#i will try to include more pining next time lmao

[queensbrother]

FFXIVWrite | 9. Lend an Ear

[wolexarch (gen?) | exarch pov, shadowbringers era | wc: 752 | Rating: G]

He shouldn’t do it. 

Should know better. Knows the importance of making sure this plan works. Of how long he has worked towards this, all the sacrifices made, and the promise he must uphold. 

Knows he should keep his distance, that he must play his part until the end. 

But he cannot help himself.  

His heart sinks when he catches her out of the corner of his eye. While making his rounds around the Crystarium, his attention trailing off when he spots her under one of the large elf trees near the Pendants. 

Under the shade, hiding from the everlasting light, she sits with arms wrapped around her knees and a sombre expression on her face. 

Alone. 

And not in a way he was used to. Solitude was something the Warrior of Light had chosen once upon a time. Often opting to work alone. But there is something about her now that has him worried for his old friend. 

His legs move before his mind can catch up. Before he can even wonder if his presence would even be welcome. And before he realises what he is doing, he is standing ilms away from her. 

For a blessing, she hasn’t noticed him yet. Lost in whatever thoughts might plague her. He realises then that he still has a chance to leave. 

To turn around. Leave her here and keep a healthy distance away from her. All to make it easier when the time comes… 

But he cannot. Cannot will himself to move anywhere but forward, to provide some small comfort to his old friend when she seems to need it the most. 

Surely he could offer something as small as this. 

The Exarch clears his throat, not wanting to startle her and Mara lifts her head, barely turning to meet his gaze. 

“Is aught amiss, my friend? I wanted to check in and see how you were settling in here.” 

She turns to him now, her first reaction to scowl at him. And he deserves nothing but her ire, after everything he has asked of her, it is no small wonder she might not wish to see him. 

And at least he had tried, he tells himself. If she would not allow him in, then surely that would make this easier to bear. 

Then her expression softens, her eyes downcast before she rubs them with the back of her hand. “I am well, Exarch. Your people have been nothing but kind to me, but you have no reason to be concerned.” 

As the light filters through the leaves above, he can now see how large the bags under her eyes have become, how red her eyes actually look, and the way her shoulders slump from exhaustion. 

She had never been good at lying. Least of all to him. 

“May I?” he asks, gesturing to the ground beside her. She shrugs half-heartedly, and he sits down next to her, smoothing out his robes. 

“I would completely understand if you wish to send me away, but if something were troubling you, I would be more than willing to lend an ear.” 

She shifts beside him, jaw tense as the moments pass, feeling like an eternity. His chest tightens, heart beating loudly as he waits. His anxiety loud as the silence stretches on. 

“I… would prefer not,” she says finally, hugging her knees tighter to her chest. And he understands, as he said he would, though it is hard to ignore the disappointment sinking in his stomach. 

“The offer is there anytime you should need it,” he says with a small smile, pushing himself to his feet and begins to take his leave. 

“But—!” she says, perhaps a little louder than she’d meant, as she looks almost startled when he looks back at her. “Perhaps… perhaps it might be nice to have some company. Maybe learn more about the Crystarium and the First to keep my mind off things.” 

The Exarch cannot help but smile at her, taking his place beside her once more. “I can do that,” he says, and there is a slight pang of guilt at the joy he feels to not be pushed away outright. To have the chance to speak to her about anything— as if they could be friends once more. 

He wants nothing more than to comfort her, to be her confidante once more. It is something he had thought would forever be out of reach. 

Forgetting for the moment that getting close to her could risk everything.

[madamechrissy]

Your series is on toppp, i was always waiting for your new post especially that gojo series lmao. Anyways, can we get a gojo x innocent!reader?? Make them likee childhood friend and gojo takes her virginity lolll.

Thank you sm love, I hope you enjoy it <3 You know I've never given Gojo a virgin in anything, it's his first time for me lmaooo! 🩷🩷🩷

Pairing: Satoru Gojo x virgin reader

Contents/warnings: cute fluff, friends to lovers, first time/loss of virginity, oral sex (M and F receiving), explicit sex, pet names, not much plot lol, just smut fr

Word Count:: 3.7k

🩷 First Time 🩷

You are sitting next to Satoru on his couch as you all watch one of his silly movies. He has laid out a million snacks and treats for the night, including bowls full of Halloween candy from yesterday. Yes, Satoru was twenty two and yes, he still went trick or treating, you’d been dragged along with him all night last night, running from house to house.

Your feet still hurt, you’re wincing and rubbing them, and Satoru looks over at you with his stupidly pretty eyes, eyes you should be used to after being friends for ten years, but sometimes they… well they did things. Satoru seems to be clueless at his effects on you, how when he tickles you, you gasp, how when he pulls you against him, you sigh and inhale his scent.

You’re pretty bad at hiding it.

Suguru and Shoko make fun of you endlessly, but you are just too afraid to ruin your friendship. But then, you’ve also non stop turned down men, left and right, pining away for him. It certainly was not the best way to go about things, but you’re holding out for him to be your first. Even though it’s foolish to think it will happen, you can’t help but wait for him.

Satoru was not dating anyone, he really had not dated much since high school, he would have a fling here and there, but mostly he spent time working and then with his friends. With you.

“Feet hurting? Bring ‘em to Daddy.” He teases with a smirk, and you giggle, rolling your eyes.

“Oh gosh, Satoru. You really gonna rub ‘em?”

“Sure am, it’s my fault they hurt. C’mere.” You lean back on the couch and prop your feet up on his lap, as his long fingers press into the soles of your feet, you moan a bit, and he pauses, looking at you.

“Sorry.” You say, flustered and overheated, and Satoru looks back at the movie, his tall, lithe body leaning back against the cushions.

“No need to say sorry, it feels good hmm?” He teases, as you try to focus on the movie, but he’s pressing his fingers deeper, and massaging your feet so good your eyes flutter shut.

“Very good, oof thank you.” You say softly, going to pull them back a bit, but Satoru now has raised his massage to your ankles. You gasp. “That tickles!”

“Does it? You’re so ticklish.” He’s running little circles on your ankles then, and your thighs shift as his hands slip even higher, to your calves.

“That feels… really good, mmm.” You whisper, wishing it meant less to you, wishing you did not treasure and drink in every bit of your best friend. His shiny white hair, his perfect straight nose, model cheekbones and pouty lips. Satoru Gojo was the prettiest man you’ve ever seen, but it’s more than that.

His little smirk and how his snowy lashes lower over his eyes, his laugh when he’s being silly, how his body looks in that black skin tight gym shirt, his biceps curling as he’s gently brushing your legs. You bite your lower lip then, as he’s still watching the movie, his touches lighter, little caresses down your legs.

“You have nice legs.” You sputter then, mouth wide, and he peeks at you, a little blush on his cheeks. “What you do.”

“Um… what? I do?” He looks down at your thighs now, and when his huge hands cover them, you can’t stop the little whimper, drawing his attention to you.

“You doing alright over there?” He asks then, raising a brow, and you cover your face now.

“I have to say something.” You shift your legs down, and Satoru pouts.

“I was having fun playing with them, meanie.”

“Satoru…” You lean forward on the couch, touching his shoulders gently. “I really have to tell you something.”

“Go on then, silly girl.” He taps your nose with a little smile. You take a deep breath, looking into his swirling blue eyes then.

“I want you to be my first.”

“What!?” He’s sputtering now, and jumps up, and then you jump up, turning away and covering your face.

“I’m so stupid, of course you wouldn’t. You’re Satoru Gojo, you can have anyone. And you’re experienced. And-”

“Hey, hey.” Satoru’s hands are on your shoulders behind you now, and you tense a bit at the touch, heart racing. “You’re prettier than anyone I’ve been with, it’s not anything like that.”

“Shit, really? You think I’m pretty?” You whisper, looking back at him, and he exhales, hands squeezing a bit, nodding.

“Of course you are, silly. I tell you that you look cute all the time, do I not?”

“Cute. Not pretty.”

“Well, you’re cute and pretty. And… you’re a virgin?” He turns you to him then, and you nod shyly, tucking your hair behind your ears. “Why me the first time, why not a boyfriend?”

You sigh then, fiddling with your hands in front of yourself. “You’re who I want it with. We can stay friends, it doesn’t have to like ruin it, you don’t have to date me.”

He blinks his white lashes then, tilting his head. “Why wouldn’t I wanna date you?”

“Because we’re friends!”

“And I like you, a lot. I always have. I thought… Well, I thought you didn’t like me like that.”

“What!?” It’s your turn now, and he smirks a bit.

“Well, I’m half naked in front of you constantly, and I barely see you check me out.”

“I do! But I look away when you look at me. You don’t check me out!”

“Oh, I do.” His eyes dart down your body now, and it’s as if he’s touching you, as he looms over you, so tall, so sexy. “I look away when you look at me. Now, you really want a first time, you have to be my girlfriend, I’m no hussy.” He states, putting his hand to his chest, and you laugh then.

“I can absolutely do that. How do we seal this boyfriend/girlfriend status then? A selfie? A pinky swear?” You step closer, trailing a hand up his chest now.

“Mmm, all of the above. But first, this.” Satoru leans down now, kissing you for the first time, his soft, plump lips pressing on yours, and you gasp at it, before kissing him back, putting pressure on his lips, wrapping your arms around his neck, on your tip toes. Satoru moans softly, pulling back, his hands on your waist, then his eyes lock onto yours.

“Toru… that’s perfect.” You murmur softly, as you still feel the tingles of your lips, then you realize you have a tear sliding down your cheek. Satoru swipes it away gently, tilting up your chin and bending down, lips against your ear.

“I wanna have you cumming so hard you scream my name, pretty tears falling out of those pretty eyes.” Your body reacts viscerally, your nipples pressed against the little tank top you’re wearing, as he nips your ear then, sending shivers down your spine at the sensation.

“Please.” Satoru’s kissing down your neck now, hands on your hips, feeling your every curve, your hands enwrap in his silky hair, gasping when he picks you up in his arms like it’s nothing.

“Anything you want, pretty girl.” You melt at his words, as he carries you to his bedroom, laying you down and sliding up your tank then, revealing your breasts, he exhales as he sees them, nostrils flaring. “Holy… they’re so fucking pretty.”

“You like them?” You ask shyly, and he nods eagerly.

“Take it off, please, be a good girl for me.” You’re dripping wet already, as you lean up and pull the top over your head, your tits bouncing gently. He’s gripping them in his big hands then, squishing them and running his thumbs over your nipples, your back arches. “Tell me what you like, don’t hold back, I want to learn all of you.”

“That feels good, it feels so good.” You say softly, and he then kisses down to each peak, sucking them into his hot mouth. “S’good, mmm!”

He hums a bit, his big hand sliding down your tummy, making it tremble, as he finds your shorts, pulling them down. “So, do you masturbate Miss Virgin?”

“Jerk, ugh. Of course I do, ah!” He’s kissing and nipping on your rib cage now, looking at you with his eyes dilated, pupils so big there’s just a ring of that brilliant blue now.

“Show me what you do, then I’ll know where you like to be touched most.” He’s taking your hand now, grinning with those white teeth. “Aw, ya blushing?”

“Well, y-yes. Um… I don’t finger myself, I just rub my clit.”

“Of course, those small little fingers, they can’t hit good.” He holds his fingers out, double your length, so long you clench around nothing imagining them, getting wetter when he presses your finger to your clit. “That’s it, pretty, show me.”

You rub your clit in circles, aching for him, as he stands up, taking off his shirt then, and you drink in his body hungrily, as he drinks in yours. “Fuck you’re gorgeous Satoru.”

“And you’re gorgeous, best friend. Girlfriend. Shnookums.”

“Shnookums!”

“Tossing cute names around.” He’s sliding his jeans off now, just in his dark blue boxers, then you see that outline, making you heat up even more with such strong desire. “Go ahead, keep going, you’re doing good.”

“Want you to touch me.” You whisper, as he sits back on the bed, the springs creaking under his weight, watching as your finger is playing between your lips, taking your hand gently and sucking on your finger then. “Oh!”

“Yummy. Need to taste you.” He says then, his voice husky, you are crying out when he rubs his fingers along your folds, down your slit, where wetness is pooling down to your entrance.

“Toru!” Your hips buck up when he runs circles on your clit, eyeing you carefully now.

“Have you had anything inside this pretty pussy at all?” He asks, sliding down to lay between your thighs now, his hands pressing into the plush of them as he spreads them wide. “So perfect.”

“No, I haven’t.” You admit, then gasp out when he slides one of his thick, long fingers inside you. “Ah… ah!”

“Fuck you’re so tight.” He pecks little kisses on your thighs, nipping as he studies you, pressing on a spot now that makes you see stars. “There it is.”

You’re falling apart as he pumps that long finger in, before stretching it to two, which is so hard to take, you can barely get to his first knuckles. “Toru, it’s too much… too much…”

“Aww you can take it, can’t you? Gotta stretch this tight little pussy for me, I’m a lot bigger than those fingers.” You can hear the squishing of your wetness as he kisses closer and closer, and you’re entangling your fingers in his hair, pressing against his scalp. “You’re so needy for me, aren’t you?”

You can’t speak then, when he kisses the hood of your clit, pulling the fingers out to part your folds gently. Your legs shake on either side of his head as he studies your pussy even more, moaning as he does. “Toru, um what are you doing?”

“Gonna eat you out, pretty girl. I can’t just have a treat like this and not eat it, don’t you know I have a sweet tooth?”

“Are you sure, I didn’t expect-”

“Oh this is my favorite. You’ll love it.” Satoru swipes his tongue up your slit then, and you’re moaning so loud it’s embarrassing, and he exhales, tickling you so good, his cool breath blowing on your overheated cunt. “Yummy.”

“Toru, fuck…”

“What a bad mouth, young lady.” He glares, and you laugh, breathless. “And you’re laughing, ah-ah.” He smacks your pussy, shocking you, but you like it, as you’re gushing more arousal out of your little hole. “Freaky little virgin.”

“Toru!”

“Stop talking back missy.” He smacks it again, and grins at your reaction. “Let me enjoy my treat, hmm?” You just nod, and he dives down now, sliding his tongue in and out of you in the most delicious tongue fuck. You’re already pulsing around him as he drinks you up, exploring you with his tongue, lips, teeth.

Your back arches, as he’s fucking you with it over and over, his teeth hitting your clit when he swipes up, finally swirling your clit in circles with the tip of his stupidly talented tongue. You can’t stand how good it feels, the pressure in your tummy, then you realize you’re going to cum, and cum so hard, you feel everything on fire, every nerve ending lit up.

“Gonna cum, gonna cum!” You pant out the words, and Satoru’s moaning against you, leaning up, half his face covered with you.

“Cum all over my face, let me drink you pretty.” He’s not goofy, silly Satoru, he’s some damn sex demon now, as he flicks his tongue once more, and you’re shattering for him, pulling him against you as you cum.

Satoru rides it out with you, continuing to flick his tongue so fast, sipping up the wetness out of your soppy cunt. You feel so good you’re blinded, eyes blinking rapidly to try to focus, to try to cling to this earth. He’s more serious now as he exhales, fingering you again, sliding two in with ease at how wet you are, hovering over you.

