#excited to come back to it next season with an actually set up blog and more knowledge 🙂‍↕️

[02eky]

Here’s the full stack of the cards that were handed out tonight to those in attendance!

[sweetreasures]

dessert before dinner

non-idol!yunho x gn reader

smut, birthday sex, mostly just foreplay involving food, slight sensory deprevation, dom yunho, semi-humorous sexual atmosphere, masturbation, biting (no blood), deep throating

[minors dni, ageless blogs will be blocked]

happy birthday, yuyu ❤️

masterlist

when yunho mentioned craving a slice of cake for his birthday, you’d be lying if you said you didn’t anticipate the evening ending up this way:

you, donning nothing but your favorite pair of pink sheer lace panties, blindfolded and laid out on the kitchen table.

“remind me again why i do these things?” you inquire, lifting at the sides of your blindfold to take another peek at him. yunho’s back was turned as he fiddled around with some utensils in a drawer.

yunho giggles, “because you love me! now where is that…funky looking…the one you use to spread frosting.”

“a spatula?”

“sure!”

you groan, lifting up the blindfold completely before sitting up on your elbows to face your boyfriend. “please don’t use my work shit for sex.”

“i’ll buy you a new one, i promise.”

a brief pause. “in the rack nearest the fridge.”

you could practically see his tail wag as he skipped over to the fridge, collecting both the spatula and a brand new container of buttercream vanilla frosting off the counter.

of course, you had spent the entire morning slaving over an actual cake for yunho’s birthday—decorated in beautiful spring colors to celebrate both the arrival of the season and your lover into the world. but when you arrived home from work, yunho immediately sprung up from the couch to greet you with his own ideas.

“down, boy! heel!” you exclaimed, playfully swatting at the man who had taken you into arms and attacked your neck with little kisses. “how about after dessert? i’m peckish.”

wordlessly, he broke away, a faint trail of saliva following his reddened lips as he stepped back to look you in the eye.

neither of you considered yourselves particularly vanilla as a couple—sure, the two of you weren’t fucking in the dressing room, but that doesn’t mean the conversation never came up. which is why you weren’t exactly surprised to hear when he vocalized his request to test out something he had been wanting to try: food.

“you look so fucking amazing right now.” yunho mumbles, setting his supplies down on the table. he gets excited just thinking about your body. the pliant tissue of your thighs dip into the imprints of where his fingers grip onto you. yunho takes a deep breath, scared that he might release in his pants before the frosting lid even comes off.

an occasional draft of cool air blows into the kitchen and softly grazes at your erect nipples. you shiver under the darkness of the blindfold, relying on little more than the sounds of his actions and the sensation of his touch to predict his next move. you feel vulnerable. and so aroused.

he removes his hands and a soft whine involuntarily escapes from your throat.

pop

click

yunho pries the lid off and lets it fall to the table. he lifts the covering from the frosting, the sickeningly sweet aroma of vanilla and sugar quickly filling the dining room. he takes two fingers and scoops out a hearty serving, slowly lowering his frosted-covered fingers to your left breast before trailing down to your stomach.

you groan at the stimulation against your sensitive nipple. the fats in the frosting provide a surprisingly effective barrier from the cold air and your pussy clenches at the temperature change.

yunho leans over the table, holding onto your waist for stability as he positions himself right over your breast—taking a second to admire both his gorgeous partner and his work. he isn’t the most patient person when it comes to his libido, wanting nothing more in this very moment than to rip your panties off and bury his face inside your heat. but he notices how frustrated you get as he hovers over you, the wet spot on your panties growing darker against the blushed hues. if the suspense was getting to him, it was surely destroying you. he enjoyed witnessing the conflict within your body as you struggled not to squirm.

he starts around the areola, tonguing a circular pattern around your nipple as he lapped up the delectable frosting, stopping frequently to suck down until the skin turned a slight red. you yelp, both hands flying up to grasp at his hair. yunho chuckled before carefully detangling your fingers from his locks, intertwining them with his own instead.

“hey. doing okay?”

you exhale shakily, “yes. i don’t know. please just fuck me, yunho.”

normally, yunho would praise you for being so open and vocal about what you wanted him to do to you. but it seems your exasperation was also a part of his little birthday show.

he continues on starting from the belly button. yunho’s tongue steadily licked up your torso, taking a moment to appreciate the unique landscape of rolls and patches of fine hair. he detours to kiss at some stretch marks, hoping to send the message that there was nobody more special in the world on this very night than you. he smiles against your skin as you whimpered in response.

“yunho-”

“you know what would make this taste even better, my love?” yunho slips a finger underneath the narrow strip of fabric covering your entrance. you were soaked, your juices dripped off of your thighs leaving a slick sheen on the surface beneath you. he presses it inside to the first knuckle, teasing at your hole and taking pleasure in the way it drove you crazy.

“please, please, please…” you repeat softly, a mantra of desperation aimed at nobody in particular. you aren’t sure what you want him to do—finger you, pound you, eat you. he pulls his finger to the right, opening up your hole wide enough to stick another finger inside. he begins to move, pumping his hand at a painstakingly slow pace. you were desperate for friction, but he wasn’t quite ready to give it to you, needing to prepare you for the next step.

you feel as he removes his fingers from your pussy, bringing them up to his mouth before eagerly shoving them past his lips. he always said you were the sweetest person in the world, and he meant it. he licks between his fingers in an attempt to collect every last drop.

yunho picks up the spatula from the table and places the flat side against your folds. he plays with the milky secretion, smearing it around the blade as he presses against your engorged clit. then, he places the spatula in the jar, stirring your slick into a silky mixture tailor made for yunho’s palette. once more he scoops some frosting onto his fingers and spreads it on your inner thighs. much rougher this time.

yunho pulls you down the table until your ass rest on the edge. you listen as the legs of a chair scrape against the faux wooden floor, stopping right in front of you. yunho takes a seat and leans forward to guide his tongue over the haphazard spread of frosting. he’s getting hornier and messier. yunho’s cock had been fighting against his zipper from the moment you agreed to become his pre-dinner treat. he contemplates removing his own clothes to ease the tension, but he also knows the one thing stopping him from jumping onto the table and stuffing you full of his cock is the durable denim of his jeans.

the frosting mixed with the sweat dripping from your thighs leaves a salty aftertaste as yunho continues to enjoy his “meal”. he bites down on your flesh, running his tongue over the teeth marks to soothe any irritation.

“so good to me. ‘m so hot right now, yunho. yunho.” somehow you make your way back into his hair, pushing down slightly as he ravishes your other thigh, stopping just short of your quivering folds. he eyes your clit and blows on it to elicit a reaction. the repetition of his name falls off your lips as you scream, back arching in agony as you ache for more stimulation.

yunho couldn’t wait any longer, diving towards your heat as he slurps up the sweet and musky slick. he pays critical attention to the clit—visibly touch starved—sucking at the bundle of overactive nerves and grazing your nub with his teeth. you mindlessly shove your pussy closer to his face, rubbing your clit on his nose while his tongue explores your spongy walls.

“cumming. yunho ‘m gonna cum. harder. fuck—wait, too hard…SHIT!” you crashed just as yunho had taken to vacuuming your delicate clit again, flicking at it furiously as you soak his chin in pleasure. you continue to shake when he rises to look at the result of his work: your completely fucked out expression and precious, flushed cheeks.

yunho has no idea when his cock ends up in his grip. he rubs comforting circles on your stomach to bring you down from orgasm, stroking his veiny girth at a similar speed. he’s seconds away from coming into his hands, highly aroused by the thought of you entrusting your body to him on his birthday. sticky, clear precum pools in his hand as he passes the tip. he squeezes his shaft tighter, feeling the substance squish through his fingers as he imagines you—any part of you—wrapped around him.

“babe?”

“hmm?” he moans, pace unbroken.

“would you…uh…like any help?”

you and your boyfriend laugh. scheduling conflicts left him heading home right as your head hit the pillow for the night. coupled with a particularly high sex drive, yunho was more than accustomed to getting himself off in the bathroom at the thought of you. even now, as you lie beneath him in physical form, glistening from sweat and displayed in full nudity like an enticing entree, just knowing that you were in his life and so caring, kind and loving was sending him straight to orgasm.

“here, have a taste.”

yunho opens the container and scoops the remaining frosting into his hand. cautiously, he takes his cock, spreading the white sugar just beneath the corona. eyes still covered, you sense his footsteps walking the table’s perimeter as he approached where your head lay. his thumb plays at your bottom lip, motioning for you to part them, and you eagerly comply. the unmistakably distinct taste of his tip—a bit metallic, he subsists solely on red meat—transitions suddenly as your tongue meets the vanilla frosting waiting further down his shaft.

you moan in delight, the vibrations playing at his glans. yunho wants so badly to thrust his hips as the warmth of your mouth enveloped his cock, but he knows he must now return the favor of your unwavering patience by remaining still as you bob your head up and down his shaft, tongue swirling as it laps up the frosting, teeth slightly grazing the underside. you release him with a loud pop before pushing yourself up the table until your head hung over the side.

you were inviting him to fuck your throat. yunho seized the opportunity without a second’s hesitation. you took him so readily, so eagerly, the walls of your throat seemingly stretched just far enough as to allow no other cock to pass but his. he liked to think he trained you up well from the person he met all those months ago, and his heart begins to swell with love as he watches you suck him clean as if it were nothing. the rubber band deep within his stomach bursts as he gives out one last thrust, emptying himself inside of you. as he carefully slides his cock out, a trail of semen follows behind as he spurts another load onto the roof of your mouth.

you take a second to clear your throat—and your head. yunho stumbles to lean against the wall behind him, his breathing laboured as if he had just completed a half marathon. removing the blindfold from your eyes, you scan the room in search of your boyfriend before spotting him crouched on the floor, ears red as ripe tomatoes.

you exaggerate licking your fingers, “no you were right…this is good…”

yunho chuckles. its the only noise he can manage in his post-nut haze. you push yourself from the table, taking a mental note of how much bleach you were going to need to properly sanitize your one shared eating space.

stomachs growl in unison.

“i have the ingredients for seaweed soup in the kitchen,” yunho offers up, embarrassed to know you were only this hungry because he couldn’t keep it in his pants.

you clap excitedly, “i’ll get it started!”

A/N: this was not meant to be this long. it started out as a bedtime drabble because i didn’t want to be awake for the concert stream, ended up with several thousand words and i still missed the stream. thank you for 100+ notes on better 🙏 i’m still relatively new to writing smut, so i appreciate feedback and suggestions on what you want to read. if you’ve made it this far, you could start by voting in this poll as to which unfinished work you would rather read first!

i’m also getting a taglist together! if you are interested, please fill out this form!

[ribbonetteart]

Tribute to one of my favorite movies of all time + the franchise that has me in a death grip 💖

a bit late for Christmas but at least Valentine's day is around the corner ^^;;

Process below if that interests you:

AS I SAID EARLIER, I had been working on this piece as early as December of 2021 😱!!!

This was the original sketch! I was inspired after learning about Blaze's own design inspiration coming from Takarazuka theater, as well as it being the Nutcracker season so this film was in bouncing around in my head.

and this was allllll the way back in 2021 ^^; I had put the idea to paper to capture the image in my head immediately. But the idea in my head was extravagant and beautiful and would certainly take time to complete, as well as the patience and skill to work with watercolor 😔 I've certainly done my share of watercolor, both physical and digital, but I still feel like my physical watercolor work is a fluke, and I was still a novice digital artist at the time of this sketch.

In short, I wasn't confident my skill could live up to the vision.

So I would put this on the back burner. It wouldn't be ready in time for Christmas, and I could use this as an opportunity to hone that digital art experience so it could be ready next year!

2 Years Later...

It's December 5th. Fuck it. Let's crack this open again, I tell myself.

SO starting with the line art, it's actually 2 different brushes layered over one another.

I also changed Sonic's expression to be more love struck-looking, because I'm a sucker for romance.

The image on the left is a watercolor line brush, while the right is a pencil brush. The reason I wanted a water color look was because I thought it would make the illustration look dreamy and fantastical, and I wanted that to extend to the line art as well. However, my usual lines on traditional usually veer more towards thick and cartoony from years of studying the Sonic art style, so I really felt like I was working against myself here. I had also asked friends for their input and they preferred the lines on the right as well. If my followers actually do read these blog posts, I'd love if you could comment which line art style you prefer drawing or looking at.

