#my favorite fierce corpse

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undying devotion — a. ancunin

pairings: astarion ancunin x gn!reader

word count: 1.5k

synopsis: you have a very limited time to free everyone, including duke ravenguard, from the iron throne. It seems easy enough until you realize you may not make it out before gortash destroys the entire prison, and you along with it. and with your new but thriving relationship with your vampiric companion, you have more to lose than just your life.

warnings: angst, mega angst, main character death, spoilers for act 3 (specifically the iron throne quest), mentions of c*zador, resurrection, hurt/comfort, happy ending, maybe ooc astarion because I’m still getting used to writing these characters, lmk if I missed any!

a/n: hello my angels! I hope you all enjoy this short little angsty piece I came up with for everyones favorite vampire. anonymous requested some angst for astarion and I immediately thought of this moment that happened in my first playthrough of the game where the only person I couldn't get out of the iron throne was my tav. it was a scary moment until I remembered what my man withers was there for. the characters in the game don't actually have a reaction to tav not making it out so I came up with this. any feed back is greatly appreciated! <3

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Of all the battles fought between the crash of the Nautiloid ship and now, the Iron Throne is proving to be potentially the most perilous.

The plan had seemed simple when you all waited for the submersible to dock the underwater prison. Get in, free as many prisoners as possible, and get out. Of course the creatures guarding the prison would be an obstacle, but your party had defeated a plethora of foes before, how difficult could this mission be?

You all shared the sentiment, until the projection of Lord Enver Gortash had made an appearance.

“Aren’t you the intrepid little adventurer?” The man’s smug voice startled everyone aboard, shoulders growing tense and glares growing fierce. “Digging and diving where you don’t belong. And I thought we were friends.”

Astarion watched as you squared your shoulders, looking the projection right in the eyes. “Fuck you, Gortash.” The corner of his mouth twitched in amusement, but it didn’t last.

Gortash made it clear that if you continued on your quest, he would destroy the Iron Throne, and you all with it.

You had glanced back, communicating with Astarion, Halsin, and Karlach silently. Each of you wonder if this is worth the stakes. Worth all of the lives that could be lost if you failed. Then you looked at your captain, Redhammer the Deviser, and nodded for him to dock the ship.

“That was a mistake.” Gortash scowled. “When the corpses start to wash up on the shore, remember–you could have prevented all of this.”

There wasn’t much time after you docked to accomplish what you came for, so the four of you climbed the ladder with swiftness. The moment you stepped down, your tadpole began to wriggle as a familiar voice spoke to you.

“Halt. You must act with haste. Duke Ravenguard is held within these walls. He must be extracted.” It was unmistakably Omeluum, the mindflayer you’d made friends with in the Underdark.

You knew there was no time for questions. “Tell me what to do.”

“Duke Ravenguard is held in the security wing. Be careful, there are many hazards. This structure is collapsing. Act with speed, act with efficiency. Good luck.”

Swords, arrows and spells were used to get you all through the prison with haste. The Sahugin guards were inconvenient, but not the priority. You only attacked when they were in your way, and dodged them the rest of the time.

Astarion and Halsin were able to make it to Duke Ravenguard, freeing and healing him while also taking down the obstacles sent by Mizora. The security was the closest to the center of the ship and the two men made quick work of the guards still lingering there.

You and Karlach had each taken separate wings, hoping to free as many people as you could. Karlach freed the few prisoners in her wing before she came across Omeluum. Once he was freed, he was able to teleport the two of them back onto the submersible.

It was only as you fought your way through yours that you regretted not bringing someone else with you. The wing you took held the most prisoners and it seemed as if every guard your companions didn’t defeat decided to flock to the area.

Time was running out and you knew it. Your tadpole wriggled again.

“You must return. The prison will be destroyed any moment now.” Omeluum warned. His voice was monotone as any other mind flayer, but you could sense veiled concern.

You took one last look at the crowd of Sahugin in front of you, your heart pounding in your chest. You lacked enough energy to be able to misty step back to the entrance, and there was no time to look for a useful scroll.

“Did everyone make it on board?” You asked, slashing the guards in front of you.

“Indeed.”

You sighed, tears welling. “Then tell them I’m sorry.”

Astarion was the last to climb aboard the submersible after Halsin. Water sprayed onto the platform as the structure began to give way. Halsin reached down to grab his forearms, pulling him the rest of the way. He’d just barely began to search for you within the ship when Karlach spoke up.

“Where’s Tav?” She asked shakily, as if she had already realized the answer.

Astarion’s eyes widened, as did everyone’s. “No.” He whispered, darting over to the window.

There was a split second before the explosion, the force of it rumbling within the water. “No!” He cried, knees buckling as he collapsed.

Karlach slapped a hand over her mouth, tears already falling from her eyes like a waterfall. Halsin bowed his head, sad eyes closing as Astarion lets out a heart wrenching scream.

It didn’t matter to him that his companions had never seen him so distraught, not even after he’d delivered the killing blow to Cazador. No, this pain was entirely different.

This pain was like having his heart ripped out, then his soul extracted then his body mutilated. Every part of him ached in a way he didn’t know he was capable of feeling. Though it shouldn’t surprise him. In the time since meeting, you’d taught him many things about himself. And even in death it seems he’s still learning from you.

Astarion was more silent than Karlach and Halsin had ever seen him. As they received their reward from the Wavemother and talked to Duke Ravenguard, Astarion dragged behind them, silent tears escaping consistently.

Only once they reached camp did Astarion seem to return to his mind, paying no attention to the surprised and concerned stares from everyone else. He was only focused on storming over to the camps undead resident.

Withers did not looked fazed nor surprised by the vampires rage, closing the tome he had been focused on the staring blankly.

“Bring them back.” He demanded, voice thick with emotion. “Bring Tav back.”

Astarion faintly heard a few gasps from the crowd that had gathered behind him, the rest of the party hearing of your death for the first time.

The creatures hollow, echoed voice responded. “There is a cost to do so.”

Astarion’s jaw clenched. “What is it?”

“A matter of coin.” Withers replied simply.

A pale hand reached back into his travel pack to pull out the pouch of coin Astarion had collected throughout your travels. He shoved it against the undead’s chest. “Here!” He snarled. “Take it! Take all the coin we have, I don’t care how much it takes.”

Withers calmly opened the pouch, peaking inside. “That won’t be necessary. This is more than enough.” He said, dropping the pouch to the ground. “I recommend keeping thy distance for a moment.”

Everybody took a step back besides Astarion, only until Karlach placed a gentle hand on his shoulder and pulled.

Withers lifted a bony hand, speaking his words like a prayer. “By doom and dusk, I strike thy name from the archives. Rise!”

There was a brief flash of light that had everyone shielding their eyes. In a matter of seconds, you appeared, stumbling like you’d been thrown back on earth. Which, to your credit, is what it felt like.

Your breaths were quick and heavy as they had been in your final moments, and you patted your body to ensure you really were alive.

There wasn’t much time for you to linger in your thoughts before you were essentially tackled, toned arms coming around you in a crushing embrace. As you heard the sound of weeping, you registered that it was your love who had lunged at you.

A choked sound escaped your lips before you could even realize you yourself had started to cry, arms wrapping around Astarion’s torso.

Through your foggy eyes, you could faintly see your other companions standing a few feet away, some wiping tears and others smiling somberly at you. But they were far from your mind at the moment.

You could only focus on the man in your arms, the both of you collapsing to the ground. “My love.” He whimpered out, surely leaving fingernail markings with how hard he was gripping you. “My little love, I thought you gone for good.”

A watery chuckle escaped, one of your hands coming to lace within the white curls of his hair. “I’m so sorry, Star. Never. I could never leave you.” You sobbed.

His embraced loosened, hands traveling to your face and pulling your forehead against his. His crimson gazed peered into yours, full of desperation. As if he would never be able to look into them again.

“I have never known pain,” He whispered to you hoarsely. “Like what I felt when that wretched place exploded.”

Your lips quivered with another onslaught of emotions. You placed your own palms against his cheeks, thumbs stroking the smooth, alabaster skin. “I never would have made it on time.” You sniffed. “I’m sorry I put you through that.”

He shook his head lightly, removing his forehead and replacing it with his lips instead. He pressed a kiss there, then to your cheek, and then a final one to your lips, lingering again as if it would be the last kiss you would ever share. You only separated once oxygen became a concern.

“The others are waiting.” You sniffed, though you made no move to leave his side.

“Let them.” Astarion said, a small, relieved grin growing on his face. And you did.

The rest of the world could wait until the end of time for you to part from your Star.”

[wangxianficfinder]

In the mood for...

March 19th

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1. itmf

a) nhs and wwx friendship PLEASE, preferably with the same vibes as seen in crazy rich cultivators by shanaatoryteller (he called wwx by affectionate nicknames and was ready to throw down with lwj for him at the minor perceived slight), i just need nhs genuinely loving wwx in a non-shippy way

b) wwx support system! him having people who love and will help him in any way they can! him not having to shoulder so many burdens alone!

1A)

Story-Shaped by lingering_song (T, 13k, NHS & WWX, wangxian, Post-Canon, Chief Cultivator LWJ, Inventor WWX, Found Family, NHS needs a new hobby, And apparently that’s spoiling his Wei-Xiong, Mentioned Character Death, Alcohol, Protective NHS, WangXian Endgame, Not JC Friendly, Not particularly gentry sects friendly overall tbh) NHS finds WWX post-Untamed canon & helps him

🔒 like mayflies wandering series by RoseThorne (E, 21k, NHS & WWX, wangxian, Assassination Attempt(s), Introspection, Regret, Travel, Post-Canon, POV Third Person, POV WWX, Ghosts, Reconciliation, Exhaustion, Pining, Pre-Wangxian, Pining, Feelings Realization, Illnesses, ennui, Found Family, Porn Reading, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Manipulation, Manipulative NHS, Memories, WWX Needs a Hug, Pining WWX, Friendship, NHS Is A Little Shit, Qi Deviation, Resentful Energy, PTSD, Panic Attacks, Triggers, Fainting, Anal Sex, Getting Together, Love Confessions, Grief/Mourning)

1B)

拨云见日 by RoseThorne (G, 1k, WangXian,. Post-Canon, Justice, Anger, Sect Leader Yáo Bashing, Cultivation Discussion Conferences, Restitution, Self-Indulgent, POV Third Person, POV WWX)

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2. I wish to know what fics you're especially excited to read next from your TBR!

