#cherry magic th fic

[incandescentflower]

Cherry Magic Thailand Fic

I just realized I don't have a separate post for my fic masterpost of CMTh stuff and that should be remedied. My brain is still with these two weirdos.

Multi-chapter

without delay - ep 11 missing scenes, extended scene.

A Little Help From a Friend - au where Karan slowly tries to help Achi lose his magic as friends (WIP)

One shots

Afterglow - post-ep 9 kiss feels

a little more luck - Achi tries to help Karan enact a fantasy he saw when he was able to read his mind. Includes my tie thing.

five more minutes - morning snuggles

a gentle touch - 5 times Karan seeks Achi's comfort + 1 time Achi offers it

a little extra warmth - Achi getting used to showing small signs of his closeness with Karan at work

a special something - Achi takes care of Karan on a hard day

I'll never let you go - Karan amuses Achi with silly hand-holding antics

where the heart is - a little first kiss au before it aired in the drama

Required Research - Karan finds Kurodachi smut online and they figure out a productive way to use it

[faillen]

Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Achi/Karan (Cherry Magic Thailand TV) Additional Tags: Introspection, Episode Related, feat. my favorite lines of translated dialogue from the jp ver, irozukusubs you've always been real Summary:

Karan has known since the beginning.

Or: notes on pretending you're not starving

[poetry-protest-pornography]

For a drabble: Cherry Magic (no preference btwn Kurodachi and KaranAchi) and an ice cream date pls 😁👉👈

I miss these two 😭

(this is not as sexy as the title suggests, sorry lol)

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Sweet Like Ice Cream

Sometimes, Karan misses when Achi could read his mind, his feelings feel too big to put into words if he has to say them out loud.

Like right now, watching Achi chase a melty trail of ice cream as it trickles down his fingers, and Karan is overwhelmed with the dueling feelings of bone deep love at how absolutely adorable his husband is, and an almost painful urge to take Achi’s hand and lick the sweet stickiness from his skin, to follow the path of would take down further and suck at the warm pulse in Achi’s wrist, to watch Achi watching him chase the taste of his skin under the mango and coconut.

Achi looks at him then, his hand still hovering in front of his face and an embarrassed smile teasing at his lips, and Karan thinks he could propose again right now.

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Sometimes, Achi misses being able to read Karan’s mind, misses the reassurance of the constant stream of adoration he could hear when they touched. Not that Karan isn't more than generous with his words, but still, he misses it on occasion.

Just now though, he doesn't need to be able to read his mind to know what he's thinking, the way Karan is looking at him makes him shiver in a way that has nothing to do with the ice cream slipping between his fingers.

He vaguely notices Karan's own ice cream dish sitting half melted and clearly forgotten, and can't help but smirk, licking the back of his hand deliberately while watching Karan's eyes follow the movement.

“I think I'm done with this,” he says slowly, suppressing a laugh when Karan's eyes snap to his as though he's been caught at something naughty.

“O-oh? Are you sure?” Karan stutters out.

Achi reaches out with his clean hand and cups Karan's face, leaning in and bringing they're faces close enough that his breath fans against Karan's lips. “Let's go home, sweetheart.”

When Karan nods dazedly for a moment before scrambling to clean up, Achi doesn't bother hiding his laugh.

[tm-trx]

currents.10 [2024]

selections from my week in media [3-9 march 2024]

[reading]

Cuckoos Three by Cassandra Jean & Mosskat - A really lovely YA graphic novel featuring: boys falling in love, small town bigotry, mental health, a very cool sketchy art style, diverse characters, happy endings, and a goat named Billy. One of my favorite books I've read so far this year.

The Kaiju Preservation Society by John Scalzi - I read this in one sitting and had so much fun with it. Highly recommended if you love kaiju movies or just people being competent at their jobs.

The Straightest Path by meyari - MDZS canon divergence - Lan Wangji becomes Sect Leader after Lan Xichen is killed in the Wen attack on Cloud Recesses; this changes everything. It's a quick read but a good one.

[watching]

23.5 - It finally started airing and all I can say is: cute, cute, cute.

Cherry Magic {finished: 4 stars} - Thailand's version of the manga was mostly excellent. Tay and New were both great as usual, but once again a drama left significant character stuff to be revealed and resolved at the last minute instead of weaving it into the rest of the show. Apart from that, I really enjoyed it and I'm glad I waited until it was finished airing so I didn't have to wait week to week. And now I'm very curious to see what South Korea's version would look like.

Gruff by Julian Curi (Righteous Robot) {5 stars} - short film - The paper cut animation is wonderful and it's so well done. The story is emotional and heartfelt, and made me think.

Perfect Marriage Revenge {finished: 5 stars} - I loved this drama so much. I was prepared for standard kdrama romance fare, so the soapy-ness of it all was a pleasant surprise. I love me some high highs and low lows.

previous Currents posts

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[wlntrsldler]

marvel masterlist

bucky barnes:

series

DOPPELGÄNGER: Bucky has only been in love once and it was before he was put in ice and way before he became the Winter Soldier. What happens when Bucky meets Y/N, the exact look alike of the girl he used to love? (Social Media AU) (WIP) DISCONTINUED

ROSES: Bucky tells Y/N he’s the Winter Soldier. The next day, he’s taken by the government and that’s the last Y/N sees of him... until they cross paths again. But what if Bucky doesn’t remember her? (COMPLETED)

TO BE SO LONELY: When Bucky and Y/N signed up for this online penpal system, they never expected to grow attached to the other person behind the screen. (COMPLETED)

FALLING: Bucky has been distant lately. Y/N doesn’t know why. (COMPLETED)

THE BREAKUP CHRONICLES: A collection of imagines that can be read independently or as a whole fic about Y/N and Bucky’s relationship post-breakup. DISCONTINUED

one shots

NOT MY TYPE AT ALL: Y/N isn’t Bucky’s type but honestly, he doesn’t care about that anymore. (Not My Type At All by Jacob Whitesides)

