#summer spice 2024

[partially-controlled-chaos]

Summer Spice: Day 28 Sleepy Sex

Pairing: Halsin x F!Reader

Rating: Mature/Explicit NSFW

Warnings: Kissing, mild biting, nipple teasing, dry humping, vaginal fingering, mutual orgasm, sleepy sex, semi public sex if you squint really hard.

Summary: Prompt for Summer Spice 2024. A quiet night in the Elfsong Tavern rooms leads to a few stolen kisses and a quick moment of passion while avoiding rousing your sleeping companions in the room.

Word Count: 3.1K

a/n: I stumbled across the Summer Spice 2024 prompt list from @alpaca-clouds (thank you for creating this list, by the way, the prompts are fantastic) and it immediately brought me out of my writers block. I’m a little late to this party, but that absolutely won’t stop me from writing for some of these prompts. They won’t be in order and I’ll post as I get them written, but I’m hoping to write for at least two others before the beginning of fall. They’ll all be BG3 related, maybe not all Halsin related, but considering he’s the primary one I write for I can say he’ll be a majority. 

I know I typically write for a gender neutral reader and prefer to do it that way so more people can either self insert or insert their own characters into the story more easily, for the sake of ease I decided to go with a female reader. You could read it as AFAB as well, but I did try to make it work for gender neutral. 

Read on AO3 here!

Slow, languid kisses to your shoulder gently roused you from your slumber. You stirred gently, lazily smiling at the feeling of your lovers soft lips peppering tired pecks against your skin. With a soft hum, you turned from your side, partially rolling onto your back to greet Halsin with half lidded, tired eyes. He greeted you with a kiss to your cheek, his own eyes were still heavy with sleep as he pulled you closer against his chest, your back nestling perfectly against his bare skin. You enjoyed the quiet moment, a rare event in recent times, and simply lay in Halsin’s warm embrace. You felt an arm slide beneath your head as a makeshift pillow as his free hand lazily ran along your side. 

“Good morning, my heart.” He whispered softly against your ear, keeping his voice low to avoid disturbing your companions. 

The rooms above the Elfsong Tavern were much more comfortable than the open road and a dusty bedroll, but admittedly offered much less privacy without everyone having their own tent. Thankfully, you had managed to secure a room mostly to yourself, minus one cleric and an assimar for a few nights, and could unwind each day with the relative quietness of your own room. The room was open, however, not offering much seclusion, but at least you didn’t have to worry about a bunk mate disturbing your alone time with Halsin. Although the druid had his own bunk across the room from you, you greatly preferred it when he joined you in bed for the evenings, always feeling a fluttering in your chest when you felt him slip into your bed late at night and wrap an arm around you.

“Good morning,” you replied sleepily, “are the others awake yet?” You peered over Halsin’s broad shoulder and looked around the room, finding it dark filled with various snores and other sounds of slumber. The sun had not yet crested the horizon and the room was dimly illuminated by a sliver of moonlight filtering through the stained glass of the window beside you. Your head came back down to rest along his bicep, somehow finding it much more comfortable than the feather pillow that was being quickly forgotten above your head. You intertwined your fingers with his, both hands resting against the soft sheets of your shared bed. You were both quiet, precariously balancing on the thin line that separated sleep from consciousness.

“I don’t believe so.” Halsin said after a pause, his voice thick with exhaustion, “It appears we’ve a moment all to ourselves.” A small smile tugged at the corner of your lips at the thought, your eyes feeling heavy at the gentle caress of his hands continuing their exploration of your body.

“I wish we had more.” You said quietly, your eyes closing as the final words fell from your mouth in nothing much more than a mumble. You felt his fingers slide up towards your shoulder, his finger hooking in the neckline of your tunic before tugging it down slowly. Halsin pressed another kiss to the freshly exposed skin of your shoulder while the hand that was interlocked with yours came up to rest against your chest.

“As do I,” he said as his fingers lightly tugged at the laces of your shirt, “but we can savor the ones we do find.” Despite his exhaustion and partially closed eyes, Halsin managed to unlace the front of your shirt, the neckline falling slack before he gently slipped his hand inside. You moaned ever so softly at the feeling of his hand cupping your breast, not wanting to rouse your sleeping companions and ruin the moment you’d suddenly found yourself in. Halsin stroked the delicate skin on the underside of your breast with his thumb, giving his own hum of approval as he felt your nipple begin to tighten and harden at his feather light touch.

Halsin’s opposing hand continued to travel along the expanse of your side, pulling from your shoulder to slowly trace your curves with the tips of his fingers. You felt a pleasant tingle run across your skin underneath your tunic, his gentle ministrations causing a soft warmth to begin forming in the depths of your core. You felt the whole of Halsin’s hand softly grip your hip, giving a few light squeezes to the fleshy parts of your posterior, wrinkling the cloth of your trousers with each grasp. His lips lingered against your tingling skin, pressing unhurried kisses against you as he explored your neck and jaw with his tongue. He kissed from your shoulder up to the back of your ear, lightly gazing your prickled skin with his teeth every so often.

Your tired mind was clouded at his touches and kisses, each bit of attention given to different parts of your body sent your mind into deeper into the fog. Yours hands caressed his board arm, one of the few places you could actually reach, given your position. His skin was warm beneath your touch, heating up quickly from his own excitement as well as his natural body warmth. Your lips grazed his forearm as he continued to touch and feel his way almost blindly against your body. You felt the hand that had been resting at your hip for the past moments begin to move again, this time moving to feel the plushness of your thighs. 

Halsin adored the feel of your body against his. You always slotted into his embrace perfectly when he would join you in the evenings, allowing him to pull you tightly against his body before drifting off to sleep. Although he joined you most nights, having moments of pleasure during the night had come almost to a halt since entering the city. Tensions were high, given what was at stake, and between the heat of the city and the fights that always managed to find the party, you were both often too tired to do much more than share a few lingering kisses and curl into each other during the night. So, when you both found a brief moment of silence in the night for even a handful of dirtier touches, Halsin was more than eager to pleasure you back to sleep, despite his own exhaustion. 

Halsin’s second and third fingers slid effortlessly between your thighs, pressing against your gently throbbing mound as he touched you through your clothes. You let out a quiet, shaky breath at the feeling of his wonderfully thick fingers rubbing against your sensitive bud. You squirmed as best you could in his embrace, your limbs still heavy from your rest and unable to have full range of motion while you were still on the cusp of returning to your slumber. You felt Halsin smile against your kiss-covered neck, clearly pleased with your reactions. He tweaked your hardened nipple between his forefinger and thumb, causing your body to jolt from the mattress briefly. The aged wooden frame attached to the bed beneath you creaked as you moved, filling the quiet room with the first sounds of the day. 

