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wangxianficrecs · 5 months ago
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it's your soul by syriala
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it's your soul
by syriala (@bloody-bee-tea)
G, 3k, Wangxian
Summary: Wei Wuxian never said it out loud before, the fact that Lan Zhan just loved him for his body, and he’s surprised at how much it truly hurts him. The only thing Wei Wuxian always wanted was for Lan Zhan to love him, him, and not his body, just like he loves everything about Lan Zhan. And now he doesn't even have his own body anymore. Kay's comments: An AU where Wangxian were in a situationship before Wei Wuxian's death, but because they still were in their misunderstandings/miscommunication era, Wei Wuxian died thinking that Lan Wangji only loved his body, but not him. This story left my heart aching, but it was also beautifully resolved. Really loved it, because it was believeable. Excerpt: I love your whole body, is what he doesn’t say but what Wei Wuxian still hears. “But what about my dashing personality?” Wei Wuxian asks, breathless between one kiss and the next, and he whines high and needy when Lan Zhan pulls away to stare down at him. “Ridiculous,” Lan Zhan eventually says and Wei Wuxian chuckles in response. It’s a better alternative to start crying then and there. He should really stop hoping for anything more from Lan Zhan and be content with what he does have right in front of him. It’s still hard to shake the thought that he would give everything he has for Lan Zhan to love him for more than just his body. Even though Lan Zhan tries his best to kiss the very last thought out of Wei Wuxian’s head.
pov wei wuxian, post-canon, misunderstandings, miscommunication, developing relationship, angst and hurt/comfort, angst with a happy ending, love confessions, pining wei wuxian, not actually unrequited love, pining while fucking, mutual pining
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(Please REBLOG as a signal boost for this hard-working author if you like – or think others might like – this story.)
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aziraphales-library · 6 months ago
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I would like to recommend what must be the best fic I have ever read, ever:
by @twwings
Warning for E RATING and so much angst, but it’s well worth it I assure you. It’s done nothing less than change my life.
And thank you mods for running this lovely archive!
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thegreenmetblue · 1 year ago
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StarkerFestival 2023 : Summer bingo
Pining While Fucking
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Peter tried to tell himself that fucking was already so much better than nothing.
But the truth is.. fucking with Tony but still pining for him hurts so much more. He wanted more. He needed more.
He needed the hands holding, the laugh together, the movie night, the breakfast together, he wanted to fall asleep and wake up in Tony’s arms.
He wanted to kiss him.
The laughter of someone pining for his beloved is like that of someone who is always crying.
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for @starkerfestivals 💖
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pushingtothedge · 11 months ago
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After a long, arduous writing process, I, with the help of many loving friends (Clara and @spiceberrie ), have completed my first hockey fic. Please gaze upon it kindly:
Joe Veleno gears up for his sophomore season with big plans: land the opening night roster, play better hockey, apparently shoot a few new MoJoe show episodes and – try to forget about Moritz Seider.
When Joe swerves into the parking lot and stops, Mo finally looks at him. His eyes are icy blue. The way the Sun sneaks in under the roof of the car, slanted, it blasts half his iris into light, making it appear almost white. “Wanna come up?” he asks.
For further lore please watch this:
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And after looking at these intense pictures (+ babyfaced joeyv @ combine), watch the calder video (a confession of undying love):
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f0ul-f13nd · 2 years ago
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At the end of Chapter 2, Aziraphale sent a text:  “Would you like me to help you relax?”
Chapter 3 has posted :) Praising Aziraphale’s loveliness is like tossing sugarcubes into the sea. No matter how many saccharine words Crowley hurls at him – (gorgeous, devastating, rubenesque) – the man still drowns in waves of salty self-deprecation.Crowley wishes he could tell Aziraphale the truth: “I’ve been watching you for months. I’ve seen you in the harsh light of the library. I’ve seen you sick, irritated, scared. I know your shape and your scent and your laugh.”But for now all he can do is throw another sweet cube of sugar: (the most desirable man i’ve ever seen?) And hope the man will take a bite.
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trekkerac · 2 months ago
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I'm having fun part 3
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illusioncanthurtme--art · 4 months ago
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Physically? I am sitting in my bedroom. Mentally? Spiritually? I AM DEAD ON THE FLOOR!!!!! THESE TWO HAVE KILLED ME!!!!
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(Another drawing! This was originally attempt #1 at drawing stan, and then fiddleford just showed up. Kinda feels like them five minutes after the above acting like nothing happened though, so it works sdjkgkjfshj)
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krysmcscience · 4 months ago
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I have some questions about karaoke night, Alex Hirsch. Very Important Questions. Which I will happily scream at a poor hapless baby triangle who can have no answers for me, and possibly also does not have object permanence yet.
Follow-up that is I guess suggestive, but let's be real here, Bill's a fucking triangle:
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Dude slipped right into his birthday suit, lmao
this is so stupid :D
Anyway, I don't care what anyone says, this brilliant individual knows what's up - Bill is absolutely way more of a monsterfucker than Ford could or ever will be, full stop.
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proselles · 5 months ago
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alex hirsch was really just so pissed that no one saw his epic old man yaoi that he went and wrote a whole new book and made a whole website specifically to show meticulous evidence that this weird old man fucked a triangle.
he really said what were ford and bill really doing in that pocket dimension they shared, hm? did you ever think of that? oh - you think it was just chess? hm. interesting. i dont.
the ultimate rare pair shipper. i have never seen a creator do this before. absolutely fascinating at every angle.
