#the heaven's official blessing au that literally no one is asking for

[beskarfrog]

terror of the heavens

[bloopitynoot]

What I Read This Week: 05/04/2025

I am a librarian, and unrelated to stereotypes about my profession, I do read a metric shit-ton in a week. Most of it is fanfiction but hey, I thought maybe it's time I share my reads?

This is what I read this week:

1 Of Treadmills and Tenderness by demoncow97 (92, 117)

Summary: Shen Yuan could confidently say that the new gym he'd joined (against his will) was not his scene. He had no idea what he was doing, couldn't do any exercise without feeling like he was going to die, and was probably going to get beat up by the unfairly good looking employee who kept glaring at him.

Sadly, Shen Yuan knew he had to stick with it for a little longer. And who knows, maybe he'd even find a reason to stay?

Holy shit this fic was so cute!!! liushen! These awkward babies

I did step away several times from second hand embarrassment, but honestly I would do it all again because it was so soft

Shen yuan is an idiot- Liu Qingge a step ahead, but it isn't much LOL It works out in the end though

2. Heaven Official's Blessing by MXTX Chapter 101-104

Summary: Born the crown prince of a prosperous kingdom, Xie Lian was renowned for his beauty, strength, and purity. His years of dedication and noble deeds allowed him to ascend to godhood. But those who rise, can also fall…and fall he does, cast from the Heavens again and again and banished to the mortal realm.

Eight hundred years after his mortal life, Xie Lian has ascended to godhood for the third time. Now only a lowly scrap collector, he is dispatched to wander the earthly realm to take on tasks appointed by the heavens to pay back debts and maintain his divinity. Aided by old friends and foes alike, and graced with the company of a mysterious young man with whom he feels an instant connection, Xie Lian must confront the horrors of his past in order to dispel the curse of his present.

I just finished book 6; it was rough, but it got a tiny bit better.

I'm reading about a chapter a day and live blogging the experience. you can follow along on the Bloopitynoot reads TGCF tag

NO SPOILERS PLS.

I am so soft for Hualian

3 Cultivate: Slow Life on a Monster-Infested Mountain by NeonGhostCat (461, 437)

Summary: When trying to transfer Shen Yuan from the real world to Proud Immortal Demon Way, the System runs into an error. The transfer is not complete.

Shen Yuan is dropped off at the foot of a mountain aware of two things: he's in the story, and the Shen Qingqiu of this world is not only aware but thinks he tried to possess his body — and he's PISSED. Shen Yuan tries to opt out and live a simple life on what locals tell him is a monster-infested mountain no one in their right mind would bother with.

Sounds like a great hiding spot!

(TL;DR: Stardew Scum Villain Valley Mountain.)

Omg! I spent most of my week reading this and it has reached top tier liushen for me! Words can't describe how much I loved it

It was very loosely a stardew valley au, loads of transmigration shenanigans, fairies, kindly gods, and wibbly time

The slow burn between liushen was stunning. The relationship building among the peaks lords- incredible, baby binghe - so cute!!!

I honestly recommend the hell out of this fic. I'm not doing it any justice at all- it was truly so good. If you read it and want to chat about it my dms are literally open af.

4 Hanguang-Jun and His Beloved Pet Rabbit by 96qutie (In progress fic, read chapter 38 this week)

Summary: A gentle touch stroked his back, and Wei Ying stiffened in surprise. He looked up to find pale-gold eyes staring down at him intensely.

He gulped.

“Are you hurt?” The young cultivator asked in a soft voice, as if he expected an answer— even though he was already prodding Wei Ying’s ears and legs to see for himself. When he didn’t find evidence of injury he seemed to relax. “Are you frightened?”

If Wei Ying were human, he would have blushed and tried to crack a joke to hide it. As a rabbit, he could only kick his feet like a shy toddler.

“Wangji? I heard a commotion. Is everything alright?”

With the swiftness of a child being caught up past their bedtime, Wei Ying was shoved inside a billowing sleeve.

“Mn.”

—

This is a ‘The Disabled Tyrant’s Beloved Pet Fish’ AU for Wangxian. That series captured my heart, so then this happened. For those who don’t know that story; you don’t have to read it to read this. I don’t follow the plot at all, and I even changed the premise a bit. It’s only loosely inspired by it.

Also just to be clear: Wei Ying is not a rabbit 100% of the time.

I feel like this is the last chapter (don't quote me) with extras to come!

SO DANG SWEET

This fic has a unique take on WY resurrection/life/abilities? and I really love that about it

That's what I read this week!

Looks like a short reading week but one of the fics was almost half a million words- so it took me some time!

On top of that I have been plucking away at my own wangxian fanfic! I am hoping to write all of it and then start posting chapters, but for now I will update little bits as I progress in my bloopitynoot writes fanfiction tag

As usually I will gladly accept any recs you have happily and gratefully; MDZS (wangxian - but also most other pairings) or SVSSS (shen yuan et al pairings - or others tbh I am not picky!)

If you want a personalized fic list I am offering lists for Wangxian (some other MDZS pairings) and bingqiu (and some other SVSSS pairings) -just send me a dm with your theme and criteria! If I have fics that I have read that fit the vibe, I will happily rec a list :)

till next week!

[izunaweek]

IZUNA WEEK 2024 PROMPTS

🔥🔪February 4 - February 10🔪🔥

more info under the read more!

Uchiha Izuna Week 2024 Prompt List:

February 04th: Kotoamatsukami • Coup • Everyone Dies AU

February 05th: Rinne Tensei • Hunt • ASoIaF AU

February 06th: Hiraishin • Stargazing • Professional Sports AU

February 07th: Gōkakyū • Amnesia • Always at Peace AU

February 08th: Genjutsu • Time Loop • MXTX AU

February 09th: Kunai • Sacrifice • Superpowers AU

February 10th: Birthday • Free Day

How the prompts works:

Every day of our Izuna Week 2024 has a set of three alternative prompts, one from each of our three prompt categories, which are:

Naruto-specific: what it says on the tin. Here you’ll find techniques and concepts specific to the Naruto-verse as prompts.

Trope: all those good old fandom tropes we love (or hate). Can be interpreted in very wide ways.

AUs: there are infinite alternative universes, so we decided to differentiate these a bit further. The Izuna Week 2024 will have two prompts each from Canon Divergence AUs, Franchise AUs, and General AUs!

ASoIaF AU: A Song of Ice and Fire, epic fantasy novel series by George RR Martin. (Adapted onscreen as Game of Thrones and more recently, House of the Dragon)

MXTX AU: Chinese author well-known for her danmei/BL novels. This AU prompts refers to any of her novels such as Mo Dao Zu Shi (Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation) or Tian Guan Ci Fu (Heaven Official's Blessing).

The final day, Izuna’s birthday on February 10, is a Free Day! It's also of course Izuna's Birthday.

Prompt Guidelines:

You’re very welcome to interpret any prompt however literally or loosely you want.

You can use one, two, or all of the prompts of a given day.

Mixing and matching prompts from different days is allowed as well, of course! Just let us know which prompts your final piece uses.

You can create for one day, all days, or anything inbetween. There’s no minimum or maximum for creation!

You submit your work by posting it on Tumblr and using @izunaweek (tumblr) to notify us. Please also tag #izunaweek2024 and the prompts you used.

Check out our carrd for the rules & FAQ!

We have an event Discord server you can join here. This is completely voluntary, of course!

AI generated works are not allowed.

If you have further questions, feel free to reach out via ask or DM!

[quitealotofsodapop]

Hi! Your LMK AU of the monkeys having Qi as the family name which means "Little" makes me think of that one mouse movie franchise where a mouse named Stuart Little lives with his human family the Littles. Adorable. Also, what would Shadowpeach's wedding vows to each other be like? Who's the officiater of it? Sandy? How did the Samadhi ritual turn out in this AU? What family activities to the Qi and Monkie fam do together for fun? Have a great month! Drink your water and sleep early regularly.

Hi! Thank you for your ibterest in the au! To answer your questions:

"Qi" actually means "Together". Its the "Xiao-" part of "Xiaotian"/MK's name that means "Little". His official Mandarian name "Qi Xiaotian" literally translates to "Together Little Heaven".

Oh man. Shadowpeach vows could go multiple ways. Either they both ramble for hours, do a retelling of "The Hero and the Warrior" (with a happier ending), or they get so excited that they forget the personalised vows and just yell "We're married!!" and jump in for smootches. I'm leaning towards the story retelling.

The officiater of the wedding is Guanyin herself! As a literal goddess + celestial royalty, she has the highest authority. They also get a blessing from Yue Lao; the god of marriage and fated soulmates (whos very happy for them). Sandy is one of the groomsmen.

The Samadhi Fire ritual turns out... very different then from canon. I will not say >:)

The whole fam enjoys different activities together. Wukong unironically loves joining in for videogames and arcade trips. Macaque is a lot more low-energy, but the kids love joining him for plays at the theatre. Tang ofc still tells stories, with Macaque assissting with shadow puppets. Pigsy is more a "lets watch tv" kinda dad, but he also bonds via cooking. Sandy is def the one the kids go to for arts & crafts time, but he's also great for just chilling with cats and tea. And ofc the kids will never turn down sparring

Ty so much for sending in asks like this! They get the brain working so that I actually make progress on the fic

[that-one-ao3-writer]

10 fics for International Fanworks Day

THESE ARE ALL ALMOST FROM THE SAME FANDOMS IM SO SORRY but they are very good I recommend.

Please consider going through the authors' other works as well.

1. Nothing hurts like the almost, almost, almost by communist_sasuke

Fandom: Bungo Stray Dogs

Summary: “Don’t use Corruption, Chuuya.” Dazai tried again. “Let’s just get out of here.”

(A mission goes wrong, and Dazai learns to hold on to the things he can't bear to lose. If only his revelation hadn't come a little too late.)

I KNOW I KNOW mind the MCD tag but it's so well written and the grief just hits best at 1 am.

2. Atsushi's Guide to Surviving in the Armed Detective Agency (and Being a Part of a Family) by FrogintheWindow

Fandom: Bungo Stray Dogs

Summary: Atsushi studies his coworkers in the hopes of understanding what exactly he’s a part of, and realizes that he’s joined a family, not an agency.

Basically a series of short stories where Atsushi writes about his experiences with the Armed Detective Agency (and the Port Mafia)

FOUND FAMILY FOUND FAMILY FOUND FAMILY

3. try again, try again, try again by absolutefuckery

Fandom: Heaven Official's Blessing

Summary: Feng Xin accidentally steals Mu Qing’s first kiss. Naturally, the only logical solution is to give him another one. And another. And another. And another. And—

I'M LITERALLY IN LOVE WITH THIS FIC HONESTLY FQ ARE IDIOTS

4. Sleepwalking in shadows by oilux

Fandom: Jujutsu Kaisen

Summary: “Fushiguro Megumi,” Sukuna drawls. “You summoned—”

“Do you have two dicks?” 

It's all fun and games until you summon the King of Curses from your shadows.

OKAY OKAY SHIP CHOICE IS WEIRD IK BUT IT'S FUNNY

5. and all the things unsaid, come sweetly to your lips by citruspromenade

Fandom: Heaven Official's Blessing

Summary: the Xian Le Trio reconciliation, through the (metaphorical) seasons.

(The actual summary is longer guys) FENG XIN LOVE AND MULIAN FRIENDSHIP WHAT MORE DO YOU NEED

6. pretty face, electric soul by khrys

Fandom: Heaven Official's Blessing

Summary: Feng Xin and Xie Lian are attempting to re-enter high society. Mu Qing helps, and Feng Xin realizes a few things along the way.

LAST TGCF FIC I PROMISE

7. like, comments, share and subscribe by detectorist

Fandom: The Untamed / Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation

Summary: Lan Zhan runs a popular studytuber YouTube channel. Wei Ying decides to parody his videos. Things escalate from there.