“You’ll wake the others if you can’t sit still, my heart.” Halsin whispered against your ear. He released your nipple briefly to press the flat of his hand against your chest, pressing your back against him in an attempt to keep you from moving and causing more noise. He return his grasp to your breasts before you could respond, silencing your voice into another hastily exhaled breath. As Halsin’s two fingers ran down the length of your slit at a steady pace, you rolled your head to the side until your forehead bumped against Halsin’s chin. He pressed a firm kiss to the center of your forehead, inhaling the scent of your hair as he continued stroking your sex through the thick fabric. 

Soft moans meant only for Halsin’s ears left your lips, barely audible as you tried to keep as quiet as possible. Your eyes remained closed as you felt Halsin’s fingers swirl against your pulsing clit, feeling yourself becoming slicker with each passing of his touch. Your hips rolled slightly, desperate to feel more friction against your lower half. His touch was firm yet teasingly slow, wanting to savor each second he had with you like this. He could feel a slight dampness starting to form along the trail he’d been following, your own excitement beginning to seep through your camp clothes. You clamped your hand over his, urging him to focusing his touch on certain spots.

“You’re impatient.” Halsin said with a light chuckle, finding excitement in your eagerness. Your thighs squeezed against his hand in an attempt to make him still his movements along your throbbing clit after you’d decided that your sleep-heavy arms were too weak against his own strength.

“We’re short on time.” You muttered softly, your voice getting lost against his skin as you pressed a kiss to the center of his throat. 

“It’s not as early as you think, love.” Your eyes opened slightly, meeting his sleep-heavy, yet playful, gaze as you realized it was the middle of the night and not the approach of dawn. He kissed your lips for the first time since waking you, smiling against yours as he enjoyed your false annoyance. But, being the giving lover that he was, Halsin obliged with your desires. 

Halsin pulled his hand from between your thighs, making you whimper softly as the loss of his touch, but remedied it quickly by slipping his hand under the waistband of your trousers. You sighed heavily against his lips, your breath entering his mouth as he mirrored his ministrations along the outer side of your small clothes. His fingers were so close to touching your bare sex, the thin fabric of your small clothes not offering much interns of protection against his fingers. Your legs parted slightly, allowing him better access to your waiting core as his fingers toyed with the slickness of your camp clothes.

Halsin groaned softly as he felt the warmth of your slick against his digits, finding just how wet you had gotten  from just a few simple touches to be more than exciting than he had anticipated. The lining of your small clothes was positively soaked, the remaining wetness had dribbled from the sides and had started to coat your inner thighs, making yourself slick with excitement. Halsin firmly pressed against the apex of your mound, listening to the small whimpers you made as he continue stroking along your slit. He felt his own arousal beginning to grow at the ease with which his fingers slid across your clothing.

You could feel Halsin’s hardened length pressed firmly against your backside, undeniably weeping against the fabric of his trousers as a result of toying with your perky nipple and swollen clit. Occasionally, Halsin’s hips would grind against yours, pressing the whole of his impressive length against the small of your back or the curve of your ass. You could hear a low growl rumble in his chest with each brief contact of his hips with yours, a signal to you that Halsin was holding back his own desires for the sake of privacy.

With every feeling and touch you were experiencing, you were grateful for your current position in the room. With Halsin’s large frame behind you and your front facing the wall, you were well shielded from any potentially prying eyes, making you feel much more comfortable in being so vulnerable around your companions. Although it was no secret that you and Halsin would have late night trysts and were undoubtedly a pair, the last thing you wanted was to be caught in the act of lovemaking. Although you had no doubts that if someone were to look in your bed space in the current moment they would be able to deduce what was happening, you were just thankful you were mostly obscured from view. You were also thankful that Halsin was mindful of your feelings. Halsin of course wasn’t shy of his feelings towards you in public, but admittedly preferred when he could spare quiet moments alone with you.

Feeling his own resolve beginning to crumble, Halsin’s fingers finally slipped underneath the fabric of your small clothes, two of which finally parted your soaked folds. Sensing the moan that was about to erupt from your lips, Halsin quickly released your now sore nipple from his grasp and pulled it from the front of your shirt. The same hand quickly clamped over your mouth, pulling your head to face him as he tried his best to stifle the sound spilling from your mouth while sliding his fingers knuckle deep into you. You felt your cheeks burn with a radiant warmth that matched the heat coming from between your thighs, your heart fluttering in your chest at the feeling of Halsin’s fingers slipping in and out of you with ease.

“Shhh, my heart,” he whispered in your ear with a certain level of husk to his voice, “quietly now.” 

With two of his digits buried in your wet folds, Halsin circled his thumb around your clit in small strokes, teasing the throbbing bud along nicely. He set a gentle pace, not wanting to make the moment end too quickly, but fast enough to stoke the fires settling within both of you. His lips continued to pepper your face with soft kisses, feeling the warmth of your cheeks beneath his lips as he kissed up towards your temple, moaning against your skin with each clench of your walls around his fingers. Once he was certain you would remain as quiet as possible for the time being, Halsin pulled his hand from your mouth and returned it inside your shirt, focusing his attention on the previously forgotten nipple. 

You bit your lip as you basked in the glow of your building orgasm, an all too familiar tingle beginning to tighten in your belly. Despite their girth, Halsin’s fingers were surprisingly nimble and agile. He knew your body well and knew just how to stroke the right spots in your heat to have you writhing and trembling beneath him. Halsin curled his fingers just each time his knuckles came into contact with your slicked lips, brushing against the well hidden spot within you that would have had your vision blur if your eyes weren’t already closed. He managed to time each thrust of his hips with each curl of his fingers, almost mimicking the feeling of his cock brushing against you.

Halsin emitted a gentle grunt with each movement of his hips, the tightness of his trousers and the contact of his throbbing length against you sent waves of pleasure through him, pushing himself closer to his peak as he worked to bring you to yours as well. You clenched tightly around Halsin’s fingers with each thrust into you, your breath becoming ragged and coming in quick pants as your orgasm approached quickly. From your position, you did your best to pleasure Halsin as well. You rolled your hips against his lap each time he trust them against you, earning you several strained and stifled moans into your neck. You could feel him throbbing against you, his cock aching for release with each connection of your bodies.

It wasn’t long before Halsin focused his attention on your throbbing, aching clit, increasing the speed in which he toyed with the bud, circling and flicking across in an attempt to bring you to release. You can’t say it didn’t work, for soon you were a writhing mess, your legs beginning to tremble as your orgasm neared, your limp limbs getting one quick burst of energy in the moments before your climax. Your hand fumbled to find Halsin’s, fingers scratching at his knuckles as you held it in place while you turned away, the pleasure coming over your body in waves as your orgasm finally hit your body forcefully. While still holding onto his hand, you rolled and buried your face into the softness of the sheets beneath you, hiding the moan that suddenly tore from your lips as you rode out your orgasm.