SLOW DANCING IN A BURNING ROOM: Y/N knew that Bucky had to leave someday but that didn’t mean that she was ready when the day came. (Slow Dancing In A Burning Room by John Mayer)

CLOSE TO YOU: Requested! Bucky loves Y/N, he didn’t mean to snap at her. (Close To You by Rihanna)

LAST KISS: 1940’s Bucky tells Y/N that he got his orders. (Last Kiss by Taylor Swift)

KISS ME SLOWLY: Bucky keeps running away from Y/N. He doesn’t want to get attached. (Kiss Me Slowly by Parachute)

FALLING LIKE THE STARS: Bucky and Y/N fall in love but he’s sent off to fight the war. (Falling Like the Stars by James Arthur)

HARD PLACE: Bucky and Y/N can’t stop fighting and it’s getting too much. (Hard Place by H.E.R)

F&MU**: Bucky and Y/N hate each other… but they can’t stop letting their anger out through sex. (F&MU by Kehlani) 18+!

MAY I ASK: Y/N and Bucky see each other for the first time since the breakup. Y/N confronts Bucky on why he ended things. (May I Ask by Luke Chiang)

I WILL BE FOUND:  Bucky finally found the place where he belongs when he met Y/N but at times, he wished that he could somehow take the life he used to have and magically fit it into the life he had now. (I Will Be Found by John Mayer)

10 AM: REQUESTED! Bucky is hopelessly in love with Y/N. He stops himself from saying anything to her because he’s afraid of getting hurt again, not knowing how much more he can take in his lifetime. (10AM by Keaton Henson)

FLAWLESS**: Bucky and Y/N are friends with benefits. They found a new thing to play with in the bedroom. The Winter Soldier. (Flawless by The Neighbourhood)

CHERIE: Bucky doesn’t understand why Y/N is always so happy. He never thought he would be one of the people who got entranced by her until he was. (Cherry by Harry Styles)

TEE SHIRT:  Bucky and Y/N walk into a music shop and she hears the song her and her ex used to love playing in the background. (Tee Shirt by Birdy)

I’M LONELY: lex’s writing challenge! enemies to lovers; “Will you wait for me?” (i’m lonely by luz)

LOUD: Every time Y/N is afraid, she plays her music too loudly but this time, Bucky is there to comfort her.

BUBBLES: Short Bucky imagine about bubbles.

DOCTOR ME UP: Y/N is Bucky’s doctor when he wakes up in Wakanda. 

WHITE DRESS: Bucky loves her, so so much, especially as she walks down the aisle in her white dress. 

SHAWARMAS: Bucky has a crush on Y/N, the cashier from the Shawarma place. 

NO CLUE: Y/N and Bucky hate each other. Nobody knows why. Whenever someone asks, the pair just say, “I have my reasons.” Some think that something happened between them when Bucky was in hiding. Some think that Bucky did something to Y/N when he was the Winter Soldier. Some think that there’s no actual reason- they simply hate each other.

RITUALS: You died on a mission and all Bucky has left is the voicemail you left him before you got on the Quinjet. 

FAMILIARITY: Love is a foreign concept to Bucky. 

peter parker:

JEALOUS: Where Peter tells Y/N that he’s Spiderman and things go down. (Jealous by Labrinth)

[chenouttachen]

my end of year bl wrap-up

2024 was my first full year of watching bl and i watched 23 shows that aired this year (and played catch-up with a lot of others!). here are some of my favourites of the year across a bunch of categories (some not so serious...), so let's go!

Favourite Show: Pit Babe

it had to be, right? pit babe took over my brain in so many ways and i don't think a single day goes by that i don't think about it at least a little. whatever season 2 brings us, i'm so damn grateful to this show for it's incredible characters.

(runner ups: Cherry Magic TH, The Trainee, Jack & Joker)

Favourite Couple: PhayaTharn (The Sign)

there are so many contenders for this one, but i've been thinking about the sign a lot lately and just... yeah. utterly ridiculous soulmates who would move heaven and earth for each other.

(runner ups: CharlieBabe, JackJoke, SanVee, YakDee, KaranAchi, FadelStyle)

Favourite Second/Side Couple: AlanJeff (Pit Babe)

no competition. i love them so much, i'm still unwell about them and it's been a year. i hadn't written fic in years and then suddenly i'm writing 32k words about them. they're everything to me.

(runner ups: YaiSand, OyeiCher, KornTonkla (don't), QToey)

Favourite OST: Re-Move On (My Love Mix Up)

this one is a surprise, and there's a lot of competition! when it comes to k-dramas i'm all about the ballad, but it very much seems for thai bl i'm more for the fun! GeminiFourth do SUCH a good job on this one, and it makes me happy every single time i hear it.

(runner ups: Love Training (The Trainee), Speed of Love (Pit Babe), No More Dream (DFF))

Favourite Kiss: Jack and Joke (Jack & Joker)

just like everyone else, i'm sure. i've been ready to call karan/achi's first kiss as my favourite all year, closely followed by alan/jeff's but GOD yinwar really held no punches with this one. the desire, the yearning, the push and pull. it's perfect.

Favourite NC Scene: Cherry Magic TH

similarly to favourite kiss, jack & joker came out of nowhere and really gave us everything, but i cry every time i watch episode 11 of cherry magic th. it's the eye contact between karan and achi, the tiny quirk of karan's eyebrow that shows us he's asking achi if he's sure, the earnestness of it all and oh my god the music.

(runner ups: Jack & Joker, 4 Minutes, Two Worlds)

Favourite Costuming: a tie between Love Sea and Century of Love

c'mon you can't ask me to choose between stylish old man San and decadent rich boy on holiday Tongrak!!

Favourite Character: Jeff (Pit Babe)

i said i think about little else, and i mean it. he's a fascinating character with so much trauma who has so much love to give (i promise) and he's my perfect perfect boy.

