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wangxianficrecs · 4 years ago

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Follower Recs

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Hi! First of all, thank you so much for running this blog, It's become one of three reasons why I haven't yet committed arson (I jest but the Feeling is true). [Hee, hee, hee.] I have a rec for you! It's called "wholesome life usurp immediately" by comfect on ao3 and it's. So good. It's unfinished but the author updates it literally every other day if not faster! It's a lovely fic, I hope you enjoy it. 🌻

Wholesome Life Usurp Immediately

by Comfect (T, 55k, yunmeng sibs, qingli, wangxian, WIP)

Summary: Wen Qing examines Jiang Yanli at Cloud Recesses and has a cure for her poor cultivation.

Now there are Three Prides of Yunmeng.

Everything kind of fixes itself from there.

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hello mojo!! I would really like to recommend standing still (but we keep going) by lwjromantics!! it's really good!!

standing still (but we keep going)

by lwjromantics (justfantaestic) (T, 5k, wangxian)

Summary: Lan Wangji supposed that if having to take care of little A-Yuan and Mo Xuanyu and having to look at the reminders of Wei Ying in their habits and mannerisms was punishment for his actions, he would willingly take it and flay his own back open.

— There are children in the Burial Mounds.

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hii mojo! I just read this cute fic and I loved it so I wanted to rec it :)

Word Up, Talk the Talk

by Larryissocute (G, 2k, wangxian)

Summary: It wouldn’t have been a problem (it really wouldn’t) if they weren’t best friends. Wei Wuxian doesn’t know what good deeds he did in his past life to be blessed with Lan Wangji as a friend nor does he know what evil things he did to be cursed with being only a friend to Lan Wangji.

Or the one where Wei Wuxian kisses Lan Wangji and then runs away.

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Hey! Love your account — and proud of you for taking the hiatus you needed. [Lol - it was really nice!] Idk if you take fic recommendations, but I'd love to rec Roots by ardenrabbit. Fantastic characterization, I really love it!

Roots

by ardenrabbit (E, 46k, wangxian, WIP)

Summary: After Wei Wuxian's duel with Jiang Cheng, he finds that stab wounds aren't so trivial when he doesn't have a core to heal them. He wakes to find Lan Zhan in the Burial Mounds with him, already beloved by the Wens and making himself at home. When Lan Zhan tells him that he wants to stay and offers more help than Wei Wuxian knows how to accept, he fears that it's only too good to be true.

Lan Wangji knows that Wei Ying is doing the right thing, and he couldn't live with himself if he let him do it alone. For everything Wei Ying has sacrificed, Lan Wangji is determined to give something back to him.

Hanguang-Jun has turned his back on the clans to join the Yiling Wens and their demonic cultivator leader, and every clan has a different opinion on the matter.

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Hello! I wanted to rec a fic on ao3 called "Restoration" by jelenedra. It's complete, an alternate universe of the sunshot campaign told nonlinearly. It has strong fairy tale and fae elements, with a touch of mystery. Bit of a fix it. Some delightful one liners, and the final ending imagery is just LOVELY. The fic deserves much more love. There's also some YilingWei, wwx not raised by Jiang, and sentient Burial Mounds elements. Enchanting read that keeps you enthralled and curious and intrigued.

Restoration

by jelenedra (M, 85k, wangxian)

Summary: They say he was thrown into Luanzang Gang by the man who killed his parents; they say that he is an immortal cultivator who had been in a deep trance until the Wen sect disturbed his rest and incurred his wrath; they say that he is the fierce corpse of a cultivator who had somehow regained his mind and his spiritual powers.

When Lan Wangji sees him for the first time, he understands why people talk.

Meng Yao wants safety. Xue Yang wants vengeance. The Sunshot Campaign wants victory. Yiling Laozu provides, for a price.

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I usually read all your recommendations. Thanks for gathering all good recs of wangxian. I am in love with every single story your recommend especially the favorites. [I’m so glad!] I just wanted to suggest a fic i came across while searching for phoenix!wwx. Its a new story I think as author has published it today. The first chapter was very interesting that i thought ill recommend it you and know your opinion. The legendary phoenix and his dragon -Devipriya and Hidden Path to Love by ShadowTenshiV

Hidden Path to Love

by ShadowTenshiV (G, 78k, wangxian)

Summary: Wei Ying is a servant working at the Gusu Lan castle. One day he enters through a secret passage way connected to the library where he meets a Lan for the first time. He may have left quite an impression, gaining the other´s attention and slowly becoming friends. They would like to become something more, but a servant can´t be with a prince, but maybe his secret can change that.

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hello mojo! i was wondering if I could make a fic rec? it’s called “and the calm is deep where the quiet waters flow” by izanyas. it used to be on ao3 but the author has since moved it to eir own website and has started posting updates there. i was wondering if this could also act as a signal boost bc some old readers on ao3 might not have known that it is now on another website. Author's been through a tough time so I think it deserves a lot more love.

For new readers, please mind the warnings in the prologue and the beginning of each chapter! it’s omegaverse and a very heavy read as it deals with (possible spoiler) off-screen rape that results in an unwanted pregnancy, as well as secondary gender oppression which runs deep, but for people who can bear it the writing, worldbuilding, and emotions are truly spectacular.

and the calm is deep where the quiet waters flow

by izanyas (E, 270k, wangxian, WIP, link is to WordPress rather than AO3)

Summary: Cangse Sanren was the first of her kind to become a cultivator. Talented, passionate, free-spirited, she bested everything that ever came her way until the very end.

Jiang Fengmian refuses to see her son deprived of that same freedom.

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Hello Mojo! I dunno if this's been recced before, but here's another ficrec for you? It's complete, on ao3, "The Third Young Master of Qishan Wen" by KouriArashi. It's 'if wwx was raised by dafan wen, but gets recognized as 3rd heir due to his skill' scenario. Some really nice banter and characterization. Wwx and lz get together before the sunshot campaign. Story follows the live action but diverges into au, and does some cool callbacks to original canon. Love Meng Yao in this! [Oh, I know KouriArashi from my last fandom, I love her works!]

❤️The Third Young Master of the Qishan Wen

by KouriArashi (T, 139k, wangxian, my post)

Summary: The fic where Wei Wuxian is adopted by the Dafan Mountain Wens instead of the Yunmeng Jiang.

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Hi Mojo! I can count the number of times I’ve spoken on Tumblr on one hand (I’m shy heh) but I found this fic that I think you and others would really like? I’m a sucker for emotional hurt/comfort and this was just too sweet for me not to share (did I go through 20 pages of bookmarks just to make sure you don’t already have it? Maybe …) [Aww, you can do a sidebar search in the bookmarks for the author’s name. But I hope you found other good fics by carding through the whole catalog!] It’s “Close Your Soft Eyes” by timetoboldlygo! I also wanna say thank you for all the hard work you put into this blog! It’s a treasure beyond compare. :D [Thank you so much!]

Close Your Soft Eyes

by timetoboldlygo (G, 12k, wangxian)

Summary: When Lan Wangji woke, the first thing he noticed was the slip of paper, folded and tucked between his index and middle fingers, not Wei Wuxian’s absence. His fingers trembled as he unfurled the paper. A donkey with a little smile beamed down at him.

On the nights that Wei Wuxian was gone, Lan Wangji woke to gifts on his pillow.

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Hey Mojo! I love your blog it is beyond awesome! [Thank you!] I was wondering if you would consider reading JaenysBloodcourt series "A Bond to Takes us home"? The summary is weird but I like the fics and would love to hear your opinion on LWJ POV (it's part 2). Part one is Mingxian but part two (Wangxian) reads as a standalone for the most part. Anyways, thank you for all your hard work! <3 [I’ll put it on my list!]

A Bond to Take Us Home

by JaenysBloodcourt (T, 10k, mingxian - nmj/wwx, wangxian, series in progress)

Summary: Wei Wuxian has two soulmarks. He has two soulmates that seem to be the opposite of him. During his first life he meets both of them, loves only one and longs for the other. In his second life, the one he loved first is dead, and the one he pined after is pining after him.

These are the many tales of his soulmates and the raucous they made across the cultivation world.

Some are dark, some are light. Beware.

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I forgot to send this in for Mother's Day a few weeks ago, but have you read dragongirlG's "into the light of a dark black night"? It's a short canon divergence where Mama Lan escapes the Cloud Recesses after spending one last, heartbreaking night with her sons. It's so beautiful and bittersweet! [Oh, ouch. I just read this author’s time travelling juniors au, but hadn’t seen this one.]

into the light of a dark black night

by dragongirlG (T, 3k, Madam Lan & sons)

Summary: The night that Wu Yuhua, formerly known as Madam Lan, plans to escape from the Cloud Recesses, she runs into an unexpected complication.

That complication comes in the form of her younger son A-Zhan running up to her door and kneeling in front of it, hushed whimpers escaping from his throat.

Wu Yuhua knows it's not the full moon, knows that it's not the one day a month she's allowed to see her children—but like hell is she going to leave her six-year-old son out there trying to stifle sobs in the snow.

She opens the door. "A-Zhan," she says, bending down and reaching out a hand. "Come in, my sweet boy."

On a snowy night in the dead of winter, Wu Yuhua, formerly known as Madam Lan, unexpectedly spends one last night with her sons before escaping from the Cloud Recesses.