Missing the feeling of your backside pressed firmly against his cock, Halsin rolled with you, settling comfortably on top of you with his fingers still buried deep inside of your clenched core. With a few sporadic thrusts against your haunches, Halsin’s own orgasm hit just as yours was subsiding, the feeling of your clenching walls around his fingers and the friction against his throbbing cock had finally become too much for him to contain any longer. He pressed his body firmly against yours, his mouth finding purchase against your shoulder as he bit lightly into you, silencing his own moan from the rest of your companions. You could feel a harsh warmth followed by a slight wetness against your lower back, Halsin’s own release soaking through his trousers as the last thrashes of his orgasm finally ended. 

You both lay there quietly, pressed against each other while still trying to regain some sense of composure. Halsin left tired kisses along your shoulder where he had bitten, kissing away any harm he may have done in the process. You could feel the hot pants of his breath against your exposed shoulder along with a light layer of sweat that had formed on his forehead and he pressed it against the back of your neck. Halsin rolled himself from atop you, gently pulling his fingers from your depths and out from the inside of your trousers, fixing the waistband as he did so. 

He returned to his side as you returned to your previous position as well, straightening your clothes as best as possible before turning to face him entirely. Your nose settled in the crook of his neck, placing a few gentle kisses along his neck and collarbones as a way of thanking him for your pleasure. The hand that had serviced your nipples came to rest in your hair, slowly stroking the back of your head and sleep weighed heavily on your eyelids. Halsin kissed your lips tenderly, wrapping his arm around your hips and tugging you against him snugly. His eyes drooped as you lay there together, thoroughly pleased and seemingly undetected. 

“Thank you, my love.” You whispered groggily, suddenly overtaken by the need to rest again. Your arms and limbs became heavy once more, unable to move even if you wanted to. Halsin felt the same, the stroking from his hand coming much slower with each passing moment, his exhaustion from earlier only being intensified as he came down from the thrill of your shared orgasm. 

“Sleep well, my heart.” He said softly as your eyelids closed for the final time that night, sleep finding you quickly. Halsin nuzzled his nose against the crown of your head, your natural scent mixing with the scent of waning arousal being enough to send him into a peaceful slumber.

Tag List: @thoughts-of-bear @mothermoth92 @obuoliukai

[alpaca-clouds]

Summer Spice 2024

Some might remember, that last year I had decided to do a summer smut challenge called Summer Spice. And because I had fun with it, I decided to do it again this year.

As I have been asked for my prompt list, I decided to also share it here now. You will find the list underneath the cut.

I will not properly moderate the challenge, but anyone who wants to join me writing some spice for the summer, you are more than welcome. I will start uploading my own stories starting June 15th and then upload three stories a week. My own stuff is gonna be all Castlevania and BG3, but again... Feel free to join with whatever.

The List

Day 01: Nipple Play

Day 02: Walked in On

Day 03: Cowgirl

Day 04: Against the Wall

Day 05: Dirty Talk

Day 06: Wax Play

Day 07: Roleplay

Day 08: Mirror Sex

Day 09: On the Tabletop

Day 10: Anal Fingering

Day 11: Blow Job

Day 12: Bondage

Day 13: Threesome

Day 14: Collar

Day 15: Orgasm Denial

Day 16: Aftercare

Day 17: Begging

Day 18: Consensual Non-Consent

Day 19: Aphrodisiac

Day 20: Laughing during Sex

Day 21: Outdoor Sex

Day 22: Rough Sex

Day 23: Pussy Worship

Day 24: Edging

Day 25: Face Fucking

Day 26: Tied to the Bed

Day 27: Blindfold

Day 28: Sleepy Sex

Day 29: Tease and Denial

Day 30: Domination

Day 31: Spanking

Day 32: Breath Play

Day 33: Anal Sex

Day 34: Striptease

Day 35: Bath Sex

Day 36: Post-Coital Cuddling

Day 37: Gagged

Day 38: Finger Sucking

Day 39: Cunnilingus

Day 40: Multiple Orgasms

Day 41: Humiliation

Day 42: Drunken Sex

Day 43: Scar Kink

Day 44: Fuck or Die

Day 45: Seduction

Day 46: Bukkake

Day 47: Large Insertion

Day 48: Furry/Scaly

Day 49: Overstimulation

Day 50: Orgy

[nijigasakilove]

Another week not being married to Holo I can’t take it

[jjs-brainrot]

Alright, finally got my preliminary watch list for anime season Summer 2024 down. (You can find out what all the anime airing in Summer 2024 are over at AniCharts)

Carry Over: Spice and Wolf remake: Hell yeah, more Spice and Wolf!

The Fable: Decently strong so far so I'm def interested in more

Sengoku Youko: Hell yeah, more Sengoku Youko!

Oshi no Ko S2: I've already watched season 1 so I might as well watch season 2…

For Sure: My Deer Friend Nokotan: I must learn why humans are not deer…

Plus-Sized Elf: As a card carrying member of the elf ear licker association, I am required by law to watch this. (plus half my friends are fans of the manga)

Maybe: VTuber Legend: Imma be real, "corpo vtuber gets drunk and says some stuff she probably shouldn't but goes viral" is fairly standard stuff in the vtuber sphere

Mayonaka Punch: Youtuber anime. It's a P.A. Works original so it'll at least be decent. Like and subscribe.

Na-Nare Hana-Nare: Cheerleader anime. It's a P.A. Works original so it'll at least be decent. Hoping it ends up at least as gay as Anima Yell was.

Dahlia in Bloom: No idea how good this'll be but it's literally the only shoujo anime this season so I have to at least check it out.

A Journey Through Another World: Raising Kids While Adventuring: Yeah sure, dad isekai. The sword dad isekai was pretty good so why not.

My Wife Has No Emotion: I know it's been like 2 decades but Chobits season 2 is looking way different /jk.

Dungeon People: Dungeon Keeper the anime sounds neat.

[beyondthegate]

Always good to get some nice character interactions instead of only focusing on the mental gymnastics of when to buy/sell fool's gold.

[dinosaurchurch]

Today marks the first day of autumn, my favourite time of the year.

We’ve been feeling the nip of colder weather here on the east coast especially during the night. Summer was lovely albeit very hot so I’m personally looking forward to the cozy evenings with hot lattes and crisp fall mornings.

I can’t wait to see the leaves change colour once again.

[dulcedelashay]

Natural flavor enhancing for tomatoes!!!

Good afternoon all of tumblr, especially my fellow gardeners! Did know that pairing certain fruits and vegetables with herbs actually help to enhance their flavor? In this case, growing marjoram or oregano as companion plants with tomatoes enhances the natural flavor of tomatoes tremendously. These herbs also act as natural garden pest deterrents. Happy Gardening!

