#brotherly angst ig

[lovely-oh-so-lovelyyui]

at the last dark hour, the sun will rise again

Ayato and Laito's occasional bedtime routine. (that's bait, it's just a bit of angst)

Haven't got the guts to call him up

Walk around as if you never cared in the first place

But if you never call, you'll end up stuck

Without another chance to tell him off right to his face

Although it was a fact that in between the triplets, Ayato and Laito were identical, some days nowhere felt more alien than under his striking green gaze.

He wasn’t some model older brother who knew his brother relied on him.

Yet he wondered when all was said and done; when the night passed and the sun crouched on the horizon, his blasted phone would go off, he’d let the missed call float away in the emptiness of the room, listening to the birds that occupied Subaru’s garden chirp their annoying greetings.

Then it rang again. Habits die hard.

When he picks up he never expects whom it may be, he’s learned his own couple of tricks over the years where he likes to imagine a face with a voice. The husky ones are brunettes with pretty hazel eyes, the soft ones have pin-straight hair, with the softest-looking cheeks he’s ever seen straight out of Kanato’s collection. Some high pitch red-head who wears shimmery lip gloss with endless legs, a blonde with her blowout all fucked up. Still, the eyes are the smartest grey he’s ever seen, and the pitiful hoarse voices with the nicest pair he’s ever seen with shiny black hair that hangs down to their waist - they never take his number when he offers whilst leaving.

The gruff ones where he knows there’s some pissed dude on the line ready to rip them a new one and shut his bar.

But he’s also never arrogant enough to think he’ll be right every time, but time teaches well, and not once has he ever been wrong when he swore not a single one of the women would have green eyes.

So he receives their address with a little ping, sometimes he picks his shirt off his floor where it’s been since he got home from practice, or a clean one walking around the long cold body on the floor, or getting off the couch at some girl he’ll never see again to get his shoes whilst she watches him asking if he was waiting for his girlfriend all night to call why bother taking her home.

He takes a bus, he drives, he hops over the train barrier, sometimes he likes to walk, no matter how far, the strain is nice on his legs, the early morning air freezing yet refreshing, the pastels making his red locks look rosy, Yui had once said it made him look kind. Like every new day, a softer version of him also opened his eyes or some bullshit.

He knocks three times and waits.

And ceremoniously, his brother is pushed into his arms, no one ever denies their relationship(the resemblance is uncanny), and the door shuts, sometimes with a polite greeting.

Once again it is just Ayato and Laito, haphazard limbs tangled, leaning on each other, against everyone on the other side.

Ayato had always imagined if he had a trail to follow things wouldn’t have turned out like this, the centuries passed in the blink of an eye, the women changed, and his brother grew taller, he could even grow a pathetic patch of stubble now - but he also grew more malicious than the mischievous child he once was.

Yet Ayato stayed the same, stuck in a prison of his own being; the signs that are so obvious now make him wonder if he truly is as slow as everyone thinks he is.

Laito always shone on whatever stage you put him on, it made him so envious as a child watching his brother change colours like a chameleon, doing whatever he wanted whilst Ayato got put in a straight-jacket, caused no harm, always dealt with the screaming, the bruises, the cuts, the burns, and the sharp heel that dug into his ribs whatever novelty that made his mother see potential in him had clearly run out.

His brother tried their best, but he learnt quickly that the comments pointing out the similarities between him and her weren’t just about what looked back at him in the mirror, he grew a temper. Not anger no, because anger can be fruitful, it fights with you keeping you warm when everything else within you is so rotten and hollow, temper seizes your heart like a hummingbird, it makes you vicious and intelligent as it circles for blood ready to fight dirty with whatever is at your disposal before the other party hurts you first.

Even if it means breaking your baby brother’s heart, looking at that identical face that’s twisted in confusion, biting down to stop himself crying, his soul sullied by the one person who was meant to stand by his side. Byt the words didn’t stop, and his carnivorous temper had found its feast.

Perhaps if he wasn’t the one to burn bridges, a long, long away in the distance they would’ve turned out okay. But whenever Laito performed he would always turn his head the slightest winking to let him know, even though Ayato always knew because it was them.

The 2 of them.

Side by side.

Back to back.

If one was suffering the blinding lights of the stage, nauseous and nervous, sweat dripping down his collar, centre stage- the other was just off the side, watchful eyes, in the dark ready to drag Icarus away from the sun.

He didn’t know when Laito had stopped turning to him, he didn’t notice the lacklustre grins, the bloody nails from spending nights trying to drag himself away from the hell their mother had built, the flinching, the lack of appetite, the constant days spent in the infirmary far from his sights.

He didn’t even want to sleep with Kanato and him anymore because of a flimsy excuse, Ayato had believed him even though the violent night terrors, the shivers that would capture him, and the silent tears- oh the silent tears when he jerked away from his own brother’s touch had hurt him like no other. A cry for help that had all been ignored because he was selfish.

Selfish, selfish, selfish.

…he can’t even remember the last time he heard Laito laugh, not the imposter’s laugh that had taken him. The one had sounded like the harsh winters covered with rose petals as if the beauty could distract you from the blizzard about to ruin you.

He wanted his brother back, but it was far too late now wasn’t it?

Because the touches had broken him and scraped all that was good and kind from his brother and it was his fault. And in his desperation he sought solace in the pain because surely this is what love is, this is what he deserves.

Ayato had a multitude of thoughts of all the things he would do if he could do it again.

But in the deepest of shadows, a voice would sometimes whisper to him, that he really was such a bastard because he knew what had happened, he had always known, he had seen his brother’s face drop, and the way the light drained from his eyes during breakfast when Ayato wouldn’t meet his eyes, the way he started avoiding him even though he knew it would make Laito so much lonelier than he already was.

Because if Cordelia had pushed Laito in, Ayato had watched him struggle and fight a losing battle, watched him silently beg for help, as he grew weaker and weaker and Ayato had turned his back.

Because the truth of the matter is Ayato is a coward, he is weak and so terrified most days he thinks he’s going insane, and he is so much more pathetic and evil than anyone realises because he turned away all because it meant putting too much on the line to dive into the water again for someone else.