“Such a good girl, came that much for me? Wanna taste it?” He asks, and you nod nervously, then he’s kissing you, letting you taste your sweet arousal. Your hands slide down his hard abdomen, over the ripples of muscles and sinew, until you find his boxers, tugging. “Oh fuck, wanna touch me?”

“Yes, please.”

“I wasn’t sure your first time.” His care melts you, melts any worries you have away, but when he takes off his boxers and you see him, you panic.

“Oh that will never fit!” You watch him chuckle then, his soft hair falling over a brow as you touch it, your tiny hand not covering hardly any of it.

“It will fit, I promise.”

“Will it hurt?” You ask, brows together, stroking him, watching his eyes flutter shut, biting his lip.

“I haven’t been with a virgin. Um, I hear it hurts a bit, but you’re so wet and warmed up, I hope it won’t for long. I’ll go easy on you, the first time.”

“The first time!?”

“Then we’ll get freaky.” You giggle again, stroking him up and down.

“Can I suck you too?”

“You want to?” You nod and he exhales, getting on his knees then, gently positioning you on all fours. “Fuck it’s like my four pm nap.”

“Huh?”

“I nap after work, and you are always in some position. Some new one. Legs spread, ass in the air.” He wraps your hair up, pulling it gently into a ponytail, his pretty cock so thick and intimidating, twitching as you flick your tongue on the pink tip. “Oh fuck, that feels good.”

“What do you like?” You lap at the pearly liquid weeping from his tip, tonguing it and tasting it, sweet and a little salty, before sucking a couple inches in your mouth, earning his little whimper, so sexy it makes you impossibly wetter.

“Anything you wanna do, fuck. At your mercy here, the tip is the most sensitive. Can you take more?” Satoru’s voice is soft as he presses in further, and you’re moaning around him, nodding. “Good girl.”

“Mmm.” You’re sucking more of him then, as you look up, seeing his perfect form, that happy trail of white hair under that flat belly button, his hard body tensing as you stroke him where your mouth can’t reach.

“Okay, too much, I want to last for you. Mmm.” He pulls you off gently now, pushing you back to lay down, settling between your thighs, fingering you with his two fingers again. “Are you sure about this? We can wait.”

“I want this, I really do. I have for so- ah- long. Toru! Close!” He’s sliding his fingers out then, leaving you whining, as he now presses his thick tip in your entrance, and your eyes lock as you gasp.

“Want to feel you cumming around me, love.” Love that little pet name is destroying you. “Relax, please, don’t tense, just trust me. I got you.”

“I trust you, Satoru.” He exhales then, head resting on yours, then presses in, and you whine out at the pain of the first stretch, and he pauses, groaning.

“Oh fuck you’re so tight. Are you okay, pretty?” You nod a bit, as he eases back, and you’re gripping his back so tightly your nails are leaving crescent marks. “Oh fuck…”

Satoru moans as he presses further in, and you’re full, too full, it’s like nothing you’ve known. He sinks in so deep you feel him in your stomach, feel him everywhere, burning the skin as it stretches to accommodate. Satoru studies you carefully, his brow scrunched up, cupping your face with one hand.

“Baby, you all right? Gotta tell me.”

“I’m so full. It’s just… a lot.” He nods, kissing you again, rocking his hips, and then his tip drags on that spot he’d just fingered, and it feels so good, you’re clinging to him. “There, there!”

“Here?” He does it again, and your eyes roll back, feeling him roll those hips, you’re wetter and wetter with every shallow thrust, and he’s whimpering again, his cheeks flushed pink, his lips parted. “Cum on me, please?”

You need no further urging, you’re soaking Satoru’s cock as you cum, and his lips drink your moans, his hands now holding your thighs, sliding them up further, starting to fuck into you now. You’re falling apart under him, moans ridiculously loud, pleasure is coursing through your body while he fucks you into another orgasm.

“Toru, Toru! Mmm!” Satoru’s pretty eyes look into your own.

“Can I go harder, love?”

“Yes, please.”

He laughs just a bit. “You can take it, huh?”

“I can, fuck I can.” He fucks you harder then, pressing your thighs up, and you’re struggling to take more and more of him, as he’s so deep he’s hitting your cervix.

“Feel me here?” He takes your hand, pressing it on your tummy, and he has a wicked grin as he slides in slow, and you feel him there, making you squeak. “You’re so cute.”

“Cute, still, while mmm… fucking?”

“Cute anytime. Cutie.” He smacks little kisses on your cheeks, somehow he’s dirty and sexy one moment, then sweet and adorable the next. “Mwah!”

“Satoru!” You giggle when he leaves a loud kiss on your lips, but then he presses in so deep and grinds, and you lose all sense. Everything is fading, floating.

“Call me Toru when you cum.”

“Toru!” You cum all over his cock, arousal dripping down his length, down his balls that are smacking your ass, and he sucks in a breath when he feels your walls fluttering around him.

“Trying to milk me, she’s greedy already.” You have no clue what he means, all you know is it feels even better, as he’s thickening inside you. “Question.” He huffs out then, panting over you, his chiseled body dripping in sweat.

“G-go ahead.”

“On birth control or I gotta get plan B?” You nervously bury your face into his throat, and he’s laughing softly, stroking your hair as his strokes slow. “Baby gotta let me know, I’m not gonna pull out, wanna fill you up.”

“I’m on the pill. And t-take it on time.” He sighs, tilting your chin up then, smirking deviously, eyes bright fucking blue and insane.

“I’d cum in you anyway, you’d be cute pregnant.”

“What now!?” He’s slammed his lips on yours again, pressing your thighs up, and then he’s fucking harder, sounds of your skin smacking mixing with your wetness, as he fucks you so hard your tits are bouncing, the headboard is smacking. “Taking it easy, huh!?”

“This is easy, love. Oh fuck… gonna cum…” He moans then, his hands cupping your face, and you feel him throbbing inside you, thickening, you are filled with hot ropes of cum, coating your walls, and you cum just from that, earning his groan. “Oh you’re such a good girl.”

He’s gently pumping, gasping as he pumps even more cum, and your muscles are already pushing it out. He sighs then, smacking kisses on you over and over, every inch of your face, making you so blissful, as he’s fucked any thoughts out of your head, you feel like you’re floating, clinging to him, nails digging in.

“This better not be just once.” He says with a glare, and you grin, shaking your head and brushing his hair back.

“Absolutely not just once. Oh! Ouch.” You hiss a bit as he eases out, and you go to look down, but he tilts your chin up, shaking his head.

“Don’t look, you’re always scared of blood. Gonna faint.”

“It’s that much!?”

“No, but you’re sensitive about that. I’ll be right back.” Satoru hops up and you look at the ceiling, you hear a shower running, see the steam rolling into his room, and then he’s back and cleaning you up, before picking you up in his arms. “Let me take care of you, yeah?”

“Yeah, I would love that, Toru. Sounds so good.” He has you under the scalding hot water then, sudsing you up with bubbles everywhere, forming little puffy clouds on your breasts then rinsing them, laughing like he’s having a blast. You shake your head as you watch him.

“I used to jerk off when you’d take showers here.”

“You what now!?”

He just grins, pushing the shower head even lower. “Picturing you, did you ever… you know…”

“Satoru!”

“Did you!?” You look at his shower head nervously, then him, and he’s grinning even wider now. “Oh, you’re a bad girl.”

“Oh stop it, silly. Maybe once or twice. You have great water pressure. Ah, Toru!” Satoru is now on his knees in the shower, looking up at you and rushing that hot shower water against your clit. You gasp at it, as he wraps an arm around your hip to steady you.

“I’m gonna have so much fun with you.”

Gojo Drabbles/ one shots - Masterlist

[finniestoncrane]

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🩷💚🩷 EVENT NOW CLOSED 🩷💚🩷 hello and welcome to my silly little cinema 🩷💚🩷💚 this time around i've got options for moodboards, mini playlists, character pairings, and as always, ficlets and headcanons!! as always my little beloveds, read my rules, & send your requests in (and include reader's gender/pronoun/genital info where needed!) i don't know how many requests i'll do (edit: i'll be doing 50 requests for this event, there are still plenty of spaces!!) and i'll try to avoid similar prompts!! (normal requests are still open just now but i won't be writing them or posting them until after the event) along with the drabbles and headcanons, i'll also do a little giveaway of sorts with some commissions, so anyone who asks off anon will be included into a little draw for a free 500 word commission, and i'll pick some winners just to express how much love i have for you all ;-;💚 🔞minors dni🔞 • masterlist • kofi link • tag: finnie2k (to follow or to block)

hi welcome to the cinema!! are you ready to purchase your tickets?

i'll let my date decide [tell me a bit about yourself for a character pairing!]

yes!! [please scroll for options and prompts!]

if you're not here for a date, please choose from the options below and let me know which character you want!! (pick literally any character from my "will write" list! 1 for x reader, 2 for ships)

no more requests for btaa!scarecrow or zero year!riddler, please! their egos will explode lmao

where would you like to be seated? (pick 1 option)

right in the middle [movie soundtrack - mini playlist based on the character]

aisle seat [movie poster - i'll make a little moodboard based on the character]

front rows [short fic/drabble - scroll for the next options!]

back rows [headcanons/short form - scroll for the next options!]

which genre of movie would you like to see? (pick 1)

science-fiction [smut/pwp]

horror [dead dove/something dark]

action [hurt/comfort - physical]

drama [hurt/comfort - emotional]

romantic comedy [tooth rotting fluff]

thriller [angst]

and what would you like in your snack box? (pick up to 3, also yeah whatever my theatre serves fries and burgers!!)

🥤 soda [praise kink]

🧋 bubble tea [posessiveness]

🧃 fruit juice [touch starved, tensing up when shown affection]

🍹 cocktail [acts of care]

🍷 wine [confessing feelings]

🍺 beer ["i didn't mean it... it was an accident"]

🍕 pizza slice [dry humping]

🍔 slider [begging]

🌭 hotdog ["they'd/you'd never feel that way about me"]

🌶️ nachos [comforting through a breakup while pining]

🍟 fries [pet play]

🥓 jerky [oral sex/rimming]

🍿 sweet popcorn [sex as a tension release]

🧂 salted popcorn [watching a movie together]

🧈 butter popcorn ["look at you, you're dripping all over yourself"]

🧀 cheese popcorn [rough sex]

🥨 pretzel [roleplaying]

🍩 donut ["i think i love you"]

🍪 chocolate cookie [biting/licking/sucking]

🌈 rainbow cookie [clumsy first kisses]

🧁 cupcake [cnc/noncon/dubcon]

🍎 fruit cup ["you're going to ruin me"]

🍫 chocolate bar [voyeurism]

🍬 candy ["keep your eyes open, i want you to look at me"]

🍭 lollipop [choking]

🍧 frozen yoghurt [blushing in front of your crush, who finds it cute]

🍨 sundae [blind date]

🍦 vanilla ice cream ["that feels nice... it feels right"]

🍌 banana ice cream [sitting in their lap]

🍑 peach ice cream [spanking/impact play]

🍒 cherry ice cream [a kiss, then a slap, then a returned kiss]

🍓 strawberry ice cream ["your hands are so soft"]

🌰 trail mix [facefucking/face riding]

🥜 peanuts ["you're doing such a good job"]

🧅 grilled onions ["i want to smell myself on you"]

🥒 pickles [humiliation/degradation]

🥬 slaw [memorising the scars/marks on their body]

🔴 ketchup ["you said you'd never be caught dead doing something like this"]

🟡 mustard [piss]

🟢 ranch [feeling safe enough to fall asleep in each others' arms]

🥛 sour cream [cockwarming]

🥚 mayo ["let me show you"]

[tofulune]

༻laundry day

—"gonna shrink your shirt"

noctis lucis caelum x reader

Synopsis: Loving Noctis is like wishing for rain on a hot summer day. Irritating and Pointless.

Tags: [Words: 1,129], pining, angst, set before the game, reader is gender neutral

a/n: fun fact i finished writing this while waiting for my laundry to dry LMAO

“Pom, what are you doing?” You take the lollipop out of your mouth and gesture towards the house of cards Prompto was building on the floor of the laundromat.

“I’m trying to keep busy.” Prompto mutters as he carefully places the next card on the tower.

The laundromat smells like chlorine and despite the slight breeze you feel whenever the fan hanging by the door turns your way, your skin feels sticky from sweating so much.

It was a hot summer day and Ignis decided that today was cleaning day at Noctis’ apartment.

“This room is not fit for a Prince, let alone the soon-to-be King.” Ignis had said in his ever so posh voice.

You and Prompto couldn’t weasel your way out and were included in the cleaning regime since you were already hanging out at Noct’s place. You guys weren’t doing anything in particular—just sitting in front of a fan while playing King’s Knight on your phones.

The four of you spent the day scrubbing Noctis’ apartment down floorboard by floorboard, top to bottom. Your feet are sore and astrals know you need a shower.

When you guys were done with that, Ignis prompted things to go by quicker if the four of you split up. Ignis and Noctis went grocery shopping while you and Prompto were on laundry duty.

“The fact that it’s not even our OWN laundry we’re waiting for.” Prompto leans back on his hands with a groan.

A high pitched beep plays from the dryer and you jump off of it to unload the first batch of clothes.

When you open the dryer, a white piece of folded paper falls out onto the floor.

“Oh, hey. I guess Noct left something in his pockets.”

You pick up the note and start to unfold it when a hand snatches it out of yours.

“No!” Prompto clears his throat.

“No!” Prompto clears his throat.

Your eyes widen and you furrow your brows in confusion as Prompto starts to walk away from you.

“Psh, this is just…a list of princely duties.”

Prompto sings the last part as he folds the paper up again.

You nod your head, suspicious. Prompto tries to avoid your eyes.

“Prompto, what’s that?” You say slowly.

“Nothing!”

You stare the blonde down until he shrinks his shoulders.

“You’re not gonna wanna read it.” Prompto mumbles.

“Try me.” You say, walking up to him and taking the note from his hands with your thumb and pointer finger.

It’s a letter from Noctis addressed to you.

Your heart skips a beat and you bring the note closer to your face.

You skim through it, brushing past him telling you about his engagement to the Oracle and how he’ll be leaving Insomnia to be wed to her because you didn’t need to cry over that again.

What sticks out to you is the line in the smack middle of the letter.

‘The truth is I’ve liked you for a long time.’

‘I’ve liked you.’

‘I like you.’

You zero in.

Because Noctis is Noctis and he holds his feelings in until they implode on himself, he rambles on for a couple of paragraphs about his feelings for you, but you skim past that, too.

Because how could he? How could Noctis confess now of all times?

You pale as you lower the note.

“I told you, you shouldn’t have read it.” Prompto sympathizes, pouting.

“Did you tell him?”

“No, you told me not to.” Prompto says as if it was such a sure thing.

You fold the paper up, putting it in your own pocket. The letter has reached its receiver.