(runner ups: Fadel (The Heart Killers), Achi (Cherry Magic TH), Joke (Jack & Joker), Tan (DFF))

Favourite Female Character: Sand (The Sign)

the downside of this genre is that that women are often few and far between (hello pit babe not having a single female character...). but oh my god Sand. she's beautiful, she's snarky, she's loving. she's played by yoshi rinrada. what's more to love???

(runner ups: Mudmee (MLMU), Pie (The Trainee), Pai (Cherry Magic TH)

Best Friends: ArmSandPo (Perfect 10 Liners)

i haven't had them for very long, and i've already lost them to the next chapter of the show, but these three are everything to me. they're so fucking funny, and i did not expect it. but the three of them sharing a dorm room for a whole year? that entire scene where they're trying to fake that arm is home in bed while he's out on the town? po's eternal singleness??? i adore them.

(runner ups: the We Are gang, Tongrak and Vivi (Love Sea), Plawan and JJ (TLDHLB)

Worst Friends: Everyone in DFF

i mean there's no competition. these are the worst people. they're selfish, cruel, manipulative and cowardly.

Best Brothers: Charlie and Jeff (Pit Babe)

i love them. if anyone saw my pit babe rewatch, there was at least one post about them per episode. their found family, only one who truly knows and understands dynamic just hits. they're gonna stand up for each other and do everything in their power to protect each other. they love each other, they hurt each other, they build each other up. yeah. yeah they're good.

(runner up: Yai and Tharn (The Sign)

Favourite (Temporary) Break Up: YakDee (Wandee Goodday)

was i devastated it happened? year. do i think it had to happen for the story to progress? yeah. was i devastated by the image of wandee going to reach for yak's necklace only to realise it's not there? YEAH. (you get a poster for this one b/c wandee is only on viki now and you can't screenshot)

Cringiest: Khun Dad (Sunset x Vibes)

nothing has given me the ick more than lin calling sun 'khun dad' (at least until he called him daddy in front of all their coworkers). finding this screenshot and having to watch this again was painful (sun, you could have said no!!!!!)

Most Visceral Viewing Experience: DFF

i cannot put into words the emotions that i felt watching this week to week. i was devastated, i was appalled, i was confused, i was angry. i never want to put myself (or non) through that again, but christ it'll stay with me for a long long time.

(runner up: 4 Minutes)

Best Kitchen Health Code Violations: This Love Doesn't Have Long Beans

there's a competitor now with the heart killers airing, but oab and plawan got it on in at least three different kitchens. they deserve this.

Worst Death: World One Thai (Two Worlds)

they go through all of that, only to die... by snake bite??? i remember just pausing the episode and having to sit with that for a while, because what do you mean he just got taken out at the eleventh hour by a snake bite?????

Best Villain: Tony (Pit Babe)

he's stylish, he drinks green juice, he's called 'daddy' by all, he kills kids, he deals in human trafficking, he wants to sell his favourite adopted son's hypothetical baby, he's not winning any father of the year awards, but he can win this one.

Favourite Physical Fight: Mahasamut and Tongrak's Dad (Love Sea)

once again, i wanted to pick jackjoke because every interaction they have has me frothing at the mouth. but mut beating the shit out of rak's dad? that was delicious. the idea that he'd been uncollared?? the build up of weeks of him being on his best behaviour, and when finally given freedom (however unwillingly), the first thing he does is stand up for his man? good shit.

Favourite Emotional Fight: Jack and Joke (Jack & Joker)

they're winning this one. everything that happens in that fucking hospital ruined me entirely. the intensity that yinwar bring to every scene, paired with war's ability to be the most devastating crier possible just made this. perfect (and i'm still sad about it, even now).

(runner ups: OabPlawan (TLDHLB), GodDew (Monster Next Door))

[iwantoceans]

9 Fandom Peeps to get to know better!! :

I was tagged by @thisautistic <3

3 Ships you like: this is hard

My #1 of course of course has to be Vegaspete

My #2 (right now) is probably Myungha/ Yeowoon

And my #3 is probably bostonnick

First Ship Ever : wow that’s really hard but at the top of my head I remember Toya and Yuki from Card Captor Sakura

Last Song You Heard :

Favourite Childhood Book : I’m going to have to say Harry Potter

Currently reading : I haven’t read an actual book in so long. I just consume a lot of fics now and call it a day

Currently watching : Cherry Magic TH!! And I’m loving it. I’m also going to start 23.5 todayyy

Currently consuming : vegaspete content always and also a lot of genshin

Currently Craving : chocolate!!

I’m going to tag @misspoetree @jdotsodomite @awwfuckno @vrag-veshtica @tswizzlesfan @porschesbabydaddy @bunnakit @kinyeee @i-got-the-feels @a-slut-for-vegaspete

[z-haven]

Tagged by @becomingabeing (hi! )to answer these questions and then to tag nine people to get to know better.

last song: Roar by The Boyz.

currently watching: Dead Friend Forever, Cherry Magic Th, The Apothecary Diaries, Solo Leveling

three ships: YaiJom (I Feel You Linger In The Air), AlanJeff (Pit Babe the series) and Jaewon x Jihyun (The Eighth Sense)

favourite colour: Black. But also purple and then blue (I'm drawn to cool colours and even the colour red).

currently consuming: I'm having lunch right now - rice, red beans and stew chicken.

first ship: Before I even knew what shipping was Sinbad/Maeve (The Adventures of Sinbad).

relationship status: single

last movie: My Beautiful Man: Eternal

currently working on: fanfic WIPs (I've got the draft sorta down but I know there are blanks to be filled in), plus a longer fic on hold and an idea for another one etc. Once I have ideas for fics, I just 'jot' them down for later.