Even if that someone was Laito.

So he takes Laito home, lets him turn on the music, no longer in the blissful realm of unconsciousness that he drank himself into, and he would take him home.

He picks a direction where the sun hits them, to warm Laito up because his frigid heart couldn’t even be brave enough to hold his brother’s hand, which has always been colder than his. Although now his hands were far bigger and calloused and covered in blood, years ago they were inseparable, hand in hand.

Laito is most docile in these moments, it scares him, and the quiet reminds him of how Laito refused to do anything when he first came out of the dungeons, Laito turns up the music and turns to him, the action makes Ayato anxious.

The Laito in his peripheral ponders something before mouthing something to him.

Bastard.

Why did you come?

I hate you.

You left me behind.

He’s never had the strength to ask.

He draws a bath for Laito and puts his old clothes in Reiji’s wash basket whilst Laito gets in. he waits as long as he can before he enters, towel in hand - as expected Laito had scrubbed himself raw parts of him so pink it looks like the blood will burst out of him. He’s careful not to touch Laito’s skin when he picks him up, Laito notices, he’s always noticed although he is pretty sure they believe different reasons for why.

It makes him sick that his brother thinks he’s disgusted at the thought of touching him, but that isn’t a conversation for now, he will simply add it to the many other things he wished he could tell his brother.

When Laito finally lays down in bed, he puts one arm over his eyes, Ayato knows that’s his cue to leave but rather he takes his other hand, he’s firm with his touches knowing how detestable Laito finds the feather-light brushes. He slides his pinky though Laito’s, like the pinky promises they used to make, he knows Laito still isn’t ready to let him completely back in.

So they stare at the sun as it rises, the light making both of them softer, till Laito falls asleep. Ayato still stares, their fingers interlocked. It honestly surprises him how they lived through to get to this moment.

He would do anything for him, whatever he wanted. Even if that meant, slowly taking his hand away and erasing any sign he was there, leaving before Laito woke up again.

[kittenninja14]

its been like forever since ive gone back to the TLOS fandom XD and I'm honestly surprised and glad that its still alive loll

anyways i was just going back and reading my old TLOS fanfics and dang... i really was on something back then to write that much XD

anywyas if any of yall know me pretty well... Im OBSESSED with the Charming Brothers loll.

Its seriously a crime how there are basically NO fics centered around these bros so I'm just gonna put in my one cent loll

Summary

All throughout Chandler’s life, fate had been his frenemy, so to speak. One moment fate would steal his brother away, like an enemy. And the next, fate would bring Snow White into his life, like a friend. So Chandler decided that his relationship with fate was one of a frenemy. Of course, fate decided to make life a little bit spiced up. To be honest, Chandler had thought that life would go back to normal, but no. Fate had once again decided to surprise him once again. Chandler honestly didn't know what to think about the nervous, strikingly familiar, frog-man. He, much to Chandler’s surprise, was very proper. He spoke and acted with such grace and elegance that Chandler couldn’t compare to, lest he be embarrassed. The odd thing about Froggy (that was the name the frog-man went by) was that he was familiar. Very familiar. OR Chandler's POV during The Wishing Spell

hehe... even tho i wrote this like a year ago... i honestly love this fic soo much lol!! It's honestly one of my fav masterpieces!!

Hope yall enjoy!! <33

https://kittenninja14.tumblr.com/post/731916269075480576/hey-yall-i-just-found-this-incredible-video-and

[mgnifique-tion]

— worlds apart.

summary || ``sometimes, genuine love isn’t enough for two to let things stay the same.``

pairing: 2012-2013!loki x gn!scientist!reader song recommendations: love you with all my heart – crush lowercase is intended… » part 1 | part 2

— themes and warning/s: angst yet slightly happy ending (?) somewhere in the middle, forbidden love, thorki happy ending (brotherly,, i can't believe i have to put brotherly in this one)

— a/n: finally, the last part is finished! this took me a while to post bc haha, i graduated and got a job (GOAT fr) 🎓 and idk, i'm not really awesome w the time management (un-GOATified) and i also wasn't happy with my first draft of this so i had to write a whole new second half 😭 but ig if you guys want the other - much happier ending, you can boost this up to 20 reblogs (that would be very great!! thx!! 🤘) and i'll post it right away bc it's already written anyway!!

— edit: check out the song rec,,, it’s magnificent. idk what koreans ate to make good OST 😭 + there's a noticeable timeskip from when loki returned to asgard and his imprisonment there + it was also before frigga's passing :(

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loki left...

but at what cost?

now, you were standing in front of him while he was locked away in the cell provided by s.h.i.e.l.d. and he glared at you coldly, just like how he looked at you the first time. but right now, loki’s mind couldn’t unwrap around the fact that you had turned him in… or at least, that’s what he thought happened since he’s known betrayal far worse than everyone else, not even thor.

“loki.” you placed your palm against the glass as he looked away, a frown plastered over his face as a scowl escaped his lips. he really thought you were set apart from all the humans who were terrified of him, the humans who had surrounded him, and the humans who fired weapons stronger than bullets at him.

but in the end, you were still human… and he hated it badly. “you betrayed me,” loki spoke out, ��... you don’t know the extent of your power, do you?”

and those first three words he uttered broke you. how could he think you betrayed him? for god’s sake, you’ve kissed him without thinking twice! you’ve followed his rules without complaining! you’ve eaten a midnight meal with him on the top of a mountain and talked to him about the little girl you failed to save… your little sister.

why on earth would he think that you, out of all people, have turned into a traitor?