THIS FIC GIVES ME LIFE

8. A Broken Soul by raendown

Fandom: Naruto (dont judge I had a phase)

Summary: Kakashi was born with a counter just like everyone else. But his was different. His was broken.

THIS IS ANGST OKAY YPU HAVE BEEN WARNED

9. Autonomy by beetlebee

Fandom: Naruto

Summary: "But this Not-Sensei soulmate guy could be anybody," Naruto whines.

Sasuke narrows his eyes. "No. He tried to act like Kakashi, use his techniques. He must be familiar with him already..."

"They could be childhood friends!" Sakura gasps.

"Sensei has friends?" Naruto asks, squinting at Obito.

"Or he's a stalker." Sasuke grips the kunai he still hasn't put away.

"I'm not a stalker," Obito lies, pushing away the kunai edging towards him.

----

(A soulmate bodyswap AU)

FUNNY OBIKAKA THERE I SAID IT

10. An Executive's Guide to Love, Jealousy & Everything in Between by mocarin

Fandom: Bungo Stray Dogs

Summary: Dazai Osamu is known for many things. Being the Port Mafia’s renowned strategist, a coldhearted executive, and ½ of infamous duo Double Black is just the shortlist. One thing he isn’t known for, however, is being capable of being in love. More specifically, in love with his hot headed slug of a partner of 3 years.

Or, Dazai attempts to navigate the complexities of love, with varying levels of success. Featuring his own special brand of flirting, an all too knowing audience, and poor, poor Tachihara who just wanted a friend but ended up on Dazai’s personal blacklist instead.

OOC WARNING BUT IT'S FUNNY SO

+1. Snapshots from different lives: It's a bittersweet symphony this life by Crepuscolaria

Fandom: Heaven Official's Blessing (I couldn't resist)

Summary: He didn’t even get to meet Mu Qing last time! And now they could grow together and have a lot of time! Of course he would run to him!

Not that he can explain this to his mom. She would just look at him with the same exasperated fondness she reserves him when he grumbles under his breath things like youths these days, or back in my day.

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A brief glimpse to that one time FX found MQ and they were both kids and he actually managed to grow with him until old age.

Series

Part 4 of Beyond Space and Time

CRIMINALLY UNDERRATED FIC GO READ IT NOW

(Might make pt. 2 idk)

[catstieeel]

tagged by @infinate-sky (thanks! I really love doing this kinda thing, I think it’s super fun!)

RULES: Answer 30 questions and tag 20 blogs you are contractually obligated to know better.

name/nickname: EJ (my family call me ellie or el though)

gender: i am confusion. she/her. thinking about they. it kinda hurts to think about my gender too much so i just don’t.

star sign: taurus ☀️ cancer 🌙 scorpio ⬆️

height: 5’5

time: 07:56 GMT

birthday: 7th May

favourite bands: one direction 🤧 gorillaz, BTS, scrubb, p!atd, muse, tøp

favourite solo artists: mitski, hayley kyoko, mxmtoon, conan grey, hozier, all the one direction boyz

song stuck in my head: blood! by peachy!

last movie: i watched the Meg as it was trending on Netflix and I love sharks but it was pretty trashy tbh

last TV show: hannibal. now i am obsessed and have will graham gender envy and hannigram brain rot

when did i create this blog: like 2012/13. big superwholock era

what i post: multifandom, shitposts, aesthetic stuff. whatever i like tbh

last thing googled: pink pineapples (my mum didn’t believe me when i told her they’re a real thing)

other blogs: just one.... it’s a bit 🥵

do i get asks: i do actually, not many though. i try to reply to them all but some are so weird idk what to say.

why i chose my url: i love cats and castiel, also i read a spn high school au fanfic where cas had pet cat he called catstiel (crowley had a dog he called growley) LMAO

following: 801

followers: 584 (thank you for your service)

average hours of sleep: oh boy it can range from 2 - 14 hr

lucky number: don’t really have one. i like the way 777 looks but i wouldn’t consider it my lucky number

instruments: i used to play the violin and the piano but not for years.... probably lost it all now

what am i wearing: ripped leggings and my oversized mothcub tee

dream trip: renting out a big villa with my friends, literally anywhere i don’t mind

favourite food: i like sweet food and also spicy food

nationality: british

favourite song: i always used to say wolves by one direction but i haven’t really listened to that for years... maybe strawberry blonde my mitski or recently i keep listening to dandelions by ruth b.

last book read: tgcf (heaven’s official blessing) by mxtx !! i’m still not over it! they literally invented love!!!!! can’t wait for the live action! it’s by the same people that made the untamed uwu

top three fictional universes I’d like to live in: the shire! animal crossing or hmmmmm the untamed maybe? preferably in yunmeng, it’s so gorgeous

favourite colour: why not all?

tagging: @kaichouchou @reinedeselfes @punkisdead @galaactic @kindgf @heller-jensen @letsboldlygomotherfuckers @concerto-roblox @atsuhinata @mlmsrogers @atticuos @phuketboys @2x06 @evermoredean @fadingskyy @sunflowaer @bounbl @purrfectly @yaytobio @mistersteal-your-boy

okay, I don’t expect anyone to do this but if you want then yay! and if you wanna be friends then message or send an ask, but im chill just seeing you all in my notifs, it makes me smile ♡ ♡ ♡

[callunavulgari]

Scrapbook 2021 | Part I

For anyone that’s new to this, this is how I keep track of all of the things I enjoy and/or create throughout the year. I have literally been doing this since I had a livejournal. I think the first one was 2011? Maybe? In which case, woohoo, ten years of scrapbooking!

It’s a nice little snippet of my life and helps to organize my brain.

A reminder:

Normal font - Indifferent/Neutral Italicized font - Enjoyed bold font - Loved with an asterisk* - All time favorite (bracketed titles) - Re-watches/Re-reads strikethough - Disliked

Goals are: read 80 books, finish five video games, write more than 20 fics or something larger than 20k, and write either an original short story or start a novel. 

Past Years

MOVIES

January

(Lord of the Rings: Fellowship of the Ring)

(Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers)

(Lord of the Rings: Return of the King)

Robin Hood

(Hook)

Wolfwalkers

February

(Age of Ultron)

From Up On Poppy Hill

(Tangled)

(Onward)

(The Mummy)

(Hercules)

(Promare)

March

Raya and the Last Dragon

(My Neighbor Totoro)

April

(Hunchback of Notre Dame)

(Tarzan)

(Beauty and the Beast)

Weathering With You

BOOKS

January

A Deadly Education | Naomi Novak [Fin]

Home Body | Rupi Kaur [Fin]

The Sunken Mall | K.D. Edwards [Fin]

Bloom | Kevin Panetta [Fin]

The Angel of Crows | Katherine Addison

All the Stars and Teeth | Adalyn Grace [Fin]

The Adventure Zone: Vol 1 | McElroys & Carey Pietsch [Fin]

I Hope You Stay | Courtney Peppernell [Fin]

Pillow Thoughts | Courtney Peppernell [Fin]

Piraneesi | Susanna Clarke [Fin]

The Ex Talk | Rachel Lynn Solomon [Fin]

February

The Adventure Zone: Vol 2 | McElroys & Carey Pietsch [Fin]

The Adventure Zone: Vol 3 | McElroys & Carey Pietsch [Fin]

The Angel of Crows | Katherine Addison

Alice Isn’t Dead | Joseph Fink

March

Winter’s Orbit | Everina Maxwell [Fin]

Fireheart Tiger | Aliette de Bodard [Fin]

Alice Isn’t Dead | Joseph Fink

Fire | Kristin Cashore [Fin]

Bitterblue | Kristin Cashore [Fin]

The Witch’s Heart | Genevieve Gornichec [Fin]

Winterkeep | Kristin Cashore

April

Alice Isn’t Dead | Joseph Fink [Fin]

Winterkeep | Kristin Cashore [Fin]

The Memory Theater | Karin Tidbeck [Fin]

These Violent Delights | Chloe Gong 

(Red White and Royal Blue | Casey Mcquiston) [Fin]

Rule of Wolves | Leigh Bardugo [Fin]

Alice Isn’t Dead | Joseph Fink [Fin]

Not the Girl You Marry | Andie Christopher [Fin]

The Echo Wife | Sarah Gailey [Fin]

The Midnight Library | Matt Haig

Catherine House | Elisabeth Thomas [Fin]

Séance Tea Party | Reimena Yee [Fin]

Lumberjanes vol 1 | Noelle Stevenson [Fin]

PODCASTS

January

The Unseen, Christmas and New Year Special

The Penumbra Podcast, Juno Steel arc, Heart of It All and What Lies Beyond

The Penumbra Podcast, Second Citadel, Strong Arm of Justice and The Priestess’ Fortune

I Am In Eskew, Episode 16

Welcome to Night Vale, Episode 67, 68, and 69

The Magnus Archives, Episode 190 and 191

February

The Magnus Archives, Episode 192-194

The Adventure Zone, Episodes 15-60

March

The Magnus Archives, Episode 194-200 [Fin]

The Adventure Zone, Episodes 60-TAZ BALANCE ENDING

MBMBAM, Episode 1

I Am In Eskew, Episode 17-22

April

I Am In Eskew, Episode 23-END

Alice Isn’t Dead, Episode 18-END

TV SHOWS BY SEASON

January

His Dark Materials, s2 [Fin]

Watcher Entertainment

Buzzfeed Worth It

(Black Sails, s1)

The Queen’s Gambit**

February

Cherry Magic

Wandavision, s1

Watcher Entertainment

The Owl House

(Little Witch Academia)

Star vs the Forces of Evil, s3, s4

Bridgerton

Buzzfeed Unsolved: True Crime

Heaven’s Official Blessing

March

Wandavision, s1 [Fin]

Watcher Entertainment, Puppet History & Watcher Weekly

Falcon and the Winter Soldier

Word of Honor

April

Word of Honor, s1

Watcher Entertainment, Puppet History

Falcon and the Winter Soldier, s1

Kim’s Convenience, s1, 2, 3, 4

Leverage, s4

Shadow and Bone, s1

The Great, s1

VIDEO GAMES

January

Hades, 37 hours [Fin]

Assassin’s Creed: Valhalla, 35 hours

February

Assassin’s Creed: Valhalla, 35 hours

Hades, 75+ hours? 

Animal Crossing: New Horizons, 16 hours

Persona 5 Royal

March

Animal Crossing: New Horizons, 45 hours

Persona 5 Royal, 141 hours

Assassin’s Creed: Valhalla, 35 hours

Concrete Genie, 3 hours

April

Concrete Genie, 6 hours [Fin]

Animal Crossing: New Horizons, 65 hours

Persona 5 Royal, 160 hours

Monster Hunter Rise, 2 hours

Civ, 5 hours

DELIGHTFUL FIC

January

Modern Rustic by beethechange | Buzzfeed Unsolved | Ryan/Shane | 22k | “I think,” he says, finally, “that if we looked around this place hard enough, we’d find a rose underneath a—a glass thing, what’s it called—losing petals. Metaphorically.”

easy livin' by sarcasticfishes | Buzzfeed Unsolved (Fallout AU) | Ryan/Shane | 6k | The Wasteland - and Ryan - through Shane's eyes.

(in nocte consiliam by oxymoronic | Bartimaeus | Bartimaeus/Nathaniel | 4k | London, 2003. Britain is on the brink of war, and someone is trying rather hard to kill John Mandrake.)

made of glass the way you see through me by uneventfulhouses | Buzzfeed Unsolved | Ryan/Shane | 19k | Will it always be like this? Ryan wonders, watching Shane lope up the snowy walkway and pushing his way through the front door, humming some jolly old tune in that way Shane’s prone to do. Theatrical, performing for an audience even though Ryan is the only one around.

