Bast habla un poquito de más en medio de una discusión. Yaoi. (No es explícito.) Kvothe x Bast.

Bast meets Kvothe. I wrote this one just for the joy of writing from Bast's POV. One-shot (probably), no slash (mostly), no theories or spoilers (I hope). Enjoy!

Aquella noche en la posada Roca de Guía, algo terminó. Y en el vacío que quedó, una nueva ausencia nació. Es la mañana del cuarto día. Drabble.

Bast watches silently as his teacher fades away day by day. He knows of the hidden items that his Reshi has stowed away, not able to leave them behind, but equally unable to face the memories they bring. Bast sees all, but says nothing. One night something changes, but Bast does not know if it is for the better, or worse. Please review.

Elodin and Fela try to teach Kvothe the name of stone. Kvothe fails ... and loses his temper. A dark little vignette about dangerous rings, unusual doors, the nature of stone, and the hazards of love. Expect a spoiler for Doors of Stone if you do not know (or cannot guess) Kvothe's mother's surname.

My interpretation of how Arliden and Laurian met and how exactly she came to leave her noble family and join the Edema Ruh- a bit of a spoiler for a theory that comes from WMF. This is a work in progress, please read the author's note. Current rating K . Potential upgrade to come.

¿Hasta qué estaría dispuesto Bast por salvar a su maestro?

Sometimes, Bast wonders if Kvothe is a reliable narrator.

We know ALL about Kvothe, a little about Chronicler, even some about the other side characters. But we know nothing about the elusive Bast. Who exactly is this mischievous Faen? The answers lie here. Meet Bastas, son of Remmen, Prince of Twilight, and the Telwyth Mael, as you have never seen before. It all begins here. Are you ready? (Title may change, Rating for safety)

Tief unter der Universität liegt ein Geheimnis so alt, dass man niemanden finden wird, der darüber spricht. Es ist ein Ort erfüllt von der Stille einer vergangenen Zeit.

Hello Friends! I have spent the last several years sextensively studying the English language and have decided to use my newfound skills to pursue my true passion: Erotic Fanfiction. I present to you the latest installment in my quest to become the Great Fanfiction Writer Ever! Kvothe meets Denna. He learns a new name. Elodin is there. Lute is Kvothe's waifu.

The reason that Kvothe is hiding out in a tiny town is less complicated than some might think.

Did you ever wonder why Elodin ended up at the Crockery or why Auri is afraid of the Amyr?

They had been parted far too long. Every moment of every day had been a living torment without her smooth body in his arms.

Master Elodin was prone to leaving articles of his clothing behind. You were prone to returning them. Slight ElodinxReader if you squint really hard.

Kvothe is as wild and as dark as the ocean, and Bast drowns in him. Spoilers for "The Lightening Tree." Drabble.

"Kvothe had gone looking for his heart's desire. He had to trick a demon to get it. But once it rested in his hand, he was forced to fight an angel to keep it." Day 3 of the Kingkiller Chronicle (6-chapter story arc, complete).

Una tarde en compañía de Devi puede volverse de lo más elocuente. Chicaxchica Kvothe fem x Devi fem Lemon

The blacksmith has a new apprentice and Kvothe starts to get curious about Bast and the other boy's friendship. (Work in progress. Will be updated frequently)

Poem. Kote reflects on the nature of masks.

Así, cada mañana al despertar, lo primero en que pensaba era en ella, y si aquel día sería el día en que la volvería a ver. Así, cada noche al irse a dormir, lo último en que pensaba era en ella, y que aquel día había sido un día lejos más. Un día inútil más. Él sabía que ese día tendría que llegar. A fin de cuentas, se tratada de Felurian. / Bast x Kvothe x Felurian

This is a poem about Kvothe's tragedy and his regret. Pls review if you like it.

Drabble. When a mind experiences something it can't cope with, it withdraws; it blocks out the past, focusing only on the present. To give it time to heal, it hides.

Poem. This is the full version of the children's song Kvothe hears about the Chandrian and their signs.

Kilvi X Elxa Dal. Elxa siempre habia tenido miedo de las tormentas.