Something at the Door by Pip (Moirail) (E, 50k, WangXian, Modern with Magic, Modern Cultivation, background 3zun, Background Yi City trio, Intrusive Thoughts, Horror, Suicidal Thoughts, Temporary Character Death, Blood, Explicit Sexual Content, Mutual Pining, Angst with a Happy Ending, Mystery, Urban Fantasy) this one got recced by a friend on discord and it looked soooo interesting but time is not on my side

the past drifts away with the waves by thelastdboy (E, 52k, wangxian, WWX & Wen remnants, LWJ & LSZ & WWX, WIP, graphic depictions of violence, major character death, canon divergence, fall of lotus pier, major characger undeath, YZY being an asshole, implied/referenced child abuse, minor character death, major character injury, amputation, loss of limbs, transformation, merpeople, fierce corpse WWX, kind of, merperson WWX, resentful creature WWX, undead WWX, riverspirit WWX, it gets worse before it gets better, heavy angst w happy ending, no sunshot, hurt/comfort, politics, not cultivation world friendly, slow burn, getting together, revenge, demonic cultivation, WWX pov, dark WWX, monsterfucker LWJ, wen remnants live, sect leader WQ)

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3. Hey, I was wondering if there are any fics, after the whole story, where Wangxian's relationship with JC is extensive /repaired? @mihashi-kun

❤️ Attempting the Impossible by Ariaste for williedustice (T, 36k, WangXian, JC & WWX, Post-Canon, Yunmeng Bros Reconciliation, Adoption, Family Fluff, Kid fic, Family drama, Fluff, 🔒[PODFIC] Attempting the Impossible by Ariaste by lunatique)

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4. Heellloooo <3 for the next itmf im looking for fics where wwx is lwj’s favorite person/best friend (apart from also being a couple/in love) like lwj seeking wwx out and looking for him, wanting to spend time with him, being shamelessly friends with him, and everybody knows that they’re a package deal

I Wish You Would by brooklinegirl (E, 51k, wangxian, LWJ FUCKS, jerking off, so much jerking off, wangxian/others, but OTP endgame, "straight" boy WWX, Modern Setting) is a friends-to-lovers with a nice friendship at its core. Focus is definitely on their path into a sexual relationship, though, it's not just about being friends, in case that isn't what you're looking for.

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5. Please give me some serious self harming fics. Real angst. I don't care if people think me cringe or weird for wanting therapy and comfort from a fanfiction, but I've been feeling self destructive lately and the deeper and deeper cuts on my arms are a testament to it. I cannot ground myself. I've been too alone and lonely lately. I love reading. Please give me some ground to sit down for a while

Twin Demons of Mò by XiaoFeiFei (M, 358k, MXY & WWX, WangXian, Implied/Referenced Suicide, Injury, Abuse, Twin Demons of Mo, MXY Lives, Major Character Injury, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm, Angst, Minor Character Death, Angst with a Happy Ending, Character Death, Minor Implied/Referenced Incest, Implied/Referenced Torture, Near Death, Near Death Experiences, Canon Divergence, Self-Harm, Found Family, Sexual Abuse, Rape/Non-con Elements, POV Alternating)

could also check the Heavy Angst comp, there's sure to be something there

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6. Hello I'm here for wwx protection squad dynamics. Like I want fics where wwx doesn't have to do anything, before he wants anything or before anyone could do to harm him or anything, there are people defending him and keeping him safe.

🧡 the stone-filled sea by yukla (T, 9k, WangXian, LSZ & WWX, Post-Canon, senior wei defense squad, [Podfic] the stone-filled sea by yukla by Beria1021, the stone-filled sea [Podfic] by BrickGrass)

💖Teen Project to Change the World animeloverhomura (Not rated, 810k, wangxian, JYL/JZX, WIP, Watching the Show, With a bit of the Manhua and Book thrown in, scharacters watching the future, BAMF WWX, Fix-It, JGS is his own warning, Attractive WWX, Homophobia, disturbing imagery)

Song of Joy and Regrets by HelloKitten (Not Rated, 134k, wangxian, hualian, WIP, TGCF, Angst, Self-Harm, Child Abuse, characters watching their series, Time Travel Fix-it)

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7. Hello!!!!!!! Love all the hard work you put into this blog! I’m in the mood for fics featuring wangxian growing together, like fics with adorable kids wangxian and then awkward preteen wangxian and then finally growing into their skins young adult wangxian and all that

Thxxxxx

soft-hearted by sarahyyy (G, 6k, WangXian, Childhood Friends, Hurt/Comfort, Getting Together, First Kiss, Wedding Fluff)

Hope series by RoseThorne (T, 57k, wangxian, WWX & YZY, WWX & JFM, WWX & JYL, YZY/JFM, JC & WWX, LQR & WWX, LXC & JYL, Madam Jin & YZY, LQR & JFM, LXC & LWJ, Transmigration, Time Travel Fix-It, Illnesses, Family, Scars, Memory Loss, Angst, Crying, Music, Nosebleed, Fear, Recovery, Nightmares, Sharing a Bed, Flirting, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Good Parent YZY, Referenced Sexual Slavery, Blood and Gore, Monsters, Sexual Tension, betrothal, Arranged Marriage, Grief, Adoption, POV Third Person, POV Alternating, Implied/Referenced Abuse, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Good Parent LQR, Clairvoyance, Butterfly Effect, Kid Fic, Epistolary, Food, Secrets, Resentful Energy, Cultivation Sect Politics, Character Death)

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8. Hello! ITMF blind!Wei Wuxian? Canon or modern. thank you!

🧡 close your eyes, feel my heartbeatby ThatDesiGirl (T, 11k, WangXian, blind!WWX, Angst with a Happy Ending, Rewriting Canon, not a fix-it but a what-if, Golden Core Transfer) WWX is blind, but MXY isn't

The Darkness Before Dawn by PsycheStellata707 (M, 113k, WIP, WangXian, Angst with a Happy Ending, Time Travel Fix-It, Canon Divergence, BAMF WWX, Time Travel, Attempt at Humor, PTSD, Oblivious WWX, WWX-centric, Blind WWX, Sentient Burial Mounds, Self-Indulgent, Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Oblivious Pining, Not Canon Compliant) link in #16

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9. hiiii hope you all are well!!! I'm itmf your favorite memory loss/amnesia fics pls! thank u and have a lovely day 🩷 @loveshinesbrightly

Love Song In Reverse by timetoboldlygo (T, 237k, WangXian, Amnesia, Canon Divergence, Angst with a Happy Ending, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Non-Sexual Intimacy, Falling In Love, Slow Burn, agressively mixing and matching novel and cql canon, No Homophobia, Mentions of Starvation, Parental WWX)

🧡 the river brought you here by chilianxianzi (Not Rated, 11k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, POV Outsider, Amnesia, Past abuse, Strangulation, Found Family)

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10. hii! for imtf: anything with true loves kiss or something really sad (or both) (no omegaverse pls). thank you!!

🧡 Weep You No More, Sad Fountains by athena_crikey (T, 48k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Fix-it fic, Whump, Curses, Fever, Delirium, Stabbing, Loneliness, Confessions) It's only a small moment, but a curse is lifted with a kiss

what else is there? by mme_anxious (T, 13k, wangxian, Canon Divergence, Swan Princess AU, Everybody Lives, who isn't already dead, Magic, Animal Transformation, Curses, Angst, Humor, Happy Ending, Kissing)

This Lantern Shines For You by apollonie (M, 10k, wangxian, Hanahaki Disease, Angst with a Happy Ending, Post-Canon, Pining WWX, WWX Needs a Hug, LWJ is a Disaster Gay)

with such a suffering, such a deadly life by cqlorphan (T, 7k, wangxian, post-canon, curses, curse breaking, getting together, angst w/ happy ending, fluff, hurt/comfort, affection, touch-starved LWJ, LWJ whump, cuddling & snuggling, love confessions)

a safe pair of hands by occultings (microcomets) (E, 11k, WangXian, Mutual Pining, Hurt/Comfort, Whump, Body Worship, Post-Canon, Case Fic, Sharing a Bed, Getting Together, First Time, Curses, Intimacy, Touch-Starved, Touch-Starved LWJ)

Turn Left by kianspo (M, 204k, WangXian, NieLan, Canon Divergence, Fix-It of Sorts, Friends to Lovers, eventually, references to child sexual abuse, not main characters, Neurodivergent LWJ, Slow Build, Lán Family Feels, specifically, Twin Jades of Lán Feels, lwj-centric, Twin Jades of Lán Dynamics, Somebody Lives/Not Everyone Dies, Angst with Happy Ending) it's kind of true love's kiss adjacent?

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11. Hi! I was curious if there were any fics like, Seven Second to the End? Where basically Wei Wuxian sought out Lan Wangji as soon as he woke up in mxy body or there wasn’t the elaborate pretending to be mxy on wwx side?

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12. heyy hope you're doing good! do you know any fics that are similar to 'and the calm is deep where the quiet waters flow'?

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13. Are there anymore fics like " heaven has no rage " by flipfloppandas ?

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14. Hi! For itmf does anyone know of any Yunmeng-bros fics where they have a good relationship and Wei Wuxian returns to Yunmeng Jiang after his resurrection? Thank you so much!

❤️ By Any Other Name by ShanaStoryteller (Not Rated, 31k, Wangxian, Canon Divergence, Crossdressing, Misunderstandings, Identity Porn, Identity reveal)

The Twin Blades of Yunmeng by GhostySword, ofmindelans (T, 89k, JC & WWX, wangxian, JC/NHS, Canon Divergence, Yunmeng Brothers Reconciliation, BAMF JC, protective LWJ, Golden Core Reveal, Swords and Feelings, WWX Resurrection, Canon-Typical Violence, Angst with a Happy Ending, Slow Burn, Embedded Images, Sect Leader QS)

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15. ITMF cultivators having super senses? Like heightened eyesight, hearing, strength, etc. There is a sentinel/guide fic I really enjoyed, “Hyperprosexia” by malkinmalkout, that dealt with heightened senses and I would love more like that. Thank you so much!

Zhalyn series by meiqi (Silver_Shadow_09) (T, 16k, wangxian, WWX & WQ, LWJ & WQ, WWX & WN, WN & WWX & LWJ & WQ, Hurt/Comfort, Hopeful Ending, Golden Core, Golden Core Reveal, But not how you think, OP WWX, one self-sacrificial idiot and his two emotionally constipated best friends, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Madam Yu's A+ Parenting, Canon Divergence, Location: Cloud Recesses, Location: Lotus Pier, Good Friend WQ, Doctor WQ, Good Friend LWJ, Case Fic, LanWenWei besties - now with two Wens, Self-Discovery, WQ is So Done, LWJ Has Friends, Cinnamon Roll WN, Good Friend WQ, Good Friend WN, Team as Family, Annoying WWX) wwx has even stronger senses than most cultivators in this

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16. Hello again! Thank you for your recs!

I was wondering if you could rec some fics with sentient burial mounds, like- them being protective of wwx, sort of treating him like- either as the master/chosen/hier of burial mounds or something? Or any story with ghosts/spirits being protective of wwx or treating him as a sort of leader or something? Just want some wwx & supernatural goodness lol.

Also, any fics with wwx being sort of like- strangely in tune with nature? And maybe people being freaked out by his connection to the nature or dead. Like - cryptid vibes wwx lol

Thank you!!!

in the blossom season (in the pouring rain) by varnes (M, 13k, WangXian, Modern with Magic, [Podfic of] in the blossom season (in the pouring rain) by exmanhater)

What Lies Beneath These Hallowed Woods by meekome (M, 10k, WIP, WangXian, Sentient Burial Mounds, of the cosmic horror variety, Eldritch WWX, Monster WWX, Body Horror, Eventual Happy Ending, after a lot of whump Fix-It, Canon Divergence, WWX's Three Months in the Burial Mounds, Hurt WWX, Blood and Injury, but he gets better I swear, Suicidal Thoughts, WWX Lacks Self-Preservation Instincts, Protective LWJ, BAMF WWX, YLLZ WWX, YLLZ LWJ, Sunshot Campaign, Communication, Married WangXian)

The Darkness Before Dawn by PsycheStellata707 (M, 113k, WIP, WangXian, Angst with a Happy Ending, Time Travel Fix-It, Canon Divergence, BAMF WWX, Time Travel, Attempt at Humor, PTSD, Oblivious WWX, WWX-centric, Blind WWX, Sentient Burial Mounds, Self-Indulgent, Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Oblivious Pining, Not Canon Compliant)

To Be Named by Suibian_613 (T, 39k, WangXian, XuanLi, Canon Divergence, Out of Character, WQ is out of character, Everyone is probably ooc, canonical violence, Canonical Character Death, JYL lives, Somewhat Sentient Burial Mounds, WN and JC Rivalry, Sibling Rivalry)

Blood of the Black Earth by wirevix (M, 48k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Xuánwǔ of Slaughter Cave, Sunshot Campaign, Sad with a Happy Ending, Ghost WWX, Monster WWX, Canonical Character Death, Although not at the canonical time, Grief/Mourning, Good Sibling JC, Horror)

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17. Hello! I'm looking for fics with:-

A) rich wwx!! As in- he's like rich af, but people don't know it? Like he's very normal about it but doesn't advertise the fact that he could buy everything he wants. I'd also like if he's big on donating, or just helping people in general and stuff.