All Your Stars In View by alpha_exodus | Harry Potter | Draco/Harry | 18k | Life after the war is difficult for Harry, especially when the only thing that makes him feel better is, oddly enough, being around Malfoy. So when Malfoy asks to paint his portrait, Harry can't refuse, even if it means baring himself in more ways than one.

13 Genuinely Awful Things About Steven by thefourthvine | Buzzfeed Worth It | Steven/Andrew | 10k | Andrew’s learned to like cake, he’s learned to like oysters, and he’s learned to like Steven.

we’ll make a brand new start of it (in old new york) by misantlery | Buzzfeed Worth It | Steven/Andrew | 10k | “Just to be clear,” Andrew says. “You want me to pretend to be your boyfriend at a party to spite your high school bully and your high school girlfriend and possibly the entire state of Ohio?”

Russian Roulette Croquembouche by misantlery | Buzzfeed Worth It | Andrew/Steven | 9k | “Get that on your business card,” Andrew advises. “Steven Lim, video producer, world traveler, fancy dessert boy. Human cream puff.”

rose-colored boy by juniperProse | Buzzfeed Worth It | Steven/Andrew | 2k | Andrew’s eyes are pink.

Like Wildfire by makemadej | Watcher Entertainment | Shane/Ryan | 20k | “Is this gonna be a thing with you?” Ryan demands. “You can’t keep committing to stuff that no one else knows about! When people online say they want you to be more open and vulnerable, this is not what they mean.”

Scratching the Itch by bendingsignpost | Doctor Who | Rose/Ten | 20k | Her mum had always told her that blokes had only one thing on their minds, but this was taking it to an entirely new level.

lie back and let me unlock you by Lise | The Untamed | Xiao Xingchen/Xue Yang | 7k | Xiao Xingchen, reluctantly, admits to certain fantasies that he has. His friend is happy to indulge him.

in our respective ways by Lise | The Untamed | Jiang Cheng & Lan Wangji | 6k | Jiang Cheng has his golden core back. But he seems to have lost Wei Wuxian.

By Proxy by Lise | The Untamed | Jiang Cheng/Lan Wangji | 12k | Jiang Cheng and Lan Wangji, looking for comfort in all the wrong places.

some good mistakes by Lise | The Untamed | Jiang Cheng & Lan Wangji | 18k |  Or, the one where Wei Wuxian vanishes and Lan Wangji, reluctantly, asks for Jiang Cheng's help tracking him down.

efforts in a common cause by Lise | The Untamed | Xiao Xingchen/Xue Yang/Song Lan | 12k | Everybody's walked out of Yi City alive. Now it's just three badly adjusted adults (and one badly adjusted teenager) trying to make things work - a project somewhat derailed by a night hunt that turns out to be something else.

swinger of birches by astronicht | The Untamed | Lan Wangji/Wei Wuxian | 23k | Lan Zhan is a little witch in the house on the hill, whispering out a love curse. Wei Ying is a witch undead, undone.

let me desecrate you by hkafterdark | The Untamed | Lan Wangji/Wei Wuxian | 6k | “Dangerous words.” Wei Wuxian drew back. The flickering candlelight gave him an otherworldly appearance; that, and his beauty, unchanged since the first time Lan Wangji had seen him. “You aren’t afraid to be at the mercy of the fearsome Yiling laozu?”

The Demon Affair by stereobone | Yu Yu Hakusho | Hiei/Kurama | 9k | Kurama accidentally seduces Hiei into a relationship.

i came to win (and i won) by paperclipbitch | The Queen’s Gambit | Beth/Benny | 3k | They play chess, and they fuck.The two things are not the same.

February

Sylvain Gautier Would Love To Try To Solve All Your Problems Through Sex (Hey It Might Help) by Fall Out Boy by harriet_vane | Fire Emblem: Three Houses | Sylvain/Felix | 22k | In which Sylvain wakes up on the wrong tour bus, and refuses to be their sex therapist (unless Felix asks nicely)

Turnabout and Start Again by runningondreams | The Untamed | Wei Wuxian/Lan Wangji | 34k | WIP | Wei Wuxian lives. The siege fails.Thirteen years later, Lan Wangji wakes in a body that is not his own.

μήτηρ, in the Greek by antistar_e (kaikamahine) | Hades | Nyx & Persephone, canon relationships | 37k | At the end of this recounting, she tilted her head and asked politely, Is this not how you have children?Uh, no, said Persephone.

that voodoo that you do so well by veterization | Buzzfeed Unsolved | Ryan/Shane | 18k |  Ryan buys a voodoo potion oil at Voodoo Authentica meant to attract Yummy Boys. Appropriately, things happen.

A Bridge Between by Runespoor | Spirited Away | Gen | 3k | Years later, Chihiro moves into a new apartment; her parents help.

the ghost king's bride by arahir | Tian Guan Ci Fu | Hua Cheng/Xie Lian | 10k | Ghosts won't stop giving Xie Lian flowers, Hua Cheng won't stop teasing, and Xie Lian is out here doing his best, man.

Side bitch out of your league by rohkeutta | Captain America | Steve/Bucky | 3k | “I tried to call Sam,” Captain America says, bewildered. He’s sprinting like Usain Bolt and doesn’t sound even a little out of breath. Fucker. “Who’re you?”

cause in your warmth (I forget how cold it can be) by madnessandbrilliance | Promare | Lio/Galo | 7k | Lio is always freezing. Galo is always warm. It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out the rest.

backdraft by broments | Promare | Lio/Galo | 32k | It happens in an instant, Galo gaping like an idiot while Lio presses forward to defend against the perceived threat, the weapon sparkling but not burning as it kisses Galo's throat.

your perfect crime (& how you laugh when you lie) by aroceu | The Untamed | Lan Zhan/Wei Wuxian | Death Note AU | 8k | The first time a convicted murderer dies of a heart attack in their jail cell, no one thinks anything of it.

Yosuke will now die for you! by DragonBandit | Persona 4 | Yosuke/Souji | 5k | ...This, causes problems.

dramamine by brawlite | The Untamed | Song Lan/Xue Yang | 7k | Song Lan is having a bad morning. Help comes from the last person he'd expect: Xue Yang.

Hearth and Home by lady_ragnell | Leverage | Alec/Eliot/Parker | 1k | When Eliot goes to a temple, or when he’s in one place long enough to build a shrine, he doesn’t do it for Ares. He does it for Hestia.

Where One Ends and the Other Begins by kalliopeia | Leverage | Alec/Parker/Eliot | 30k | Nobody’s particularly shocked when the job goes spectacularly sideways because their loot turns out to be magic. Parker and Eliot begin reading each other’s minds, accidental sharing happens, and shenanigans result.

Hungry Thirsty Roots by coolkidroland | Persona 5 | Akechi/Akira | 56k | In which Akira absolutely does not learn to leave well enough alone. **

Without Grasping Yet by Angelic_Ascent | Persona 5 | Akechi/Akira | 8k | Akechi and Akira end up far too cramped for comfort in the Morgana bus. And then they're left alone in Mementos.

Falling Up by KivaEmber | Persona 5 | Akechi/Akira | 2k | “If it helps…” Akira spoke up suddenly, his tone morbidly amused, “I forgive you, for shooting me in the face.”

March

Touch of Forbidden by tirsynni | LoZ | Ganondorf/Link | 2k |  Nabooru warned him not to travel to the Spirit Temple. So of course Link went to the Spirit Temple.

breaking the same old heart by tardigradeschool | The Adventure Zone | Magnus/Taako | 11k | Taako and Magnus in triptych: before, during, and after the Bureau.**

your head is good, it’s loyal, it’s clean by Anonymous | TAZ | Magnus/Taako | 4k | "Here, I do this all the time."Too quickly for him to react, Taako plucks away one of his golden rings and slips it onto the ring finger of Magnus' left hand.

bruising kisses, whispered confessions by tangerine_skye | TAZ | Magnus/Taako | 3k | The trio stop over at an inn for the night. Taako and Magnus share a bed.

i can see what's coming (but i'm not saying it) by pansywaist | TAZ | Magnus/Taako | 3k | His breath is still hot on Taako's lips, distracting enough he almost misses the strained whisper: “I thought I was gonna lose you.”

Emergency Consolation in the Pocket Spa by Anonymous | TAZ | Magnus/Taako | 3k | If Magnus wants to hug a wizard, Magnus gets to hug a wizard.

together for the long haul by kismetNemesis | TAZ | Magnus/Taako | 6k | Magnus and Taako were married on a bright spring day in the year after they saved the world.

thin skin, bruises, and a cold cup of tea by GayFrankensteinsMonster | TAZ | Magnus/Taako | 3k | Sleep is for the weak, and Magnus has no weaknesses, except for his own natural curiosity.

tender is the night by dollylux | TAZ | Magnus/Taako | 10k |  “It’s just…” He runs a hand through the thick bramble of his hair, gripping the crown of it to anchor himself. He sighs, slumping back against the footboard. “I guess I’m just not very good at one on one. Like, not… not in any way.”

a note is attached to the top of the vial by GayFrankensteinsMonster | TAZ | Kravitz/Taako, Magnus/Taako | 5k |  Elves have a lifespan of up to six hundred years. The people that you know don't even come close to that.

Pieces of Memory and Heart by ellemaris | Raya and the Last Dragon | Raya/Namaari | 1k | Raya isn't sure how to heal everything between Heart and Fang, but returning something important to Namaari seems like a start.

the gods laugh by miss_aphelion | The Untamed | Wei Wuxian/Lan Wangji | 11k+ | WIP | Wei Wuxian is just getting used to being alive again when he's ripped from the world he knows. He wakes in a place where his sister and her husband live, where his brother doesn't hate him, where the Wen remnants have all survived.

In Your Room, In Your Bed by giraffeter | The Untamed | Wei Wuxian/Lan Wangji/Jiang Cheng | 25k | After Wei Ying is disowned, Yu Ziyuan forbids Jiang Cheng from letting Wei Ying live with him. Jiang Cheng lets him stay anyway because Fuck That. He tells his parents Lan Zhan is his new roommate instead.

in the blossom season (in the pouring rain) by varnes | The Untamed | Wei Wuxian/Lan Wangji | 14k |  “Doctor Flowers,” Lan Zhan repeats, pointing at the tiny plum tree, just to confirm that his son is suggesting a magical tree named Doctor Flowers sprouted overnight and made their tame family project turn into a verdant jungle.

34 years old - 5'8" - DL - no-BB by withpractice_ff | Ace Attorney | Edgeworth/Phoenix | 3k | Phoenix finds Edgeworth’s Grindr profile

spinning with the stars above by tardigradeschool | The Untamed | Wei Wuxian/Lan Wangji | 7k | Wangji returns home to Vulcan for the first time since he left for Starfleet Academy, this time with Wei Ying at his side. He’s not expecting Wei Ying and his uncle to be fast friends, but things go poorly in a very different way than he was expecting.

every breath that comes before by tardigradeschool | The Untamed | Lan Wangji/Wei Wuxian | 10k | Or, what if that cup of wine Wei Wuxian drank for Lan Wangji after the Phoenix Mountain hunt wasn't just wine?

never love an anchor by tardigradeschool | Wei Wuxian/Lan Wangji | 31k | A fisherman and a selkie fall in love beside the sea. Regretfully, things are never quite that simple.

Be Careful by giraffeter | The Untamed | Song Lan/Xue Yang | 5k |  Song Lan and Xue Yang try to survive a week in their shared apartment without Xiao Xingchen as a buffer.

  won't you let me know you now by tardigradeschool | The Untamed | Lan Wangji/Wei Wuxian | 12k | WIP | “Have you ever heard of a mind meld?” Wangji keeps his voice as level as possible, as if he is not revealing foremost Vulcan secrets.

