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dreamrecorder · 4 years ago

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Ok so- idk if you’ve seen demon slayer;; but there’s this episode (it was during the spider fambam arc) aNywaYs- so like. Rui yeets ties* (i guess-) Nezuko like. Up in the air. With his weird spider thread jazz— and like. It’s sHarP weird spider thread jazz— so she’s like. Yknow. Being sliced and diced with string— but it kindaaa reminds me of like. Xiao. And his like.... weird... sad.... uh. Karma. Thing. Like y’know where he’s like hanging from his arms- red stuff. Yeah. So like. Now for the actual request

Xiao’s s/o (female if you don’t mind;;) gets kidnapped by like— the fatui or smth. And they tie her up like Nezuko :D to be like “lol haha Xiao be all like-” and she’s just. Like. Dying. Slowly. Dripping b l o o d and yknow. All the tea. And Xiao comes to rescue her— and he’s like 0-0 “wait...” and he realizes that’s like- exactly what happens to him- and so. He beats the fatui’s butts saves his s/o, anddddd she like.

Idk. This is where I need your angst expertise ❤️ like- she could d i e. In his arms. And poor Xiao would be so scarred omg poor thing- BUT THE ANGST- but at the same time;;;; the f l u f f of him being able to save her just in time and she was like fighting for him the whole time or whatever and ended up needing him to save her anyways- and then Xiao feeding her almond tofu until she gets better ❤️❤️❤️

IM SORRY THAT WAS SO LONG- im probably going crazy from lack of sleep from reading fics for too long sndndnsnsj

But if you do this,,, BLESS YOUR SOUL I HOPE TO EITHER BALL MY EYES OUT OR SQUEAL FROM THE WHOLESOMENESS-

Anyways.... thank you! Have a stellar day~ ✨❤️

The heart yearns and the wind heard

lmao this ask is so adorable i hope you’d enjoy this ksks

anyway, full Angst train up ahead but there are moments of Fluff too. There are mentions of blood and violence if those are not your thing- dont worry guys, this goes with a happy ending cos you and Xiao deserve one~ on a final note- non canon compliant and suuuuuuper long- like- legit this is very long

The Yaksha sighs.

He’s here again. His mind and heart has returned his being into this crimson world his demons have created within him.

He feels it. He feels the corruption binding him tighter again for every death he brings by his tainted hands.

He looks at his bindings. And ever so slowly, the red and black coiling around his person will eventually reach his heart.

One day, he thinks, all this crimson and black in this world will swallow him whole and he will see the light no more.

Xiao sighs again.

This is his karmic debt.

The moment you stepped foot within Wangshu Inn, you knew he was in his prison again. After giving a quick greeting to the inn keeper, you hastily went to Xiao’s room. The closer you got, the heavier the atmosphere became.

You reached his door and knocked softly. As expected, no reply as he continues to struggle to take back his control over himself. Without hesitation, you stepped in. To anyone else, they would have instantly met his spear at their throats, but with you, this doesn’t happen. Instead, you see him crouched on the wooden floor with a hand on his chest. His knuckles were white and his breathing was ragged. His amber eyes- lost. Observing his form, yes… his moments of corruption are becoming progressively worse.

With swift steps of familiarity to this routine, you went to him and grasped his shoulders.

“Xiao, it’s me…” You whispered with clarity. And oh- how your voice brought a wave of comfort to his soul.

“N-name…” His voice cracked, but him calling to you is always a good sign.

You gave him a small smile and proceeded to grasp his hands together with yours. After which, you then leaned your forehead to his to chant your prayers. As your prayers progressed, slowly but surely, the corruption begins to fade along with the black mist that covered him. However, you took note how this ritual took longer than the last.

Once everything is done, Xiao just slumped onto your shoulders, still breathing deeply. “How are you feeling?” It was a useless question you asked every time this happens, but you always, always, have to make sure.

Usually, he would mutter a small ‘fine,’ but now- words seemed to have left his mind and all he could muster was an almost-unnoticeable shrug.

Truth be told- his response disheartened you, but you did not show it. Instead, you opted to simply encase him in your arms and caress his hair. After all, these are just one of the few, rare moments Xiao would leave himself into your care. Xiao is aware, himself, that his state has been becoming worse and worse. And you both know, that a day would come when he would just attack anyone- friend or foe- without a trace of hesitation. So, just this time- he speaks his feelings.

“Name?”

You answered immediately with a questioning hum.

“What would you do… when I finally lose control over myself?”

It was very subtle, but he felt how your hand stopped caressing his hair for a second, then proceeded to the previous task at hand again. In all honestly, you can never find yourself having an answer to that question. “And why would I ever let that happen to you?” You questioned back, fully aware that you were dodging his question.

Silence surrounded the two of you, unsure on what to do with the sudden heavier atmosphere.

Not wanting to face the cruelty of the world yet, Xiao simply buried himself on the crook of your neck even more. And despite the ghostly sensation of his lips on your skin, you could feel him mouth the words ‘I love you.’

“As long as I’m here,” you whispered, “nothing can hurt you.” And that was the most beautiful lie that the Yaksha has heard, but he was willing to believe all the same.

When word about Fatui diplomats starting a bank reached you, there was a nagging feeling in your head that trouble would bring itself present anytime soon. It was like an itch that wouldn’t get away. And the only way to have that itch gone is to scratch it.

“You are absolutely a fool.” Xiao stated darkly with crossed arms, for once disagreeing with the plans of his master.

“We can never know what their intentions are unless we let them start their bank, no?” Zhongli said as he gazed at the marsh spread beneath him.

The Yaksha only scoffed but said no more.

Building up your courage, you deemed it was your turn to voice out your thoughts, “Um… Rex Lapis, I see your point, but wouldn’t it be best to resolve the problem before it persists into something larger? We all know- All of Teyvat knows, that the Fatui are not to be trusted.”

Your archon offered you a kind smile, “I understand your worries, Name. However, as of the moment, they have not presented themselves as such. If they truly are our enemies, then it would be beneficial for us to know their intentions.”

You frowned deeply at his statement. Seeing you do so, somehow, your archon immediately identified your main concern.

“Is this about the Tianquan assigning you to be her representative for the Fatui?”

The moment those words left his mouth, a growl tore from Xiao’s throat, but he held his tongue.

“Did Ganyu tell you?”

The Archon nodded and you sighed.

“I volunteered, actually.”

And at that point, Xiao vanished into thin hair, but you could still his sense his presence around.

“May I know why?” Zhongli questioned gently.

For a moment, you struggled for words. You didn’t know how to describe this ‘itch’ to him. “At first, it was supposed to be Ganyu, since in the Tianquan’s eyes- Ganyu is an adeptus and she does not know that I am, too. Perhaps she didn’t want to put me in harm’s way, a ‘visionless human’ at the side of a harbinger. After some convincing to Ningguang for my volunteering, I spoke to Ganyu next.