B) wwx doing dangerous stuff like volunteering in places with natural disasters/civil unrest, etc. Him being very into activism and stuff

C) jealous sizhui...like- he's jealous of wwx paying attention to other kids and stuff. Maybe something like- wwx thinks sizhui has lwj as father figure, doesn't remember him, or maybe he'll be bothered if wwx acts too familiar or something? So he keeps his distance. It could be a modern au too, or any fic where wwx adopts other kids/is a mentor figure to them/has close relationship with them and sizhui is jealous of that??

I appreciate you taking the time to do this!

17A)

Come Around and Stay by trippednfell (M, 160k, wangxian, modern, slow burn, kid fic, found family, it gets worse before it gets better, PTSD, blood and injury, dissociation, trauma, angst w happy ending, musicals, alternating pov, JC & WWX reconciliation, hurt/comfort, panic attacks)

Sizhui's Smiles by RenaFair (T, 11k, wangxian, Possessive Behavior, A/B/O, Alpha LWJ, Omega WWX, Alpha LSZ, Mpreg, Minor Child Character Death, Read the summary between the lines) it has dark Sizhui jealous over wangxian's new baby

17C)

Rotten Work by ShanaStoryteller (Not Rated, 63k, WangXian, WWX & JL, Post-Canon, Protective WWX, Protective JL, Yunmeng Bros Reconciliation, Reluctant Matchmaker JL)

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[wilderness-of-thoughts]

Before:

There was only one time Gojo yelled at you seriously. It was about two months after Geto died. Gojo kept up appearances that he didn't care much about the fact that he had to kill his friend. The loneliness, the pain, the sense of meaninglessness. Of course, all of this seemed to weigh him down less when he was working. So he worked harder.

"Do you also feel like Mr. Gojo is different lately?" Ijichi wiped the sweat from his forehead. You were in Brazil, at the height of the equator, the sun at its zenith burning your skin. You and your coworker were waiting in a stuffy room for Gojo.

"Myhym, but I'm sure he doesn't want us to see that. Let's pretend we're being fooled." You said, fanning yourself with a piece of paper.

"When was the last time we were in Japan?"

"It will soon be a month..." Your voice was tired, you had bags under your eyes and dry mouth. Ijichi was in no better shape. You were both like two exhausted mutts running after their master. It should be added that the whole master became a workaholic. As strange as it may sound, Gojo was simply letting off steam. And he probably did it poorly.

Ijichi saw Gojo's facade, and you saw it perfectly. You saw the ugly mask he put on every day, how he forced himself to smile. And when he said "I'll take care of everything, after all I'm the strongest" you felt like smacking him once and for all in that empty head of his.

Assuming there was a ladder nearby, and the barrier that protected himself 24/7 would somehow disappear.

"My dear slaves, daddy's back!" Satoru announced, opening the door to the room you were sitting in. He was grinning, holding a bag of three kebabs. He didn't tease, he didn't cause mischief, he pretended to be happy... You and Ijichi were presenting the results of your investigation into the curse. Gojo listened.

Gojo behaved as he should, like a shining, sparkling, pure hero of all time. He pretended to be what they wanted to see in him. A role model. You pressed your lips together tightly as you looked at his suffering.

"So maybe we should go to Peru now?" He asked, sitting between you, sticking his fork into the meat.

"But there is no work in Peru..." Ijichi whined pitifully.

"Yet~... Just because we don't have information about a curse doesn't mean we won't find one there~! I'll book to us plane tickets right away..." Gojo didn't accept any objections, he didn't look at you both as if you didn't exist... Or rather, as if he existed on a tracing paper superimposed on reality. And that's how he felt... Idiot.

∆∆∆

There was a curse in Peru, as well as in Paraguay, Ecuador, Mexico. If only you had done it the way you always do - slowly: finding time to travel, get to know the place, visit a few museums and restaurants. Gojo was working at top speed as if time was pressing on him. And you just... Dying from exhaustion while trying to follow in his footsteps.

It is no wonder that sooner or later an accident had to occur that once and for all woke Gojo from his trance. Ijichi made a protective barrier, you were on guard outside the building, and Gojo fought. He wanted this curse to be a challenge. He restricted himself, toyed with it, pissed it off so it would attack him more fiercely.

He was sure he was alone. That's why when you suddenly appeared at the end of the corridor and shot an arrow at him. He froze. Not because you were shooting, but because you were there. Among the piles of torn stumps, corpses, remnants of defeated curses, and humans fluids.

The arrow struck the target behind him, destroying the small flying curse on the spot. The cursed bow was your favorite weapon. Gojo himself had given it to you years ago, when Geto was still...

"Satoru! Run!" you screamed with terror in your eyes. Why did he have to run? A wry smile twisted his lips. "The building's about to collapse!"

Everything else went so fast.

The floor collapsed beneath feet.

Gojo was immediately at your side, but... He couldn't touch you. His own barrier was so condensed, so strong, that it simply trapped him in an invisible bubble from the entire world - from you.

Rocks fell from above, hurting your skin, Gojo tried to cover you with his body while struggling with his power. Something crunched.

His heart?

No...

Those were your bones...

∆∆∆

At that moment Gojo no longer had the strength to smile. To pretend. He sat with his head hanging, staring blankly at the tiles at his feet as you suffered behind the door to Shoko's office. The doctor had to "put you back together" before she could cure you, so it wasn't quiet. He could hear the beeping of the equipment and your scream. You pass out from the pain and awakened from the pain. Broken bones, wounded skin, exhausted organism... It was all his fault.

...

"Don't heal her completely," he said finally, entering the room. From the movements of the cursed energy Shoko, he could sense that she was already in the final stages of healing you.

"But why?" Shoko lifted herself up from the bed you were lying on. Sweaty, with dried blood on face, breathing heavily. "I'm almost done-"

"STOP HEALING HER!" He shouted, clenching his fists, digging his nails into his own skin. Shoko looked at him, frowning in surprise, the silence had lasted too long.

After a brief exchange of shouting, she finally gave in and walked out of the office, leaving you in a state you could have recovered from on your own with just a little time.

Gojo approached you without a word with a bottle of water. You didn't even realize how thirsty you were. You drank it all and wanted more. Then you finally opened your eyes.

"...-jo... What day is it? You have a meeting at the end of the month with..." He wasn't listening. He heard your weak voice, saw you small breathing. You'll survive. You'll be fine. You'll get better... And then he'll buy you food. Whatever you want, he'll eat even the most spicy food in the world. All to make you laugh.

No.

You're smiling... Even now. You weren't afraid for yourself when you entered that building, but for him...You forgot about his barrier. You always forgot the obvious. And now after waking up... You were thinking about his life.

"I'm firing you." He whispered quietly, putting his hands in his pockets so you wouldn't notice how much he was shaking.

"Huh?"

"I'm firing you." He repeated louder. The words hurt him, but he knew he should have done it years ago.

"Oh..." Gojo saw clearly the moment you understood the meaning of what he said. Your energy boiled. There was so little of it that he could compare it to a small dessert spoon boiling with anger and disbelief. "I disagree! You can't fire me! Who will take care of y-?!"

"you're hopeless." His words were full of venom, suffering and rage. "Weak! You miraculously lived to see your age! You're a pain in the ass! A parasite! A pathetic worm I could..." He shouted, insulted you, called you names, felt his eyes getting wet under the bandages. He didn't want to accept the fact that he was crying, so he turned his back on you. He didn't even know what words he was using to describe you. He knew that all of those... All of those words... He was thinking about himself.

He was hopeless because he didn't save his only friend. He was weak because he allowed you to get hurt. And you... You sat and cried, hearing words full of venom and hatred. You never deserved them. You should be the one yelling at him. Insulting him. Humiliating him. Laughing at how pathetic he is.

And it happened just as he said. He fired you.

You used the three months it took you to get back in shape to sleep, catch up on anime, and updates on your games. And for reading. Your apartment was a mess, rejection slips were strewn across the table. You tried to get a job with another sorcerer, but every single one rejected you. You were certain that Satoru was behind this. He pulled the strings and there was no place for you in the world of jujutsu.

He forgot one thing though.

You knew him better than he wanted.

One day, when you told yourself it was time to get back into the game, you went straight to him. He was sitting in his office at school. His students were training on the field, and Yaga was somewhere in the city. Your energy was always small, almost imperceptible, so it's no wonder it was easy to miss you.

Gojo didn't expect to ever see you again. He suffered more and hid it harder. He said how good it was that he didn't have to worry about you anymore. But... He probably knew all your photos by heart. A shelf with gifts from you appeared in his safe. It was right next to the shelf where he kept Geto memorabilia.

So when you stood in the doorway of his office with a face as if nothing had happened. As if you had caught him slacking off at work again, his heart sank. You were supposed to return to the society of normal people, live a long happy life! Fall in love, have children, and die in your own bed surrounded by a garland of grandchildren!

"Here..." You said, handing him the bundle. His body reacted on its own, he lunged at your gift without taking his eyes off you. Black blindfold. "I made it myself."

"why...?" Why did you come back? Why are you wearing a business suit? Why....

"Because with those bandages on your head you look like a mummy. Almost." You raised an eyebrow, resting your hand on your hip. "Moreover, I'm looking for a job and from what I know there is one idiot who has a vacancy."

"...Y/n..." His tone was pleading. He wanted so badly to agree and refuse at the same time.... He watched you approach the filing cabinet, clutched the black headband in his hand as you pulled out the briefcase. He was afraid to react as you take out the employment contract.

"You owe me dinner. A proper dinner. And an apology to Shoko." You said as you signed the employment contract with him. "Throw me out and fire me as much as you want, and I'll still come back. You may be number one among sorcerers, but I'm the best at taking care of the best." You smiled, and colors and sounds came back to Gojo's empty world. He hugged you tightly and buried his head in your neck. He swore to himself that he would never defend himself with a barrier against you again. The thought that he would never be able to touch you again... "Hey hey, I miss you too. But you know.... You're suffocating... Me...." You patted him on the back, but he didn't listen. He hugged you tightly.

The blindfold was shitty. But he loved it anyway. He had all the others sewn exactly based on the one you gave him, and he always kept the original with him.

∆∆∆

Bang. Bang. Bang.

"Are you done?!" Mini Gojo stood outside your bathroom door.

"A moment!" You shouted hiding your face in your hands.