April

running for a soft place to fall by tardigradeschool | The Untamed | Lan Xichen & Lan Wangji | 10k |  As he leaves for his coming of age test at age twelve, half-Vulcan Xichen has a goal in mind. The rules of the kahs-wan prohibit taking food, water, or weapons. In accordance, Xichen is bringing none of those things, but he does have a compass tucked into his pocket. He is going to find his father.

an act too often neglected by Ariaste | The Untamed | Lan Xichen/Meng Yao | 60k | The single faceless, anonymous photograph on the profile that catches his eye is shot in elegant black-and-white, and there’s something about the crispness of the focus and the markedly off-center composition that says art, for once, rather than mugshot.The caption below is equally sparse: “5’6. Demanding.”

where you go, I'm going (so jump and I'm jumping) by Aria | The Magnus Archives | Martin/Jonathan | 6k | "I don't think so," Alex said. She looked at Martin. "Is this really how it went?"

Morning, keep the streets empty for me by feyburner | The Untamed | Lan Wangji/Wei Wuxian | 6k | Ghosts were drawn to the ring roads.

2am on a saturday by detectorist | The Untamed | Lan Wangji/Wei Wuxian | 11k | In which Lan Zhan gets high, slides into Wei Ying's DMs, and somehow ends up having the harmonica played to him at 2am in the morning.

Grief Kindly Stopped by ShanaStoryteller | The Untamed | Lan Wangji/Wei Wuxian | 5k | Nothing leaves the Burial Mounds alive.

superhero love triangle by Asuka Kureru (Askerian) | Bleach?! | Grimmjow/Ichigo | WIP | 17k | You know those classical superhero-genre love triangles that actually only contain two people? Yeah.

Boat Basin by downjune | The Falcon and the Winter Soldier | 5k |  He thought the 21st century now maybe suffered from an overabundance of classifications for all the different ways to fuck and/or romance a person, but the most important thing—and his therapist had emphasized this—the most important thing was connection.

my touch magnifies by isozyme | Word of Honor | Wen Kexing/Zhou Zishu/Ye Baiyi | 7k | Wen Kexing gets hit with fuck-or-die sex pollen on the way to Longyuan cabinet. Everything would be fine, except Zhou Zishu’s been keeping an unfortunate secret: the nails in his chest mean he can’t get hard anymore.

DELIGHTFUL FANVIDS

January

2020 || Multifandom Mashup

Hades - Official Animated Trailer

Hades Mini-PMV: This Year

2020, I guess

MARVEL || Energy (ft. Easy McCoy + Black Hydra)

obi-wan || give it

2020 ll Multifandom Mashup

Multifandom | Goodbye 2020

Multifandom | Goodbye 2018

2018 Multifandom | MASHUP

His Dark Materials - No Sanctuary

Lyra & Mrs. Coulter | Hurricane

► mrs. coulter || way down we go [hdm]

Wonder Woman || BORN READY 

Vikings | The End of the Journey

February

MARVEL || Ready Set (ft. Vo Williams)

MARVEL || Here We Go (ft. Chris Classic)

MARVEL || Is You Ready || The Falcon and the Winter Soldier

Never forget || Hualian - Hua Cheng x Xie Lian AMV 

【魔道祖师 / MDZS】Animatic - The First Siege | Safe & Sound

The Jedi Way | THE MANDALORIAN

Multifandom || Going Bad (feat. Drake)

March

Broccolli Casserole--The Untamed

Hey Brother - The Adventure Zone Animatic/PMV

The Adventure Zone: Balance trailer

The Adventure Zone: Balance Arc Trailer (Animatic)

13 Year Olds (A MDZS Animatic by Arcxus)

Multifandom || Die In This Town

DNA | shadow & bone

(Marvel) Wanda Maximoff | Grief

Defying Gravity | MDZS/CQL Animatic

It’s Quiet Uptown | MDZS Animatic

To The Stars

(Marvel) WandaVision || Awaken

Walt Disney Animation Studios | A Magical Journey

We don't have forever.

stop living a fake life.

► Wanda Maximoff | PAINT IT BLACK (+15k)

Multifandom || Take It (c/w Quang Truong) ft. @SEIGE WORLD​

Kylo Ren | STAR WARS

The Lord of the Rings Trilogy

April

MARVEL || Natural ft.ImagineDragons

​ xue yang & xiao xingchen ➤ gasoline

WEN KEXING || GASOLINE

Wen Kexing ✘ Zhou Zishu || Dandelions

Play With Fire - Wen Kexing

TOXIC ~ Wen Kexing ~ word of honor ~ 山河令

(Marvel) Bucky Barnes | Free

Bucky Barnes | Feeling Good

The Falcon and the Winter Soldier || Next Level ft. @7kingZ​ || (Marvel)

Eternity looking down on us.

The complexity of reality.

Captain America

✗ The Crows | Trouble (Shadow&Bone)

Shadow & Bone | Paint It Black

The secret fate of all life.

DELIGHTFUL MUSIC

January

A Better Version - Jessie Shelton

Start a War - Klergy, Valerie Broussard

Meet Me in the Dark - Melissa Etheridge

ily - Surf Mesa, Emilee

Space Man - Eurielle

To Be Loved - Aurora

In the Blood - Darren Korb

Can’t Help Falling in Love - Tommee Profitt

Astronomical - SVRCINA

Oh Comely - Neutral Milk Hotel

In This Shirt - The Irrepressibles

goblincore + cottagecore

moonlit love letters 🌙💌 (sailor moon-inspired lofi mix)

Moonlight Densetsu Lo-Fi Remix 1 hour version

Peaceful Meditation

February

Never Forget You - Zara Larsson

Is You Ready - Migros

Recomposed Four Seasons - Max Richter

The End - JPOLND

Love Yourself - Sufjan Stevens

Deja | Daniel Roure

Used To Like | Neon Trees

Material Boy - Sir Sly

Willow - Taylor Swift

Overture - Apashe

Evangeline - Josh Garrels

Gris, pt 1 - Berlinist

Inferno - Hiroyuki Sawano

March

BAMBAM - Angie

Dictator - Rei Ami

Demons - Hayley Kiyoko

Runaway - Rei Ami

Deep Blue - Marcus Warner

Brave New World - Kalandra

Nero - The Speed

The Path of Silence - Anne Sophie Versnaeyen

Tuleloits - Kerli

Soft to Be Strong - Marina

Relic - Reeder

Ascension - Gorillaz

Will You Follow Me Into the Dark - Klergy

Voidfish (Plural) - Rachel Mitchell

Raya and the Last Dragon soundtrack

Unicorn Wizard - Ninja Sex Party

Me Too - Meghan Trainor

Umbrella - Rihanna

Colors Flying High - Lollia

Wake Up, Get Up, Get Out There - Lyn

lovely - khalid

Burn My Dread - Lotus Juice

Progress - The Dear Hunter

My Mother Told Me - Rachel Hardy

Savage Daughter - Sarah Ross

Four - Sleeping At Last

April

The Other Side - Amarante

Predator & Prey - Griffin Puatu

As the World Caves In -Matt Maltese

Tell Her I Wasn’t Scared - Dan Thiessen

Esmeralda - Adriel Genet

Woods - AfterInfinity

So Human of You - Shireen

Flags of Rome - Jesper Kyd

Do It All the Time - I don’t Know How But They Found Me

Hummingbirds - Venus Hum

On and On - Curtis Harding

Grand Escape - RADWIMPS

my ex’s best friend - machine gun kelly

Sofia - Clairo 

Girls Just Wanna Have Fun - Charlotte Lawrence

Next Level - 7KingZ

Tell Me - Johnny Jewel

Get Out of Town - Firefles

Music for Anglo Saxes

I See Darkness In You - Red Mecca

Satan Is His Name - Holly Golightly

Rocky Trail - Kings of Convenience

Story - NF

Because the Night - 10,000 Maniacs

Use to Be (L.O.V.E.) - Chelsea Collins

Bird on a Wire - Simone Istwa

Huzzah - Nathan Barr

POSTED FIC

January

gonna make you feel, boy | Hades | Megaera/Thanatos/Zagreus | 1,101 words | “You can touch, you know,” she murmurs, satisfaction and anticipation warring within her. Her pulse pounds. Zagreus’s eyes have darkened, his pupils eating up all that color. He looks good enough to eat.

February

how long do we have? | She Ra | Adora/Catra | 1,539 words | “The war is over, Adora,” Catra tells her. Adora hums. “Maybe. Maybe not.”

March

only fools rush in | The Adventure Zone | Taako/Magnus | 5,209 words | “Okay,” Taako says, sitting down heavily. “So. Ancient ritual to… bring people together?”

til my lungs both billow out | The Magnus Archives | Jon/Martin | 748 words | The knife goes in. The tape runs out.

the echo, as wide as the equator | The Untamed | Lan Wangji/Wei Wuxian | 2,927 words |  “Lan Zhan,” Wei Ying whispers after it is done.

April

N/A

WIPS | UNPUBLISHED | ORIGINAL

January

1685 words of Buzzfeed Unsolved, tattoo AU

February

N/A

March

3121 words of Magnus/Taako, Stolen Century verse Posted!

April

852 words of Steve/Billy

FANMIXES/GRAPHICS

January

got the morbs: sad/somber songs for sad/somber people

2021: a mix for the year that comes after 2020

Sahara Baby: a mix for songs that sound like Spanish Sahara

Fire Baby: a mix for songs that sound like Play With Fire

Consequences Baby: a mix for songs that sound like Consequences

Paradise Baby: a mix for songs that sound like Paradise Valley

Real Boy: a Zagreus playlist

February

N/A

March

only fools rush in: a taako/magnus playlist

pomegranate seeds: a persephone playlist

make them bow: a megaera playlist

fuck feelings: a taako playlist

til my lungs both billow out: a jonmartin playlist

April

i am my mother’s savage daughter: a playlist for the girl

[pastelninjaimagines]

This is so many letters but: A B D E G K M X Z for Obito please?✌️🥺✌️

Obito

Ahhhhh the og husband, yaassss

A ctivities - What do they like to do with their s/o? How do they spend their free time with them?

Obito will follow you around like a goddamn lost puppy. Whatever you wanna do, whatever your hobbies are, you can count on him to wanna do them with you and try new stuff out. He’s adventurous so trying new things together is something he immensely enjoys. He really does like exploring new places, so if you like traveling than you’re a match made in heaven.

For a more modern au, he would loveeee to go on cross-country road trips. Just spend a couple weeks and see what there is to explore. Also amusement parks are an absolute must. Would also like something more low key like going to see a movie on a rainy day. And can you say board games? Bc this man is the king of board games. Watch him crushing it at monopoly out there

B eauty - What do they admire about their s/o? What do they think is beautiful about them?

Ok so he loves literally everything about you. There’s nothing he doesn’t admire. Literally. Your personality, your looks. He loves it all and worships you like the god/goddess you are. A few things he admires specifically is your kindness and compassion. The fact that you overlook his flaws, both physically and personality-wise, and how accepting of him you are, literally blows his mind all the time. Sometimes he has to pinch himself to make sure that he’s not dreaming you up. Your compassion for him and for others is incredible to him and so endearing that it makes him love you more. As for a physical trait that he loves, it’s definitely your soft smile and kind eyes. Just the way you look at him sends butterflies in his stomach and makes him as giddily nervous as a schoolboy. You’re his precious sunshine and he wants to protect your beautiful smile. 

D reams - How do they picture their future with their s/o?

All this man wants is a peaceful, happy future with the love of his life DEAR GOD PLS GIVE THIS TO HIM he just wants to be happy!!! Like his top-tier fantasy is the two of you living in a decently sized house, away from others (but not too distant) living comfortably, maybe with a kid or two running around. Top-tier stuff fam, he’s gushy and pretty simple with his wants

E qual - Are they the dominant one in the relationship, or rather passive?