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Hello queen I’d like to recommend for ur follower rec posts Avatar: The Untamed Waterbender by KouriArashi. Banger of an ATLA au, def the best one I’ve seen. It’s a WIP but the author updates pretty regularly and it’s all around an A+ fic [Oh, yes, I’ve been waiting for this one to finish before I jump in.]

Avatar: The Untamed Waterbender

by KouriArashi (T, 123k, wangxian, WIP)

Summary: You know the drill. Long ago, the four nations lived in harmony. Then, everything changed when the Fire Nation attacked.

100 years later, Jiang Cheng and Jiang Yanli find Wei Wuxian sealed in an iceberg.

Featuring: avatar WWX, waterbending JC, firebending Wens, airbending Lans, earthbending Nies and Jins, Jiang Yanli in possession of the brain cell, et cetera.

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[My ko-fi.]

#follower rec #wangxian fic rec #I HAVEN'T READ THESE YET #wangxian #mdzs #follower recs

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talpup · 5 years ago

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Erase the Shadow: 18

Summary: Despite sharing dreams with Teris for as long as he can remember, Aizawa Shouta never believed in soulmates. That was until he met Teris in the real world on his first day at UA. Trouble is, Teris doesn’t know anything about their shared dreams. And the one time Shouta tried to tell her, he nearly lost her completely.

Five years after graduating from UA, Shouta still believes Teris is his soulmate. But things have only gotten worse. Teris moved to another town shortly after graduation. And now she’s dating his best friend Yamada Hizashi.

Please remember, this fic is rated explicit and has warnings of sex, violence, and other possible triggers.

***If you prefer reading off AO3 here’s the link for that: https://archiveofourown.org/works/22027552/chapters/56826184

If you enjoyed reading this at all please comment and let me know. Since I post for free, think of it as nice way of leaving a tip. And since comments are the only thing that encourages me to keep editing and posting, it’s also a benefit for you.

Thank you to those who have left hearts. And a VERY special thank you to those who have recently left comments or re-blogged. They REALLY mean a lot.

As always, an extra special thank you to @inorganicone2230 for their encouragement and friendship. Also for them helping plot bunny this story out and proofreading this chapter before its posting. This fic was my personal guilty pleasure, and without them never be getting posted.

18.1

Hizashi had got his turn again, once Shouta was done with his second round. But he had been too wired to sleep after. Giving up hope of rest, he had left Teris and Shouta slumbering in each other arms to work on the newest song he was writing; but that had gone down about as successfully as sleeping had.

Ears listening for noise from the bedroom, Hizashi had been unable to concentrate. He had gotten up at any little sound to check on his girlfriend and best friend, part of him sure that they were going at it.

He shouldn’t have been as protective and jealous as he was. Teris had accepted Shouta, and agreed to be with the both of them. There was no going back. Yet he couldn’t help how he felt.

Of course he blamed Shouta for the continued ill feelings about it all. Shouta should've asked. They had been in his bed. The entire thing had been his reluctant idea. Shouta wouldn’t have lost his damned v-card, let alone be with Teris if it weren’t for him. But instead of checking to see if he was alright with it, Shouta had simply gone again. The man hadn’t even pulled out from his first time. Hadn’t even glanced his way to see if he was good with having to wait.

They needed to set some rules and boundaries. Shouta couldn’t just do whatever he wanted, whenever he wanted with Teris. Not when he was there waiting his turn. Teris might’ve been their girl now; but she had been his girl first. That alone should afford him some deference with his best friend.

As the minutes turned to hours Hizashi found himself increasingly on edge. How long was Shouta going to sleep? The two needed to talk. How could Shouta sleep when there was so much that needed to be settled?

Eyes once again focusing on the digital clock at the bottom of the screen, Hizashi watched the numbers change. It would have to do, he thought closing the laptop. He couldn’t wait any longer.

Four-thirty might’ve been a bit early to wake up on a day off. But it wasn’t like it was four, or two-thirty, or one-forty. Shouta would just have to deal.

Stepping into the bedroom, Hizashi made his way over to the right side of the bed. It had once been Teris’ side, but he supposed it was now Shouta's.

Would Shouta be wanting to sleep with Teris every night? Hizashi certainly wasn’t going to give that up. There was no way he would agree to have his girl every other night. Or worse, every other week.

That was just another thing he and Shouta had to talk about; though he wasn’t splitting his time with Teris, no matter what his friend wanted.

“Shou.”

On his back, Shouta's head turned, burying deeper into the soft, sweet smelling warmth on his shoulder. His left arm tightened, pulling and holding the warmth closer.

Hizashi's eyes narrowed, mustache twitching. Damn. He was really gonna have to work on getting his jealousy buttoned down if this was going to work.

He reached out hand and tapped Shouta's shoulder. “Shou. Wake—Ow! Ow, ow.”

On instinct, Shouta had grabbed the disturbing hand and twisted it. Seeing Hizashi, he relaxed and released him, head dropping back on the pillow.

“Zashi… Leave me alone.” Shouta's eyes were closed before he even finished speaking; breath deepening as slumber returned.

Hizashi rubbed his wrist, frowning. His friend nearly tore off his arm and that was all he got? No apology, or are you okay? Granted Shouta wasn’t one to apologize. And he was even gruffer when woken up but...

“Get up. There’s stuff we gotta talk about.”

Shouta cracked an eye opened. The hand that had grabbed Hizashi’s wrist found Teris’ nestled on his chest and covered it, fingers closing around hers.

“She’s asleep.” Shouta nuzzled his cheek against the crown of her head, a smile tugging at his lips of its own accord. “As I am.”

“I said we had to talk. Not the three of us.” Hizashi’s jaw pulsed.

He looked over his sleeping girlfriend, naked and curled around his best friend. You agreed to this. You suggested it. You can do this. It’s worth it if it means keeping her.

Hizashi turned away from the goading image, voice soft but snippy as he made his way towards the door. “Try not to wake her up when you get outta bed. She can be a light sleeper.”

Shouta closed his eyes and sighed. The urge to succumb and go back to sleep was great, especially with Teris’ warm, silken body nested so snugly against his.

He smirked, thinking the events of the night. How Teris had sounded and felt. Oh, how she had felt! His morning wood hardened further at the thought. He couldn’t wait to be seated deep inside her again. Surrounded by her tight, silken, wet heat.

He groaned, precum leaking from his twitching cock.

Suddenly the urge to sleep jumped to that of wanting to roll her over and wake her up in the best way he could imagine. But he didn’t want to presume and upset her, especially on their first full, official day as a couple. Besides Hizashi was waiting, wanting to talk.

Shouta rubbed the sleep from his eyes and pushed away the thought of early morning sex with his Love.

He and Teris clearly needed to discuss a number of things as well. Chief among them being if she would be comfortable being fucked awake. Hizashi had said she could be a light sleeper, so maybe eating her out would be a better, slower wakening.

His mouth pooled with saliva at the thought. Eyes closing, he breathed deeply remembering the taste and smell of her. Fingers still wrapped around hers, his hand started to slowly drag hers down his chest to his thrumming need.

No. Shouta stopped himself. Though he was sure she would be fine with him using her hand, or waking up with him between her legs, he couldn’t just do it. As well as he knew her, Teris wasn’t aware of just how close the two of them truly were. He didn’t want her to think he had just presumed, or worse taken what he wanted without care.

He decided to shower first.

Even though he hadn’t crashed here in more than a year and a half, the bag of clothes he kept in Hizashi's guest room closet was still there. The clothes were a bit musty but at least they were clean and without cum stains.

Wet hair dampening his charcoal shirt, Shouta entered the dining area and remarked on the lack of smell. “No coffee?”

Hizashi gestured to the ticking clock he had impatiently watched while waiting for his friend. “It’s four-fifty in the morning, Man.”

“Exactly.” Shouta gruffed, heading to the kitchen to make a pot.

Hizashi watched him, fingers tapping out a sped-up beat to possibly a new lyric of his song.

Shouta's red, tired eyes had held something Hizashi had rarely seen in them. A light of happiness. His chest swelled with a sort of pride at that. He had done that. He was the reason his friend was happy. Well Teris was; but it wouldn’t have happened if not for him.

He might have reluctantly suggested sharing as a way to assure keeping his girl. But having seen his usually down and tired best friend with a happy light in his eyes, Hizashi had to admit that some of the side effects of his decision weren’t all bad.

Shouta was a pro hero and teacher who worked himself ragged. The man gave so much of himself never asking for anything in return. He was the best friend Hizashi could've asked for. He deserved to have that bit of light shining in his eyes all the time. He deserved to be happy.

Hizashi's own happiness faltered. It was just a shame that Shouta's happiness came from being with Teris.

“We gotta talk, Man.”

Shouta returned with a black coffee for him and an overly sweetened one for Hizashi. “You said that already.”

“You can’t just take another turn when I’m there without checkin’ with me.”

Shouta swallowed his irritation and took a seat. Teris wasn’t some ride that they lined up for. More than that, Shouta didn’t feel he should have to check with anyone, especially not when Teris had said she wanted to go again. But he kept his peace and tried to think of it from Hizashi's point of view. He certainly wouldn’t have liked it if he had been waiting and Hizashi went again without care or question.

“You’re right.”

Hizashi blinked in surprise. Well that had been easier than expected.