"No!" Bang, bang, bang. "Where's my blindfold?!"

"I said I'd give it to you when it finishes drying!"

...

Bang.

"Fuck! Satoru! Let me take a shit in peace!"

"My sweet Y/n, I'm glad your intestines are working properly! But I reeeaally need my blindfold!" Bang. "I miss it here!"

And this is just the beginning of the day... You feel that it will only get worse.

"Y/n?! Are you done? Y/n!"

...

Ehhhh....

[fnvminorcharacterpoll]

Congratulations to the winner of the best minor character in Fallout: New Vegas,

That's right Beatrix, who doesn't? Our voters sure do! They pinched and squealed with you all the way to the grandest prize of all from a humble seventh seed. You went up against some profoundly tough competition such as Siri and No-Bark Noonan, but you won every single one of your bracket match-ups by a significant margin, even when it came down to ghoul-versus-ghoul for all the marbles. The numbers don't lie: wherever you went, people followed and rejoiced in your name. Nobody stood a chance. And now you can relax, kick back, swig some absinthe at the Wrangler, and bask in your ultimate victory.

Thank you sincerely to everyone who voted, followed along, became designated cheerleaders, and laughed and joked and fiercely debated throughout this whole thing, which itself began as something of a lark. I made this tournament for two reasons: spite for lesser and worse tournament blogs that either didn't seed their brackets properly or got called off when things didn't go the T.O.'s way, and determination to prove the simple point that every character is somebody's favorite character. The most unlikely of candidates became dark horses in the race, achieving unlikely success in the polls even if they didn't make it to the finals: consider Big Beard and Little Beard, Deputy Beagle, and our bloc of notable corpses. People were adding on to every post, screaming in the tags, and making submissions about why the most random characters -- characters with barely any discussion or artwork in their tumblr tags -- deserve, if not the gold, then your attention if even for a moment. On this front, I am more than satisfied. Thank you all for such a fun time, and check out my FNV fancomic @ikroah if you get the chance. There's lots of minor characters in that.

Love ya, --@fallout-lou-begas, your T.O.

Fallout: New Vegas Minor Character Poll Final Standings:

[baileythebean]

Analysis post about: Ako! 🦋

⚠️WARNING⚠️ Trigger Warnings: brief mentions of kidnapping, threats, death threats, human experimentation, violence, blood/gore?? (Not heavy), trauma, transphobia

General Warning: Ako is an OC for Jujutsu Kaisen. He is also a relatively new OC and I have the ability to alter him as I consume more of the plot to make him more plot-accurate. I have only seen the 2 animated seasons of JJK as well as the movie and have only read a limited amount of the manga after that. That being said, this OC’s WHOLE EXISTENCE does not revolve around being plot-accurate OR what YOU think would be plot-accurate. I do take suggestions and ideas for lore and design since he is still under development, but keep in mind that he is MY OC and that gives ME the right to alter him as I see fit. Thanks for reading, OC analysis below the cut! ⬇️

BASIC FACTS: Name: Ako Komaniya

Birthday: October 12th (Libra)

Age: 13 - 23 throughout his appearances in the plot

Gender: Male - Transmasc - FtM

Pronouns: He/Him/His

Sexuality: Demisexual - Abrosexual

Romantic Orientation: Demiromantic

Height: 5’5 - 165 cm

Conditions/Illnesses?: Vitiligo

Favorite food: Strawberry Shortcake

Favorite animal: Raccoons - Cats

AFFILIATIONS / RELATIONSHIPS TO CANON (what they are to him)

Mahito - Captor (negative)

Choso Kamo - Lover/Crush (positive)

Satoru Gojo - Acquaintance (positive)

Hanami / Kenjaku / Dagon - Friends (?) (neutral)

Jogo - acquaintance (negative)

Eso / Kechizu / Yuji Itadori - Little brothers (positive)

He isn’t familiar with the rest of the cast, or just doesn’t know them personally!

DESCRIPTION

A young man of average height, with fluffy black and white hair. He has brown skin which is pale-splotched by vitiligo, and thick black and white streaked lashes. His eyes are pale blue-grey and pupil-less. He has his ears pierced in numerous places, and his nails are painted black most of the time. He has a trad goth/soft goth aesthetic. His clothing varies. He has undergone top surgery, and is on testosterone, but no bottom surgery.

DRAWING REFS (so far)

Clothes are very plain in these refs but I promise you he’s more interesting than this

LORE SUMMARY (by timeline of actual time, not in order the episodes/seasons are in.)

Ako first appears briefly in the choir practice room, in the arc where Gojo and Geto are trying to rescue the Star Plasma Vessel, Riko. They are in an all-girls school when Gojo barges in and everyone starts to fawn over him (except Riko and Ako.) Ako still presents as female and is 12 at this time.

The next time he appears, he presents as male and is 19 years old. This is when Mahito is about to use him as an experiment, but refrains from killing him because he’d ’make better as an art piece than a corpse.’ Because of his skin and his inumanly high pain tolerance. Mahito spares him in exchange for his silent compliance to his every command, his looks on display, and basic chores done around the place all the curses are staying. He still ends up hurt, like a LOT, but never dead. Mahito pretty much just sees what works and disfigures him before rearranging him again. His ‘art’ qualities are his only reassurance when Mahito places a hand on his body and he tells himself that he wouldn’t end up a disfigured, bloody mess like all Mahito’s other toys.

He eventually learns how to live alongside curses and avoid conflict with the wrong one. He quite likes making conversation with Kenjaku and Hanami, who makes him little flowers occasionally. He gets away with being passive-aggressive towards Jogo because Mahito thinks it’s funny. Dagon is on the receiving end of pats from him all the time because he finds the little octopus-blob cute. He’s still terrified of Mahito, but learns to live with that.

Enter, Choso. Choso stays with the curses for a bit, being one to thank Ako for his work. Ako admires how fiercely he cares for his brothers and was hurt to hear when Eso and Kechizu had died. To Ako, Choso was the most human contact (even if only half-human) he’d had in years, and he somehow felt safer to be around than everyone else. Ako was under his protection at Shibuya until his fight with Yuji. Ako found him breaking down after the fight, and immediately got Choso back on his feet and towards the battlefield. He ultimately made his loyalty clear to Choso over Kenjaku in the end, and just tried not to die. (He has no cursed techniques.)

AFTER THAT I’M JUST PRETENDING THEY LIVED A NORMAL HAPPY LIFE TOGETHER LALALALA IDK WHAT UR TALKING ABOUT, EVERYONE IS ALIVE AND HAPPY WHAT JJK ARE YALL READING???

I’m kidding, Ako never got to tell Choso he loved him. And he regretted it. BADLY. (Angst whoop-dee-doo)

CHOSOAKO FLUFF / SILLY ART TO MAKE UP FOR THE ANGSTY BIT

(The pen drawings were done by @ask-sora-aguilar! My internet dad, check his blog out!)

I would also like to note, for artistic purposes, that Ako has like, no muscles. Choso is like huge and angular and muscular, but Ako is just kinda all soft curves and smooth edges and I’m here for that

[poorlittleyaoyao]

re: NHS’s vengeance plan (or lack thereof), and how he’s sabotaging his own sect with exaggerated incompetence purely on the grounds of “this will inconvenience JGY and also reduce expectations for me, so if one day I do take action, hypothetically, he won’t see me coming!” since he has no proof of wrongdoing for years…

This choice is arguably MORE deranged in CQL canon, because my least favorite scene of Fatal Journey establishes that he does have proof that JGY killed his brother! He knows that the song JGY taught him wasn’t Cleansing! And since it’s CQL canon, where Turmoil is an obviously different tune and NMJ simply doesn’t know what music is, NHS could have just played Turmoil within earshot of any Lan and raised eyebrows.

(“Why do you know that song, Nie-zongzhu?”

“ohhhhh yes I know this is a secret Lan technique but we were all trying so hard to help poor Da-ge so San-ge taught this to me 🥺”

“You PLAYED this for him?”

“yes I did my very best to play Cleansing but it just wasn’t good enough! 🥺”

“Nie-zongzhu, this isn’t Cleansing. You shouldn’t even know this song.”

“Whaaaaaat??? 🤯 but San-ge said!!!! 🥺”)

And sure, maybe he suspects LXC as an accompliance for that very reason! But is he going to distrust ALL of the Lan? Someone would go and check the Forbidden Library and find those score pages missing.

So CQL NHS is out here with concrete proof that something weird happened there, and decides to still spend more than a decade being bad at his job on purpose so he can… gather evidence that he already has.

(And then if you REALLY lean into CQL peculiarities, NMJ isn’t a rampaging fierce corpse who had to be suppressed via dismemberment; they confusingly say that he “went missing” after his qi deviation, so the discovery of his corpse in Yi City is the first concrete proof that he’s actually dead. It’d make complete sense for NHS to cry and wail that da-ge isn’t REALLY dead, you can’t make him believe that, where is your proof? etc etc, so it’s CRUEL of you to expect him to take the rulership that rightfully belongs to his brother! He could’ve refused to take the title and put someone else in charge of sect business! Or he could have actually done a decent job (albeit in a way that was super compliant with whatever Jinlintai wants) on the stated grounds that he doesn’t want his brother to be mad at him “when he gets back,” which will have everyone doubting his faculties but in a much more sympathetic light than they do when they just think he’s incompetent. What are you doing, CQL Huaisang! You are an enigma!)

[sunshine-for-serotonin]

One of my favorite Erik hcs is that he would love to have a mini book club with you. Just sitting together comfortably for hours, reading to each other AND discussing the books.

Also his favorite book would be Frankenstein, argue with the wall.

Note: I put some nsfw notes at the end of each passage. Also, art belongs to nipuni!

I hope you weren’t expecting to have any personal space while you’re reading with Erik- you could have started of with you sitting on a chair in his lounge, book in hand and a candle burning on the table next to you, but Erik will get you to come to the settee and cuddle with him by any means necessary.

Novel!Erik: If you are the one reading to Erik, he’s completely stretched out on top of you with his face tucked into the crook of your neck and his arms around you in one way or another. The sound of your voice soothes Erik in ways he didn’t even think were possible until he kidnapped met you. Oh sweet (y/n), you were so good to your Erik, so kind, he doesn’t ever want to leave your grasp! Cuddling himself closer to you if it’s possible, Erik listens to the gentle beat of your pulse through your neck and feels himself melt as one of your hands moves away from the book to thread through his hair and trace his spine, a small, happy, moan leaving his throat. He can hardly focus on what you’re saying, to blissed out by your presence and how your actually are allowing him, a living corpse, to touch you! You don’t even seem bothered by his face pressing against your soft skin! Truly, this is one of Erik’s favorite ways to spend time with you. Once you are done reading to him, Erik is more than happy to discuss the novel with you! You’re still not getting out of his grasp though. He’ll pull out some tea leafs to soothe your throat and some fruit he purchased beforehand and you can both cuddle together while you and he discuss the authors reasons for writing the story in the first place, how the events of the time period may have influenced the story, the way the characters interact with one another, anything you want!! Just hold Erik as close as possible and he’ll be as gentle as a lamb and as loving as a puppy to it’s master. Like he wouldn’t be that loving with you anyway.