Okay so this is no pressure so I'm gonna tag these lovely people @tabbygray , @alicestillfalling, @ulfynja37, @prapaiwife, @imaginaryfriendashkun, @clairedaring, @sammie-lightwood-bane, @michaelkiettisak and @ladyrauxel

[watchingblsnowandforever]

[This is my nth time doing an intro post and I still have no idea how to go about it]

Heyy! I'm Koko =D

She/her 🏳️‍🌈

Age? Hm, maybe I'm a 100+ year old vampire, maybe I'm an adolescent. Who knows...

Welcome to my blog! *pushes stuff into a suspicious looking closet and forces the door closed* It's a mess, but then again, my whole life is a mess so-

8 Me Facts: love watching queer dramas (mostly South/South-East Asian, and especially Thai Bls or GLs), like learning languages (fluent in two, can speak bits of around eight, and I can say 'I love you' in about 12 languages), desi and very gay, love all animals, a sucker for love and given the chance a very sappy romantic, love taking pictures (especially of the moon and flowers), eternally sleep deprived (with a nonexistent sleep schedule) and I have around a million hyperfixations at any given point (I'm also passionate about a bunch of things)

Oh, and I also write. Sometimes. When my brain lets me-

My fandoms are too many, and I occassionally dabble in most of them, but mostly I'm active in the BL ones

Tumblr wifey @desi-yearning <3 [And as she so put it, I am "an absolute idiot" and a "self critical piece of shit" which... actually says a lot about me. (It's okay, sweetheart I know you love me. <3)]

if you wanna know more about me

My Watchlist (basically Thai BL and other assorted Asian dramas) My (sorta) crack posts and occasional meta post: -> We Are -> My Love Mix Up Th -> The Trainee -> Peaceful Property My kinda dormant but very beloved Cherry Magic Th trash blog @achi-karan

I don't have Spotify, but music is at least 80% of my life, and I listen to anything that tickles my ears

My asks are always open, for song recs, for moodboard or aesthetics requests, or if you wanna rant about something or just wanna be silly <3

Some other stuff below (my vague as hell DNI, BL lineups, maybe a BL rec list if I can get started on making one, my fics maybe)

GMMTV lineups ordered by personal preference that I update mostly regularly: ◇ 2024 ◇ 2025

DNI: I cannot and will not keep anyone forcefully off my blog, and if I don't like you I'll simply unfollow. NSFW? Well, my blog is mostly a SFW space, but I do reblog a lot of bls, and not all of them are PG-13, but I do try to always tag these stuff.

[le-trash-prince]

fandom get to know me better meme

tagged by @autisticbokutoenthusiast

3 ships you like: i'm gonna skip the obvious ones because y'all know those already

LunaAylin from 23.5: they're just so fucking cute y'all

Lin Chong/Lu Da from The Water Outlaws: ghostship for a book with no fandom but y'all…. straightlaced, self-disciplined, law abiding weapons instructor x loud, boisterous ex-monk who could never fathom denying herself of any worldly pleasures, and they become sworn sisters??? Lu Da gets gut wrenchingly jealous when Lin Chong trains with Chao Gai despite Lu Da asking her over and over?? like, maybe they're not gay but they sure ain't straight.

PangWave from The Gifted: my enemies to friends to lovers babies… the show should have let them kiss or hold hands or smth

first ship ever: i'll say kenshin/kaoru from RRK because they were the first ship i looked up fic for

last song you heard: Supernova Girl from Zenon…. i needed to listen to it to see if it was the same vibe as Speed of Love and i was right, they're siblings

favorite childhood book: I rarely reread anything as a kid, but I'm gonna go with the wishbone version of Jules Verne's time machine

currently reading: The Death I Gave Him, by Em X. Liu. It's a bit of a slow read for me (this is my second time checking it out from Libby) but I am enjoying myself.

currently watching: 23.5, Cherry Magic TH, Ossan's Love Returns, and slowly working my way through Chaser Game W (it stresses me out ok). Prob gonna start Love for Love's Sake with the bestie once we finish OLR.

currently consuming: water

currently craving: i'm going strawberry picking soon so I'll say strawberries

tagging @cryingatships @ohanny @supanuts @inrainbowz if y'all feel like it

[feydpauls]

current tag game

got tagged by @codenamesherry. thank you! 💛

Current time: 9:11pm

Current activity: listening to music and feeling miserable tbh (i kinda loathe the new year festivities and i can't wait for this period to be over)

Currently thinking about: my silly little feelings and situations i wish i hadn't put myself in so i didn't have to experience said feelings

Current favorite song: surprisingly, i don't have one

Currently reading: frankenstein and dune messiah

Currently watching: not counting the shows i have put on hold but intend to come back to: playboyy, pit babe, twins the series, love senior, healer, the sign and cherry magic th

Current favorite character: babe from pit babe and sprite from twins the series.

Current wip: just my TWOE fic. i really wanna finish it before my break ends but we'll see

tagging any mutuals who would like to do this

[incandescentflower]

Hi! My heart would love more Karan/Achi: bandaging/stitching up an injury. Karan's Om is everything to me--though I wouldn't be mad at reciprocation either <3

hey anon! thank you for the prompt. I admit, I lean toward Karan comfort so let's flip it, but also keep Karan's Om. :)

hope you like it!

This is part of a Cherry Magic Thailand fic ask game I'm playing while the show airs. Send me a prompt from one of the lists and I'll write you a ficlet! Details are in this post.

This is also on AO3 here. The other prompt ficlets in this series are here.

a gentle touch

Five times Karan asked Achi to tend his wound and one time Achi offered

1 -

Getting to know Karan, Achi discovered that not only did he have crazy-ish thoughts and was pretty not great at singing, but he also turned out to be kind of accident prone.

It was strange that Achi had never noticed it before, but one day when Karan was handing Achi a report, he made a little noise, as if hissing in pain.

“Are you okay?” Achi asked.