The happy medium was to just combine the 2. Here's a better look at that:

I like it! I think it combines the solid line with the rustic water color grain. Best of both worlds :]

For the actual painting, The most notable thing I can say is that getting the right pastel-y color was VERY difficult to achieve for someone like me who often loves to use bright and saturated colors in her art. I feel like I really set myself up to do one of those "evil art style" or "opposite art style" challenges I've been seeing around. I had to repaint Sonic at one paint because the blue of his fur was WAY too saturated for the style I was going for:

I started with painting Sonic and Blaze in first and then working on the background. I think that's probably the backwards way of doing it but one of the perks of digital art is you can do stuff any order you want when you have layers.

The background wasn't actually as difficult as I thought it would be. I wasn't going for any difficult perspective, and I was using a reference so that could be it. I'm usually averse to backgrounds but I really wanna tackle more of my weak points in art. I actually had way more fun than I was expecting, painting the sky and adding texture to the grass. I think I had the most fun rendering the water coming from the fountain (which you can't even see too well anyway, lol).

Funny enough, I had just about finished painting the characters and background by early January. So why am I posting this in February?

The Flowers...

In case you don't know. I love flowers. I love looking at them, I love learning about flower languages, I love drawing them. so seeing that my reference image showed flowers circling the fountain, I was excited! I was already having more fun than I expected to be having (working against my usual style, rendering a background), so how could this be a pain in the ass?

Well, I am my own worst enemy 😞I couldn't exactly identify each flower offhand from this screenshot alone. The texture of the flowers is kinda grainy, since I don't think the animators were expecting viewers to look too closely at the set piece to use as reference for my lovingly crafted crossover fanart. If anyone has this in high quality though, please tell me.

(I think I actually got this reference from a tumblr post but I can't find it on my blog for the life of me nor can I find it in the tags I'm so sorry)

I'm a huge stickler for details so I really wanted to be as "accurate" as possible in my illustration. I can hardly identify some of these flowers with confidence. I think there are roses in there? or tulips? I'm not sure if those yellow flowers are roses or some kinda petunia or if I'm way off.

I'm sure these details won't matter to most viewers but it was EATING AWAY AT ME. Eventually I decided to try drawing in flowers that might look similar to the ones in the reference. Or some based on their flower languages. I was certainly overthinking it ;;;; It led me to going "fuck it" and just throwing in whatever I wanted. There are no irises visible in that screenshot but I made it the centerpiece of the flower ring. Who give a shit.

I made some guides for me to follow: The blue ring was so I could make sure the flowers make a half circular border around Sonic and Blaze. I was envisioning how it could look as like an icon or sticker or something, which is why it's framed this way. then the second guide is the sketch of the flowers I made. I always do line art and I'm not great at just improvising with color to paper, or color to screen in this case.

The rest of this process is then just working on each flower piece by piece (with the help of the mirror tool of course) with varying degrees of detail. Some flowers are more abstract than others, and I had debated if that would look jarring and disrupted any kind of harmony I was trying to maintain with the style parameters I set for myself. And then I decided I was overthinking it once again which is why this was taking me nearly 2 months to complete.

At some point during this process, my wifi went out for a whole week! Of course, I could still work on this illustration offline, but I had a lot of tabs open with a bunch of reference images on there (plus I like to listen to music while I draw otherwise I lose focus and I had neglected to download a varied selection on my phone or laptop 😭 Learn from my mistakes).

The most tedious of this process was making each set of gladioluses a unique color.

Was it worth it? You tell me! I think they're pretty, at least.

Along the way, I repainted the grass because it wasn't symmetrical (It didn't need to be but I had been using the mirror tool for a lot at this point and it was bugging me). I made other little final adjustments, like color adjusting the leaves on the flowers, lowering the flower ring border, and so on.

Ultimately, I'm extremely satisfied with the final product. I had my heart set on doing something like this for a long time. I had so much fun just experimenting throwing on color or not worrying about technical stuff. Of course, I did do what I usually do and overthink it at some points, but I'm working on it!

I've wanted to do an extremely indulgent AU illustration and other drawings for a Sonic x The Nutcracker story for a long while. I will be totally honest, I'm still a little embarrassed to share stuff like this, even after years of posting fan art online. It feels like the more self indulgent something is, the more people might judge me for it ^^; But I wanna practice what I preach and kill the thing inside me that cringes at my harmless attempts at joy and whimsy.

I would love to do some more drawings for this AU, but maybe post them around December when it would be more seasonally appropriate. I hope you'll stick around for it!

If you read this whole thing to the end, thank you. Whether you follow my blog or not, I hope you have a lovely day :3💝

[leejenowrld]

Sophie!

It's been 84 years (give or take), but I've finally finished part eight. Everything leading up to the most spectacular wedding I've read about to date had me:

Thrilled for the characters establishing their new lives in new cities full of vibrancy and personality, but always ready to come home and come back together for such a well-planned and momentous occasion

Utterly heartbroken from the exchange of charged, yet honest confessions at the moonlit pool

Wheezing like a flat tire from the boys' banter and hypothetical poker game unfolding at the bachelor pre-party

Wholeheartedly excited for the long-awaited, well-deserved nuptials to take place

So before we shed tears of joy bc of Mark's manipulative vows that "weaponized sincerity" and enjoy the most tasteful wedding cake to ever exhibit a "'fuck-you' twist", I've got a few questions for you and YN + the rest of the wonderful wedding party:

For the author:

With such beautiful descriptions and innovative ideas woven into the room assignments to the meals served to what task each character would be helping out with, did you have to scour the internet for inspo or were these details you've always wanted to put into a story?

If you have photo references or bits of moodboards, could we please take a peek?

Has all this writing for Irene and Doyoung's wedding inspired you to include more wedding/wedding-adjacent events in your future works?

Do you have a cherished memory of a wedding you've attended you'd like to share? Or do you have a favorite wedding from a book, movie, series, etc?

If you could start a wedding tradition irl, what would it be?

For the wedding party (can be answered individually and/or as a group):

What's the best part of having a family reunion doubling as a wedding take place in such a grand villa nestled into the serene gardens of Japan?

What did everyone gift the soon-to-be newlyweds?

What are you bringing home aside from a fuller, happier heart from celebrating with your family? And ofc, are the arbiters of taste impressed with your souvenir choices?

Is there anything you've learned that you'll keep in mind for the next time you travel, or the next time there's a wedding (ex: double checking to make sure the flash drive was in your bag before your flight took off, actually following through with your threat on the band, packing a pair of shoes that both leaves all Fashion Weeks crying sequins in envy and also allows you to dance the night away every night you've been here, etc)?

YN, do you think you're still up to plan another wedding for anyone in the family if they asked? Especially another destination wedding?

Irene and Doyoung, what are you looking forward to most as a married couple?

Mark and Areum, did you get to explore any cool places in Japan or try any interesting activities since you arrived early?

Chenle and Ningning, being the fabulous arbiters of taste that you are, what do you think will be the next biggest trend to show up in weddings? Could a new color combo be showing up in bouquets and napkins next season? Is there a front cover-worthy destination hot spot on the rise on all the social media feeds that couples will be clamoring to book?

And as always, all the love and support to you 💖💖💖

for the author (so so excited to answer these)

with such beautiful descriptions and innovative ideas woven into the room assignments to the meals served to what task each character would be helping out with, did you have to scour the internet for inspo or were these details you've always wanted to put into a story?

a mix of both. i’ve always been someone who over-romanticises settings and details, so the room pairings and meal curation were very me. i write scenes like i’m building a memory — sensory, textured, a little cinematic. but i also scoured pinterest, luxury resort blogs, and japanese wedding planning sites for real cultural and aesthetic cues to ground it all. a lot of it was based on a villa in kyoto i’ve had saved forever. and as for the dynamics — i knew exactly who would pack badly (donghyuck), who would forget something important (shotaro), and who would over-prepare (karina). so planning tasks around that came naturally. (i also have a personal wedding pinterest board lol so that helped)

if you have photo references or bits of moodboards, could we please take a peek?

here’s the main one !!!! the board isn’t finished yet but this is a good idea.

has all this writing for irene and doyoung's wedding inspired you to include more wedding/wedding-adjacent events in your future works?

without a doubt. something about weddings — the emotion, the tension, the logistics, the reunions, the unresolved tension stuffed in seating arrangements — it gives so much. i already know future stories i write will have weddings either as key plot devices or metaphorical turning points. they’re too rich with character revelations not to.

do you have a cherished memory of a wedding you've attended you'd like to share? or do you have a favorite wedding from a book, movie, series, etc?

i once went to a wedding where the groom surprised the bride by learning a song in her native language and performed it badly — it wasn’t polished, his voice cracked, but she cried the entire time. that moment taught me love doesn’t need to be perfect to be unforgettable. fiction-wise? it’s brooke and julian’s wedding in one tree hill. emotional, simple, and full of meaning. also, the little women 1994 version when meg gets married — the way jo watches from the doorway? soul-searing.

if you could start a wedding tradition irl, what would it be?

every guest writes down one thing they hope for the couple — not about success or health, but emotion. “i hope you always feel like it’s safe to cry with each other.” “i hope silence is never scary.” the couple reads them on their first anniversary. a little time capsule of quiet love.

what's the best part of having a family reunion doubling as a wedding take place in such a grand villa nestled into the serene gardens of japan?

mark: waking up to stillness, walking past karina meditating and jaemin practicing his vows alone under the trees like he’s in a drama. chenle: the aesthetic of it all. the air smells expensive. the sun is softer. it’s giving honeymoon and i’m not even married. donghyuck: the free minibar. and the drama. this villa’s seen more breakdowns than broadway. karina: the silence. like everything ugly we went through still made space for something beautiful. jaemin: watching everyone fall back into rhythm, like nothing ever changed — even though we all did. y/n: being reminded that the past isn’t always something to run from. sometimes it brings you back to exactly where you’re meant to be.

what did everyone gift the soon-to-be newlyweds?

mark and y/n co-wrote and produced a custom song, a private track just for irene and doyoung’s anniversaries. jaemin sourced a vintage calligraphy set and made a bespoke letter set with gold-foiled initials. donghyuck handwrote 101 marriage tips (half serious, half delusional). karina put together an archival scrapbook of irene’s fashion over the years. chenle and ningning gifted a curated honeymoon itinerary, fully booked and branded. jeno crafted the wedding rings himself — but also slipped a quiet sketch of a third ring into their gift box, meant for a future vow renewal. only y/n noticed.

what are you bringing home aside from a fuller, happier heart from celebrating with your family?

karina: a silk robe from y/n’s closet. she doesn’t know it’s missing yet. donghyuck: receipts. literal ones. i'm writing a memoir. jaemin: the wine list from the rehearsal dinner. for scientific reasons. areum: a tiny velvet box of pressed petals from the altar. tucked into her luggage like a promise. mark: a voice memo. the sound of everyone laughing in the pool. something about that night felt like goodbye. jeno: silence. and what she whispered in it.

is there anything you've learned that you'll keep in mind for the next time you travel, or the next time there's a wedding?

karina: never underestimate how fast chenle will steal your flat iron. y/n: bring a backup flash drive and upload the final playlist to three clouds. trust me. jeno: never wait until the night before the wedding to tell someone how you feel. yangyang: always choose the room next to hers. even if it hurts.

y/n, do you think you're still up to plan another wedding for anyone in the family if they asked? especially another destination wedding?

y/n — honestly? i think i’d say yes — but i’d need a minute to recover first. planning this wedding wasn’t just logistics and spreadsheets, it was emotional. it was personal. there were moments i couldn’t even breathe properly, like i was holding my heart in one hand and a color palette in the other. but i think… that’s why i’d do it again. because despite everything, there’s something really grounding about creating beauty for the people you love. something healing, even when it hurts. i’d probably never admit it out loud, but i did love the chaos a little. i loved having a reason to stay busy. and i think, deep down, i’d always find a way to make it meaningful — whether it’s another destination or just a tiny backyard garden with string lights. if it’s someone i love, i’m showing up. clipboard and all.

irene and doyoung, what are you looking forward to most as a married couple?

quiet mornings. no flights to catch. just coffee and sunlight and choosing each other. again and again.

mark and areum, did you get to explore any cool places in japan or try any interesting activities since you arrived early?

they took disposable cameras and wandered aimlessly. tried tea ceremonies, got tattoos no one knows about yet, and accidentally crashed a local wedding (they stayed for cake). areum journaled every night. mark played guitar under the stars. sometimes they didn’t speak at all. it felt like falling in love again. but slower. deeper.

chenle and ningning, being the fabulous arbiters of taste that you are, what do you think will be the next biggest trend to show up in weddings?

ningning: edible flowers frozen in clear ice cubes. baby’s breath is out. moss centrepieces are in. expect velvet-bound vow books and live portrait sketching during cocktail hour. chenle: get ready for divorcecore. moodier palettes, less performative optimism. black pearls, dark plum florals, intimacy over spectacle. we’re entering a new era.