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stemmmm · 1 month ago
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the scene people keep screaming about from chapter 5 of theseus' guide
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Personally, I think the most devastating tragedy in Gravity Falls was Stan losing his freckles and tooth gap from when he was younger
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aziraphales-library · 1 year ago
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hello mods!! ive just read a fic called ''curve of old bones'' and ''snow angel'' i believe it was called and was wondering what fic you can recommend me to read that follows the themes of fake dating/ enemies to friends to lover/ pining whilst fucking sorta thing???
Hey, we have tags for everything you're asking for! #fake/pretend relationship, #enemies to lovers, #enemies to friends to lovers, #pining while fucking. As pining while fucking only has two posts, here are some more to add...
Curses foiled again by hapax (E)
To be blunt: in order to return to tip-top condition, Aziraphale was going to have to get laid. And the angel had spent almost six thousand years of his existence among humans assiduously avoiding anything of the sort. Aziraphale turns to his hereditary enemy for assistance with a particularly pesky curse. After all, it’s not like a demon has any feelings that might be involved.
Ambrosia by pilatesandpinot (E)
Those damn aphrodisiacs. They chatted as they soaked in the water, Crowley ate from a platter of fruit, hoping the sugar from them would somehow cure his sudden lightheadedness, as the blood in his head was probably pumping down to his groin, and get rid of the heated feeling in his abdomen, while Aziraphale lathered her arms and shoulders with oil. When she moved down to her breasts and tummy, she leaned back a bit, slowly and carefully cupping herself and making a small little hum sound as she rubbed her belly. Crowley had to bite his bottom lip to keep himself from groaning, watching the glisten of the angel’s skin, the warm glow she seemed to be emitting, her lush and curvy body sitting comfortably in the water. He was indeed fucked. ------------------------------ Aziraphale and Crowley have oysters at Petronius's, and soon learn while visiting the bath house afterwards why oysters are one of Aphrodite's favorite foods.
May My Teaching Drop as the Rain by Dee_Morris (E)
Several people on Twitter have commented that there isn't enough Ineffable Tutors content out there, and I have to agree. The book doesn't go into very much detail about what Cortese and Harrison get up to in the years they spend educating young Warlock, and as a fic writer there's nothing as much fun as a blank space to play in. I expect that the stories in this series will more or less stand alone, but I'll add notes and recaps where I think it's necessary. These will mostly be light-hearted horny adventures with little to no angst. Tags may change or be added as I write more stories.
Out There by snae_b (E)
Small town paper, small town news, and Aziraphale always gets stuck with the shit stories. Strange lights in the desert? Aziraphale might as well be writing about el Chupacabra. Again. At least his source is cute, even if he is a little out there.
The Arrangement by TawnyOwl95 (E)
Aziraphale and Crowley are set up on a blind date as a joke by their respective housemates. They decide to get their own back and call everybody's bluff by *gasp* fake dating!
Craving by DawnOfTomorrow (E)
“You want me to pay for it.” He drawled, leaning back in his chair. “Don’t put words in my mouth.” His assistant said, entirely unimpressed by the fact that he could fire her. “You said-” “I said that it would probably be a good idea for you to get some, and if you can’t be bothered to do it the normal way, that there are professional options. And then I said that if you’d like, I could recommend someone.” --- He called the fucking number. He didn’t know why – okay, he did, he was an idiot, tipsy, lonely, and horny – but he called the damn number. --- Even just looking at the blonde’s profile, he felt a twinge in his gut. Blonde curls indeed – over features that revealed the other man’s age, light eyes, and a cute, upturned nose. Slim lips, currently curved in a smile for the bartender. Crowley studied the rest of him too – a bit of chub, not enough to be fat, but definitely dad-bod territory. He sighed softly, wondering what sort of witch Anathema was, because she had been spot on about this guy being his type. He didn’t even need to see the large hands or plush thighs to make up his mind – this… this could work.
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oakenshieldbaggins · 8 months ago
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Dungeons & Dragons Honor among Thieves Bloopers 1/2
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e-rated-beardo · 9 months ago
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I can't begin to describe the thrill I felt when I saw this had updated again! 😍
This is one of the best speculative/horny fics I've read, im love it so much ur honour. Note tag "pining while fucking", which still makes me giggle but describes this whole conceit so well.
Was worried about the author and baby when the hiatus started getting a bit long, but seriously all the respect, because tiny babies are WORK (I'm a parent too; my mind basically hibernated for a year and a half at the start, getting back to this so soon is IMPRESSIVE to me)
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Lucid
Rated E
by TwilightCitySky
Part two of Transmission
Crowley tries his hand at lucid dreaming, and gets more than he bargained for.
For those of you following this fic, thank you for your patience (I had a baby!) and chapter 9 is now up!
Read on AO3
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localcanadiancreature62 · 3 months ago
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*looks at favorite characters list* Oh no.. I really do love old men,don't i?. Fuck. I have become the "cries over tragic old men" guy.
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octaviusing · 2 months ago
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Taking your Husband home to your dimension is Similar to taking your cat to the vet
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