“So, we gotta lay down some ground rules. Yeah?”

Shouta sat back, running a hand through his hair, and sighed. “Yeah.”

18.2

Teris had woken up in bed alone, and for a brief moment had doubted the night had actually happened. Then she heard Hizashi talking and even though she couldn’t hear Shouta, she could imagine his low, sedate voice during Hizashi's pauses. Her guys, she thought with flushed excitement and disbelief.

Getting up she turned on the shower and stepped under the spray as soon as the water warmed. Eyes closed, she let the hot water soothed her aching muscles. She could bask in there forever, or at least until the hot water ran out.

Lost in her thoughts she didn’t hear the bathroom door open, or see the person who had entered and undressed. So when a body slipped in and pressed up behind her, she startled with a squeak.

“Jumpy.”

If she hadn’t instantly known it was Shouta from the feel of his strong chest and gentle, calloused touch, the deep rumble of his voice would’ve confirmed it.

“Some pro hero I am.” She half jested.

Dismissing her critic, Shouta wrapped his arms around her. “There’s no reason for you to be on alert. Not when you’re home, safe with me.” He pulled her flush against him and kissed her neck, noting the way her skin prickled. “What’s the matter, Love? Water suddenly cold?”

“Tickles.”

“What? This?” He rubbed his stubbled chin over her shoulder.

“Yes.” She giggled, squirming.

Shouta hummed, smiling softly. “You seemed to like the feel of it well enough last night.”

“I did. I do! It feels amazing.”

“You’re amazing.” He murmured, lips brushing her skin.

Her back bumped his chiseled chest. “You’re a fool.”

“A fool for you.” Shouta immediately grimaced.

It was something Hizashi would say. A cheesy line that he would want to roll his eyes at. but refrain; because if he rolled his eyes every time Hizashi said something stupid he’d never see a thing.

Her hands ran over his forearms still locked around her waist. “Shou?”

“Hum?”

“I know what we agreed but…”

Shouta's lips paused on her neck. His shoulders tensed, breath catching in his throat. Had she changed her mind?

“Are you sure?”

He relaxed, exhaling.

His nose traced a circle around one of the many hickies he had left. “Positive.” Ignoring Hizashi's, he kissed the marks he had made up to her ear. “Do you still doubt my feelings for you?” He pressed his hips against her, letting her feel his hardening cock. “I’d gladly prove my love over and over again.”

It wasn’t that she doubted. Shouta was a man of his word who would never lie or joke about such a thing as love. It was only that she found it difficult to grasp that the man she had secretly loved since their first year at UA loved wanted her in return.

Rather than say that, she leaned her head back against him. “Perfection doesn’t need practice, Raven. And last night, you were…” She groaned, body responding to the memory. “Amazing.”

“One can always get better, Kitten. And with as good as I wanna be at pleasing you, I definitely need the practice.”

“Just how much practice are we talking about?”

“Lots, and lots of practice.”

“Lots?” She giggled, at the tickle of his scrapping scruff.

“So much practice.”

“Sounds like a lot of work.”

Shouta hummed in agreement. “I already plan on cutting down my patrol hours to cope.”

She pulled away and turned. “You are?”

He nodded, body chilling at the loss of her despite the steamy air.

There was nothing but clear, serious intent in his eyes and Teris didn’t know if that troubled or assured her.

Shouta stepped to closer. Hot water hit his chest, wandering rivulets trailing down his body.

Teris swallowed, mouth suddenly dry. It took every ounce of self control to hold his gaze and not let her eyes follow those tiny, curving streams.

“Why do you sound so surprised? This—You, are far more important.”

She shook her head. “I—I’m—”

“Are everything to me.” He finished for her.

Her self control broke, eyes lowering to take in his wet, naked body.

Shouta let his gaze do the same, cock coming to full hardness and twitching at the sight of her.

She whimpered watching his proud, bobbing dick. She wanted to touch it. To touch him.

“Now…” Shouta grinned. “About that practice.”

Teris shivered at his deep, husky rasp. Her eyes lifted to his. He was wearing a smile that showed too many teeth and she loved it. She loved him. Who was she to deny her Love?

Shouta was on her before she could move, stepping her back till her back was against the shower wall.

She gasped, the tiles cold against her heated skin. Her hand slid down his defined chest, following the glistening streams of water. She groaned into his hungry mouth at the first feel of dark, wiry hair that trailed to a far more delightful prize.

Shouta grunted, hips thrusting at the first touch of her hand on his thrumming cock.

Her hand closed, fingers unable to meet around his thickness. She could feel him throb in her hold and groaned, remembering how he felt inside her.

Shouta's hands smoothed around her waist and down to her ass. Groping a cheek in each hand he pulled her up, pressing in against her.

“I want you.”

“I want you too.” She breathed.

“Do you trust me?”

“Yes.” She said, without hesitance.

“Then trust I won’t drop you.”

Before she could gather what he meant, she was lifted up.

Teris yipped, arms and legs clapping around him.

Face against the side of her head, Shouta soothed. “It’s alright, Kitten. I got you. I won’t let you go. I’ll never let you go.”

Her hold eased, body rolling at the hard, hot feel of him. “Shou… Please. I need you, Raven.”

Shouta groaned. How long had he waited to hear her say those words in the waking world?

“It’s alright, Ris. I’m right here. I got just what you need.”

She squeaked when one of his hands let go, but his hold remained strong and sure.

“I told you I got you.” He smirked.

Damn, she thought. No one had the right to look that confident and hot. Arms around his neck, she pulled him to her. Her tongue swiped between his lips, teasing his out.

Shouta’s foot slipped.

He widened his stance, shifting Teris and their center of gravity. What the hell was he thinking? He couldn’t have against the wall shower sex on his third time ever. Rationally speaking, he should at least have regular wall sex first just to be sure he could keep his legs. But from the moment he had walked in, he had been far from thinking rationally. He just hoped he didn’t crack his head open.

The head of his cock pushed in, splitting her wide.

Teris’ nails dug into his shoulders.

Shouta grunted, finding it not as easy as to sheath himself as it had been the first time. His hips pumped and pulled back, slowly rocking his weeping dick into her tight heat till he was firmly seated in place.

Teris groaned, face buried in his neck. How was it that he felt even bigger than last night?

“Look at me, Kitten.”

Her head lifted, eyes searching his.

“So beautiful.” He kissed her and rested his forehead against hers. “You ready?”

She nodded.

“Words, Ris. Let me hear you.”

“Yes. Please, Shouta. I want you.” Her hands tugged at his neck.

Shouta gave a testing thrust, pleased when his feet held firm.

“You and I are gonna have to talk about what you’re comfortable with.” He said, driving into her at a firm, sedate pace.

“Wha--” She moaned, head rolling when he found the spot within her.

Shouta hummed, pleased with how quickly he had hit it. “I wanted breakfast in bed.”

“What?” Her brow furrowed in pleasure and attempted concentration.

“Can I eat you awake, Kitten?”

Her half lidded eyes widened.

He bit back a curse at the way she tightened around him. While he loved knowing the full effect such a thought had on her; maybe now wasn’t the best time to bring it up, not if he hoped to last.

Even so, he couldn't help but taunt. “Would you like that? To wake-up with my mouth on that pretty pussy of yours? Tongue lapping up your sweet juices, or driven deep into your hot little hole. Lips wrapped around your clit, sucking and licking that perfect little bundle of nerves till you leave a pool of slick--”

“Shouta!”

He chuckled at her shivered moan. “Your body seems to like the idea. But I need to hear it from you, Kitten. Tell me. Would you like that?”

“Yes.” She panted, hips rolling to meet his. “Yes!” Her fingers raked up the back of his neck to his scalp, clutching a fistful of hair.

Shouta hissed, hips and feet staggering at the electrifying sensation.

Teris smiled knowingly, and gave another tug.

Her wicked grin wasn’t missed by Shouta who gave the back of her thigh a slap that echoed in the confined space. “Little Minx.”

She yelped more out of surprise than from the light sting. “You seem to know all my spots. Why can’t I abuse the few of yours I’ve discovered?”

You know more than a few, he thought. You know them all, just like you knew to call me Raven. It’s in there, Teris. You just have to remember it.

“You want abuse do you?” He gave a sharp thrust, the sound of wet skin hitting loud within the shower stall. “How about I abuse that pretty pussy of yours and nail you to the wall?”

“Fuck!” She hugged his neck. “Yes!”

“Where’s your manners, Kitten. Say, please.”

“Please! Please, Master. Fuck me!”

Shouta's cock thrummed at the name.

“Fuck!” His hips slammed against hers, hand diving between them. “Master’s got you, Kitty Cat.” His thumb pressed against her clit, rubbing tight circles.

Her back arched, toes curling. “Shou!”

“You take my cock so well.”

“I love…”

“What do you love, Kitten?”

“You. I love you.”

“I love you, Teris. So much.” Shouta kissed her but had to pull away to breath.

Her nails sunk deep into his shoulders as his thumb and rutting cock drove her ever closer to her peak.

Shouta hissed at the pleasured pain, taught muscles rolling and jerking.