“The adepti are divine beings that walk here in Liyue. I had this feeling that putting a divine next to a power-hungry harbinger would become an issue. I told Ganyu that, since I looked ‘harmless’ and ‘ordinary,’ the harbinger’s interest about the divine would never surface.”

A stretch of silence wrapped around them as Zhongli pondered over your words. “Perhaps, are you also planning to dig out the truth of their arrival?”

You nodded, “I knew you would allow them to stay, so I just took it upon myself to unfurl their secrets.”

“Hmmm… I grant you permission on doing this. However, should trouble arise, do not hesitate to tell us.”

The glare pointed at you was strong. Even without him saying a single word, you could hear his phantom voice in your head speak with such coldness, What are you thinking?

You simply gave him a reassuring smile, “I’ll be fine, Xiao. I may be a human in mortal eyes, but please do remember that I am also an adeptus, no matter how weak I am.”

Xiao releases a huff, but still sits by your side at the floor of the balcony, letting the moon kiss his skin. “You’re not weak.” He mumbled as he snaked his hand to yours.

To him, you will never be weak. In fact, you were the strongest being he has ever laid his eyes on. Not physically, no. It was you mental and emotional fortitude. Back during the Archon War, he always admired how you kept your head held up high no matter the suffering you have experienced. No matter how much death surrounded you, you still fought. And that strength made you a survivor. During the war, you never failed to help the wounded. Even when someone dies under your care, you held strong for the departed and for those who are left behind. You were a pillar of hope.

He brings your hand to his lips and kisses every knuckle “… Just be careful. If ever you are in trouble do not-“

“Hesitate to call your name.” You finished, beaming at his words.

As someone who used to be a healer and a doctor, you were quite familiar with several mild skin diseases that mortals can suffer from.

If there is an itch, you do not scratch it- for you will only aggravate the area even more.

Now that you’re working alongside the Fatui as the Tianquan’s representative, the itch you kept feeling was only irritated more. Especially whenever you spoke with the Harbinger who goes by the name Childe. And since your work requires you to cooperate with him, you also don’t miss the chance to discover what he hides, should the opportunity presents itself.

Childe… his azure eyes certainly have their… charm to those unaware. However, you knew better. You know he’s capable of drowning you just by his eyes. While he may be a cheerful man, his eyes lack the lustre of joy. The eyes are the windows of the soul, yes? If so, all you see is an unending ocean that you do not want to swim in. The surface may be calm, but the deep is relentless. However, duty bound you are- deep within the ocean, you shall find the secrets the Fatui hides.

Again, another scratch to the itch, but it only irritates you more.

The news of Rex Lapis’s death became the catalyst of you confronting the Harbinger. From Yujeng Terrace all the way to Northland Bank, you ran (with Ningguang’s permission of course). Before you can even open the door to his office, something caught your eye.

It’s faint, but you’re an adeptus. You sensed elemental traces, just smack bang at the middle of the door. You carefully scrutinized the tracings, and fortunately you knew Snezhnayan script. And what you read only made your heart sink.

It’s ready.

With the adeptal arts, you managed to uncover the origins of these elemental tracings.

Scratch.

Without hesitation, you followed these tracings until it led you into some ruins.

Scratch.

Following the tracings further, you find yourself in a dimly lit room. Wary, you summoned your weapon imbued with your element.

Scratch.

Searching the room, you came across several antique boxes. You opened them.

Scratch.

What you saw were familiar. Too familiar. Dimming the room more with your element, you find more Sigils of Permission hanging on the walls and on the ceilings. The energy within them were faint, but with enough numbers, it’s enough to kill a-

“Well, well well, I thought you’d be there mourning for your Archon. But here you are, snooping around someone else’s research material.”

The sound of his voice made you sharply turn your head to him, your stance now more offensive. “What are you planning?” You bit coldly.

The Harbinger hummed a small tune, “Nothing much… But! If you’re really curious, I guess I could tell you.” He hummed some more but you knew he’s not finished. Once he finished his tune, he grinned to you menacingly and the depths in his eyes became even deeper and darker, “After all, I won’t let you leave this place with you knowing my secret~”

There was this one time, Xiao struggled against himself so much, he scratched himself red so that he could anchor himself back to the real world. You remembered how much you cried as he slept in your arms. You never wanted to see him do that again. Seeing him hurt himself also hurt you, too. It was like a stab in the heart, then a twist, and twist some more. A slap in the reality that you might lose him one day.

As he slept, you solemnly observed the wounds he sustained himself to. They were angry red, just like blood.

Now, you, yourself scratched that itch in your head too much into a wound for blood to seep through. You scratched too much and now you have to bleed from it.

You were slipping in and out of consciousness. Sleep was tempting you more and more but you know you have to wake up. You were aware that this is going on for days.

Everything hurts. You remembered how his blades, imbued with the Sigils, weakened you thoroughly. Every slash he brought to your body just drained the energy away from you. But still you had to do something.

He wanted an adeptus- he wanted an adeptus in order for the Sigils to grow stronger both in number and in power.

Now here you are, bound by chains and suspended at the middle of this empty room. These chains were adorned by talismans that drained away your energy. You were bleeding from your wounds of your previous battle.

Drip. Drip. Drip goes the blood and pools on the ground underneath you. The ground, you barely noticed, was lined by Liyuean script which enacts the ritual of the Sigils draining your divine power from your blood.

To the eyes of a sadist- you were a picture perfect in a canvas. A dark room lined by the damned Sigils, glowing an eerie gold. Then there's you with your bloodied clothes and chains. The red pool underneath was casting a red glow on your way, giving you a red shade to your pale skin.

Everything hurts-

And everything was driving you mad.

You can also feel the Overlord of the Vortex feed from your energy through the Sigils. You sensed his lust for power and revenge. You felt his anger and the corruption within him. You felt his hatred and his want to bring death. For days that felt like years, you’ve been battling against that very same god in your head. This battle was not something you shall not lose to and failure is not an option. If you fail here, then Liyue will fall.

This god- he was driving you mad slowly.

If ever you are in trouble, do not hesitate to call my-

You shut the thought from your head. You are not going to call him. You will not speak of him. You will not think of him. You will not call him. Not to this place where his corruption will grow. No. You Will Not Call Him.

If it means that me not calling you will keep you safe from the corrupted remnant of a god- so be it.

Please

However, no matter how much you denied yourself to call his name, no matter how much your heart yearns to be with him- the wind does not ignore the pained sob that left your lips.

Ever since the news of Rex Lapis's death and the visit of the Traveler with a Sigil in his hand- the corruption within him just bloomed into something feral.

The Sigil- there was something wrong about it but Xiao doesn't know what is it that is wrong. Then there's you- where are you? Surely with the news of their Archon's death- it would send you to bring forth a meeting for the adepti to talk this over. But now- for days- you remain not by his side.

