#Welcome home Japanese Folklore au

[clown-musicspy]

Nekomata Wally

Hello ya'll names clown or Cali anything you can call me I am making a welcome home Japanese Folklore au with friends so I wanted meet you the First Yokai

TRINKETS aka NekoMata Wally

I would apologize about my art design on his clothing, NekoMata Wally is Yokai who tend cause mischievous but he accepts trading he acts like a weird cat merchant

In his old design he was called Bakeneko Wally until I realize BakeNeko are one tail Yokai cats while NekoMata are two tailed

Here was the old design of NekoMata Wally Aka BakeNeko Wally

I accidentally drew the tails like Espeons

I might post more Japanese welcome home folklore more

But I need ideas

What Yokai that Eddie,Frank,Poppy,Howdy, Barnaby, Sally needs to be?

Home is a Umi bōzu,Julie is a Kistune

[slowdive1994]

⋆ hello and welcome! ⋆ dandy // she/they // minor (15 and a fool <3) // sapphic (questioning bi again)// aus // enfp // leo ☼ libra ☾ pisces ↑ // basic dni // gluttonous user of brackets // in love with everyone and everything a little bit // life's so fun, life's so fun! // know it's for the be-e-e-tter.

⋆ misc ⋆ yellow dandelions and polaroids // matcha addict // this specific shade of green // guitar // obsessed with spotify // certified dog person // silk chiffon is my favourite song ever // music is the loml // always wearing eyeliner // summer is everything // friends give me life // in love with the city // literal golden retriever // poetry - i have a slightly inactive sideblog // laughs too hard and too much // i write songs a bit // my sleep schedule is absolutely fucked // chronic overthinker // tokyo is my fav city ever // in love with my friends // i live in wide leg jeans // strawberry sorbet // psychology // used to drink coffee like once a week and now im a fully fledged lorelai gilmore // headphones // i live for concerts // brown lipgloss <3 // that little black vest // a little selective about who i follow and i usually don't follow people without an intro post/bio :) // if we’re not mutuals and u wanna be js send me an ask pls // i love talking to people - ask box is very open and dms open to minors :)) //

⋆ music ⋆ mitski // big thief // paramore // boygenius // lorde // olivia rodrigo // lucy dacus // taylor swift // phoebe bridgers // deftones // esha tewari // billie eilish // lana del rey // gracie abrams // girl in red // maisie peters // noah kahan // chappell roan // renee rapp // nep // adrianne lenker // hole // mazzy star // the cranberries // tanukichan // wet leg // japanese breakfast // the last dinner party // boyish // cocteau twins // the cranberries // the cardigans // the sundays // clairo // kimya dawson // arctic monkeys // the smiths // my bloody valentine // the smashing pumpkins // slowdive // modern baseball // lsd and the search for god // laufey // beabadoobee // laufey // faye webster //

⋆ albums ⋆ norman fucking rockwell! // ttpd + the anthology // evermore // born to die // did you know there's a tunnel under ocean blvd? // pure heroine // melodrama // folklore // this is what it feels like // good riddance // hmhas // quarter-life crisis // if i could make it go quiet // am // the good witch // the rise and fall of a midwest princess // snow angel // punisher // stranger in the alps // the record // home video // historian // this is why // bury me at makeout creek // puberty 2 // five seconds flat // riot! // guts // bright future //brand new eyes // songs // capacity // masterpiece // stick season // preacher's daughter // live through this // sundays // prelude to ecstasy // wet leg // rae // saturday night wrist // i can // heaven or las vegas // vampire weekend // so tonight that i might see // no burden // brat // the secret of us // everybody else is doing it, so why can’t we? // maggot // charm // among my swan // celebrity skin // AM // around the fur // remember that i love you // a-sides // the rest // be the cowboy // loveless // siamese dream // nowhere // souvlaki // lsd and the search for god // sports //american football // she hangs brightly // beatopia // i know im funny haha // our extended play // atlanta millionaires club // bewitched // how im feeling now // melon collie and the infinite sadness // twin fantasy // pornography //

⋆ tv ⋆ gilmore girls // cruella // heartbreak high // 10 things i hate about you // 27 dresses // do revenge // friends // all the bright places // pride and prejudice // how i met your mother // mona lisa smile // never have i ever // gossip girl // pjo // little women // but i'm a cheerleader // now you see me // the hunger games // the breakfast club // murder mystery // the fault in our stars // yellowjackets // how to lose a guy in 10 days // heartstopper // the princess and the frog // knives out // tinkerbell // geek girl // to all the boys i've loved before // five feet apart // the devil wears prada // knives out // anne with an 'e' // atypical // the babysitter's club // riverdale // ratatouille // enola holmes // mean girls // wednesday // the vampire diaries // the perks of being a wallflower // ruby sparks // bottoms // buffy the vampire slayer // juno // scott pilgrim vs the world // girl, interrupted // eighth grade // 500 days of summer // boyhood //

⋆ books ⋆ the invisible life of addie larue // we were liars // the raven cycle // the folk of the air // anne of green gables // little women // daisy jones & the six // the seven husbands of evelyn hugo // the hunger games // red white and royal blue // they both die at the end // pride and prejudice // pjo // the fault in our stars // all the bright places // five feet apart // turtles all the way down // heartstopper // solitaire // loveless // tuck everlasting // one of us is lying // sadie // she's too pretty to burn // caraval // the illuminae files // aurora rising // emily henry books // the bell jar // girl, interrupted // the virgin suicides //

⋆ taglist + sideblogs + notes ⋆ #asks // #incredible remarkable awe-inducing mutuals <3 // #just dandy thoughts // #anon // #tag game // #picrew // #ask bait/#ask game // #dandy.txt // mp3 dvd rumble pack guitar // @path0logical-people-pleaser // @idespisemyrottenmind // @saturn-mo0n // intro post was inspired by @svnflowermoon and @glcive - go check their blogs out, they're lovely <3 // last update: 10 november 2024 // bye and thank you for reading!! //

[kudouasagi135]

About the pharaoh!shinichi au!

This AU is free for artists to draw without permission but if you're a writer who wants to use this AU, please ask me first as I'm thinking of writing this as a big fanfic.

Comedian side stories though are welcomed, just tell me first what you are planning to write. (⁠ㆁ⁠ω⁠ㆁ⁠)

People who are seeing this for the first time, let's make a small recap!

Kaito is an Egyptologist, who accidentally found an old tomb that wasn't yet discovered when visiting the Valley of Kings.

The tomb is small and not made well for a pharaoh, but the writing on the walls stated perfectly that the person buried inside was pharaoh.

Kaito entered the tomb alone and ignored the warning words written In hieroglyphics over the walls.

The tomb is protected by the curse of the pharaoh.

Kaito eventually finds the stone sarcophagus of the pharaoh and uncovers the lid to come face-to-face with a mummy staring into his soul.

Kaito is killed by the Pharaoh's curse and is sent to the underworld where he is to be given judgment for his misdeeds in his lifetime.

He is found guilty by the ancient Egyptian gods and his heart is about to be Ammit but the pharaoh stops them from destroying it just in time.

The young pharaoh suggested Kaito get resurrected into his teenage body before he started his criminal activity as a thief to remove the punishment as Kaito had brought justice upon even more unforgiving criminals, so giving him a punishment sounds a little unfair. And the young pharaoh, king Senzo, is to keep watch over Kaito to make sure Kaito doesn't do criminal work ever again.

In other words, they want him to catch the organisation again but this time without using KID's name.

Kaito doesn't have any other options and agrees.

And hurray! Now he has a pharaoh's spirit lurking around him 24/7 while also redoing highschool from scratch and catching Snake over again as well!