“Oh yes, I’m fine, Achi. I just got a paper cut from this.” Karan held up his palm and there was an angry red mark on the side of it.

“Oh no,” Achi said. “Those hurt so much. Come here.”

Achi shifted over to the next chair and indicated that Karan should sit down next to him. It seemed to take Karan a moment to get Achi’s meaning, but he eventually sat down.

Achi grabbed the little plastic box he kept on his desk with a few first aid supplies like band-aids and antiseptic wipes. Just things to treat small cuts. Anything more serious was in the large first aid kit in the kitchen. 

It always helped to be prepared for these kinds of minor injuries, paper cuts especially, in an office environment. 

Achi took out the wipe and gently washed the cut. Karan flinched a little at the touch. 

Ouch.

It was a loud thought, as Achi had grown to learn most of Karan's thoughts were. Still, it surprised Achi. He had thought of Karan as someone who would be pretty stoic when it came to pain. 

He waved his hand over the area to try to get it to dry quickly and help the sting subside. He recalled the times that Karan had bandaged him up and decided he should also give it a little blessing as Karan always did for Achi.

Om. May his wound heal quickly, Achi thought.

Achi is so kind. He’s so good at taking care of others.

Achi smiled to himself. Of course Karan thought that. He always thought the best of Achi.

Achi placed the band-aid on gently and said, “There. All better.”

“It is,” Karan said, with a little smile.

********

2 - 

A few days later, Karan came to Achi’s desk holding his pinky gingerly. “Achi, do you have your first-aid kit?”

“Oh, sure,” Achi said, grabbing it. “What happened?”

He held it up for Achi to see. It looked to be bleeding a small amount.

“I caught it in a binder clip.”

“It looks like it hurts,” Achi said, opening up his kit.

“Only a little,” Karan said, holding his finger out for Achi to inspect.  

Achi fixed him up again. This time Karan didn’t seem to mind the antiseptic as much. 

Achi’s so gentle.

Achi's faced warmed, but he tried to not get distracted. He gave Karan another blessing and patted his hand softly to show he was finished.

“Just so you know,” Achi said, as Karan stood to leave. “There’s a kit in the kitchen if you need it. You don’t have to come all the way here.”

Karan nodded. "Okay. Thank you, Achi,” he said.

********

3- 

The next week Karan came for another bandage. This time when Achi read his mind, it looked as though he hurt it on his way into the building, accidentally scratching his wrist on the door as he held it for someone on the first floor. Karan had come into the office, dropped his things on his desk and came directly to Achi’s desk. 

Achi inspected this injury. He wasn’t sure it even needed a band-aid this time, but Karan looked so expectant, holding his wrist out for Achi to mend that all Achi could do was take care of it.

********

4 -

The following week, Karan came to Achi holding out his thumb, which looked the faintest color pink. When Achi took Karan’s wrist to inspect it, his thoughts showed that he had jammed his thumb in a drawer at home the night before. 

Achi tried not to laugh, although it was merely due to fondness. Karan was now apparently bringing any minor injury he had to Achi, no matter when it happened.

Achi simply raised it up to show Karan and said, "I don’t know if there is much to do for it at this point."

“Oh,” Karan said, looking disappointed. 

Achi could never stand that look on Karan’s face, even if it was because he was being kind of silly. So instead he held out his palm and gently laid Karan’s thumb on it, this time saying the blessing he had learned from Karan out loud:

“Om, may it heal quickly.”

Karan broke into a wide smile.

Achi always makes everything better.

********

5 -

Yet another week later, Karan had insisted on being the one to tend the grill at their work outing. He knew it wasn’t something Achi enjoyed and there were lots of people, all with their various preferences that made the whole thing particularly chaotic.

Still even so, it was surprising when Achi returned from the restroom and Karan had the tip of one of his fingers in his mouth. “What happened?” Achi asked.

Karan slid his foot over to touch Achi. Once he had found out about Achi’s ability, Karan would often use it in this way when they were with others. 

I accidentally burnt it on the grill. Can you make it better?

He looked at Achi with wide eyes and a little pout on his lips.

Please.

Achi let out a sigh, looking around at the group, who all seemed in various stages of inebriation and not paying too much attention to them. He then took his napkin and dipped it in his glass of water, and wrapped an ice cube he retrieved from his glass in it. 

He held out his hand under the table, waiting for Karan.

Karan beamed, not really looking hurt at all if you asked Achi. Karan placed the burnt finger in Achi’s palm, allowing him to press his cold napkin to it.

Karan managed to grill the rest of the meat with one hand, despite the fact that he continued to send Achi adamant thoughts that it still really hurt whenever Achi gave him a look asking if he was better.  

Just a little while longer. 

That’s what Karan always said now.

********

+1

Karan had come over to Achi’s place to help him do a few minor house repairs. Achi had a light fixture that was tricky to get open and needed a higher ladder to reach so it was best to do with a second person to help. Karan insisted on being the one to climb the ladder, saying he had looked into this particular fixture and figured out how to change the bulb easily. 

And it was true, he was only up there for a few minutes before he got the casing free and had unscrewed the bulb. He handed the blown one down to Achi and waited for Achi to give him the new one. It took the two of them only about five minutes to fix what it would have taken Achi a half hour to do on his own. 

It was yet another moment when Achi couldn’t help thinking how lucky he was to have Karan in his life. 

Once Karan was finished, he slowly stepped down the ladder, but he seemed to forget about the way the ceiling slanted and accidentally bumped his head on the way down.

“Karan,” Achi said, rushing to grab his arm as he wobbled a little, finally getting his feet on solid ground. 

“It’s okay, Achi,” he said. “I should have been more careful.”

“Are you okay? Do you need some ice?”

Karan shook his head. “It’s more my pride than anything,” he said, holding his forehead. 

Achi gently grabbed Karan’s hand to move it away. There didn’t look to be a mark and there were no signs of bruising. 

Still, Achi couldn’t help but want to do something. 