[the-himawari]

A3! Seasonal Event Translation - A Mechanical Christmas (9/11)

*Please read disclaimer on blog; default name set as Izumi

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Izumi: (And so, Albert continued to work day and night on his invention. One day, after suffering a series of successes and setbacks, its final form was finally starting to take shape—)

Samuel [Masumi]: “I’m late from eating dinner at Ryan’s place…!”

Louis [Itaru]: “…Geez. I told you to come to my workshop since you have to replace your parts, didn’t I?”

Samuel [Masumi]: “Ah, Louis-san is here. Maybe that’s why he told me to take my time coming back.”

Albert [Homare]: “I know. That is why I did not go.”

Louis [Itaru]: “…Does that mean you’ve decided then?”

Albert [Homare]: “That is correct. I intend for this life to come to an end with this invention as my last.”

Samuel [Masumi]: “—”

Louis [Itaru]: “…I see. If that's what you’ve chosen, then I’ll stay with you as your maintenance technician until the very end.” “That's the least I can do to atone.” “After all, my gramps and old man mechanized you and Zackary, and then they went and passed away less than 60 years later.”

-pause-

Izumi: (And so it was Christmas Day. Samuel headed to the Christmas Party together with Ryan and Joseph.)

Samuel [Masumi]: “…”

Joseph [Tsumugi]: “Are you alright there, Sam?”

Samuel [Masumi]: “…Huh?”

Joseph [Tsumugi]: “It looked like you were spacing out. You didn’t come here after pulling an all-nighter, did you?”

Samuel [Masumi]: “Oh, no. I couldn’t sleep since I was so excited for today. That’s all.”

Ryan [Kumon]: “Me too! Ooh, where should we take a look first?”

Samuel [Masumi]: “If it’s alright with you two, can we go check out the tree?”

-pause-

Samuel [Masumi]: “—Zackary-san!”

Zackary [Omi]: “Hey. Did you all come to take a gander at it too?”

Samuel [Masumi]: “Yes. I see the Christmas Tree is running properly.”

Zackary [Omi]: “Haha. Not that. I meant Albert’s snow machine.”

Samuel [Masumi]: “Wait, what!? Master’s snow machine is finished!?��

Zackary [Omi]: “Did you not hear?”

Samuel [Masumi]: “N-No. Perhaps he didn’t tell me since he knew I was coming to the Christmas Party…”

Zackary [Omi]: “…”

Ryan [Kumon]: “Ah, does that mean it’s a surprise present from your master? We gotta go see it then!”

Samuel [Masumi]: “Right…!”

Izumi: (A crowd of townspeople gathered in front of the clock tower as this was Albert’s first public appearance in decades.)

Louis [Itaru]: “…”

Zackary [Omi]: “So you came?”

Louis [Itaru]: “Of course. And by that tone, I supposed you already know too.”

Zackary [Omi]: “More or less.”

Samuel [Masumi]: “Master…”

Albert [Homare]: “…It is time.” “Behold, my final and finest work—the snow machine!”

Izumi: (The snow machine’s supposed to turn on at the same time Homare-san says his line…)

Albert [Homare]: “…”

Izumi: (Huh, it’s not working!?)

Kumon: (Did it break!?)

Tsumugi: (It was running properly during rehearsal though…)

Itaru: (Well, the audience has no idea a snow machine is actually incorporated as a part of our production. We should be able to keep going from here.)

Omi: (Homare-san, please, your next line…!)

Albert [Homare]: “…I see. Have I failed yet again?”

Troupe members: —.

Izumi: (That line was different…! Homare-san is improvising!)

Samuel [Masumi]: “Again? What do you mean? This is the first time you’ve made this snow machine, so…”

Albert [Homare]: “Not quite.” “You may not have been aware, but I have tried and failed to make this device many times over.”

Samuel [Masumi]: “Why are you going so far to create this machine…”

Albert [Homare]: “Because it was the one and only memory of mine that will never fade.” “A good number of the inventions in this city were created back when I was a human.” “For a long time, I built items that were useful to mankind. Yet, I had forgotten why I had gone so far as to even give up my human body in order to do so.” “From that point on, I began making less and less, and I was no longer able to fulfil my role as an inventor.” “Even so, there was one sight that I could never forget. It was the snow that I had witnessed when I was still human.” “I thought that if I could make it snow, then I could fulfil my duty as an inventor once again.” “That being said, no matter how many prototypes I developed and redeveloped, not a flake could be seen in the air. And tonight is very much the same.” “It must be time to admit I can no longer create things as I did when I was human.”

Samuel [Masumi]: “…”

Albert [Homare]: “My apologies. I wished to show it to you too…”

Samuel [Masumi]: “Why did you want to show it to me?”

Albert [Homare]: “That is… now that you mention it, why was it?” “…I wanted you to be happy, I suppose.”

Samuel [Masumi]: “Hey, that means you haven’t forgotten, have you? You always invented things because you wanted to make people happy.” “You didn’t make things because you were a machine that was bestowed the title of an inventor. You did it because you wanted to. I’m sure I’m the same way too.”

Albert [Homare]: “—”

Samuel [Masumi]: “So from here on out, let’s create things together!” “We’ll build lots, fail lots… and once they’re done, we’ll make everyone who lives in this town smile!”

Albert [Homare]: “Samuel…”

Izumi: (…Woah. The snow machine still isn’t working. So this snow must be—)

Ryan [Kumon]: “Ah, cold…! Huh, what is this stuff!?”

Joseph [Tsumugi]: “It disappears as soon as you touch it… just what in the world…”

Zackary [Omi]: “Haha, I’ve sure lived a long life. But I never thought I’d get to witness such a miracle.”

Samuel [Masumi]: “Master, is this…?”

Albert [Homare]: “Yes… this is snow.”

Samuel [Masumi]: “Woah, is it…! It’s breathtaking! So this is the sight that you wanted to show me!”

Albert [Homare]: “—” “Yes, I understand now. I made things that I coveted and wanted to see.” “And it made me unbearably happy seeing people be delighted with my creations…” “…Sam.”

Samuel [Masumi]: “!”

Albert [Homare]: “Tell Louis that I have a request to change my parts.”

Samuel [Masumi]: “Yes, sir! Right away!”

*applause*

-pause-

Izumi: Great job out there, everyone! I’m glad we reached the end safe and sound.

Kumon: Same! I was wondering what to do when the snow machine broke, but it’s awesome that real snow started falling! It’s a bummer that it didn’t last long though.

Itaru: Well, just like the line said, it was a miracle snow started falling at that exact time during the show.

Tsumugi: Things like that can happen too, huh, Homare-san… err, hm? He was just here, wasn’t he?

Izumi: Yeah, he was. I wonder where he went. I’ll go look for him!

Omi: We should split up then.

Kumon: I’ll help too!

Tsumugi: We might miss him if everyone goes off on their own. It might be better to have some of us wait here too.

Kumon: Ah, good point!

Masumi: We stayed in our costumes since he’s the one who wanted to take a photo.

Itaru: You’ll be able to spend time with Director-san if we find Homare-san and take the picture as fast as we can, right?

Masumi: —!

*runs off*

Izumi: Masumi-kun!?

Tsumugi: You are a bad boy, Itaru-kun.

Itaru: Well. I’m an adult, y’know?

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[elminx]

Thoughts on my practice, August 2023

Note: As you might imagine, this will not be a full accounting of my practice as there are things that I cannot share for any number of reasons including but not limited to: you wouldn't understand, it's not mine to share, and it's ongoing magic.

I have been slowly coming out of magical hibernation as I get farther away from taking the awful meds (awful FOR ME) that made me so depressed that I was struggling to live, let alone do magic. There was a reckoning that had to be done. Everything was a mess - my altars, my relationships with my spirits, and the cobwebs inside my mind and spirit.

It was about this time last August that they upped my meds and as the months wore on into winter, my practice became virtually untenable. I have to forgive myself for that: both for agreeing to take meds that I knew from experience might be Bad, for continuing to take them as long as I did, and for falling off of my practice. I'm...working on it.

June and July were about playing clean up and catching up.

I had been doing a lot of work around my mindset and changing the way that I notice and experience the world. Though this is strictly "magic" in the sense that I don't normally cast spells toward this goal, it is unquestionably a part of my practice and my current path as a witch. So this month, feeling like I have the bones of my practice righted, I returned to this work.

Our month began with a full moon in Aquarius on the 1st. My intention for the month is: No matter how my day goes, I return to my heart. I tried to solidify this intention by focusing on my gratitude practice for the first eight days of the month - each day I came up with eight unique things that I was grateful for which I recorded in my witch journal. This is a reminder for me to look for the good things in life rather than focusing on the bad.

This is important for me because I have an anxiety disorder and tend to catastrophize - returning to my heart and being present with my body is my best method of alleviation. I was especially worried about this Venus retrograde which squared off with my Sun, Ascendant,y Mercury, and Chiron. Leo season is often a bit of a struggle for me since it activates so much of my chart (and I'm not fond of the summer heat either).

It happened that coincidentally on the 9th day of the month, my partner and I got into the car for the long trek north to visit his Grandmother. This was very path-affirming for me as, on our way, we got to stop and walk on the beach we used to stay at for all of my childhood. I'm deeply in love with the Atlantic Ocean (she is my deepest and truest love) and it was wonderful to return to the place where this affair began so many years ago. We spent the week wandering back and forth from Nana's house in the mountain to varying parts of the coast and it was wonderful and unquestionably heart healing.

Now, back home, I have had a week to return to my craft in earnest. I did some cat magic under the energy of the Leo new moon and then set to work on the harvest. It is August after all!

As a kitchen witch who likes to can and preserve food for the winter months ahead, August is go time. So far I've made and frozen tomato soup and tomato confit, and we've dried a bunch of onion, herbs, and hot peppers. Next on the docket is some salsa verde and then hopefully another batch of tomato soup and some red salsa as well. If I'm extra lucky with tomatoes from the farm, I'll end up with some marinara sauce as well because we really enjoyed ours last year.

This week begins my regularly scheduled work with Mercury Chthonia during their retrograde cycle and I'm actually pretty excited about this. The deeper that I get into self-exploration and shadow work, the more that I have learned to enjoy the deep slowdown of retrograde season. I have a bunch of half-written blog posts to edit, so this seems very Right On Time to me.

My other plan for this week is to clean off and rearrange my Earth Altar (see also: plant stand). The seasons are starting to change rapidly here and I am so ready for many Autumnal harvests. I might do a bit of work with my bestie goldenrod but otherwise, I intend to take it easy and, as I said, return to my heart with every opportunity.

[billysbookvlogemporium]

Queen of Shadows, Malice, and Eragon and Finally The Oleander Sword.

Hey there, welcome back to Billy's Book-Vlog Emporium, where we chat about all things sci-fi, fantasy, and fiction books in general.

We're kicking off our brand-new Book Blog with "Malice" by John Gwynne. I actually finished it the day before yesterday, and it was SOOO good. The writing, the tension, the action scenes—oh, there were some intense action scenes in this book. I did struggle a bit with the pacing at first because the character POVs felt a bit disjointed, and I wasn't used to that. I initially vibed more with how Tasha Suri handled her characters in "Jasmine Throne," where the POVs played off each other, so I was more accustomed to that style. But I'm glad I stuck with "Malice" because it ended up having really great character development and awesome scenes. I liked how Corban and Veradis grew and found their own paths as characters throughout the story. Some of the other character storylines, especially Cywen, definitely stressed me out towards the end since I'm not sure if they made it through or not. I might have to dive into Book 2, "Valour," to find out if any of my faves made it out. Oh, and the reveals—there were tons of character reveals with the side characters too. 5/5 stars for Malice.