“loki,” you said his name once more but in a softer manner, “look, you’re not seeing this right. i would never turn you in–”

“i am seeing it clearly.” he grunted, still not looking at you. he couldn’t dare to look at you after that godforsaken kiss; so heavenly to feel but so hellish to remember. “y/n, i–,” he had to cut himself off, knowing that he’s just called you by your name. the name that every friend would address you by. the name that would remind him that there was this closeness between both of you at one point.

for a short amount of time, he’d want to spend more with you but the universe had told him it was too big of a risk. “... i shouldn’t have set you free… i never expected you to be in front of me right now,” he solemnly whispered, now knowing the consequences of falling for a human. after all, how unethical would it be for a god to fall for some earthly creature? 

he found you beautiful in so many ways that he just couldn’t let himself not feel your lips, his mind overly consumed by the imagination of just taking you, claiming his place in you, and turning you as the right hand to his throne.

having you by his side; that was his fantasy. an everlasting one. 

and this fueled his rage even more against his older brother, who could love a human while he had to be kept in this cage, desperately reaching his hands out to you while the windows shielded you from him as if he was some beast; only allowed to watch but never touch. “you’re mine!” he growled loudly, now staring into your eyes while his fist banged against the glass, making you flinch. “... you were supposed to be mine.” 

as selfish and ridiculous as he may have sounded, saying those words broke him. it shattered him. the truth will always shatter the wall of lies he’s made for himself.

when you thought this situation couldn’t get any worse, you heard thundering footsteps from behind, almost as if it was approaching you. on the other side of the glass, loki’s eyes darkened, a familiar smirk creeping up his face like he’s worn a mask. “... so, you’ve taken l/n away from me as well? how generous.” the god of mischief’s voice was mixed with bitterness and disguised wrath as you turned around and saw the storm’s mighty warrior. 

“listen, brother,” thor called his name with a hint of hope, “that doctor did not turn you in, they just wanted to pay you a visit.”

of course loki didn’t believe him. in fact, loki couldn't; the god of mischief had been lied to many times before he turned his back against those same liars. “if they hadn’t turn me in, then why am i here? why are they not with me? why are they standing next to you outside of this room!?” jealousy seeped into the cracks of his mask, the reality of his emotions destroying himself.

he couldn’t bear seeing his brother standing next to you. “because you’re a criminal,” you spoke up, breaking the silence after loki just shouted at thor’s face. taking another step closer to the glass, you stated, “loki, you’ve taken me hostage and you kissed me–”

“no, you kissed me,” loki claimed.

“because you told me to!” you clarified.

“and you desired it.” he insisted.

while both of you fought, thor stood right beside you with a rather awkward stance, forced to listen to his younger, fucked in the head brother express how much he wanted you to be his. needless to say, it was an unpleasant discussion to witness all in real-time. “enough!” roared the mighty god of thunder, catching both of your attention at the speed of lightning.

but the argument didn’t stop there. “you tell me that i left an effect on you but you’re so full of yourself that you wouldn’t let this go.” and anger found you at that moment, showing loki all the consequences of his actions; what world domination led him to. 

“... my god, loki,” you uttered hopelessly, “you know you don’t have to do this. it never had to be like this.”

in those hours you’ve been around him, you knew that you weren’t the only one controlled by such power. his every move had to be right – had to make the plan progress or else, all things fail and by now, you’ve already noticed that loki so despised it.

loki so desperately didn’t want to bring the whole order down.

“please, your brother is willing to give us a chance–”

“if this is an attempt to persuade me to stop, you’re not doing so well at all.”

of course loki wasn’t quite fond on hearing about what his brother thought about the two of you. he couldn’t care less about him anymore; whether he truly wanted it or not, the plan will push through. 

this world will be molded in his hands and his horns will be everyone’s crucifix. 

so, you tried one more time. “... you already have power over me,” you admitted, your voice trembling in shame and pride. thor, who now stood behind you, couldn’t bear listening to this but he couldn’t help but think that his brother was turning you down over his ruling despite needing clarity that all he needed was love. “is that not enough?”

and there was coldness after the fire, filling in the entire room as you waited. there wasn’t enough patience for loki anymore but you kept on holding on because you had to. if this was the only way you could persuade him to stop all of this, then you had to do it.

if you couldn’t save her before, maybe you could save the people she’s left behind.

but there was no response as the alarms had gone off. agents from around the area had already told the rest of the avengers that dr. banner had turned into the emerald beast and you just had to be kept away from loki’s cell to prevent further damage yet what they didn’t know was that loki had given you a promise: that not even a finger from him would leave a bruise on your skin.

a promise that he continued to stand by even if it’s too late.

“forgive me, doctor.” he closed his eyes for a moment, letting his sorrow sink deeper into his hardened heart. soon, his irises stared into his open palm, determination floating above his guilt. 

“but this can’t be stopped.”

not even an hour later, his cell opened and chaos ensued in the rest of manhattan. creatures from other worlds led, buildings – new and old – fell, and the six were united and formed to defend the planet while the people genuinely thought that the end of the world had come for them; all because of the god with that damn scepter.

unfortunately, he ended up receiving a sentence from his father.

“you have a visitor.” the gentle voice of the woman who stood next to you called onto him. the god was facing away from the window, which exposed him to the other prisoners. those who have been imprisoned just like him no longer treated him with respect; after all, how could the son of odin do such a thing?

yet that was the entire problem: he was not odin’s son. not anymore. “a visitor?” he laughed at the idea of it, believing that no one would dare to visit him at this point. even for him, it was a surprise that his mother was doing that exact thing now after everything that happened.

he never meant to make it this far.

all he wanted was to end his pain but in return, he brought it to everyone.

“and who would that be, mother?”

“... a friend of yours. from midgard.”

the moment that damned planet was mentioned, he lifted his head from the floor, slowly turning around. his pupils dilated at the sight of you standing next to his mother as hundreds of questions broke into his mind. but one question remained unanswered: how on earth did you reach asgard?

“... you.” his gaze, voice, and demeanor softened. the idea of you visiting him in an outer space prison was weakening his cold heart on the spot. 

his mother stared at her son before shifting her gaze at you, giving you a small nod. “i’ll leave you both alone. thank you for visiting him…” she thanked you, taking the steps further away from you, the glass, and her imprisoned son after you returned her with a smile. it was the first time in months that loki had actually looked at someone with vulnerability showing in every crevice of his whole being.

carefully, you went up the short steps of the stairs in front of the glass, walking closer to him as you watched him do the same. “... your brother allowed me to pay you a visit,” you spoke, earning yet another one of those sarcastic laughs he always had. 

