You were good at moving on. Constantly adapting and evolving with each new life and new environment, always wondering which one will be your last. The feeling clawed inside you like a trapped bird, ready to spread its wings. Until you arrived in Zaun and fell under the gaze of a certain man with mismatched eyes and an...
You saved his life; he saved your hand. (aka Physical Therapy: the slow burn) #1 in Silco and SilcoxReader! :D Thanks! And new highest rank: #3 out of 70k slowburn fics?? Thanks so much! [More tags: silco/f!reader; no use of y/n; explicit; touch-starved chars; slow burn; themes of D/s; boss/employee relationship] (Slo...
Have you ever forgotten yourself? Your brain searching into overtime, trying to make sense of everything at once like a broken computer, and not finding a thing. Like everything you once knew was behind lock and key. Would you ever remember those things? Or are they meant to be lost forever in the void of your subcon...
It has been years since Silco, Vander and (Y/N) split up. When Silco searches for his old friend again, asking them to help him teach a child he had recently taken in their 'explosive' craft, their feelings for him are reignited. The question remains if he burns for them just as bright as they do. COMPLETED AS OF 9/5...
Vander has fallen. The new head of Zaun is called Silco. Busy with your little hospital full of shimmer addicts you hardly have time to care about politics. At least until an unexpectedly powerful visitor knocks on your door and demands that you resign from your job as a good Samaritan. However, your past has taught y...