With you missing- the demons inside him are slowly taking control over him, taking advantage of his vulnerability for you. For each passing day, it was slow torture for him- The worry bubbling in him was consuming him. He glared at the Sigil between his fingers and not failing to notice how his dark aura covers him once more.

“Traveler,” Xiao called sharply, “What is it you intend to do next?”

To any mere mortal, the look his eyes held were enough to strike fear, but the Traveler stealed themselves- meeting the adeptus’s gaze with an equally serious calm. “I have my suspicions on a certain harbinger and I-”

“Where?” The Yaksha growled.

“In the Golden House.”

Without a word nor warning, Xiao placed a hand on the Traveler’s shoulder and teleported them to the place where the Exuvia is hidden.

To the Traveler, everything happened so quickly as one event led to another. One moment, they were standing among unconscious bodies of the Millelith then the next thing they knew a corrupted and demonic gust of wind flew them away to the side. Regaining back their vision, they could see Alatus’s spear now at Tartaglia’s barrier made of Sigils.

Alatus narrowed his eyes at the floating talismans and began to calculate the flow of this incoming battle with precision and accuracy despite his losing control over himself.

It was a tense minute of sizing each other up, but eventually, Tartaglia has broken the silence with his annoying innocent voice.

“Who would have thought that I’d have the honor of fighting another adeptus of Liyue?”

The question immediately fed the corruption within him, the dark aura exploding at it. He knew that he should not believe in the Harbinger’s words so easily, but the glint in the latter’s eyes held truth. You could be out there, hurting, scared, alone. You could be out there, bleeding out. You could be out there dyi-

His aura exploded once more at the thoughts spreading in his being. With a burst of unspeakable power, Alatus lifted his weapon and pierced the barrier once more, this time breaking it without failure. At the threat, Tartaglia backed away as he donned his mask.

In a similar fashion, Alatus, too donned his mask. “I will ask you once,” the Conqueror of Demons spoke with a deathly calm, “Where is she?”

He should have killed him then and there. But the call of the Overlord of the Vortex must not be ignored as it threatens Liyue.

In the small opportunity of escape, Childe took it. But he was weak and injured as Alatus swiftly threw his spear to block his way and teleported right in front of him. In a show of power, the Conqueror of Demons lifted the mortal by the neck.

“I will ask you again, where is she?”

In fear, Childe told him everything and at his every word, Xiao listened carefully- never speaking once. But the anger within his heart, it boils- it rages. His amber eyes bored into Childe’s soul- thinking what he should do to this mortal. Oh how killing him would be so nice. However, when the Yaksha’s gaze landed on the regal form of the Exuvia, he merely threw the mortal in its way.

“Killing you would have been easier. However, the crimes you have presented against Liyue are not mine for me to judge.

I leave the Harbinger to you... Rex Lapis.”

Once out of the Golden House, the Overlord roared once more, shaking the lands of the nation. However, along with it, he heard the faintest of voices. I’m so sorry... I couldn’t hold him back anymore.

Only then did the demons in his heart freely took control of him. Just like the stories of old, where the Yaksha walks, death follows. But they were no stories. In his way towards the ruins where you were held captive, every step he took brought carnage and even more death and blood to taint his hands. No Fatui will leave this place alive. The very being of destruction ended many lives. Each death, the demons were growing stronger.

All he wanted now was to kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill killkillkill killkill kill killkillkillkillkillkillkillkillkillkill

Then seeing you suspended in the ceiling and bound by chains. Blood was painted on your lifeless skin. Wounds were littered and bruises were blooming on your form. But most of all, your eyes. What were once full of life and hope- now empty and blank. His demons quieted down.

Broken. You were like a broken porcelain doll.

“N-name...” His voice cracked, not believing it all.

With haste, he quickly broke your binds and caught you in his arms. he was fast to check for your pulse and your breathing. And thank the Archons, you were breathing but barely. You were now walking the line between life and death. With all his might yet a gentle caress, he hugged you for dear life. “Name... It’s me...”

But still, your eyes still held no recognition and it shattered his heart to pieces. With further inspection, he sensed the presence within you. A corruption. A certain evil.

“Name, stay with me please,” Xiao begged with desperation as he fought back tears. “It’s me who supposed to be the corrupted one between us, not you... I’m not allowing you to leave me, you hear me-”

With a ritual of the adeptal arts, he started purging and purifying the evil left by the god who fed from you. He is not letting you stay alone in your prison, not for a second longer.

Xiao prays and he never prayed before. Even to his master. But just this once, He prays with desperation. You are the light in his darkness. You are the moon in his night.

The ritual was a delicate process. For every word he spoke, he was rewarded by your screams of pain and the writhing of your fragile body. He wanted to stop, but he can’t. He had to physically restrain you from trying to escape from his embrace and from hurting yourself. And for every cry you released, Xiao merely shuts his eyes clos just for him not to see your pained eyes. Every now and then, Xiao speaks gentle apologies and words of encouragement for you. You were coming back. But still, the evil persists.

You writhed and scratched against him, until you were creating more wounds for blood to seep through. When it came to a point, you began pleading and begging for him to stop, that was when Xiao had shed a tear. So he continues the ritual, his prayers, and his apologies. They were arriving to a point where the ritual is reaching its conclusion but your screams only grew louder.

Please, just a little more...

Please, just stop...

Please...

The corruption disintegrated away from you in a forceful release of dark energy. He was breathing deeply, attempting to calm his loud heart. When he placed his gaze on you, you were breathing rapidly and your eyes were searching blindly and your hands were desperately holding onto him.

“X-Xiao...” You whispered, “Where am I? Where are you?”

With a sigh of relief, the Yaksha hugged you again closer and his forehead to yours, fearing you would go away again. The action made you lift your hands to his face, still searching blindly.

“I’m here, Name... I’m here.” At his voice, the dam in your eyes broke as you cried silently. Xiao was not adept in emotions, but for you, he will face them gladly. He lets you cry as he gives you soft whispers of assurance, safety, love, and promises. However, you were not crying because of what had happened to you. You were crying for him. After experiencing such corruption-

You sobbed some more- you were this close to him losing you and you could not bring yourself to imagine if your roles were reversed.

“P-please,” you said with a broken voice, “please don’t go to the place where I can’t follow...’

The words, at first puzzled him, but after a few moments, he realized and once more it broke his heart. Bringing you closer, Xiao let loose the tears he was holding back. With a gentleness unexpected of the Conqueror, he simply littered your face with kisses. “I promise if only you would do the same.”

With your smile that he loved dearly for so long you too spoke your promise, “I do.” They were simply two words, but the comfort they bring into the Yaksha’s heart was in volumes.

After that, you shared a few tender moments in each other’s arms. Simply relishing the feeling of their familiar warmth. A little later, Xiao spoke, “Would you like to eat some Almond Tofu once we get home?”

The question made you giggle at his innocence, so you agreed. Despite you needing physical medical attention. But Almond Tofu with him? Yes, you two definitely need some emotional healing.