You and Noct have always had this kind of tension in your friendship. Lingering touches and words that could mean more than platonic. It’s a tricky type of thing. Something you don’t want to break. You and Noctis were both cowards, afraid of tipping the boat and drowning, because what if it didn’t work out? What if these feelings were a phase and once you both got into a relationship it would lead to regret?

For a second, Noct’s letter, his words, made you feel like maybe this was something worth feeling, but ultimately it isn’t. People are dying in the never ending war and in order for it to end Noctis has to marry the oracle. It’s what the king decided.

That’s why the letter was crumpled at the bottom of his dirty cargos.

It’s why you’ll bite your tongue and stuff it in your own pockets.

“But this is a good thing! Isn’t it!” Prompto smiles in hopes of cheering you up. “Noct likes you, you like Noct.”

You give Prompto a sad smile before wincing.

“Prom,” You say his name solemnly, “This doesn’t change anything.”

Prompto’s smile dies and he sighs.

“Yeah, I know.” Prompto says after some silence.

You take Noct’s clothes out of the dryer, put them in a basket for Prompto to fold, and start on the next batch.

The dryer springs to life again and you heist yourself back on top

You gnaw on your lollipop stick for a bit.

“When are you guys leaving?” You mutter out.

The question makes Prompto pause, but he resumes folding.

“In three days.”

You nod once, slowly.

It’s sunset when you and Prompto walk out of the laundromat, and with only a few steps there’s Ignis and Noctis.

Noctis—with his stupid spiky hair, and his adoring blue eyes, and his red-bottom combat boots that look way too big for him.

It feels like you’re seeing him with new eyes even though he’s always been like this. Now, it’s different because you know he sees you, too.

Prompto eagerly greets the two and teases Noctis about how long it took for his laundry to dry and how great of a friend he is that perhaps it calls for a royal favor to which Noctis mutters out a, “yeah, right.”

“I can’t wait to get back home.” Noctis groans and rolls his neck back.

He shoots you a teasing smile, but it’s different from all the other ones now that you know what you know. You see the hidden glint in his eyes behind his bravado and your heart aches for a future you can’t have.

You give him a small smile back, heisting the laundry basket up before making your own complaints.

The truth is he never planned to confess to you and neither will you.

Whatever you and Noctis have now is all you’ll ever have—

You know that.

He knows that.

Loving Noctis is like wishing for rain on a hot summer day.

Irritating and pointless.

[wild-magic-oops]

@abyssalaerlocke said: What are you picturing/desiring in that [galedurgetah] ship? All 3 mutually into each other? Gale/Gortash metamours? One sided pining/yearning? And how canon/AU are you into/open to?

I had to answer this as a post bc I wanted to go into details haha

In short - all three of them into each other for sure! But not before plenty of pining and angsting on Gortash's part haha. I do try to keep my galedurgetash AUs somewhat plausible after bending canon to suit my needs so idk whether to classify it as more canon or AU oriented.

In not so short - the 2 AUs that are somewhat polished in my mind are "Resurrected!Gortash has to live with Durge and Gale in Waterdeep" (mortals!galedurgetash for short) and "Gortash gets resurrected by god!Durge and god!Gale to be their chosen" (gods!galedurgetash for short). Both start as Durge x Gale with Gortash angst bc he's still very much into Durge and is pinning and seething hella. With gods!galedurgetash it also comes with extra angst bc now Gortash feels inferior to his godly ex and his new lover on top of everything else, and also can't really mouth off to Gale in any way least he got some godly retribution (again).

The crucial part in my mortals!galedurgetash AU is that Durge is faithful to Gale and respects Gale's desire to not include anyone else in their relationship. I like to give Durge at least the majority of his memory back so he remembers his time with Gortash and has a soft spot for him still. He wants to help him and he wants him to be around. But he has also put a firm lid on any attraction he might still have for him.

The next part is Galetash. Which is the toughest part for me to figure out currently. My in-the-works idea so far is that Durge had mentioned to Gale that he definitely wouldn't mind if Gale banged Gortash. It was sort of a joke bc he didn't think it would ever happen, but he did mean it 100%. And Gale had just ignored hom basically. I'm thinking as Gortash's somewhat redeption develops, Gale starts to see traits in him that he finds attractive. I do have some uncooked ideas how to proceed but still - my struggle continues lmao

[softpine]

Two things: (1) would love some behind the scenes thoughts on your most recent post, especially regarding the background convo Elaine is having (her reactions aren't shown and I just feel like she could be so helpful in piecing some things together/formulating theories) and (2) I'm especially curious about Finn's book selection. What was your thought process when you picked them? Which are his favorites and why? Do some of the themes of the stories, symbols, lessons, or characters line up with Frozen Pines or specifically Finn's arc in general? I love pretty much every single book in Finn's stack and my brain has been going wild all day analyzing them lmao!

thanks for asking!! so originally i did include elaine's dialogue too, but i found it really wasn't necessary and i was able to include more hints by cutting out all the transitions between each piece of information. the thing i found interesting is how lucy is reluctant to speak to them about who finn was as a person, because that's where the majority of her guilt lies. asa and elaine are certainly not the only people who've asked her to talk about her son, and she must know how bad it sounds that she can't name more than 1 thing about him. it clearly causes her a lot of distress. so when asa leaves the room, elaine doesn't bother asking her more questions about griffin -- she gets right down to business, talking about the case, not the person. and lucy opens up to her immediately, because this is easier to detach from. she feels secure in the knowledge that she did everything she could after finn went missing; she has no guilt over that. here's a full breakdown of everything she was saying:

(… why I called my sister first — ’cause that’s where he would’a gone! I never thought something bad happened to him, just thought he ran off …) the first question elaine asked is "why did you wait so long to call the police?". finn ran away from the camp site in the evening, and no one noticed until the next morning, when everyone sobered up. lucy & richard didn't call the police for many hours, instead choosing to look for him themselves. lucy called her sister first, because she thought that would be the first place finn would run away to. when her sister told her she didn't know anything about finn coming to stay with her, then lucy called the police. by then they'd already lost a whole day of potential evidence.

(... come to find out, the only thing they took prints off was the cigarettes. Now tell me how that makes any sense, that a killer would stop to smoke Griffin’s own damn cigarettes? They never found ...) finn didn't smoke, but he did carry a pack of cigarettes in his back pocket at all times; mostly to look older. when his body was found, the cigarettes were also found, alongside a bunch of broken glass from a beer bottle. the police never took fingerprints from the bottle shards, only the cigarettes. this is ridiculous to lucy, and elaine agrees. the killer never would've touched the cigarettes. they used the bottle as a weapon, so if ever a fingerprint was going to be found, it would've been found there. but now we'll never know.

(... cousin was never the same. She got herself institutionalized, you know. She said she could see Griffin, hear him talkin’ to … ) this one is a deep cut lol. lucy's sister has a daughter, liz, who finn was pretty close to despite them living so far away. after he died, he spent most of his time following liz around, trying to talk to her. she couldn't see/hear him at first, but slowly she began to recognize his presence. she was terrified. eventually she was admitted to a psychiatric hospital, where she was prescribed heavy antipsychotics. at the same time, finn decided to leave her alone because he didn't want to scare her, so she falsely assumes she was hallucinating the whole time due to grief. this is when finn got so lonely & sad he basically hibernated for a few decades.

(... damn cruel, that’s what it was. They had no right to tell me that way. No right. Treatin’ me like a murderer ...) finn was missing for 2 weeks before his body was found. the police have long suspected finn's parents are the ones who killed him. as a way to get them to "crack" they decided to inform them finn was found dead while they were in the middle of a televised interview, so everyone would see their reactions. ever since, people have judged lucy & richard for how they went completely stone cold and "showed no emotion". elaine is angry on her behalf too, because there's no possible "good" way to react to that information. it was always meant to be a trap.

(... always getting himself into trouble. He used to be such a good kid, and then, well, I don’t know ...) elaine had to bite her tongue at this part. lucy is basically saying she doesn't understand why finn started getting in trouble at school, stealing things/money, fighting back against his parents (to some extent). she still doesn't understand the gravity of the abuse she played a part in. like no shit he started acting different after his most formative years were spent in survival mode 🙄

(... ’bout two months before our old friend Chris killed himself, cops brought him in again. Yellin’ at him. Telling him they had all this evidence they don’t got. He was …) she's talking about chris porter, steven's dad. the guy who jada saw a vision of and who asa sees in spirit form every night. steven also wondered if his dad might have killed finn. when steven himself was about to die and was briefly able to talk to finn, he said: "[Chris] came home late that night drunk out of his mind, and his shoes, his pants, everything was soaked. I know they were, 'cause he threw a shoe at me and I had to clean up the mud. And he was different after that. I never saw him smile, never again. When the cops finally came 'round, I lied and said he was home all night. He was my dad, what was I supposed to say?". but lucy clearly doesn't believe chris did it. elaine remembers hearing about chris' death (it's not every day someone decapitates themselves on the train tracks) so she was more curious about what evidence they claimed to have gathered on him. she's not sure she believes it was ALL a bluff on the police's part, but she doesn't say that to lucy.

sorry that was so long omfg but to answer your question about the books: i think the prevailing theme is mostly "books a 10, 11, 12 year old shouldn't be reading yet" -- not because i think pre-teens can't handle these types of themes, more so because i wish no kid could relate to them yet. these themes include forming concepts of morality and justice, feeling ostracized from society, lacking control over your own life, complicated family dynamics, loss of innocence, and of course, abuse. there are moments in finn's journal entries where he sounds exactly how old he's supposed to be, but mostly he just sounds so much older and more exhausted than he should be. he couldn't relate to most kids his own age, let alone books meant for his age range. instead, he took solace in horror and mystery novels because of these themes. stephen king is clearly his favorite; he has almost every book of his written before 1982. he also has a TON of books that were later turned into movies (some he was able to watch, some came out too late). i can't even list them, there's so many. he loved comparing film adaptations to the original work and he was a big fan of movies in general. the really sad thing is he writes about wanting to see blade runner and that he's going to read the book that inspired it first (do androids dream of electric sheep? is actually in his stack of books) but blade runner came out just a few months after finn died, so he never got to see it :(

oh and i also was going to scan my own copy of the outsiders and create some annotations that finn would've written (which is why lucy mentioned him writing in the margins in the last post). because the outsiders was my favorite book that i read when i was around finn's age and i can seriously quote it cover to cover, so i had plenty of ideas about how finn would've reacted to it. but i decided it just wasn't necessary after all those journal entries. maybe i'll still do it for fun someday lmao

[thychesters]

20 Questions for fic writers

@acewithapaintbrush posted and said "go for it" so here i am! putting this under a cut because it got long lmao

How many works do you have on Ao3?

33

2. What's your total Ao3 word count?

303,124

3. What fandoms do you write for?

dc/batman/birds of prey, with some until dawn and uncharted thrown in there. right now it's mostly one piece though.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

ship to wreck. (one piece/zolu)

ocean breathes salty. (one piece/zolu)

ronald mcdonald eat your heart out. (dc/batman/bruce & dick)

the salt & the sea. (one piece/zolu/reincarnation au)

misery loves company. (dc/batman/jason & damian)

5. Do you respond to comments?

yes! i appreciate them a ton. sometimes it might take me a few days but i try to respond to every single one

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

ooh that's a tough one, because while i like to include a lot of notes of angst, most of the endings have been on decent notes. maybe if you go out in the woods today (until dawn) because it's a vanishing hitchhiker au.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

probably the salt & the sea. (one piece)! i'd like to think all of that build up to the end and the reunion was worth it. (and it was to me, at least!)

8. Do you get hate on fics?

luckily i have not!

9. Do you write smut?

hehe i have and i want to again!

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you have written?

nope! not really my thing.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

years ago i noticed some similarities in ideas, but nothing too major.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

i haven't!

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

i have... considered doing so...

14. What's your all time favorite ship?

since i tend to bop between fandoms, i don't really have one! right now it's zolu, but i also really enjoy the dynamics of the straw hats as a whole. i'm rotating them in my mind like a rotisserie chicken.

15. What is a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

i think unfortunately the first op fic i started is going to end up being something the buzzards (me) pick at for lines and ideas. or maybe someday in the far future it will see the light of day. (i started it 70 episodes into my watch and stabbed zoro haha)

16. What are your writing strengths?

i like to think i can convey emotions and character interactions. i also enjoy some of the physicality between them, so i hope that shows as well!

17. What are you writing weaknesses?

balancing out dialogue between a large cast of characters and pacing in action sequences. want to keep enough happening to keep things moving, but not repeat myself four times.

18. Thoughts of writing dialogue in another language in fics?

why not, if it works?

19. First Fandom you wrote for?

honestly i think my friend and i wrote twilight parody fic when we were in middle school LMAO

20. Favorite fic you have written?

more recently i'm very proud of the zolu reincarnation au i've mentioned above, but i'm also really, really happy with the way the zoro pining fic ode to an ocean. turned out. that one has a few of my favorite lines in it! (also maybe my next wip ... or who knows)

thanks for the tag by proxy ace!

if they're interested in doing so, i'm tagging @lookforanewangle, @beck-a-leck, @sciencemyfiction, @ghostlandtoo, and @microcomets! (hi claire!)

[lingy910y]

Gallavich Questionnaire

Thank you @energievie for tagging me to do this! I get too unhinged when talking about these two boys, so warning for very elaborate ramblings 🙏

1. What’s a fic you’ve read more than once?

This fic is the prime example of why you should write a fic even if you think nobody’s going to read it, because it’s my favorite gallavich fic even though most people don’t want to read about them getting a divorce. But I do, okay, because a normal break-up doesn’t cut it (especially since we already see those in canon, but post-canon is up to our interpretation) and it’s just more serious. I think they will work out their issues before it gets too far in canon but it just hurts so fucking good. The reason for their divorce is so realistic too, in fact it’s not one but a lot of problems piled on top of each other. They think it’s only going to hurt everyone involved including their children, which is arguably true in context, but they can’t resist each other and it’s this back and forth push. There’s parallels to canon, the writing is so good without being drawn out, and there’s so much nuance, emotion, and subtly hinting at something beneath the surface. The pining is just delicious because it’s not “I don’t know if you feel this way about me” or “I’m not allowed to be with you,” it’s “I want to be with you so badly but I’m trying to resist that because it’s going to hurt everyone.” Then the trying so hard not to care because “we’re over, but you’re in trouble and I’m trying to move on and I’m never going to love someone else like I love you” 😭😭😭 anyway I actually had to stop myself from rereading too often for comfort because it was too much LOL

the author said they were going to update it January of this year so I’ll be patiently waiting 😔

3. What's a headcanon you can't stop thinking about?

You know that post abt how when you're sleepy you imagine your favs sleepy? I keep imagining Ian wrapping their comforter around Mickey like a cocoon when he has a nightmare and cuddling him, it's cute

4. What's a fanart you love looking at?

The first image of this by @gallavichonly JUST GETS ME SO FERAL. THEIR FUCKING EXPRESSIONS.