[noseysilverfox]

March 2024

The marigold (лат. Caléndula officinális), common marigold, ruddles, Mary's gold, or Scotch marigold.

The bright orange and yellow marigold flowers decorate the garden and hold a natural pharmacy within them. They heal wounds, soothe the skin, and bring the scent of summer even in winter teas. In the Middle Ages, its petals were often sold as saffron – an expensive spice, that adding color and fragrance to dishes🌼

Ноготки лекарственные или кале́ндула лекарственная (лат. Caléndula officinális).

Яркие оранжевые и жёлтые цветки календулы не только украшают сад, но и хранят в себе целую аптеку природы. Она заживляет раны, успокаивает кожу и дарит аромат лета даже в зимних чаях. А в Средневековье её лепестки нередко продавали как шафран – дорогую пряность, добавляя в блюда для цвета и аромата🌼

[alpaca-clouds]

Summer Spice: Her Sweetness [Halsin/Kantei]

Another story for Summer Spice. Today my fellow Halsin-lovers are eating very well (I hope). The prompt was Multiple Orgasms.

Her Sweetness

Fandom: Baldur's Gate 3 Shipping: Halsin/f!OC Genre: Smut

Halsin is still trying to figure out what he is feeling for Kantei. He knows it is a tender feeling. But is it love?

[greenwitchcrafts]

December 2024 Witch Guide

New Moon: December 1st & December 30th

First Quarter: December 8th

Full moon: December 15th

Last Quarter: December 22nd

Sabbats: Yule: December 21st-January 1st

December Cold Moon

Also known as: Aerra Geola, Drift Clearing Moon, Frost Exploding Trees Moon, Heilagmanoth, Hoar Frost Moon, Little Spirit Moon, Long Night's Moon, Moon of Popping Trees, Moon Before Yule, Moon When the Dear Shed their Antlers, Oak Moon, Snow Moon, Winter Maker Moon, Wintermonat & Wolf Moon

Element: Fire

Zodiac: Sagittarius & Capricorn

Nature spirts: Snow Faeries, Storm Faeries & Winter Tree Faeries

Deities: Athena, Fates, Hades, Hathor, Hecate, Ixchel, Minerva, Neith, Norns, Osiris & Persephone

Animals: Bear, deer, horse & mouse

Birds: Robin, rook & snowy owl

Trees:  Cedar, evergreen, fir, holly & pine

Herbs: Bay, cinnamon, English ivy, frankincense, mistletoe, myrrh & sage

Flowers: Chamomile & poinsettia

Scents: Cedar, cinnamon, frankincense, ginger, lilac, myrrh, nutmeg, patchouli, pine, rose geranium, rosemary, saffron, violet & evergreen

Stones:  Aquamarine, bloodstone, cat's eye, garnet, jacinth, obsidian, peridot, ruby, serpentine, topaz, turquoise

Issues, intentions & powers: Dedication, devotion, love, peace, prosperity & strength

Energy: Alchemy, darkness, endurance, death&rebirth, higher education, reaching out to others, religious, spiritual paths, travel & truths

This full Moon has also been called the Long Night Moon (Mohican), as it rises during the “longest” nights of the year, near the December winter solstice. This name is doubly fitting because December’s full Moon shines above the horizon for a more extended period than most full Moons.

• This December is unique because there will be TWO new Moons. This is called a Black Moon.

A Black Moon is a special kind of New Moon, just as a Blue Moon is a special kind of Full Moon. Neither are astronomical terms; both are catch phrases for an unusual lunar calendar occurrence. For this reason, the definition of a Black Moon can vary and may refer to:

-The second new Moon in a month. This is the definition of Black Moon that’s used most often & it’s the most common. It occurs once every 29 months.

 -The third new Moon in a season of four New Moons. Every season (spring, summer, fall, winter) has 3 months & 3 new Moons. However, occasionally (every 33 months), there is a season with 4 new Moons. In this case, the third New Moon is called a Black Moon.   

-When there are NO new Moons in a month. This can only happen in February since it’s the only calendar month that is shorter (28 days) than the lunar month. When there is not a new Moon in February, there will be two new Moons for both January & March. It’s a rare occurrence (every 19 years or so) and the next one isn’t until 2033.

Yule

Known as: Alban Arthan & Winter Solstice

Season: Winter

Element: Earth

Symbols: Baskets of clove studded fruit, decorated evergreen trees, evergreen boughs, gifts, gold pillar candles, holly, mistletoe, poinsettias, wreaths & Yule logs

Colors: Gold, green, orange, red, silver, white & yellow

Oils/Incense: Bayberry, cedar, cinnamon, frankincense, myrrh & pine

Animals: Bear, boar, deer, pig, squirrel & tiger

Birds: Eagle, goose, kingfisher, lapwing, robin & wren

Stones: Alexandrite, bloodstone, blue topaz, cat's eye, citrine, clear quartz, diamond, emerald, garnet, green tourmaline, jet, kunzite, pearls & ruby

Angel: Auriel

Food: Caraway cakes, cookies, eggnog, fruits, gingerbread, ginger tea, nuts, pork, spiced cider, roasted boar, roasted chicken, turkey & wassail

Herbs/Plants: Bay, bayberry, blessed thistle, cedar, cinnamon, evergreen, frankincense, holly, ginger, ivy, juniper, mistletoe, moss, myrrh, oak, pine, rosemary, sage, valerian & yellow cedar

Flowers:  Chamomile & yarrow

Trees: Birch, cedar, chestnut, fir, holly, juniper, oak, pine & yew

Goddesses: Alcyone, Aphrodite, Ameratasu, Bona Dea, Brighid, Cailleach Bheur, Demeter, Diana, Fortuna, Frau Holle, Frau Perchta, Frigga, Gaia, Great Mother, Kolyada, La Befana, Idunn, Isis, maat & Tiamat

Gods: Apollo, Attis, Baldur, Bragi, Devak, Dionysus, Divine Child, Green man, Janus, Hel, Helios, Holly King, Horned One, Horus,  Lord of Misrule, Lugh, Mabon, Marduk, Mithras, Oak King, Odin, Ra, Saturn & Surya

Spellwork: Earth magick, happiness, harmony, love & peace

Issues, Intentions & Powers: Darkness, divination, light, messages/omens, purification, rebirth, renewal & transformation

Activities:

• Set up & decorate a Yule altar

• Clean, organize & cleanse before decorating your home

• Make witch’s balls to hang on your tree (protective & pretty!)