A/N: fINALLY dONE lmao this was supposed to be short but angst really makes me want to write longer everytime haha~ anyway this request really made me ponder bout genshin stuff with all the corruption this and corruption that but then a question popped up like-

how did childe replicate the sigil of permission? since sigils are imbued with divine energy, i just thought how did this guy accumulate so much sigils to the point of freeing Osial- a god!!! soooo i just played with the idea for a bit then figured out maybe these pieces of paper get the divine energy from a divine source right? and the adepti are divine beings of liyue and another thing- you guys might have noticed the change of names in some scenes- i dont know but i think somehow different names represents different side of a person like- we have childe the cheerful harbinger then tartaglia the power hungry harbinger- there’s Alatus who’s calculating and cold, there’s the Conqueror of Demons who’s ruthless and unforgiving, then Xiao who is calm and humane- lastlyyyyy i might post this in ao3 ksks

#genshin impact #genshin imagines #genshin scenarios #xiao #genshin xiao #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #xiao genshin #xiao x reader #xiao imagines #zhongli #childe #ganyu #ningguang

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setsailtomorrow · 3 years ago

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hello :) im not sure this is still sth you do, but i recently went through your yizhan fic recs again and do you have any new ones? im just too far down in that pit :D i'd take anything, AU or not, plot-heavy is good, any kind of smut is great, too, esp if it's sth new, sth that's not written about as much.

if you haven't that's okay, too, no worries. i just thought i'd try my luck since i really liked what you rec'ed so far. anyway, have a great day :)

hi anon! i love sharing recs so you are no bother at all <3

as for yizhan, i haven't been as active in the tag as i was when the other rec you mention was done. but i have read some good stuff and have some things to rec for you:

l'essentiel est invisible pour les yeux, 3k, E by gdgdbaby, neenya

Yibo sees the hot trend when he lands in Changsha on Monday night, while he's scrolling through Weibo on the ride from the airport to the hotel.

a collaborative work by two of my faves in the fandom! gdgd writing scorching hot and neenya illustrating <3 remember hysterical literature? yeah.

Paint My Life Red, 4k, E by airinshaw

Yibo is annoyed to have to get a decorator in to paint his new place, until he meets him and can't keep away.

moder au-ish. famous/non-famous is a trope i love and this was cute (and hot).

verse. chorus. verse., 7k, E by idrilka

‘It isn’t until later, as the gala winds down to a close, that Yibo comes face to face with Xiao Zhan under the cold, fluorescent lights of the men’s restroom. Xiao Zhan enters just as Yibo turns off the tap, hands still dripping with water.

There’s a small, ugly part of Yibo that enjoys the way Xiao Zhan’s feet stutter to a halt, surprise spilling all over his features as he looks over his shoulder like he wants to bolt. But Xiao Zhan is such a fucking adult about everything, so instead of running away, he plasters on a bland, camera-ready smile and says, “Yibo,” in an artificially light, level voice.’

Wang Yibo and Xiao Zhan meet for the first time in months at the Tencent Awards. Afterwards, they clear up a few misunderstandings.

another fave author of mine. that bittersweet thing of exes to lovers that fit yizhan so well. canon compliant, or what you call rpf.

And They Were Roommates, 8k, E by ShamelessPeterPan

When Xiao Zhan’s best friend asks if her cousin can crash at his place for a while, he doesn’t expect that the most difficult thing about having a roommate is the giant crush he develops on the gorgeous man.

hot and cute and fun.

Xiao Yaojing, 12.5k, E by Eudoxia

Yibo goes to perch delicately on the armrest of their couch. She has a perfect view of the front door from here. Or, more accurately, the front door has a perfect view of her.

She sticks her legs out straight, crosses her ankles, knowing that it highlights how long they are and how nice they look in the stockings. The skirt on the dress is just long enough to hide the fact that the stockings are only thigh length, too.

Something to surprise him with, she muses, running a hand over the skirt and smoothing it down.

A smirk twitches onto Yibo’s face. She looks good and she knows it. Knows Xiao Zhan’s already hot and hard for her. Knows she’s going to get fucked and get hugged and is so looking forward to it.

She leans back on her hands, or, as much as she can while sitting on the armrest, anyway, and waits, counting down the seconds until she hears Xiao Zhan’s key in the lock.

we got some feminisation up in here. read the tags before you jump in.

Third Time's The Charm, 25k, E by PencilSketchS

If Xiao Zhan had thought the disparity between the first and the second time they met was dramatic, then the current circumstances were just too unlikely to be true. Xiao Zhan walks into the dance studio of Made in V as a member of X-Nine and none other than Wang Yibo is there to greet him.

Or: Childhood friends reunite, and Yibo has really grown into his little horns.

modern fantasy kinda. childhood friends with the canon age difference. i enjoyed this, very cute.

my future in your laugh, 31k, E by timelykey

Xiao Zhan gives him a look. ‘Is it so important that I like you better than adorable, sick children? You can’t let the sick childrenhave this one?’

‘No, I can’t,’ Wang Yibo shoots back, zero hesitation.

Or, Dr Xiao Zhan meets idol Wang Yibo and falls in love, four hospital visits later.

this one came out pretty close to my other rec, and it's so good it deserves to be read by everyone! famous/non-famous again, xz's character is inspired by the one he plays on OoL. this is all an au should be.

Under My Skin, 42k, E by OverthinkingThis

When Yibo clasps Xiao Zhan's hands in farewell, they feel sensual and nimble in his own. The hands of an artist. Yibo suddenly thinks about them leaving a trail of ink on his body, one that he could touch and look at, like a memento.

“Yibo?” Jackson taps him on the shoulder. “You coming?”

Yibo blinks. He doesn’t know how long he’s been holding Xiao Zhan’s hands and staring up into his eyes, but ah, fuck it.

“No,” he says. “I’m getting a tattoo.”

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OR: Xiao Zhan is a tattoo artist, and Yibo has never wanted a tattoo so badly.

we need more tattoo artist xz in our lives i think. this is very good but i will warn for some frustrating miscommunication. still, very cute and the famous/non-famous trope again.

The Scent of Happiness, 48,5k E by vesna (mrsronweasley)

He raises his head up at the drinks menu and that's when the guy behind the counter turns around and greets them both with a smile.

Oh.

Yibo is aware that he's staring, but he just. Can't stop. The guy is tall--taller than Yibo--with long hair tied loosely into a bun. Soft bangs cover his forehead, with longer tendrils framing the most beautiful face Yibo has ever seen on a human person. And Yibo has met a lot of beautiful human people.

this is not a new one and is pretty high on the "sort by kudos"-list, so you might have read it! i'm reccing because i was feeling the famous/non-famous itch and reread it recently. it's well worth a re-read.

forehead kisses, break my knees, 54k, M by kinkywrists

It’s been a really long time since they spent any time together, the reality of their tattered relationship sinking in as Xiao Zhan breathes in the still air. It had been easy to near-forget about Yibo, as bad as that sounds. When you no longer occupy the same spaces as someone else, when you’ve both got huge, sprawling careers and no longer need each other for anything, it takes no effort at all to fill the space with other things, other people. It sounds a little heartless when Xiao Zhan thinks of it like that, but Yibo has been the same, most people would be the same. As much as it felt like he couldn’t for the first few weeks after they split up, Xiao Zhan can live without Yibo. It’s just that he would rather not.