“Kitten has claws.” He lifted her up, dropping and splitting her open on his thick dick. “Maybe you’re not my good little house cat after all.” He bit her neck, sucking a fresh claiming mark. “Are you a naughty little alley cat that needs to be taught and tamed? Want me to put a on collar you and punish you when you’re bad? Fed you my milk and have you sit on me, warming my cock till that tight little pussy forgets what it feels like to be empty of me.”

Shouta wasn’t one to babble, but he was doing so now. He was so use to them taking each other through when they got themselves off in their shared dreams that doing so now felt natural. Only in the real world with the actual feel and taste of her, the words tumbled from his mouth without thought.

It was frenetic. Something he couldn’t have stopped if he tried. But from the way her silken walls quivered and clenched around him, she liked it too.

Then again, why wouldn’t she? She was the same Teris from their dreams. And in there she not only loved it when he talked to her like that, she talked right back. If only she could remember. Why wouldn’t she remember?

“Tell me what you want, Ris.”

Her breath was heavy and panted. “You! I want you, Raven. Please. Please, Shouta!”

“Please what, Kitty Cat?” He pressed harder against her clit.

She screamed out, the sound beautiful to his ears.

“Tell me what you want.”

“Harder. Fuck me harder, Shou. Fill me up with your cum. Please, Master! Please! Give me your milk. I need you’re—ah!”

“Shi—it!” Shouta cussed and did just that.

He gave two hard thrusts that knocked the air out of her, then unloaded into her quivering cunt.

If Teris’ coil hadn’t snapped seconds before, the feel of his pulsing dick spitting thick, hot ropes of cum would've set her off.

Shouta grunted, hips pushing him deeper and deeper as the last of his milky seed pumped out, painting her walls.

Face buried into his neck, Teris licked and kissed in between heavy pants and spent moans.

As badly as Shouta wanted to stay in her, he had to set her down. His orgasm had hit him so fast and hard it left him weak and trembling. He would get better he told himself, pressing against her to hold them both upright against the wall. He would practice with her, and his control would get to the point that he could make her lose complete control.

He smiled, chest warming with possessive pride as he took note of the new marks littering her neck and chest. He would have to get better at controlling that too, and before school started. Unless she let him teach her how to use his capture weapon…

“Breakfast is ready if you two are done getting dirty while getting clean?” Hizashi poked his head through the door.

Shouta swallowed his annoyance at the disturbance. After all it had been Hizashi who suggested he come fetch Teris and take his time about it.

Teris shut off the water.

Shouta stepped out, wrapping a towel around his waist and handing Teris one.

Hizashi watched them, noticing the fresh marks on his girl. There was a definite weight of jealousy but it wasn’t so bad that he couldn’t cope. He wasn’t exactly happy with how loud Teris had been during the obvious sex she and Shouta had had. But if didn’t burn as badly as he had thought it would. Besides, it would help prove to Teris that he was really okay with sharing, and earn him some goodwill with Shouta.

He moved to her, kissing her damp brow. “Rested and refreshed, Baby?”

She pulled on one of Hizashi’s many band tee’s and gave him a pecking kiss in return. “I slept well.”

“I bet you did, Sweetness. Shou and I tuckered you out good.”

She ignored the heated flush of her cheeks. “When did you get up?”

Hizashi waved her off. “You know me, Wren. I keep worse hours than you and Shou combined. So what do you think?”

She began towel drying her hair. “About what? Breakfast? Yeah. I’m starving.”

“No, Babe. About moving.”

The towel dropped. “Moving?”

Hizashi looked at Shouta. “You didn’t tell her?”

Shouta let his dripping hair curtain him off from his friend's accusing gaze. “Did get a chance.”

“Yet you had enough time to--” Hizashi stopped and took a breath.

Calm. He had to stay calm. He was the one who sent Shouta in here after all. Sure he had told Shouta to take his time; but he had also told the man to tell Teris about their decision to move. He had thought she would take it better from Shouta, especially if was followed by sex.

“Zashi.” Teris prodded, looking between the two men.

“You wanna live with Shouta too, right Baby?”

A part of Hizashi hoped she’d say no, or want to slow things down. Just because they were sharing didn’t mean that she had to accept Shouta to the level that she did him. They had been dating for two years before she moved in with him. It would only be fair if she made Shouta wait just as long.

“Yes.” She mumbled, still guilt and unsure about it all.

“Ris! Don’t sound so sorry, Babe! What did I tell ya last night?”

Maybe it was better coming from him, Hizashi thought. It would help prove to her that he truly was fine with this and didn’t hold it against her. And since actions, even if they were acted, often effected thoughts, maybe it would help him feel truly fine with it.

Shouta stepped to her. “Are you sure? I don’t want you to feel pressured.”

He says after agreeing to the move and talking about possible places, Hizashi thought.

Teris smiled, placing a hand on Shouta’s bare chest. “You’d never make me feel pressured.”

Hizashi sniffed and looked away. She hadn’t meant it as a dig against him, but he felt a piercing prickle at the statement nonetheless.

So what if he pressured her from time to time, he thought. It wasn’t as if she didn’t end up enjoying whatever it was eventually.

“But… Where would we move?” Teris wondered, looking back at Hizashi.

“I had an idea about that.” Hizashi grabbed the hand she had on Shouta and pulled her to him. “What d’ya say we build a place?”

“Build!” Teris balked.

Shouta shook his head, picking up his still damp shirt from his earlier shower. “I’m not doing that. Too much time and effort. I told you. I don’t care where or how much so long as we’re settled in before the new school year, and it’s not too far from UA or my or Teris’ patrol route.”

Hizashi had to admit Shouta had a point about wanting to be close to work. And if they built they’d have to move further out of the city center to find a suitable property. He didn’t want to be that far from the party scene.

“I care very much how much!” Teris stressed looking between the two.

She wasn’t some celebrity pro hero like Hizashi who had paid gigs and merchandise sales. Nor was she able to call on funds from her family or some trust like Shouta. Most of the pay she got still went to others who needed it far more than she did. The only reason she let Hizashi talk her into letting him cover all of the rent here was because the little pay that she did keep was needed to secure new CI’s.

“How about an old warehouse between your patrol routes and the station?” Hizashi asked the other man, thinking it’d be nice to be able to walk, instead of drive home after signing off the air.

“Warehouse?” Teris echoed thinking about the cost.

Eyebrows furrowed, Shouta stuffed his arms through his shirt. “Too big.”

“We don’t hav’ta use the entire space. In fact, we could leave the ground floor pretty much untouched and turn it into a training ground.” Hizashi tempted.

Shouta halted, shirt gathered to pull over his head.

Hizashi saw the mans eyes brighten at the prospect. Gotcha, he thought. “I’ll look around and work up some plans. Yeah.”

Shouta pulled the shirt over head and grumbled. “I don’t want to have to mess with designing a layout.”

“I said I’ll look around and work up some plans.”

“Also don’t wanna have to pick stuff out. So long as the bed and sofa are big enough and comfortable I don’t care.”

Hizashi snapped, shooting fingers guns at his friend. “Good thing I’m awesome at details and decor.”

Shouta wrinkled his nose. “Nothing too out there. And don’t go crazy with the colors.”

Hizashi rolled his eyes. He had seen Shouta's place. The complex was run down and downright scary at night. The apartment itself not much better. While the sofa had been top notch, with good quality leather and plush, comfortable cushions; everything else had been plain and cheap. Not that there had been much else inside. Just the sofa, coffee table, a table and two chairs. He hadn’t gone into the bedroom; but assumed it was the same bare bones furnishing with no decor.

“Anything else?” Hizashi asked.

Shouta started to shake his head then stopped. “No slip tiles in the shower.”

Hizashi forced his smile to remain. “You had that problem too, huh? I have a bath mat for that, but the cleaning lady always forgets to put it back down.”

Shouta looked away, telling himself that he didn’t care so long as he got to be with Teris.

“Oh.” He turned back. “And a separate bedroom.”

“Of course! You and I will get our own room and huge one for us to share with our girl.”

Still reeling from all of this, Teris finally spoke up. “Where’s my room?”

“What do you mean, Babe?”

Shouta wondered the same. When he had said separate room he had meant one specifically for just him and Teris. He knew that they would probably be spending most nights in the same big room, with Teris sandwiched between him and Hizashi. But on the nights when Hizashi had to work late or was away, he wanted a room that she and him could share without the memory of Hizashi being in it and over her. It wouldn’t be his room, as Hizashi had put it. It would be his and Teris’ room. But here she was asking for a room of her own, separate from him? Why would she want that?

“Baby, you’re gonna have the biggest room in the house! It’s gonna have a big ol’ bed where Shou and I will rock your world each night and—”

“That’s our bedroom. You and Shouta get a room. A place to breathe and be away—”

Hizashi looked positively wounded. “You wanna be away from us?”

Teris shook her head. “That’s—”

“You’re already planning on us arguing and needin’ some space? You never needed space when it was just us. Or did you and simply never said?”

“Zashi. That’s not what I—”

“Did I do something wrong, Baby? Why do ya wanna be away from me?” Hizashi swallowed his growing worry, jaw clenching.

First he hadn’t been enough, and she wanted Shouta. Now she wanted her own space away from him. Was he still going to lose her? Even after everything he had done.

“Let her speak, Zashi.”

Though Shouta was slightly hurt by her words, he was calm and watchful enough to see that they might've misunderstood. At least he hoped they had. He had been forced to spend years away from her after finding out that she was actually real. Now that they were finally together, he didn’t want to spend a single night without her. It would be like it had been when they had shared dreams on a nightly bases, only better cause here they could touch.