• Decorate & bless & Yule tree

• Stay awake until dawn to observe the cycles of nature

• Give gifts to your family & friends

• Donate your time or helpful items to charity

• Collect snow for winter/ snow magic

• Go caroling

• Hang mistletoe in your doorways

• Make Wassail

• Prepare a Yule Log

• Host a Yule feast

• Craft your own decorative wreath or garlands with oranges, cinnamon & pine

• Decorate your house with Yule colored candles

• Welcome the Sun

• Go on nature walks & leave offerings to nature

• Meditate & reflect on the passing year

“Yule” comes from Old English geol, which shares a history with the equivalent word from Old Norse, jól. Both these words referred to a midwinter festival centered around the winter solstice, which traditionally marked the halfway point of the winter season. After the solstice—the shortest day of the year—the days again begin to grow longer, so it’s thought that Yule was a celebration of the re-appearance of the Sun &the fertile land’s rebirth. 

• The celebration of Yule is one of the oldest winter celebrations in the world. Ancient people were hunters & spent most of their time outdoors. The seasons & weather played a significant part in their lives. The customs & traditions associated with it vary widely. Scholars have connected the original celebrations of Yule to the Wild Hunt, the god Odin & the heathen Anglo-Saxon Mōdraniht (“Mothers’ Night”)

• Some believe it marks the rebirth of the Sun (the God) from the Earth (the Goddess) & the cold days of winter will soon begin to wane. The Goddess is seen in her virgin Maiden aspect

In towns and cities throughout Sweden during the Christmas season, large goats are constructed out of straw. It is thought that the tradition originated in ancient times, perhaps as a tribute to the god Thor, who was said to ride in a chariot pulled by goats. In Sweden the goat came to be associated with the Christmas celebration & the Yule goat is now considered by many to be a companion or counterpart to Santa Claus.

This connects to ancient proto-Slavic beliefs where the Koliada (Yule) festival honors the god of the fertile sun & the harvest. This god, Devac (also known as Dazbog or Dažbog), was represented by a white goat. Consequently the Koliada festivals always had a person dressed as a goat, often demanding offerings in the form of presents. A man-sized goat figure is known from 11th-century remembrances of Childermas, where it was led by a man dressed as Saint Nicholas, symbolizing his control over the Devil.

Related festivals:

•Christmas- December 25th:

An annual festival commemorating the birth of Jesus Christ as the son of God. For Christians, believing that God came into the world in the form of man to atone for the sins of humanity rather than knowing Jesus's exact birth date is considered to be the primary purpose of celebrating Christmas.

Hanukkah-December 25-January 2nd:

 A Jewish festival commemorating the recovery of Jerusalem & subsequent rededication of the Second Temple at the beginning of the Maccabean Revolt against the Seleucid Empire in the 2nd century BCE.

Hanukkah is observed for eight nights & days, starting on the 25th day of Kislev according to the Hebrew calendar, which may occur at any time from late November to late December in the Gregorian calendar. The festival is observed by lighting the candles of a candelabrum with nine branches, commonly called a menorah or hanukkiah. 

Kwanzaa-December 26th-January 1st:

An annual celebration of African-American culture, culminating in a communal feast called Karamu, usually on the sixth day. It was created by activist Maulana Karenga, based on African harvest festival traditions from various parts of West & Southeast Africa. Kwanzaa was first celebrated in 1966. 

A Kwanzaa ceremony may include drumming and musical selections, libations, a reading of the African Pledge & the Principles of Blackness, reflection on the Pan-African colors, a discussion of the African principle of the day or a chapter in African history, a candle-lighting ritual, artistic performance & finally, a feast of faith (Karamu Ya Imani).

Saturnalia- December 17-23rd:

An ancient Roman festival and holiday in honour of the god Saturn, The holiday was celebrated with a sacrifice at the Temple of Saturn, in the Roman Forum & a public banquet, followed by private gift-giving, continual partying & a carnival atmosphere that overturned Roman social norms: gambling was permitted & masters provided table service for their slaves as it was seen as a time of liberty for both slaves & freedmen alike.

 A common custom was the election of a “King of the Saturnalia”, who gave orders to people, which were followed & presided over the merrymaking. The gifts exchanged were usually gag gifts or small figurines made of wax or pottery known as sigillaria. The poet Catullus called it “the best of days”.

Other celebrations:

Feast of Epona- December 18th:

Eponalia is the feast day of Gaulish Goddess Epona, the Divine Mare & in the time of the Roman Empire

Epona is known to be one of a very few Gaulish deities whose names were spread to the rest of the Roman Empire. This seems to have happened because Roman cavalry units stationed in Gaul followed her & adopted her as their Patroness. This may have started because many of the cavalry troops were conscripted from Gaul as they were superb horsemen. From Gaul the Romans took Epona with them including to Rome where She was given her own feast day on the 18 December. They worshipped her as Epona Augusta or Epona Regina & invoked her on behalf of the Emperor. She even had a shrine in the barracks of the Imperial Bodyguard.

Hunting of the Wren-December 26th:

A traditional custom carried out on the Isle of Man on  St. Stephen’s Day. It consists of groups of people going around villages and towns singing and dancing a traditional song and dance around a decorated wren pole.

The earliest and most common folklore story accounting for the origin of hunt the wren tells of a fairy/enchantress/witch whose beauty lures the men of the Isle of Man to harm, for which she is chased and is changed into the form of a wren. It is therefore in punishment for her actions that the wren is hunted on St. Stephen’s Day

Sources:

Farmersalmanac .com

Llewellyn's Complete Book of Correspondences by Sandra Kines

Wikipedia

A Witch's Book of Correspondences by Viktorija Briggs

Encyclopedia britannica

Llewellyn 2024 magical almanac Practical magic for everyday living

[nijigasakilove]

Can’t believe we only have two more spice and wolf episodes to go 😢 season 2 me please.

Really good episode here. The annoying ass villagers blaming Lawrence and even trying to throw Elsa and Evan under the bus annoyed tf out of me. Any excuse to attack the church I guess.. I do understand the frustration about the bad wheat and having to pay back money to Enberch, but it seems like no one is putting 2 and 2 together(besides Lawrence) about this being an obvious set up..

The elder wanting Lawrence to bail out the village financially after they accused him of being behind the wheat situation and were generally nasty as hell to he and Holo is killing me lmao. Gtfo.

I love how Elsa and Evan having this little secret forbidden romance, they’re so cute. When Lawrence walked in on them holding hands and Elsa just scrambled back lol

Finally got some updated Yoitsu lore too! Home isn’t a place, but the people. As long as Holo’s friends are alive and well you can always rebuild the buildings in Yoitsu. I’m sure some are probably still hanging around the area. But it does raise the question of why the bear went wild and destroyed the place.