5. What’s an idea you’d love to create if you had the time/inspiration?

I want to draw a character concept art sheet for their outfits/weapons/mechanics for kinda a zombie apocalypse AU. Designing that sounds fun but I need to research more

6. What’s something you’ve discovered since entering this fandom? A new trope you love? A different analysis of the show? Something else?

The jealousy trope, especially jealous Mickey. I guess in other fandoms, people write jealousy in a really possessive, cringy way. Not saying gallavich aren't possessive as fuck but at least they earned it, you know? There's too many ships where one of them is breathing down the other person's love interest's neck but they don't even know you exist, like calm down 😭 Meanwhile gallavich tease and try to get each other to admit it first, and Mickey is biting his tongue trying not to say anything and then "Fucking cheat on me, Ian?!", "Whatcha doin' here then?" AND THEIR EXPRESSIONS WHEN THEY EACH SAY "WHEN YOU KNOW, YOU KNOW" ARUGHHHHHH I'M SO GONE

7. What’s an underrated trope or concept you’d like to see more of?

Touched on this earlier but basically the more tragic/gritty ones—a huge argument, break-ups, unrequited love, falling out of love, hanahaki, amnesia, MCD...

10. What scene or moment do you feel isn’t discussed enough?

Eh I think we've dissected the shit out of every scene lmao, but probably their s4 reunion? The lap dance?

11. What line/dialogue/description from something else (a poem, a book, a tv show, a movie, or something else) do you feel describes Ian and Mickey’s relationship?

Obviously "I'll take care of you. / It's rotten work. / Not to me. Not if it's you."

12. What do you think is next for Ian and Mickey post-finale?

I want Ian to go back to being an EMT no matter what :( but their current security gig fits Mickey a lot. Ian also gets really into gardening, he'll be so good to the point where he'll be known in the neighborhood. And Mickey has a little hobby for drawing. They'll adopt a pitbull because Mickey was actually enthusiastic about that idea, which meets Ian halfway by still giving him something to take care of. Now for the elephant in the room: I think it's okay if Mickey never wants a kid, and there's a lot of issues ingrained in them that unless they go to therapy for a couple of years, hinder them from becoming perfect parents tbh. Now I'm not saying they'll be bad, but will their best be enough? Will they be content? Idk, I don't have any experience and I see them with more issues/flaws than the majority of the fandom? Honestly I just don't see that future for them (but I do enjoy kid AUs because who doesn't.) They'll stay on the West Side because I want them to get out but not stray too far from their family. I also can't think about them getting old or I'll sob, but I wrote a fic about how they'll retire and just live comfortably because it's what they deserve, and they'll take tons of vacations when they save up enough money.

oh my god that was way too much but in my defense i rarely get to rant abt them ok!! anyway now that I went through the whole spectrum of emotions, i'm tagging @michellemisfit, @lupeloto, @jademickian & @softmick 🚶‍♀️

[amidstnamjin-and-binchanlix]

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Warnings: Uhhh. Non-graphical smut and slight angst, but that's pretty much it for now since I'm still crafting the next part, and some curse words lmao.

I won't control you, but MDNI. This is not for you, please.

Pairings: OT7/(F) Reader

Plot: Seven dates that has a significant mark in your life, one of which massively tilted and fucked up your world for good.

Seven men you didn't want to have more significance in your life than they already have for each of those dates you desperately want to forget.

Genre: mutual pining (ik, ik, i'm sorry), light angst, denial of feelings, eventual poly ot7

placeholder: avoust xxix - óutobre xxxi - nouvèmbre xv - desèmbre xxvi - febrié xxiii - mai xiii - juliet xxii

this is not my first dabble at the bts fandom but this was my first bangtan fic i posted in ao3 2 years ago bc i was a baby army (and my first bangtan creation [not the mixtape series] one is still unfinished and unposted wkwkwkw) so pls be kind to me uwu n i don't really have army moots so if you wanna, come say hi to me on twitter @shimaeara (i don't use it for now because i have no moots there yet) this fic is fucking self-serve and was written without sleep and came to me after reading a fucking drarry slowburn and binge listening to Moonchild and continued after weeks(months) of procrastination and am not good at smut so i might not be able to write it graphically for now idk sorry (edit, 2023: I can write smut now lmao but im still not good at it so i'll try!!!!) artists mentioned are not mine and own themselves. only my original character is self-made, and portrayal and descriptions are in no way real and did not happen in life. everything is entirely fictional not beta'd so i take full responsibility for each and every mistake, my existence included.

i'm reposting this right now because of the date in my country (and a happy birthday to my irl bestfriend, allain. hope you're happy wherever you are, fucker

aight imma head out

💜 You're not aware of the date today.

You wake up unusually early. It's ironic—everything today seems to be, and it's only six in the morning. That in itself should've clued you in because never in a million years would you wake up at five fucking thirty ahead of your alarm, and a weekend at that.

No one dare wake you up voluntarily before seven safest, not after that incident with an overly-hyper Joji that resulted in him sporting a black eye and split lip for a week. No hard feelings were had; you've been bestfriends with him during the past few years since he became your client at the villa. It was resolved with a quick fuck before you even got out of bed. Everybody pretended that the scratches on his back were—ahem—inflicted during the fight.

Pft. Sure.

He has since left residence, but he still flounces around whenever his schedule allows, the motherfucker. You should remind him to bring his own food next time because he cleansweeps the fridge every time.

Your mood has been off since you opened your eyes. You lie there for a few minutes before you realize that it's still kind of dark outside, and a quick check of your phone informs you of the time.

5:36 am

Huh. That's fucking early.

You rub at your chest softly, wondering where the hollow sinking feeling is coming from and what roused you from your sleep. Granted that yes, you're not the most mentally healthy person, but the feeling is different from usual. Almost worse.

You try to go back to sleep but right as you were about to drift off, your bladder decides to kick in. Groaning, you roll out of bed and pad sleepily to your bathroom to do your business with closed eyes, trying not to let go of your sleepiness. Of course, that proves futile. You aren't able to fall right back to sleep after that. Normally, you'd have no problem jumping right back to snoozing, but again, irony.

When trying prove to be useless, you decide to get up. On the way down, you forget to take your phone with you, and you ain't going back to sixth ass floor when you're already on the second. You continue onward and bump into Shads. "Morning, Matt."

He looks at you in trepidation, and you laugh lightly at his expression. Nobody dare forget that you're not a morning person. "Hey, Y/N."

"Relax, I'm not gonna punch you." He laughs at that and visibly relaxes.

"You're up early," he comments.

"Yeah. I don't even know why, and I can't go back to sleep now anyways so..."

He nods. "Well, I'm just turning in. Need to catch some sleep before we fly later."

"Fun night?" You ask.

He snorts at that with a laugh as he turns away to walk to his room. "Wish. Had to be at the studio to fix some things."

"Aw, you poor baby."

"Fuck off."

You both laugh and walk away; him towards his room, and you towards the kitchen. "Sleep well. I'll make sure the car will be here later for you guys."

"Thanks, babe."

You feel it again while you are making myself a cup of hot chocolate at the communal kitchen. You have a love-hate relationship with coffee, so you don't drink it that much. You thump your chest lightly with a slight grimace, the feeling almost crushing now. Your heart is racing and you don't know why, hands shaking as you grip the counter and try to breathe through your mouth.

"Y/N?"

You look up to see Jin in his pajamas, blinking at you owlishly. "Hey, Jin." Your grimace morphs into an awkward smile and you put your arms to your side in fear that he might've seen it—he did.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah," you say, ignoring the heavy pounding feeling in your chest. He doesn't look convinced. "You're up early."

He shakes his head. "This is my usual waking time. You're early."

Well, you don't have a rebut for that.

"Are you sure you're okay, Y/N?" he asks again when you stay silent.

"Yeah." You will yourself to calm down, even though it's obviously unsuccessful. "I think I'm just having a heartburn."

He raises an eyebrow at that, clearly not buying your lie. He decides to spare you instead. "You shouldn't be having hot chocolate then; that will just trigger it more. Sit. I'll make us some tea."

"No, no, it's okay! I'm fine." You try to argue, but you quickly shut up when he narrows his eyes at you. You wait in awkward silence as he prepares the tea and starts making breakfast, possibly for his friends. Once it was done, you thank him and turn to go back to your room.

"Where are you going?" he asks, spatula raised from where he is cooking.

"Back to my room?"

He shakes his head. "No, you sit. I'm making breakfast anyway."

"But I—"

"Are you really this stubborn?" When you remain silent, he hums and goes back to cooking "That's what I thought. Now sit down."

And what choice do you have?

"Do you take any medicines?" he asks after a few minutes of silence.

"...no?"

"Not even for anxiety? Or anything?"

Wow. What happened to sparing you? You shake your head no. He just raises his brows at that and (mercifully) changes the topic. "What are you doing today?"

"Nothing. It's my first break in months, so I think I might just sleep all day and stay in bed. I don't know." You shrug. "How 'bout you guys? Do you have promotions today?"

He shakes his head. "Nah. We're all preparing for Jungkook's birthday. It's in three days."

Wait. Jungkook's birthday is September 1.

You stop at that, the cup of tea paused from where you were just about to take a drink. "T-three days?" You ask shakily as he puts some food on a plate and places it down in front of you, unaware of your inner turmoil. The food smells amazing, but you don't think you can handle eating right now.

"Yeah. It's 29 today, isn't it?" Jin takes his phone that was on the counter and checks, then puts the phone back down. "It is. We're gonna prepare a surprise for him."

Fuck.

"That's good," you say, trying not to show how your heart feels like it's about to burst out of your chest. He smiles at you and turns back to where he's cooking.

So that's why you've been feeling off since you woke up. 29th. It's the 29th of August today.

You finish your food with difficulty but you don't show it to him to not be ungrateful. His cooking is great, but your mind is really just elsewhere today. "Thanks for the breakfast. And uh, the tea." You clear your throat as you finish washing your plate.

"No biggie." He smiles brightly and you almost forget—almost.

"Have fun today with your plans. I'll be"—you swallow as you leave the room almost hurriedly, and Jin finally notices your distress—"I'll be in my room if you guys need something from me."

You hear him ask if you were really okay but you ignore it, almost tripping on your way out. You don't know you've been holding your breath until you let it out as you reach your room and flop uselessly on your bed. You can't even cry at this rate. You've spent so long crying that it left you tearless and empty. When you try to look deeper, the pain is crippling that you can't even move to shed a tear. It feels like being suspended mid-air in a dark void with that feeling that you might fall anytime, only you don't know when and if the fall will finally kill you.

You spend the whole day in bed with minimal to no human interaction. Matt swung by midday and thanked you with a hug before the band left. It will be hours later when someone knocks on your door again.

It's Namjoon.

"Y/N?"

You're tempted to not answer him. While yes, your closeness with him and his group came a long way from just them being your clients, you still don't feel comfortable with giving them the burden of trying to deal with your tragedies and discomfort. He calls your name again with a light knock before you amble to the door weakly, opening it just an inch. "Hey."

You smile at him, but it's clear as day that you aren't really feeling it. "Hey, Namjoon."

"Are you okay?" He pauses, then shakes his head. "No, you're obviously not. Can I come in?"

And of course, he can.

One thing you like about him is his maturity and perceptiveness. With the chaos that comes with his group, Namjoon keeps them tethered. You love their group, you really do. But when the energy becomes too much, you're thankful because he always senses your need to slow down and calms them. Maybe it's the same reason you're drawn to him the most out of all of them. All you know is it isn't just a plain crush on such a charming person anymore. When you spend a lot of time with someone so kind and wonderful, their looks become just a fucking bonus. Every time you look at him your heart won't stop racing, and it's the exhilarating type that makes you sweat and puts the coil in your stomach.

You both sit on the bed, pulling up the covers as he sits a respectable distance from you.

"Hyung told me what happened," he says at last. Your stomach drops at that. "Do you wanna talk about it?"

Do you want to?

With your silence, he continues. "I understand if you don't want to. Just know that we're here for you." Then softly, "I'm here for you."

Your heart stutters, but you keep your face neutral by giving him a soft smile. "Thank you, Namjoon."

After a few minutes, he asks, "Is it because of Jungkook?"

"What?"

"Jin-hyung said you ran away when he mentioned our surprise for Jungkook." There is an emotion you can't name that briefly flits through his face before it smooths out to curiosity. "Is there something you want to tell me?"

"No!" At his surprised face, you backtrack. "No," you say in a much softer voice. "It's not that."

"Then what is it?"

"I—"

"Noona!"

Wow. Speak of the devil and all that jazz.

Jungkook bursts through the door, completely oblivious to the tense atmosphere in the room. Or if he does, he doesn't comment on it. "My favorite Noona~!" He climbs on the bed and sits beside you.

Your eyes flit to Namjoon, and you nearly miss the sharp look he gives him when Jungkook lies with his head on your lap. You snort at Jungkook's antics, a slow smile spreading to your lips.

"I bet you say that to all your noonas," you tease, to which Jungkook splutters.

"No, I don't!" He turns to Namjoon. "Tell her, hyung."

"I—what?"

"That she is my favorite noona!"

"You do say that to all your noonas, Kook." Namjoon deadpans.

"Hyung!"

"I'm kidding, I'm kidding." Namjoon laughs. "Everyone knows you love Y/N the most."

"Yeah! Don't be jealous though, hyung." Jungkook chides, a crimson blush slowly spreading over Namjoon's cheeks. "We all know you love her the most."

"Hey—!"

"By the way," Jungkook back turns to you and ignores Namjoon's protesting, "we're all going out later. Want to come with?"

"Uh," you awkwardly scratch the back of your head. "I don't know, Jungkook. I—"

"Please?" He pulls his infamous doe eyes that makes it hard to refuse. While you normally don't have an issue with going out, you're not feeling up for it today. Especially not today of all days.

Your mind drifts to your old friends.

It's been seven years since they'd all been gone, but the memory is still fresh. For the past few years, you'd celebrated this day—all their birthdays—cradling a bottle of whatever liquor you get your hands on. You'd plow through bottle after bottle, glass after glass, trying to forget that you would have been celebrating with them had that day not happened. Then, you'd come home and sob yourself to sleep and pass out from being drunk because them being gone meant your alcohol tolerance was suddenly gone too.

"Y/N?" You snap out of your trance and see both men looking at you in confusion. "Are you okay?"

"Y-yeah." The hollow feeling intensifies and you feel a little nauseous, but you shake it off. "Sorry, what was that again?"

"Do you want to come with us later?" Jungkook's mood subdues at your lost expression, concern marring his pretty face. "But you can say no if you don't want to!"

You know they really wouldn't force you to come with them if you say no. They never once made you feel like you have no choice with the shenanigans they drag you into.

Then you think about what Alex would probably say if he's still here, what all of them would say. They'd kick your ass for stopping yourself from celebrating and getting wasted. They'd tell you that you need to try to forget even just for a day, and that drinking a whole ass bar is one way to do it. They would probably say some shit about honoring them by getting shitfaced.

"Okay," you say weakly.

The two men looks at you apprehensively.

"Are you sure, Y/N? We really wouldn't mind."

You nod. "It's fine. I'm sure it'll be fun."

"It will be!" Jungkook says excitedly. "I'll make sure it is."