“oh, i don’t believe you,” he stated blatantly, “thor would never allow such a thing–”

“it was because he found me crying… about you.” you interrupted him, which silenced him right away. after his sentence had been announced around the headquarters, it felt as if a piece of your heart went missing, a void just forming right there. you never planned to visit him; what he did to manhattan was horrible, the entire world could’ve been put at stake if the black order continued.

but thor insisted after hearing you cry alone in your respective office.

“... well.” he shrugged, chuckling at the thought of it. “it’s unsurprising that he wanted you to see me like this,” he expressed as he looked at how much of a mess he was already, his palms resting against each other before placing them both behind his back. “... was it to embarrass me? in front of you?”

you shook your head and told him sternly, “no.”

he was yet taken aback once more, tilting his head to the side in confusion. he’s always believed his brother would only allow things to interact with him if it’ll shame him to the fullest. shame him for all the things he’s done. all the harm he’s caused.

“are you…” he paused, his throat drying up in anxiety. “... are you ashamed of me?”

it was rare for the god to ever ask someone that question. loki’s already made up his mind: he’s unloved, uncared for. a cunning, manipulative being who played with his subjects, leaving no room for regret in his heart.

but for the first time, he felt afraid of what you felt about him.

because all he wanted to be was to be next to you. to feel you. 

to hold the soft palms of your hands in his and never let them go ever again.

and again, you shook your head and placed your palm over the glass. “i could never be ashamed of you even if i wanted to,” you responded softly as loki’s breath hitched. “... but the things you did– they are… just… wrong...” you didn’t dare to say more as you watched how despair filled his gaze, his approaching hand further away from the glass as if he couldn’t see himself being with you. loki, in this very moment, was forced to swallow and embrace the truth – that the idea of you and him will always remain an idea because of what he did.

so, you’ve lowered your palm, too.

loki turned his back and walked away, his mind taken over by regret. if only he had met you differently, things wouldn’t have been like this. if only he hadn’t been so angry at his known family for keeping such a secret from him, you would’ve been his. if only things had been different, you could’ve been in his embrace right at this very moment.

but he knew that none of those would matter. “you should go.” the god denied himself of this privilege, which was something you didn’t want as you shook your head. you swore to never leave him; not in this state at least.

“and please,” he begged breathlessly as he kept his head down. “... live happily for me.” 

and the entire hall fell silent again. even the others seemed tense, listening to the words exchanged by both you and the god. 

“but i want to stay… i still love you.” those were the only words that could come out of your mouth at the moment, protesting hopelessly. 

“... it’s too late.” his voice trembled at the mention of it and before you could say anything back, his brother entered, catching your attention. with a single nod from him, you knew that it was best to follow the avenger instead of staying longer. after all, you were not part of their world… and neither should loki be a part of yours.

the god’s gaze lingered on you as the moment you were gone, he closed his eyes shut for a while until he realized that thor watched him. “what? are you glad that this happened? glad that i pushed them away for them to be finally free from this? for them to be happy?” loki snapped, scoffing at his brother’s observant glare. in response, thor just sighed deeply, slightly leaning against the glass.

“you do truly love them… if you want, i'll watch them for you. i’ve never expected you to love a human since you weren’t fond of the idea.” it took loki a long pause before he knew that his older brother really was willing to protect you from danger as long as he’s in prison because somehow, they both knew that he’ll escape someday. 

and for the first time, his lips curled into a tiny smile. “thank you… brother.”

[kylesgarrick]

abt me

Hi!! i’m Andrew, im a 19yr old trans man from Australia. I’m hoping to get into writing fanfics, i might not be that good and i’ll probably mostly do drabbles/headcanons.

What im comfortable with : writing smut/fluff/angst, writing more then one character at the same time, writing degration/praise, etc. Im also comfortable with nicknames and getting asked questions !

What i’m uncomfortable with : writing for underage characters/reader, unless it’s completely platonic and seen in a father/brotherly way. fem!reader (sorry)

characters i write for : tf141, alejandro, rudy, graves, kieran duffy (i love him), atsv characters (might be ooc, i havent rewatched the movie in forever), most other rdr characters, and i take suggestions! <3

Will be adding more to this and make it look better, but this is a good start ig :)

[ladysunamireads]

Brotherly Desperation

Brotherly Desperation by MarvelWeirdo

The room watched on in shock as the bodies of the Second Jade and First disciple of Yunmeng Jiang shook violently.

Their bodies almost seemed like projections, both flickering between teen and young adult bodies,

Their future selves.

“Lan Zhan… you really should have let your elders take me.” A bitter smile followed. “Wei Ying,” the room's temperature dropped, as the cold Jade let a tear roll down his cheek, “ They will never take you, not from me….”

Or Wangxian get transported back to the Gusu lectures and everyone is a witness to their trauma.

Why? I hear u ask,

Because.

Words: 1498, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV), 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, 魔道祖师 | Módào Zǔshī (Cartoon)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Lán Qǐrén, Lán Zhàn | Lán Wàngjī, Lán Huàn | Lán Xīchén, Wèi Yīng | Wèi W��xiàn, Jiāng Chéng | Jiāng Wǎnyín, Gusu Lectures People ig

Relationships: Lán Zhàn | Lán Wàngjī/Wèi Yīng | Wèi Wúxiàn

Additional Tags: Angst, Yílíng Lǎozǔ Wèi Yīng | Wèi Wúxiàn, Protective Lán Zhàn | Lán Wàngjī, Lan Zhan is very mad, also kinda violent, i might add to this later, But not right now, this is what i wrote instead of focusing on flowers im sorry, lan xichen is trying to be a good brother, Lán Qǐrén Bashing, ig, jiang cheng is there too ig, also TIMETRAVEL, Time Travel, not really a fix-it, maybe it is idrk, blood warning ig, i donno i assume yall are fine with violence considering the source material, BAMF Lán Zhàn | Lán Wàngjī, Wei Wuxian is just kinda lying there the entire time, this is not very well written im sorry, the tags are shit too T-T, multiple POVs too, yay

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48023005

[sayovc]

Other than haino what other genshin ships do you like?

lmao fun fact, before haino there were few ships i was really crazy about. in fact almost all of my genshin reading before haino was kaeya and diluc (ragbros, aka not the romantic version of the ship, just a lot of brotherly angst lol).