Teris smiled her thanks at Shouta. “I’m not asking for a separate bedroom. Just a separate space to work and call my own.”

She didn’t see the big deal. She had one here. While most of her time spent in the small office was when Hizashi was out or away for work, it was still hers. Filled with furniture she had bought and brought with her in the move. As wonderful as it was living with Hizashi, after years of living on her own, she needed something to call her own. Especially when Hizashi insisted on paying for everything.

Shouta's chest lightened. She didn’t want a place to rest away from him. She just wanted a space to breath and be alone for a bit. He could understand that. He had claimed a storage closet at UA for that very same reason. Sure he had his classroom; but even when it was empty of students there was usually someone knocking or bursting in to bother him.

Teris looked at the two men. Her guys. Why would they think she’d want a separate bedroom? Hizashi who she had spent two years in a long distance relationship with. The two of them had talked on the phone each night wishing that they could touch and hold each other instead of a small, hard unforgiving device. Shouta who she had spend years wanting and pinning over. Even now her fingers twitched wanting to feel him. Body burned wanting to be against him. She didn’t want to spend a single night without either of them. She loved them.

Hizashi's lips twitched. So she wanted a space like the office she had claimed. He wasn’t entirely happy with that; but seeing as Shouta was fine with the idea, there wasn’t much he could say against it. It wasn’t as if she spent much time in there, he consoled himself. Still, with him now having to share her with Shouta, he didn’t like the idea of her sharing her time with anyone else, even if that person was herself.

#bnha #aizawa shouta #shouta aizawa #hizashi yamada #yamada hizashi #eraserhead #present mic #yandere hizashi #yandere #my hero academia #erase the shadow

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justfandomwritings · 5 years ago

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Hey, I was just wondering if you will be continuing the magneto fic? I understand if you aren’t going to. But I was just wondering with all the stuff that happened around it.

I frequently get upset with readers over the lack of support shown to myself and other writers on this website. Often times, I share posts which express that discontent, and frequently I add my voice to those posts in ways that I feel contribute to the discussion and show readers how harmful that lack of support can be to writers mentally and emotionally. Sometimes, I am even the creator of these posts, particularly when I come upon readers who do not comment/reblog yet still ask me when I will update, tell me to add them to my taglists, or even in some cases act as though they are entitled to the next chapter of a story. Occasionally, when I can be certain that an anon is involved in the general lack of support shown to authors or if I am aware of a specific incident, I don’t bother with the time it takes to entertain whatever compliment is being thrown my way by someone who isn’t willing to publicly comment or give credit where it’s due to the work they enjoyed.

That agitation is, I feel understandably, compounded after I lose friends to the kind of behavior and entitlement frequently exhibited by some readers of fanfiction on this website. In recent days, weeks, and months, I have been forced to watch a number of my dearest friends give up on tumblr or give up on writing entirely either because the lack of support was just too disheartening to bother with or because, despite my protests, they had been led by readers’ consumption without credit to believe they were not talented enough to warrant reading.

And while people who’ve been around my blog for a long time will remember the days I was an apologist for readers and defended their inaction and gave them the benefit of the doubt, age has made me a wiser individual, and I no longer make excuses for that behavior.

The specific incident you’re referring to was between myself and two anons after I posted my Magneto fic.

I have had multiple fics in a row at this point which I was hoping to continue perform incredibly poorly compared to past fics I have posted in those fandoms and generally in comparison to the number of followers I have in those fandoms. As I’ve always said, I write for me but I post for you guys. So, I’ve finished writing them because I enjoy writing, but I haven’t taken the time to format and post them because I don’t want to waste my time on that sort of thing.

I followed those up with a Magneto fic; I had put out a call a few months ago for Magneto requests and got a rash of responses, so in general it was something I felt fine about.

The first anon sent me an excited compliment about how they could not wait for part two and genuinely enjoyed part one. At the time, that Magneto fic had been up for several hours and only had 6 notes, all of which were likes. This assured me that that anon had not reblogged my post despite seemingly enjoying it.

To which, I responded pointing out this discrepancy. I didn’t intend that to be a targeted attack at that person, more a PSA that “Hey, sending asks anonymously on my blog where people will already see the fic does nothing to actually give me credit for this thing you got for free and enjoyed.”

Clearly, to that individual, my message did not come across that way, because that person came off anon to inform me that they had only found my blog that day and because of that Magneto fic and I believe the quote was, “I guess you don’t want a follow then.”

While I generally don’t think that being new to a blog is an excuse that gets you out of supporting an author, especially if you feel a fic was worthy of following said author, I can see how, if they felt attacked by my post, that person wouldn’t have done so after.

I take full responsibility if my post came off rude, and I did attempt to explain the situation to that individual when they messaged me off anon. Given that they have not responded to it, I cannot be sure if said explanation was sufficient or forgiven. What I can tell you is that that person is still following me and did not reblog the Magneto fic before or after I posted a response to their message. It’s all fair in my book.

What’s not fair, is the second anon who injected themselves into the situation. I am assuming that the hateful third ask was not from the same individual as the first two, because no one in their right mind would respond to an open explanation of the situation by turning around and vehemently attacking a person, that’s crazy. So I am begging the question of who the second individual is if they felt entitled to butt in to a conversation they were not part of and were aware the original anon was agitated by my response.

“Clearly the only thing that matters to you is numbers and since that one doc didn’t get a satisfactory number you should just delete your whole blog because you don’t deserve followers if you treat them like that. So how does zero followers sound?“

A) The only thing that matters to me is that fic authors, whether that be myself or my friends, do not lose their passion for writing because of the behavior of others. I assure you my posts do not generally get enough support for me to base my contentment on notes. I doubt any author’s posts get enough notes to base their contentment off of them.

B) Regarding how I treat my followers, maybe my message to the first anon could have been misconstrued as rude, but it was by no means abusive towards that individual, which this anon is being.

C) Even if numbers were all that mattered to me, why does that matter to you? Why does what I value give anyone the right to take advantage of my hard work and effort? If an author only cared about notes, how would that excuse anyone from giving credit to an author who put blood, sweat, and tears into creating free content for you.

Readers often use this defense for their behavior, and frankly it’s pathetic, moronic, and downright insulting. “Oh God, you only care about the notes.” No, no author cares about the notes. Notes don’t matter at all, but what they represent does matter. What authors care about is being appreciated for the hard work they’ve put in for you, and notes are how you show that appreciation on tumblr, and reblogs are how you give credit to that author for the FREE entertainment you received.

D) I don’t think most readers realize how much hate writers get. We get hate from the rest of the world, from people who don’t like fanfiction, from people who don’t understand fanfiction, fro other writers, from other fandoms, from readers who don’t like our writing, from readers who don’t like our plot, from readers who don’t like our character choices. We are baraged with so much hate when all we’re doing is something we love, and we’re doing it for free for other people to enjoy. If I could go back to zero followers without losing all the rest of the work I’ve put into this blog over half of a decade, then I would take it in a heartbeat because with followers come people like this and buckets and buckets of hate.

E) I’ve seen this wording before in messages, and it does make me wonder if it’s the same anon.

Ages ago now (or it feels like ages ago, because after lots of work I managed to let that one go), I got almost word for word the exact same message except with the words “kill yourself” replacing “delete your whole blog”.

Whether this anon is that same individual or not, I cannot be sure as tumblr no longer allows you to block anons to my knowledge. What I can be sure of is that if your message reminds someone of a time they were told to commit suicide, you’re probably in the wrong.

...

All of that said, I don’t hold any ill will towards the individual who came off anon and spoke with me. While I still disagree with not supporting writers, that blog is just one of many who didn’t reblog but enjoyed it.

The second anon and I have issues, and normally I would cut my losses, delete my replies to their post, and delete the fic. But this time I’m not going to do that. In part, because this individual’s logic is so far afield, I think they’re crazy. In part, because that anon made an issue of my response to something and not the fanfiction itself. In part, because I’m actually holding out hope that person will come off anon and talk to me like the first one did.

But largely because I have let readers and followers make demands of me, trounce over me, push me around, make me feel guilty about nothing, and generally treat me like garbage for so long that I just can’t do that anymore. I don’t think I could keep writing if I let one more person walk over me like a door mat. I’ve been writing on here or other sites for a decade now. I’ve had my fill of being the spineless, non-confrontational, non-controversial, supportive blog.

So the fic stays up. Whether I finish it on tumblr or not remains to be seen. But even if it’s not posted here, it will be finished on AO3 (It is there under the same title and the same account name. I will let everyone here know if I make the decision to only upload it there.)

Thank you very much for asking. That was probably a much longer response than you thought you were in for, so I’m sorry about that. I just thought I’d take the opportunity to explain.

Hope you have a lovely day my dear!

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officialthiamlibrary · 5 years ago

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Meet The Mods - iftheskyisthelimit

We’ve had a few requests to do something similar to our “Behind The Screens” features in order to introduce ourselves, and we felt that after around a year of running this blog, and having another few people come on board along the way that now would probably be a good time to do it!