Calling the pharaoh Senso though seemed lame and weird to him, especially that the pharaoh can let others see him if he willed it, so he decided to give him a Japanese name.

"You're name from now on until the end of this is Shinichi, any objections?"

Too bad Shinichi was distracted by the fluffy guest room bed to even respond to him.

And this is basically it, reblog all you want, I don't mind, any questions can be sent to my ask.

And also if you want to know, all the above is ancient Egyptian folklore from my home country (⁠◕⁠ᴗ⁠◕⁠✿⁠) And if you want to know more about this you can search on Wikipedia "Book Of The Dead", I confirmed the variety of the information, so don't worry ;⁠)

Now, Peace out! (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)

[justadeadreaper]

Please read.

I realised that I need to do a post for my boundaries and for people to get to know me. So let me just say some basic facts about me: ❇Hi my name is Ozzie. ❇I’m 19. ❇I’m 6’2”. ❇I’m from the same country as Bell in the Wych Elm. ❇I am a trangender man and use he/they/it pronouns but I don’t mind feminine terms being used as I don’t care much about gender rules. ❇I have autism so sometimes I can come off as a bit robotic. But, my special interests are mythology, folklore, history, cryptids, and more which I may add later. ❇My favourtie song is Lover, Don’t Leave Me by Bocce. ❇My favourite food is ice cream sandwiches made with marshmallow chunks in vanilla clotted cream ice cream and white chocolate, dried strawberries, and honeycomb cookies (I have a concerning sweet tooth). ❇My favourite season is Winter. ❇My favourite musical is Beetlejuice. ❇My favourite movie genre is Horror.

I will try to reply to comments but if there are too many comments I will not be able to as it will get overwhelming so please don’t be mad at me. But please feel free to ask me questions about anything or to talk to me at any time as I want to build a loving community. Besides me telling you my headcanons for our favourite COD characters or you telling me yours or me talking about my AU ideas, I’d be extremely ecstatic to talk to you about anything to build a bond between all of us. What fandoms do I write for? This will be a list of fandoms I will write for which may be added onto if I decide: ❇Call of Duty (Which it will mostly be about as I am a big fan and see so much potential in it.) What fandoms am I in which you can talk to me about? This will be a list of fandoms I would love to talk about as I absolutely adore them or have a love hate relationship, it may be added onto if I decide: ❇Helluva Boss/Hazbin Hotel ❇Call of Duty ❇Cookie Run Kingdom ❇Good Omens What are my interests which you can talk to me about? This will be a list of fandoms I would love to talk about which may be added onto if I decide: ❇Mythology and folklore (Greek, Norse, Slavic, Chinese, Japanese, etc.) ❇History (Most eras such as the Victorian, famous Pirates, Tudor, but I’d love to talk about others) ❇Demonology and Angelology ❇Cryptids ❇Musicals ❇Masked men ❇Horror movies ❇Baking ❇Analog Horror

Rules? I have some very basic rules that I want to go over with you but more can be added depended on what happens: ❇I can write SFW or NSFW content depending on what you guys want, now if you do not want to see any NSFW content then please do not interact as I will not take the hate and will block. ❇For all NSFW content all of the characters will be 18+ as MAPs/Pedos with all those different kinds based on the child’s age (gross) or anything and everything in between are not welcome and can not kindly fuck off as you fuck yourself home with a cactus in your ass. I am not joking, I will block and report you. ❇This blog may contain triggering or dark content as I am a heavy angst or darker writer. I will most likely write it very often once I’ve finished with my character analyses and I’ll probably be reblogging or interacting with other dark content blogs if I see something that does catch my eye. If you’re not comfortable with any of that then pretty please do not interact with this blog or please block the tags. Do not blame me as I will be thoroughly tagging my posts as I need to find them myself. ❇This blog will contain spoilers which are tagged appropriately so if you see a spoiler do not complain or harass me for it as it has been tagged and it says spoilers in capitals and bold. ❇This is an 18+ blog, even if it does not look like it yet as the NSFW will be coming later, so absolutely no minors and people under 18 at all. End of discussion. I know and you obviously know that I can't control everyone and how they use the internet or what they interact with but please just be respectful of my boundaries and not to interact with this blog, I don’t encourage you to read this but if you have to for some unbeknownst reason to me then at least don’t reblog or like my posts. You will be blocked if you do. ❇Absolutely no harassment as I want this to be a safeplace for almost all except Pedos, Bigots, Homophobes, Racists, Transphobes, Woman-haters (like Andrew Tate or Sneako), etc. If you harass someone or me or post stuff about those then you will be blocked. ❇Every once in a while I will be checking my followers so you will be blocked if you go against my rules. What I can or will write about? Things that I will write about if you ask me: ❇Gore as in body wounds, torture, interrogations, body horror, cannibalism, etc. ❇I will write “yandere” but please call it stalker or obsessed as I do not like that term. ❇Omegaverse ❇Hybrids ❇AUs ❇Fluff/SFW ❇NSFW, I may be a virgin but I will write about kinky scenarios. ❇Requested scenarios with characters (Such as “What would it be like to have {insert character} help you confront your alcohol issues?). ❇Long and miniature fics. ❇Angst ❇Gore as in body wounds, torture, interrogations, body horror, etc. ❇Requests or suggestions if I like them or find them interesting. ❇I will write female, male, transgender, gender neutral, nonbinary, genderfluid, etc. reader. ❇Character x Character ❇Character Analysis ❇Triggering subjects ❇OC x Canon ❇My own OCs or friends’ OCs. What I can not or will not write: Things that I will not write about if you ask me and more will be added on as I go along and see what I’m comfortable with: ❇Vore, I am comfortable writing cannibalism but vore is just too far for me. ❇Adult/Minor, as I’ve said before Pedos can fuck off. I will most likely be adding more as I spend more time writing here and seeing what I am or am not comfortable with, but these are the rules for now and the most basic ones I have. Now I know I haven’t listed everything as I haven’t thought of everything so if you want to ask to make sure, please do. But please just be respectful to me and each other and yourself. Make sure that you understand the rules before requesting or interacting.

Now I will do any type of reader. Due to being transgender, reader will almost always be either female, AFAB, transgender male, or gender neutral. I will do others if it is requested by a lot of people but male reader is thin ice which I may avoid due to how common it is to be harassed for being a fetishist of gay men for writing male, since yes I may be a man but I have been told before that I’m only transgender to get away with it and I have seen others be harassed. So yes I might do it but I will tread those waters carefully and most likely only do it when asked but if I am harassed I will stop it completely. But honestly, for most of my posts reader will be gender neutral or AFAB if not stated otherwise for scenarios but specific fics will be female or transgender male. Other things such as race, body type, height, weight, tattoos, scars, specific body characteristics, etc. will be completely neutral unless I have stated otherwise or have been requested by someone. I will also do disabilities if requested but all readers will have a slight tinge of neurodivergence as I am autistic and that tends to bleed into my writing. Sorry if any of this seems rude or harsh or hostile but I have been advised to be firm with my boundaries to stop me from having problems in the long run and I am going with it as I am normally a pushover. Masterlist and AUs? I will not be having a normal masterlist as most of my posts will either be character analyses for my AUs or fics based upon those AUs or talking about scenarios for characters so I do not see the need for a normal masterlist. Instead, once I have posted the summary for that AU I will link it to here, and under the summaries in that post I will have links to all the other parts of the AU like the fics, scenarios with characters, and analyses which I will try to update as I go along, this is to just make everything easier to find. The list at the moment will just be a list of the AUs I’m going to be doing so see it as spoilers but as I go along the links will be added: ❇COD Angel! AU ❇COD Bug! AU ❇COD Celestial! AU ❇COD Cryptid! AU ❇COD Demon! AU ❇COD Fairytale! AU ❇COD Magical! AU ❇COD Mythological! AU ❇COD Pirate! AU ❇COD Plague! AU ❇COD Royal! AU ❇COD Shopkeeper! AU ❇COD Victorian! AU ❇COD Wonderland! AU

Anyone can use my AUs as long as I am credited as I do not care much and I like see how people will use my AUs as I love sharing ideas and helping people create things by giving them a basic base. Just have fun with it.