also please note that all characters and ships mentioned are of legal age.

my main romantic ships outside of haino are xiaonyu (xiao/ganyu), guili (guizhong/zhongli), thomaya (thoma/ayaka), kaebedo (kaeya/albedo), deskas, and ittosara (itto/sara)

some ships i have soft spots for are zhongven (zhongli/venti), xiaoven (xiao/venti), chiscara (child/scara), scaramona (scara/mona), alberose (albedo/sucrose), thomaluc (thoma/diluc), thomato (thoma/ayato). dainther (dain/aybss prince!aether), kaelumi (kaeya/traveller!lumine) and xiaother (xiao/traveller!aether). with dainther, i strangely only ship it if it's abyss prince aether (and i don't really ship dain/abyss princess lumine which is kinda weird ig). i do read fics where the other traveler is used (kaether/xiaolumi) but i tend to default to formers.

i also adore wakazuha (kazuha/ayato), it's slowly making its way up to a main ship, with the assumption they're both adults (i'm quite certain kazuha is an adult, since he can drink).

i semi-like jeanluc (jean/diluc) and kaejean. they're alright lol, i just wouldn't go out of my way to read it. personally, i hc that kaeya had/has feelings for jean but never said anything because jeanluc were so obviously in love with each other and kaeya didn't want to hurt his brother.

also i guess this is crack/rare pair? but i've recently started entertaining the idea of raiden makato/zhongli. i read an archon trio (venti/zhongli/ei) fic and it mentioned zhongli and makato used to date and so now it's kinda stuck in my head lol.

[sunsetcarnation264]

On the character otp/notp/etc meme!

Chiro!!

:D!

My NOTP for them: I don't have a lot of ships I dislike with him, but I guess one that ain't doing it for me the most is either Chiro/Valeena or Chiro/Skeleton King. I like me my enemies to lovers, but mmm not doing it for me ig. Maybe I just need really good fanworks for them, I dunno lol

My BROTP for them: Chiro and Otto! Look at these funky little guys :D I just really love seeing some brotherly stuff with them, they're really cute honestly

My OTP for them: ugh two could fit really well here XD I'll just use ChiSprx here lol. ChiSprx is just really fucking good imo, best friends to lovers, a kid that tends to get cocky and had practically nothing before meeting everyone x a cool wisecracking guy that's probably insecure deep down, size difference, everything is just GOOD MAN. Age gap and possible pseudo-incest (depends if you see Sprx as the cool dad/brother for him or not) are just bonuses lol. I could go on about them if given the chance, same with a few other ships. Also, that damn line in VS Chiro.

"Chiro, you make one ugly chick, but if you were a (girl) monkey? Woo cha!" will forever live in my brain rent free. Ain't no way nobody on the crew DIDN'T ship them to some degree with that shit XD

My second choice pairing for them: Chinmay! They're too cute and wholesome, I can't. I usually hate the whole love at first sight thing, never made sense to me and it never works, but these two happen to make it work for me! One of the only two that manages to work love at first sight lol

My fluffy pairing for them: Chinmay, definitely

My angsty pairing for them: for something that I actually ship, Chitauri could fit here. The angst would mainly come from Antauri's side than Chiro's, but that would count right? For something I don't really ship, Chiro/Gyrus Krinkle. I hate Gyrus but OOH he's just so good for fucked up shit, and torturing Chiro with said shit with Gyrus XD otherwise, keep Chiro far away from him

My favorite poly ship for them: ChiSpantauri! :D Boy gets extra love from best friend and father figure lol. This is just fun from Chiro drowning in love, Sprx being a wisecracking teasing little shit, and Antauri just dying from embarrassment and guilt, and Chiro and Sprx reassuring him everything's alright. Could also talk about this for hours lol

My weirdest pairing for them: Including poly ships, probably SlingChinmay. I blame the fanworks for this one, and myself for getting too hyped for Slingshot when he only appears in one episode XD Fucking, gotta supply myself with interactions. But very cute, need to do more with them even if it's just Slingshot with Chiro or Jinmay

Excluding poly ships, one-sided Chiro/BT- No, lemme explain! It's mainly with my genderbent Chiro AU where they're actually friends, and BT is just getting the short unrequited side of the stick. "I love you Chiro" from Shadow Over Shuggazoom(?) still be a little sus to me tho like. You gonna say that to Chiro, but not Glenny who you not only friends with but had succumbed to being a zombie earlier at that point. Either you secretly admired Chiro's ass because of how cool and badass he ended up being and would rather get that out before you died, or you got a crush on him. Hmm

[wornoutspines]

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑩𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝑾𝒊𝒕𝒄𝒉 𝑯𝒂𝒔 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈.

Two Thousand Dreams is the first novel in Jocelynn Drake’s Kings of Chaos series - and it’s available now, free to read in Kindle Unlimited!

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If you loved the Lords of Discord series, you’ll want to take a bite of this spin-off! This book contains one very grumpy vampire falling in love with a very perky blood witch, shifters, overprotective witches, other non-human surprises, snark, angst, found family, brotherly bickering, magic, chaos, vampire cuddles, and an endless love that grows stronger with each kiss.

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[ao3feed-brucewayne]

Life Size

by ProjectQ1N

While staying in Jump Hotels, Dick and Jason find the body of a girl. With the help of Tim and Damian, our bat boys look for clues and unravel the mystery surrounding the missing kids.