And make sure, he does.

Eight pm rolls around and you're ready to head out with them. You don't want to risk them being seen with someone who'll just drag their image down so as much as it pains you, you actually do put effort in dressing up and looking presentable. Normally, you would just wear the most comfortable outfit. You can't risk that tonight, however. You're going out with people who has all eyes on them. Being associated with someone who looks remotely like a trash can would do nothing good for their image, although you know they could care less about that.

"Noona, you read...y?" You turn around in time to see Jungkook's Adam's apple bob in his throat. His eyes rakes your figure and you can't help the slight flush in your cheeks when you meet his intense gaze.

"Am I overdressed?" You try to joke, but it feels weak. He shakes his head, cheeks a lovely shade of pink.

"You look wonderful, noona ." He mutters under his breath, "too wonderful."

"What?"

He ignores that, giving you a blinding smile. "Shall we go?"

You feel baffled by his actions, but nod at him nonetheless. "Lemme just put on my shoes." You turn around and miss his eyes go wide when you bend over to slip on your pumps. He subtly adjusts himself through his pants and tears his eyes away from your ass before you can catch him staring. "Let's go?"

"Y-yeah." He clears his throat. "Hyungs are all waiting downstairs."

"Are you sure you're okay?" You ask. You walk over to him and put your hand on his forehead, unaware of his inner turmoil at the skin contact.

He catches your hand, and you gasp at his intense stare. A few seconds pass and he squeezes your hand before letting go.

"I'm okay." He then smiles but it doesn't quite reach his eyes. "Let's go?"

--

You've already lost track of how many drinks you've consumed tonight. The corner of the bar was the perfect place and you made a beeline for it straight away once you spot it, unaware of Namjoon's eyes that were trained on you the whole time. You know you probably should've stuck with the others but you know your presence wouldn't be missed that much, so you stay put. You just left when you had enough turning down unwanted attention. Seriously, can't they all get a fucking hint?

"There you are!"

You startle as you feel a hand on your shoulder. You turn around and Jungkook stands there with a dopey smile. You assume he's on the way to being drunk now, but you really can't tell. "Y/N! I've been looking for you everywhere."

Obviously not everywhere. "Sorry, Kookie. I was just at the bar."

His smile gets wider at the pet name. "Kookie?"

"Oh, I mean—"

"I like it." He takes your hand with a slight tug. "Come on, let's go find the others."

You let him lead you and weave through the throng of partygoers. You feel the warmth of his hand on yours and fixate on it. Too much, that you don't know where he's leading you until the sounds of music gets muffled and muted. There's a firm click and thud, and you're being pushed against the door. His lips are on yours before you can even comprehend what's happening.

It takes you a few seconds to realize that you're kissing back. Weakly at first, you try to push him off you until he takes the hint.

His lips detach from yours and he pulls away, breathing heavily. His profile is illuminated by the purple light of the room, and you can feel the rise and fall of his chest from catching his breath.

"What are we doing?" You ask him, eyes wide.

"Nothing you won't consent to."

You look at each other wordlessly. He steps back a little from you and removes his hands on your hips. You realize that he's giving you an out if you want to, but that you really don't want him to give you an out.

The last part scares you.

"I won't force you to anything you don't want to," he says gravelly. "You can always say no."

"What if I don't want to?" You mumble. "Say no, that is."

He looks confused for a moment. When it dawns on him, however, his lips pull into a slow devilish smirk. Goosebumps follow his fingers on your skin.

"Then we do whatever you want."

It's all a blur after that.

His lips find yours again, hands seeking the curve of your hips. He trails kisses on your cheeks down to your neck and chest, and sucks bruises that make you gasp out loud as your hands tangle in his silky hair. They don't slack grip as you guide him down right where you want his mouth and hands.

He takes you twice; first is when he pounds you from behind. Your hair is fisted in his hands as he pulls on it, and your eyes roll back in pleasure.

He thrusts deeper when you moan loud. "Stay quiet, noona," the honorific sounding sinful from his lips. You keen when he grinds his hips and hit that wonderful spot.

The second is with your legs wrapped around his waist, arms on his shoulder. You can feel the pulse of his cock inside you with every savage thrust, and it makes you forget what it is you're running from. Half-crescent scratches are etched on his shoulders as you grip him tightly when you come, his hips stuttering in rhythm as his own orgasm crashes through him when you tighten around him.

Once you both finally catch your breath, he puts you down gently and fixes the creases on your dress.

"I'm taking this home," he says and pockets your panties. You don't have it in you to protest. Instead, you settle on rolling your eyes at him with a placid smile.

"I think you fucked the sad out of me," you say as your breathing calms to normal. You run your fingers through his hair and he kisses your wrist. "Thank you, Kookie. Happy birthday."

He pulls you into a tender hug, pressing a kiss on your hair. "Love you, Y/N."

You don't respond, don't need to. You know he feels it with how you fix his appearance and ruffle his hair as you lead him out of the room, totally unaware of a set of eyes that follow you both on your way out.

[bonefall]

First Sketch of Reworked Lake Territory

(If anyone who's really good with maps wants to chime in, please feel free! It would be appreciated!)

FIRST CRACK at a Lake Territory map that would allow for more conflict and shifting borders. The idea here is to keep the lake as a central landmark while reducing how badly it gets in the way of border conflicts.

Notes and information below the cut!

The Lake Itself

-The lake is no longer circular, it’s big but it’s irregular.

-Most of the lake’s inflow comes from the RiverClan river (this water connects to the ocean to allow for salmon runs, and connects to the Tribe’s mountain further downstream)

-The outlet rivers are highly prone to changing, and the ‘basins‘ are often fought over between RiverClan (fishers) and ShadowClan (froggers). WindClan is a bit less concerned about their connected basin.

-The ‘river’ between WindClan and ThunderClan is dry for most of the year, exposing TONS of tunnels and ancient dens. This gorge connects to the Moonpool. (Note: In the next draft, the Moonpool will be lower than the gorge, not higher)

There’s also a little bit of EVERY neighbor’s preferred hunting ground in each territory. There’s sparse forest in WindClan, there’s pine cover in RiverClan, there’s river in ShadowClan... that’s on purpose so Clans have something to covet.

ThunderClan

-Camp is now nestled into a sheer rockface, a quarry dug into the mouth of a cave. There are tunnels that go deeper, but they’re blocked off. What built those? ThunderClan assumes it was badgers (psst! it wasn’t!)

-The ancient tree is REALLY old. It’s a mature oak at least 150 years of age, probably more like 200.

-In ancient times, this area had the most civilization. There are a lot of artifacts and things to uncover.

(Note: The next draft will add more landmarks, including stone ruins.)

ShadowClan

-I tried to make their river still have that REALLY deep bend in it. I like to think someday, it will change course, create an oxbow lake, and cause a flash flood in their camp lmao

-They now have marshland! They don’t have to abandon being marsh hunters!! Wetlands are a very underappreciated biome!!!

-With the pine coverage though they can now be very generalist hunters.

(Note: Next draft will also add more landmarks, including a lot of fallen trees, ponds, and stone coverage.)

RiverClan

-Actually now has the biggest territory! The borders shift often and they’re selective about what they want to defend, and when they do it. Most attacks are launched in newleaf when the rivers swell.

-Well-defended by how their territory isn’t very useful between the rivers, besides the patch of pine near ShadowClan.

-Also has the most twoleg encroachment.

-The Lake river is larger than the Forest river, more dangerous, and with more sandy shoreline.

(Note: The next draft will add a lot more human settlement including the boat lodge and a dock, and twolegplace towards the North, close to ShadowClan. I also want to try to fit in a gorge or ditch if possible.)

WindClan

-The simplest, really. Heather and hills.

-There’s actually a ton of tunnels under it, which sometimes open up into sinkholes.

-LOTS of patches of specific wildflowers all over the place, but only a few specific healing herbs. Those healing herbs ARE quite important though.

(Note: Next draft will add the Barn of course, plus some isolated trees and a couple of caves.)

I left SkyClan out for now, just to keep things simple. I will show how they fit in when we get there, though!

[belabellissima]

Casually slides down your chimney

Your secret santa has returned!! Thank you so much for those answers to the would rather game! I'm notoriously bad at them, too, so I'm happy with the rambling, especially becuase if gave me a chance to learn more about you!

Honestly I think we had the exact same answers for the bonus questions! I'm a hardback fan all the way 🥰 And my go to in the morning is a coffee, but I love nothing more than my afternoon english breakfast with a bit of milk and honey. I think I need to try that masala chai wiith cardamom and sugar though, that's sound delicious!! And Team Rosalie is a perfect answer 🤌

When it comes to your gift, what I'm hearing from your answers is that you'd like a smutty multichapter feysand fic that's set in canon driven and driven by romance with LOTS of angst 👀 hehehe that sounds delicious and I think I already have an idea brewing in this ole Cauldron.

My questions for you now are...

What are your favorite romance tropes?

What are your top 5 favorite Feysand moments?

If you could change anything about the acotar series, what would it be?

What's your favorite song(s) at the moment? Which ones remind you most of Feysand?

Hello!!!! You have returned!!!! And this time I can answer before going to work lmao! edit: no actually I wrote for so long that I had to go to work before I finished and am posting this on my break 😂

And same answers?!?!?!! ITS FATE! And I'm so glad to know another English Breakfast lover!!! Truly a wonderful tea😌 also all the talk of masala chai made me crave some enough to go make a pot! I have had smh a fresh mug next to me and I didn't add too much sugar this time! and i have more dishes added to the never-vanishing pile but I have cleaned up the spills on the counter its f i n e

One thing about me is that I have a favorite pot that I always use for hot drinks and soups because it's the only one without a lip and so also the only one where I can consistently pour from it and not spill what I've just made.... but that one was already dirty :/

Also the gift already sounds so beautiful! Perfect 💯 10/10 I am READY to bawl my eyes out! (have you noticed yet I use... a LOT of exclamation marks?😅)

and for the questions!

Favorite Romance tropes? ooooh thats a tough one because a lot depend on the genre! If I'm reading fantasy then enemies-to-lovers is amazing, but especially so if it's one-sided! Like Jude and Cardan - he was in love with her and she hated his guts so much she thought he must hate her in return! Or Feysand in the first book, now that I think about it lmao. Other favorites include classics such as only one bed (or horse if its a road-trip romance), soulmates/fated mates, forced proximity, and hidden identity! If its more contemporary though, I lean toward fake dating, rivals-to-lovers (technically a branch on enemies to lovers but eh), and mutual pining/idiots-to-lovers. One trope though that i don't really like??? Is actually the love triangle. Because I WILL start shipping all three of them together rather than choose. (Or the back-and-forth starts to annoy me. Depends on how it's being written.) speaking of that if you like sci-fi books i would recommend Iron Widow by Xiran Jay Zhao, that's got a canon polyamorous relationship!

Favorite Feysand moments - Calanmai obviously, that scene is iconic for a reason and i get emotional if I think about it too long while remembering chapter 54, there you are. I've been looking for you I also adore Feyre throwing her shoe at Rhys after he dares her to do it again, Feyre taunting Rhys while in the Summer Court only to immediately get jealous that he does the same thing, both CoN scenes, and the scene with the bone carver when feyre admits she would have turned the knife on herself and Rhys is devastated by it. what can I say I love angst hahaha😂

Honestly I don't like that Rhys twists Feyre's arm for the bargain. Like... dude. I know you were playing a part but really? Also i wish nesta was a carynthian - the writer in me understands that her character development and journey needed for her to stand her ground instead of reaching the summit, and arc-wise it was a fufilling end, but the valkyrie lover in me is like... why couldn't nesta reach the top too? also cassian not saying ily to nes in her book?????😡🤬 do better cass.

Favorite songs at the moment are "So Hot that it Hurts" and "Conversations with the Dashboard" by Voilà (they are so underrated I need more people to listen to them), "Electric Touch," "You're On Your Own, Kid," "Castles Crumbling," "Willow," "Ivy," "Dress," and "New Year's Day" by Taylor, "Last of the Real Ones" by FOB, and "Da Selby" Parts 1 and 2 by Hozier. Feysand wise is probably New Years Day (I did title my amnesia fic with this song so I kinda have to pick it lol 😂 ) and Dress (but dress is also perfect for Emorie so👀). Voilà also has a perfect feysand song with "Figure You Out" - it just screams rhys to me in the beginning of acomaf saying "Really? Tamlin? You picked Tamlin? He gave you red paint and thought it would make you happy and you still think he’s the man for you?” Also "Hurt for Me," "Where's My Love," and "Better" by SYML destroyed me with the Feysand feels to the point that I immediately added them to my playlist! 😭

I think that’s it, what songs do you like though??? I’m always looking for new music 😅

Make sure you’re drinking enough water and getting sleep!!! 🥰 See you next time!!!!!! byeeeeeee!!! 👋🏼

[grasslandgirl]

4, 13, 14, 19 for the fanfic writer asks? <3

mwaaahhh bev!!! <3333 xoxoxo

4. How many WIPs do you have right now?

oh god. uh. so many. i have like six different gdocs open on my browser RIGHT NOW as i answer this ask, and thats not even a small amount of how many wips i bounce around between or have started

i have 26 discrete wips logged on my word counter spreadsheet- including ones i started last year- but that's only fics that i started/have worked on in the last like. year and a half. i have more wips lazing around in my gdrive i havent touched in even longer, and that number isn't counting original works/ oc fic wips i ALSO have. so many of ksjfnbskfjbnsb im a monster

13. How much planning do you do before writing?

uh it depends! not usually that much, if i'm honest- i've found that planning/plotting out my fics tends to make me lose the enthusiasm and motivation i have for writing them, but if i have a clear idea for a scene/beat i want to write next ill scribble it down before going back to the scene i'm in the middle of

and ofc the beast that is noble pining is the exception to that rule, bc if i didn't try to plan and plot out the arcs of that beast it would probably be even more of an incomprehensible mess than it already is lmao !!! i have like 3k of notes and outlines and character arc planning at the bottom of my doc for noble pining so i an always go back and refer to what i mean to write/have already written

14. If you could see one of your fics adapted into a visual medium, such as comic or film, which fan fic would you pick?

oh god. this is a really interesting question uhhh

first gut instinct is like. comic book/graphic novel adaptation of slasherfic?? like one of the classic all black/white/grey ones with a lot of dark red for emphasis/highlights etc ?? i feel like that would be really visually cool skjvbsnkbj

uhhh other than that i'm not sure ?? i have really clear visualizations for most of what i write but i don't know how much of it would like. cleanly translate into art/animation/live action etc lmao

19. Give us a small teaser from one of your WIPs.

ohohoh :))

Ayda’s mind is still spinning with the newfound information that Fig finds her pretty enough to be tongue tied about. “I don’t think you’re being weird,” she answers, and Fig chokes a little as she swallows, lowering the bottle from her mouth. There is lipstick on the clear plastic rim, and the dark red makeup around her mouth is even more smudged. Ayda isn’t sure whether she wants to fix it, or wipe it all clean away- smudges of dark red on her fingertips, Fig’s mouth beneath her hand- “But often times, people find me weird, or unnerving, or awkward. So I don’t know if my judgement is the most reliable in this circumstance.”