In the end, it’s Yibo who breaks the silence.

“Why are you here, Xiao Zhan?”

and we have reached "and they were exes" part of the rec (everybody cheers)! read the warnings, wy goes to rehab, xz realises what he might have left behind. it's intense, it's good. captures c-ent well, set some time in the future.

See you in Eorzea, 63k, E by sandorara

I (M 28) picked up someone (M 2x) in a video game and I think they might be famous. Please advise.

...yeah there it is again. famous/non-famous, they meet online. i liked that this didn't put too much emphasis on the not knowing. also, i know nothing about the game they play but i could still follow along easily!

Sometimes We Take Chances, 76.7k, E by brooklinegirl

"Everyone's buzzing that you canceled a meeting. Someone said you were sick." Xiao Zhan sends a weird worried face meme that Yibo doesn't recognize.

Yibo runs a tired hand over his face. He hears from Xiao Zhan once in a blue moon. There's been radio silence since they'd had what Yibo can only keep telling himself was a wildly ill-advised hook-up backstage months back. They weren't anything to each other. Why is Xiao Zhan asking about him now?

"Yeah", is all he sends back. He tries to line up words to say next, but his brain is thrumming with bewildered exhaustion. He's staring down, thoughts moving sluggishly, as the screen dims for a moment, Xiao Zhan's text coming in right before it locks itself.

"Your stomach again?"

Yibo does, then, definitely break into slightly hysterical giggles. Yeah. Yeah, Xiao Zhan, it's his stomach again. It's definitely his stomach again. Sure. Yes. Absolutely. It's a big stomach thing. Probably going to be a huge stomach thing.

you have to know, i LOVE this writer. for wangxian, for yizhan, their work is always outstanding. this is no exception. funny story: as i was reading this, pictures promoing yibo on sdoc4 came out and he was wearing some sort of sash thing across his torso. my brain went, "ah, the pictures to hide his pregnancy dropped". lol. that's how well this writer does her thing.

Under Pressure, 132k, E by augmenti 🔒

“There could be children, Yibo.”

“Good,” Yibo says. Forever, and a family with Xiao Zhan. He wants it, more than he’s wanted anything in his life, he wants to hold onto them. He kisses him hard, fisting Xiao Zhan’s shirt in his hand, right over his heart. His pulse is racing so fast, much too fast. Dangerously fast. The kiss is more of a fight, Yibo’s teeth catching on Xiao Zhan’s bottom lip as he pulls back, panting hard. “Give me your fucking kids before I die waiting, gege.”

read the tags. i took this one chapter at a time. modern fantasy, xz is a sort of tentacle monster, but mostly has a human shape. rut hits and eggpreg happens. this is a very wellwritten fic, with lots of emotions, angst and happiness. mostly there's so much love between the two. and it's very very lovely.

#fic rec yizhan #quite a few famous/non-famous this time around #i hope you don't mind that trope anon #it was fun to go through my ao3 history for these #turns out there were quite a few i wanted to rec #more long fic than i thought #i actually cut some shorter ones #let me know if you want more of those

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senseiwu · 3 years ago

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Could I hear some of your ideas for that flower fic??

Hi, sorry for the delay!! Thought I should answer this on my laptop instead of my phone.

I’m gonna put it under a read more, cause I know hanahaki can (understandably) make some people uncomfortable.

But because this is me, there’s a 99% chance you can guess who the poor main character is. I think the term for this type of thing would be canon compliant....? Mostly?

basically its onesided wusako

probably started off with a bit of a cough some time before writing the letter, didn’t think much of it.

things only get worse as time goes on. soon enough wu’s dealing with a weird pain in his chest, a whole lot of coughing, AND the freaking war on top of it all.

garmadon announces that he and misako are seeing each other. wu still has not heard ANYTHING about the letter..... had he made a fool of himself? did she want to pretend like nothing happened? regardless, shes his friend, so hes happy for her and for garmadon, they seem so happy.

its wu, so he doesnt say anything about it to anyone, not even when he starts coughing up petals.

peonies. misako’s favourite flowers.

no one knows still, but those closest to him (like garm and ray) know something is up.

i havent worked everything out yet but eventually mystake figures out what’s going on; either shes seen it before long ago or maybe its a Thing that can happen to oni? who knows. not me. im just here for the angst and suffering. (sorry wu)

shes kinda pissed that it’s progressed to the point where hes coughing up entire flowers and sometimes blood and he hadnt said anything. he says it was because he was trying to find out what it was.

when he learns what’s caused it, well..... he CANT tell this to misako, what if she felt guilty? he couldnt do that to her. and he thinks hes already told her his feelings, so there’s no point anyway. (remember, it wasnt til s4 when the Truth came out)

the only non love related way to get rid of the disease is a tea mystake can brew - but in getting rid of the flowers in his lungs, ANY feelings for misako would go away, unlikely to ever return. had it just been romantic feelings, wu would have accepted this in a heartbeat. but she’s a dear friend.... if he could never be friends with her again..... surely there must be another way.......

i think at some point garmadon finds out from mystake and hes just ‘....i just wanted misako, not for wu to die....’ and shes like ‘what now’ and he gets scolded by his aunt djgagkljeioda

i dont know what happens, how it all ends....... spark took over my brain before i could think of anything and its the only thing ive been able to think of since so i havent put much effort into this.... story? idea? even though i did all that research into flower symbolism before just deciding peonies are pretty, misako is pretty, i think some of the symbolism matched maybe.

i forgot to mention but of course misako is here for her friend in his tough time. he definitely tries to hide it from her of all people.

#ninjago #sensei wu #hanahaki #asks #........also took a while to answer cause i was. nervous.#still am #but #its 2022. im trying to get over that embarrassment because why is something suddenly cringe when its about wu?#im just delaying posting this by rambling in the tags yes #its not fully fleshed out #because as i said. this was shortly before ray and wu took over my brain #and im not changing it cause im not ready to write this type of angst for them yet

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diyeoracha · 4 years ago

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fanfic recommendations

for @kittensocute bc i heard “atsukita” and “iwaoi” in reference to fanfiction and i am There

i took your “i love slow burn or slow build fics... so i like relatively shorter burn fics (20-30k). If its a 10k oneshot slow burn hELL SIGN ME UP” and absolutely ran with it.

i listed my fav iwaoi fics (17) with a longer word count (longest is 80k) that are all mostly either canon compliant or divergent with only two straight up AUs. none of them feature heavy nsfw content and most if not all are tagged as friends to lovers lmao. feel free to read the my thoughts or just go into them blind!! and they’re all in order of how much I absolutely adore them :^)

now atsukita is not a big ship *sobs* but here are some of my favorite fics (7) of them! a lot of them are shorter bc i guess that’s just. what happens when it’s a small ship LOL.

the formatting in this is fucked if you open it from ur dash but if it’s on my actual blog it should be fine!