On a more nsfw note, NEVER read erotica of any kind to Erik if you want a calm night. You’ll just be going along in your book, Erik acting as a human blanket(even though he doesn’t give off much body heat), you’re pretty sure that he’s smelling you too, if the deep inhales through his nasal cavity followed by soft and contented sounds is anything to go by, when all of a sudden a sex scene pops up in your book. Deciding to woman up and forgo your embarrassment, you continue to read the passage out loud. Immediately you can feel Erik’s body stiffen and his breathing stutter. Initially you just brush it off as the embarrassment that you had found this book in his collection as you continue to read out loud, feeling Erik press himself into you further with every word that leaves your mouth. After a few seconds more, you can feel his breathing pattern change again, no longer stuttering, but now quick and deep; taking in your scent by the lungful with fierce need(unbeknownst to you). And then the shifting starts. Subtly, to the point that you can barely tell, Erik begins to move his thighs together from his position in between your legs. You can feel Erik’s erection rubbing against you, as well as how he’s absolutely burning with heat, from his ears all the way down to his arms that he has wrapped around your waist. Small pants and whimpers left Erik’s mouth as he full on started to grind against you, turning his head so that he was facing your neck and trailing hot open mouth kisses all over your throat in an effort to stimulate you.

“Please, Erik needs, oh please, Erik needs his (Y/N)! Please! Erik needs his (Y/N)’s touch, her taste! He needs her!”

Erik absolutely wails in desperation as you pause from reading to trail one of your hands down his sides and then up towards his back, resting briefly on his tailbone as you smirked down at him before returning it back to the book and reading once more, noting how Erik tried to take your fingers into his mouth with longing. Tears and drool soak into your top and shoulder as Erik works himself faster against you, crying for you to pay attention to him and touch him, to let him pleasure you with his mouth. It’s up to you how long you tease him for.

Musical!Erik: Erik has you trapped on his settee, pinned in between the armrest and himself as his full body weight is pushed onto you in a side lean and his arms wrap around your waist like a vice. In fact, if he were any closer to you, he would be sitting in your lap. The good side of his face is pushed up into you, and Erik practically purrs as one of your hands runs over top of his head. As you continue along in your book, Erik raises himself to kiss your lips at the end of every paragraph, licking the swollen flesh as he parts from you to try and make your taste linger. He’s trying to pay attention, he truly is! But, he’s already read this novel many times, and more importantly, you just look so irresistible! All in all, Erik doesn’t care much for actually paying attention to the novel, especially having already read it, he cares more for marveling at you and trying to get as close to you as physically possible. He’ll still discuss anything about the novel you want with you, his memory still holding onto all the details of the story, but reading with you is most commonly used as a de-stresser for him and an excuse for physical contact with you, with the addition that he just wants to be mindless for a spell and forget everything that isn’t you. Once you’re done reading, Erik plucks the book out of your grasp and all but throws it to the other end of the settee before sitting himself in your lap. From an outside perspective, the height difference between you two is laughable, a 6’5-6’9 man sitting in your lap and curling into you until he’s as close to you as he can be, wishing for you to hold him like a beloved stuffed toy, for you to shower him with all your love and affection.

Should you happen to read erotica to Erik, he is much quicker than his novel counterpart to act on conveying his need for you. The minute you get halfway through the second sentence, your fingers are dragged to his mouth for him to suckle on while he gives you the biggest puppy eyes imaginable. Shifting himself into your lap, Erik moves your book to the side in a haste, not caring to mark the page and only thinking of being held and touched by you. Erik only takes your fingers from his mouth when he kisses you hungrily, moaning and wrapping his arms around you tightly. You only get a few seconds to breathe in between kisses before his mouth is back on yours as his lips part to try and coax your tongue into tangling with his. The minute you begin to reciprocate, his arm unwraps from you and he takes your hand in his to guide it over his trousers, a prominent bulge twitching under your fingertips. Erik gasps as soon as you lightly touch it, rutting himself against your palm with wild abandon as moans spew from his misshapen lips and he curls in on himself to rest his head on your shoulder.

“Please, please, oh please (Y/N)! I-I need- I need you-!”

Erik is quick to move his fingers to stimulate you, his lips returning to yours and working feverishly to feel as much of you against him as possible. When you pull away from him, the words ‘good boy’ echo from your vocal cords, and that’s all the motivation Erik needs to get down on his knees and press his head between your clothed thighs, whining and pawing at the fabric to try to remove it from your figure so he can have a taste of you. Honestly, you could go back to reading to tease him further, maybe let him grind against the sole of your foot until he’s sobbing and begging for you to let him shove his tongue inside of you, or you could take mercy on him then and there. It’s really your choice.

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@sloppyzengarden

[6lostgirl6]

Hey bestie, can you do one for me with Van Helsing where he saves the reader from vamps and then lets you tag along with him cause said vamps killed your parents and over time you two fall for each other??? Fem reader please. 🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

My Kind of Woman

Pairing: Gabriel Van Helsing x Fem!Reader

TW: Cursing, slight gore, dead parents

"Please, can I go with you?"

"No."

Gabriel continued walking, carrying his signature crossbow as he barged through the intense thicket. Behind him, you appeared as you brushed away a stray leaf from your hair. Your favorite dress shredded from sharp branches and coated in brown from the mud.

"Why not?" You asked, trying to keep up with his long strides. "I could help!"

"The only thing you would do is slow me down." He replied, trained eyes drifting from tree to tree, his gaze searching for something unseen. "And get yourself killed."

You sighed as you wiped away the tears that were starting to dry, your hair sticking to your cheeks. You felt like a mess, however you couldn't blame yourself for the situation you were put in.

It was been several hours since the incident. A traumatic change in your life that you've never expected to occur and discovering that humans weren't the only monsters that walked amongst you.

You were paralyzed, watching in horror with tears streaming down your face as two monterous creatures feasted on the corpses of your dead parents. The lifeless gaze of your mother haunted your subconscious as you own gaze returned her own. Your father was already almost devoured, the pale bat-like monster licking its bloody claws while the other continued tearing through your mother's own jugular.

You couldn't understand why they were keeping you alive, taking their time to traumatize you before they would brutally make you their next meal. The monsters that seemed to take pleasure in your suffering and it will be your turn soon. Your pitiful end when you thought you barely started your beginning.

Until he arrived. Your savior.

It was an intense battle and you couldn't take your eyes away from the man that seemed to be made to defeat monsters. With his strong, massive stature and fierce precision with the crossbow that he had strapped to his back, he was able to vanquish the horrifying bat-like creatures.

Gabriel stood there, watching your traumatized figure staring at the ashes of the vampires he had slain and clinging onto the corpse of your mother. He sighed to himself, feeling guilt torment his heart that he didn't arrive sooner, saving you from this cruel reality.

He hesitated before stepping closer to you, hovering behind your sitting figure. The crushing of leaves captured your attention and you turned slightly towards him, your doe-eyed expression full of tears made him falter in his words.

"...There is a town a few miles West from here, there's a church there and I'm sure they'll take you in." He said, staring down at you.

You continued to stare at him, causing him to shuffle a little, feeling awkward at comforting. "You'll be safe there. Take this." He proceeded to pull a map from one of his many pockets and handed it to you.

You hesitated before taking it.

Gabriel watched as you looked through the map and he glanced around for any sense of danger. Finding none, he gave you one last glance.

"Take care." Awkwardly, he patted your shoulder and walked away, leaving you sitting there in the dirt surrounded by carnage. 

No, he was not going to leave you here. 

"But I have nowhere else to go." You whispered, voice cracking as tears filled your eyes once more.

He paused, hearing the hurt in your voice which caused him to feel a little guilty for how he was acting towards you. He felt bad for you, truly he did, however he would never forgive himself if he allowed you to travel with him and get yourself killed, he would blame himself for eternity. Plus, he wasn’t used to having another companion with him on his missions, more accustomed to being a lone wolf that kept away from others. 

Fuck, you could also die if you gotten lost trying to find the next town over which left him in a little bit of a predicament.

He sighed before turning towards you, lowering his weapon as he continued to stare at you. He had to admit, you were gorgeous, depite your blood-stained dress and reddened eyes from your tears. God, you were going to be the death of him.

“Why would you want to come with me? This life is dangerous and you shouldn’t involve yourself with this mess.” He asked, watching you intensely as you shuffled a little in your place. He figured you would change your mind and walk away, heading for the town. 

However, he was severely wrong. 

“I want to help you kill these creatures. Nobody should go through what I’ve experienced and if I can do something about it, I want in.” Your voice was full of passion, lacking the hurt that you once held. Your gaze focusing on his own were full of fire and Gabriel was left speechless for once in his life. 

‘Maybe I’ll be the one that gets killed.’ He thought to himself. 

“Fine.” He answered, turning his head away, adjusting his wide-brimmed fedora to conceal his heated gaze from your figure. “If you stay with me, you listen and obey everything that I tell you, understood?”

With tears returning to your eyes, you smiled and nodded. “Of course!”

“Good.” Without another word, he stalked off again, which you feel like he would do very often during your time with him.

You smiled more and quickly followed along.

"First off, we need to get you out of that dress, last thing I want for you is tripping and that's a death sentence."

The sudden neighing captured your attention.

You paused as you noticed a large black horse that was situated with its reigns tied to a tree branch, securing it from wandering off. You quickly realized that it was his horse, and you would be sharing.

Gabriel unloaded a large dufflebag that seemed to be filled to the brim with equipment, camping supplies, and spare clothes.

He looked through for a moment before pulling out a shirt and trousers that were definitely going to be much bigger on you. Silently, he handed them to you and pointed towards the tree before turning away to start building a fire.

Looks like you both were going to camp for the night?

Shrugging your shoulders, you walked behind the tree and spared another glance, making sure he wasn't looking in your direction for a perverted peek. Seeing that he was still busy with his task, you quickly changed, pulling off your dress and replacing it with his shirt and trousers. Of course, the trousers were too long, brushing over your feet while the sleeves of your shirt went well past your fingertips. You left your shoes on as they weren't damaged.

Hesitating, you stepped out from behind the tree and joined him, sitting next to him as he was finishing up with the fire, sparks coming to life.

"Here, you can use this." You said, handing your dress to him to use as fuel for the dry logs.

Gabriel could feel his cheeks redden at the sight of you in his clothes that seemed to devour you and the feeling of the material of your dress in his hands.

"Thanks." He replied, before adding the dress to the pile and watching as the flames became bigger and brighter. He turned towards you and noticed your feet practically swallowed by the material. "Let me help with that."

Carefully, he grabbed your ankle while pulling out a small hunting knife that he carried on his person.

You flushed a little, watching as he carefully carved away the excess material and freeing your feet before using it as more fuel for the fire.

He glanced over at you before looking away. "What's your name."

"(Y/n). What's yours?" You asked.

"Gabriel." He replied, turning a little towards you and staring at you from under the brim of his fedora. "Pretty name for a pretty girl like yourself."

"O-Oh, thanks." Your heart threatened to stop having your savior compliment your appearance even though you felt like you were the opposite at the moment.

Gabriel wanted to hit himself, he didn't realize he said that out loud until you thanked him and he was ready to turn in for the night and hopefully ignore your presence until the morning.

"...You're welcome."

Taglist: Comment to be added!!

You smirked, putting your heeled boot against the temple of the goblin you had slain, retrieving the arrow that was lodged in the back of its head. Grimacing at the oozing wound of green blood staining your weapon, you wiped it against your trousers.

"I'm getting better at this." You muttered to yourself, putting the arrow away into the safety of your quiver.

Gabriel would be proud.