Running away was the best choice. That village is a lost cause and never accepted the church or Elsa. I wouldn’t feel comfortable staying there anymore. It’s gonna be fun seeing how she and Evan settle into the group dynamic with Holo and Lawrence!

[beyondthegate]

Nice to see Elsa taking charge of the situation in her own way. Also can't believe we're almost at the end!

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This is the full list of fics from the Bottom Louis Fic Fest 2024. You can find more information about each fic and links to the fic posts in the bi-weekly masterposts, which will be linked in the week labels below.

Week One:

make sure you kiss your knuckles before you punch me in the face (25k)

More, More, More (9k)

.. / .-.. --- ...- . / -.-- --- ..- (I Love You) (27k)

Upon the Plot Where I Took My Eternal Residence (6k)

all you're dreaming of (61k)

Week Two:

Fly Me To Places I've Never Been (47k)

a dream awaits in aisle number two (6k)

Kiwi - It's your business! (23k)

Love is red and it looks so good on you (12k)

Blue Nights (55k)

Week Three:

The Royal Midwife (40k)

Do You Want to Know a Secret? (8k)

Your Handprints On My Hips (20k)

Roman Empire (11k)

Forget Me Not (100k)

Week Four:

Student of the Year (53k)

Anything at all (Worse than anyone) (9k)

One, two or three? (21k)

I’m a fire, and I’ll keep your brittle heart warm (12k)

Easier Than Lying (50k)

Week Five:

Help Me Make It Through The Night (23k)

cherries and honey (8k)

Me and my Husband (19k)

if i cannot bend heaven, i'll rise hell (109k)

Week Six:

God I Love the English (39k)

Lost In Psychic Dire Straits (11k)

You're Not Harry Styles (or are you?) (20k)

yours to reign (40k)

Sharp as Sugar, Sweet as Spice (60k)

Week Seven:

I am br(ok)en (53k)

Soft Hands Organics - Adore Sensitive Skin (8k)

don't make me feel special (27k)

I love it better if I repeat it many times; firefly, firefly, firefly ᡣ𐭩 (66k)

Week Eight:

No bananas in the library (36k)

we're leading each other out of the dark (16k)

I used to call you my best friend way back before you were my everything (7k)

as the summer fades away (66k)

Week Nine:

One Last Time (24k)

Wolves, I hear them calling for you (18k)

Total distraction (58k)

Eyes full of stars, heart full of sins (5k)

i know your love’s not real (68k)

Week Ten:

In The Spotlight, In His Arms (20k)

from underneath your glow (53k)

Always Yours (8k)

Midnight Doesn't Last Forever (64k)

Week Eleven:

My everything. (31k)

On a Night Like Tonight (9k)

limelight (20k)

a flicker of hope that i wanna keep (please don’t leave) (12k)

Week Twelve:

Show Me Your Soul (53k)

more at stake (17k)

Once Upon a Time (37k)

The Cobbled Streets of You and Me (5k)

The Crow Flies Straight. (80k)

Please help support this year’s fics by liking and reblogging the posts on Tumblr, liking and retweeting the posts on Twitter, giving kudos, and leaving a comment! 😊

[sizzlingstarlightsky]

*For The Land

Kinktober 2024: Exhibitionism

Eris x Reader

word count: ~2.5k

cw: public throne sex and fingering, Eris giving words of affirmation, everyone finishes

The autumn equinox was a time of balance and beauty, when the warm embrace of summer gave way to the crisp whisper of fall. It was the perfect setting for a tradition as ancient as the lands themselves.

The castle walls echoed with the anticipation of the gathered fae, their vibrant wings fluttering in excitement.

High Lord Eris stood tall and proud at the center of the grand hall. His mate, you, High Lady Y/N, was a vision of grace, your eyes sparkling with the promise of the season.

The air grew thick with the scent of harvest spices, a heady mix of applewood, cinnamon, and cloves, as the fae of all courts looked on. The thrones, ancient and powerful, had seen countless rulers come and go, but none quite like you and Eris.

Your hands trembled slightly as you took your place beside Eris. You knew the solstice tradition was sacred, a bond between the rulers and their land, but the thought of your union being displayed, that was something else.

Eris felt your apprehension, his hand warm and reassuring as it squeezed yours.

He leaned in, whispering words of love and encouragement that only you could hear, his breath tickling the shell of your ear.

Your eyes met, and in that moment, the world outside the throne room ceased to exist. Eris' gaze was filled with a fiery passion that set your heart ablaze.

He took your hand and gently guided you up the steps to the throne, the weight of your shared duty heavy upon them. The fae below watched in awe as they approached, their whispers of anticipation hushed by the gravity of the moment.

"You are a goddess," Eris murmured, his voice low and filled with reverence. "Your beauty is a harvest unto itself, ripe and ready for the plucking."

His words were like a warm embrace, wrapping around your insecurities and filling you with a newfound confidence. His eyes roamed over you, drinking in every inch of your body as if you were the most precious nectar.

"Tonight, we will show them what true power looks like."

You felt a blush rise to your cheeks, but you straightened your back, your gaze never leaving Eris's.

"And what is that?" You asked, your voice steady despite the tremble in your chest.

Eris smirked, his eyes darkening with a predatory glint.

"Let me show you."

With grace he lifted you onto the throne, your legs straddling his waist. The warmth of his skin against yours sent a jolt through your body.

You gasped as he claimed your mouth in a fiery kiss.

The crowd below them seemed to melt away as he traced the line of your jaw with his thumb, sending shivers down your spine.

His hand traveled to the neckline of your gown, his fingers deftly unlacing it to expose the soft mounds of your breasts. The cool air of the throne room washed over you, making your nipples tighten in response.

Your eyes never left Eris's as he lowered his head to claim one peak, his tongue flicking against the sensitive flesh.

A soft moan escaped you, and you felt his arousal pressing against you.

His hand slid down your waist to the folds of your skirt, lifting it to expose the apex of your thighs. His fingers danced along your skin, teasing and promising, until they reached the heat between your legs. He stroked you lightly, making your hips rock against his touch.

The fae watched, their eyes gleaming with a mix of awe and hunger.

Your breath hitched as Eris's thumb found your clit, circling it with a masterful pressure.

His mouth left your breast to kiss a trail up your neck, his teeth grazing your skin just enough to leave a mark. You could feel the energy of the room, the very essence of the land, waiting for their blessing.

The High Lord's hand slid lower, slipping into the warm wetness of your core. His fingers curled inside you, and you bit her bottom lip to keep from crying out.

Eris's eyes never left yours, his pupils dilating with desire as he felt you tighten around him. His free hand gripped the back of the throne, his knuckles white with restraint.

The crowd below them had grown silent, the only sound the soft sighs and gasps of their mating.

As Eris's fingers worked their magic, your hands found his shoulders, nails digging in slightly.