The idea is that we’ll each take a turn at filling out and posting one of these so that you guys can to know us all a little better including our own personal tastes/preferences and get a little bit more of an idea of how we all work and what we each bring to the team etc…

About You

Username/Name:

iftheskyisthelimit / Lisa

AO3/Tumblr:

https://archiveofourown.org/users/iftheskyisthelimit / http://iftheskyisthelimit.tumblr.com/

How did you find your way to the Thiam fandom? What about them drew you in?

I’d lurked in the Teen Wolf fandom for a while on Tumblr, and became really interested in Theo’s character and his story since he’d shown up in Season 5 (okay at first it was his looks that got me interested… let’s be honest), which evolved into being interested in his backstory when we found out a bit more about him. It wasn’t until his return in Season 6 that I enjoyed watching their characters together and their interactions and started looking around more on Tumblr for their characters that I discovered it wasn’t just me... then I randomly came across the Thiam ship through seeing some fics on Tumblr and found the Official Thiam Library as result of that...

Using a sentence, where the word count is either equal to or less than the number of letters in your two favorite Teen Wolf episode names, tell us about yourself. (ex, Motel California + Werewolves of London = 33 ; Raving + Galvanize =15)

Memory Found + Apotheosis = 21 - I’m slightly quirky but serious, love music, reading and travelling... kinda funny and always overly organised. Can’t ever cut something short...

What’s one thing about you or your life that we’d be surprised to know about?

Do you want serious, interesting or fun facts? I’ll do both as they might surprise people. Serious/boring: I have at least 3 chronic illnesses which tend to floor me, hence my long absences between writing & updating what I’m working on. Interesting: I can speak/read/understand around 5 languages and I’m a bit of a different cultures & sociology nerd.

One other thing I guess is when I get interested in a topic I get interested and have to know aallllll the ins and outs of it and thoroughly research it, so I’m probably full of boring random facts about a bunch of things that come in handy on general knowledge quizzes, but which no-one has any interest in knowing...

Other Shows/Movies You Follow:

Does too many to mention count as an answer? No? Okay… In no particular order *deep breath*

Shows: The Handmaids Tale, Animal Kingdom, The 100, Vikings, Stranger Things, All American, Riverdale, Scream, Supernatural, Parks and Rec, Vampire Diaries, Big Bang Theory, Modern Family, Twelve Monkeys, Shadow Hunters, Game Of Thrones, Reign, American Horror Story, Buffy… There are literally a ton more but I really can’t think on them at the moment….

Movies: I can’t really say that I follow movies per-se… if I had to choose I’d say Marvel movies though if that counts as an answer? Umm… genre wise I like a wide range but mainly gravitate towards comedy, action and thriller movies. Or something with a good twist in the story where it either throws what you thought you were watching on its head, or you get an “aaahhhhh that’s was happening” moment. To watch a horror, it has to have that something that makes me want to watch it or get invested in it… whether it’s a character I really relate to or can get invested in, or a really good story. My favourite horror is probably Haunting In Connecticut, and I saw Midsommar recently and thought it was really amazingly done!

Other Fandoms You Follow:

I don’t really follow a lot of fandoms if I’m honest. I would probably say after Teen Wolf I follow the Marvel, The 100 and Supernatural fandoms more. Mainly the Captain America/Steve/Bucky fandoms. I love a good discussion about Animal Kingdom too!

Other Favourite Characters from shows/movies?

Uuuuhhhh…. Okay you asked for it, I was going to explain my reasons for why I love each but I’d be here all day and this part alone would end up turning into an essay.

Steve Harrington (Stranger Things), April Ludgate (Parks and Rec) , Sam Winchester (Supernatural), Craig Middlebrooks (Parks and Rec), Mickey Milkovich (Shameless US), Bucky Barnes (Marvel), James Cole (Twelve Monkeys), Jack Kline (Supernatural), Michael Langon (American Horror Story), Catherine de Medici (Reign), Constance Langdon (American Horror Story), Dean Winchester (Supernatural), Alec Lightwood (Shadow Hunters), Anya Jenkins (Buffy), Raphael Santiago (Shadow Hunters), Stephane Narcisse (Reign), Kai Parker (Vampire Diaries), John Murphy (The 100)

What do you like to create (writing/art/videos)?

I’d really love to be creative enough to make art or videos, but I’m really not! I’m far more comfortable with writing… I find it a lot easier to plan a story, or just to start writing and let the words flow that way and see where it goes. It’s a good way for me to express myself and to work through feelings or to just switch off for a while and create words on a page.

Do you only create for Teen Wolf/Thiam?

I have written for Supernatural in the past and I’m planning to write a Raphael fic for Shadow Hunters at some point and maybe a John Murphy one because I’ve not found many for him that cater to my angsty tastes when there’s so much that can be explored... But at the moment yes it’s only for Teen Wolf. I’ve also posted one Sceo fic which I would like to continue as well!

Which genres do you prefer reading and creating for?

Angst, angst, angst… did I mention angst?? It just feels right to me to write angstier fics, the words and ideas just seem to flow really well, which is a surprise as I’m not really an angsty person in life. It’s just what I’ve always gravitated towards writing and I find a lot better to express myself in that way. I have a humour/angst WIP which I decided to attempt a while ago and I did quite enjoy writing something a little different from what I normally do and people seemed to enjoy it.

If your creative process was a person, what type would they be? What would they do? Wear? Listen to? How do they handle conflict?

Quite probably the most disorganised messiest person alive… No not really… just sorta… kinda… maybe… In all seriousness, they’d be half organised and half “ lets see where this road takes us”. They would probably wear all black all day every day, and be a half emo kid who listens to punk pop and emo music from their teens with a healthy mix of dance and sad songs. Handling conflict? We don’t do that here… we bottle up our feelings and hide them away until they come out in the wrong ways. No really… I think they’d express themselves pretty clearly with 1000 words instead of 100.

Official Thiam Library

How did you find the Official Thiam Library?

I found the Official Thiam Library through searching the Theo Raeken tags on Tumblr and seen the page name pop up a few times, I had a look at the page not long after and followed pretty quickly, I needed my Theo/Thiam fix and this page covered it very well!

First impressions?

“Woah, they’re on the ball!” and then when I saw a few of the events the page done I was really impressed at how often they posted recommendations and how they could organise it all.

How did you come to be involved on the mod team?

I filled in the form for Beta Readers and Helpers for the Thiam Big Bang, I’d have loved to have participated but I didn’t know if I’d have been able to commit to having such a large work completed on a deadline, so I thought I’d offer to help in another way, having helped to run the Supernatural SummerGen for a few years. Tiffany got back to me pretty quickly about it and I came on board at that point.

What do you feel that you bring to the team?

Uuuhhh… I hate these types of questions haha! I really feel like I mostly bring my organisational skills, along with the way that like to try and help out where I can in the background with writing/explaining things or getting back to people with asks/emails etc... With the Big Bang I brought my experience of things I’d learned from the Supernatural events I’d worked on too which I think/hope was of use?

How do you help out?

Mainly what I’ve answered above applies to this question too I think?

What would you like to see for the Official Thiam Library over the next year?

I’d really love to see the page continue… continue on as is, doing a few more fandom events, grow as a page and fandom... also to help keeping the fandom going which is important right now I think… we’ve managed it so far though! We were just speaking about how thrilled we are that the fandom is still going strong. I also think it’s important to give older and newer fandom creators the recognition & cheer that they deserve too, which can be done through reblogging/recommendations and different events too.

Cute BTS Questions

Let’s imagine you’ve landed in a Zombie apocalypse, Walking Dead/Zombieland style. You’re among seven survivors–yourself and six characters from Teen Wolf. Which five would be your first choice for survival, entertainment, etc? And who would be the sixth character, the one you’d willingly push in front of a rage-filled zombie mob given the first chance?

I can’t help but feel that my choice for the last part will be unpopular but here goes:

Theo and Chris for survival… they seem like they’d both be good to have around in this sort of situation, Stiles for entertainment because he had his funny moments and would keep everyone going I think. Melissa because we all need a mother figure who knows when to be tough but can also provide you with the loving support you need. Scott because… well… he’s a the alpha and we’d need someone to lead our small group and take charge when needed.

Who would I willingly throw to the zombie mob given the first chance? Allison and Kira are both a tie here. Can’t I throw them both?? I never really liked Allison as a character… I don’t even really know why I just never gelled with her as a character I would like or could even get behind. Kira… ugh… just ugh… I feel like she was quite a forced character, they tried too hard to make her this cooky/funny character who could also kick ass and it just came off wrong to me… I never really warmed to her as she just felt forced.

If you could read only 5 fanfictions for an entire year, which would you choose? Thiam or another fandom, if not Thiam, which fandom?

In no order at all because I never tire of reading any of them:

1 - Airplanes by Captainmintyfresh - Teen Wolf - Thiam fanfiction

2 - Despite The Threatening Sky And Shuddering Earth (They Remained) by praximeter (Zimario) - Captain America - Steve/Bucky fanfiction

3 - The Call by DemonzDust - Teen Wolf - Sceo fanfiction

4 - The Crow On The Cradle by Refur - Supernatural fanfiction

5 - Gotta Have Faith by arxiver - Captain America - Steve/Bucky fanfiction

You are our sensei and us your pupils, can you impart any life/writing wisdom?