Iwaoi

the courtship ritual of the hercules beetle

Word count: 66k

thoughts: my absolute absolute absolute favorite iwaoi fic. the characterization, the fact that oikawa’s a bastard but because he and iwaizumi are older (late 20s i believe), it feels more realistic and sad rather than oikawa being a bitch for the sake of it. spoiler alert it’s slow burn and pining and mostly oikawa not realizing his feelings. this world building is pretty cool bc iwaizumi is the professional player while oikawa is an entomology professor! also i love non-linear narratives bc of This fic. there’s mutual pining in this fic but it’s really really really subtle to the point where you dont even know if oikawa likes iwa. this made me cry like twice.

sunset towns

Word count: 33k

Summary: In the summer of 2020, Oikawa Tooru returns home from his first successful stint as captain of Japan’s national volleyball team. In one hand, he holds the undisputed weight of an Olympic medal, and in the other, his unresolved feelings for a childhood best friend.

thoughts: the tone in this is So similar to the courtship ritual that I liken this as an alternate story even though it’s still oikawa’s pov. professional player oikawa and regular guy iwaizumi and oikawa is just. bumming around at iwaizumi’s place and naturally he messes up but things happen.

told before and told again

word count: 4k

thoughts: i looked through literally all the tags i could’ve thought of for this and nearly cried when i found it agian. outsider POV!!

In damp earth my body

Word count: 15k

Summary: Onscreen, the nation’s favorite setter has arranged himself so that he’s bowing, forehead pressed to the court, like he’s thanking everyone for their kindness thus far, like he’s asking for forgiveness. Hajime thinks: shit, it’s really happening

thoughts: oikawa retires and moves in with iwaizumi and they blur the line between roommates/best friends and being fwb. this is an iwaizumi pov and the pining is obvious on his end. as a iwa stan the tone made me feel weird bc it makes it seem like iwa cares more abt oikawa than he cares abt himself but. its a good fic

i grew up, you grew down

word count: 19k

thoughts: this is also SO funny bc basically oikawa retires and moves in with iwaizumi and becomes his stay at home wife and a bunch of shit happens like people think that oikawa is dating ushijima and oikawa basically loses it every time. here’s one of my favorite quotes:

“Oikawa also bought a new ultra-strength vacuum cleaner he’d decided to name Ushiwaka out of sheer spite, because it sucked all the air right out of the room. Iwa-chan didn’t think the joke was that funny when Tooru told him, which was frankly very hurtful and insensitive.”

Mint

Word count: 19k

thoughts: iwaizumi is moving and oikawa planned a perfect last hangout and it goes to shit featuring matsuhana. oikawa pov where he pines more than iwa which is something i can get behind!! and this was written in 2015 and iwa’s moving bc of a sports medicine program so iwaizumi stans know and love him sm ;;

Almost a Stranger

Word count: 16k

thoughts: same premise as mint LOL except they’re on a trip together and there’s more non-linear narrative!! this one is a little more mature in tone than mint i would say (funny how people just like splitting them up and throwing them in different countries huh)

with every second that you could give

Word count: 9k

Summary: The journey of Iwaizumi and Oikawa going for gold.

Quote: He knows they’re too close. Iwaizumi knows it too, and they both decided to move in together anyway.

thoughts: iwaoi roommates and they’re both obviously and really pine-y for each other and everyone sees it but them. srsly. they’re sleeping in the same bed. like my god

Lost in Translation

Word count: 9k

Summary: Because misfortune come in threes, Iwaizumi Hajime starts his Thursday having a screaming fight with Shittykawa, spends his lunch break listening to the UCI women’s volleyball team gossiping about how Ushijima Wakatoshi had gone public about his longtime love affair with Oikawa Tooru, and closes out the day by drunkenly dropping his phone into a sewer grate.

thoughts: so funny. so sososoosso genuinely funny. the tone is so snappy and iwaizumi honestly just sounds like a confused teenager (which he is in this) and it gets extra points for including a lot of american culture that a lot of the other iwaoi college au ones don’t include for like. obvious reasons lol.

Something Borrowed

Word count: 16k

Summary: In which Oikawa and Iwaizumi have always been a foregone conclusion to everyone else, but a massive, unanswered question to one another.

thoughts: iwaoi roommates thats abo but it’s like. mentioned twice. whiny and possessive oikawa makes an appearance in this but it’s done really well

things that change, things that stay the same

Word count: 8k

Summary: Oikawa realizes he’s in love with his best friend; it sucks for a while. (But only for a little while.)

thoughts: high school getting together!! my second iwaoi fic ever and this one is just. so sweet. just an unsure oikawa realizing iwaizumi might be more than someone he wants as a best friend. this fic is honestly really really lovely.

galaxies, within you

Word count: 21k

Summary: Hajime and Tooru move in together at the start of university. Too bad they’re stuck with the two gremlins that haunt their apartment.

thoughts: ok this fic was so funny. theyre uni roommates and matsuhana just come fuck shit up and they all act like idiots together even though they go to different schools. and this really throws me back to university days.

Thirty Years and Change (the Games of the XXXIII Olympiad)

Word count: 19k

thoughts: pro! oikawa and iwaizumi haven’t been close for a while until oikawa invites iwaizumi to go to the games with him. there’s a lot of frustration and pining and actually talking about feelings (aka iwaizumi losing his mind and getting advice from people like akaashi)

when it starts to rain, they go inside

Word count: 33k

Summary: “Where?” starts Iwaizumi.“ My parent’s old lakehouse, silly, didn’t you hear me the first time?” OR: Oikawa takes Iwaizumi to his lakehouse for two weeks, post-graduation.

thoughts: this was actually my first iwaoi fic which is funny bc the author doesn’t even like oikawa much and i didnt even ship anything in haikyuu before i read this fic and now im in iwaoi hell. oikawa is really frustrating in this in that it’s basically a really good character analysis on how oikawa comes off as a Mean person all the time bc he’s manipulative and there’s some explicit content

shiver

Word count: 16k

Summary: Oikawa was always the brave one. Hajime just followed two paces behind.

thoughts: iwaoi roommates with oikawa admitting his feelings first back when they were in middle school and iwaizumi putting that thought on the backburner until. obviously. things happen.