So, he’s sort of a switch when it comes to relationship dominance. He likes his way and can be incredibly head-strong (an Uchiha gene), but he also wants to make you happy and often puts your happiness above his own. Sometimes these two opposing feelings conflict and he can feel a bit muddled, but he really does try to make everything an equal partnership. 

G ratitude - How grateful are they in general? Are they aware of what their s/o is doing for them?

Ok, Obito is beyond grateful for you. You brought softness and love back into his life. You taught him what it is to feel happiness again. Like, you were a gift he didn’t think he deserved. He fuckng loves you. He knows he’s beyond lucky to keep you around and he’s very aware of the color you brought to his dull, dreary existence. YOU ARE HIS TREASURE and he tells you literally all the time how blessed he feels that your paths collided. Trust me, he’ll never shut up about it. You’re very aware he’s grateful for having you. 

K iss - Are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?

At first he had 0 (zero) idea what he was doing with kissing. Like homeboy was as inexperienced as you could possibly get. However, he’s a quick study. He picked up what was goin on. After feeling his way through the motions, he’s a damn good kisser. He just has a way of making your head swoon with just a simple kiss. Also neck kisses. He’s a fine connoisseur of neck kisses. Knows how to give em, and loveesss receiving them. Also if you kiss him on the nose, he’ll die of happiness. 

M arriage - Do they want to get married? How do they propose? What would the marriage be like?

this right here kinda depends on whether we’re talking about canon Obito, or post-canon au Obito where he somehow lived lmao bc those two answers are wildly different. If we’re talking strictly canon Obito, no he has no desire to get married whatsoever. He’s sort of living in this quasi-reality state, and while he loves you, he hates tradition and thinks of marriage as pointless

Now AU post-canon Obito, hell yeah he wants to marry you! You put up with him? You love him? He’s putting a ring on you asap! 

He plans this whole elaborate plan to propose to you that may or may not go completely awry. He imagines the moonlight filtering down, him leading you down a secluded that ends in the areas he set up to pop the question decorated ahead of time with glittering lights and an exorbitant amount of your favorite flowers. Now of course he couldn’t predict the weather. He was already nervous as hell, hands shaking, a cold sweat down his back. And just as he’s about to lead you to the flowery oasis he spent hours decorating, it begins to pour buckets of rain like heaven decided to let out a second flood. You’re both all dressed up, soaking wet within a minute, however you’re already at the spot, he’s got the ring in his pocket. He thinks to himself, fuck it, and gets down on one knee anyway. A little rain won’t stop him from asking you to share the rest of your lives together

Marriage with Obito is pretty blissful. Sure you’re both kinda outcasts (bc of his past and all) but you’re incredibly happy. His mission in life is to make you as happy as possible. And that’s what he does. He’s incredibly kind, pretty goofy and always keeps you entertained with his antics that normally go not-as-planned. 

X OXO - Are they very affectionate? Do they love to kiss and cuddle?

After you two have officially established your relationship, he becomes incredibly affectionate, most to the point where he’s borderline clingy. He was touched starved as all hell before you came along. Once he gets a little taste of affection he’ll be clinging to you when you guys are alone like a sloth clings to a tree. You’ll have to pry him off of you. It’s honestly pretty cute. Pls give him head massages it’s his literal favorite thing while you guys are cuddling together. He also really loves pulling you onto his lap and showering you with kisses. Just pls give him affection he deserves it. 

Z eal - Are they willing to go to great lengths for the relationship? If so, what kind of?

It’s painfully canon how far Obito is willing to go for the one he loves. Will he start a world war for you? Yes. Will he consider ending the universe for you? Double yes. but in all seriousness, Obito loves you. He doesn’t wanna lose the best and brightest thing in his life. He would literally do anything for you and your safety. Because you’re his whole world and he wants to protect his sunshine.

[logancreatesworlds]

Paradise - (Angel!Spencer Reid x black!reader)

Author’s Note:  AUs are my thing.  Do I even have to explain?  I swear God keeps sending me ideas. 🤣💡❤

Warning: Strong religious references.

Disclaimer:  None of the images are mine.

Luke 23:43

And He said to him, "Truly I say to you, today you shall be with Me in Paradise."

It was in the year 2035 that the world had officially gone to shit.  

Surprisingly, it wasn’t because of global warming or war caused by greedy politicians, but rather by the very God that many claimed to love.

Lucifer always said that God loved humans more than him.  Yet, the world had ended not in a ball of fire, but by flaming rays of light.

The Almighty God had finally had enough of his own creation.

First, it started in France, England and Western Europe with the water turning to blood and getting most of the people deathly ill with HIV.

The presidents and dictators could not stop it.

Then, it spread to Russia and eastern Europe, where frogs and lice invaded everything and destroyed the livestock and crops.

The farmers could not prevent it.

After that, it came to lower and southeast Asia, and the livestock either got attacked by their own livestock or were murdered by its diseased meat.

The people could not counteract it.

Next, it hit Australia and Oceania, covering the entire place in darkness and raising swarms of locusts to attack the people - conveniently murdering the first sons of all the families first before moving onto the rest and leaving them with venomous boils.

Nobody could repress it.

And finally, it attacked the Americas, plummeting and freezing the South in snow and hail and then torching the North in heat and fire.

Nothing could avert it.

The only place spared from God’s seven-day wrath was Africa, the Motherland.

Perhaps all those stories your mother told you about being a part of God’s chosen people was true after all.

Or more likely, you were just lucky - for now.

You were packing your bags, planning to return back to Houston, Texas after your vacation.

A graduation present from your uncle.

The next thing you know, you’re watching monks in Myanmar get rammed by raging bulls and French people scratch their heads so hard that they destroy their scalps on the news.

You had been in Cairo at the time.

The last words your mother had said to you over the phone were ones of warning.

“We are living in our last days.  Stay there for just a few more weeks and then come home to me when it’s safe.”

But it wasn’t safe.

Houston was one of the first places to burn.  

No amount of firefighters could put the flames out and everyone who tried to flee - quite literally, combusted.

Your mom was gone.

The scientists who were lucky enough to live estimated the the “Plagues” had killed off about sixty-five percent of the population.

Most of the other thirty-five percent were hunted down and shot to bits in blinding light by beings with golden wings.

They called them The Seraphim, the Burning Ones.

They were not friendly, nor were they gentle, and they chopped off the heads of every human they saw until God himself started assigning them people to spare.

One morning you had woken up with a G burned into your right arm.

After the angels had broken into the army barracks you had fled to for safety and cleansed the place of its human inhabitants, you figured out that that G stood for Genesis - the first book of the Bible.

Soon you were herded along with the other ‘G’s into a strange settlement.

The buildings were perfectly made of hard stone and sanded white.  

The gravel streets were quiet and desolate. The gravel streets were quiet and desolate. 

The golden sun shined over all of it.

“Forward!” An angel commanded, pushing you towards it all.

The angels then backed up, and a large wall magically blocked them from view.

You and the others looked around confused as you all wandered further into the strange land.

No one was there.  No one.

What was going on?

The only thing that provided explanation to the question was a stone plaque in the middle of the town’s main square.

As the all of you got closer to it, golden letters burned into its hard surface.

To the people of Paradise, heed these commandments.  

1.  Thou shall not try to leave.

2. Thou shall not steal.

3.  Thou shall not eat any of the blessed foods.

4.  Thou shall not create or dabble in new invention.

5.  Thou shall not marry another unless granted permission by the Holy Union.

6.  Thou shall give The Burning Ones tribute on the first of every spring.

7.  Thou shall worship God and only God.  

The rules were simple.  Still, people found it in themselves to be naturally disobedient.  But they didn’t last long.

"That’s it!”  An angry older man huffed, “I’m going!”

“Mister Coleman you can do that-”

“Enough!” Coleman snapped, “I’m a professor, and I say that this had got to be a prank.  You all can stay if you want, but I’m getting out of here.”

Professor Lawrence Coleman then walked up to the wall and started to climb.

Then...

THWOOP!

A loud scream ripped from you and a the others as a shining gold arrow ripped through Coleman’s trachea.  His body began to glow and then...ash.

Looking up, you saw the thing that had ended him.

A Seraphim floated above with emotionless air, his wings flapping as he spoke with authority.

“The commandments are clear and true,” the being spoke, “You are now servants of the Lord himself.  Disobey his word?  You die just as this wretch did.”

Even after Coleman’s deaths, people still tried to escape.

After about fifteen of them tried and failed, people started rebelling in other ways.

Some ate sugar, meat and spices, others tried to craft weapons to kill The Burning Ones...

Many died.

Soon, only thirty of you remained.

March 20th

Year 11

You sighed softly as you collected water from the well before carrying it through the courtyard.

This was your life now.  

Slowly, people settled into their new lives in Paradise.  Some became bakers, other farmers.  You?  You were ordained to be a nun in the convent.

Rape was illegal so you did not have to worry about covering your woolly hair, and the only people you saw on the regular were the other nuns and the children.

Your role was to teach them the word of God, and you knew what would happen to you if you did not play your role.

“Boker Tov Miss (Y/N),” little Alice greeted with a toothless grin as you came into the dining room.

“Boker Tov Alice,” you replied, placing the water on the table, “Ready for breakfast?”

“Mhmm,” she replied.

“Glad you could finally make it,” Miss Winifred - the oldest, said as placed hot bread and fresh milk onto the table, “We were starving.  Come along ladies, let us get alone with prayer.”

It was the rule that everyone in Paradise had to say eight prayers a day:  one in the morning, two before and after breakfast, lunch and dinner respectively and one at night.

This was the second prayer.

Later that morning, you sighed softly as you plucked fresh raspberries off their trellises and placed them in a basket.

Thank the Lord the rains had been frequent, lest your tribute would have been rendered inadequate and you obsolete.

Today was The Day of Babel.

Every March 20th the people of Paradise were commanded to bring gifts to the Main Church to please the Seraphim who watched over and protected them.

Tribute...

Each person was assigned one Seraphim per year and the cycle rotated.

This year, you were assigned to give a gift to the Seraphim called Spencer.

“You think he’ll like it?”  Constance, your only friend, asked as she held the basket for you.  

“He shall have to,” you replied seriously before dumping two handfuls of berries in, “Or else I shall be raptured.”

The people of Paradise knew what that term meant, raptured.  

To you, it was foolish to pretend the friends you had watched be burned before your eyes were somewhere in heaven with God, but you decided to be sympathetic and go along with the delusion.

Sometimes it is better to believe a happy lie than to acknowledge the painful truth.

“Come,” you said, “We mustn't be late.”

After about a thirty minute walk, you made it to the square.  Everyone else was walking to the church silently.

It was always easy for you to pick out the newer people, the younger ones who were not used to wrathful Gods and fiery angels.  

The most scared-looking ones were always the children.

Soon, everyone was inside.

On the main stage stood several golden plates.  Each plates stood for one Seraphim that was to come.  

One by one, an angel appeared - their wings shining and their eyes glowing.

Then, your moment of truth arrived.

A blinding ray of light shined down on the last plate.

When it disappeared, there he was.

“Praised be to the Burning Ones,” you greeted with a bow, the other behind you following suit, “We humbly receive thine greatness.”

The Seraphim stepped off the golden plate and stood in front of you.

“Thank you.  Now, let us see what have brought me.”

Steadying your hand, you held out the small basket of raspberries.

Spencer gave a pleased smile, “Berries, my favorite.  Thank you.”

Everyone followed behind you, presenting their gifts.

With interest, you took notice of how Spencer accepted each gift with grace and kindness, giving a thank you to each person.

Then, it was little Alice’s turn.