Life wisdom: Don’t sweat the small stuff... seriously… it wastes so much time and energy that you could be using for other things. If you can’t control it or you don’t feel it’ll be bothering you this time next year, then don’t let it bog you down. People will come and go, that’s a part of life, take the lessons that they taught you from their time in your life (whether positively or negatively) and use them wisely.

Writing wisdom: Don’t force yourself. If you’re having an hour, a day, or a week where the words or ideas won’t come then don’t force it to happen, you’ll only feel worse. Step back, put on some music which suits the tone of whatever you’re writing and try to get in the mood of your story that way, it’s amazing the words that can come or the complete change in direction you can go from doing that.

Finally, what’s next for you?

Hopefully getting back into the swing of things with the Official Thiam Library and writing more again, getting ready for the Reverse Big Bang, and planning a few things in my personal life, like a few trips, my wedding and a house move (yes… I’m becoming a boring adult and it’s a scary new world!)

#officialthiamlibrary #meet the mods #behind the screens #bts #mod: lisa

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kingoftherookery · 6 years ago

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OOC: commissions!!

so here we are!! i am opening commissions bc i want to get back into writing more and ya local poor gorl needs some monies

so! prices (in USD) go as follows:

- $5 for less than 1k words

- $10 for 1k words

- $2 for every 1k words after that

so a 750 word fic would be $5, a 1,500 word fic would be $10, and a 2k fic would be $12, etc.

fandoms i’m in include:

- youtube (mainly the jacksepticeye and markiplier egos)

- harry potter

- a few animes (yuri!!! on ice, fairy tale, but its been A WHILE)

- pjo and hoo (again, its been A WHILE)

- lotr and the hobbit

- voltron

- probably some other misc books if you want to dm me to ask!!

i will also write about my oc’s if you want to ask about them too!!

rules:

- i will write fluff, angst, and anything in between, but not smut rn. maybe i’ll change this rule later, but no smut for rn

- payment will be up front and then you will get your fic in a week or less. obvi this might change depending on the size of the fic but i’m giving myself a week.

- if stuff pops up that makes me not be able to finish your fic, i will let you know as soon as possible and put it on hold. please be understanding with me! i am a full-time college student working 10hrs a week, so my life is pretty busy!!

- i do not write real person fics! they make me uncomfortable to write

- also no hardcore gore or really bad mental illness stuff

if you’re unsure about anything don’t be afraid to dm me to ask!!

youtube related stuff will be posted here on this blog and anything else will be posted on my main, @mysteryprxncess everything will be posted on ao3!! my ao3 is galeruicewing15

plz reblog this to spread the word!

#commissions #youtube #pjo #hoo #voltron #important

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scummy-writes · 7 years ago

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This blog is only going to be used to post personal fic updates from a much more controlled environment, AO3, and nothing else.

This post has been set to queue post two more times for timezones and then no more after that.

Explanation under the readmore:

This is to the shock of absolutely no one, but I can’t do this anymore.

A lot of you guys have stuck here with me from the beginning, and, unfortunately, got to learn about personal stuff I never intended to share. Some of that came around in discussions, of some events that happened, or back towards the beginning of the year that severely impacted me and still does to this day.

Back before I made this blog, a few months before I had started playing MM. I loved it, thought it was great for an otome, and fell in love with all of the characters. Like a lot of people, I ran into the game when I wasn’t doing too well. Things at home were horrible, I had no job, I had recently gotten out of something life altering and was still struggling with myself. This game helped me out, sparked my creative flow again (I think the last time I had published something that wasn't for a friend was a good four years ago), and inspired me to write and share what I had written.

Then, when my stories got an incredibly large amount of hits, and I saw HC blogs circling around, I made one. This one.

I made it to share stories, ideas, and small headcanons- To share positivity, and maybe a bit of fictional angst. For a couple of months, things were going well. A got such sweet followers, I had great support- But then I brought back a fic people had wanted, originally taken down due to me unable to plan a decent plot, and harassment began.

And, well, a lot of you have been around for that whole debacle.

Then. Just more issues started coming up. Instead of this blog being fun, being something I was so glad that it was making people happy, things just went downhill. Constant negative messages/comments, constant drama- I just shrugged it off for the most part, but then I realized that most of this drama, most of what is starting to wear me down, is just because I didn’t write a character how one person wanted me to.

Just because I apparently wrote a character ooc, for two fics, apparently warranted harassment spanning over months– Like literally absolutely fucking months. Do you know when it started for me? March. February for others. But hey, everyone’s seen this, right? God knows I’ve reblogged it countless times hoping the fucking hateful anons would stop coming in. Except They. Kept Coming. Over and Over Again. I even took a fucking hiatus and stopped writing the fic this person couldn’t stop obsessively hate-reading only to immediately get shit on again.

I’ve had my mental Illness, PTSD, and overly traumatic and sexually abusive events in my life degraded, along with many of my friends and now victims of this who did absolutely nothing wrong, while friends and I were being told we weren’t ‘thinking of the abuse victims’ when being confronted about liking a FICTIONAL CHARACTER, Jumin, who was being deemed abusive by this ‘anon’ . My illnesses and abuse history that I had mentioned before and even directly to this person’s messages.

I’ve had the harassment that my friends and I have went through be deemed to be nothing because “Well this user always likes my posts”, “This user sends me a nice message sometimes”, while those same people ignored the posts of the user even completely opening up and admitting to what the fuck they’ve done.

You connect all this with some personal issues of mine- The issues surrounding my mother’s attempt, the strain with my family, and my own personal mental health namely- and, well. It’s hard to view this blog positively anymore.

I’m just not happy anymore. Namely, my current emotions are probably connected to another depressive episode, but even before today- It’s just been hard.

I made this blog to have fun- Because people enjoyed my stories, enjoyed my headcanons- And now due to all this drama and harrassment I just feel disgusting.

I don’t know where I’m going with this, honestly. I never made this blog to be constantly harassed because some dipshit couldn’t ignore my fanfic, couldn’t block my blog and ignore me, couldn’t just move the absolute fuck on with their life instead of spending nearly a whole year attempting to stalk me, attempting to harass me for every little asinine thing. Of course this had a strain on my writing- I after the haitus I just could barely put out HC’s anymore. I kept saving drafts, getting stressed to fuck and back because I didn’t know if a typo was going to cause me to be blasted with insults to my writing and life, I didn’t know if I expressed Zen having insecurities was going to send another flood of anons like I had received many times before. You think all the messages in the Call Out are bad? All the ones that weren’t in it and I didn’t link in this post? What about all the ones you all didn’t see because I deleted them before I even let myself think about them, because I had no energy just to put up bullshit because all I ever, ever, fucking did was write a Fictional Fucking Character a little fucking different from canon.

And that’s not all- There’s a support group in a discord server my friend set up because I’m not the only person this dipshit has gone after. There’s at least ten god damned people that we know of getting this same treatment- and there’s probably so so so SO many more that are probably feeling the same emotions I did. And FUCK, friends of us are even feeling drained because it’s absolutely sickening that we’re being harassed for liking a genuine love interest in a fucking mobile otome game. In a VIDEO GAME.

You know what I did? I went back into fucking therapy because of all this, because my major depression and anxiety kicked into full gear because I was sharing my writing, something that I made, something that meant so much to me because for once I wasn’t being mocked or laughed at when I wanted to be creative. The harassment got to me so fucking badly I had to go to therapy again.

I’m so blown away by how all this shit I’m dealing with is because someone just couldn’t ignore my blog/ao3 stories. That they think harassment is excusable because I won’t write or stop writing what they want me to.

So now, characters I used to help me cope with a very serious issue of mine, just make me feel empty. My coping mechanisms are failing, and running this blog isn’t becoming worth it anymore, not if I’m even going to be bitched at for trying to show lesser known artists to some newcomer in the fandom.

So. I don’t know. That’s why I hardly post anymore. I feel disgusting and empty, for a game that I used as a coping mechanism. Instead of it making me happy, all this drama and this god damned person just makes me regret even writing in the first place.

So no more hc posts. My writing has declined, we all know it, god knows it won’t stop being pointed out to me, and I shot myself in the foot doing character limits. My Hc posts went from getting so many sweet comments to one once in a blue moon, the majority of the comments I receive on here about my HC’s are just a constant stream of hatred, and I just cannot fucking do this.

I just wanted to have fun.

you guys can find me on my twitter (@Mm_Scummy) and my AO3 (Scummy). I’m not posting anything else to this blog unless it’s fic updates, and even that I’m debating on. I’m just keeping this blog up to keep what writings I did enjoy up, and just because I can’t bring myself to delete anything where I did get support.

If this post makes you angry, or makes you upset that it’s came done to this:

SUPPORT CONTENT CREATORS. Don’t sit around and let them be harassed!! I cannot even begin to tell you how amazing it felt when I would get a message from a random follower just seeing if I was okay. Just saying that they hoped I felt better, or just sending heart emojis. Every little bit of support means so, so, SO much to content creators after they’ve been outright harassed or taken advantage of, because it shows that you care.

REBLOG THESE POSTS:

- THIS one because the word needs to be spread that content creators do not owe you anything.

- And THIS one because the user that keeps harassing me and so many people, so many that we may never know who all they have harassed, uses the Anonymous tool on every single platform they can to hurt people, and she is NOT above making new accounts to continue her harassment over and over again. Because god knows we have blocked her account and have never, ever, fucking unblocked it and she STILL didn’t get the most obvious hint that what she is doing is absolutely, undeniably fucking disgusting and in no way excusable.