You could feel the beginnings of a powerful climax building within, your body responding to his skilled touch.

He knew just how to push you to the edge, then pull back, drawing out the pleasure until you were panting with need.

The fae below watched in silence, their own desires kindling as they observed the intimate display.

The room was a sea of fluttering wings and bated breaths. It was not merely a sexual act; it was a ritual, a sacred bond between the rulers and the land they served.

Eris's thumb continued its relentless rhythm, and you felt the coil of pleasure tighten within. You were aware of the eyes upon you, but Eris's touch was all that truly mattered.

He leaned into you, his breath hot against your neck as he whispered sweet, dirty nothings that made you tremble with need. Your body was his instrument, and he played it with the finesse of a maestro.

"Look at me," he murmured, his voice a dark velvet.

"You're so beautiful, so wet for me. You're going to come for our people, aren't you?" His words were a caress.

Your cheeks flushed a deeper crimson, but you met his gaze, your own eyes dark with passion.

"Yes," you breathed, your voice a soft whimper of surrender. "I'll come for you, for them."

Eris's smirk grew wider, his teeth grazing your earlobe.

"I want to hear you scream my name, my love," he murmured, his voice a seductive promise.

"Let them feel your pleasure, let it flood the room and fill the lands with fertility." His words were a heady mix of love and lust, a potent elixir that had your insides quivering.

Your hips bucked against his hand, the friction building. You could feel the eyes of the fae on you, their silent urging a palpable force.

Yet, it was Eris's gaze that held her captive, his golden eyes burning with a love so intense it threatened to consume her.

"Yes," she moaned, her voice a shuddering whisper. "I'm going to come for you, Eris."

His fingers worked faster, his thumb pressing harder against your clit, as if eager to coax you over the edge.

"Say it," he demanded, his voice a dark command.

Your breath came in ragged gasps, your eyes fluttering shut as you felt the climax approaching.

"I'm going to come," you moaned, your voice a sweet symphony of need. "I'm going to come for you, for the lands."

"That's it," Eris growled, his voice a deep rumble that seemed to resonate through your very core.

"Let go, let them see what you do to me, how much you want me." His words were a gentle push, sending you spiraling over the precipice of pleasure.

Your eyes snapped open, and you cried out his name, the sound echoing off the walls of the throne room.

The fae below let out a collective gasp, their own desires stoked by the raw, unfiltered passion on display.

Your orgasm crashed over you. Your body convulsing against Eris's hand. The room swam before your eyes, a kaleidoscope of color and sensation.

The High Lord's eyes never left yours, even as you rode the waves of your climax. His hand slowed, his touch tender as you came down from your peak. His thumb traced lazy circles around your clit, drawing out the last remnants of your pleasure, leaving you a boneless mess in his arms.

The fae below erupted into a cacophony of applause and cheers, their energy surging with the power of your shared ecstasy.

With a wicked grin, Eris stood, his cock straining against his breeches.

He reached down, freeing himself from the confines of his clothing, revealing his length to the eager gazes of the crowd.

He was as much a god in their eyes as you were a goddess, and the sight of him, so proud and aroused, only served to heighten the tension in the room.

You slid off the throne, your legs wobbly from the intensity of your release. Allowing yourself a moment to compose, your eyes never leaving Eris's as you did so.

The High Lord offered his hand, helping you to stand before he turned you to face the crowd. His hands found your hips, guiding you onto him in a smooth, fluid motion that had the fae gasping.

You felt him fill you, stretching you, claiming you in a way that was both terrifying and exhilarating.

You wrapped your legs around his waist, your skirts pooling around you. Eris's hands held you in place as you began to move, rocking against him with a newfound confidence. Each stroke sent a bolt of pleasure through you, and you could feel his own growing desire as he thrust up to meet you.

As the rhythm grew more frenzied, so did the flames that had started to flicker around the base of the throne. They grew taller, brighter, their warmth caressing your skin like a living, breathing entity. The fae below watched in amazement.

The heat from the flames seemed to intensify Eris's touch, his skin burning hotter with each stroke.

You could feel the power of the fire resonating with the power of your own climax. It was as if the very essence of the season was joining, fueling the union.

Your moans grew louder, mixing with Eris's grunts of pleasure.

The eyes of the fae were on you both, watching your every move with a hunger. The sight of their High Lord and Lady, locked in such an intimate and primal embrace, was a potent aphrodisiac.

They were not just observers; they were participants in this sacred rite, their lust a living tapestry that surrounded the throne.

You were acutely aware of their gazes, a thrilling mix of both fear and exhilaration coursing through your veins.

Yet, it was Eris's eyes that truly claimed you. You could feel his cock pulsing within you, each stroke a declaration of his dominance and love.

"Look at them," he growled, his voice thick with lust.

"They want us. They need us." His word a dark seduction. "Show them how it's done, my love. Ride me like you own me."

Your eyes widened, but you complied, your hips rolling in a sensual dance that had Eris' eyes glazing over with desire.

"You like that, don't you?" You taunted, your voice a siren's song that sent shivers down his spine. "You like watching me take you, watching me control the fire that burns in your veins."

Eris groaned, his grip on your hips tightening as he drove into you deeper.

"Yes," he hissed, his voice a feral snarl. "You own me, my queen. Your body is my sanctuary, your pleasure, my command." His words were a declaration of war, a battle cry that sent a shiver of excitement through you.

The gasps from the fae grew louder, their eyes glued to the erotic dance unfolding before them.

Each thrust, each moan, each caress was a silent promise of fertility and abundance for the lands. The flames grew higher, licking at their skin, painting the room in a warm, fiery glow.

You leaned back, your hands on Eris's broad shoulders, your breasts bouncing in rhythm.

"You're so wet for me," Eris murmured, "You're so perfect, so tight, so...mine."

You reveled in his praise.

Your hips moved in a silent symphony, each thrust a declaration of his worship.

"You're so beautiful, riding me like this," he murmured, his thumb brushing over her clit in time with their rhythm. "Every inch of you is perfection."

His eyes roamed over you, drinking in the sight of your flushed cheeks, your heaving breasts, and the way you moved on him with such passion.

"Your pussy is so good," he groaned, his voice raw with desire. "So warm, so welcoming. It's like coming home."

You moaned at his praise. You could feel yourself growing wetter, the slickness making your movements smoother, more urgent.

"Tell me more," you begged. "Make me feel like a goddess."

Eris's smile was wicked, his eyes alight with a dark pleasure.

"You're going to make me come, my love," he growled. "You're going to make me spill my seed, fill you with the promise of our land's prosperity."

Your eyes widened with each word, breath hitching as he continued to praise you, to claim you with his voice as surely as he did with his body.