“I love weird people,” Fig says, immediate and fervent. She still hasn’t looked away from Ayda, even when she briefly attempted to drown herself via plastic water bottle. “You seem like the best kind of weird, no offense intended.”

“Why would I take offense at that?”

Fig shrugs. She’s tapping a rhythm against the thin plastic of her watter bottle, now, short nails making the water jostle and the plastic crackle under her hands. “Not everyone likes being called weird, I guess?”“I don’t- usually, I don’t enjoy it. People use it as an insult, or they say that it’s a good thing, and don’t actually mean it. But I believe that you mean it’s a good thing, Figueroth. Which means I- I like it. It’s nice.”

send me numbers from this fic writer's ask list !!!!

[waheelawhisperer]

Uh... depends? This man has no rizz and cannot pick up a girl (or boy) in a bar to save his life, but when he's not trying he is very charming and tends to win people over pretty easily (and unintentionally) because he's hot, smart, funny, and kind. When he's not in Serious Doctor Mode he's a bit of a goofball who's very sweet and affectionate and emotionally open/available, so people (especially girls) tend to be drawn to that. He's very friendly and social and is the type of person who can make you feel like the center of the universe because he's so happy and excited to see you and be around you, and it's not really surprising when people are attracted to someone who can make them feel that special.

tl;dr short buff himbo man is also a sweet friendly puppy who is very good with people

That said, he's pretty maidenless early on, both because he's too busy grappling with questions like "what the fuck is a 'Rim Billiton'?" to worry about finding himself a gf/bf and because he starts off looking like a half-starved hobo and it takes months of exercise and physical therapy and getting good rest and food and so on before he's actually in good enough condition to attract attention based on his appearance. He's a bit emotionally immature as well at this stage (cut him some slack he's less than a year old, functionally speaking) and is pretty aware that he Likes Women* on a physical level but doesn't necessarily understand how to recognize and process when his attraction to someone goes deeper than that, and even if he figures out that he like likes someone, he doesn't really know what to do about it. As a result, he pines over Nearl a lot instead of just asking her out, and she does the same thing because she's being all noble and knightly, and both of them are thinking that someone so incredible couldn't possibly return their feelings anyway, and everyone around them is getting steadily more frustrated and wishing they'd just make out in a broom closet or something already.

Eventually they figure things out and get together. Everyone is initially relieved by this, but then they become insufferably lovey-dovey so they're just being annoying in a different way now. Nearl's the one 100% canon love interest but depending on how self-indulgent I'm feeling, there are a few others that potentially join The Harem. Texas and Lappland are the next-closest-to-canon girlfriends because they're the ones who understand him the best due to his backstory and help guide him through the trauma that comes with having that backstory revealed when Nearl and Gavial are too shattered by the revelations themselves to deal with it. Also, figuring out how to write a polycule that includes both Nearl and Lappland is an incredibly fun and interesting writing challenge LMAO

Gavial is his really close friend and personal physician (he did not trust Kal'tsit with the duty and simply refused to let her take care of his medical stuff until Amiya gave in and let him request Gavial instead. He's not too bothered by her bedside manner because he's emotionally intelligent to realize how much she cares for her patients, even if she's not interested in coddling them) and that could easily turn to romance because they're very compatible, and if he hadn't been so smitten with Nearl, he probably would've ended up with Gavial instead (he still could, honestly, she's very compatible with Nearl as well and honestly his lovely pansexual horse knight deserves some hot girlfriends as well as a hot boyfriend).

Blaze is also a good friend of his that he has solid chemistry with. He comes to visit her in the hospital pretty much every day he can after the events of Chapter 6 and dotes on her like crazy, and by the time she's cleared for discharge she is crushing on him hard. Again, he could have ended up with her instead of Nearl pretty easily, but I think ultimately they realize they work better as friends (with benefits) than as long-term romantic partners. She def proposes a threesome to him and Nearl though.

The remaining Nearls are all viable-ish love interests as well, but never to the exclusion of Margaret. If any of them join the harem, they need additional boyfriends/girlfriends so that they get the emotional/physical attention they need, and so does Margaret. Mlynar is actually Waheela's bi awakening - they meet during Near Light and Waheela's impression of Uncle Nearl is basically "He's so hot. He's such an asshole. I need to get him pregnant." but Mlynar isn't truly a viable partner until he figures out how to not be a bitter shithead to both his nieces and everyone else. Sorry Uncle, you don't get your prostate pounded until you work on your personality. Die mad about it.

Zofia sees him and is like "ooh that's a hottie" (she is in hell once she joins Rhodes Island because the ugliest person on the landship is a 6/10 on their worst day and she has no rizz so she keeps fumbling every bad bitch (gender-neutral) on the ship) and then gets very annoyed at Margaret because he's so obviously in love with her and she is so obviously in love right back and yet she is not tapping that. "I know my niece is bi so why is she not getting her back blown out by that hunk???" Zofia flirts with him a lot at first just to mess with him and also because she's just kinda like that, but she also tries to subtly push him and Margaret together because damn her niece needs to find some happiness and clearly she can't figure this shit out on her own. It doesn't work because they are A) Very Stupid and B) usually separated by potentially hundreds of miles, and over time she starts seeing exactly why Nearl fell in love with him and her own feelings become more serious than just wanting to get plowed by a hot guy (I love bi mess Zofia it's so funny)

Blemblem has more of a teen girl's crush because she's grown up on stories of gallant men and women who help the helpless and Doctor Waheela certainly does that. He also takes her interest in engineering very seriously and takes the extra time to check up on her since she's Nearl's sister and Nearl is his friend who he adores (good job you dumb dog keep repressing everything you're very good at it), and she's flattered by the attention and being treated like an adult, because it's been a bit of a struggle to get people who are not trying to kill her in the arena to do that.

There's potential for something between him and Saria post-Lone Trail because they're both very vulnerable after Saria lost Kirsten and Waheela realized that he might be the last of his kind and that him being the last of his kind means his people's legacy is... a murderer who's spent millennia influencing Terran growth, culture, and politics through precisely-applied violence. I haven't decided if anything actually comes of it, but she's pretty readily folded into The Polycule because she's very compatible with most of its members (again, Lappland is The Problem Dog here).

Those are the major potential love interests really. Anything else is just me being horny and self-indulgent, which isn't bad but does mean I haven't necessarily thought out the lore reasons why it would work. He's good friends with the Glasgow Gang and they play sports together a lot, but that's really more platonic as I envision it in canon, no matter how nice I think it would be for him to be mobbed by a bunch of bisexual punk catgirls. Schwarz is another close friend but I don't think she's quite in the right place for a romantic relationship yet and idt we've gotten enough of her story for me to work with her too much at this point.

He gets along quite well with the Abyssal Hunters and things could well become romantic between one or more of them but I don't really feel like they're tied into his story well enough for it to feel like a logical extension of their relationship (and that's fine).

There's also potential for romance between the various other Lupo in Rhodes Island like Penance/Horn/Pozemka etc but I feel like those bonds are mostly platonic/familial unless I'm overcome by the desire to topple Horn or something

*He likes men as well but he doesn't figure that out until later, whereas Nearl's dramatic entrance in the prologue + Blaze lugging him around like a sack of potatoes is enough to make it clear to him that he is a big fan of tall busty women who can kick his ass

Ask me more questions I love talking about this stupid horny himbo dog who annoys the shit out of Kal'tsit

I'm bored, ask me questions about Doctor Waheela

[paigesmaze]

I'm not sure if I've already requested or not but I love your Illinois work and I'm craving more. So Illinois x reader where Illinois is reassuring us that he does genuinely like us back. Another idea if thats not good is us reassuring him that we won't die like the rest of his partners. The rest is up to you, setting included.

Treasure (Illinois x Reader)

AO3

Summary: (Gender-Neutral Reader) Early one morning while making breakfast, you ponder over your friendship with Illinois and begin to question his flirty remarks. You are completely infatuated with the man and finally confront him about what the two of you really are.

A/N: Thank you for the request, Peachy! I’m so glad that you enjoyed my other work, that means a lot. I am atrociously down bad for Illinois so this fic has me twirling my hair and giggling lmao. If there are any other requests, please don’t hesitate to submit them. I am working on a few other fics right now for other requests that I have gotten, so if you are waiting, they will be out soon! Thanks for your patience and enjoy, Loves! :)<3

Word Count: 1,356

“Good morning, sweetheart,” You heard Illinois’s voice ring through the kitchen as you flipped another pancake onto the plate next to the stove. You mumbled back a quiet greeting and endearingly rolled your eyes at the overused nickname. It seemed like Illinois’s only goal was to fluster you at every chance he got. And it worked. He most certainly knew the effect he had on you, the power that he held over your emotions. A flirty comment from him could leave you exuding happiness for a week straight. You hid your giddiness well as to not embarrass yourself.

For months, you had been pining over the adventurer. He’d given little clues that he was interested in you, but he did that with everyone. Hell, he even thought the other egos in the manor were infatuated with him. So you told yourself that you weren’t a special case. He didn’t truly feel anything for you, it was just his flirtatious personality.

And you were stuck yearning for him and silently hoping that he reciprocated your feelings. It seemed as if you two had been dancing along the line between friends and more for a while. Every time you and Illinois would get romantically close again, you would pull away in fear that he didn’t actually feel anything other than platonically for you.

So you resorted to staying friends. Friends who flirted on a near constant basis. Well, friend. He seemed to be the one doing most of the flirting with his constant remarks and the sweet little nicknames that he would pepper into his incessant teasing. Each time you would try to mock him back, you ended up in a puddle of embarrassment. He claimed it was adorable, just another one of his jabs at your heart. You seemed to feel a sense of false hope often when it came to the man.

You never knew if he was actually serious about his intimate gestures with you. The brushing of your hands when you walked side by side, or the random hugs that lasted just a moment too long to be considered friendly left you confused. He was a charming soul. He captured everyone’s attention, and he enjoyed giving them attention right back. Which is why you didn’t feel special when he acted close with you. Maybe that was just his personality, maybe he wasn’t interested in you at all.

Lost in thought, you hadn’t realized that you were burning one of the pancakes you were cooking. Cursing under your breath, you quickly tossed it in the trash, letting out a heaving sigh as you shook your head at your mindlessness.

Illinois looked up at you from where he sat at the island, his eyebrows knit in concern. He stood up and walked towards where you had been previously standing in front of the stove, pouring another spoonful of batter onto the pan.

“Oh, Illinois, you don’t have to do that,” You spoke as you gently pushed his arm aside, trying to take your previous spot in the room back. He shook his head, grabbing the hand that tried to push him out of the way. He held it gently, rubbing soothing circles on the back.

“Are you feeling okay today?” He asked. You looked at him, feigning confusion.

“Yeah, of course. Why wouldn’t I be? I get to hang out with my favorite adventurer,” You joked, trying to hide the fact that not a minute ago you were having an existential crisis over your foolish infatuation with the man in front of you.

He let go of your hand, opting to wrap his arm around your waist instead, pulling you into his side as he flipped another pancake onto the plate.

“You just seem a little distracted today, is there something bothering you? You know I love you too much, I will send someone to monkey hell if they’re giving you a problem, sweetheart,” He laughed, referring to the time where you two had been stuck in monkey heaven during the adventure where the two of you had met. You tried to force a smile as your eyes drifted towards the floor. He just casually said that he loved you like it didn’t make you all giddy inside.

“I hate that I can’t tell whether you’re joking or not,” You spoke before you could even process the thought going through your head.

“About what?” Asked Illinois, amusement in his tone. He finished making the pancakes as he sat the towering stack on the counter, pulling all of his attention towards you. He fully faced you, putting his other arm around your waist and dragging you closer to him.

“It’s just...” You began. God, why was it so hard to simply say how you felt? You felt your eyes began to well with tears as you tried to explain yourself, scared of rejection.

“Hey, hey, hey,” He spoke in a hushed, comforting voice. “It’s okay, I promise I’m not going to be upset at you, whatever it is,”

You looked at him, sniffling quietly before resting your forehead on his chest. “It’s so stupid,” you chuckled lightly. He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into a protective hold. His warm touch made you melt completely into him as you relaxed, his scent calming you as you took deep breaths in.

After a moment, you finally pulled back a bit, glancing at him. He was staring directly back at you, and when your eyes met his, he gave you a soft, reassuring smile.

“No one’s every made me feel like this,” You began, chucking at the situation your were in. He rubbed his hands along your back, allowing you to continue. “You make me feel like I’m important to you. Like you enjoy being with me. And I know you make everyone feel that way. I mean, you’re amazing. You’re smart and curious and funny and charismatic and-and I’m just feeding into your ego, but what I’m trying to tell you is that you mean a lot to me. You’re my everything and I can’t get enough of you. And when you joke about saying that you love me it just makes me feel like we’re never going to be like that.”

Illinois gazed at you with an unreadable expression on his face for a moment, processing your words. He leaned down, pressing a soft kiss on your forehead before speaking.

“There is no way this much stupid can fit inside one person,” He joked. You pulled away in shock, staring up at him with wide eyes. He laughed, gently grabbing you and tugging you back towards his frame.

“Let me finish, let me finish,” He chuckled. “You are so important to me you really have no idea. I mean, do you see how often I stare at you? It’s honestly stalker-ish, sweetheart. You make me so happy. I really do mean it when I say that I love you. That’s not a joke,”

He finished his statement, looking into your eyes with a loving gaze. With both of your hearts beating faster and faster, he slowly dipped his head down and captured your lips in a tender kiss, embracing you even closer, if it was possible.

“You mean the world to me, sweetheart. You’re my little treasure, don’t ever forget that. And don’t ever doubt my love for you,” As you were about to lean in for another kiss, Wilford came waltzing into the kitchen, clearly being lured into the area by the aroma of pancakes filling the mansion.

Quickly attempting to pull away from Illinois in embarrassment, Wilford gave you a knowing look, smirking at you. Illinois swiftly pulled you back towards him, holding you from behind with your back pressed against his chest.

“Somebody’s in love!” Wilford exclaimed, throwing every topping in the kitchen on top of his plate of pancakes. You groaned quietly in protest as your face turned crimson. Illinois laughed at you, not letting you go. After all, he had finally gotten hold of the most precious treasure he would find in his lifetime, you, his sweetheart, and his little treasure.

[cywscross]

Do you have any scum villain fanfic recs? (I also haven't read it but you've never led me wrong with recs haha)

Omg I have so many, I'll rec some of my favs ^_^

Unveiling The Imposter by ladyflufffluff

While tracking a suspicious fortune-teller, Shen Qingqiu falls unconscious. The fortune-teller extracts a glowing orb from his body, telling Luo Binghe and Liu Qingge that this Shen Qingqiu is an imposter, and they can see for themselves if they don't believe it.

Alternatively, the Demon Lord and Peak Lords watch Scum-Villain's Self-Saving System.

Characters Watch the Series fanfic. Post-Canon.