Hey everyone, I'm diving into "Queen of Shadows" by Sarah J. Maas, which is the fifth book out of eight in the Throne of Glass series. I'm really into it—things are getting super interesting now that I'm in the second half. I'm at Chapter 55, and it's all kicking off. The other day, I read a part where Maas was describing the story Lore, and it had this creepy vibe. I remember Celaena was there with Rowan and Aedion in this weird, forgotten temple underground along with Chaol. I was a bit worried something intense would happen, but thankfully, it was just some Lore-building. Honestly, if Sarah J. Maas ever wants to switch up from epic fantasy, I bet she'd be great at Gothic or horror with the way she sets the scene. I'm also loving how Manon and Elide's storylines are unfolding. I think Manon is really trying to keep the reins of her Iron-teeth Witch group, the Blackbeaks, even as things start to fall apart. I do wish we got to spend more time with the other storylines, like Manon's and Elide's. Speaking of Elide, she's an intriguing character—really determined to escape and find a place where no one knows her. I can't blame her, considering what she's been through. There's another character in Manon and Elide's storyline who crosses paths with them, but I can't mention her name or how she fits into the ongoing story in Queen of Shadows since it'll reveal certain plot points—but she's interesting, now compared to how she was before at the beginning of the series. No, it is not Celaena that I'm talking about, Celaena's in Rifthold right now.

Alright, moving on to Eragon by Christopher Paolini. Honestly, I'm enjoying the book; it's a solid debut, but it doesn't quite give me that tingly feeling. You know, when I read fantasy, or even something like The Bone Season that mixes fantasy and sci-fi, I get this tingly feeling like the story could actually happen or some exciting stuff is about to go down. Unfortunately, I'm not getting that vibe as often with Eragon as I'd like. But that doesn't mean there aren't exciting things happening. Since it's a debut, I'm giving it the benefit of the doubt, especially now that I'm about 66% through, and the story is slowly but surely heading towards the finish line. I think I'm about 12 chapters away from finishing, and Eragon, the main character, is really coming into his own. He's becoming surer of himself and more confident in his dragon riding as well as his sword and sorcery skills. But we'll have to see where he makes his next stand against the Empire.

Whew, still hanging in there, y'all? Good? Awesome, because we're about to dive into the last book I made some progress on. That book, of course, is The Oleander Sword by Tasha Suri. I'm actually kinda early days for this novel, I'm on Chapter 18, which is a Malini POV. The story is taking an interesting turn, I believe. There were a couple of moments that I got a little nervous over because I didn't realize or know what was about to go down, not with Bhumika and Priya (they are two of the book's POVs, alongside Malini and Rao). I didn't know what was going on with their magic; it seemed to not be functioning as it should have. I do have some theories about that, but I'm for the moment keeping it to myself. I have some thoughts about other parts of the story as well, mainly that Priya should finish with whatever she and Malini are trying to do now that they've had their first big reunion in the story. Because I've got a certain thought that now that the Yaksa are involved, events are about to become even more chaotic and messy. But I like the way the author is handling the various storylines; she's definitely adding some intrigue into some of the characters' already chaotic lives.

Okayyy, and that, as they say, is that. Til next time.

[academic-comeback]

Week 2: (This is a rant, but the information is still useful)

Happy New Year! Welcome to 2025. As noted in my hiatus, I have not stuck to working on this blog. The August-December (fall semester) season has been quite the ride, and I've learned so many new things about myself, the way I operate and I believe it will help in the spring semester when I start school again. These past few months have incurred a multitude of changes within my life. I still don't have much of a social life, however I've been a lot happier since being out of school. I like the freedom in my life and not having such a rigid schedule. Working a lot has kept me busy, and through my job I've learned to love the little things, and I've adapted the "Lucky Vicky" mindset, coined by the Kpop idol Gang WonYoung (whose English name is Vicky). She stated that "... even for things that might seem small and insignificant, If you can appreciate each one and see the beauty in them, I believe you can have a 'Lucky Vicky' day." Simple things like extra food at work, having a green light when I go through a turn or intersection, or even seeing the last of what I'm looking for at the store have made me be more appreciative of life and the things that I have. And when things are unavailable to me, it's a sign it wasn't meant for me. I don't need it yet, or I didn't need to spend the money anyways. More recently, I've also been focusing on having a decent amount of sleep every night. I look at what time I need to be at work the next day, and try to have at least 7 hours of sleep the night before. I've also started waking up at least two hours before I have to be at work in order to give myself time to relax before I even get there. Most of the time may or may not be spent snoozing, but it's still more time that I'm aware of the world, and it's a step forwards from waking up an hour before and scrambling to get my things together, hair styled and all of the things. I've learned that rigid routines don't always work for me. Classes and work are definitely priorities, but they're the only rigidness in my day. I've set lists for everything that needs to get done, but I'm not waking up at precisely this time every day and going to the gym at exactly this time on these specific days. I hate that, and it gets insanely boring to me. The lists help me organize my days and what needs to get done, while also allowing for me to understand when I could get certain things done. The fluidity helps a lot in actually getting a task done. Laundry day on my day off? Start it before I go to take a shower, then put it in the dryer when I go to bed ( or whenever it's finished ). I'll finish folding it in the morning, which helps it feel like a separate task and not one big long boring task.

I also have planners everywhere. I have a physical one, a Notion Calendar, and a Google calendar set up. I love to write things down, but the internet's tools allow for more moving around and flexibility. So I use both. Plus, it's so nice to just pull out my phone and know exactly when class and school take place so I can plan other things accordingly. Overall, I think that having a semester off to just be a free young adult with very little bills to worry about (thank you to my family for letting me live with them) has allowed me to grow the most. I have a better understanding now of how I operate and what to expect for myself in the coming semester. And in stark contrast to just a few months ago, I feel like I am at the highest and happiest point in my life at the moment, and am even more excited to be a student than I ever would have been should I have gone back to university immediately. And while I'm starting a completely different certificate program at a community college, by the end of this summer I feel I will be more equipped to be a student in my bachelors program at my university when I finally return there.

[soufsidesiren]

blog entry 10

happy 404 day!

i'm baaack. it's been a minute since I felt inspired (i don't know if that exactly the word but its good enough for now) to really take the time to write out my life lately, but i hope if you have been watching you've enjoyed the visual journey to spring. i'm listening to my discover weekly intentionally for the first time in a minute. i really like the song that was just played [at the door by ILYICH and Takuya Nakamura]. i have been fighting for my life over the past few days. going toe to toe with something that was not quite covid and not quite the flu but it definitely sat in my body and forced me to care for it very deeply all the same. the first few days i spent on the threshold of sleep and waking which is much harder as the days grow longer. today is the first day that my mind has been awake enough to really even begin to tackle the mountain of tasks i had set out for my first week off in what feels like months.

it scares me sometime. how quickly i lose myself in the heat of all the work i can bury myself in. someone recently reassured me that in those moments i actually become so much more certain of who i am. that perspective shift has defintiely helped. march was truly a marathon. i hosted my first black clay meetup. vended my first market of the season. went to my first nceca and meet so many incredible potters. started a new job as a dance instructor. got a slot in my first art show and almost missed the art drop off because the acceptance email ended up in my trash somehow. my bestie flew in for a wild 56hr stint. we saw amaarae. she took one of my wheels classes. we frolicked around fayetteville and then she was gone. leaving behind a sore throat and aching body to remember her lol.

[update absolutely hating my discover weekly fuckkk lol]

honestly after reflecting on march. i know that i should been really proud of all that i've accomplished. i am finally getting my art up on walls. have started preliminary conversations with so many clay folks that I am excited to continue to expand, but i can't help but feel overwhelmed by the multitude of options and the simultaneous lack of current funds.

[discovery weekly currently on redemption arc.. what a rollercoaster. jk it was short lived. i think its pissing me off bc it feels like a bunch of white folks making black music so immediately its just wack to me lol}

anywho back to life lately. i ebb and flow between patience and impatience in my process. working on relying on community and not just building. allowing the folks around me to really show up and shine as well.

just binge read octavia bulters kindred today. like i deadass read almost all it today. i could not put it down. nobody really compells me to read quite like octavia. i never tire of the way she puts words together. i quite literally could not stop until i was done. i love the way that i can escape into a book but seldom dedicate the time to escape into the literary space because digital space just comes at such a greater convenience. i have been trying to make an honest effort to read way more. i am three books down for the year and i think its a reasonable goal to finish a book a month. so far i've literally only read octavia butler but its been a minute since ive been so obsessed with an author. i dabble into a bit of james baldwin. i love how full and wandering his sentences are. but honestly my next read will probably just be another octavia read because why stop a good thing.

i don't really have more to say so until tomorrow

[onlygamemedia]

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[honeyhotteoks]

HOLD ON, HOLD ON, HOLD ON, HOLD TF ONNNN. i’m here in my dorm during easter break, trying to get my life together before exam season. going about my day after sending an appreciation ask to my lovely baby chai to come back to ita2 asks flooding her blog??? if i don’t say that i’m ITCHING in my fucking sleep for this to be released idk if y’all would take my excitement for these wishes to come true SERIOUSLY.

first off!! vacation ot8 scene with our lovely mc?? i’m sorry but now it’s a MUST. argue with the wall! i would also like to add that i’m comfortable not having all members rail her the same day since it’s not realistic. nsfw!!! + tmi (?) idk about y’all but more than 3 orgasms in a row would deffo make me pass out. not saying this from exact experience but y’know… just putting things into perspective hehe. on top of that, i’m not sure if all the boys have a voyeurism kink like someone said but um… who knows, y’know?

second in line, mingi having a whole jerk off scene… i’m vouching for that!!! i’ve been rewatching my concert vids from back in feb and caught myself loosing my shit to mingi dancing during ‘fireworks (i’m the one) remix ver.’ in addition to yuyu coming for my life right after i lost half my vocal chords to mr. fix on himself. honestly, both my tall boys were forcing my sanity leave the mf chat in a feather passive aggressive way.

it’s worth noting that i agree with the anon that is mingi biased. in the fandom, i’ve only seen mingi being depicted as either a fuck boy or himbo. although i’m san biased, i cannot stand the way this got picked up and ran with. i agree with mingi anon because mingi is a quiet and multi-layered person. i think it has to do with some fans being young or not able to detach his stage persona to his individual self. this goes for all members.

i’d love to mention how now i want yungi to have a sober, steamy session with mc in tnt. is it weird that i would probably want mingi to take pics of the whole thing cuz i find it hot? i, irl, would NEVER and i mean NEVER do such things cuz i’m super paranoid myself. however coma, it doesn’t take away from the fact that it’s a turn on for me and i would love to see it depicted in the beautiful world of the tnt series. also i’m not trying to ironically refer to ita.

this perfectly segues into the whole dubcon/noncon point i wanted to add my 2 cents in. i have to agree with what an anon and chai already mentioned about this topic. for me, the clear difference from noncon and my depiction of real consent is having an actual sober conversation about the topic prior to any sexual activities. all parties being of age (meaning an adult and legally responsible for their own actions). no peer pressure involved and everything, if not thoroughly, well discussed. next stage would be incorporating and maintaining, either, an all stopping safe word or a clear colour system throughout any sort of sexual activity. it’s about keeping everyone happy and safe so it is definitely a must. next, trust is key to make it work. i feel like you require a certain amount of trust in the other parties involved to actually enjoy and feed into some fantasies. now, the only setting that this would work in is an established relationship involving all parties. this cannot be on a whim and it eliminates most of the huge risky variables that could make anything go wrong. i just don’t see myself reading or writing anything that steps outside of what i’ve mentioned.

i want to point out that some of the kinks that i’ve mostly seen in this community are common paraphilia. for example, voyeurism is observing private activities of unaware individuals, exhibitionism is exposure of genitals to strangers. note how in a realistic situation outside of fantasy, e.g, in a news article or part of daily gossip, these paraphilia would probably be shunned upon. an example: guy A watches couple B having sex in a public restroom. first, guy A is showing clear traits of voyeurism by watching couple B without them knowing. similarly, couple B is showing clear traits of exhibitionism by having sexual intercourse in a public space. if you read about this online or you heard people at work discussing it, wouldn’t it make you uncomfortable? guy A is weirdo for watching, right? couple B shouldn’t be fucking in front of strangers, right? of course, like i just did above, with certain rules + desires + circumstances added to these paraphilia it wouldn’t sound as bad and be almost acceptable, e.g, Hongjoong watches you and Seonghwa have sex in the office’s restroom after discussing your boundaries at home yesterday. there is an established polyamorous relationship going on, rules/boundaries in place and the individuals involved are of age. isn’t this more appealing/okay although it’s still paraphilia? come on, think about it.

now for the hardest part to grasp. i, personally, like dubcon/somnophilia. i’m an adult and i know exactly what it entails. to be more transparent, i like being really submissive, degradation and praise, pet names such as good girl, pretty girl, doll, princess, kitten, you name it, daddy kink, corruption kink, impact play and all of that good stuff. now, in an established relationship scenario where boundaries have been spoke about and colour system has been depicted, I, me, myself would be perfectly okay and even turned on by my male partner touching me in my sleep. put into play all my kinks, him being trusting, respectful and caring of me. with us both being of age then it’s a green light for me. AGAIN, personally. this is not to represent anybody else’s thoughts on the same matter.