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its-love-u-asshole · 7 years ago

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Fic Writers Week Day 3: Small But Mighty

Shine a spotlight on the new/underrated fics you’ve read or written.

Yeeessss it’s rec time! I know there’s also the last day to rec fics in general, but I love the idea behind this day a lot too! There’s so many beautiful fics that I’ve read which don’t receive the amount of recognition/kudos that they deserve! I can’t wait to spread the word about them! Since this might be a longer post, I’m putting it under a read more! Enjoy <3

Also, I want to encourage people to try reading new fics as much as possible! While fic rec lists are a good source to start and get ideas about what to read, often times people rely on them too much, and then overlook newer fics which are just as amazing! So every once in a while, remember to check the ship tags on ao3 for newly posted works, that way you don’t miss any hidden gems!

Alright, let’s get into it!

in a flash (ao3) -- Kurotsuki, G

He sees a red beanie covering messy black hair, a soft and boyish smile lit up by the sunlight, and a gray cat.

Click.

Okay so this kurotsuki fic definitely needs twice as many kudos/comments, because the writing was downright phenomenal! It was so beautiful and made me feel warm inside all throughout reading it, I couldn’t get enough! The characterizations are excellent, and the whole mood of the fic is so cozy and wonderful. Please check it out if you love kurotsuki! Also make sure to follow @cawnvictofmurder on tumblr!

a haunting in tokyo (ao3) -- Daisuga, G

This wasn’t the first time Suga had claimed their apartment had been haunted. However, it was the first time he tried to do something about it. Daichi, as always, is nothing but supportive.

This fic was short, but unbelievably sweet! I loved the mix of domestic daisuga fluff with paranormal shenanigans lmao, it was just a super enjoyable fic which had me giggling constantly. I don’t read much daisuga, but it was definitely a treat, and I’d recommend the fic to all! Please also make sure to follow @bishounen-curious <3

Starved (ao3) -- Kurotsuki, T

Kei can’t make it this week. Next week, maybe, he’ll be here but Tetsurou is all out of patience.

Prompt: “I’m tired of being your secret.”

@ivyfics has too many amazing fics which deserve more attention, but this one I feel especially needs to be read. The writing and emotions are just...incredible, I reread this fic so much because I’m in awe of how well it’s written. It’s the perfect mix of angst and relationship development, and I super appreciate that it’s from Kuroo’s POV! Please check it out if you love kurotsuki! It’s worth the read (and reread lol) ^^

Where to Start (ao3) -- TeruShira, G

It's the second date Kenjirou has been on and he can feel Yuuji already figuring him out. He wants to be the boyfriend he wants Yuuji to have, but he doesn't know where to start.

Alright so this author in general just needs more love, yeah TeruShira (or any Shirabu ship really lol) is a rarepair, but gah trust me, after you read this fic you’ll be hopping onto the shipping train so damn fast. The characterizations are so realistic and interesting, and the interactions between the pair are so fun and touching. Please check this fic out, as well as all of SilverAmoebasquid‘s other works!

A God for Every Season (ao3) -- Matsuhana, T

Mortals have all kinds of foolish tales, like how Hades and Persephone's annual reunion causes the seasons. Matsukawa knows better.

Alright, I don’t have time to get into this because for this fic, I can honestly write a 10 page essay about how much I love it. So lemme just say, the writing and the romance is top notch, like...wow, words cannot describe how beautiful the writing is. You seriously need to read it in order to understand. I also love mythology aus, and this delivered! The retelling of Hades/Persephone reuniting was so creative and enjoyable, I want to reread it all again just from typing this lol. @90stimkon did an incredible job with this fic and all their fics, so please check them all out! <3

Waiting for Spring (ao3) -- Kurotsuki, NR

Kuroo had only ever been enamored with a person in his lifetime once. And then "The Dream" happened. Everyday, he dreamt of the neighborhood where he lived, and he always saw a stranger with short blond hair, a tall stature, and black-framed glasses in his dreams. He didn't know who he was, but he was determined to find out.

Kuroo had only ever been enamored with a person in his lifetime once. And then "The Dream" happened. That was the second time.

This fic isn’t exactly recent but I’ll never stop reccing it until it’s been read by everyone lmao I swear! It’s a bit on the angstier side, and there’s a warning for mental illness mentions, but it’s a gorgeous fic. It explores Tsukishima’s emotions and character so well, Kuroo’s too! The details about mental health and Kuroo’s feelings/situation are great, it’s definitely a dream fic which flows into reality so well! I loved the ending, I loved the whole fic, so please give it a shot!

24 Hours (ao3) -- Iwaoi, E

Iwaizumi, a special investigations agent, finds himself falling in love with someone who may already be dead.

@serviceace is an amazing writer, and this crime au has got me so hooked! If you like crime mysteries and detective!Iwaizumi, this is the fic for you! It’s ongoing, but each chapter is so interesting and fun to read, and the questions keep me on the edge of my seat! Please go read this fic if you’re a sucker for iwaoi and police aus, as I am ;)

To The Skies (ao3) -- Kacchako, M

It was supposed to be a typical evening for Bakugou Katsuki. A masquerade ball, a night of serving the royal family as he always did. But when the party goes horribly wrong it's up to servant boy Bakugou to rescue the princess, Uraraka Ochako. His rescue mission is about to change both of their lives completely, and eventually Uraraka will want to reclaim her throne.

Now, older, the two reunite, realizing their lives have gone in very different directions. Ochako, part of the Resistance against the horrible Academy, and Bakugou, a famed sky pirate, traveling the island clusters to find various bounties. Together, they fight to take back the home they once knew and loved.

Okay y’all, lemme tell you, if you love Kacchako, you need to read this! The idea is so damn original, and Rache’s writing is A++ as always. The world she builds and the character relationships that she crafts are so well done. This fic seriously deserves more attention, so please go read! <3 Also follow her writing blog on tumblr @emeraldwaves ! You won’t be disappointed!

Tacky Shoes and Movie Tickets (ao3) -- Bokuaka, T

Akaashi deals with a lot of stupid people.

He isn't yet certain if Bokuto falls into that category.

In which Akaashi is the manager of a movie theater, Bokuto is the new hire at the shoe store downstairs, and the two of them get along much better than Akaashi could have anticipated.

Okay so I was super surprised that this fic didn’t have more kudos! It’s so light hearted and funny, not to mention perfectly sweet! It’s ongoing, but I can’t wait for more. @worthlesspride writes some of the best bokuaka out there, it’s so fluffy and heartwarming, not to mention the writing flows so well! Please read and support it!

Alright, so I’m going to do some self promo because why not? This day is for fic writers too after all lmao.

Perfectly Aligned (ao3) -- Kurotsuki, T

Kuroo didn’t know how he’d made it back here, standing beneath the glistening war machines known as Jaegers. He was the definite outsider, not just at the Shatterdome, but in this world. The world of Jaeger pilots had long since closed its door on him, and now here he was, knocking once again. However, maybe this time, he wouldn’t be alone.

Just a good ol’ Pacific Rim AU. I really loved playing with this universe, and tbh it’s probably some of my best writing?? It didn’t get much attention because I posted it during a busy exchange week, but I’m definitely proud of it and hope more people can read it!

Ceaseless (ao3) -- Kiyoyachi, E

The life of an assassin isn't an easy one. Devoid of morals and full of the criminal underworld's grime , it's a job Kiyoko has always been weirdly perfect at. She's long stopped thinking about why, but just because she kills without remorse, doesn't mean she doesn't have her own attachments.

I’m including this one because f/f ships do not get nearly enough attention as they should. I live for f/f content, and I hope I can read a lot more in the future and introduce ppl to it through fics like this! This fic did not get many kudos, but I think it was actually pretty good writing/smut, so please give it a try if you like kiyoyachi!

Let My Love (ao3) -- Kurotsuki, T

For Kuroo, finding love was all about patience. He had no problem with waiting for the right person to come along, no matter how many awkward dinners or weddings he had to endure as a single man until they did. Regardless, meeting Tsukishima was something he’d never been prepared for. The feelings were overwhelming and intoxicating, ones he was sure he’d do anything for. However, it seemed his endless waiting wasn’t over.

While this fic isn’t short on kudos, I feel like it gets overlooked when compared to my siren au for kurotsuki. While this fic is a bit angstier than Slipping Underneath, it’s one of my most favorite that I’ve ever written. Writing slow burn is a challenge, but I think so far I’m doing well lol?? I love writing this fic, so if you want, I hope you can also enjoy reading it! <3

I Search Through the Crowd (ao3) -- Iwaoi, T

It wasn't uncommon to believe in reincarnation, most people did, but it wasn't some flippant thing. Only people with the strongest of bonds were reincarnated, or so legend put it. Hajime could be dense sometimes, but he didn't miss the meaning Tooru was trying to convey.

"I'll find you."

Lastly, this was my first iwaoi fic, and I was really proud of it even though it didn’t get much attention. It was a struggle to write, but overall, I’m super happy with the result, so I hope you guys can get the chance to read it! I hope I get to write even more iwaoi in the future too!

#ficwritersweek #haikyuu!!#reccing stuff is so fun lol #fic recs #kurotsuki #kacchako

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