[limitlessgojo]

Blood Bound: Blackened Bond

Warnings: Action, Coarse Language, Fighting, Graphic Depictions of Blood and Violence, Death, Gore, Japanese Mythical Folklore, No Major Character Death, Slight Horror, War

Previous Chapter: Home with My Heart

Next Chapter: TBA

Word Count: 857

Tags: Kamo Noritoshi x Reader, Soulmates AU, Angst, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Fem!Reader

Notes: It’s been a month since I last updated oof I hope you’ve all been well. This scene takes place after they get into the car ride back home after the Night of the Hundred Demon Parade. Happy reading~

Chapter 20.5: Home (Noritoshi’s POV)

What a reckless girl. Noritoshi thought to himself as he smoothed out your hair. You were frowning in your sleep.

The both of you were in your room back at the Tsuchimikado estate. Despite its smaller size compared to the estate of the Kamo clan, it was really peaceful here. Noritoshi liked it.

He still couldn’t believe they let the both of you stay in your room unattended. They might be more opposed to it back in his clan, but your mother seemed fine with it. Smiling as she ushered him in, with him still carrying you in his arms. Your father was still back in the clinic in the main city district area, talking with the other higher ups.

It was really dark at night and the estate was so silent, which wasn’t a surprise. There was a small Koi pond and several houses connected by wooden floorboards. 

As he entered your room, Noritoshi was unsurprised to see that it was very similar to your dorm room back in the Kyoto campus. 

A queen sized bed is covered in soft lilac sheets and comforters. The heaters were turned on so the temperature in the room was just right.

Some household attendants came in and offered him a change of clothes before taking your limp body away. A pitcher of drinking water and two glasses were set aside. He cleaned up in the guest bathroom before returning to your room.

Noritoshi sweat dropped as he respectfully faced away from the bathroom. He has seen you unclothed before, but this was different. You were knocked out and at your family home. It felt improper to think of such things. 

The sounds of water running and the attendants fussing over you filled the silence. It was surprising to him that you didn’t even wake up despite all the commotion. 

You must have been too exhausted from the fight. 

He would be lying if he said he didn’t want to look around your room. Your wardrobe, vanity, jewelry box, bags, but the one thing that caught his eye was your diary, right in the middle of your study desk. 

Also, you had framed photos of your family. He sees another black haired girl beside you. His heart tightened upon seeing both of your young and joyful faces.

A tragedy at such a young age wasn’t unheard of in the jujutsu society, but that doesn’t mean it’s any less painful.

As soon as they had finished putting your pajamas on you, they handed you over to him like you were a doll.

“Please take care of her for us.” The two attendants looked more curious about him rather than concerned. Noritoshi guessed that they helped raise you.

“Thank you for trusting me. I’ll take good care of her.” 

He tucked you into bed after they left and turned off the lights, trying to fluff your pillows and make you more comfortable. He smiled as he grabbed your giant My Melody plushie and placed it against your side. 

His soul mark was glowing and pulsing warmly against his wrist. Noritoshi tightened his hand into a fist on instinct, and immediately the red strings appeared.

They were always just loosely hanging around in the space between both of you in a circular pattern. Even in the dark of the room, he could see how the rope from his pinky finger extends over to yours. 

“Welcome home.” He whispers. 

The entire time, he put his faith into waiting for you to come back to him. To see what went wrong after you both took a break from each other. Of course, Noritoshi also did his best to reflect on himself.

He had his own selfish reasons for keeping you from meeting the family right away. And it wasn’t something that escaped your attention. It was both frustrating and convenient to be in tune with each other. 

When one pulls back the other feels it right away. Picking up the hints of irritation, anger, guilt, joy, and love. Being in a relationship took more effort than he realized. But it was still so worth it. It’s far too painful to be apart from each other.

He’d do anything to keep all of you for himself. “I’m not as selfless as you think I am, Y/N.” he whispered.

He settles in and easily falls asleep beside you. 

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Later that same evening, Noritoshi woke up again for the nth time that night, finding himself in the middle of a restless sleep.

You were currently lying down on one of his arms, stretched out underneath you. And even though it was getting sore, he couldn’t bring himself to pull it away, lest he wake you up. And besides, having you back in his arms was worth it. 

You whimpered his name, still asleep. He immediately leans forward, pressing a kiss onto your forehead. “I’m right here, love."

You quieted down, snuggling closer to him. He pulled the sheets over your shoulders and tucked your head underneath his chin. 

Away from the chaos and the curses for a while. Right now, there is nowhere he’d rather be.

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Blood Bound: Table of Contents

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[jeonggukingdom]

mots démoniaques, 3 | aquiver

▽ Pairing: Taehyung x Reader

▽ Genre:  [mythological!AU, demon!AU] | Angst, Smut, Romance

▽ Summary:  You can sense from miles away the sin that dances on his tongue, the words that he so loves to shape into sinister thoughts and morph into sickening outcomes aimed at tainting and wrecking all things mundane and innocent. Kim Taehyung - a voice of honey and features of a cherub - is nothing but a monster. He has lived millenniums, yet, he has never found such a fascinating creature as you are and polluting your very being has slowly become his entire life motive.

▽ Word Count: 6.249 words

▽ prompt word: aquiver

▽ AN: The Amanojaku is a small demon that finds its roots in the Japanese folklore. Everything besides his name and his power - aka the ability to instigate people into wickedness with his words - is entirely the fruit of my own imagination and doesn’t have anything to do with the original myth.

▽ ▽  WARNINGS: graphic depictions of sexual intercourse, oral sex (receiving), fingering, dirty talk.

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June, 2014

The white cotton shirt you’re wearing adheres to your skin in the most uncomfortable fashion, the fabric feeling like glue on your chest and the small of your back as you sweat your whole existence away.

It is one of those blazing hot days that makes you wish you owned AC in your apartment or, at the very least, a freaking fan to spend your days in front of. But, alas, you do not have the luxury of owning either of those and therefore, you are stuck with natural air circling in from the window as you stare into the distance, your mind riling up with thousands of thoughts and scenarios all at the same time.

Today is an important day, the most important one even—if you were to exclude graduating from college.

It has been roughly one year since your school career has come to an end and, well, news flash: being an adult sucks.

Finding a decent job wasn't as easy as you initially envisioned, even with your perfect performance at college and now, quite a few months later, you are facing the consequences of still deciding on going to live alone with your boyfriend—currently very unemployed, sadly.

It has been a hell of a ride so far and yet, a great part of you wouldn't change a thing just because with him, you have come to experience real happiness. You know, the one not even money can buy.

But as you nervously tap your foot on the ground, you do find your heart swelling in apprehension over the news Taehyung will bring with him back home.

You have finally found a decent job at a nice office a good forty minutes bus drive away from your own tiny-ass apartment and, in the past four months, your entire income has been devolved to keeping you and your boyfriend alive while still being able to pay the rent.

Today, though, things could potentially turn in a far better direction.

Taehyung left in the morning for his final job interview at a corporate across town, one that he'd been dreaming to work for at least for the past year.

The long selection of candidates had been draining on you both in equal measure in both spirit and finances.