“Om, may it heal quickly,” he whispered and then placed a soft kiss to Karan’s forehead, a little to the side of where Karan had been holding his head.

When Achi stepped back, Karan was smiling brightly.

“Already much better,” he said with a sigh. Then he pointed to the other side of his head and said, “But maybe one more, just in case.”

[faillen]

Fandom: Cherry Magic 30 ยังซิง | Cherry Magic (Thailand TV 2023) RPF Rating: Explicit Relationships: Achi Achirawit Jittawisut/Karan Wongkarun Additional Tags: Mutual Masturbation, Episode Tag, Kissing, Hints of demisexual Achi Summary:

How had he gone so long without ever feeling like this for someone. Was this how people always felt? How did they live with it? Did Karan feel like this?

“We don’t have to—”

“I’m okay, I really want this,” Achi said quickly, curling his hands into fists atop his thighs. He hunched his shoulders up, feeling his ears burn pink. “I want to look at you, please.”

It was quiet in the wake of his admission, and when Achi finally dared to peek up, he found Karan looking at him with an expression that was almost coy, clearly a bit amused by his effect on Achi.

“Karan,” Achi couldn’t help but whine and Karan grinned.

Or: The night before Achi leaves for Nakhon Si Thammarat.

[phneltwrites]

tag game: 9 questions for 9 people!

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last song: Stand by หล่อ by New Country which earwormed me hard

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good question so.

Last twilight (it's ending 😭😭😭😭😭😭)

The sign

Cherry magic th

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well.... I'm not much of a movie person but I was trying to watch Phobia the other day. and 3 minutes into the movie I saw a comment something like don't watch it when you're alone and it's dark and I'm like okay yeah will watch later so :)

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married to gemini

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reading stuffs on pinterest and tumblr about how patriarchy and capitalism affects everything

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the translation of a song for my fic lol

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[houseofhurricane]

ACOTAR Fic: Bloom & Bone (19/28) | Elain x Tamlin, Lucien x Vassa

Summary: Elain lies about a vision and winds up as the Night Court’s emissary to the Spring Court, trying to prevent the Dread Trove from falling into the wrong hands and wrestling with the gifts the Cauldron imparted when she was Made. Lucien, asked to join her, must contend with secrets about his mating bond. Meanwhile, Tamlin struggles to lead the Spring Court in the aftermath of the war with Hybern. And Vassa, the human queen in their midst, wrestles with the enchantment that turns her into a firebird by day, robbing her of the power of speech and human thought. Looming over all of them is uniquet peace in Prythian and the threat of Koschei, the death-god with unimaginable power. With powers both magical and monstrous, the quartet at the Spring Court will have to wrestle with their own natures and the evil that surrounds them. Will the struggle save their world, or doom it?

A/N: Lucien attempts to return the Autumn Court to its rightful High Lord, while trying to figure out the worsening effects of the curse on Vassa. You can find all previous chapters here, or read Bloom & Bone on AO3. Thank you for reading! ❤️ If you'd like to get an early preview on the next chapter, follow me on Instagram at @house.of.hurricane.

The days after Vassa’s rescue are so filled with political deliberation between the High Lords and nobles of Prythian that even Lucien’s mind, so accustomed to strategy and scheming, is overwhelmed. He had planned for his reunion with Vassa to feature sleepless nights and tangled sheets, a variety of creative positions and a thousand different sounds of pleasure leaving Vassa’s lips. Instead, as soon as the meetings are over for the day, a member of the Night Court winnows her to the day’s meeting place so that she can join the long dinners, then ferries her to the Spring Court where she and Lucien fall into sleep. She reaches for him, insists despite the pain he can see in her eyes, the tears that fall as soon as their kisses reach a fevered pitch.

He always rises to find that in sleep, she has rolled to the farthest corner of the bed, where he cannot touch her even accidentally.

Still, when he tries to ask her what he can do, how he can help, she insists that he has other priorities. As if he cannot see the darkness around her eyes, the way that, in mere days, she’s grown almost frail. A shadow of herself.

When it’s decided there will be an attempt at diplomacy with the Autumn Court, Vassa rouses herself, invites Tamlin and Elain to join them for champagne to celebrate their emissaries, Lucien and Elain both having been selected.

“You’ll make sure she’s out of danger,” Tamlin says to Lucien as soon as they clink glasses, and Lucien, nodding, sees Vassa roll her eyes at Elain, who smothers her answering laugh behind her hands.

“You’re sure a firebird would not advance your cause?” Vassa asks, the joke turning plaintive. Elain reaches out her hand and then drops it, a thump against her skirts, before she can harm Vassa with a conciliatory touch. They’d agreed that the risk to Vassa did not merit the benefit of the clear alliance with the human realms. Not when the stories of Lucien and Vassa had begun to spread.

“I will keep him safe, Queen of Scythia,” Elain says after a moment, the smile in her voice, returning them to the moment, the kind of camaraderie she’d longed for in those weeks at the Night Court.

“Good,” Vassa says, and for a moment her face is alight as it ever was, her eyes sapphire-bright, “because I never worry about you anymore, Elain Archeron. You listen very well to me. Unlike certain High Fae males who love to hover over extremely capable women.”

She shoots a glance at Lucien, her lips pursed comically, and when he allows himself to laugh, he feels the brightness spread over his body, more intoxicating than the sparkling wine. He lets himself pretend, just for the space of an evening, that everything is fine, that this haven could be a lasting one, that he will hear these three laughing and teasing and happy all his life.

Before dawn, she kisses him and sets off for the lake alone.

“You can save this world with your words alone,” she says, her fingers on his face, gentle on the scars that surround his ruined eye. Watching her expression, he’d never know this gesture caused her pain. Still, knowing what he knows, Lucien cannot bring himself to take another kiss.

“I’ll save you next,” he tells her.