It has been six months since you've joined Gabriel as his hunting companion and you wouldn't have it any other way. After months of Gabriel's challenging training and gruesome endeavors with monsterous creatures, you were becoming a phenomenal monster hunter.

After a few months accompanying your savior, you were beginning to notice unknown feelings wrap around your heart and squeeze whenever you were near his presence. Gabriel was an awkward man in the beginning, however things have prospered and you came to understand how caring and quite charming he can be. Soon after, you realized the feeling you had for him was love.

However, you never brought about mentioning your feelings for him. Whether it was the fear of rejection or losing the friendship you've both built, you hesitated in letting your feelings be known. If you had an idea that he returned your feelings, you would have confessed long ago.

"Good work, (y/n)."

You quickly turned, smiling at the approaching figure of the man that held your affections. "Fancy spotting you here." You teased.

Gabriel returned the smile and looked down at the goblin that remained motionless. He noticed how much you have improved with immense skill, and it honestly terrified him. What if you didn't need him anymore?

For three months, Gabriel has been pining for the return of your affections. Due to him being an awkward man that was used to being alone, he didn't know how he could display his feelings for you the correct way. Simple touches on the shoulder and praises when you successfully defeated a monster was the only time he was able to show you how much he loved you.

Perhaps you simply didn't feel the same or believed he was just doing what any mentor would do for his student. He needed to push a little more.

"Like I would ever leave you." He replied, glancing towards you.

You felt your cheeks warm before turning away. "You can't, you're stuck with me." You replied, turning back to him and giving him a playful smile.

"I wouldn't have it any other way." He stepped closer, forcing you to step back. He continued walking towards you until you were flushed against the tree.

"Gabriel..." You whispered, looking up at him with pure adoration and confusion in your eyes. "What are you...?"

"What do you feel for me?" He asked instead, returning your gaze, searching for something he desperately wished to see.

"I feel..." You hesitated, glancing away and placing a hand over your chest. Your heart was rapidly beating and butterflies were fluttering in your stomach.

"I know what I feel for you." He gripped your chin between his thumb and forefinger before returning your eyes to meet his own. "Something that I never thought I would ever know."

"And what's that?" You asked, wrapping your fingers around his wrist where his hand kept its firm grip against your chin.

"That you were made for me."

Without another word, he pulled you into a kiss which you gladly returned.

@patient1666074 @ghoulgeousimmaculate @scaramantica @rottent33th @slaasherslut

[hyejinkim]

Well, maybe this is not anyone's request but and only as my own desire to introduce the character I created inspired by the AU 'Lilith's descendants'.

Disclaimer :

Everything I write is the physical body of the artificial and there is no further intention or justification in the character profile that I created, all are just ffictio.

''In truth, words alone are insufficient to build trust, as mere statements without evidence or substance carry no weight and hold little meaning. Trust is best established through actions and tangible proof, rather than relying solely on empty promises or hollow assertions."

Character sheet :

Biological Information

Name : Lillian

Aliase : Daughter of Lilith, Lady Hyejin, Jin. Lord Asmodeus close friend.

Species : Vampire (Pure Blood)

Birthday : November, 8th.

Sign : Scorpio (♏)

Age : 19-20

Relatives: Mr & Mrs Kim (Adoptive parents)

                Bio Parents (Presumably deceased)

Occupation : Artis & Designer.

Affiliation : College student S1 at Tokyo University of the Arts (Geidai)

Homeland : Japan 🇯🇵

Status : Walking Corpse/Undead

Mental Illness : Depression, ADHD, Anxiety

Sexuality : Demisexuality & Sopiosexual

Voiced By : Nana Mizuki

Physical Description

Eye colour : Magenta (Normal). Crimson (when she drank human blood, also when she angry).

Hair colour : Brownish black

Height : 170 Cm

Weight : 53 Kg

Bust/Body type : D Cup, Curvy.

Gender : Females

Core fear: Of being abandoned or without support.

Core desire: To find security and support.

ABILITIES :

Basic vampire abilities : Immortality, Superhuman strength, Enhanced speed and agility, Healing factor, Hypnotic abilities, Shape-shifting, Enhanced senses, Immunity to conventional weapons/Resist Disease/Resist Poison. Exceptional self-control, Scale walls, Teleportation.

Source : https://www.quora.com/What-are-vampire-powers

SPECIAL ABILITY :

Telepathy, Elemental Manipulation, Animal Control, Telekinesis, Supernatural blood, Vampire Manipulation, Painting Magic.

Source : https://www.quora.com/What-are-vampire-powers

Source :

https://blackclover.fandom.com/wiki/Painting_Magic

PACT WITH : Asmodeus

PREFERENCES

Hobbies : Listening to classical music, drawing-painting-sculpting, sleeping, visiting old cemeteries and abandoned places.

Pet peeves : People prying into her affairs

                    Crowded place

                    Human (In general)

Favorite food : Blood (Type O), wine and dark chocolate.

Least favorite food : Food/Blood that has an unpleasant ordor, colour, taste or raw, milk.

Talent : Drawing-Painting

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE :

''With ethereal grace, she stands at a stately 5'7', her bewitching beauty commanding admiration with her captivating grace. Her slender yet curvaceous form is further accentuated by her long, wavy hair, which cascades to her waist length in a waterfall of midnight black tresses. Her pale, smooth complexion stands in stark contrast to the dark beauty mark beneath her left eye, set like a precious gem among her porcelain facades. Her hair parts smoothly in the center, possesses a unique allure—her rare pink pupil slices peering through thin pupils, hinting at hidden depths within her alluring mystique.'

Her Pro And Con :

Pro :

An lady with elegance and detail would likely be described as introspective, creative, and empathetic. She is a highly emotional person, often seeking to understand and connect with others on a deep level. She has a strong sense of intuition, which she trusts implicitly. Her imagination is vast and vibrant, often filled with ideas and possibilities. She is likely to have a unique style and grace, often preferring elegant and classic pieces. Her presence would exude a certain captivating allure, combining her inner depth with her outer . She is marked by her intense loyalty, deep emotional intelligence, and fierce determination. She is fiercely protective of those she cares for and will go to great lengths to defend and support them. Her passion and drive make her an inspiring and powerful force to be reckoned with.

In moments that demand rationality and doubt, she is a bastion of logic and skepticism, carefully scrutinizing her surroundings. Her intuition guides her, and whenever her gut feeling alerts her to something amiss or out of place, she instinctively relies on it, as it has never led her astray. What surprises many is her wisdom and maturity, which, though occasionally obscured by her emotional nature, often manifest in astute observations and profound insights. Despite her sensitivity, she possesses a remarkable ability to navigate the complexities of life with grace and sagacity.

Con :

This lady with elegance and refinement may have a tendency to be overly sensitive and easily wounded. She might be plagued with self-doubt and insecurity, especially when confronted with criticism or conflict. Her high degree of empathy and emotional intensity can sometimes lead to feelings of overwhelming emotional fatigue and burnout. She can also be prone to indecision, investing too much time in understanding her own emotions before making decisions. It's not uncommon for her to struggle with enforcing boundaries with her loved ones or closest friends and often puts the needs of others before her own. She can be quite possessive and jealous, and her intense emotions can sometimes lead her to act impulsively.

Despite her tendency to seek certain authority figures and structures, she often harbors a sense of skepticism and caution. This wariness is rooted in her past  experiences in foster care, particularly with the caretakers and previous foster parents she had in her childhood. As a result, she has developed a guarded attitude towards authority figures, especially men, and finds herself caught in a cycle of searching for something or someone to believe in while simultaneously maintaining a distance and reluctance to get too close.

Even so, if she has been deeply hurt or betrayed, her vindictive and petty nature may manifest. She will not hesitate to act coldly and distantly, even going as far as cutting off contact with said individuals who have wronged her. She may view such connections as mistakes and lessons learned, and while there may be a bitter-sweetness to the loss of these people from her life, she is willing to let them go if necessary to protect herself and maintain her emotional well-being, even if it means harboring a grudge or taking small revenges against them.

[heyholmesletsgo]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers (except me because obvs I have done it). spread the self-love ❤

Thank you for the tag!! :D In chronological order, the ones I go back and reread the most aka my favs which are all songxiao one-shots:

Resurrection - Where Xiao Xingchen resurrects in a surprising way, returning to Song Lan bit by bit. This one poured out of me, the muse was with me, and I think it shows in the writing.

Cold Frost and Hot Chocolate - Fierce Corpse Song Lan is buried for centuries, and meets Xiao Xingchen in modern times. This not only tickled me, but readers, who got a series out of it.

Duck the Goose - Based on the delightful Soulmate Goose of Enforcement trope, featuring feathery hijinks and a meet ugly between songxiao. I am a sucker for birds.

Negative Balance - Taxes but make it flirty ;D I adore this modern setting of a charity shop for the Yi Citizens.

The Bad Luck Bunch - Another meet ugly for songxiao, this time as single dads whose respective kids A-Qing and Xue Yang are fighting in school. This one broke me out of a writer's block, so I am pretty fond of it.

Tagging five people directly in asks! :) I am in awe of y'all having many more years and fandoms to choose from than me!

[greenandhazy]

okay this is random but I find it really funny how neatly my favorite MDZS/CQL ships fit into a very distinct pattern and I got curious about, like, broader fandom opinions.

So. there are TWO instances in canon where you have a trio of people--Person A is widely considered to be very kind and just, and basically his main/only flaw is trusting the wrong people. Person B is his longterm friend, who is a little grumpier/angrier/slightly more judgmental, but also fundamentally good, and equal to him in power (and fairly close in height). Person C is a Villain with a traumatic childhood past marked by rejection and physical injuries, associated with the Wen and later the Jin. He is devoted to(/obsessed with) Person A more so than anyone else in his personal storyline, and he murders Person B via tricky means and conceals that fact from Person A. (And then, depending on the 'verse, C is also then murdered by B's fierce corpse.)

I filtered for the relationships on AO3 and got some fun results. In both cases, the most popular two-person ship from these trios are A/C, followed by A/B, and only then by B/C--although, interestingly, A/B/C is the least popular combination when it comes to 3zun, whereas SongXueXiao is in third place, being more popular than SongXue.

Statistics!! as of 5/26/2023

Lan Xichen/Nie Mingjue/Meng Yao:

there are 4,115 fics tagged for Lan Xichen/Meng Yao

if you exclude 3zun as an additional ship tag, that drops to 3,808

92.5% of XiYao fics lack the 3zun tag (which makes it the most "independent" of any of the ships mentioned in this post)

there are 1,969 fics tagged for Lan Xichen/Nie Mingjue

if you exclude 3zun, that drops to 1,718

87% of NieLan fics lack the 3zun tag

there are 1,581 fics tagged for Nie Mingjue/Meng Yao

if you exclude 3zun, that drops to 1,286

81% of NieYao fics lack the 3zun tag

in total, there are 1,002 fics tagged for 3zun, compared to 6,812 fics that feature some combination of the three but not all of them, a 6.8 to 1 ratio. (although I didn't filter for fics that featured all three 2-person ship tags without also featuring the 3-person ship tag because... idk, seemed like a pain.)