Desperado

word count: 80k

thoughts: one of my favorite aus. it’s all from kyoutani’s perspective and it’s almost so au that they’re original characters (if that makes sense). basically iwaoi matsuhana are ex-grifters except iwaoi are estranged and daishou somehow brings everyone back together. excellent world building and reading the pov from someone not involved with the iwaoi drama was refreshing

sing with me a song of conquest and fate

word count: 26k

thoughts: a mythical kings au that’s just. so pretty. iwaizumi ends up becoming oikawa’s servant for some reason and the world building is a+ because you can feel the trust and frustration from both of them build

Atsukita

dreams of me and you

word count: 10k (incomplete)

my second atsukita fic that rly sent me down atskt hell ;; what is essentially post-break up when atsumu gets signed to msby and he’s just Pining and sad for the most part. but the established relationship pre-break up was written really nicely because it just fits my hc of them just being domestic and atsumu being blatantly head over heels

take me home

word count: 4k

i read this this morning and it wrecked me. domestic relationship atsukita?? sign me up

No time like the rest of my life

word count: 19k

mythology au with kita as a regular person and rest of inarizaki as fox spirits! it’s cute and the world building is absolutely lovely but it is an au so they might seem ooc but their core character values are still there

wild blue yonder

word count: 6k

literally full of similes and metaphors and it’s more of an abstract read i guess? but it’s so beautiful and soft and this is exactly how i imagine their relationship

reap and sow

word count: 8k

atsumu confesses and kita ignores him and it’s a couple years after the fact and it’s mostly just weirdly domestic almost roommate like except for the fact that atsumu makes it clear he likes kita LOL. they’re really in character for this!

weightless souls

word count: 2k

pillow talk before atsumu’s first game! the atsumu pov and voice is amazing

if we were both alone

word count: 7k

now this was actually my first atskt fic that sent me down this rare pair hell. it’s an explicit chat fic (both tropes i usually try to avoid) but atsumu types like me (except for the nsfw parts alksfjd) so i guess i like. feel appreciation LMAO.

if you do read like any of these fics pls let me know so we can discuss

♡＼(￣▽￣)／♡

#iwaoi #atsukita #i added some more on friday feb 19!

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pendraegon · 4 years ago

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4. Are there any writers that inspire you?

19. Do you prefer canon-compliant, AUs, or something in-between?

12. Tell us about a WIP you’re excited about. ♥️

4. Are there any writers that inspire you?

oh i answered that here! :3c

19. Do you prefer canon-compliant, AUs, or something in-between?

i’m normally an au bitch myself, but i’ve slowly come across to canon-non compliant oiDJFOASJ only because i get salty very easily so im like “fuck it i going to write fix it” but then i never do and it just lives in my mind sIODJFSOA. but definitely au, i think it’s the most fun -- i like reading aus most so of course i like writing them most!!

12. Tell us about a WIP you’re excited about. ♥️

hgndjfojs okay so um. hannibal fic<3 it’s post season 3 and hannibal and will live in this quaint cottage on the edge of a town in either europe or south america i have not decided yet JAOFIJSAO and anyways um. hannibal basically coaxes a dog home and will is basically strangling a dude (okay uh in my mind post fall will doesn’t kill blindly, will’s righteous, he has always been and he has...well. hannibal’s a simp for him so i firmly believe hannibal would allow will to ‘choose’ who to kill ie those who hurt other people because will graham likes hurting bad people) in their living room and im literally SO excited for it. i really want to show just how much the two of them like have blurred into one another and i think doing a flip of the first scenes of will rescuing a dog/hannibal killing someone makes it funky and fresh oasijdfklsa hopefully!...it was originally gonna be done this weekend but i have this one engagement so it’ll probably be out sometime next week and im so aisolkfjdoasifjasofd it’s been really fun!! i think everyone knows i rarely write outside of arthuriana (i only have 1 mdzs fic and 1 atla fic) so it’s nice to explore more things than just my usual!! here’s a link to a snippet for it!!!

oh im also writing a romance of the three kingdoms modern au fic but that’s...even nicher than arthuriana and will only appeal to like. 4 people tops. AISODFKLASOJ

35 questions for fanfic writers prompt list<3

whoa :flushed: send me an ask maybe?

#TORI<33333 hi how are u doing babe???#ask memes #torsamors

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buckskinblues · 5 years ago

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I'm very bad at words. Do you have some templates I can use to make nice comments on people's fics? I just never know anything to say or sometimes all comments I write sound dumb so I just don't comment :(

First off, don’t feel guilty about not commenting. You don’t owe anyone anything and no one should judge you for “not giving people what they deserve”. I want to make it clear that I don’t see comments as some sort of transaction. They’re not a way to “repay” the writer that’s required to enjoy fan content. That being said I do encourage people to do it. We can all say “write for yourself” until we’re blue in the face but the fact remains what keeps writers writing is engagement. Of any sort and in any amount. It’s just frustrating for writers to work so hard on something and then post it to share with others and then...crickets. Some people liken it to the creator giving the fandom a gift and then the fandom thanks them for it. Which I think is a good analogy.

But talking to people and finding the words to say can be hard...which is why it’s a good thing writers are extremely easy to please when it comes to commenting. Really all that’s required is that you do it in the first place and we’re as pleased as a peach. You don’t have to be eloquent and persuasive with words to make an impact.

There’s a lot of “scripted” things you can say:

Tell them this is your second time reading their fic (or third or fourth). It’s a huge compliment to know something was so good you had to read it more than once.

“I loved it!” Isn’t too generic or repetitive at all. A writer will never get over hearing it or any variation on it.

Tell them it’s one of your favorites.

Tell them when and where you read it. It’s fun and flattering to read that someone shouldn’t have been reading a fic because they’re at work/school or should be sleeping but did anyway because it was that good.

Give them a “standing ovation” and “throw roses” at their feet.

AAAAAAAAAAAA ahsoaguthgn I loved it! AAAAAAAAAAAAa

If there’s a cliffhanger or foreshadowing for something then comment on it. Something like, “oh no, what’s going to happen next? *chuckles* im in danger”. Express anticipation for finding out what happens.

Tell them you wish you could give more than one kudo.

Tell them how you reacted to something out loud/physically. Like “I rolled around on my bed in glee when the almost kiss happened!” or “I literally screamed out loud at [insert scene here]!” something like that.

Reply to other comments expressing your agreement. Comment sections aren’t just for speaking to the author but for discussing things with other readers.

Tell them you’ll recommend it to other people.

Copy a bit of the fic and paste it in your comment to tell them it was your favorite part.

Thank them for writing it.

Pick a detail out and say you liked it. “I like how you characterize [x].” / “I like [x] headcanon you have and how you incorporate it.” I love, love, love it when readers comment on how they like how I characterize someone or that they like the headcanons I have for them.

If it’s an AU or otherwise non-canon compliant then tell them which bits they’ve made up that you really like.

If the fic is about a rarepair or a character that doesn’t get much attention then tell them you’re happy they’re making content for it.

These are all simple ways to give people feedback that don’t require writing a long dissertation for each fic/chapter. All feedback is good feedback.