“Hello,” Spencer greeted, getting down on one knee and looking her in the eyes.

Alice did as you both had rehearsed.

“Praised be unto you,” Alice replied with a little bow.

“And unto you, little one.  What have you brought for me?”

“W-well, it’s not perfect but I...I drew you a picture.”

With two little hands, she handed it to him.

You held your breath.

If he didn’t like it...

“This is the best gift I have ever received,” Spencer said, “Thank you Alice.”

You breathed out a small sigh of relief.  You would all make it another year.

That night, you couldn’t sleep and decided to step out to get some fresh air to help you relax.

The wind blew slightly through your fro as you clenched your robe tighter around you to keep warm.

The streets were desolate, silent.  The only light out besides the lanterns on the doors was the moon.

This wasn’t the only night you had left the convent.

After more than ten years in Paradise, you...were getting sick of Paradise.

It was always the same routine: get up, pray, eat, pray some more...

What was the meaning of life now?

To obey, you huffed to yourself, It’s always to obey.

Soon, you made it to to the forest and as routine dictated, to the small clearing half a mile out.

You were so tired of it all - the praying, the obeying...

Still, what could you do about it?  Nothing.

“Meaningless,” you muttered to yourself.

“Nature is never meaningless.”

You whipped around at the voice.  

“Relax,” the familiar figure soothed, gliding out of the darkness, “It is only I.”

“Spencer,” you greeted, bowing, “What a lovely surprise.”

“Do not lie, (Y/N),” Spencer replied, his wings gently flapping as he floated, “I know you do not welcome my presence.  No one here does.  Not truly.”

“Then why are you here?”

The angel landed and shrugged.

“You interest me,” he replied, “Even if you hold everyone together, yet you yourself are falling apart.”

“I am not falling apart,” you growled, “I will never break.”

Spencer smirked, “Wrath is a deadly sin.”

“So is arrogance and yet that did not stop you.”

Spencer laughed, “You are something (Y/N), something indeed.  On the outside, there is this smooth cocoa brown shell of humility and penitence.  But on the inside, there is a blazing fire waiting to burn.”

“Then it is probably best to ignite me-”

Your retort was stopped short when Spencer pulled you to him, smashing your lips towards his in an illicit kiss.

Once you snapped out the trance his lips had put you under, you did the only thing a self-respecting woman would do.

SLAP!

Spencer held his cheek, his eyes wide with pleasant shock as you stood there fuming.

“You...you slapped me.”

“Yes, I did.  Were you expecting a different reaction?”

“From you?  No.  But I could rapture you for that.”

“You won’t.”

“You are right.  I won’t.  You are different from the other humans.  You are real.”

“You consider me real for slapping you?”

“I consider you real for standing up for yourself.  You are fierce, strong, and you stand firm in what you wish to achieve.  I like that.”

You stood there puzzled.

“Listen,” he spoke, “I agree with you.  This life is meaningless.  Paradise is lost.  The honey is hardened and the milk is sour.  This...holy project is a farce.”

“And what makes you think I dislike Paradise?”

“Your body language.  You walk around with your arms crossed and your eyes blazing.  You want to be free.”

“So what if if I did?”

“I want to be free with you.  A bunch of us do.”

“Us?”

“Seraphim, some close friends of mine.  We used to live for guiding humans to Christ, not burning them for straying form the path we set.  Sure you humans failed many times but there was always brave souls like you who got it right.  Paradise is dead.”

“Well...what do you propose we do about it?”

“Escape.”

“Escape?  That’s your brilliant plan, oh great Seraphim?  Even you must know that there is no escape from Paradise.”

“Then we shall make one.”

“And say your colleagues catch you, what then?  I will be raptured and you will be sent to Hell.”

“God only watches this place periodically.  I have a contact who guards his throne.  She tells me so.  If we time everything right, we can leave for good.”

You sighed.

You weren’t really going to-

“I’m in,” you answered. 

God no.

“Excellent.”

You seriously were partnering with your designated angel to break God’s rules.

Great.

December 24th

Year 11

“And you are sure this sword is gonna get us out?”  You asked.

“You have been asking that for months,” Spencer replied, wrapping his lithe arms around your waist and kissing the back of your head, “Yes I’m sure.”

“Sorry,” you mocked, “Just checking.”

“Don’t worry,” Spencer soothed, speaking into your hair, “We shall all be free soon.”

This intimacy between the two of you had become commonplace ever since October.  Apparently devising a plan to be free from God’s tyranny is a good foundation for a relationship.

“I will defy God for freedom, but I would die for you,” Spencer had said once.

Just like the other angels, Spencer had an arrogant and prideful side to him.  But he was also kind, clever and - to your surprise, very intelligent.

A Seraphim and human in love?  Go figure.

“Where will we go?”

“Anywhere,” Spencer replied, “The plagues are gone so we can head towards Europe. Or we can go to America.  I will carry you all the way there if need be.”

“Will it be worth it?  Is there anything out there for us?”

Spencer shrugged, “Who knows?  But at least it will be up to us to discover.  I am done being God’s puppet.  From now on, we shall have the freedom to live as we please.”

That was the goal.  Freedom.

December 24th

11:50 PM

You waited anxiously in the daisy fields. 

Constance, Alice and Miss Winifred had each split up and talked to the others, to see if they wanted to leave.

You had wanted to ask them sooner, but Spencer assured you it was too dangerous and that another Seraphim would surely catch you.

Everything had to be perfectly timed.

“Psst.”

You looked over to see Constance, Alice and Miss Winifred.

“You made it.”

“Yes,” Constance said, “We did.”

“And the others?”

Miss Winifred shook her head disappointingly, “They were too afraid.”

You sighed.

Can’t save everybody.

Quickly, you shook it off.

“It’s fine,” you replied, “Let’s go.”

Swiftly, you led your three companions to a hard spot in the dirt and cleaned the spot off as quickly as possible.

“What is that?”

“A seal,” you replied, “It’s the only other way out of this place.  The Seraphim use it to enter and leave Paradise.”

Gently, you took the blade of the sword and stuck it into the seal’s one small hole.  Magically, the sword’s handle glowed and the seal opened, revealing a dark tunnel.

“Let’s go,” you said.

Soon, you were in the tunnel. 

“I thought you said he was coming too,” Constance said petulantly.

“I am.”

The four of you squeal when a lantern flickered on in the darkness, revealing Spencer’s face.

“You have got to stop doing that,” you mumbled as Spencer kissed your cheek.

“Sorry Ahuvati,” He replied.

“Wait you two are...together?” 

Spencer nodded, “Since October.”

“Have you fucked yet?”  Miss Winifred asked.

“Jesus Wini,” You huffed, “Alice is right here, and no - we have not.”

“There shall be plenty of time to discuss our relationship later,” Spencer said, taking his sword from you, “Right now we’ve gotta move.” 

Unsure of what was outside, you followed him.

Who knows?  Maybe there was nothing out there.  Maybe there was an opportunity to start over.

Either way, the choice would be yours and no one else’s.

Goodbye Paradise.

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[ironstank]

TRYING TO TRANSMIT, CAN YOU HEAR ME? GROUND CONTROL TO MAJOR TOM.

PAIRING(S): Bucky x Reader | SOULMATE AU

WARNING(S): I actually don't remember whether or not there are curse words, sorry not sorry

WORD COUNT: 1451

Tagging: @baezen @oheleven @claritycas @obiwanker

AUTHOR’S NOTE: all i’m gonna say is 40′s bucky makes an appearance . . . and i love me my 40′s bucky.

PART TWO: BUT I STILL GOT JAZZ, WHEN I’VE GOT THOSE BLUES. PUT THE RADIO ON, HOLD YOU TIGHT IN MY MIND.

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MARCH 10, 1917

James Buchanan Barnes was born to Winifred and George Barnes.

George swiped his thumb across the collar bones of his newborn. As the blood began to clear, Winifred and George looked upon one another as they stared at their boy’s countdown.

0 : 0 : 0 : 0 : 0 : 0 : 0

Their son was made for no one.

—

SEPTEMBER 03, 1925

Eight-year-old James Barnes sighed at a scrawny blond boy on the dirt of the school’s playground. The brunette boy offered his hand. The seven-year-old boy muttered his gratitude as he dusted himself off.

“I’m James. But Ma and my sisters call me Bucky.”

“Steve.” Bucky’s eyes drop to the boy’s wrist.

17 : 8 : 3 : 0 : 17 : 32 : 16

—

FEBRUARY 19, 1933

Bucky’s eyes scanned the dusty old house which sheltered five cots. Four for his sisters and one for his mother. He held his sister tight as he shielded her from all the rain and thunder. “I heard a girl’s daddy should always be her first love. How can I have a first love who I can’t even see anymore.”

Bucky sighed at the makeshift bed made of old blankets across his own. His father’s bed. He brought his sister closer and rested his head above hers. “Oh, darling, I’ll be your first love.”

Little Rebecca manoeuvred her head from under his chin to look at his pretty blue eyes. “How do you love if you don’t have a soulmate?”

Bucky sighed again and pulled his sister closer. “With all my heart and then some.”

—

JULY 16, 1934 

Bucky smirked at the pretty young girls on the other side of the courtyard. They all cheered for him.  The day Bucky stopped playing Cops and Robbers was the same day he decided to try a new give-no-fucks attitude towards women — or, more precisely, the idea of soulmates.

Bucky was raised in a house of four sisters and a wonderful mother. The day he stopped respecting women would be the day he stopped breathing. Sure, dames were beautiful, sweet and sugary — but Bucky Barnes was a young lad made for none, and none were made for him.

Who said so?

The buttload of zeros on his collarbones said so.

—

AUGUST 06, 1936

Bucky sat with Steve on the porch of his house. Buck had a toothpick hanging out the side of his mouth as Steve fiddled with one of his sister’s toys. Bucky had his eyes set on a pretty girl. “What do you think of Dolly?”

Steve raised his head, tearing his eyes away from the complex children’s toy. His brow raised as he looked between the girl in the sweet, summer dress, and his pal in the dirty white shirt, dark green trousers, worker boots, and a peaked hat. “I don’t,” Steve mumbled. “Heard her an’ Joseph are soulmates. Found out a week ago or somethin’.”

Bucky clicked his tongue and cursed under his breath. It had been known for those without soulmates to settle with people who were quite the the same. Besides, not all soulmates died together. Complications and all that yada yada. Last time Bucky checked, nobody had ever seen Dolly’s countdown. “Doss is as crazy as his old man. A damn tragedy a dame like her gets caught up with a damn fool bastard — “

Steve rolled his eyes. “Careful, Buck. You don’t watch your mouth and you’ll best end up with Bonnie — or Darlene.” Bucky snorted at the thought of the twin sisters across the road. Steve only reverted his attention back to Rebecca’s knickknack. He rolled his eyes to himself as he heard his best mate mutter something along the lines of ratty old witches.

—

JUNE 15, 1942

Bucky sighed at the crowded train station. His ma and sisters trailed behind him in a small, chaotic crowd. Bucky began to push and shove his way through the crowd of civilians and soldiers wearing identical uniforms to his. As cops attempted to settle the rowdy crowd of wailing and crying civilians saying goodbye to their soldier, Steve stood beside his mother with a sigh. 

One by one, Bucky hugged his sisters all standing in a line. He stopped by Rebecca, his youngest sister, who now carried a pregnant belly. He knelt down, gave his little sister’s belly a kiss, then stood in front of her soulmate. Four out of four sisters had found their love. It was only John who came along to say goodbye. The others were pulling their weight at the factory or were already drafted. John nodded at his soulmate’s brother. “I’ll take care of all of them.”

Bucky nodded, a soft look on his face. He turned to Steve. Gave him a hug. Then the soldier gave his ma a hug and a kiss on the cheek. “We love you, Buck,” his mother cried. “You stay safe now, you hear me, boy?”

