Seto is barely keeping his head above water in a world ruled by prejudice and loneliness. He sees no light at the end of the tunnel and the walls are closing in, but can seven orphans teach him that he doesn't need to be engaged in a neglectful relationship to feel loved?
A/N: Oh my gosh; a new AU. Finally. Not like it took me three months to do that. Ah well. So! First order of business! This is actually going to be the first chaptered fic that I will have ever uploaded to any of my accounts, as well as the first fanfiction of mine that possesses a proper timeline (which was a bitch to make, by the way). The upload schedule for this SHOULD be once every other week, specifically Saturdays. That, of course, is dependent upon whether Writer’s Block will decide to fuck me up the ass while I write this, as well as any other complications that might pop up. But, yeah, now that that’s all done with; I hope you enjoy this fanfiction! A ton of thought and planning has gone into it, so I hope it’s worth it! This fic takes place in Minecraft, (shocker, I know) and, no, the timeline is not in any way reflective of real life.
Thank you to my wonderful bae for helping me revise this! Love you, dear!
And as always on this site, italics don't work, so if you do want the full experience or whatever, I recommend going to my AO3, FF.net account, or Tumblr.
Elliot's partner was his whole world, but after Allan's death, his ghost haunts Elliot's dreams. Everyone tells Elliot to move on, but he isn't sure he can.
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It's been a year since the love of Elliot's life, Allan, passed away. Everyone thinks he should have recovered after that much time, but Allan still haunts Elliot every night. He struggles to maintain relationships with his family, and despite a coworkers interest he can't summon up the courage to date. Elliot is living for the past, because to live for the present means he'll have to live with a hole in his heart. But the question Elliot has to face chases him through his monotonous days: is mourning Allan with everything he has truly living?
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