiszler shaped thing trussed up in a cell, and Hermann Gottlieb desperate and unable to give up hope. . To save Newton’s life, Hermann is driven to tinker with the very handwriting of god.
Avelera 