Xiao Xingchen/Song Lan/Xue Yang:

there are 2,817 fics tagged for Xiao Xingchen/Xue Yang

if you exclude SXX, that drops to 2,367

84% of XueXiao fics lack the SXX tag

there are 2,328 fics tagged for Xiao Xingchen/Song Lan

if you exclude SXX, that drops to 1,897

81% of SongXiao fics lack the SXX tag

there are 744 fics tagged for Song Lan/Xue Yang

if you exclude SXX, that drops to 313

42% of SongXue fics lack the SXX tag (which makes it the least "independent" of any of these ships by a LOT. XiYao is only 8% ahead of the next most-independent ship, while SongXue is 39% behind the next most-dependent ships.)

in total, there are 1,015 fics tagged for SXX, compared to 4,577 fics that feature various combinations between them, a 4.5 to 1 ratio.

I think it's really interesting looking at the ways these break down similarly and differently! like, for 3zun, there is a VERY big gap between the most popular pairing and the second most popular one, with 2nd and 3rd place being very close, whereas for SongXueXiao, there is a muuuuch narrower margin between between the two most popular ships, and then the greatest gap is between the second-most-popular duo and the least popular duo.

I also think it's noteworthy that I've been in fandom for half my life and have never managed to have the strongest feelings about the most popular ships for my favorite characters lol, but there's no fun statistics for that.

[wangxianficfinder]

Fic Finder

Apr 7th

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1. Would have been Lan Wangji/Wei Wuxian.

After the Sunshoot campaign and for some reason Wei Wuxian is in Cloud Recess and Lan Qiren discovers that they don’t have a core. But the lan clan had a technique to fix a lost core for others that had been attacked by others that could melt their core. @nikkiwhitecraft

I was the requester for #1.

I am sure that part of the story that Wei Wuxian and Lan Q had to travel, and that was when it was discovered that Wei Wuxian had no core, and Lan Q was annoyed he never said anything and the Lan Clan had a technique to restore a core that was lost/melted as the core melting clan was known.

Thats all I remeber

NOT FOUND Righteous at a Cost by thunderwear (G, 21k, wangxian, LQR & WWX, Canon Divergence, Fix-It, no one dies, LQR finds out about WWX’s core, WWX and LQR are friends??, In My Fic?, its more likely than you think, LWJ in the bg like whats happening?, Fluff, WWX goes to Gusu, Mutual Pining, Golden Core Reveal) Might be this? LQR discovers WWX lost his core, brings him back to CR & finds a way to restore it

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2. Hey! Im looking for a fic where the jins got the tiger tally, and that they wanted to 'flood the world with vermillion light'. I remember that it was post-the first siege of the burial mounds, and WY was maybe dead? After which the other sects had to fight the Jins, and there was also something about the people wishing that WY was alive. Please help me find it! Thank you so much!

FOUND! I'm pretty sure this is the deleted "When the World Comes Crumbling Down, you Will Call my Name" by pft_a_Frog22. The archive link was https://archiveofourown.org/works/35867848.

the deleted fic for #2 can be found at the wayback machine here

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3. Hi! I’m searching for a fiction on AO3 where Wei Wuxian is a Rogue cultivator, he founds Lan Wangji floating in a river/lake and saves him. Wangji don’t remember anything due to the trauma he has suffered and his core is damaged altogether. He had a severe injury on his back but when he recovers he starts to travel with Wei Wuxian, not knowing his brother is searching for him. Because of his poor health issues he breakdown with a fever in the middle of a hunt, far from everything, during this time Lan Wangji loses consciousness, Wei Ying is visited by a strange fox spirit, really creepy whom he made a pact with to save Lan Wangji life's. In the history, Wei Ying has an uncle that reach both of them to advise something, Lan Wangji discorver to be a really powerfull fox spirit, i think they call him Huxia or something like this, Wei Ying "dies" by the venom of a fierce corpse (most like become one of them) and is ressurected by the Jade Emperor himself, the Demon subdue palace is actually a palace and Wangji's mother was the previous Huxia.

I’m going crazy cuz I remember ALL the history, but not the name of the fiction.

I appreciate the help with all my little heart. ❤️ @myukisora

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4. Hi, could you please help me find a wangxian fic? I apologize for the inconvenience, especially because i don’t remember much of the plot except select few parts of it and i dont remember if it was a thread on twitter or on ao3.

The scenes i do remember are as followed: Prior to this scene, wangxian might have had an argument or were avoiding each other because i dont think they had spoken to each other in a while. The scene i remember is WWX going to JYL’s place where everyone is gathered for a get together, wwx dotes over JL, going on about how he’s the favorite uncle. When he enters the living room, he sees LWJ on the couch, and sitting next to him is JZX half brother MXY talking to him. He thinks they are sitting a little too close and he gets a bit jealous but doesn’t say anything. I’m not sure if I remember it right, but i think people or mainly nhs kept saying how MXY resembles WWX, worsening the situation. Wangxian and their whole eye contact happens and everyone in the room is tense because of their interaction or lack their of. WWX suddenly goes to the bathroom, leaning into the sink…waiting and LWJ follows him in. They end up reconciling.

Thats all I remember, I know its not much, and i have been struggling as well because of it going through my bookmarks on ao3 and twitter. I’m hoping someone remembers this part as well and can mention the fic. Thank you!

Hi, the fic you mentioned is not the one :/ i am so sorry for the inconvenience. I can try adding more context. It’s the fic about WWX entering JYL’s party at her place and finding LWJ sitting on a couch with MXY. The scene is towards the very end so MXY’s presence is more of a cameo, he wasn’t present for the fic. WX might have a fwb situation that went wrong or it might be a lwj fucks fic. Lwj follows wwx to the br, its tense as wwx stares at him through the mirror but they both make up

NOT FOUND Talk Hard by DeviyudeThoolika (E, 161k, wangxian, LXC/JYL, JZX/WQ, JC/MM, Modern, College/University, Roommates/Housemates, rare pairs galore, Falling In Love, Getting Together, Separations, Getting Back Together, BAMF WWX, Drunk LWJ, Protective WWX, Good Parent YZY, Mutual Pining, Fluff, Cultivation Sect Politics, Hurt/Comfort, Slow Burn, Angst with a Happy Ending)

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5. Hi,

I’m trying to find a fanfic where instead of Jin Zixuan dying to Wen Ning at the pass it was Wei wuxian who pushed him out of the way and died instead? I’ve been trying for ages and still can find it. Thank you!

neither of these are exactly what you described, but it might be

NOT FOUND! A Butterfly Flaps, A Sword Stabs by RadAceFriend (T, 37k, JZX/JYL, JZX & WWX, JZX & LWJ, JZX & JGY, JZX & JL, Major Characted Death, JZX Lives, WWX does not, background wangxian, Not Jiang Family Friendly, Sect Leader JZX, POV JZX, Canon Divergence, the horrifying experience of killing someone you didn't like much, and finding out that you're one of the only people you know upset about it, Wen Remnants Live, LSZ is a Wen, WangXian Get a Happy Ending)

NOT FOUND! in this place where we don’t have a prayer by Cerusee, Mikkeneko (T, 42k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, WWX dies at Qiongqi path, Demonic Cultivation)

FOUND! finding you always, all ways by BlueFrogs (T, 31k, WangXian, ChengQing, Reincarnation, Fix-It, Fluff and Angst, Happy Ending, Romance, Memory Loss, technically there is character death, but he comes back lol, Age Difference, due to reincarnation)

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6. Hi, hope you are having a great day! Could you, please, help find a fic, which, I think, had a wangxian arranged marriage due to growing Wen threat, but honestly cannot remember the exact premise. But there was a scene where wrh manages to get wq married to lwj as a second wife, and wwx felt like he failed the Jiang-Lan alliance. And there was a big confrontation between wq and wwx, where she tells him the reason for the marriage was to save her family. And lwj might have been ill or cursed and wearing a mask (not sure).

FOUND? The deleted "A Price to Pay" by wangxianist.

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7. Looking for help finding the name of this fic on ao3 I’m have trouble hunting it back down. Burial mounds settlement days canon divergence.

Essentially the premise is that the people living in Yiling often see Wei Ying taking care of and teaching A-Yuan by the river and a woman one day who was also there to wash her clothes asked him to look after her son while she was busy. This snowballed into Wei Ying basically running a little informal school out of Yiling where he teaches and just looks after any child that is brought there, including orphans and prostitute’s children which is kinda illegal. Lan Zhan knows and regularly visits. If the children show aptitude for cultivation they usually get sent to the Lan or (later in the story) the Jiang. The rest of the Wens kinda accidentally become a part of the Yiling community so much so that they all move out of the burial mounds and into the town proper. Because they’ve all left the mounds and disconnected pretty hard from the cultivation community they don’t even realize that the Jin’s sent people to attack the mounds. They found no one and declared to the world that they had slayed the rest of the wen dogs alongside Wei Wuxian. Jiang Cheng only finds out his brother is alive because he’s been informed that a small school in the Jiang territory hasn’t been paying taxes and when he goes to investigate finds Wei Ying safe and sound. @coffeehousefanfics

FOUND? Just as the Snow Melts by draechaeli (T, 66k, wangxian, JYL/JZX, SL/XXC, Everybody Lives AU, Canon Divergence)

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8. Hello, could you please help me find a fic where Lan Zhan finds a number to call Wei Ying which Help? to people at night and calls himself patriarch yilin afterwards They (wei Ying and lan Zhan) meet in the university library

FOUND? Maybe You’re the Reason by Clearpearls (E, 67k, WangXian, Modern AU, College/University, Phone Sex, slight D/s, Secret Identity, Praise Kink, Phone Sex Operator WWX, he’s part-time though, slight internalized sexual repression, Fluff, Light Angst, Dirty Talk Orgasm Delay/Denial, Slow Burn, Sub LWJ, Bottom LWJ, Vibrators, Aftercare, Introspection)

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9. There's an au where Wangxian are like murder husbands and it has very dark themes. It's a series but I remember one of the fics in it had a scene where a woman tries to get their attention so the other cuts off her body parts or something like that? Would you be able to help me find it?

FOUND? So Full Of Love (Wouldn't Know Where to Start) by witchupbitch (M, 63k, wangxian, Best Friends, Friends to Lovers, Fluff, Eventual Romance, Eventual Sex, Possessive LWJ, Protective LWJ, Blood and Violence, Killing, Idiots in Love, Humor, Mafia AU, Modern, Flirting, shameless WWX, Confident WWX, Explicit Language, Swearing, Mutual Sexual Tension, dark LWJ, Dark WWX, They're both twisted, Exhibitionism, Sex, Possessive Behavior, Unhealthy Relationships, Twisted and Fluffy Feelings)

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10. Hey!!! Love your work!