Let it all be worth it, please. That is the thought passing through your head like a mantra for the hundredth time when you hear the unequivocal rumble of Taehyung's old motorcycle turning around the corner.

That bloody thing is bound to leave him stranded in the middle of the street one day—honestly, it is a miracle it is still in one piece and moving.

Taehyung has inherited his bike from his father and he had bought it with his first salary when he was still a teenager.

Basically, the thing is pretty much ancient and needs more work than it is worth and, even if you both were willing to try and turn it back to its initial splendour, without a single penny to spare it can only remain a dream.

You usually hate the sound of that god-damn motorcycle or the unbearable stink that comes with it in the air as it puffs out pretty much charcoal but, today, even that sound feels different. It feels full of hope for the future, full of promises.

You almost jump from the parapet to get inside your living room—well, living room, bedroom, and kitchen because you couldn't afford more than a two-room apartment—and rush to the door, waiting for him like a puppy ready to welcome its owner.

Your feet keep thumping on the floor nervously as you eagerly wait for the door to spring open and for Taehyung's face to appear before you, hopefully with a wide grin spread on his lips. If you had a tail, you'd definitely be shaking it right about now.

Your heart misses a beat as you hear the sound of the key being thrust inside the keyhole to unlock the door and a few seconds after, your boyfriend's face comes in view, his eyes becoming as big as saucers as they land on you and the expectant look painted on your features.

His lips turn a little downwards as he faces you while closing the door behind his back.

"So?" You ask eagerly and you do realize how annoying you must look like, especially if he's actually bringing bad news alongside him but you simply cannot help yourself.

He clears his throat, his eyes diverting from your face to the floor, his shoulders slumping as he starts biting his bottom lip.

Your face falls alongside his mood, your heart feeling like somebody is squeezing it hard inside your chest.

"I'm sorry, ________, I..." Taehyung's voice is barely above a whisper as he opens his mouth, his eyes still focused on anything but you and you hate it.

You hate how he must feel right now, you also hate yourself for running to the door so expectantly you installed in him the fear of letting you down. But most importantly, you hate the sound of your own voice as you try to make it all better with your words.

"It's ok, baby, we'll still manage," it doesn't sound convincing even to your own ears as you voice your thoughts out loud, trying to sell a lie to him and to yourself as well.

The past few months have been rough and, frankly, it will only get rougher as time goes by, as winter comes and you'll need to warm up the place and actually heat food on the stove to keep yourself from freezing to death.

"I'm sorry," Taehyung repeats, his voice sounding so broken it moves you on the verge of tears.

That is until he lifts up his face and the brightest grin you've ever seen is plastered on it. What was breaking his voice up weren’t choked up tears, it was the attempt of keeping the giggles in.

"I'm sorry to inform you we are going to move out this rat-hole by the end of the month!"

A couple of seconds pass between the words he pronounces and your reaction to them. There is that tiny fraction of a second where you fail to comprehend what his words entail that has Taehyung absolutely beaming before your very eyes.

“You mother-fucker!” The shriek you produce in response to his teasing makes him laugh out loud, his eyes still glinting with mischief and pride over his astounding acting skills.

You would feel very livid about him joking about something so important if your whole life didn’t depend on it. Anger is very quickly subdued by utter joy and relief and hope for a far greater future.

It’s those feelings that propel your body forward, your arms reaching for your boyfriend so that you can finally hug him tight to your chest, feel his warmness even in the scorching hot summer day and simply relish in his presence, in your being together here and now, ready to start a new chapter of your lives.

You are unaware of the tears spilling down your eyes and staining your cheeks a mellow grey until Taehyung’s grasp around your body tightens, his eyes searching for yours as guilt and concern peek through them.

“Why are you crying, baby?” His voice is low and soft and it makes your insides melt like butter under the sun. How is he still capable of doing this after the many years you’ve spent together, you wonder.

“I’m just happy,” you murmur, your voice trembling as you try to gulp down all the emotions that menace to spill out of you like a downpour.

The weight of the past couple of months, the fear of crippling depth getting closer every single day, the doubts for the future and the effort to keep up the strong façade and a happy smile on your lips even during the hardest of times all come tumbling down with the relief of his news. It’s as if he broke down all the walls you had built around your weak heart in one single blow and now, everything is overflowing in every direction and you simply have no means to control it any more.

Taehyung’s delicate fingers reach your cheeks to catch the tears before they dry on your warm skin, his lips plant little loving kisses on top of your head and his voice turns soft and gentle as he tries to dissipate the storm of emotions taking over you.

You’d love to stop crying, especially because you’re supposed to be celebrating right now, but it feels like you will never stop doing so just because, for months, you have forced all of them down to the point you were almost choking on them every time you had to breathe.

Long minutes pass before the little sobs come to a halt and your red and puffy eyes are given reprieve from the overflowing cascade.

By the time your quivering and ragged breath slows down completely, you are beyond tired, almost as if you have just run a marathon during the hottest hours of the day.

Your mouth is completely dry, to the point it almost feels like your tongue has turned into sandpaper, and your head is thrumming with the unequivocal beginning of a tremendous headache.

Your boyfriend smiles at you, his lips turning thin as they curve up while his eyes shine with unspoken relief.

“There we go,” he mutters, drying up every last drop of tears stuck under your lash line and you smile back at him whilst sniffing loudly through your clogged nose.

“I’m sorry,” you whisper, your eyes fixing on your feet in shame and remorse over your complete breakdown.

Taehyung’s fingers caress your left cheek before wrapping around your chin to tilt it upwards and force your eyes back on him.

“You have nothing to be sorry for, so stop apologising,” he whispers back before touching your nose with the tip of his own, the tenderness of the little touch tugging at your heartstrings to the point you can feel it swelling inside your chest.

"There is one thing though," he adds after a few seconds and you tilt your head upwards a little bit further to pry inside his eyes.

The question pending on your tongue can easily be read by Taehyung without you needing to voice it out loud for him and it paints an amused smile on his lips.

"I've been dying to kiss you since I left this morning so, may I?" The playfulness in his tone makes you scoff out loud, your eyes rolling towards the ceiling as you feign annoyance over his antics when, in reality, you both know you have been waiting for his touch the whole day as well so it doesn't really come as a surprise that you close the distance between your faces in an instant, eager to claim his mouth.

Taehyung's lips are as soft as cotton candy and just as sweet as they open for you, welcoming your tongue as you easily move it past his teeth to play with his own.

The kiss is slow and deep and it makes your eyes flutter close and a sigh escape your lips as you twist your head a little to the side, making it easier for him to bend forward and hold you close to his chest.

His big hands keep you steady and firm, flush against him with a possessive hold that makes your heart pump hard against your ribcage.

“Tae...,” the tiny whimper that moves past your swelling lips is all it takes for his hands to move southwards and turn a little more passionate, just a drop rougher on your supple flesh.

His fingers easily palm the expanse of your ass, squeezing your cheeks in a way that makes you hiss in nothing but pure arousal.

You can feel your nipples hardening against the dump fabric of your shirt and there is no doubt he can feel them too with your chests pressed so tightly together.

He tilts his head a little further to the side to leave your mouth and rather attack the tender skin under your ear.

Taehyung’s lips can always be either a blessing and a curse and as they hardly press against your skin they feel like one and the other at the same time.

He blooms deep purple flowers on his favourite spot between the curve of your jawline and your clavicles and every little suck, every little lick of his tongue, make you shiver and sigh for him.

“I’ve been thinking about you the whole day,” he confesses through heavy breaths as his fingers tug on the hem of your wet shirt to lift it off of you.

Your arms automatically fly up to the sky, your back arching a little to help the fabric off of your hot and needy flesh.