so, in order to fully understand the extent of what is and isn’t consenting is as grey as other kinks with the hard exception of minors being involved. everything i mentioned HAS to involve able to consent adults, please don’t misunderstand me.

i hope this isn’t too much to digest but this made me really think about my own kinks and turn ons.

please for the love of god, i’m not speaking for chai in anyway!! do not twist my words pretty please🥺

other than that have a good day everyone!! and chai you’re always loved. take care and remember to drink water. mwah😘

WAIT HI HELLO - welcome to your kink manifesto i love it. I have so many thoughts and i'm going to go in order lol:

ITA2 / Run the train --- Yeah, I honestly think in real life there's absolutely zero chance of this happening. Running the train / gangbangs in general are like..... not common despite what porn would lead people to believe and i don't think most people would be willing. that being said...... this is fiction and this is fun so i'm saying screw it. i also feel like what a writing challenge..... how will i actually be able to describe nine different people getting it on??? only time will tell lmao

fully heard on mingi and yunho, hence me going feral and writing tnt and i don't want to spoil too much about that fic, but i'm heavily nodding along on the sober steamy scene if you know what i mean

on the dubcon/noncon conversation i totally agree, and since you kind of laid out so many good points, i wanted to add some of my own opinion to the mix since i think you did a great job of breaking out what does and doesn't equal good consent and what fantasy headspace is for. so:

in my opinion, it's perfectly acceptable and understandable to have a noncon kink, somno or more than that potentially. i've seen a lot of discourse in the fic community over the years and the idea of noncon or even straight up r*pe play always gets discussed and often times there's this polarized opinion of like "if you read/write this, you're an awful person". but if you actually consider consensual conversations with respect to those kinks.... isn't this just roleplay? for example, in my hwa fic 'his sweet girl' they have a fully pre-defined conversation about somno, so boundaries are clear and the color system is incorporated. they're of age, everyone's happy and getting off, and for me, that's perfectly acceptable and consensual.

i've also read fic in this fandom and outside of it where it's kind of a hunter/prey vibe or even straight up home invasion, but at the end of the fic there's usually a moment where both parties check in with each other, discuss how it was consensual, etc. in the same vein as what you're saying with voyeurism. don't even get me started on yandere, i could write a whole novel just about that. and while i haven't written something like this myself, i've certainly read it, and i think it's completely fine to read/write, particularly when the consent is handled well.

however, i'll go so far as to say noncon that is true noncon is also okay to read/write. however, this is not something i am comfortable writing and will never write. i think if someone is writing that, it needs to be more than explicitly called out in the tags and warnings because that could be beyond triggering content for some readers. but honestly, that's the great thing about fic. there's something for everyone, and as long as fic writers are being transparent in their work and tags, and fic readers are being responsible to only consume content they feel safe with, everyone is okay.

i also think there's something to be said for what gets you off/what you like in fantasy, and what you like in real life. i'll be completely honest, i've read a lot of noncon in my life and i'm perfectly fine with it. does that mean i want to experience that with an intimate partner? absolutely fucking not, but sometimes that smut hits for me. i write things like pet play, harder bdsm concepts, or even literally running the train...... do i find it hot and amazing in fantasy? yes. do i do all of this in my personal life and would i want to? probably not. and to be clear, that's me and my personal boundary, but i think it's important to have conversations about this line between fantasy space and real life when it comes to smut.

the biggest thing that i'll say is to reiterate your point about consenting adults. i could not agree more there. i think playing around with 'harder' kinks and taboos is fine as long as everyone is safe and consenting and OF AGE.

i would also say this is important when consuming fic. i'm sure that there are minors reading my fic, i cannot control what everyone on the internet does. i read and wrote a lot of fic as a minor, including smut, and it wasn't very good... but i was a young person exploring my understanding of sex and sexuality. i get it. however, i am not comfortable in any way engaging on these conversations with minors nor do i want to know if they're reading my fic. again, i'd prefer it if you didn't but i can't control who interacts with things i post on a public platform, i can only hope i'm being a safe writer for everyone and that my readers are reading responsibly.

for me, even though this is 'just fanfiction', i really believe that as a writer i have a responsibility to be transparent and safe for readers. this is why i always ask if i miss tags, and want to have conversations like this. i spent way too many years as a sexually repressed evangelical christian shamefully trying to understand sex, sexuality, and desire to keep quiet now. i personally lived in an environment that was not emotionally safe, and i really deeply believe that even with something as silly as fanfiction, we have an opportunity to be better.

anyways, sorry that i basically used your manifesto of an ask to have my own tmi manifesto, but hey, here we are. if anyone has any thoughts on this, i'm more than happy to continue the dialogue. i went to school for literature so any time i get to nerd out about writing and big social concepts, i'm in my happy place.

[henry-and-the-seven-lords]

Hello @gluttonousfruit you are in fact my first request. (I did not forget about you in moving my blog.) I am super excited to have anyone ask me to write something! Also I would love to be friends! Feel free to message me through asks or in private DMs! I hope you enjoy the imagine!

Warnings: Fluff with a small amount of angst because Levi doubts himself 😞

Brothers Masterlist | Dateables Masterlist

Levi with an Animator S/O

"Okay MC, I know we just finished 'Swimming Only Leads to Hot Mermaids,' but I was thinking since we are already watching otomes, we should watch another series that everyone is recommending online!" Levi says this as he begins to pull out one DVD and place in another while bouncing on the balls of his feet like an excited puppy.

"I guess I could watch one more series, but it better be a good one. Sure the mermaids were attractive, but there wasn't much of a plot." MC says with a yawn. A quick look over to the clock, and it reads 11:48 PM in a blinding blue light. Not too late for one of Levi's normal bingefests, but a little too late for MC when they have classes tomorrow.

"No, I promise this one is good. Everyone is talking about the art style. They say it is so original that it's captivating." Levi walks to the small futon briskly and plops himself down next to MC as he continues to ramble about the art. His voice slowly trails off as the opening begins to play.

As the music fills MC's ears, they perk up and a small smile appears on their face. "Levi, could this perhaps be, 'I Went to Hell For a Weekend and Got Stuck in a Love Heptagon with Seven Incubi'?"

Levi faces MC in shock. The look on their face is quite smug. (In all seriousness, it reminds Levi of Mammon when he wins poker, but he doesn't want to be think about his brother while looking at MC. So he pushes that thought away.) This anime came out only the day before their bingefest. And even then, Levi had this copy pre-ordered for this very occasion and it arrived before any stores were selling physical copies. There is no way a normie like MC could have heard about its release. Does this mean MC isn't such a normie after all?

"You heard of this show already?" The surprise in his voice was impossible to hide.

"Yeah, I have heard of it." MC smiles and chuckles quietly, "I have never actually seen it, but I have heard the opening quite a few times."

"Oh..." Levi sighs. He was so stupid. Of course MC had heard the opening. It is all over his Devilgram and they were on their phone for part of the last show, so they obviously just heard it on there. Levi deflates looking solemn. It was just a pipe dream that MC would ever be interested in his yucky otaku interests.

"Hey! There is no reason to be all sad just because I know the name of the show. I still haven't seen the whole thing. My first time watching will still be with you Levi, isn't that special enough?" The smile on MC's face seemed sincere enough, but the words that came out of their mouth made blood rush up to Levi's cheeks. Their first... did they really mean to say it like that?...

As thoughts begin to flood Leviathan's head the show began. It was true the art style was captivating. So captivating in fact, that he forgot about his embarrassment. But MC's words still lingered in his mind as he watched the show.

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"Well, I am dead tired." MC stands cracking their aching joints as they look at the clock. 2:37 AM. It was that late already? "I think I need to head to bed Levi. I have classes in the morning and I need at least a few hours of sleep."

"Are you sure?" Levi was just starting to enjoy MC's presence. At the beginning of the night, he was on edge trying to make everything perfect. Levi did want to mess up by being a yucky Otaku and give them a reason to leave him all alone. But as the night progressed, (and more snacks were consumed) he felt increasingly more comfortable with sharing his favorite shows with MC. "I have other shows we could watch to pass the time, or we could play this new game I got-"

MC walks over to Levi and gently sets their hands on his shoulders, "Games and anime are great, but what I need right now is sleep." MC watched as Levi's face filled with a blush and his eyes flashed with hurt. "I am not leaving because I am mad... or sad... or anything really. I just need to sleep, Leviathan." Their voice was barely above a whisper as they said his name. How could he disagree with them when they said his name like that; all the while, looking deep into his eyes. He felt like he could explode.

As MC turns away, the demon in question then sighs mutters a quiet "okay" under his breath. "Don't worry, Levi. This isn't the last time I will watch anime with you. I promise we can do another one of these when another new anime comes out." MC begins to pick up their things. A blanket they brought with them to keep warm in Levi's cold room and the rest of their human snacks. "Besides, I really liked that one, and I have heard they are already making season two." As they speak, MC makes their way across the room to the gigantic tank.

"Wait. How do you-"

"Good night Henry. Good night Levi." And with that, MC leaves. Closing the door behind them.

How did MC know about a second season? Even he, the Great Otaku Levi, has not heard about a season two on any forums or on any other website... After thinking about it, Levi suspects it's probably on Devilgram like the opening was. To prove his theory, he pulls out his D.D.D. and opens up Devilgram to the 'I Went to Hell For a Weekend and Got Stuck in a Love Heptagon with Seven Incubi' page. He scrolls through their posts and finds the opening, like he predicted, but what he didn't predict was their most recent post.

"This show would not have been possible without MC. Thank you for making such a great story and great art to go along with it!"

Levi reads the caption once, twice, thrice and is speechless. The photo for this post is none other than his MC standing with a hand drawn piece of the protagonist. He can even see their signature in the corner when he zooms in! He knew that they liked to draw, but he never thought they would make an anime.

Without thinking, Levi gets up and begins to run to MC's room. He needs to know that this isn't some sort of elaborate prank that MC and Satan brewed up to make him like a normie more.

The door to MC's room busts open, "MC!" The room is completely dark except for the light shining in through the doorway.

"Levi...? Is that you? Is something wrong?" MC's voice is soft and laced with sleep. If this were any other time, Levi would have screamed over their cuteness, but today he had a mission. He immediately marches up to the half asleep MC and promptly shoves his phone in their face.

"Did you make 'I Went to Hell For a Weekend and Got Stuck in a Love Heptagon with Seven Incubi'?" MC sits up and squints as their eyes adjust to the blinding screen and look at the post.

"Um... yeah. That's me isn't it?" Silence takes over the room, before Levi begins to scream.

"WAHHHHH! MC, why didn't you tell me!" Thankfully with the phone only being pointed at MC, they can't see the blush spreading across his face.

"Well, I didn't want you to treat me differently because I make anime." Laying back down as they speak, MC tucks a pillow under their head and looks up to where they guess Leviathan's face is. "Besides, I thought it was really cute how you were fanboying, and I didn't want you to stop because you knew you were in the presence of the creator." A small smile makes it's way on to MC's face as Levi feels his own get hotter.

Now covering his face, Levi quickly makes his way to the door while muttering, "You can't just say things like that..." As he begins to close the door, he pauses and opens it up again while looking back, "Can you tell me more about your show tomorrow, MC?" His voice sounds small compared to his previous scream.

"Of course Levi. We can talk for as long as you like."