“Or you’ll watch as I save myself, Vanserra.” She smiles then, and swings herself from the bed to the door in a single fluid motion, as if they existed in a moment they have never known, when everything was all right.

Before the rest of the manor wakes, Lucien lights a candle, busies himself with the strategies, all the reminders he wants to give the rest of the diplomatic party, which will comprise Nesta, Elain and himself. It had been agreed that the High Lords would stay out of the initial stage of negotiations, and still Lucien worries that this group is too small, too tied to the Night Court, with two Archeron sisters with largely unknown powers who were all too recently human. And yet he has held his tongue. Because Elain has surprised him and Nesta has terrified him, and all three sisters seem to have a knack for prevailing when the rest of Prythian thinks they’re doomed.

For a moment, he wishes that he could consult Eris, but his brother has been staying in the Night Court, no doubt to Morrigan’s dismay. Still, given Rhysand’s relative strength, it makes sense to mark him as an ally. And for all that Lucien likes his brother in spite of himself, he much prefers the nights he spends in the Spring Court without the threat of his judgement and withering remarks.

Instead of ruminating over the past, he takes one more breath, reviews his notes, all the things that could unfold today, and decides that he is as ready as he can be.

By the time Lucien joins Elain and Tamlin for breakfast, he’s decided that the mission will prevail. Elain has even worn a dress in the tawny browns and deep greens of the Autumn Court, tied her hair back from her face with a red ribbon.

“Those colors don’t suit you,” Tamlin is saying, lifting a cherry turnover from the serving platter to her plate.

“What colors would you prefer me in, High Lord?” Elain’s cheeks are pink and while Lucien is sure that there are headier implications to her question, he decides he will not consider them.

Instead, he heaps his plate high and talks through the strategy with Elain, more for Tamlin’s benefit than hers.

“Do you think that Nesta will behave herself?” Tamlin asks, once the review is complete.

“Nesta likes Eris more than anybody,” Elain responds, in a tone that barely covers her amazement.

“Nesta’s job is to be terrifying,” Lucien adds.

“It’s what she’s best at, isn’t it?”

It is, of course, Nesta behind him, and Lucien shoots Elain a look, asking how will she kill me? Elain, standing to greet her sister, does not cover her commiserating smile, which seems to suggest his death is imminent.

“You’re ready for the Autumn Court?” Nesta asks Elain, who stand alongside the grand table, a study in contrasts. Nesta has come in her Illyrian, her hair braided in a crown on her head and her sword at her side. Her body is small but all of its angles are fierce, almost severe. Next to her, Elain looks impossibly soft, so gentle that Lucien is reminded why everyone always underestimates her.

But still Elain shoots back, “I’m the one taking us there. You’ll know when I’m ready for the Autumn Court. Would you like Lucien to remind you of the strategy?”

“Rhys and Feyre woke me up early to review. You’d think the dignity of the Night Court was at stake.”

“Only the peace in Prythian,” Lucien drawls, his eyes darting to Tamlin who, as expected, has his knife and fork clutched in an extremely tight grip.

“Feyre told me the same thing before she crawled inside my mind,” Nesta says, running her eyes over Lucien, redoubling her statement. “I know I’m only to speak when you want me to scare them.”

“And if Koschei is there, you do not fight him,” Elain adds, smoothing her fingers over her skirts. “Let Lucien winnow you.”

“You’ll let Lucien winnow you also,” Tamlin says, his voice strangled with restraint. Lucien can tell that he is trying very hard not to loom over Elain.

“I will let Lucien winnow me,” Elain echoes, meeting his eye as her cheeks go pink. Nesta lets out a sigh that sounds very like a snarl, and if it weren’t a sign of worry, Lucien would bury his head in his hands.

There are a thousand more important things at this moment than romantic tension. And still Lucien wishes this was his only problem.

So instead he meets Tamlin’s eye and promises to winnow Elain, does not look away from Nesta’s glare as he tells her that she is welcome to speak, he’s heard she has good diplomatic instincts, but he will welcome her sword if everything goes to shit.

Then, because for a moment he feels like his old self again, he meets Elain’s eyes and says, “Let’s see if you’re a real emissary now.”

When Elain sticks out her tongue at him, it’s impossible to hold back his laugh.

“Feyre is having too much fun watching you,” Nesta says, extending her hand towards her other sister. “Now can you please take us to the Autumn Court so I can stop hearing her cackle in my mind? I don’t think it’s good form to be late.”

Elain’s smile flickers out but she reaches for Lucien and Nesta, lets the tethering spell bind them, and the Spring Court rips away.

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The wall of fire around the Autumn Court castle is new.

“I told you we should have arrived directly inside,” Nesta says, eyeing the unbroken flames.

“It would be an act of war to simply appear inside the court itself,” Lucien says as levelly as he can, reaching out to the wall of fire with his own magic, scanning it with his golden eye. There are protective and defensive spells interwoven with the fire itself, powerful enough that unraveling the magic isn’t a practical option. Anyway, an alarm has likely sounded.

Sure enough, the flames part just wide enough to let a person pass.

Lucien knows things are headed to shit when he doesn’t recognize the gangly squire who appears to greet them. He had hoped that his mother would be the one to welcome their group, even if his brothers would have been the more appropriate group, would-be High Lords welcoming the delegation sent by the other rulers of Prythian.

Instead they are welcomed like beggars, and the young male who greets them looks nervous.

He sees Nesta reach for her sword and doesn’t bother to try and restrain her. His brothers begin with disrespect and then quickly move to violence.

“We are the delegation sent by the High Lords of Prythian,” Elain says, her voice honeyed in a way that makes this nervous page blush and fidget. “Lady Cybele should be expecting us after our message.”

“Cybele d-doesn’t rule this court,” the page says, trying out a nasty tone that distorts his features.

Elain flexes her fingers and her skin takes on a golden glow that is distinct from the firelight. When he glances at Nesta, he sees silver flames flicker to life in her eyes. He wishes they would save this bravado for his brothers, but at any rate, the page grows pale.