Words: 3184, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Batman and Robin (Comics)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: Gen

Characters: Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Bruce Wayne, Tim Drake, Damian Wayne, Rachel Roth

Relationships: Dick Grayson & Bruce Wayne, Tim Drake & Dick Grayson & Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne & Damian Wayne, Tim Drake & Dick Grayson & Jason Todd & Damian Wayne, Dick Grayson & Jason Todd, Raven & Damian Wayne

Additional Tags: Murder Mystery, Brotherly Bonding, Angst, child detectives, i love them sm, Serious Injuries, Blood and Violence, Alternate Universe - No Powers, whatever no powers is for the bat fam ig

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/47865430

[oh23]

well, anytime someone acts like fanon is canon, its crazy. and its a huge people are assholes typa thing.

but you correcting my very very blatant "hey check out this fic idea thingy i like" as if i yelled "QUICK TAKE A LOOK AT THIS CANON I MANIFESTED WHERE DICK HATESSSSSSSSS JASON SOOOOOO MUCH" is kinda wild

anyways all the best to u and ur "correcting" everyone and every post i guess. its a fast way to tire urself and of the media u enjoy and like. i get that you desperately want people to "understand" that theyre "wrong" but this is only gonna burn u out man. u gotta block the bitches out and chill and enjoy and spread the dick and jason and best bros 4ever agenda instead.

also ppl change a lot of things for angst or fic purpose bro thats. kinda like the whole point. of fanon. untrue stuff that never happens.

but go off ig.

im gonna enjoy dick and jason angst as much as i enjoy dick and jason brotherly foolishness no matter what canon says; bcos like i said, i ejoy complicating relationships and fucked up dynamics, in an explorative way

Jason having a sore spot because he's the only one who ever saw/witnessed Dick NOT being the "good older brother".

Like everyone's always like wow dick is so nice hes so chill hes soo dependable, and Jason Knows theyre right- its not that- but hes just so. pissed off that hes the only one who never really got that version of dick. He's the only one who saw the edgy angsty angry teen that Dick was. the only one who knows what it feels like to be on his toes around Dick.

and he truly doesnt hold it against him, obviously not- but some things just hurt- and stick, yk?

Like he just mentally scoffs at all the Dick praise and blind hero worship and when hes feeling especially pissy and says hurtful shit he makes sure to bring every shitty thing that Dick has done. and it hurts everyone and its a shitty thing to do and say but then Dick shouldnt have done that-

Complicated sibling relationships!!!!!!!!!! :D

( and if ur a "oh they had a really good relationship thooo!!" truther- thats fine! cool ! idc!! i like them spicy!! i want them to have a fucked up complicated dynamic. Id kill for you but god i usually hate you but you know i love you- type shit ok?? its perfect. a street kid who was raised by the feeling of Being unwanted with a Older teen who was raised by an emotionally constipated loser who seemingly "replaced" him, gave what belonged to him to some random kid- ITS SUCH PERFECT SETUP)

[rae-nger]

bums me out to read fics where the character you headcanon as aro gets to be shipped with other characters, and even marry. i just. i came for the platonic family feels.

[strawb3rryw00]

macchiato pt. 7 ♡ woo wonjae x female reader

warnings -> rude fans

synopsis -> y/n and wonjae are exposed to the public eye

fluff, suggestive, angst ? ig

~♡~

It’s been a month since Wonjae has released his album. He’s been relaxing, only doing shows here and there. He occasionally is in his studio or is simply at AOMG for meetings, but it’s a rarity that his whole day his booked. He spends most of his free time with you or Sungwoo or even both. You and his best friend are very similar and get along easily so he enjoys spending time with you both. He’s even grown more comfortable hanging out with you and Ash, the two growing a weird brotherly bond that you couldn’t explain even if you wanted to.

You and Wonjae weren’t necessarily dating, but you were together. He considered you his and you considered him yours. You hadn’t kissed yet, youve been given the chance to kiss him but you’ve been wanting him to make the first move, it’s been extremely comical placing bets with Sungwoo and Jinyoung to see when he’s going to finally make the move.

Over this month more AOMG label members have been coming to your cafe, thus bringing more attention from fans and more customers. You’ve had to hire three new people to help with the day shifts, while you still continue to handle the overnight shifts that have grown slightly busier due to the fans trying to get a glimpse of their favorite rappers. Before, you already had a good amount of Jinyoungs fans coming to the cafe. His fans know of you as his friend as you’ve been posted a few times on his instagram account. But with AOMG being a bigger label with bigger names, more fans have came to the cafe.

Thus Wonjae’s nightly visits are cut short. He comes in, buys his coffee, chats for as long as he can before leaving. Sometimes he’ll cut through the alley and make his way to your apartment, other times you make your way to his studio or home after your shift. He wants to keep the relationship hidden right now because he’s unsure of how fans would react and doesn’t want something happening to you. Since everyone who comes in knows you’re the owner.

“y/n,” You hear Wonjae whine, pulling your attention from the fluffy cat to the speaker. He lays on his bed on his stomach, hanging half way off in an attempt to reach you. His fingertips barely graze your arm.

“Yes?” You reply, eyes focusing back on the loving cat in your lap.

“When you come over it’s to see me you know?” He huffs, pushing himself all the way back on the bed. A pout rests on his face, slightly annoyed with the lack of attention.

“Sorry kitty, your dad doesn’t want me to love on you any more.” You coo before joining Wonjae on the bed. He immediately throws himself over you, head nuzzled into your neck.

He’s probably the most touchy and clingy person you’ve ever met. It doesn’t bother you, but it’s almost shocking how much he touches you. He’ll always have a hand on your body somehow as if he’s afraid of forgetting what the feeling of your skin is like.

“You smell like coffee beans.” He hums into your skin, taking a deep inhale.

“Hm that’s odd.” You say, your voice laced with sarcasm.

Wonjae sits his head up and looks at you. “It’s my favorite smell,” He smiles. You catch his eyes flicker to your lips, your heartbeat quickening at the thought of finally kissing him, and winning the bet with Sungwoo and Jinyoung.

He doesn’t lay his head back down, instead he leans closer to you, eyes never leaving yours. You’ve never seen him look this confident and sure of himself. “I’m going to kiss you,” his voice is almost a whisper, lips brushing against yours as he speaks.

“Then do it baby,” You grin.

He connects your lips, butterflies blossoming in your stomach like fire crackers. It’s everything you’ve ever dreamed of. His lips are soft and plump, moving against yours gently. They mold perfectly with yours as they move in sync, Wonjaes tongue gently pushing past your lips to get a taste. His hand slides up from your waist, to your neck, thumb grazing your jaw. You never want it to end, everything feels so good.