[askthehiddencaste]

not so important news

hey just giving everyone a general update! This is the warning, i have a lot under the cut (for just my normal typing) so ive shortened it for convenience the TLDR: 1)trainings over for new job and ill be able to post more. 2)SORRY RP BUDDIES IM COMIN!! 3)tannos and heilel wrigglingdays are coming up end of oct/beg nov and shuskas is in dec. 4)the bonfire events i host for the library may be getting a side blog just to make the yearly events easier

ill be back to my regular shitposting for the most part now that the training with my new job is done. im going to be working overnights so ill post a lot more during either the EEEEEAAAAARRRRRLLLLYYY morning or closer to dark (central time) just because thats going to be the time im going to be awake lol yay graveyard shift

i want to apologize for not warning my rp partners that i wouldnt be replying for a while! I know i still owe @memurfevur 2, @laughingdarkdreams , @mageofspacemultiverse , @unothodox-hive-of-misfits , @dissident-capricous , @stuckstucktrolls , and @pixelgamer07 replies currently (this is counting both the sfw and nsfw blogs) if you do not see your tag on here and i owe you an rp reply, please give me a poke and a link and ill get to you asap!!!

ive got a couple of fun things planned out for the blog in the coming months, including a samhain bonfire to celebrate Tannos's wriggling day from the 31st-nov1 (which is when Samhain/the fall harvest is typically celebrated IRL) and a separate 'alternia drop day' for Heilel on Nov 2nd (Dio de Muertos((mini note thats also my birthday ^^))) just in case anyone wants to pester them on their days. From there the next day will be for Shuska on Yule(dec 21) to celebrate her wriggling day with another bonfire event and give everyone holiday gifts just for the season

the bonfire events will each have their own posts a little closer to the time and while they wont be as excitable as the YULE BALL that goes around every year, im hoping to see more people come through and just have fun with the RP experience ^^ im thinking about making a side blog to poke the bonfires onto just for ease of function/ finding as a 'setting' location for people to pop their holiday art/ drabbles/ etc into thats not as fancy / a little more comfortable to those who are new to the ftc or dont have as much experience with the larger event 'parties'

If youve made it all the way to the bottom and actually read this reply with a spider for spooky month lol

in all seriousness though i do appreciate everyones patience with me especially with the past few months and sticking around and being my friends. i love yall <> ~Kanny

[troubatrain]

i’d lie - m. tkachuk

a/n: this was the very first like super long fic i’d written for my own blog and tbh i still love it so i hope you guys do too :)

September 2019

The first time you met Matthew Tkachuk, you were running back to your apartment, mountain of textbooks in your hand. You’d run into a firm chest while trying to text your roommates back about dinner plans, your books knocking all over the floor. You apologized profusely, feeling awful for running into someone because you couldn’t get your head out of your phone. The stranger, who later introduced himself as Matthew, assured you it was fine and helped you pick up your books. You introduced yourself to him, thanking him for the help and making a light joke about how you weren’t paying attention. The two of you went your separate ways, but your mind wandered about the blue eyed stranger you’d run into that day.

The second time was definitely just a coincidence, and you were sure of that. You were grabbing a quick coffee before class, something you were in dire need of after your roommates came home well past midnight from a night out while you decided to stay in and study. You were waiting for your drink when you heard your name called from behind you. You turn around and meet Matthew’s eyes, laughing about how’d you run into each other just a couple of days later. The two of you made small talk, you explaining that you were just headed to class and him explaining he was grabbing an after practice coffee. When you asked him what sport he played, he looked at you in shock and laughed, explaining that he played for the Flames, you reluctantly admitted that you didn’t follow hockey much anymore, being just too busy. Your conversation ended quickly when you realized you had to run to class, telling Matthew you’d see him around even though you were sure you probably never would.

The third time was starting to feel like the universe was telling you something. You’d gone out with your roommates, celebrating a successful end to the fall semester. You were going to grab another drink when you felt someone grab your arm, when you turned around, ready to tell this guy to lay off, you’re met with a familiar pair of blue eyes. Matthew cracked a joke about how you’d seen him more times in the past week or so than his family and offered to buy you a drink. You took it, standing at the bar and talking to him for the rest of the night. You talked about school, your major, and your roommates. He told you about playing for the Flames, and how much he loved being in Calgary. When his teammates walked over to the two of you, chirping Matthew about talking to you, and when you roasted his teammate right back, Matthew told you that he was positive he was going to have a new best friend.

Matthew wasn’t kidding, finally getting your number at the bar that night and never leaving you since. It was slow, he started by inviting you out with his teammates after games, the boys becoming a permanent part of your life. Then you went to your first Flames game, in which Matthew scored twice and made you promise to never miss a home game after. After that, you were complaining about how loud your roommates could be when you really needed to get some work done, so Matthew gave you a key to his place so you could go there even if he was away. Matthew would send take out to your apartment if you’d had a particularly bad day or you would go over to his and cook for the both of you. He’d been there to help you study for finals, even though he didn’t have a clue about what you were talking about. You’d been there when the Flames got knocked out of the first round of the playoffs, holding Matthew while he ranted and raved about the game and how badly he wished they’d won. You went out to dinner with his parents when they came to town, you’d even made a trip to St. Louis over the summer. From an outsider’s perspective, and from the perspective of every person in your life, it seemed like you two were dating, but you felt like that ship had sailed and if it was going to happen it would’ve already.

You shake the memories of your friendship with Matthew out of your head as you turn the key to his apartment, sneaking in with the obnoxious decorations you’d bought. Yesterday, Matthew called you to let you know his contract was almost done and that he’d be back to Calgary for training camp the next day. You were excited, the contract debacle taking up more stress in your life than you’d liked. You’d sent the stuff down on his kitchen island, tying the red balloons you’d bought to one of the chairs and setting out the cake you’d bought that just says, “Congrats on getting PAID.” You hear the door creak open, and Matthew set his bag down by the door.

“Oh this is something,” Matthew chuckles, laughing at the small celebration you’d put together.

“Thought I’d welcome you back,” You laugh as he runs over to pull you into a hug.

“I really don’t deserve you,” He says, “Is that cake?”

“It is,” You smile, walking into the kitchen and pulling the groceries you’d bought to cook the both of you some dinner, “and dinner.”

“I really really don’t deserve you,” Matthew repeats, always appreciative of things you did to take care of him. Not that you minded it at all, the access to the quiet of Matthew’s apartment was enough to justify a few dinners, let alone when the two of you went out and Matthew insisted on paying the bill. While you never felt like you owed him anything, it definitely made you feel less guilty when you were doing something for him - even if it is just stopping him from eating out every night.

“You don’t, I know,” You joke, hip bumping him out of your way so you could grab a cutting board from his cabinet.

Matthew was over to the seats on the island, sitting in the one you’d decorated, “You’re going to be at our first home game right?”

“Of course, I planned my entire day around it,” You admit, knowing you’d made a silly promise to Matthew that you’d never miss a home game, “Why? Worried you’re going to bomb without me there?”

“I mean, yeah. I just-” Matthew starts, sighing, “After waiting for this deal and stuff I don’t want anyone to think it was a mistake.”

You didn’t realize your joke had actually struck a nerve. When you first became friends you didn’t think Matthew doubted his play or himself ever. He had a blind confidence, and he never let a mistake take over his whole game. It was something you actually admired, wondering if you could ever be that confident in yourself. But, when the Flames lost in the first round of the playoffs, and you’d gone to his place after the game, Matthew turned into a sad shell of a man in front of your eyes. That night you realized how much actually got to him, and while he listed off the mistakes he made in the series you’re heart broke with every word he said. The Canadian media wasn’t always easy, and it really bothered Matthew more than you think he even knew.

You turn around from the stove, “There’s not one person who doesn’t think you deserve your contract, and if they don’t I’ll personally tell them to fuck off.”

Matthew laughs, and your heart skips a beat, “I think I can do without you trying to fight anyone.” “Why? I’m absolutely terrifying,” You joke, your small frame wasn’t scary at all, but you weren’t about to let that stop you.

“You know what? You’re right,” Matthew says sarcastically.

“In all seriousness,” You start walking around the island to wrap your arms around Matthew’s shoulders, “I’ll always be proud of you.” Matthew tucks his head into your arms muttering a low thank you. The two of you spent the night together, catching up on your summers over the dinner you made. He told you about the trips he’d gone on, and his summer antics. You’d gone on about the vacation’s you’d gone on, and the time you spent with your family.

October 2019

You walked arm and arm with Brittney, Sean’s girlfriend, into the Saddledome for the Flames home opener. It was Saturday night, and you knew with the Kings coming to town on Tuesday the boys would definitely be celebrating their first win of the season if they came out on top tonight. You were excited, hoping they’d be able turn it around before it became a losing streak. You head up to your usual seats, walking into the family boxes with Brittany, all of the team’s significant others and families out for the first home game of the season. After finally grabbing a drink and sitting down you look down at the nice, spotting Matthew’s mop of hair buzzing around the ice.

“So anything change over the summer?” Brittany asks when she sees you looking at Matthew on the ice, a curious look on her face.

“Still best friends,” You say, shaking your head at her comment. You’d heard it a million times, about how Matthew needed to have you at his games, sitting with the rest of the team’s families or how you were always at his place or vice-versa but you assured everyone who asked that you were just friends - because you were.

“Okay but you can be best friends and date, you guys know that right?” Brittany says, trying to make you see it from her point of view.

“Britt, I really mean it, we’re just friends,” You shrug, not really in the mood to continue defending yourself. You ignore the knowing look she gives you, already knowing that her usual comeback would be asking you why you’re getting so defensive.

By the time the third period rolled around, the Flames were up 3-0 and you were sure this was going to end as a win. When the period was finally over, you headed down to the locker with Brittany to wait for Matthew to head out. 

He barreled out of the locker room, scanning the room to find you, running over and hugging you tightly, “We wonnn.”

You knew he was running on an adrenaline rush that he only ever got out of winning, “You did, are we going out tonight?”

“We are Y/N, Chucky can stay home,” You hear Sam Bennett’s voice behind you.

“Sam, what makes you assume I want to spend time with you?” You quip back before Matthew even has a chance to defend himself.

“You guys are really meant to be, you’re both cold as hell,” Sam says, shaking his head at the two of you.

You ignore Sam’s comment, turning to Matthew, “Ready to go?”

Matthew nods, leading the way to his car in the parking garage at the arena. You both slide in, you immediately grab his phone to change the music.

“You know it’s my car,” He says, already knowing you controlled the music in every car ride you took, despite who was driving.

“You know I don’t care,” You say back immediately, “Do you want to drop off your car?”

“No, you drink, I’ll just have a beer,” Matthew says, never wanting to let himself get too drunk if you were going to, afraid something might happen to you.

“But you guys won-” You start to protest only to be immediately cut off.

“But you had class all week, and don’t think I didn’t hear you stress crying after I went to bed the other night,” Matthew says, immediately shutting you up. You had a long week, and the idea of getting to go out with the safety net of Matthew taking care of you didn’t sound terrible.

“Fine, you win,” You say as you pull up to the bar you were meeting the rest of the team at. You walked in, immediately spotting Brittany and Sean from afar, walking over them wrapping Brittany in a hug.

“I’m really happy you guys are all back in town,” You say, still a little tipsy from the drinking you’d done at the game.

“Happy to see all of us, or just Chucky,” Sean says, giving you a look.

“Enough with that,” You snap, already having heard it from his girlfriend.

“Enough with what?” Matthew says, stepping behind you placing a drink in your hand.

“Nothing, Sean’s being a moron,” You say, leaning into his chest when he places a protective arm across your chest.

The rest of the night was an eventful one to say the least. You’d danced with the girls, Sam made you take more shots than a person should, and it was safe to say you were drunk to say the least. You finally walk back over to the table that Matthew was sitting at, talking to Noah.

“Matty, can you grab me another drink?” You ask, trying to convince him so you didn’t have to. You knew it wouldn’t take much and he nods and takes your empty glass without a second thought. 

Once Matthew was out of earshot, Noah turns to you, “You’ve really got him wrapped your finger.”

“Noah -” You start to defend yourself again.

“Don’t Noah me,” Noah immediately cuts you off, “Admit it, you have to see what everyone else sees.”

“You know what? I do and yes, it confuses the shit out of me but Noah, I like Matthew, a lot, but I don’t think he feels the same way about me,” Your drunken confession slips, your hand immediately covering your mouth that you actually admitted it.

Noah looks at you, eyes wide in surprise, “Oh my god, I was right?”

You start to give him a lecture about prying into your business before he cuts you off, “Your secret’s safe with me.”

You smile, “Thanks Noah.”

Matthew comes back and hands you a water despite you asking him for another drink, you roll your eyes, knowing he’s just decided to cut you off before you got messy.

“Ready to go?” You ask, sipping the water.

“Whenever you are, are you going home or staying by me?” Matthew asks and you notice Noah shaking his head at the two of you.

“Home, I need to spend my Sunday studying,” You say, leaning back into Matthew from the barstool you were sitting on.

Matthew nods, grabbing your hand and walking you back out to his car, opening the door for you to slide in. The drive back to your place was short, and you wished it was longer, admiring how the streetlights made Matthew look incredibly handsome. You knew the small crush that you’d been haboring since you met him only made it’s special guest appearance after you’d been drinking, and you were going to let it take over even just for the night. When Matthew stops in front of your building, he tosses his car into park so he can walk you to your door, even though you always insist nothing awful will probably happen to you between then and the minute elevator ride up to your floor. 