“We’ve come to meet with whoever does rule this court.” Elain’s voice is now too pleasant. “And I’m sure you can agree that we should expect to find that a brother of its ruler welcome to enter without this kind of horrible scrutiny.”

“I was told that the b-bastard has to stay outside.”

Elain turns her glance to Lucien, her eyes gone wide. She can pull Nesta from the world, but if Koschei is inside, Lucien was always intended to be the quick exit.

Nesta interrupts, fingers wrapped around the sword at her hip.

“Who is inside the castle, boy?” Her impression of Amren is impeccable, and the page’s face grows pale.

He reaches for Elain but Lucien is too swift, and in half a breath the darkness has enveloped them and released them to the forests of the Autumn Court.

“He was going to take you to Koschei,” Lucien says before Elain can begin her protest. “Thank the Mother that my brothers are too stupid to train their henchmen.”

“Tell Feyre that we’ll need protection at the Spring Court,” Elain says to Nesta, squeezing Lucien’s fingers as she gives the order. “They could be coming for Vassa next.”

“The Valkyries are guarding her today,” Nesta says, “but we should get out of this court before we have to deal with any more Vanserras.”

“One is enough?” he asks, preparing the tethering spell, snipping its edges so that only the three of them can be carried by Elain’s magic.

“I’m fairly certain you and Eris are the only decent ones.”

“His mother is trapped in that castle,” Elain points out, grabbing tight to Lucien’s wrist, to Nesta’s. The forest becomes the passageways, becomes a winter forest scented with pine, a marketplace, an expanse of tall concrete buildings seemingly held to the clouds by magic, becomes, finally, the great hall of the Spring Court, where Tamlin waits, clad in his battle armor, two swords strapped across his back.

Behind him, still in his flawless court jacket and shining boots, Eris waits. And it is to that spotless figure that Elain runs, all the colors of autumn, her magic still aglow on her face.

Lucien launches himself after her but there’s a hand on his chest. Nesta. A warning in her eyes that he can’t decipher.

Elain stops inches from Eris, close enough that his features are cast in her golden light. Behind her, Tamlin looms, a sword drawn in his hand, ready to strike. But Elain does not hear or notice him. Her focus is only on Eris.

“Will you break the alliance with Koschei?” she asks, her hands on her hips.

“We’ve discussed this at length,” Eris says. Lucien can see in the tightness of his jaw that he’s trying to determine whether Elain can kill him, whether Tamlin will slice him to bits at her command. That he’s realizing the relative weakness of his own position, his rightful position as High Lord dependent on too many factors. That if Elain tried to destroy him, perhaps nobody would stop her.

“I am asking you as emissary of the Spring Court and friend to the Queen of Scythia. As the person who helped rescue you from Koschei, the death-lord who holds you under a curse. I am asking as the female who can harm you with a single brush of my fingers thanks to his spell on you.”

“I didn’t think you realized that it wasn’t only your human friend under his spell,” Eris says, and nobody can miss the way he leans back from Elain, an unmistakable confirmation.

“Koschei will try to tear apart Prythian until he claims both Vassa and me. He is likely searching for you as well.”

There’s a shift in Eris’ features, a pain he tries to hide, and suddenly the situation becomes deadly clear to Lucien.

“What did he promise you?” he calls to his brother, the only one he has a sliver of hope in. In a flash of movement, Tamlin’s sword is pointed at Eris, and Nesta surges toward him, coming alongside Elain with her own blade pointed at the would-be High Lord of Autumn.

“I haven’t allied with him,” Eris says, managing to smirk even at the steel pointed at him, all the allies he stands to lose. “But there are whispers that he can break this curse on me. A curse which a High Lord cannot bear. Not if he will truly rule his people.”

Elain steps toward him, her skirts sighing. She’s so close that Eris could grab her if he wanted, Eris who never shows his hand until it suits him.

“I know what it is to be a pawn,” she says. “And I am working to understand the complexity of Koschei’s magic. I don’t know, yet, how we could release you from this curse but I am working to find out. When I learn how, I will unbind you myself.”

“They should write legends about the overconfidence of your family,” Eris says, assessing her.

“If you ally with Koschei, Eris, they will never write legends about you at all,” Nesta points out, letting the tip of her sword snag on a button, which falls to the ground with a ping. “And you will lose the allegiance of the Night Court.”

Tamlin only tucks Elain against his side. He knows the allegiance of the Spring Court does not much matter, especially to a member of the Autumn Court, who so easily invaded.

When Lucien finally speaks, he’s surprised at how easily the words fall from his lips. As if he had been dreaming them.

“If you vow to fight against Koschei,” he says to his brother, “I vow that I will not rest until the High Lords of Prythian go united into battle for your throne. You should know that I have friends in every court who listen to my counsel. You will not reclaim the throne without allies. And together, perhaps those same allies could join together and rid you of Koschei’s curse.”

He’s thrown in this last without knowing if it’s possible, without knowing if the High Lords would ever agree, especially given what happened to Feyre, but Elain stiffens at Tamlin’s side, the gesture her body makes when she has a new idea.

“I haven’t forgotten that you killed my father,” Eris says, finally, and the words sound like a threat, but Lucien knows his brother well enough to see the relief in his voice, the tiniest hint of the smile he’s unable to hide from a practiced observer.

“Beron tried to harm my friends.” Lucien meets his brother’s eyes, lets his meaning become clear. He lets his magic, the light and fire, burn in the air around him.

Eris steps back, away from the swords and the tense and thickening magic.

“Promise you’ll free me from this curse and I vow I will never ally with the death-lord Koschei.”

“As soon as Vassa is free, we will free you,” Lucien says, watches as Elain nods, as Tamlin lowers his sword, and Nesta reluctantly follows. “But first, it seems we will need to go to war for your throne.”