Yet, Wonjae pulls away, looking you in the eyes and giving you a gentle peck with a slight smirk on his face. “Ive never made you blush before, you look so flustered.” He teases, thumb running along the warmth of your cheeks.

“Fuck you,” you feign annoyance, attempting to turn your head away to hide the blush but Wonjae tenses his arms to keep you from doing that.

“Baby I wasn’t done yet,”

~♡~

You and Wonjae have been doing a very good job at staying hidden from the public eye, but somehow you both get caught walking out of his apartment and to his car despite the empty streets. It’s as if you both were being stalked.

Right before you can get to his car, a group of teenage girls are surrounding the two of you with their phones in your face. It’s so overwhelming that you can’t even decipher what they’re really saying. You only hear bits and pieces. You look to Wonjae for help, but he’s just as shocked and frightened as you.

“Hey guys can we please get some space!” You voice comes out in a shout, attempting to push through the crowd to break free from the flashes from their camera. As you try to shove your way through, you accidentally elbow one of the girl’s phones, causing it to hit the pavement, screen down.

“I’m so sorry, you were just really close and -“ you frantically attempt to apologize, reaching to pick up her phone for her before she slaps your hand to stop you.

“The fucking screen cracked, who the fuck do you think you are?”

You’re slightly taken aback at the harshness of her tone, jaw slack and eyebrows scrunched. Wonjae grips your arm and drags you to his car, quickly opening the door for you before practically sprinting to his door to be able to get in and get away.

Yet the girls follow, making it almost impossible for Wonjae to get in. He’s attempting to try to get through them to the drivers seat but the phones are all on you.

“I thought you were dating Ash? Does he know you’re with Wonjae?!” They hit you with questions left and right, your eyes wide.

“Ash and I are just-“

“Don’t you own that ugly coffee shop? Why are you here with our Wonjae instead of working?”

Wonjae finally managed to push through. “Please just leave us alone,” He pleads, struggling to shut the door as he turns his car on.

He speeds away from the girls, making sure to be careful and not hit one of them. “y/n, I’m so sorry.” Wonjae’s voice breaks, sounding as if he’s about to cry himself. That situation was definitely a lot for the both of you.

“It’s ok, I’m sorry too.” You look back, relieved to see theyre not following you. “What if they show up to my store.” You worry theyre going to do something to your precious babies or employees.

Wonjae frowns, frantically driving towards The Naked Bean. “I-I-I’m sorry.” Is all he’s able to say. “That’s never happened to me, my fans normally aren’t like that.” Wonjae sounds like he’s trying to hold back tears at this point.

Once at the shop, Wonjae heads up to your apartment through the alley while you make your way inside to the cafe. “How’s it been?” You ask, picking up a cat from a tower on your way towards the counter.

“There was some of Wonjae hyungs fans in here asking for him,” Your employee says, earning a soft sigh in return.

“You guys can head on home, I’m closing for the time being.”

You quickly close down the cafe, shutting the blinds and curtains, ushering the cats up stairs and leaving a sign on the door that says. “Closed temporarily for safety reasons.” You hope that will give some fans the message.

You lock the doors and walk up the stairs to find Wonjae wiping tears from his cheeks. “I closed for the night,” You inform him, sitting next to him and throwing your legs over his lap.

“I’m sorry,” he mumbles, leaning into your side. “I never thought something like that would happen. I feel like i’ve put your business in jeapordy.” He sounds as if he’s about to start crying again.

Wonjae spends the rest of the night apologizing every time he sees a video on his phone or reminds himself of what happened. You spend the rest of the night reassuring him that it’s okay, while also trying to figure out a way to avoid further conflict.

“I’m really sorry. I’ll stop making music so I lose fans so that doesn’t happen again.” Wonjae speaks up after moments of silence in eachother arms.

“Wonjae id never ask you to stop making music. I promise its okay.” You do admit it was scary and you’re worried for how the future is going to play out. But it’s out of Wonjae’s control so there’s no sense in being mad at him.

“I just,” He sighs, pulling you closer to him for comfort. “I just don’t want you to leave me because it this.”

“I’m not leaving.”

“Promise?”

“Promise.”

~♡~

AHHHHHHHH I HOPE YOU ENJOYED YALL FINALLY SMOOCHING. i couldn’t sleep so i decided to write for y’all <3

[cescalr]

Teen Wolf

To be fair, I think all my fandoms are controversial about ships aren't they?

put a fandom in my ask and i’ll answer:

otp - Stalia! all the way, babey!!!

favourite canon pairing - I would've said Stalia BUT SEASON FIVE MY BELOATHED (it's my favourite season the Angst is so good oh my god it's great writing fodder. best season for a ficcer is s5 i take no criticism on this matter i am right) so. uhhhh can't be scira s6 my actually beloathed. marrish amounted to like nothing at all. Chrissa!!! chrissa yes chrissa good chrissa wholesome chrissa flawless we like chrissa in this household. I think Draeden though has to be the best canon one just because it's around longer than Chrissa and like. I adore Braeden and she made me not hate Derek which is a Huge feat bc for some reason for a really long time I literally loathed him akjsg;alskdjg like chill out, Cesca. He's a dude. He's just a dude. (s2 Derek my forever despised though. cannot find it in me to like him before Braeden shows up. I tolerate him. I have no idea why by the way his like whole story is exactly something i would normally grab with both hands and never let go of. I will defend him though K*te A*gent can meet me in the boxing ring I'll win. I'll win through sheer spite.)

worst pairing ever - sterek #notsorry. once again in canon they can barely tolerate each other (in the seasons that spawned the pairing) and then in the follow they're like. allies-because-scott. That's it. Also i kind of just get big-brother-little-brother vibes from them when they manage to get along so like.... no.... also. the most reason. Derek's history with Kate and being a sixteen year old preyed upon by a 23/4 year old would make it... really bad to have him... be 24.... and with Stiles... who was 16.... you understand? yes. character wise i just don't think it'd work out.

guilty pleasure pairing - no such thing as guilty pleasure but ig people would think maybe steo or staleo idk? but yeah I am guilty about nothing. I will ship everything without fear. (steter might be the most genuine one though because back when I was dumb it was very hypocritical. but at the same time I only do it in very specific circumstances (time-travel/ages are changed; never in canon) and mostly i prefer the whole Paralellism thing they've got going on - they're basically like. the same person it's weird - so there's that.)