When you step in front of your door you wrap your arms around Matthew’s waist, tucking your head into his chest, “Thank you for always taking care of me.”

You feel him place a small kiss on your head, something he did often, “Anytime, get some sleep okay?”

You nod, “Text me when you’re home Matthew,” You say, using his full name to make yourself sound more serious. He laughs and heads back to the elevator while you walk into your apartment, walking into your bedroom and slipping one of Matthew’s old London Knights shirts on, passing out immediately.

November 2019

With November came an enormous amount of stress, the Flames weren’t playing up to their usual standards, losing five games on the road. Matthew was grouchy to say the least, you were always trying to cheer him up but there was only so much you could do while he was gone. You weren’t in the best mood either, the stress from school starting to build up. You’d spent more nights crying from stress in the comfort of Matthew’s empty apartment more than you’d admit to anyone, never quite feeling like you could catch up with all of your work. Which is why you were sitting on Matthew’s couch, head in your hands while you tried to finish the paper you had due at midnight when you hear him finally come home from his road trip, dropping his bag at the door with a bang, causing you to jump.

“Oh, I didn’t know you were here,” Matthew says, in a harsher tone he usually used. You could tell the losing streak was starting to get to him, his shoulders were tight, and the bags under his eyes were prominent.

“Do you not want me to be?” You say, while Matthew never complained when you were at his place, you did understand if he wanted to be alone.

“No you’re fine,” He says, “Are you going to come to my game tomorrow?” Your heart sunk, you wanted to, but you couldn’t justify spending a night at the Saddledome watching him play when you had so much work to finish before the chaos of finals started. You look at his sad eyes, afraid you might upset him if you said no.

“Matty, I have so much work I have to do, I don’t think I can,” You say, closing your eyes as if that would lessen the blow, you open one, seeing Matthew’s face crushed in front of you.

“It’s fine,” He says, the words not sounding like anything was okay at all, “We’ll just lose - again.”

“Don’t put that on me,” You defend, not wanting to feel guiltier than you are, “You miss shit in my life all the time because you’re gone.”

You regretted the words as soon as you said it. It didn’t matter if Matthew was there or not, anything important in your life, he made sure you knew he was proud of you. If it wasn’t a flood of texts, it was a bouquet of flowers to your door. He made sure you never felt like he forgot about you while he was gone, and you knew you were just acting out.

You hear Matthew sigh, a sign he was trying to keep his temper in check, “Maybe you should just go.” “I will,” You say, gathering your things and heading towards the door, turning back to him one more time, “For the record, you’ll be fine whether or not I’m there or not.”

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You didn’t sleep that night - at all. Your mind replayed that stupid little argument you had gotten into with Matthew. You’d never actually fought with him, sure you bickered, but as soon as you’d call him out on his shit, he would let it go and that would be it. He looked so hurt by your words, and you knew you owed him an apology. You tried calling, texting, you even sent him an email, but he was ignoring you and you knew it. 

You lay on your bed, typing a paper for one of your classes while watching the Flames game, the Flames down against the Avs 3-2. You watched as Matthew got sent to the box, for the third time that evening, finally breaking his stick when he sat down. You knew he was frustrated, and you couldn’t help but feel like you might have had something to do with it. You turn the game off with five minutes left, not wanting to see Matthew’s face after they lost their sixth game in a row. You finally finish your paper, setting your laptop down and getting ready for bed. You slip into bed, ready to finally try and get some sleep when you hear Matthew’s voice from your living room, your roommate telling him that you were in bed. 

He opens your bedroom door, poking his head through, “Can I come in?”

You nod, watching as he steps into your room, still in his gameday suit. He lays down, immediately putting his head into your lap, while your hands move to play with his curls.

“I’m sorry,” You whisper, not wanting to break the silence in your room.

“You don’t need to be,” He says, “You were right - you always are.”

“Not always,” You smile, watching as his eyes close under your touch, “Do you want to stay here? We can watch a movie - whatever you want.” Matthew smiles and you knew you’d said the right thing, knowing that after a bad game it’s better to distract him until he finally opens up, “Can I have sweats?”

“Open my top drawer,” You say, “It’s mostly your clothes anyways.”

Matthew laughs, opening the dresser and realizing how many pairs of sweatpants and hoodies you’d actually stolen from him. It wasn’t your fault he has the comfiest hoodies known to man, and that he always offered them to you when it got cold. He steps into your bathroom to change, coming back out and climbing into your bed, pulling you closer to him so you could snuggle into his chest, grabbing your remote and throwing on a movie on Netlifx.

You don’t remember falling asleep, but somewhere halfway through the movie you finally knocked out for the first time in two days, wrapped up in Matthew’s arms. The two of you blocking out the noise from the outside world.

December 2019

With December comes the craziness of finals, but you weren’t about to let it stop you from celebrating Matthew’s birthday in the most ridiculous way you could think of. You’d set up a full on surprise party, using Noah as your partner in crime. The Flames were lucky enough to have a Sunday off, allowing you to have Noah keep Matthew out of his apartment all day so you could decorate. You went all out with decorations and invited everyone you knew was important to him - even having some of his friends from St. Louis fly up for the occasion. 

“I can’t believe you’re doing all of this for someone you’re not even dating,” You hear Brittany say, handing you the other half of the Happy Birthday banner you’d bought. 

“He literally flew me out to St. Louis over the summer for my birthday,” You say, “I think the least I could do is throw a party.”

Brittany shakes her head at you, distracted by Sean carrying in drinks before she could make a comment about how you spent your birthday with Matthew and his family. You greeted all of the guests as they arrived, waiting for Noah’s text that him and Matthew were on their way. Once you got the text, you had everyone hide out, shutting off all of the lights. You hear them come up the hallway, opening the door to Matthew’s place. You all jump out and yell surprise, promptly scaring the birthday boy. He smiles at you, knowing you were the only person who wanted to make a big deal out his birthday in the first place.

“Thank you,” He says, stepping over to you after he greets everyone at the party.

“How did you know it was me?” You joke, “It could’ve been Sam.”

“Because when I told you I didn’t want to do anything for my birthday, you proceeded to tell me that’s fine,” Matthew says, “and I know you were lying.”

You laugh, he was always able to tell whether or not you were lying from your body language alone. It made it easier to just tell him how you were feeling, even if you didn’t want to.

The party was dwindling down by the time you saw Matthew again, his body swaying indicating that he was definitely drunk. You laugh, getting the last groups of guests to head out so you could clean up and get Matthew to bed.

Once you shut the door, pushing Sam and Noah out while they made jokes about you and Matthew walking down the hallway, you turn around to see Matthew grabbing himself a water.

“Alright birthday boy, let’s get you to bed,” you say, trying to move his much larger frame into his bedroom. You’d only ever had to do it once before, a night out after the Flames clinched their playoff spot last season that ended in Matthew puking outside of the bar, and you were sore from trying to haul him to bed.

“Will you stay?” He says when you finally get him to sit on his bed.

“I mean, I planned on it,” you say, gesturing to your bag that was in it’s usual spot in his guest room.

“No in here,” He argues back, crossing his arms like a child. You knew you shouldn’t give in, and you knew climbing into bed with him was only going to make that small crush worse, the crush already growing from the last time you’d slept in the same bed as him. 

You sigh, walking over to his dresser to grab him some clothes, tossing them over to him, “I’m just going to go change.”

You walk across the hall to his guest room, slipping out of the jeans you’d been wearing and throwing on a pair of shorts and one of Matthew’s t-shirts. You tossed your hair in a bun, opening the door to Matthew’s room, seeing him in bed waiting for you. You smile, sliding into bed and cuddling yourself into Matthew’s chest as soon as you laid down.

“Thank you for the party,” Matthew whispers, hands twirling the ends of your hair.

“I told you, it wasn’t me,” You joke, finally letting sleep take over you.

January 2020

When Matthew got voted into the All Star Game, you made sure to tell him an obnoxious amount of time. You also insisted on blaring “All Star” by Smash Mouth in his apartment for an entire week before he told you he was going to take his spare key back if you didn’t stop. What you didn’t expect, was for him to insist you at least came for the actual weekend of the game. But once you found out that Brady was also playing in the game, you decided you should probably make the trip down.

You arrived Friday morning, Matthew making some time in the craziness of the weekend to pick you up from the airport, having you stay with him at his parent’s house. You arrive in the mass chaos of the Tkachuk household, his mom scrambling to get everything ready for the party they planned on having after the game on Saturday. You set your bag down, immediately running into the kitchen to see Brady and Taryn.

“Matt, you can leave now,” Brady says, wrapping you in a tight hug, “We’d much rather have Y/N here.” You laugh, missing the dynamic of seeing Matthew around his family. He was always more relaxed when he was with his family, even though he’d never admit that he actually did miss them during the season.

“Brady she’s my best friend,” Matthew says, grabbing your hand and pulling you into his chest.

“To be fair, I like Taryn more than both of you,” You mutter between the bickering boys.

You spend your Friday running around with Matthew’s mom, helping her with the party as much as you could. You enjoyed your time with her, knowing that it made Matthew happy to see how much his parents like having you around. Friday and Saturday seem like a blur, the craziness of the All Star Game taking over. You spent most of the time with Taryn and the rest of Matthew’s family that came to town, many of whom you’d met the last time the Sens came into town. You finally arrive back at the Tkachuk’s Matthew riding the high from winning the actual game.

Once the party was in full swing you were dragged around the house by Matthew, introducing you to players he’s played with in the past. You had a long conversation with Mitch Marner, who you found out Matthew actually played with when he played for the London Knights. You spent the night of some of the best athletes in the world and you couldn’t help but wonder why Matthew kept you around when he kept company like his friends who played around the league.

You step in Matthew’s bedroom, trying to take a moment for yourself. You look in the mirror, and sigh, just not sure of why you were there in the first place. It didn’t happen much anymore, but every once in a while the thoughts of not being good enough found themselves creeping in your mind. You couldn’t help it, as your hands started to shake, you heard the door open and Matthew step into his room.

“You alright?” He asks, sitting on the edge of his bed.

“Why are you friends with me?” You ask harshly.

“What’s this about Y/N?” He asks, confused at your tone.

“I mean, you just, all of the people in your life are these accomplished athletes and are insanely good at what they do, and for some reason you choose to spend all of your time with someone who cries every time they get too stressed out,” You rant out, worried about how Matthew would react to what you were saying. You’d never let him in on this part of you, the part that’s doubtful and scared that one mistake could ruin everything you’ve ever worked for.

You feel Matthew grab your hand, pulling you down to sit on the bed. He kneels in front of you, wiping away the stray tear that had fallen, “I don’t want to spend my time with anyone besides you, please don’t ever think differently. You’re funny and smart and you care about every person in your life even if they don’t deserve it. You’re my best friend, and I don’t want you to feel like this ever.” You smile, trying to hide the butterflies you feel in your stomach when Matthew’s thumb grazes your cheeks to try and calm you down.

“Do you want to stay in here and hangout for the rest of the night, just the two of us?” Matthew whispers, not wanting to break the comfortable silence between you two.

You nod, climbing into his bed and waiting for him to join you, putting on a movie and pulling you into his arms. You knew there was a giant party going on outside of those four walls of Matthew’s childhood bedroom, but nothing could be better than laying in his arms just the two of you.

February 2020

After the All Star Game, you threw yourself into your schoolwork knowing Matthew was headed on a two week road trip. You’d spent the two weeks catching up on an enormous amount of work, so you wouldn’t have to worry about it once Matthew finally got back to Calgary. You were grabbing a coffee before your class, when your phone rang in your pocket - Matthew’s caller ID appearing on the screen.

“Helllllo,” You answer, excited to hear his voice - even if it was just over the phone.

“Hey, do you have plans for Valentine’s Day?” He asks.

“I do not,” you say, knowing for a fact Matthew knew you didn’t.

“We have this Flames gala thing and I was wondering if you wanted to come with me?” He asks, and you can hear Johnny and Sam chirping him in the background.

“Matthew, that’s in like two days!” You say, scolding him for not asking you sooner so you could find a dress.

“I know, I just kind of forgot about asking you, I told the team I was taking you though,” He defends, knowing he said he was bringing a date before he even bothered to ask you.

“Yes I will go, but please remember to give me some WARNING next time,” You sigh into the phone, “Now if you’ll let me go, I need to go find a dress.”

“I keep an extra card in my nightstand, use it,” Matthew says, “And before you say no, consider it a gift for not killing me for telling you last minute.”