Do you know of a fic where jiang cheng's younger self sort of takes over his future self for some while before going back and this repeats for some time? I remember a young jiang cheng talking to older wwx. Older wwx doesn't believe that it's really the younger jc so he asks him to ask about why wwx dislikes dogs (i think). Young jc asks young wwx and it's because www had a pet dog named 'doggie' who had turned on him during the winter. Sorry that's all I can remember

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11. Hi, I dunno if my ask got lost in the mail but i was looking for a fic that had a line "lan wangji was a musician, he know how to make his hands do different things" in reference to one hand jackin wwx off and the other up his ass. if this sounds familiar lemme know please

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12. Hi! I really am looking for this story in AO3 and still can't find it. It was about Wei Wuxian who got married to Wen Chao but Lan Zhan couldn't take it so he plans to take Wei Wuxian back by claiming Wei Wuxian each time he got (even in the wedding night of WWX and WC) and destroying the company of the Wens. As they (LWJ & WWX) continued the deed, WWX ended up pregnant and LWJ is more than determined to take WWX back. I do hope you can help me find this story. Thank you in advance!😘

FOUND? 姻緣 | this marriage was always predestined by saccharinings (E, 43k, wangxian, Cheating, Infidelity, not between wangxian, WWX is married and LWJ persuades him to cheat on his husband with him, Dark LWJ, A/B/O, Feminizing Language, Exhibitionism, Size Difference, WagnXian Have a Breeding Kink, Stomach Bulge, Possessive LWJ, Manipulation, WWX Wears Lingerie, Rape/Non-con Elements, for one part, Hair-pulling Kink, Alpha LWJ, Omega WWX, Mirror Sex, Vibrators, Phone Sex, Rimming, Edgeplay, slight choking kink, Light Bondage, Inappropriate Use of Gūsū Lán Forehead Ribbon, LJY's Big Fat Crush on Milfxian, Pregnant WWX, WangXian Endgame, Spanish Translation)

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13. Hello! I've been trying to find a fic I lost on AO3 for a few days now so hopefully you can help 💚💚

It was canon-verse but an AU where lwj and wwx hadn't met and wwx was still the Yiling Patriarch. Someone has an idea to give wwx a "bride" and wwx picks lwj and he goes to live at the burial grounds with wwx and the wens. At some point lwj gets stabbed and almost dies and wwx reveals he picked lwj because he assumed lwj would be in on some kind of plan to spy on/hurt wwx and the wens but lwj wasnt a part of that at all. It had a happy ending but i cant remember exactly what it was. Pls help 🥺 i want it in my bookmarks soooo bad

FOUND? 💖🔒 love, in fire and blood by cicer (E, 360k, wangxian, Canon Divergence, YLLZ WWX, Arranged Marriage, political scheming, Gratuitous Domesticity, Mutual Pining, EXTREME SLOWBURN, the inherent eroticism of the forehead ribbon, The Mortifying Ordeal of Being Known, neither wwx nor lwj want to be Perceived, but sorry kids! it's gonna happen!, rated E but the the NSFW stuff doesn't begin until chapter 19!, bottom LWJ in chapter 20 and 27)

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14. For the next fox finder

Pls help me find this fic where wwx and lwj are night hunting and wwx gets hurt badly lwj makes a deal with a spirit/god but in exchange to save wwx he will lose his love/ emotions (he only acts on what’s needed not on the things he like or is want)

Wwx ofc suffers because of this but is able to re awake lwj love after 3 years while he’s playing wangxian (( he has already lost hope lwj would recover his emotions))

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15. hi! im looking for a post canon fic where jc sends a letter to cloud recesses saying that gusu lan owes him a debt since wwx married into the lan. lwj responds very angrily. it wasnt jc friendly and at the end of the fic, wwx finds a bitter letter from jc who dies alone. wwx and lwj live longer and happier lives. id love it if you could find it, thank you!

FOUND! The Price of a Golden Core by AshayaTReldai (M, 9k, wangxian, LXC & WWX, WWX & JC, Major Character Death, Angst, Tension, Aggression, JC pays the price for his choices, demanding letters, JC is a Brat, Supportive Lan Brothers, WWX deserves the best, Life Debt, Sad Ending, Sad Ending for JC)

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16. Hi! So, I’m looking for an AO3 fic, Lán Zhan/Wei Ying, that I read what feels like years ago and I can’t find it again. I remember it is a bit of a dark lan zhan or dark cloud recess fic, with Wei Ying being brought to this ‘hunt’ type thing with a group of people. I believe all the people brought are given Lán Zhans scent, so that he may track them. I also believe that it’s not expected that the participants will survive, and they’re being offered a reward if they do. Please help me find it! @diabolic17

FOUND? 🔒 Five Fifteen by 3neetee (M, 11k, wangxian, rape/non-con, modern, ABO, alpha LWJ, omega WWX, mating runs, graphic depictions of violence, dom/sub undertones, light bondage, rape/non-con elements, dark LWJ, betrayal)

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17. Hey mods! 💜

I’m pretty sure I found this fic on here but now I can’t seem to find it. I’m not sure if it was on a itmf or fic finder. But it’s the one where wwx takes a curse from some ghost in order for her to move on. It’s a curse where he can’t see or feel anyone that feels “strongly” about him. He assumes the juniors all either hate or fear him and I forgot what he assumed lwj. They say to break the curse he has to accept the others’ feelings. So he tried to accept the fact that jin ling hated him although jin ling did not mean what he said and was confused at how wwx reacted. I think lan jinyi was the one who figured out wwx couldn’t see them because he launched at him as if he was going to attack him and wwx didn’t flinch. In the end he starts seeing and feeling impressions of them until he can see them in full again. Please help? I’ve been through my history and bookmarks and all open tabs of ao3. No such luck.

Thanks for all that you do! @jikcf

FOUND! See Me, Feel Me (Listening to You) by Ghost_Honey (T, 29k, WangXian, POV WWX, WWX Needs a Hug, WWX’s Abyssmal Self-Esteem, Emotional Healing, Angst, The Juniors love their Senior Wei, Curses, WWX is an Unreliable Narrator, JC & WWX Reconciliation, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Platonic Cuddling)

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18. Hi! I’m searching for a fic that I’m pretty sure was a threadfic on twitter... It was foxian and dragonji, and LWJ came across WWX while he was in heat in a cave and they mated. WWX went back to Lotus Pier not knowing who he’d been with only to find himself pregnant. He has hybrid babies and LWJ eventually tracks him down and he turns out to be a prince or something? WWX goes to visit Cloud Recesses, still unsure about LWJ. There was also a scene when one of the babies gets snatched by an eagle or some other bird and LWJ saves them? I think that’s as far as I got, as it was a WIP at the time and I lost track of it. Thank you!

FOUND? Twitter thread by cerbykerby (wangxian, cw: dubcon, mpreg, memory loss)

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19. Hello! Hope you're well! I've been looking for a fic like crazy and have not been able to find it, so hopefully you know it? It's a fic where instead of nie mingjue dying, nie huisang dies as a result of jgy and nmj attacks the cloud recesses because he blames Lan xichen in part due to him defending jgy. Please help me find this if you can. Thank you in advance!!! 🫶🙏🏼 @cherryblossom8

FOUND! Digging Graves by nirejseki (Not rated, 13k, NHS & NMJ, WWX & XY, wangxian, Revenge, Broken Moral System, Non-Graphic Violence, the masterless sabers)

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20. Pls there was this one fic in ao3 , I was so looking forward to it but I lost it 😭😭😭I don’t know much about it but the summary was smth like Wwx getting pregnant and being in an island?? Shizui grows up and smth please 😭

FOUND? The Winner Takes It All by YilingSani (M, 46k, WangXian, Modern AU, Single Parent WWX, Old Friends, One Night Stands, No Smut, Angst with a Happy Ending, PTSD, Panic Attacks, Forgiveness, Second Chances, Inspired by Mamma Mia! (Movies) Teen Pregnancy, Mpreg, mention of miscarriage, Birth Trauma, amniotic fluid embolism)

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[mdzs-owns-my-ass-i-guess]

@iwanttofuckereh69

☠️💄⚔️

Wei Wuxian browsed through the merchant's cosmetics, eyeing the many colorful powders and creams.

"What are you looking for, young master?" the middle aged, blonde woman asked, "Anything specific?"

"Yeah, actually. I have to disguise myself as a woman to catch this criminal that's been selling fake talismans, my husband and I are cultivators and we've heard of the fierce corpse problem around here."

"Indeed, it's been terrible! Half the time you don't know whether the people you're talking to are alive or corpses! And with how little sun we've been getting, everyone's so pale too! Hm, let's see...:

The woman seized Wei Ying up, eyes narrowing every now and then, before pulling a box from underneath her stall.

"You need some foundation of some sort, it's going to help set the other powders in place. It will also make you appear more womanly, since men don't typically wear foundation."

She held up two bottles, rose each one to compare to Wei Ying's face and handed him the lighter shade before continuing. "You need some color in your cheeks, pink is a big thing right now. Don't forget to put some on your nose too, it makes you look like a blushy maiden and men like that."

She handed Wei Ying a little box with colorful powders. "Don't mix more than two of a different color, or you'll look ridiculous. Don't add too much at once, build it up. And don't make it too intense, or you'll look like a hanged ghost."

Finally, she produced another box filled with many shades of lip stains and lipsticks. "If you do a lot on your eyes, you'll need a tamer shade for your lips. But if you want the focus to be on your lips instead, use something bright, like this red paint. It's my personal favorite, it stays on through anything. Eating, drinking..."

"Even through sword fighting?"

"Yes. Be that an innuendo or not."

Wei Ying felt himself fluster immediately, but the lady did not appear fazed. "I am fifty three years old, I'm past being ashamed of such things. Makeup is a good aid in seduction, and it must resist through strenuous activity, no matter what kind of activity is."

"Is there anything else I might need?"

"Fragrance. Something sweet, maybe some orchid and...ah!" and she picked up a small bottle from a shelf. "Sandalwood?"

Wei Ying smiled, cat-like. "Oh, I use plenty of sandalwood already."

Lan Wangji's head snapped up, a dark look in his eyes. "I believe that's enough."

"Alright." the woman smiled, "I hope you'll enjoy my products through all your f-word activities!"

With the hefty sum Lan Wangji left her, the lady took the rest of the day off.

And she wasn't the only one.

[mostlikelytofangirl]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers (except me cuz obvs I have already done it). spread the self-love ❤

Welp, took some time in replying to this orz.

I've only written for two fandoms and many years apart, but I'll still try to not make it all mdzs lol

"When the fire plays with you" - a fake dating ruoyao modern AU that is probably going to be about 500k words long, but I'm having lots of fun with it and tbh I'm proud if how it's turning out.

"Trick and treat" - a halloween Boueibu AU with the main 8 as monsters. It grew far bigger than I expected, but it has a special place in my heart (unfinished as it remains orz)

"All men are the same" - a nieyao comedy of errors about JGS trying to get JGY and NMJ together and causing the worst possible impression to both of them. It was my first fic for the fandom and I couldn't have expected how popular it'd become :')

"The color of mendokusai... and some other nice things" - a Boueibu one shot about En babysitting Ryuu and Akoya as they go Christmas shopping. It was an interesting mix of characters to work with.

"Black hole sun" - a different version of the Guanyin temple scene in which JGY lives bc WRH makes an appearance as a fierce corpse created by XY. It's a sort of character study too and one of my fave things.

[bitterfrosts]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers (except me because obvs I have done it). Spread the self-love ❤

(I waited a lil bit so I'd be awake when I did this. I keep weird hours. 😭)

The entirety of my Just Desserts series this is my quintessential fic series. Modern AU lanlan about two widowers trying to move forward with their lives. <3

Mycelium. My horror fic based off of Mexican Gothic, please read that book! Sizhui goes to visit his uncle Xingchen for the summer, but not everything is as it seems...

The House On Qishan Hill. I'm totally definitely going to finish this someday I swear! Modern AU Wei Wuxian meets a new friend Wen Ning in the old Wen house up on qishan hill. a murder mystery!

Neurolink. set 20 minutes into the future. lanlan. Lan Xichen goes to a new city and meets Song Lan... a cyborg! :o

Torrential. Songning meeting up again far into the future as fierce corpses and moving on together. <3