[This was actually the fic that got me into SVSSS. I was reading TCF reaction fics, ran out, stumbled on this one in a collection, and decided to give it a try. Since it's a reaction fic in its early stages, it basically gave me an introduction to the canon. Obviously since it's reacting to canon, the ship is the canon one, but the current chapters cover just past the Lingxi Caves/Demon Invasion part, and I immediately latched onto the Liu Qingge and Shen Yuan dynamic, so that's what I went looking for, and I haven't managed to crawl back out of this rabbit hole ever since, rip me.]

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Keep Me Anyway by Starrs__00 [Liu Qingge/Shen Yuan]

Shen Qingqiu's been pretending that pretending doesn't hurt, because what's the alternative? The system has its rules, and he'd rather not die.

But Liu Qingge, thank god, is one step ahead of him.

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In which Shen Qingqiu is Liu Qingge's soulmate. Really. Truly.

[The second SVSS fic I read. Evidently, it was so good I officially became a LiuShen shipper from this point on.]

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The Grand Unified Theory of Shěn Qīngqiū by 00janeblonde [Liu Qingge/Shen Qingqiu/Yue Qingyuan]

Shěn Qīngqiū new game pluses himself into a happy ending and unlocks some premium content along the way.

This fic is endgame Shěn Qīngqiū/Liǔ Qīnggē/Yuè Qīngyuán.

It takes time for the characters to get together, but there is zero partner infidelity and very little angst. There's lots of pining, but it's happy pining. This is fluff. Everyone is happy and loving and supportive.

[THE #1 worldbuilding fic in the SVSSS fandom, it's amazing, the ship development is done well, there's found family elements, and it's long as fuck and still going. The one thing I thought I wouldn't like - the reason for an arc 1 and an arc 2 - didn't even matter anymore once I started arc 2 because it's just that well written.]

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where your love has always been enough for me by backspacedintooblivion (Evil_and_I_know_it) [Liu Qingge/Shen Jiu]

Shen Qingqiu shook his head no, still unable to process the fact that Liu Qingge was standing in front of him, making a rescue attempt.

“You’re supposed to be dead.”

“And Yue Qingyuan is supposed to protect you,” Liu Qingge retorted. “But things don’t always go the way we want them to.”

Or

Liu Qingge comes to rescue Shen Qingqiu when no one else would, despite being dead, and things only get stranger from there.

[I got curious about Liu Qingge/Original Shen Qingqiu after I realized from GUT that Shen Jiu (original SQQ) had a lot more depth than the one-dimensional villain that the reaction fic I read had showed, so that's what I looked up next. Needless to say, I ended up liking LiuJiu even more than LiuShen. LiuShen is usually more light-hearted I think, and I enjoy it a lot, but LiuJiu generally includes the angsty hurt/comfort I love, with a very solid foundation in learning how to understand each other and trust each other and respect each other, plus some low-key world-burning loyalty on top. They're the very definition of direct opposites attract, but they're also so similar in the way they devote their whole selves to the things they care about. Exactly the kind of dynamic I adore ^_^ (Not all of this is shown in this particular fic ofc, I just got ramble-y about them lmao. I'll rec more LiuJiu and LiuShen below.)]

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i've trodden the forest by AMereDream [Shen Jiu/Yue Qingyuan]

Now, Yue Qingyuan won't pretend to be anything he is not. He is achingly aware of his own guilt complex and how he rarely, if ever, questions Xiao Jiu because of it. He wouldn't have been able to become Sect Leader if he was blind to his faults.

But it has been two weeks.

Two weeks of Xiao Jiu following him around, existing in his periphery, only slipping away for a few hours in the morning to teach his students. Even then he returns the moment the lessons are over, never lingering for longer than he needs to.

Presumably he went back to his Peak at night to change his clothes, but Yue Qingyuan has never seen him leave.

In which Shen Qingqiu gets a second chance, but is still allergic to talking it out. Instead, why shouldn't he plaster himself to Yue Qingyuan's side and refuse to leave?

[I don't super ship these two, but I don't dislike it either. It's pretty good.]

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Two for the Price of One by AMereDream [Shen Jiu/Shen Yuan/Yue Qingyuan]

In which a year after his first, Shen Qingqiu falls prey to a second major Qi Deviation. There are now two Shen Qingqiu's walking around - Yue Qingyuan is pleased with this new development, Shen Jiu immediately gets very attached, and Shen Yuan does not mind all this as much as he probably should.

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Try These UNFAILABLE Tips for Getting Fired! Number 9 Will Shock You by AMereDream [Shen Jiu/Yue Qingyuan]

In much the same way you would want to get fired rather than leave your job yourself for the severance benefits, Shen Jiu tries to see how far he can go before he is made to leave.

Fortunately for everyone, since he already knows that violence isn't a dealbreaker to the Sect Leader, he instead decides he'll just demand affection from him -- because surely Yue Qingyuan would rather send him away than let him be close to him, right?

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Abyssal Paradise by DevinePhoenix

Shen Yuan gets to start his new life as a happy fox in what is literally Hell. He likes it here, they have so many cute creatures for him to study.

However Shen Yuan is also a millennial and he will have his creature comforts if he has to build them himself. In which the best motivation for a lazy person is to put in a lot of effort at the start so they can laze off in even more comfort later. Also known as, Shen Yuan builds a house in the Abyss.

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Vision of Happiness by GT_GoldenTrashbag [Liu Qingge/Shen Jiu]

Shen Qingqiu is chosen and given a vision of the few lives where he is happy.

The others are confused at his sudden change.

What did he see?

Who did he see?

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Easy Mode by Asymptotical [Liu Qingge/Shen Yuan]

Shen Qingqiu didn't really consider that there might be drawbacks to a system who was devoted to both lore and genuine experiences, until he was dying of it.

Getting to repeat from the start as many times as he needed to figure it out didn't help. Nothing really did, until the System offered an easy mode. He just had to unlock it, and then he could let Liu Qingge do all the work.

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voluntary victim by technorat [Liu Qingge/Luo Binghe/Shen Qingqiu]

Looking back at everything, Shen Qingqiu comes to a conclusion: everything that went wrong in his first life happened because of him.

Or, the Peak Lords search for Shen Qingqiu. Too bad he doesn't want to be found.

[This is EXACTLY my cup of angsty hurt/comfort tea, to the point where I don't even care too much about Luo Binghe being part of the ship. If you saw the tags on my last ask about SVSSS, you'll know I don't like LBH, the original or the SVSSS version, especially when shipped with either version of Shen Qingqiu, but that's a personal thing, I know the canon ship is pretty much the most popular ship in this fandom, so you'll most likely won't have a problem with him. Anyway, everything else about this fic is excellent, and the majority of the romance development is between Liu Qingge and Shen Qingqiu, plus ever since reading GUT, I really like the Shen Yuan and Shen Jiu are the same person trope, so there's that in here too. Definitely give this one a try, it's one of my top favourites.]

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those secret worlds you call eyes by technorat [Liu Qingge/Shen Jiu]

On a mission, Shen Qingqiu and Liu Qingge are exposed to a plant that all but curses them to be touching each other at all times.

Except... the plant really shouldn't be affecting two alphas like that...

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hollow moon by technorat [Liu Qingge/Shen Jiu]

Liu Qingge retrieves what is left of Shen Qingqiu from the Water Prison.

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to breathe in by technorat [Liu Qingge/Shen Jiu]

In one lifetime, Liu Qingge was little more than a ghost, watching as all of Shen Qingqiu's mistakes caught up to him.

In this lifetime, Liu Qingge would make things be better.

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forever and ever and ever and ever by pennydaniels [Liu Qingge/Shen Jiu]

Shen Jiu saves Liu Qingge's life. Liu Qingge isn't the type of person to let debts go unpaid.

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tangled in the hanging tree by technorat [Liu Qingge/Shen Qingqiu]

Qiu Jianluo is a ghost, one whose resentment has driven him to gain new power.

Shen Qingqiu is captured.

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running out of holy places by technorat [Liu Qingge/Shen Qingqiu]

Shen Qingqiu is brought to the Water Prison to await trial for his many crimes.

Liu Qingge fights against the ticking clock in order to save Shen Qingqiu.

Luo Binghe no longer knows what he wants.

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hustling for the good life by Chesra [Liu Qingge/Shen Jiu]

Shen Jiu is a simple demonic cultivator who just wants to do his job, except that white-robed cultivator from Cang Qiong Mountain keeps getting in the way.

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it’s a crime you’re not around most of the time by backspacedintooblivion (Evil_and_I_know_it) [Liu Qingge/Shen Jiu]

“Speak for yourself A-Jiu,” Liu Qingge shot back. “I can’t believe your shizun still calls you that. Are you five?”

Shen Qingqiu pinched him again, unable to do more than that. He had dragged Liu Qingge to an empty practice field on Qing Jing, too ashamed to face his martial siblings with the great idiot tied to him.

“Like Yan-shishu doesn’t call you Mingming any chance he gets,” he hissed.

“Shut up!”

Liujiu get tied together as a measure to force them to work together. It doesn't go quite as planned.

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Absent Without Leaving by Invidia_Envy

In which, Shen Qingqiu realized what he longed for the most was freedom. Being a peak lord of Qing Jing didn't let him do that often, he envied Liu Qingge who could ditch his peak's brats so easily and go outside as he pleased.

Why did Liu Qingge could do as he pleased whilst he had to stay demure in his peak? Spitefully, Shen Qingqiu also began to leave his disciples to their own devices after picking up his last disciple to appease Ning Yingying.

For Luo Binghe, his Shizun was an enigma. A puzzle with many missing details, a sea with immeasurable depth. His Shizun is his hero. Every time his Shizun appeared, it was always in the direst situation which would be quickly resolved. Ming Fan came and bullied him? Snatching off his mother's jade? His Shizun came and the jade was back in Luo Binghe's hand.

A demon invasion when no strong people home? His Shizun returned and stopped them.

Pretty sure Shizun pushed him into the abyss for his own sake too. That's right. Luo Binghe didn't have any shred of doubt towards his mysterious and wise Shizun.

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Many an Ill to Cure by Asymptotical [Liu Qingge/Shen Yuan]

The system abandoned him with nothing but a cryptic message. It took Shen Qingqiu days to realize that it was referring to a single throwaway line in a filler chapter.

He could have done with a bit more warning about being married.

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Purple by Asymptotical [Liu Qingge/Shen Yuan]

It would have been nice, just once, for Without a Cure to act like a normal poisoning that didn't time itself for dramatic effect. Especially when dramatic effect involved being several hundred feet in the air on a sword.

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Hang Our Tent Like Perfumed Bells by Asymptotical [Liu Qingge/Shen Yuan]

Airplane tries to avert the plot by making sure that both Liu Qingge and Shen Qingqiu miss the pivotal moment when Luo Binghe joins the sect.

It causes a lot of problems, spawns another transmigrator, sets off a plot that wasn't supposed to trigger for decades, diverts a plot that was supposed to trigger now, and overall is a much better outcome for everyone involved.

(Well, everyone on Cang Qiong)

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altar by fencesit [Liu Qingge/Shen Jiu]

By the time Shen Qingqiu notices the excess light filling the burial chamber, it's already much too late.

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The Ring by VagabondDawn [Liu Qingge/Shen Yuan]

If Shen Qingqiu knows one thing, it’s that Airplane-Shooting-Towards-The-Sky is a hack author who will steal ideas from anywhere. Even horror movies.

Luckily, cultivators are pretty good at fighting back.

[Shang Qinghua takes a long, long look at his face and says, thoughtfully, “Actually I think I feel a bit sorry for the demon now.”]

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take a little time to reach for joy by VagabondDawn [Liu Qingge/Shen Yuan]

Liu Qingge had been fighting up close and personal – of course – and Shen Qingqiu had lost track of him a little bit. It hadn't really concerned him, because what lame monster-of-the-week could actually beat the War God – that would just be terrible writing. The audience would call foul!

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like there is lighting deep in my bones (got a real good feeling) by VagabondDawn [Liu Qingge/Shen Yuan]

There are thousands of cure-all panacea flowers in this world; Shen Qingqiu and Liu Qingge go to find one.

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last year’s leaves are smoke in every lane by VagabondDawn [Liu Qingge/Shen Yuan]

How was Shen Yuan supposed to know the "Which Proud Immortal Demon Way Character Should YOU Marry???" Quiz he filled out would have plot-relevant effects?!

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the sun will sometimes melt a field of sorrow by VagabondDawn [Liu Qingge/Shen Yuan]

For Proud Immortal Demon Way, that's not actually that unusual of a curse! Shen Qingqiu can think of at least twelve wives who had to be beaten in a fight before they could be married, for various reasons.

It's a little different when he finds himself in the middle of it, but it's only breaking a curse — right?

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wear it like a shining star by VagabondDawn [Liu Qingge/Shen Yuan]

It's just a little contrived magic ritual to help a friend out, Shen Qingqiu thinks. They can both be cool about this.

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one good honest kiss by Irrelevancy [Liu Qingge/Shen Jiu]

Death number Unknown-Plus-Four, they finally manage to get Liu Qingge to orgasm. __

SQQ is stuck in a time loop at the Spirit Caves. If he doesn't save LQG, they can't get out.

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Entire Lifetime (And After) by Invidia_Envy [Liu Qingge/Shen Jiu]

In this world, to meet your soulmate, you have to leave your fleshly body and cut off completely from the mundane world of living. In another word, dying. You had to die first to see your soulmate.

Liu Qingge didn’t know what to expect when he opened his eyes after his death and stared at the same surrounding of the Spirit Cave. He was confused. He died. He never saw a ghost in his life so it was obvious that he died first, why didn’t he get transferred to his soulmate’s place?

However, Liu Qingge then noticed the two people inside the cave. He saw his body, dead and lifeless. He saw his shixiong by him, looking worse for wear. He recalled the scene before his death when Shen Qingqiu actually tried to help him and murmured guiltily, “Shen Qingqiu...”

Shen Qingqiu’s head snapped up in response and their eyes met.

Oh...

Oh no...

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buried now by technorat [Liu Qingge/Shen Jiu]

During the incident in the Lingxi Caves, Liu Qingge ascends. When he is finally able to return to Cang Qiong Mountain sect, too much time has passed.

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Secondary When Compared To You by I_dont_know_anything_im_sorry [Liu Qingge/Shen Jiu]

Liu Qingge was dying.

They were in the Ling Xi Caves and Liu Qingge had started to Qi deviate and he'd gone on a rampage and-

He'd started to die.

He was dying and it would be Shen Qingqiu's fault.

Shen Qingqiu couldn't let it be his fault, he couldn't.

(Shen Qingqiu couldn't let Liu Qingge die.)

But Liu Qingge was already dying when he was supposed to live.

What was the cost he had to pay for Liu Qingge to live?

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sustain the weary with a sword by ectocosme [Liu Qingge/Shen Jiu]

Scorned and abandoned, Shen Qingqiu only has to wait for death in the water dungeon and mirages of dead men cannot bring him respite.

The hand on his shoulder felt quite real, though.