“Yeah?” You whisper, throwing your head backwards as he pulls your bra down to free your breasts from their confinement, “And what have you been thinking about?”

You lick your lips as his mouth encloses around your already-hardened left nipple, his teeth gracing the delicate flesh in a teasing manner that has your walls contracting on thin air in expectation.

“Oh, all sort of things,” he hums with that low tone of his he knows gets to you every single time.

The sound of his voice as deep as the ocean is usually more than enough to turn you soaking wet and as his mouth works his way on the expanse of your chest, there is not a single doubt your underwear is already being ruined beyond salvage by your growing arousal.

“All the nasty things I’d love to do to you,” he says next as he unclasps your bra to discard it on the floor and move on to his next target.

He falls to his knees and your hands automatically fly to his long and curly brown locks to tug a little on them and make him hiss for you—if sounds could be described as sensations, what escapes from Taehyung mouth during lewd activities would be like warm and liquid honey moving past your lips, falling down your throat and finally coiling inside your stomach to blissfully fill it in heat on a frigid winter day.

“Like bending you over the table in my future office and taste your delicious pussy in front of everyone.”

The lascivious words that leave his mouth in a deep whisper draw a needy moan out of yours, they turn your fingers rough on his hair and they subdue any lingering emotions by drowning them all in wanton desire.

“Would you like that, baby?” He asks, his voice suggesting he already knows perfectly well the answer to his question but has no intention to stop teasing you in every possible way he can.

His hands are slow and gentle as they reach behind your back, their focus clearly the hem of your cotton shorts and what lies beneath them and you only make it easier for him when you lean into his touch so obediently, so blinded by the need to feel him everywhere around you. The silky fabric slides down your legs with utter ease, pooling at your ankles at his command so that he can finally seek the treasure he had been looking for.

His slender fingers are all over your butt cheeks in an instant, the warmness of his touch making you sigh and close your eyes in blissfulness.

Just like his voice, Taehyung’s hands hold incredible power on the tips of its digits and it is evident in the way your body awakens under the simplest of touches.

The sensation of his tongue flat on your coated sex comes unexpectedly while you are blinded by your closed eyelids and it makes you whimper out for him, your heart missing a beat as expectation starts to spread all over your body.

“You are so eager tonight, baby” He hums a few inches away from your soaked panties, successfully sending shivers to run up and down your spine, “Have you been thinking about me as well, perhaps?”

His words are spoken with a suggestive tone in them that makes it clear he, yet again, already knows the answer to his question but still would like to hear you speak it out loud for him.

His eyes turn expectant as he lifts his gaze up to you in a puppy-like demeanour that tugs at your heartstrings anew and makes it impossible for you to resist him—not that you even want to.

“I always think about you,” you confess, your voice quivering as soon as you see his mouth drawing closer to your neglected sex.

His eyes are still stuck on you as he stops right atop your core, so close that his breath keeps caressing the dampened underwear in slow waves that make your insides twitch blissfully.

“Yeah? And what do you think about?” His voice is low, barely above a whisper but you still catch up on every syllable that falls from his beautiful mouth.

You clear your throat after gulping down heavily, your heart thumping fast against your ribcage as you ponder over your response because you know, without a single doubt, he will give it to you. Whatever you desire, he is ready to hand to you and the infinite list of things he is capable of beautifully torturing you with make it quite the demanding task for you to choose.

“I think about your mouth kissing my sex,” you whimper out, foretasting the moment his lips will come in contact with your sex and surely, a few seconds after, they do, eagerly following your directions.

“I think about you pulling down my panties with your teeth.”

His eyes shine with mischief as they refocus on you, the playful smirk on his lips only an inkling of his true and most devious intentions.

His pearly whites come in contact with your feverish skin, masterfully wrapping around the hem of your underwear to drag it down your legs and finally release your wet core.

He nuzzles his face between your legs, inhaling loudly to fill his sense of smell with your scent.

You gasp for him whilst resuming your strong hold on his locks, turning quite demanding and explicit with your desires.

“What else?” He whispers on your core, the nice vibrations making you shiver from head to toe.

“You-your tongue teasing me, tasting me, torturing me-ah!”

The words have barely the chance to leave your mouth before he’s all over you, tasting you like he is a famished man in front of a fucking feast and you are rendered speechless in the span of a few seconds.

His hands still firmly pressed on your ass keep you perfectly in place as he savours your dripping arousal with his lavish tongue, the sounds he emits as he eats you out a blessing to the ears.

All the little grunts, the heavy pants as he struggles to breathe between your legs, the slurping sounds as he voraciously claims every single drop that escapes past your lips throw you into a haze of pleasure that has you demanding more from him in whimpering broken whispers.

A sigh of both relief and disappointment escapes your mouth as you are given reprieve from his ministrations. In any other occasion, you would tug harder on his locks, make it clear that you wish for more but you did say ‘torturing me’ and, surely, Taehyung has every intention of following your words to perfection.

His eyes refocus on you, glinting with desire and playfulness and you can’t help but crack a smile for him and turn your grasp gentler, affectionate.

The fingers that were almost painfully locked in his hair are now caressing his head, his cheeks and his rosy lips wet with your juices.

He turns his face to the side to plant a quick and delicate kiss on the palm of your hand before leaning into your touch, closing his eyes to savour the sensation of your fingers on his skin.

“What else have you thought about me doing?” He asks next, his voice thick with need and devotion.

“Fucking me on this floor,” the confession makes your skin boil because on any other day you would have never admitted it out loud but as Taehyung’s eyes focus on you, desire burning inside his onyx eyes, there is not a single drop of regret in you.

“Is that so...” he whispers atop your skin before placing light kisses on your inner thigh, his tone pensive as if he is trying to envision claiming your body right here, right now.

His hands move from the curve of your ass to your hips, applying just enough force to drag your body down so you can lie on the floor beneath him.

“What about our fine carpet?” He asks as your back hits the rough fabric of the ancient rug, his eyes curious as he pries into yours.

His legs rest on either side of your hips, his hands trapping your head in place as he expectantly looks down at you, a little smirk already drawn on his mouth.

“We can afford a new one now, can’t we?”

Taehyung laughs at your words, shaking his head a little with your unexpected response.

“We really can, my love.” He says after a few seconds while inching forward to attack your neck and plant a few kisses there and rejoice in the little sighs you produce.

Your eyes flutter shut as he drags his lips downward, gracing your skin with the softest of touches to both shower you with love and make you squirm impatiently the closer he gets to where your desire lies.

The gentle kisses feel far warmer when they are planted on your mouth and they make your hips roll forward, desperate to feel more of his inciting touch.

When his mouth opens and he inhales loudly you close your eyes even harder in response whilst holding your breath, your body feeling on the brink of self-destructive implosion as you wait for him to claim you anew.

His heavenly lips encircle your clitoris with masterful precision and your back arches for him, your mouth opens in a silent moan that makes him suck on the little trigger in retaliation until you are forced to whimper out his name.

“I want to hear you,” he says, his lips brushing your skin as he slightly lifts his gaze up to meet your own.

Just like you, Taehyung has a fixation over the little sound you can produce while having sex with him and you know pretty well how worked up he can get by them and that is precisely why you give up any resolve about being quiet the instant his slender fingers start teasing your dripping core.

“Baby... please,” the quivering whine that escapes from your lips makes him smile in satisfaction, the little smirk looking almost infuriating to you when you’d put his mouth to far better use, “Stop teasing,” you add, a little pout turning your lips downwards in that adorable way you know gets to him every single time.

Without fail, Taehyung follows your pleas and directions with rapid eagerness to please you and in an instant, his slender fingers are lodged inside of you, stretching your walls in all the right places.

