orphei
Fandoms
Recent works
-
Tags
Summary
What does he see when he looks at her now? Is he nervous because she still looks like the Florence from four years ago, the one that was his partner and best friend, or because she’s become someone different?
Off to the side, someone counts down. Lights go on. Cameras whir to life. Freddie sits up a little straighter in his seat.
“So, Miss Vassy,” he begins. “How does it feel to be the challenger for the title of World Chess Champion?”
-
Tags
Summary
Svetlana's first memory is fear.
Series
- Part 2 of cheverance
-
whisper a little prayer for me by orphei for nickclose
Fandoms: Chess - Rice/Ulvaeus/Andersson
23 Feb 2026
Tags
Summary
Katya recognizes her, she realizes — she’s the wife of Sasha’s American. She catches Katya staring and smiles.
She looks lonely. Or maybe that’s just how Katya feels.
-
lonely days are through by orphei for clomp_froyo
Fandoms: Chess - Rice/Ulvaeus/Andersson
18 Jan 2026
Tags
Summary
Florence, Freddie, Svetlana, ten years of chess tournaments, and one ill-fated pair of pen pals.
-
Tags
Summary
“You could have contacted me earlier. Why now?”
“The challengers’ tournament is in Athens this year. They asked me to go along.”
Walter looks at him expectantly, as if he can tell this isn’t the full story.
Alexander sighs. “I don’t intend to return home once it’s finished.”
Scenes from a brighter future.
Recent series
-
- Words:
- 3,853
- Works:
- 2
Recent bookmarks
-
Tags
Summary
Walter smiles brightly, folding his hands easily behind his back. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he says. “Congratulations on the win, by the way. Freddie’s been taking it very hard, he’s hardly let me out of his sight for the last two days.”
Molokov takes three steps forward, placing him firmly inside Walter’s personal space, but maybe eastern Europeans have a different sense of that sort of thing. Walter stands his ground, relaxed.
“Not much of a win for me, I’m afraid,” Molokov says coolly.
Series
- Part 20 of on the path unwinding
- Part 12 of on the path unwinding (chronological)
Bookmarked by orphei
18 Jul 2026
-
Tags
Summary
He lies like Molokov.
Series
- Part 5 of Ravens
Bookmarked by orphei
16 Jun 2026
-
thirst for the goodness i do not have (with this thirst, i am slowly learning) by orphan_account
Fandoms: Chess - Rice/Ulvaeus/Andersson
14 Mar 2022
Tags
Summary
Quietly, he asked: “How’s your wife? Or… ex-wife?”
“Better off,” Molokov grumbled behind his spoon.
He knew his family quite well. Leonid liked them, truthfully. He’d teach chess to the little one, though not often as he had his hands full a lot of the times. His gaze travelled downward to Molokov’s left hand. He kept his ring as a memento, like he wasn’t able to comprehend leaving his family behind.
“How is America?” Molokov asked.
“Not the same… but it’s okay. You come to tolerate it after a while.”
-
Lies and Loss, or A Treatise on Sir Toby's Many Flaws and Faults by sparrow_writes
Fandoms: Twelfth Night - Shakespeare
27 Nov 2022
Tags
Summary
Being The Drunk is easier than being a man who lost his brother only a year ago, a man who doesn’t know how to mourn the nephew he never really knew, a man who feels like he’s inhabiting the skin of a stranger most days, who feels more monster than man, who maybe isn’t a man at all. (Gender and grief make a confusing tangle when you can’t recognize your hands either way.)
Sir Toby & grief, in 7 parts.
-
Let the Chips Fall Wherever by ovidgf for fantasyandfreedom
Fandoms: Chess - Rice/Ulvaeus/Andersson
18 Jan 2026
Tags
Summary
"Go all out in romance and let the chips fall wherever" (Jenny Holzer)
Things had gotten bad. So much for everything Molokov had told him, Walter thought. The blockade had been implemented, sure, which seemed to be the most nonviolent course of action that Kennedy could have taken, but that wasn’t going to solve everything. Especially not when everything was at DEFCON 2, and the president was still authorizing missiles to be loaded onto ships to perform the first air strikes on the Soviet Union, just in case. The blockade was working, according to McCone, and Stevenson had gotten them a press win with the shit he had pulled at the UN, but that hadn’t made anyone less worried. Walter had been at work since six that morning and hadn’t left even at eight that night. He was going to plan on sleeping at his desk, just to feel useful, but Molokov called him from his home phone, announcing that he had already made it to Walter’s apartment and expected to see him at home. Apparently, Alexander had ‘things to discuss.’