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The Bamboo Scholar by Mayvn [Liu Qingge/Shen Yuan]

Slender in form, and elegant in face. The man was strong, modest, and humble as he stood up for justice and protected those that couldn’t protect themselves. He was truly the manifestation of the noble bamboo.

Shen Yuan wrinkled his nose in disgust. Who the hell is writing this crap about him?!

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A 3-part series (plus 2 stand-alone extras, so technically a 5-parter) where Shen Yuan dies in Jinlan and awakens as a young Shen Jiu, calming down enough in his second go at it to make decisions that accidentally mold and inspire the people around him to be better, healthier people.

Except for Qiu Jianluo. And the Old Palace Master. And Wu Yanzi. And … um … I’m going to need to make a list.

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Willow Leaf by Aledono [Liu Qingge/Shen Jiu]

As a child, Shen Jiu never considered himself lucky, but one day he received a blessing that would change both his luck and fate. A blessing in the shape of a rock; a very, very painful rock thrown straight at his face.

Then again, even if Shen Jiu couldn't appreciate the pain of the wound, he could certainly appreciate the consequences it carried. Particularly once he found out who was the one who threw the rock at him in the first place.

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When You Have Nothing To Gain (But Everything To Lose) by VermilionRain [Liu Qingge/Shen Jiu]

After living through the original PIDW, many are brought back to their past selves. With knowledge in hand a number push to keep Shen Jiu away from their lives. When unspoken truths and unwoven lies are known can they make amends?

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As The Wheel Shatters by VermilionRain

Shen Jiu was cursed. No that wasn’t it. He felt cursed. Two lifetimes he’s lived with memories and even when he tries, nothing happens. So there; cursed. He wakes up again and in the end why bother? What was the saying; three times the charm.

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Write it on Your Heart by VermilionRain [Shen Jiu/Tianlang-jun]

Shen Jiu did not pass away immediately. He watched Shen Yuan live his life and it hurt. When he finally passed Fate decided to be cruel even more by dropping his reincarnating spirit into a similar setting. One problem; he wasn’t the only one. Another problem; there are a few trying to make amends that he doesn’t want. The last problem; an unwanted companion. He resolves one problem.

[A rarepair I think, gave it a try mostly because I liked the other two by this author, and surprisingly they fit pretty well together.]

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villainous thing by technorat [Shen Jiu/Tianlang-jun + Liu Qingge/Shen Jiu]

After the incident in the Lingxi Caves, Liu Qingge does not wake. Yue Qingyuan is given two options: to have Shen Qingqiu restrained in the Water Prison before trial or to arrange a political marriage and forget the trial entirely.

Shen Qingqiu is wed to Tianlang-jun.

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Fly With Broken Wings by VermilionRain

Shen Yuan has been getting nightmares since he was young. They were about a fantasy world that centered around Shen Qingqiu, a subjectively evil man. It wasn’t until he read a certain cash grabbing book that everything clicked into place. Shen Yuan was receiving memories of Shen Jiu (They were horrible and now he empathizes with the immortal) Now, after finally receiving his degree he gets transported into said book. He might as well fix this plot hole ridden shit until he gets to go back.

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What You Gain (As You Lose) by VermilionRain [Liu Qingge/Shen Jiu]

PIDW happened with a different punishment in mind for Shen Qingqiu due to the intervention of one Yue Qingyuan. Shen Qingqiu was taken, abused, and placed down again and again. Unfortunately, for others, three people were not standing by and letting this happen.

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Spread your Wings by Araceil [Shen Jiu/Tianlang-jun]

When Shen Jiu opened his eyes, once again staring at the detestable ceiling of the woodshed within the Qiu Estate, he decided to live for himself. He got to his feet, shook off his shackles, and walked away from his nightmares, his hatreds, his resentments, and all the people who ever wronged him. He walked away from all of it. From promises broken, from people who betrayed him, from a life he had never wanted, and from a life that had never wanted him.

In one lifetime he had been a lowly, greedy, grasping creature. Consuming everything around him, ugly, small, and pathetic.

In his second lifetime his body had been stolen from him, and he lurked in the back of himself, watching as his body was puppeted, as his life was stolen.

In this life, he vowed not to make the same mistakes. In this life, he would be free. He would throw off the shell of Shen Qingqiu, Shen Jiu, and find freedom.

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Sanye-jun by Mayvn [Liu Qingge/Shen Yuan]

A very indulgent fic about SY(J) as a demon lord, screwing over the plot and banging LQG on the regular.

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Meet Cute (these dorks) by Mayvn [Liu Qingge/Shen Yuan]

The instant he turned to dash into the fight, Liu Qingge froze as he saw Not Shen Qingqiu standing coolly over one unconscious thug, guqin in both hands and still in a pose that clearly showed he had, in fact, just bludgeoned someone with the end of his guqin. Not Shen Qingqiu smirked and tilted his head back cockily.

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LQG finds SY running away from a sticky situation and brings him back to Cang Qiong in hopes that he can keep the man from getting himself mugged. SY is just relieved he doesn’t have to pretend to be a girl anymore.

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Courting Demons by Mayvn [Liu Qingge/Shen Jiu/Shen Yuan]

Liu Qingge and Shen Qingqiu are accidentally transferred deep into the demon realm by an ancient relic. Well, the relic did what it was supposed to. That two sworn enemies were transferred when one touched the relic carelessly with the other trying to stop him – okay, less ‘accident’, more ‘sudden’.

At least the equally ‘sudden’ favor from this powerful demon might keep them alive long enough to get out of here … maybe that thought was too optimistic.

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Aka, LQG and SJ have to guard their self-proclaimed bodyguard from all the demons who want some. SY: … … fml

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The Woes of Growing Pains by CheckersXIV [Liu Qingge/Shen Yuan]

No one has ever had a successful time acclimating to transmigration.

At least, that's what Shen Yuan tells himself after he accidentally breaks The System. It doesn't help that he wakes up as a teenage disciple inside of the bane of his existence- Proud Immortal Demon Way. He's trying to take precautions to avoid all the death flags that this stupid villain's body of his is going to get him into, but some other disciple really seems to have it out for him...

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Thank you, Bai Zhan robes! by pcysbeauty [Liu Qingge/Shen Yuan]

Liu Qingge has developed a little habit of showering Shen Yuan with the colors of his own peak.

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build yourself a castle to roam by BetweenStarshineAndClay [Liu Qingge/Shen Yuan]

When the succubi's spring poison sends Liu Qingge into a rut, it's Shen Qingqiu who has to deal with it – however unsuited he is to the task.

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Matching Pieces by platinum_firebird [Liu Qingge/Shen Yuan]

Shen Qingqiu can't exactly say he's enthused about transmigrating into an A/B/O novel, but for the most part he manages to ignore it (aside from dunking on Airplane-bro for his shitty worldbuilding).

That is, until he realises Liu Qingge has feelings for him - and that he has feelings in return. Still - the two of them can work out this Omega/Omega thing, right?

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bend, not break (bend me back again, again) by technorat [Liu Qingge/Shen Jiu]

There is an age old tradition on Cang Qiong Mountain sect. When the disciples get together to spar, the winner had the right to demand to fuck the loser.

Or, Liu Qingge and Shen Qingqiu's years as rivals/fuckbuddies.

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so far away by technorat [Liu Qingge/Shen Jiu]

Shen Qingqiu and Liu Qingge were soulmates, though no one knew save for them.

This does not stop Liu Qingge from dying in the Lingxi Caves.

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With all Due Happiness by Mayvn [Liu Qingge/Shen Yuan]

After his car accident, the only time Shen Yuan feels truly alive is playing the VRMMO Proud Demon Immortal Way. As he joins his Jiu-ge’s guild, maybe he’ll find something more than just the ability to run with absence of pain. Maybe someone more.

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reluctant romance by backspacedintooblivion (Evil_and_I_know_it) [Liu Qingge/Shen Jiu]

“That’s right,” he said. “I was…scared of Zhou-shibo’s reaction. I couldn’t force Shen-shixiong to choose between me and his teacher.”

He squeezed at Shen Qingqiu’s wrist when it looked like his lie was about to be caught, and sent desperate waves of ‘shutupshutupshutup’ at him. It seemed to have worked and Shen Qingqiu closed his mouth with a mutinous scowl.

In which Liu Qingge and Shen Qingqiu (mostly) fake a relationship.

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Lights, Camera, Action! by anlee [Liu Qingge/Shen Jiu (kind of)]

Shen Jiu is a promising young actor who showed up seemingly out of nowhere to take the world by storm. Despite only being 21 and still in college, he already has a gigantic fortune and an even bigger fanbase.

Or, at least he was. Until he died in a way that would make his ancestors die all over again due to second-hand embarrassment.

He just wishes that the last thing he did wasn't reading that god-awful novel.

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you're sick or you're obscene by technorat [Liu Qingge/Shen Jiu]

What if Shen Qingqiu had been pregnant with Yue Qingyuan's child?

Or, Shen Qingqiu's marriage to Yue Qingyuan falls apart. Liu Qingge is there to catch him.

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we should stick together by pennydaniels [Liu Qingge/Shen Jiu]

Shen Jiu is drowning on Qing Jing Peak in his struggle to become Head Disciple and then hopefully Peak Lord. He's always been good at surviving but somehow can't help wanting more than that. He just wants to make the right decision.

(In which Shen Jiu is just trying to keep his head above water dealing with his faulty cultivation and capricious Shizun, has more than a few illuminating conversations with the brothel ladies, gets caught in a sex pollen disaster with Liu Qingge, and watches the other try their best to make it right.)

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Memories Like Ghost Stories by Miss_aprosexia [Liu Qingge/Shen Qingqiu, hopefully only one-sided Luo Binghe/Shen Qingqiu, as of current chapters, there's only LQG/SQQ development with jealous/obsessive!LBH, so I'm really hoping it'll just stay one-sided, especially with the kind of trauma SQQ has]

While attempting to change his fate as a human stick, Shen Qingqiu confidently charges into a wife plot. Trapped by an evil, psychic plant, he's forced to relive Shen Jiu's frankly horrifying childhood.

This makes him confront some truths about himself, brings him closer to Liu Qingge, and sets off a series of events that leads to him to make some decisions that end up completely derailing the plot.

Luo Binghe constantly gets the wrong idea.

Shang Qinghua has no idea what the hell is going on anymore.

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Fair Trade by 00janeblonde [Liu Qingge/Shen Jiu/Yue Qingyuan]

Shen Jiu readied himself for his appointment. The heavy, silver mask sat in its box on the dressing table, a reminder of the day ahead that kept him from enjoying the layers of expensive fabric against his skin. He didn't always bother with the mask anymore... but today's guest was special.

In the world of Proud Immortal Demon Way, there are persistent rumors about an uncanny shop, which can grant any wish… for a price.

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this point of pale light by Tossawary [Liu Qingge/Shen Jiu/Shen Yuan]

Peak Master Shen Qingqiu holds his past and his present separate, and his secrets close to his chest, but his worlds collide when his past comes back to haunt him. He finds himself unwillingly brought back to a moon he thought that he'd left behind forever a long time ago, in a part of the galaxy far, far away from anyone who might come for him.

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What else is there? by ForgottenVice [Liu Qingge/Shen Jiu]

Cursed to the shape of a swan, Shen Jiu looses what little hope he has for freedom when the prince makes his vow for the wrong man.

Now he's bound to the lake unable to leave, forced to accept his fate. Until a foolish hunter stumbles into the water.

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sns fic rec II 🤍✨

hiii again!! sharing a few of my fav sns fics again just for fun 😌

(in no particular order) ((pls remember to check out a fic's tags before reading it))

simmer by moonwatcher

Naruto scrubs at his cheek with the palm of his hand, feeling his face flush with the remnants of anger from the day. “He’s not easy to please. Always has to have the last word. Tries to one up me in the subtlest ways, the bastard.” “Oh?” his mother sounds more curious now and Naruto starts to pout. “What are you thinking?” "Just that he sounds a little familiar is all.”

recently read this and it instantly became one of my fav sns fics ever. everything about it was just perfect. slow burn usually makes me impatient, but it was done so lovely in this fic. i could really feel the way they fell in love with each other 🥺 the writing is also absolutely flawless and moonwatcher's Sasuke was so freaking spot on (i'm usually really picky with Sasuke in fics so!!!)

In Any Lifetime by MadeNew

When Sasuke's thirteen, he wakes up crying for a life lived long ago and a boy he's never met. When he's sixteen, he remembers the boy's name. When he's nineteen, he decides it's time to find him.

reincarnation AU my beloved <3 this was sosososo beautiful. "He’ll always choose Naruto, every time. And Naruto has always chosen him, even when it was beyond stupid to do so." ugh, my heart

The Twenty-Third of July by moonlitmantras

Naruto brings Sasuke a gift on his 18th birthday and the Uchiha clan is there to embarrass the shit out of him.

the Uchihas alive and well, do u need another reason to read this fic????

Last Ones Out by hereforwords

Sasuke just stood there, wondering what expression he was making, numb all over with a distant ringing in his ears. It was only when they were pulling away from each other and Hinata turned and met his eye that Sasuke finally remembered himself and looked down, forcing himself to stop standing so stiffly. (Naruto and Hinata start dating. Naruto and Sasuke try and fail to be okay with it.)

this fic 🤧 sasuke's pain was so raw and real, i teared up multiple times. i'm also a sucker for soft!sasuke and he's so soft in this fic <3 it also gave me multiple cavities lmao, such a good read!!

Tea for Two by Unknown_de_Mordor

Sasuke was pronounced a violin prodigy when he was seven, a genius virtuoso when he was twenty. As far as he was concerned, a jazz violinist shouldn’t hold a candle to him, should he? Then why couldn't he stop being obsessed with Uzumaki Naruto?

i love pining <33333 also i tend to prefer canon fics, but sometimes adult sns in a modern universe hits the spot

Armistice by surveycorpsjean

Sasuke is still here. Or maybe; love hasn't passed them yet.

i don't usually read any sns fics set in the Boruto universe, but this one gets a free pass. there's just something about it... i've probably read it like 10 times. it's really so amazing, and there were so many parts that had me legit screaming such as:

"Sasuke’s sharingan spins threateningly, and Naruto thinks of the Uchiha curse. They are burdened to love so intensely, so completely that the loss of it drives them into madness and power. They’re feared for the strength of their obsessions, scoffed at for their clinginess. Naruto must be wrong in the head, because the mere thought of it turns butterflies in his stomach."

spring days by sanguinedawns

Naruto rolls his eyes, knocking his shoulder into Sasuke’s sternum, “You manage fine on days without me.” Sasuke purposely says next, “You hardly know my woes.” “What now?”

i don't think i'll ever be able to make an sns fic rec post without including sanguinedawns, they're my fav sns author for a reason <3 this fic has everything: soft boys, idiots in love, team taka, STUDIO GHIBLI. such a gem!!!!

for more fic recs, u can always message me if you're looking for a specific fic or feel free to check out my sns fic spreadsheet!! it's just a silly spreadsheet compiled of almost every single sns fic i've ever read. i hope u enjoy!!! happy reading 🧚‍♀️