Your sighs and soft mewls fill the room alongside the sound of your squelching core under his masterful ministrations.

Taehyung stares into your face with that mesmerizing look of adoration that makes your insides absolutely melt while he completely ruins you with his touch.

It is maddening to see how much he knows your body and what it likes, it is almost scary to realize there isn't a single part of you he hasn't explored already, being so bent on mapping your entire body with his own, in every way possible.

It is impossibly easy for him to reach and find all the pleasure spots hidden within you and he does it so masterfully it leaves you absolutely breathless every single time.

His tongue darts out of his mouth again to tease your clitoris and make your eyes roll back inside your head. Your back arches almost instantly as he consequently curls his fingers inside of you, timing his ministration in a way that doesn't allow any reprieve.

Your breath turns ragged, your lips start to tremble as you part them to beg him for more whilst the pressure in your stomach gets stronger, heavier.

Reading your body like an open book, Taehyung slides another one of his digits inside of you, the motion rendered sleek and effortless by your dripping arousal.

"Tae..." the begging tone of your voice draws his eyes back on you, his lips twisting into another smile as he lifts his face up after leaving the apex of your core with a lewd pop.

His fingers turn a little rougher inside of you as you stare down at him, your mouth still parted as if you were about to say something else but found yourself incapable of doing so.

You gulp down heavily, the rhythm set between your legs turning almost bruising as you start to whimper for him, unsure yourself whether you want him to stop or keep going until you are melting right on the palm of his hand.

"I-," you quickly lick your lips, your mouth feeling suddenly dry by the pending release that has your walls already contracting wildly all around his fingers, "I want m-more."

Taehyung's eyes seem to turn into two onyx stones for a second, not a single glint of light reflected in them but, when he stares down at your core again, you find yourself whimpering at the lust reflected in those irises.

Your legs bend a little as you turn a little shy under his gaze, the desire of covering up the state of your battered sex growing almost overpowering as he licks his lips as if he is about to taste the most delicious meal ever.

His eyes shoot you a warning glare and before you know it, his mouth is secured around your little trigger again, sucking and pulling on the tender flesh until you are whimpering in pleasure and coating both his hand and his face with your glistening release.

"Beautiful," he mutters to himself as he releases your sex with both his mouth and fingers, allowing you to finally catch your breath.

Your body shudders at the sensation of emptiness he leaves within your sex as he draws back to take a better look at the state he has so quickly reduced you to.

"I want more," you croak out, your eyes pointedly fixing between his legs and the evident tent in them.

He laughs and clicks his tongue, tilting his head to the side while raising his eyebrows in a taunting way that dares you to be more specific, pronounce the final lascivious words that are standing between you and his almighty cock.

"In my fantasies, you never have clothes on," you chose to say, aiming to resume your little game.

Taehyung scoffs at your choice but still happily complies, not wasting the chance he was given of teasing you, yet again.

His fingers are still coated in your arousal and he makes it a point to lick them off before you, his eyes shining with mischief as he makes all those lewd sounds that turn your skin boiling hot and your core absolutely aflame in anticipation.

His fingers glisten with his saliva mixed with the remnants of your arousal as he lets them drop to the hem of his shirt, eager to finally set himself free.

He lifts his own t-shirt off and discards it somewhere behind him, carelessly throwing the fabric away so that he can step out of his pants next and feel some relief on his neglected sex.

His underwear is white and thin and it does absolutely nothing to conceal both his boner and the dark spot right in front of the tip of his cock.

"Do you see what you do to me without even touching me, baby?" He says as he palms himself before you, his eyes still fixed on your features to gauge your reaction.

You lick your lips in expectation, almost feeling the tip of his cock moving past your them and blessing you with his bittersweet taste and surely your train of thoughts must be really apparent because he sighs loudly and squeezes his sex harder, almost as if he's imagining your lips closing around it.

"Are you going to make me beg for it?" You retort whilst opening your legs a little more to draw his eyes back on your dripping core.

As soon as his gaze is fixed right where you wanted it to be you roll your hips suggestively, your left hand teasing your own swollen lips to taunt him a little bit further.

He draws in a sharp breath and cuts the distance between your bodies short while removing his boxer briefs in one go.

"Absolutely not," he retorts, his voice quivering as his hand flies to his now liberated cock.

The sight of his head tinted a painful-looking red glistening with arousal makes your mouth water and for a moment you do consider closing your legs, tease him a little by denying him access to your sex just to take him in your mouth but as he gives himself a little pump to release some of the scorching desire you cave in completely, too eager to finally have him inside of you to care about silly little games.

Taehyung stares right inside your eyes as he lodges himself between your legs, his hands on either side of your head.

"You know I love you, right?" He whispers, placing a soft and chaste kiss on top of your lips—a striking juxtaposition to the way his cock is slightly twitching atop your core, your skin deliciously brushing together as he nicely coats his sex with your juices.

You nod your head yes a few times and steal another kiss from his mouth before openly voicing out your feelings as well.

"I love you too, baby, so so much."

Taehyung smiles and places playful kisses on your jawline while aligning himself with your sex, clearly unable to resist any longer.

The moment the tip of his head moves past your labia you sigh in unison, relief spreading through your limbs as you finally get a taste of what you had been craving for the entire day.

His lips find the curve of your neck again and as he starts to push himself inside of you, inch by inch, he decides to suck onto the tender flesh until you are whimpering at the sensation of your skin being pulled by the passionate vice whilst your walls get stretched so blissfully by his engorged cock.

"You feel so good, baby," he whispers atop your skin as he switches to tender kisses on the same spot, his lips aiming to ease the little pain they provoked a few seconds ago.

"Yeah?" You whimper out as you move your legs to anchor them behind his back, "I can make you feel ten times better."

Your words make him groan loudly in the crook of your neck as he struggles to not slam right into you and finally quench his desire.

"Fuck me, baby," you add in a lewd whisper as your arms encircle his neck to keep him close to you as you start rolling your hips to meet his.

Your words really do pull the last straw for him and as they leave your mouth, he sinks right inside of you with a deep growl.

Your eyes roll inside your head, your back arching a little as he starts pushing and pulling his hips towards your sex, aiming effortlessly at the sweet spot he has conquered an incredible amount of times already.

Taehyung voice turns soft again as he whispers sweet nothings inside your ear to tell you how good you are to him, how much he loves you, how grateful he is for having you and also some lewd things like how well you take his cock, how much he loves your pussy and the way your voice sounds when you moan his name out loud for everyone to hear. All the things he says—both the sweet and the passionate ones—work like absolute magic on your body and mind and they turn you into a whimpering, boiling hot mess.

The smell of his cologne seems to amplify as sweat pools on his forehead, his neck, the small of his back and it is intoxicating. It feels like being drowned by his essence, like your own body is getting swept away by it, no, absorbed by it until there is simply no beginning and no end to the both of you.

His hips roll slowly into yours to deepen his thrusts and you pull him even closer to your chest, whimpering his name in his ears just the way he loves it, making him visibly shudder on top of you.

Taehyung grunts at the little sounds you make and picks up his pace to draw more out of you, louder ones and oh, he does.

You are absolutely shameless at this point and it doesn't matter that the walls on this apartment are paper-thin and people can certainly hear the both of you. In fact, you welcome the idea that they might be right about now, and that they may be imagining what you two are doing on the floor and, even more, that they might be getting excited by it.

"Tae," you whimper out again, your bottom lip quivering as your own fantasies and imagination start piling up wood to the already burning fire.

Your voice must sound pleading to his ears, maybe even desperate and it is evident once he starts picking up his pace to turn it bruising inside of you.