"Your pussy is a treasure trove," he said, his hips bucking upward to meet your downward strokes. "A sweet, wet heaven that I'll never tire of claiming."

His hands moved to cup your breasts, his thumbs flicking over your nipples.

"These perfect peaks," he murmured, "they're like the tips of the mountains that watch over us, begging to be worshipped."

The fae below watched, their own desires reaching a fever pitch. As Eris's hands played your body like a finely tuned instrument, you could feel the climax building once more.

With a final, powerful thrust, Eris reached his peak, roaring out his release as he filled you completely. Your walls tightened around him, milking every drop as you, too, shattered into a million pieces. The flames around the throne grew even higher still.

The fae erupted into a frenzy of pleasure, their own orgasms a wave that crashed through the room.

The sound of their collective climaxes was deafening, a cacophony of moans and gasps.

Every creature felt the touch of their rulers' passion, a reminder of the deep bond between the High Lord and Lady and the very earth they protected.

As the flames around the throne subsided, Eris leaned in to kiss your forehead. The fae below watched as the High Lord cradled his mate, his touch tender as he whispered sweet nothings into your ear.

With the annual union complete, Eris helped you down from the throne. The fae below had fallen to their knees, the power of the ritual lingering in the air.

Together, you descended the steps, your bodies still slick with sweat and desire.

The room was silent. Each fae they passed offered a nod of respect, their eyes filled with a newfound reverence for their High Lady.

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Seventeen Fic Rec's Part 2

(CONTAINS SMUT AND MATURE SUBJECT MATTER)

(Bold title means favorite)

(UPDATED: February 3rd, 2024)

Kim Mingyu

Urban Hearts, Rural Souls (farmer mingyu) @hoshifighting

oh no, he's in love? (k.m.g) (dilf!mingyu x afab reader  | chan x afab reader) @ncteez

Need A Hand? (farmhand!mingyu x farmer's daughter!reader) @everyonewooeverywhere

✧ back to december (smut (18+ / mdni), fluff, angst (resolved!), best friends to strangers to lovers) @toruro

Between the heavens and the earth (Royal!AU, smut so MDNI!, angst, pining) @gyuldaengi

New Rules (basketballplayer!mingyu, collegestudent!reader, fakedating!au, fluff, angst, s2l, smut) @leejihoonownsmyheart

BLOOM FOR ME (college au, slice of life, strangers to fwb to lovers, angst, fem!reader, slowburn-ish, rollercoaster of somewhat unrealistic events, minor use of the fake dating trope, not proofread, explicit sexual content, inexpressive!reader, fear of intimacy, once again a fic that seemed better in my head than the finished product but idc!) @sanakiras

Honeyboy (SLOWBURN, back and forth PINING, angst, summer romance, spice/nsfw mentions and smut, eventual friends to lovers, brief high school!au, fluff, slight love triangle, lots of teasing/flirting.) @chocosvt

Lilac Lace (roomates au, fluff, pwp, humour, roomates to lovers.) @starlightxsvt

How to Win Hearts for Dummies (the answer is lattes and banana bread) (Idol!mingyu x makeup-artist!reader) @gyuswhore

xu minghao

now or never (when you make a chance encounter with your ex, you end up saying that you’re engaged to your estranged neighbor xu minghao. when you find out your ex is coming to your friend’s wedding, you’ve only got a month to become a convincing couple.) @heartkyeom

to love easily (non-idol!minghao x fem!reader) @minghaoyoudoin

rush hour (enemies to lovers, dancer au? unresolved sexual tension, smut) @lovelyhan

terrified (idolverse, established relationship, hao trying (and failing) to play it cool about the wanting-to-be-a-father thing, brief discussion abt family planning, this is only a little sad bc hao has overthinkeritis,) @lovelyhan

Remembrance of Ice (ice king!xu minghao x fem spy!reader) @gyuswhore

Apple of My Eye — xmh (fluff, descendants au, child of snow white reader, reader is shorter than minghao) @rubyreduji

Jeon WonWoo

new beginnings (: in which a certain someone starts getting extra clingy to you, leading you to find out you're pregnant.) @etherealyoungk

the bore next door (j.ww) @ncteez

Patterns (fuckboy(ish) wonwoo, friends(?) with benefits) @highvern

under wisteria blossoms (town doctor!wonwoo x reader) @lovequartz

Before the Day Begins (an interesting way to start an early sunday morning with your boyfriend wonwoo) @kyeomofhearts

wedding weekends with wonwoo (fake dating, non-idol au, photographer!wonwoo, florist! + gn!reader, fluff, angst if you looked hard enough (honestly, it’s kinda cheesy lol) @suhnshinehaos

OVERSET (ai!wonwoo x R&D!reader) @drunk-on-dk

Say Yes to Me (1960s!AU - Childhood bestfriend! Wonwoo x F!Reader) @ssinboo

roommates with benefits (smut, fluff, humor, college au, roommate au, frat au) @shuaflix

Hong Jisoo

Cockroach (Joshua hates cockroaches. Never in a million years would he ever be able to kill one, but thank goodness he has you to take care of that.) @beomboomboom

fine line (figure skater!joshua, writer/fangirl!reader, best friend!jeonghan, dad!seungcheol, smut, fluff, angst, some occasional skating jargon, this is a lot about the Olympics) @heartkyeom

leaning on the everlasting arms (childhood best friend! pastor's son!joshua x f reader) @onlyhuis

golden hour (fluff, slice of life, best friends to lovers, summer vacation au ━ best friend!joshua) @dkfile

wildest dreams | joshua hong (best friends to lovers!au, fake dating!au (kinda), fluff, humor) @viastro

yoon jeonghan

𝘋𝘰 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘙𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘛𝘪𝘮𝘦 ? (enemies to roommates to lovers, angst, fluff, smut (mdni 18+) @wonustars

lens of ice | yjh | one (figure skater jeonghan, light angst, a little fluff) @wongyuuu

January 9th | Prologue (Actor!Y. Jeonghan x Single mom!reader) @sunnylovespickles

The Christmas Boyfriend — yjh (fluff, smut (minors dni), fwb, fake dating, college!au) @rubyredujibyredujii

I THINK WE MARRIED IN VEGAS (comedy (?), angst, smut (minors don't interact)) @ressonancee

Kwon Soon-young

hoshi; vowels and veracity (m) (teacher!soonyoung x single mother!reader) @hansolmates

Deserted (Sci-Fi AU!, Reader-Insert, Smut, Some Plot, Hookup/One-Night-Stand/Strangers) @ihavethedreamies

Edible Arrangements (college roommate!soonyoung x afab!reader) @bitchlessdino

highrise (ceo!au… ish) walking around your apartment naked has never been a problem, since you live in a high-rise and no one can see in, at least that’s what you thought…) @sluttywonwoo