As Bucky settled into one of the seats by the train window, he glanced at all the lovers with a clock just like his. The only differences were the soulmates in each other’s arms. The sergeant pinched his nose as he squeezed his eyes shut. “Pull yourself together.”

—

SEPTEMBER 23, 1942

Sergeant Dum Dum Dugan pinched the corners of his orange, fluffy moustache, curling it upwards as he stared at Sergeant James Barnes with squinted eyes. “How about you, Sarge? No special lady?”

Bucky snorted. He tossed Pinky Pinkerton his old lady’s picture. “That’ll be the day, gentlemen.” 

A chorus of exclamations were released by the men in his cabin. Half of the men in the cabin still slept, so, the wild soldiers began to die down in volume. Falsworth let out a low whistle, “You have been cursed with a blessing, my friend.”

Bucky rolled his eyes at his British army brother. He turned and grabbed his pillow. Bucky raised his arms and slammed it down on a sleeping soldier. “Rise an' shine, rats. Get off your asses! Drill sergeants up an’ coming.”

—

MONTH OF BIRTH + DAY OF BIRTH, 1997

The Winter Soldier hadn’t been activated since 1991. Little did anyone know, the soldier couldn’t cry out, but he felt the pain. It was unlike anything he had ever felt. The assassin couldn’t remember his own war stories, but he just knew this pain was different. 

It stung. It burned. It ticked. It felt like Heaven. It felt like Hell. His eyes were slammed shut, and his body was frozen. Literally. The soldier calmed his mind and began to attempt to locate the source of the pain. Just below the collarbones.

18 : 9 : 2 : 3 : 8 : 52 : 59

Someone was made for James Barnes.

—

SEPTEMBER 30, 2016

It wasn’t until the day Steve Rogers accidentally walked in on Bucky drowning in his own sweat, training alone and in the dark at twelve in the morning, did the two soldiers finally have a heart to heart. “Nobody blames you, Buck.”

“They will.”

“Who?”

Bucky sighed and pulled the collars of his shirt down. “Whoever this is.”

—

OCTOBER 01, 2016

Steve walked into the laboratory of the Avengers Tower. He placed a tablet onto one of the steel tables. Tony and Bruce barely spared them a glance. Tony threw a handful of nuts into his mouth. Without glancing at the man out of time,  Tony hummed. “How can we help you today, Tinkerbell?”

Steve sighed. “I need your help.”

Tony’s brows shot to his hairline. “What? Gramps run out of old fashioned tricks up his sleeve?”

“I need to find Bucky’s soulmate.”

—

NOVEMBER 04, 2017

Bucky’s fists bounced off the punching bag repeatedly. 

Steve walked behind the bag and held it securely in his arms in attempt to help his friend. “Buck.” 

The soldier only punched harder.

“Bucky, I found your soulmate.” Then the punching stopped.

—

DECEMBER 31, 2017

You were in a red dress and champagne. Literally. Some jackass decided to slam into you causing you to spill your drink just seconds before the ball drop. You groaned inwardly at the thought of your awkwardness. It wasn’t until a metal arm was extended to your direction with a pile of folded napkins. The arm was only ignored as your ankles began to sting and burn. You dropped to the floor and clutched your burning ankle. It wasn’t until you saw your clock officially run out as the clock on your ankle turned into zero’s. Your mouth was gaping open. “Oh, my God.”

Bucky‘s head dropped in relief. He sighed in contempt. As his head raised, a soft smile appeared. 

5 . . . 4 . . . 3 . . . 2 . . . 1

“You have no idea how long it’s been for me, doll.”

[mousedetective]

Au nsfw prompt? Molly is a singer Sherlock is her manager, they are arguing about how Molly wants to finish her tour but Sherlock wants to cancel her show that night as her throat is not doing well.

Almost four years later, I finally answer this! ::sheepish look:: This prompt was claimed by @come2myrescue, and it’s tweaked slightly to be multiple parts. Hope you don’t mind? And yes, part 1 is NSFW out the gate so part of the chapter is under a cut.

Been Around A Few Times, All That’s Missing Is You (1/?) -Molly Hooper is a rising star in the musical crowd, having gotten Grammy nominations for music on her debut album. But Molly is keeping what could be a career-ending secret...and perhaps relationship ending as well.

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“A fucking Grammy!”

Molly Hooper was startled slightly as her sound technician burst into her dressing room. She wasn’t undressed, wearing a silk dressing gown that she wouldn’t admit she’d filched from her manager, but you could tell it was originally a man’s dressing gown and had been hemmed to fit her more petite and much shorter frame. Where he was, she didn’t know, but she composed herself quickly and smiled at John Watson before picking up the tea with honey and lemon in it. “Yes, I heard on the telly.”

“Sherlock’s got to be thrilled. You, getting nominated for a Grammy!” Then he frowned. “Where is he, anyway?”

“Haven’t a clue,” she said before sipping her tea. Oh, the warmth and the bitterness of the lemon mellowed by the sweetness of the honey felt like heaven. She’d noticed her throat hurt more but she just chalked it up to singing for larger crowds more often since her “official” debut had taken off.

That hadn’t counted the five EPs she’d put out already and the number of singles that had been featured on websites for her all the way back when MySpace was a thing.

No, it had been being asked to sing a duet with Adele that had propelled her into the stratosphere. The other woman literally couldn’t sing her praises high enough, and it was just the type of superstar push she needed to go from a little known English rose to a full tilt…

Well, not a diva. She would never have the voice of Adele or Beyonce, nor the mentality of some less proper women. She was in no way comparable to anyone on either side of the spectrum, thank God.

But she curled the mug tighter and smiled into her drink as John chattered on about performances Stateside and television appearances and the like. To be honest, part of her longed to go back to the cafes and coffee houses she had sung at before, but it was nice, this recognition from her peers. Perhaps this time a woman might even do well if the sexism in the industry was less rampant than it had been in years before.

“Songwriting!” Mary Watson, John’s wife and her hair/makeup/wardrobe co-ordinater cum confidant said. “You have two nominations!”

Molly’s eyes widened. Really? Two nomination and one of them wasn’t even for singing? She truly felt blessed.

“We should go out and light up the town,” John said.

“Oh, hush. You won’t stay awake past nine,” Mary teased, clapping a hand over his mouth. “Where’s Sherlock?”

“I have no idea,” Molly said again before having more tea.

“I’ll go have a look and drag my louder than loud husband along to give you some peace and quiet,” Mary said with a knowing smile, moving her hand from John’s mouth to the shoulder of his jumper and tugging. Talking animatedly amongst themselves they left, and Molly enjoyed the silence once again.

She crossed her legs and felt the silk brush over her thighs, a warm shiver running through her as she remembered the silk tie being woven around her wrists as they were tied to the headboard above her head, and then the blindfold being slipped over her eyes and Sherlock entering her slowly, rocking back and forth into her as the bed creaked under their weight. She moved a hand away from her mug to cress her suddenly aching breast, to press the silk against it, trying to remember the feel of Sherlock’s lips sucking and nibbling there.

How they had gone from manager/managee to lovers she still wasn’t entirely sure, but she wouldn’t give him up for all the fame and fortune in the world. And she knew without words being shared if this all went away tomorrow, he’d still be by her side until the end.

And she hated the niggling thought in the back of her head that perhaps she was pushing too hard, forcing herself to do too much.

The door opened again and she turned to see Sherlock there with a dozen long-stemmed red roses. She smiled and got out of the chair to take them. “They aren’t yellow,” she said, sniffing them. Oh, they smelled exquisite. She went and set them on the counter in front of the mirror, and then felt two arms slip around her and a chin rest on her shoulder.

“While our relationship is being kept quiet, there is a change from friends to more,” he said, pressing a kiss to her collarbone once he lifted her chin up. “And red roses are given to lovers.”

“So that means I get more nights like last night?” she asked.

He let his hand slip inside the robe, palming her left breast and then teasing the nipple until it hardened. She moaned softly, tilting her head back against him. “You can have all the nights like that you want,” he said.

“And afternoons? And mornings?” she asked, pressing her arse against the bulge in his trousers that was pressing into her back.

“So long as you’re quiet, you can have me now, as I’ve already locked the door.” He moved his hand down to the belt around her waist and undid it with nimble fingers, watching the dressing gown open and flashed of breasts and stomach and short, curly brown hair trimmed neatly were shown in the mirror. He slid his fingers lower, tangling them in the hairs and beginning to tease her clit. “Sing for me, Molly,” he said, teasing her with his long fingers as they watched their reflections in the mirror.

She hummed low in her throat as he brought her closer to a lovely orgasm, just as he always did. It was obvious he could play her just as well as he played the violin he kept with him in the van they traveled in, and when the hum was close to a moan he turned her head and captured the sound with his mouth, pressing his lips to hers. There was more to come, she knew that, but this...this was a lovely start.

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My Soulmate Has to be an Asshole

Doyoung X Reader (Gender Neutral)

Writer: Jaime

Summary: Soulmate AU in which when one soulmate dyes their hair, it changes the color of the other soulmate’s hair.

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            To say you were upset when you woke up would be an understatement. When you went to bed the night before, you expected to get up the next morning with the same color hair as when you fell asleep, but no, apparently that was too much to ask for. Because when you walked into the bathroom to get ready for the day and looked in the mirror, you were greeted with purple hair. Purple hair! Your eye twitched just a bit as you realized your soulmate had dyed their hair yet again. The first few years of your life had been fine; you’d lived on with your natural hair color, but then someone must have changed within your soulmate because suddenly you woke up with your hair a shade of brown that you’d never had before. That was fine, though, at least it was a nice, natural color that wouldn’t get you in too much trouble with any school officials or, you know, your parents, but then sometime last year you woke up with—surprise!—orange hair. And that’s when you started resenting your soulmate. Just a bit. You’d had to go to class with orange hair, and, just your luck, was served detention for dyeing your hair such an outlandish color. Even with the explanation that it wasn’t your fault, you had to sit there in silence for an entire week. You weren’t really looking forward to explaining the new change to your boss later today or your friends, for that matter. Their soulmates didn’t dye their hair bright colors!

            So, with one last silent curse at your soulmate, you got ready and stuffed your hair into a hat before leaving your apartment to get to the class you had that morning. You spent the entire journey planning on how to avoid your friends until you could pick up a box of black hair dye from the convenience store. You figured that someone so obsessed with bright colors would be pissed at suddenly having black hair, and honestly all you wanted right now was some revenge. You’d heard stories of some people dyeing their hair rainbow in retaliation, but you assumed your soulmate would actually appreciate that. So, no, they would be waking up to a head of natural—and boring in their opinion probably—black hair. And when you finally met them, they better square up because you were not going to be happy. Not after all they put you. You were still a bit bitter about the whole detention situation. That had been the one disciplinary action on your entire record! You wouldn’t let that stand, even if you met your soulmate twenty years from now. You were known to hold a grudge, and a grudge you would hold.

            “Hey, nice hat,” one of the kids in your class complimented as you sat down beside them. “Is it new?”

            “No, I just haven’t had an excuse to wear it until now,” you answered lowly. “Woke up today with a surprise from my soulmate.”

            “Ah,” he replied in understanding, “I see. How bad is it?”

            “It’s pretty bad.” You leaned in so you could continue talking as the professor entered the room. “It’s purple.”

            He winced empathetically when he heard exactly what color you had been blessed with that morning. “Could be worse, though,” he offered with a shrug. “My friend once dyed his hair bright red. I feel sorry for his soulmate.”

            “Yikes.”

            “Tell me about it. And another friend dyes his hair practically every two months.”

            “What a terrible person.”

            “I know, right? I don’t know what possesses him to do it, honestly. I get the feeling his soulmate will actually murder him when they finally meet.”

