Gilbert lives. Vash accepts Roderich and Gilbert’s relationship. Tino and Berwald find each other. Mathias and Lukas make it out okay. Sadik moves on for the better. Yao realizes he deserves better, and Ivan learns to accept it. Feliks and Toris are reunited. Eduard is there for Raivis when the lights go on again. Lili and Elizaveta live a long and happy life together. Kiku and Heracles are doing well wherever they are. Francis and Matthew are able to bond without a war in the way. Roma lets his grandsons be themselves, and is proud of who they’ve become. Lovino finally tells Antonio he loves him.
LIST OF GEORGE DEVALIER’S FINISHED, UNFINISHED, AND PLANNED FICS THAT WE KNOW OF
So I’ve been getting some messages since deValier’s most recent page update asking where someone can find a certain fic, what another fic was supposed to be about, or if that fic was finished or not. To answer these questions I’ve decided to make a post about each of them (with links to them if they exist) for your convenience.
Meanwhile, Across Town (Us x Uk; not found - summary, quote)
PLANNED FICS:(all Veraverse; no chapters available for any of these; summaries)
Autumn Leaves (Rome x Ancient Greece)
Faraway Places (Bad Touch Trio)
It’s a Lovely Day Tomorrow (Lithuania x Poland)
Room 504 (Greece x Japan)
Somewhere In France With You (France x Canada)
When I Grow Too Old To Dream (Sweden x Finland - excerpt)
When The Lights Go On Again (Estonia x Latvia)
You’ll Never Know (Hungary x Liechtenstein)
I hope this was helpful for anyone wondering. I’m still looking for his fic Meanwhile, Across Town, so if anyone has it will you please let me know?
And while I still have your attention may I make a brief shout out to anyone new or still in the deValier fandom not to harass George deValier for not finishing these fics please. He’s already written so many beautiful fics, and that takes time and motivation and an insane amount of effort that is done WITHOUT BEING PAID. The last thing he needs is people whining at him about not writing what they want him to write and why he hasn’t updated yet. Now what you can do is compliment him on his beautiful stories and say how much you loved them.
Tsukishima wakes up to the sight of Kuroo’s hair scattered over the pillow, his dark eyes half-open and fixed on Tsukishima’s face. The room is only half-drenched in sunlight, that fights its way through the cheap blinds, but it’s enough to illuminate the corners of their messy little room; the clothes half-fallen off the bed, plants slithering by the window, figurines without a home lying in the corner.
“Am I dreaming right now?” Kuroo asks, smiling, his voice dyed husky from sleep.
“If you are dreaming, dream yourself a nicer breath.” Tsukishima grins.
“Ah.” Kuroo blinks once. Twice. Thrice. The flutter of his eyelashes is hypnotizing. “It’s real.”
“How can you tell?”
“Your morning breath is also quite horrible.”
Tsukishima scoffs and turns to lie on his back. He stretches his hands above his head and Kuroo seizes this opportunity to crawl on top of Tsukishima and rests his head on his chest.
“Shouldn’t you be used to this by now?” Tsukishima says, dragging his fingers up and down Kuroo’s scalp, applying just enough pressure to make him purr. “We’ve been living together for over a week now.”
“I’m used to it. Doesn’t mean I can’t still appreciate it.”
“What a sap,” Tsukishima teases.
Kuroo looks up at him, his smile only growing wider. “I’m thawing you out little by little and it scares you. It’s okay, Tsukki.”
Tsukishima flicks Kuroo’s forehead and closes his eyes, feeling as though he’s about to drift back to sleep with Kuroo’s warmth safely pressed against him. He is, indeed, being slowly thawed but he’s not about to give this admission up to Kuroo so easily.
Tsukishima keeps his eyes closed, though the sound of Kuroo’s voice is inviting him to open them and see the look on his face.
It’s a purr and it almost works. Almost.
“You’re not asleep. I know it takes you an hour of meditation or dedicated making-out before you can sleep.”
The corner of Tsukishima’s lip curls upwards. He murmurs, “Prove it.”
Kuroo kicks their covers off. “Challenge accepted.”