The head of his cock brushes relentlessly against your trigger spot and your chest starts heaving as a wave of pleasure washes over you from the tip of your toes right up to your skull.

The deep moan that escapes your mouth is only an inkling of the force of the pleasure that is taking over you and as Taehyung slows down a little you find yourself desperately whimpering at the accidental orgasm denial.

"Come here, baby," he says, his voice low and thick with raw passion as he lifts you up to have you sit on top of him.

"I want you to look inside my eyes as you come," he whispers before stealing a kiss from your mouth.

Your chests brush together as you slowly start to roll your hips forward to meet his, the sensation of his hot flesh pressed against your own hardens your nipples, adding stimulation to the already raging fire between your legs.

"Are you-ah-are you close?"

You tilt your body a little backward, allowing your hips to sink deeper on top of him and he grunts in appreciation as his hands find purchase on the small of your back to keep you still as he fucks into you faster.

Taehyung's low moans and sighs are music to your ears and they turn you even more eager to reach that delightful release while consequently bringing him down with you.

Your mouth seeks his own with roughness, all tongues and teeth clashing against each other until you scream his name and the orgasm makes your body deliciously aquiver for him.

Pearly strings of cum coil inside your stomach as he releases his load inside of you a few seconds after your own orgasm, your juices mixing together and spilling on the poor and forever-ruined carpet while you try to catch your breaths.

You laugh in his arms as he looks down at the state of the both of you and the fabric underneath your sweaty bodies and, soon enough, he is giggling alongside you while shaking his head a little.

His arms move up behind your back so he can drag you down on the floor and keep you there, nicely secured in his arms.

"To a new chapter of our lives," he whispers atop your mouth before stealing a quick kiss from them and you smile down at him, happiness wildly blooming inside your heart at the prospect of a new life together with the man you love.

If only you knew.

Copyright © 2019 by jeonggukingdom. All rights reserved.

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The Pay it Forward Fic Challenge

Tagged by @kimthreerings​ *fist bump*

The Challenge: If you’ve been tagged, find at least ONE FANFIC (feel free to do more) that you’d like more readers to discover and enjoy as well.  

It can be any fandom, trope, ship, rating…sky’s the limit!

@ five people to invite to take this challenge as well.

#PayItForwardFC

My Fic Recs:

HOMG I’m staring at my… 966 Viktuuri bookmarked works (what is wrong with me) and I feel like crying Okay okay so I love *~fantasy~* AU’s so here are some that I think should get more attention:

Fic Title/Link: A Tale Carved on Ice by @adorafics Rated: T Fandom/Pairing: Yuri!!! On Ice: Katsuki Yuuri/Victor Nikiforov Status: Complete (2656 words) Summary: “He met him in the heart of winter, when the powdered snow was still woven with magic and the ancient forest was succumbing to glair-white brilliance…” A bittersweet tale about the magic we lost and the one we found again.

– This fic is short but it gutted me. The plot, the language! If you like beautiful, bittersweet, fairytale-esque stories, this one’s for you!

Fic Title/Link: When Night Falls, I Love You Again by @yuuris-piano Rated: G Fandom/Pairing: Yuri!!! On Ice: Katsuki Yuuri/Victor Nikiforov Status: Complete (7100 words) Summary: Will you dance with me…one last time?“ ‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house. Not a creature was stirring, except for the magic of love and life. For you see, magic would come down the chimney and rub onto all the decorations. This magic gave the decorations a period where they could celebrate in the festive fun and cheer. And so the story begins…

– LIKE AN ARROW THROUGH THE HEART. Reminded me of Toy Story, or The Nutcracker; I would also recommend this story for those who like magical realism.

Fic Title/Link: wild mint blossoms by @selkiegirls​​ Rated: M Fandom/Pairing: Yuri!!! On Ice: Katsuki Yuuri/Victor Nikiforov Status: WIP (Chapters 2 out of 3 complete, 24530 words) Summary: In the land of the fae, Viktor falls in love the same way that he loses himself: with yuuri at his side and with the lingering scent of mint surrounding them both like a whisper.

– Viktor and fairy!Yuuri go on an adventure. Okay it’s way better than I make it sound; the worldbuilding is fascinating, the prose is beautiful and the story immersive WHAT MORE DO YOU WANT

Fic Title/Link: The Mark He Left Behind by @khaleeshli​​ Rated: T Fandom/Pairing: Yuri!!! On Ice: Katsuki Yuuri/Victor Nikiforov Status: Complete (8757 words) Summary: Viktor Nikiforov falls in love with a kitsune named Yuuri at the age of sixteen. Fate decides to pull Viktor away from Yuuri before their love can fully flourish. Viktor learns about love, Yakov interjects his opinions, and Yuuri is just pretty.

– IT HAS LITERALLY BEEN ALMOST A YEAR AND I’M STILL SCREAMING AT VIKTOR (read this and its sequel and you’ll see why)

Fic Title/Link: Your eyes could drown a city by @salanayuniasis Rated: G Fandom/Pairing: Yuri!!! On Ice: Katsuki Yuuri/Victor Nikiforov Status: Complete (4257 words) Summary: “Ocean, beautiful, selfish Ocean, wrap me up in foam, I am your betrothed. You who returns to the earth only the boats and the men you want to give back, give me the gold of the sumptuous sinking vessels, give me their treasures, bring in my town handsome sailors that I shall gaze upon. But, oh, don’t be jealous, I’ll give them back to you, one after the other.”

– Look I am a sucker for fairytale-esque stories with poetic prose don’t judge me also if it isn’t obvious already my reviews don’t do any of these stories justice

Fic Title/Link: will lose my desire for you (never my love) by @sinkingorswimming Rated: M Fandom/Pairing: Yuri!!! On Ice: Katsuki Yuuri/Victor Nikiforov Status: WIP (Chapters 1 out of 2 complete, 16146 words) Summary: Victor is ten when he leaves home to fine tune his alchemy, nineteen when he meets Katsuki Yuuri, twenty when he becomes a State Alchemist and a husband, and twenty-two when a teen named Yuri Plisetsky begins to report to him. His world changes drastically a few years later, and when Victor makes a decision that cannot be undone, he unlocks a mystery and crosses paths with a man only known as Lust. 

– I could have sworn this fic was finished… BUT I AM DEFINITELY NOT OPPOSED TO MORE. I never finished watching Fullmetal Alchemist but this AU I think really incorporates the series’ spirit.

Also I seem to just be reccing fics that made me cry omg why 

okay HERE

Fic Title/Link: I breathe for You, Only You by @narcissuspseudonarcissus​ Rated: M Fandom/Pairing: Yuri!!! On Ice: Katsuki Yuuri/Victor Nikiforov Status: Complete (35187 words) Summary: V’tor is a bronze dragon rider, destined to lead a weyr with his fire-breathing dragon Makkath in the age long battle against the terrifying organism they call thread. Yuuri is a dancer with a love of dragons, one of the first ballet dancers; having been able to access the newly discovered records from the colonists ancient computer system AIVAS.

– Love this Dragonriders of Pern AU! Get your dragons, romance, and adventure with none of the homophobia here

Fic Title/Link: ephemeral; by @gia-comeatme Rated: M Fandom/Pairing: Yuri!!! On Ice: Katsuki Yuuri/Victor Nikiforov Status: WIP (Chapters 1 out of 2 complete, 5919 words) Summary: Yuuri only wanted to get a tattoo as a reminder of how far he’d come, but instead, all it served to do was to remind him of how much he’s lost. Viktor was just supposed to be his tattoo artist, until he wasn’t, and then was again. :: The Olympics is all about stories. The only thing Viktor wants is to remember theirs, and yet all Yuuri wants is to forget.