            “I know I would.”

            He let out a laugh before focusing on the professor who had begun to speak. You, too, turned your attention to the lesson and took notes as diligently as you could while still fuming from the events of the morning. Honestly you hoped you met your soulmate soon so you could yell at them because who even had purple hair? You’d had a hard time finding a job with the whole orange hair thing, and you didn’t want to think of what your boss would think about you suddenly having purple hair, even if it wasn’t your fault. One could only be so understanding before the rules and regulations forced their hand. You were pretty sure the restaurant you worked for had pretty strict rules about hair color, which was ridiculous considering the whole soulmate thing. Like where did they get off? Not everyone had normal soulmates! Some people were unfortunately stuck with soulmates who liked dyeing their hair strange colors! You let out a groan as your class ended, meaning you would have to face the music with your employer.

            “Work?” your classmate guessed with a sympathetic smile.

            “Yep. And they aren’t so tolerant with bright hair colors.”

            “Good luck, bro.”

            “Thanks. I’ll see you around.”

            You waved goodbye to each other before going your separate ways, him probably off to his dorm and you off to work. You mentally prepared yourself for the tongue lashing you were going to receive when you took off the hat and passed by your boss. You wondered if it was too late to get that job at Taco Bell… you hated the smell of it in there, but you’d be willing for the money. After you got fired here, you were going to be desperate for one just to get food on the table. Your roommate had a habit of eating literally everything in sight, and he enjoyed eating his way through your paycheck. You slowly changed into your uniform, loitering by your employee locker to stall until your shift started so you wouldn’t have to take your hat off just yet. You glared enviously at all your co-workers with normal hair. Why couldn’t you be so lucky?

            “Y/N,” your boss called almost immediately after you ducked out of the employee changing room, “could you come here for a moment? What happened with your hair?”

            “Uh, y’know, I really wish I knew, but unfortunately it was like this when I woke up.”

            You nervously tugged at the silvery-purple locks, desperately trying to avoid eye contact with the woman who signed your paycheck every two weeks. She eyed your hair in disappointment, but ultimately there was nothing she could do. It wasn’t really your fault if your soulmate dyed their hair. Unfortunately it was something everyone had to deal with, so she just gave you a look and sent you on your way. You didn’t need to be told twice. Free from any scolding, you quickly scampered to your post at the hostess stand and smiled brightly at all the customers who came in looking for a nice meal. Oh man, when you got your hands on your soulmate…

            “Jeffrey!”

            A crash and loud curse could be heard as your roommate scrambled to his feet to flee from your wrath. He knew that snappy tone, and he knew to stay far away from you when you spoke in it. Unfortunately for him, you were determined and on the war path. You wrapped your arms around his waist and tugged him down with you as you plopped down on the couch. He looked up at you with wide eyes, offering you an innocent smile when he saw just how angry you were; he hoped he wasn’t the cause of your anger because that usually didn’t turn out too great for him.

            “So, uh, rough day at work?”

            You wordlessly yanked off your hat, displaying your newly colored tresses to him, and he threw back his head to laugh at your misery.

            “Oh my god, that’s so great!”

            “Jaehyun, this is not funny,” you whined as you smacked his arm. “You don’t have to deal with stuff like this!”

            He continued to laugh but maneuvered you so you were tucked into his side comfortably; usually you wouldn’t get too mad at him if he was cuddling you. You two would often act touchy with each other, probably more than most roommates should, but when you were stressed college students, you would take all the comfort you could get, and until you guys met your soulmates, that comfort would just come from each other. He rubbed your arm in an attempt to sooth you as his laughter finally died down.

            “I’m sorry, dude, I just couldn’t help it,” he apologized with a small snicker. “It’s funny how your soulmate is never content with a natural hair color like me.”

            “Dyeing your hair blonde isn’t much better, Jeffrey,” you grumbled while curling into him some more. “Pretty sure your soulmate was still upset with you for that.”

            “Probably. But at least their hair wasn’t purple when they woke up.”

            “I’ll kill them. I really will.”

            “Right, okay, sweetheart.”

            “I will!” You pouted up at him and poked his side. “You’re going to help, right?”

            “Oh, you know me. I’m a lover, not a fighter.”

            “You literally almost punched an old woman for taking the last box of pizza rolls at the grocery store last week.”

            “I am a growing boy! I need them more than her!”

            “Note to self: make sure my soulmate has the last box of pizza rolls when you two meet.”

            “Oh, hell, if they do, bitch better square up!”

            You laughed and shook your head fondly at your roommate. When you two first moved in, you weren’t sure how well it was going to work out. It was your first time living away from home, and to have your first roommate be a guy? Yeah, you were terrified. But you two bonded over a severe love of food and drama, and now you were practically inseparable. It really helped when it came time for post Valentine’s Day sales on chocolate. You guys loaded up with as much candy you could carry and stashed them all over the apartment to get you guys through until the post Halloween sales. It really was like a match made in heaven. If you hadn’t woken up with your orange hair after Jaehyun had dyed his blonde, you would have been sure you were soulmates. But, alas, fate had not deemed you two to spend eternity together. So you were left plotting your soulmate’s murder with Jaehyun.

            “What if they’re cute?” he asked later that night as you two started to drift off. “Could you really kill such a fine piece of ass?”

            “I don’t care if they’re Beyoncé,” you replied with a snort. “They’re going to pay for what they’ve done.”

            “…Could you really kill Beyoncé?” he whispered in horror as if you’d just said you had murdered a puppy.

            “…Okay, so maybe I’ll let it slide if they’re Beyoncé.” There was no way in hell you could ever even raise your voice at Beyoncé, let alone kill her. “Anyone else, though, and they’re catching these hands.”

            “Let me just say that Jay-Z is so lucky to have Beyoncé in his life,” Jaehyun said drowsily as he tugged you tighter to his chest. “That man… he gets to wake up every morning to the presence of an actual goddess.”

            You yawned right in his face and blinked back the few tears that had formed from the sheer intensity of the action. “I get to wake up to the presence of an actual pig.”

            He laughed sleepily and blew a raspberry into the inside of your elbow. “A cute pig, though.”

            “Eh, I guess.”

            You smiled at your best friend and fell asleep happy, finally getting over the anger you felt when looking in the mirror that morning. If there was one thing Jaehyun was good for, it was making you feel better when you were in a shitty mood. It was like a superpower really, but you wouldn’t ever tell him because it wasn’t fair that he had another one besides inhaling food at the speed of light. It was probably better for everyone if you just kept this one to yourself. His soulmate was going to be very lucky when they finally met Jaehyun; the kid could cook a mean meal, eat his own weight in junk food, and could honestly achieve world peace with his smile. All you got was some dick who thought purple hair was cool.

            “What about him?”

            “Jeffrey, his hair is blonde.”

            You and Jaehyun were eating ice cream in the park one fine day, people watching and having a blast pointing out people who could possibly be their friend’s soulmate. So far, Jaehyun had a solid five people, and you had a solid none. Apparently no one shared your fun hair color; who would’ve thought?

            “How can you tell?” he asked as he took a spoonful of your treat. “He’s wearing that ridiculous fedora.”

            “Look at his sideburns.”

            “Ew, look at them.” He gagged dramatically before patting your leg. “I’m pretty sure I just threw up a bit in my mouth.”

            “Congrats. You’re disgusting.”

            “Listen, I paid for your ice cream. I could very well ruin your whole life right now if I wanted to.” He mimicked smacking the cone from her hand. “One little flick of my wrist and BOOM! Entire life shatters to pieces onto the pavement right before your eyes.”

            “…I’ve been living with a sociopath this entire time without knowing,” you told him as you tried to shield your ice cream from the monster beside you. “Oh my god, I’ve been cuddling with a sociopath this entire time! I gave you my food,” you finished in a horrified whisper.

            “Yeah you better watch your back.”

            He wrapped an arm around you as you both went back to eating your ice cream, all threats forgotten as they enjoyed the nice weather. It had been raining the past few weeks, and you two had finally left the nest you’d made for yourselves to chase the sunshine. It was the first day either of you had been outside without being completely covered in what seemed like at least a month. You admired how his hair seemed almost golden in the light from the sun, and he twirled his fingers through your purple hair, which you’d both actually grown fond of.

            “Oh, hey, there’s Mark,” you pointed out lazily.

            You watched the younger boy talk excitedly to his friend as the pair drew closer to where you were lounging on the bench. Both Mark and his friend wore snapbacks, a change from Mark’s usual choice of beanies. Guess the coming of spring meant he needed to mix it up from his winter wardrobe. You and Jaehyun lifted your hands to wave to the boy who eagerly waved back and changed his path so he could make his way over to where you two were soaking up the sun.

            “Hey, Mark,” Jaehyun greeted. “You guys taking advantage of the break in rain?”

            “Doyoung and I were actually heading to meet up with Johnny and Winwin to get some coffee. Do you guys want to join?”

            “Oh, ew, gross,” you said in mock disgust. “Spending time with that giant? I mean, I love Winwin, but having to be around Johnny?” You exchanged a look with Jaehyun and laughed. “Count us in.”

            The two of you stood from the bench and threw away the napkins soaked with melted ice cream before joining Mark and his friend. You looked at the tall boy curiously and nudged Mark with your elbow.

            “Are you going to introduce us to your friend or…?”

            “Oh, right! Guys, this is Doyoung. He just moved in with Taeil. Doyoung, this is Jaehyun and Y/N. They’re roommates.”

            You shook his hand and smiled. “It’s nice to meet you, Doyoung. Tell me, has Ten tried to bring you a cake yet? If not, look out for that. Johnny told me he never washes his hands before baking.” You blinked when you noticed he was staring at your hair, probably not even listening to what you were saying. “Oh, yeah, sorry about this. I woke up last month with purple hair. It really isn’t as bad as when my soulmate decided to dye his hair orange.”

            “Have you met them?” he blurted out as he was finally shaken from whatever trance he’d been in before. “Have you met your soulmate yet?”

            “Ha, nope!” Jaehyun answered for you. “They’re still plotting how to get back at them for all this.”

            “You don’t like it?”

            “I got detention for the whole orange hair thing,” you told him with a frown. “That was the only thing I’d ever gotten in trouble for.”

            He laughed nervously and gave Mark a wide-eyed look. The other boy just grinned and shrugged. “It’s all you, man,” he said to Doyoung with a grin.

            “What? Am I missing something here?”

            Doyoung slowly reached up to take off his hat, revealing his hair to be the exact color as yours. You kind of just stood there, staring at him slack jawed. This was your soulmate? The cute, lanky dude Mark just happened to be friends with? Oh, hell, now you couldn’t kill him! You sighed and extended your arm to lightly punch Doyoung’s.

            “Why do you have to be cute?” you whined. “Now I can’t be angry with you for my hair!”

            “You think I’m cute?”

            “That does not make it any less annoying that you dyed our hair such strange colors, sir. You have a lot of explaining to do.”

            “Okay, but you think I’m cute?”

            “My hair is purple!”

            “Hey, it looks cute on you! And you obviously think it looks cute on me!”

            “That isn’t the point! Square up, Doyoung, because I am not living the rest of my life with these outlandish colors you have a thing for!”

            “Whoa, wait, can’t we compromise!”

            “A week of detention!”

            “Alright, okay, I can respect tha—ow!”

          The two of you were laughing as you chased Doyoung, your soulmate, around the park, pretending to still be angry for the whole orange and purple hair thing. To be honest, you didn’t have any room to feel anger, not with how happy you were to have actually found the person you were going to spend the rest of your life with. Hell, you’d let him dye his hair green if it meant you could spend eternity looking at that bunny smile of his. You’d spent the last few years cursing your unknown soulmate, but now that you’d found him, you’d spend the next many loving him, crazy hair and all.