But if even then you can’t think of anything to say or just want to spice up your comment then you can have a GIF or reaction pic do the talking for you. It’ll require some HTML and copy pasting the image URL but it’s pretty cool and honestly not that hard even if you’re a noob with HTML.

Just find an image or GIF online, right click on it, then click on “copy image location”, paste that in place of the brackets (but keep the quotations), [ ] <- these things, and you’re good to go. The reason you have to do this is because Ao3 doesn’t host images itself, it instead “pulls” those images from other servers so it has to know where to get it and viola!

Happy commenting <3

#i had to try answering this three times bc tumblr hates me #asks

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plinys · 8 years ago

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wednesday fic recs, coldwave edition [1.11.17]

so for the first half of last year i was putting out 8 random recs a week (as i cleaned out my bookmarks) with the occasional themed rec list. well - my 2017 tumblr resolution is to get more active and into the swing of things now that my life is semi back to normal

i was going to do a random rec but the first 10 pages of my history were legends of tomorrow fic (most of which were coldwave) so this one gets to be themed oops:

A Whole Lotta Money (That’s Ready to Burn) by violentcrumbles

“Why not?”

“Because…” Len was at a loss for words. This was not a conversation he’d expected to have ever, and certainly not while drunk on a street corner in Las Vegas at three in the fucking morning. He said the first thing that came to mind. “Because weddings take planning.”

my comments: because these boys are basically married in canon anyways, but one of the first things i wanted upon finished season one and being dead of feels (other than a fix it) was fic where they got married and low and behold this fic exists. vegas weddings are the best sort of weddings, and i just adore this fic so much its so good and so true to them and also a wedding fic which makes me weak af like treat yourself to some pre-canon fluff

In Scorched Places by nirejseki

Jefferson Jackson gets railroaded into the Jaeger Program and meets Mick Rory. It's the best thing that's ever happened to him.

my comments: this is all from jax’s pov but it still technically counts as a coldwave fic, so i am going to rec it because oh my god, like the whole plot other than you know - fighting aliens inside giant robots (CAUSE HELLO THIS IS A PACIFIC RIM AU) - is about getting the two of them together. and i just !! so blessed to have this in my life !! a most wonderful mick! a most grouchy len! and an amazing jax to tell the whole story and just make it?? so fucking good !!

In the End by TheAutotheist

It was said that the words that appear on your forearm are the last sentence your soulmate ever says to you.

my comments: you all know how i feel about soul mate aus, and angsty soul mate aus are right up my alley. this one is technically non canon compliant cause i guess it got joss’d or whatever the dc equivalent is but its so good and hurts me so much - so uh if you are a fan of pain and soul mate aus, then you need to go read this right now

Measuring Up by violentcrumbles

“How was it?” Mick called out behind him.

Len turned. Mick nodded toward the croissant balanced carefully on top of the pastry box, a noticeable chunk missing. “Best in the state?”

“Honestly?” said Len as the door swung closed behind him. “It was a little dry.”

In which Mick owns a bakery, and Len is secretly a professional restaurant critic who loves Mick's pastries, but will never say that to his face.

my comments: this fic appeared like two days ago? and i just finished it at work during my prep hour today - cause life has been busy - but it was so good and i def put off planning tomorrows lesson in order to finish this fic so like if that isnt a quality recommendation idk what is. this was just?? so good. the pining. the miscommunication. the delicious baked goods. would def recommend this as a feel good long fic

No Matter What Happens Tomorrow by ajremix

Len felt his mouth go dry. "You remember that Bill Murray movie? Where he re-lives the same day over and over again? Is something like that possible?"

Mick looked more intensely serious than Len could recall in years. "You telling me you're going through a Groundhog Day Loop?"

"Is that the technical term?"

my comments: okay so technically this is the second in a series, but i love this one so much i have to spot light it (probably read the first one in the series so the ending of this makes more sense, but i dont think its 100% necessary) - but basically this is a TIME LOOP FIX IT and like if y’all know me at all its that i love time loops. like the second i saw the finale, i was like “if nobodys written a time loop fix it, i gotta” thankfully someone beat me to it (cause im months late to this fucking show) and it was the most wonderful of wonderfuls, im so pleased!!

Stitch In Time by nirejseki

After the Legends' quest goes bad, Mick reassumes his identity as Kronos and decides to take the task of fixing the timeline into his own hands. His targets: teenagers Leonard Snart, Mick Rory, and Barry Allen.

(It doesn't go as he expected)

my comments: ENDLESS SCREAMING ! this fic is so good - actually everything by this author is amazing like, i read almost all their fics for this ship which is so many, and i told myself i was only allowed to pick two to rec on this list, so this is the second one. i loved this fic!! i like spent 24 hours just like thinking about this fic after i had finished it like i couldnt start another because this story - and the universe created by it - had just consumed me momentarily.

Therapy by dragonspell

“And you!” the man wearing Mick’s face shouts, pointing at Leonard. “I’m going to kill you, do you hear me?” Leonard keeps his head against the wall but tilts it slightly towards Mick’s voice, a loose acknowledgement of the threats being made against him. “But first I’m going to fuck you. I’m going to bend you over and fuck you so hard that my cock will be the only thing that you remember.” Mick pauses. “You tell them what a cockslut you are, Snart? You tell them how much you like being fucked?”

“Yeah,” Leonard drawls, “it was right in between the discussions about liking card games and single malt scotch.”

Mick steps closer to the edge of his cell. “Mmm, how about the first time we fucked? You couldn’t stop shaking. Sixteen and didn’t know shit besides the fact that you wanted me.” Well there’s a trip down memory lane. Yes, Leonard remembers that. And it’s not something that Mick gets to toss out because he’s pissed or Chronos gets to use because he’s gunning for some kind of fucked-up revenge.

(Or, after the team captures Chronos, Leonard gets creative trying to help him remember being Mick again.)

my comments: literally so much sin, like this is the kind of sin i wanted from this fandom. sin with mick recovering from being chronos. len curing him with the power of sex, like idk why i didnt know i wanted this originally and then i read it and was like “oh yes” this was something i def needed in my life very badly bless the world for having given it to me. like man !! this is so hot !! i cannot stress enough how hot this is !! oh damn okay HOT DAMN

Vengeance is like fire by Thei

What if Chronos had gone back to Central City for Lisa, in order to hurt Len?

my comments: my bookmark note for this one said “technically gen, but mostly pain”. also here is where at the bottom of my list, i mentioned that the first thing i did after binging season one was search for all LoT fics with “chronos” tagged in it, because i am a sucker for pain and also because i have some very specific kinks for this ship that nobody has written yet and thats a shame. but beyond that this fic is probably the best chronos!mick & len interact fic i would find. and its gen. like the chronos!mick voice in this is on point, and i am weak for snart sibling dynamic so, this just hit all of my needs and wants as far as pain goes

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