a pairing you want to see more - like my very specific brand of steo. but also my very specific brand of everything bc i am Very Specific like my very specific brand of stora and malira and allydia and chrissa and marrish and-

that pairing everyone likes but you’re like “lol no” - stydia? Not my vibe my friends. Used to be, used to be. I was not very smart at 15.

favorite non-romantic pair - uhhhh jeez uhh steter is so intriguing bc it's just so bizarre in like. our souls are the same (derogatory) kind of way. platonic frenemies steter is hilarious and psychologically fascinating. Stiles is like, one of the only people Peter respects. When Derek sees Stiles in the locker room wearing black it's mirroring Derek listening to Peter in the locker room wearing black. it's all connected perfect combinations are rare in an imperfect world etc etc. Their canon dynamic (I don't even know what to categorise it as) is so goddamn interesting. But also like sciles, though I'll ship them too their friendship/brotherly bond is everything to me. And I tend to see it (as in, from my perspective on the canon) more often than not as mostly one-sided romantically/sexually speaking (from stiles). so sciles. but also i'm really fond of stira platonically (I'll take the romance, but we do need Some platonic friendships on this damned show alk;sjdfg;laskg). and absolutely scolia. Scolia is a great friendship! s6 does not exist. I tend to ship scydia more romantically later on in the show but like around s3/4 it's such a good friendshp, I love it. But yeah no s6 should have been scydia, and I'll stand by that (I'm including s6A as well as 6B in this. stydia and scolia should not have happened imo). Stydia is actually really really good platonic and horrible terrible romantic, so I have to go with Stydia I think. Non-romantic stydia my beloved <3

[ao3feed-hijack]

Of the Northmost Winds and Skies

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2FRv1RL

by xxiiyu

Jack was sure the worst was behind him by the time they defeated Pitch Black. The lonely, invisible Jack Frost became a Guardian, and his memories were gradually coming back to him. He got a new family, and children who believed in him and saw him. As a Guardian of Childhood, maybe he shouldn't pick a favorite... but tell no one: Jamie Bennett was definitely his favorite kid in the entire world. So when an unfortunate treasure hunt puts both Jack and Jamie in danger, sending them back in time to a very strange island, with a very strange population - both human and otherwise - Jack can't help but think that fate really must have it out for him.

Words: 6102, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Rise of the Guardians (2012), How to Train Your Dragon (Movies)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Jack Frost (Guardians of Childhood), Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III, Astrid Hofferson, Fishlegs Ingerman, Snotlout Jorgenson, Ruffnut Thorston, Tuffnut Thorston, Jamie Bennett (Rise of the Guardians), Nicholas St. North, E. Aster Bunnymund, Toothiana (Guardians of Childhood), Baby Tooth (Rise of the Guardians), Toothless (How to Train Your Dragon), Sanderson Mansnoozie

Relationships: Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III/Jack Frost (Guardians of Childhood), Jamie Bennett & Jack Frost

Additional Tags: Time Travel, Brotherly Bonding, because im predictable ig, Dragons, Magic, Folklore, Hurt/Comfort, Slow Burn, Slow Build, Angst, more like light angst i think, im not heartless, Adventure, Canon-Typical Violence, and...perhaps more, takes place about a week after race to the edge, References to Race to the Edge, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, idk how to tag man, Humor, at least i think im funny

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2FRv1RL

[ao3feed-thor]

If I could see your face once more (I could die a happy man, I'm sure)

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/bep7kJh

by attack_choppa01

Thor dies. When he reaches Valhalla he sees someone he thought he'd never see again.

This is NOT Thor Love and Thunder spoilers. Yes, I've seen the movie, no, this doesn't happen.

Words: 1276, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of The sun shines again, Part 2 of Loki :)

Fandoms: Thor (Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Major Character Death

Categories: Gen

Characters: Loki (Marvel), Thor (Marvel)

Relationships: Loki & Thor (Marvel)

Additional Tags: Reunions, Character Death, Non-Canonical Character Death, Hugs, Brotherly Love, Quote: I assure you brother; the sun will shine on us again. (Marvel), mentions of past character death, Valhalla, I Wrote This Instead of Sleeping, Crying, Men Crying, Thor Needs a Hug (Marvel), Thor Gets a Hug, Loki Needs a Hug (Marvel), Loki Gets a Hug (Marvel), Soft Loki (Marvel), Loki loves his brother, No Incest, No Thorki, Fluff, Tad bit of angst ig, I still can't tag and it's been like a year xD

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/bep7kJh

[ao3feed-jinkook]

Promise me

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2PLMhv7

by ARIELRIE

Jin noticed that people thinks he's annoying so he decided to change himself so that people around him would be happy

OR

Jin reads hate comments a lot and comes across a lot of them calling him loud and annoying so he changed himself and the others are just worried for him.

Words: 2985, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 1 of The me back then

Fandoms: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Kim Seokjin | Jin, Kim Namjoon | RM, Min Yoongi | Suga, Jung Hoseok | J-Hope, park jimin | jimin, Kim Taehyung | V, Jeon Jungkook | Jungkook

Relationships: Kim Seokjin | Jin/Everyone, Jeon Jungkook/Kim Seokjin | Jin, Kim Seokjin | Jin/Min Yoongi | Suga, Kim Seokjin | Jin/Kim Taehyung | V, Jung Hoseok | J-Hope/Kim Seokjin | Jin, Kim Namjoon | RM/Kim Seokjin | Jin, Jeon Jungkook/Jung Hoseok/Kim Namjoon/Kim Seokjin/Kim Taehyung/Min Yoongi/Park Jimin

Additional Tags: OT7, jin centric, lots of jinkook bcs they my babies, Light Angst, Little Fluff, in which im bad at writing angst, jin feeling down, nothing too heavy, low self esteem ig, hate comments, Platonic Relationships, mostly they're just almost brotherly love, but mor than just that, theres no kissing or anything though, bcs this is just pure angst and fluff thanks

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2PLMhv7