– *flails* amazing urban fantasy with tattoo artist Viktor, figure skater Yuuri, and a really intriguing plot 8D 

Fic Title/Link: Pink Champagne on Ice by @lorienleylines   Rated: M Fandom/Pairing: Yuri!!! On Ice: Katsuki Yuuri/Victor Nikiforov Status: WIP (Chapters 4 out of ? complete, 20383 words) Summary: Welcome to Yu-topia Inn! Run by a darling family of bake-danuki demons, this remote Gilded Age manor is chock full of fine-polished rooms to ignore the outside world in. Yuuri Katsuki, the youngest member of the small family that runs Yu-topia, has barely seen life outside of the Inn’s walls. He spends his days caring for the guests – in more than one way. During the day, he brings them food and drinks, but during the night, he keeps watch for other demons that may come and try to hurt them. It’s a monotonous, routine life for a demon, but Yuuri isn’t complaining. Still, he can’t help but feel excited when his childhood friend, the ice-bending vampire Viktor, comes to stay. But Viktor isn’t coming as a guest this time; he has an ulterior motive, and Viktor’s decisions that may bring more adventure and drama than Yuuri ever hoped for.

– Vampire!Viktor and bake-danuki!Yuuri-- how could I resist? (I couldn’t) These two are so adorable, plus there’s the drama of Viktor’s family X3

Fic Title/Link: the voice of your heart by @maclaeroni    Rated: G Fandom/Pairing: Yuri!!! On Ice: Katsuki Yuuri/Victor Nikiforov Status: Complete (1751 words) Summary: The thing about having emotion as the very basis of your magic is that when something doesn’t align with your heart, it becomes painfully obvious. Viktor may not be able to use songs to create magic like Yuuri does, but even he knows that something is bothering Yuuri.

– I just really love this worldbuilding and of course Viktor and Yuuri’s relationship X3

Fic Title/Link: Keep Their Colours True by @pensversusswords Rated: M Fandom/Pairing: Yuri!!! On Ice: Katsuki Yuuri/Victor Nikiforov Status: WIP (Chapters 3 out of ? complete, 12947 words) Summary: Viktor Nikiforov, the Crown Prince of Pobeda, embodies everything Yuuri has heard about him; strikingly beautiful, kind, blessed with hair as silver as starlight that falls down to his waist, has a smile that could make the coldest heart tremble, and–most importantly–he is completely unattainable. Katsuki Yuuri is sworn to protect the Crown Prince with his skill, his dedication, and his life if necessary. The problem is that Viktor doesn’t seem to be content with staying out of reach. He is stubbornly determined to find a place in Yuuri’s life with his smile like sunshine, his infectious exuberance, his friendly disposition. Yuuri was just supposed to protect Viktor. He wasn’t supposed to fall in love with him.

– Age swap royalty fantasy AU with Yuuri as Viktor’s bodyguard. The pining! The drama! I am LIVING

Fic Title/Link: Foxfire by @awesometinyhumanbeing Rated: Not Rated Fandom/Pairing: Yuri!!! On Ice: Katsuki Yuuri/Victor Nikiforov Status: WIP (Chapters 1 out of 2 complete, 12852 words) Summary: He's—Yuuri stops. Mine doesn't sound quite right. For me. His eyes are smarting, suddenly. He excuses himself with a mumbled apology, hurries to any place that will hide him away. Vulnerability floods through him, makes him clumsy and sensitive. He's for me, Yuuri thinks, and he's crying, crying, crying. (The forest is Yuuri's home, and the kitsune are his kin. Victor teaches him what it means to be human.)

-- an AU with Japanese folklore elements, kitsune, beautiful descriptive writing, and a tender Viktor/Yuuri romance.  

Tagging: @dreaming-fireflies, @yuuris-piano, @yoyoplisetsky, @scribeoffate, @narcissuspseudonarcissus​

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Haikyuu!! Fics Rec List - Part 2

Well, you didn’t really ask for this but since I had collected all my favourite fics for that previous Haikyuu!! Fics Rec List, I figured doing a series of post on this wouldn’t be bad. And also, I just wanted to spread some goodness here. I really loved all of this fics! And also, I’d love to read some suggested by you if you’d like to!

Admin Kaye

Part 1

Build a Temple in Me by Authoress - 39k words, rated T, Completed: pairings: iwaoi

This is gold. It’s a japanese folklore au, covered in Studio Ghibli wonder and lots of young Iwaizumi and Oikawa. I really loved everything about this fic. The characters are perfectly depicted, the story gets you hooked from the very start and don’t get me started on the ambience descriptions! I could feel the humid mountain air of a forest while reading this! Just let yourself be swept away by this wonderful au!

Wreck a Temple, Forge a Promise by Authoress - 16k words, rated E, Completed, pairings: iwaoi, sidepairing: kyohaba, warning: smut! Like, quality smut!

This is the companion piece of “Build a Temple in Me” and it’s as good as the first one, but now Tooru and Hajime have fully grown up, figured things out, and are thinking about serious things together… if you know what I mean. Also, have you ever wondered who Tooru’s parents are in this au? You’re about to find out and it’s absolutely worth it! And I promise you’ll melt at the end. I did.

The Coolest Cake by Finding Schmomo - 8k words, rated T, Completed, pairings: iwaoi, matsuhana

Okay. Let’s take some Seijoh third years interactions, shake it up with some sugar, spice and everything nice, and you’ll have this super fluffy fic, full of Matsuhana’s shenanigans while they try to understand their feelings for each other, and some Iwaoi love that will make you melt and wish you have an Iwaizumi or Oikawa too. I really wish I’d have them. If you need something to help you smile, this is it!

Welcome Home by TheQuietCat - 3k words, rated G, Completed, pairings: iwaoi

I’m just really a sucker for all the Half-Filipino Iwa fics. I don’t know from where this headcanon came from, but bless who came up with it! I also really appreciate the pure, sheer, love it comes out from this fic, from Iwaizumi and his family, and from Iwaizumi showing Oikawa this precious part of his self that it’s his half-Filipino heritage. I really really love this.

The Best Best by rikke - 12k words, rating T, Completed, pairings: iwaoi

I guess you can easily tell I love iwaoi as pairing. I won’t even try to deny it. I just really love their interactions. But you know what’s better than iwaoi being iwaoi? Iwaoi in that confused stage between being a couple and realising feelings for each other! Just throw in the mix some uncle Tooru with Takeru, and you’ll have a very entertaining reading for the next hour!

Like Fire by anonymouschupacabra (accordingtomyresarch) - 22k words, rating E, Completed, pairings: kagehina, and some side oisuga, warning: they do the do, there’s lot of quality smut in this.

It’s not always Iwaoi, i’m gonna demonstrate this with this wonderful, fluffy and smutty fic! We know our lovely Kageyama and Hinata don’t usually shine for their insight but here? Oh, man, you are in for some quality dumbness! Just, let’s try to imagine what would happen if Kageyama had to pretend to be Hinata’s boyfriend as a favour. Here. We. Go!

Good Together by anonymouschupacabra (accordingtomyresarch) - 26k words, rated M, Completed, pairings: kageyachihina, yachihinakage,kagehinayachi? I don’t really know which it is, but also kagehina, yachihina, kageyachi, warnings: polyamory as if it wasn’t clear (I’m in for the poly!), asexual character, canon divergence, smut

Let’s just fall together down the rabbit hole that are kagehinayachi fics, and figure together with them how to get around a poly relationship. It’s good! It’s really good. They actually have problems, that are not always solved but they are in this together…UGH! This gives me so many feelings! Just go read it!