Initially you laugh, knowing Matthew kept an extra debit card in his apartment because he lost his more frequently than a normal person should, but once his words settled in you began the usual protest you gave him when it came to money, “Matthew…” you start, ready to explain to him that you don’t need him spending ridiculous amounts of money on you.

“Y/N, just take it,” He says, “I’m really too tired for this one.”

You sigh, “Fine, but this is the last time.” “Whatever you say, I’ll tell Brittany to make sure you use it,” He says, and you knew he wasn’t kidding, “Bye.”

You mutter a goodbye back, texting Brittany that you were in dire need of an emergency shopping experience before the Gala on Friday. She laughed when you called, already having received a text from Matthew to make sure that she made you use his card.

The night of the gala you head to Matthew’s, carrying your dress and all of the things you knew you would need to get ready, tossing them in his guest room when you arrive. You head into the bathroom, promptly starting with your makeup when you heard him get in from the rink, yelling about how he was going to shower and heading into his room. You finally set your hair into loose curls and start to step into your dress. The off the shoulder black dress stopped right above your knees and fit you like a glove. Brittany didn’t even tell you how much is cost, grabbing it and paying for it on Matthew’s card before you could even look. But, the way it made you feel outweighed the guilt you felt. You slip on the nude heels you chose to wear, and call Matthew in to help clasp your necklace.

“Wow,” He says, stepping behind you, fastening the necklace to your neck, “You look beautiful.”

“Thanks Matty,” You say, turning out to take in the suit he was wearing. When you told him you decided to get something black, he was excited having had a dark maroon suit in his closet he wanted to wear, “You look alright I guess.” “I look alright?” He asks, lightly tickling at your sides, “You’re such a brat.”

You laugh, “You look super handsome, happy?”

He nods, grabbing your hand and leading you out to his car. The Gala was in full swing when you arrived, the room filled with his teammates, fans, and other important people in the city.

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me,” You hear Noah’s voice behind you while Matthew was over having a conversation with one of the team’s trainers who was at the event.

“What Noah?” You ask, ready for the comment about Matthew taking you as his date.

“You look like that and Chucky still won’t lock you down? He’s really dumber than I thought,” Noah says, gesturing to you.

“Don’t you have a date you should be complimenting?” You say back, knowing Noah had brought some girl to the event, even though they were never around long.

“Not one that looks as good as you,” Noah says, “So, still got that little crush.”

“Yes and I’m done talking about it,” You say, watching Noah’s hands go up in defeat as Matthew steps behind you.

“Do you want to dance?” Matthew asks, ignoring the face Noah was giving him for being so gentle with you.

You nod, grabbing his hand and following him out to the dancefloor. You place your arms around his neck while his move to your hips, swaying to the music. You look behind you, seeing Noah smirking at the two of you while dancing with his own date. You throw up your middle finger, not letting Matthew notice. The two of you spend the night with each other, dancing and having Matthew introduce you to a lot of people who were working in the front office with the team that you’d never met before. You couldn’t help but feel like something was changing between the two of you, especially when he kept his hand on your lower back while walking through the gala, or his hand gently stroking your thigh while you guys sat at your table.

March 2020

You never talked about how you spent your Valentine’s Day romantically slow dancing with your best friend at a Gala his team was throwing after that night. You couldn’t tell if thing’s had actually changed between the two of you, or if it was a result of the romantic atmosphere. Thing’s with Matthew had returned back to the normal routine, with the Flames in the middle of their playoff push, Matthew was around less, spending more and more time at the rink. You understood, taking the time to spend some time with your friends that weren’t him.

You finally both had a day off, deciding that you’d head over to his place to cook the both of you dinner. You arrive at his place before he does, placing your bags down and getting straight to cooking. You hear him come in, humming at the smells of the food.

“Hey stranger,” He says, joking about the fact that you haven’t been spending as much time together as you usually did.

“Oh please, you talked to me about your practice today on the phone for an hour, you’re hardly starved for attention,” You say, calling him out for being dramatic.

“I need all of your attention or I might actually die,” He says, wrapping you in a hug, “So what’s been up with you?” “Same old same old, this guy from my class asked me out on a date, I haven’t told him yes or no,” You shrug, moving back to cooking dinner.

“No,” He says, instantly, and you turn off the oven, turning around to face him.

“No?” You ask.

“I mean- uh- fuck,” He stutters, “You can’t go on a date with that guy I’m sure you’re too good for him.”

You roll your eyes, crossing your arms, “Matthew I know you live in a world where you don’t want me to get hurt, but I can’t not date because you don’t want me to.”

“I know, I just-” He starts before you cut him off.

“You what Matthew? Give me one damn good reason why I shouldn’t go out with this guy,” You snap back.

“Because I want you to date me,” He says quietly, “I wanted this to be better, you deserve it to be perfect, but I love you so much, and I can’t keep denying it any longer. I love when you spend all of your time here because I love spending time with you. I love that you get along with my teammates, and my family. I love when you get dressed up to go out, because I get to walk around with the most beautiful girl in the world under my arm. I was just terrified you didn’t feel the same way and that you’d hate me. Then when we were dancing at the Gala it felt different, like you were as into me as I’m into you.”

You uncross your arms, walking around the island to stand in front of him, placing your arms around his neck, “That might have been the most romantic thing I’ve ever heard in my life.” “Really? Cause I think I could do better-” Matthew starts, but you cut him off by pressing your lips to his. His hands move to cup your face, kissing you back slowly, the two of you melt into each other like you’d been made for each other all along.

“I love you too,” You mutter against his lips, feeling him smile.

“You’re not gonna go on that date right?” He whispers, leaning his forehead against yours.

You laugh, “No, there’s only person I want taking me out on a date,” you joke, placing another kiss to his lips.

“Sounds like a lucky guy,” Matthew jokes back, kissing you again, solidifying how truly right it feels to finally be together.

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Follower Recs

Stories I haven’t read yet, but clearly need to put on my ever-expanding List.

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Welcome back queen [Thank you, it’s so lovely to be back!] if ur still doing follower recs I gotta recommend I would wait for a thousand years by bleuett it’s soooooooo good

[This one was actually recced to me by two different people, the other of whom said, “ Maybe I'm crying a little so I feel like a should recommend ‘I would wait for a thousand years’ by bleuett on ao3.”]... it’s def. on my List!

I would wait for a thousand years

by bleuett (T, 10k, wangxian)

Summary:  During the worst of winter, a traveler comes to stay at Lan Wangji's inn. He wears a red ribbon in his hair.

“Do you see the rabbit?” Wei Ying asks and points at the moon. “That’s the moon rabbit, he helps make Chang’e more immortality elixir. He keeps Chang’e company.”

“I do not wish the rabbit for company,” Lan Wangji says tightly. “You are the one I want by my side.”

“And I’m here, Lan Zhan. If you go to the moon, I’ll follow you, I’ll always be here now.”

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I just read a great fic by aisthuu "every love story is a ghost story", didn't see it in your recs so wanted to recommend it! LWJ is a guqin composer and teacher, buys a cheap guqin off eBay which ends up being attached to WWX's spirit from canon era. It's bittersweet, LWJ deals with Lan's homophobia (implicit in a Lan way) and his feelings towards the ghost. This is author's only ao3 fic and honestly I don't remember how I stumbled upon it, but I'm happy I did and hope you will enjoy it too!  [I’ve recently read this one, and loved it!]

every love story is a ghost story

by aisthuu (M, 59k, wangxian, my bookmark)

Summary:  The man is in Lan Zhan’s bed. Did they—he begins to wonder, eyes trailing to where the man’s body lies under the blanket. Had Lan Zhan—?

Then the sleep-fog clears and Lan Zhan realizes that the young man isn’t quite opaque around the edges.

“You’re a spirit.”

The spirit narrows its eyes. “I’m so much more than that.”

(Lan Zhan buys a guqin off eBay for a suspiciously low price, only to find that it’s haunted. And now there’s a ghost in his bed.)

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Ok so I absolutely have to rec "see you yesterday" by glyphic. It's a wip, but it's currently at 101k so there's a whole lot there, and it's terrible and wonderful and beautiful all at once. The way the backstory of canon events is adapted to the modern-with-cultivation setting is brilliant, and then there's the amnesia, and then there's the time loop. This fic lives permanently rent-free in my brain.

see you yesterday

by glyphic (M, 101k, wangxian, WIP)

Summary:  

Wei Ying 21:09 hey lan zhan what’s the weirdest way youve died

Lan Zhan 21:11 Falling encyclopedias.

Wei Ying 21:12 omg no way that’s so rude turning books against you???

Lan Zhan 21:13 A betrayal I will never forget.

On Halloween night, an exiled demonic cultivator and a Lan disciple get stuck in a time-loop, find each other, and try to figure it all out.

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If you are looking for recs for yourself I absolutely love (the complete!) story Just as the Snow Melts by draechali on AO3. It's a canon divergence where everyone lives, even WWX! ~ @airmidcelt

Just as the Snow Melts

by draechaeli (T, 67k, wangxian)

Summary:  Like a snowy mountain top in spring the residents of the Burial Mounds trickled down the mountain and joined the flow of society.

“I went to the Burial Mounds,” Lan WangJi said.

“Ah, yeah… I’m sorry Lan Zhan,” replied Wei WuXian, “I hadn’t thought anyone would come to visit. I am still not sure how it happened; I brought A-Yuan to Yiling to play by the river and then ended up somehow teaching a bunch of children swimming and writing along with him.”

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Hello! It's come to my attention that you have not as yet read Grandmaster of Meme-onic Cultivation! Please do! It's the only thing that gave me joy during 2020 😆 like proper belly laughs and disney villain style cackling. It is a wip, and it is long but so so worth it!! The author has reworked the entire canon through these message crystals and still conveys complex characters despite the tricky format. It's just so good!! Highly highly recommend it! ❤ ~ @theladypeartree  [Oh!  I’ve been subscribed to this one, and know that @swaglexander-the-great is a reliable provider of Hilarity, so I’m excited for it to be finished!]

Grandmaster of Meme-onic Cultivation 

by Hades_the_Blingking (T, 49k, wangxian, WIP)

Summary:  The Untamed universe is exactly the same, except everybody has magical crystals that have a suspiciously familiar messaging system. The story is pretty much the same as the show, except everyone lives!! (so minor changes).

or in which Wei WuXian tries his darndest to date Lan Zhan, Jiang Cheng possibly has a aneurysm, Jin ZiXuan is still the most awkward human alive, and Xue Yang makes me write some VERY cursed things. Written in chatfic format! :3

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Chomrafy on AO3 deserves love and encouragement; she’s written a body of compact, poetic, and eloquent shortfics each of which can stand alone, but that comprise an intricately cross-referential and mostly internally-consistent universe. They’re grouped as chapters in works according to theme; for example, “in cupped hands” focuses upon Jin Ling and his second-generation baggage; “Departure in Autumn” portrays the last years of WWX’s first life. Follow the tag “Chomrafy’s MDZS shortfics.” [I don’t see this tag?]

in cupped hands

by chomrafy (G, 2k, wangxian)

Summary:  Of secrets, of futures, of love. A Jin Ling-centric collection of 200-word fics.

Ch.1: Jin Ling repays a debt (JL, JC, & WWX). Ch.2: Jin Ling and a ghost in the mirror. (JL & JYL) Ch.3: A matter of friends (JL & the other kids) Ch.4: In this house we don't keep dogs (JC & WWX) Ch.5: In the end, he remains silent (JL & uncles) Ch.6: A first night hunt, of sorts (JL & the other kids) Ch.7: Jin Ling, forgiving, forgetting (JL & LXC & JGY) Ch.8: Jiang Cheng and Jin Ling argue (JL, JC, & WWX) Ch.9: Jin Ling and his father (JL & JC) Ch.10: Jin Ling speaks up (JL, JC, & WWX) Ch.11: Jin Ling and a piece of home (JL, JC, & WWX)

Departure in Autumn

by chomrafy (not rated, 6k)

Summary:  Four perspectives. A steady march to the end.

Ch.1: Because if anything happens to them, Wen Qing would never be able to heal with these hands again. Ch.2: As long as this is still home, Jiang Yanli will wait as long as she needs to. Ch.3: Five times Jiang Cheng reaches for Wei Wuxian, one time he turns away. Ch.4: Whether the road is broad or narrow, bright or dark, they would have to keep walking. Wei Wuxian digs Wen Qing's grave.

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Hello, hope all is going well. I don't have an ask, by I do have a recommendation. I read this fic a while ago and found it again. I just wanted to recommend this for everyone. Let me know what you think please. Thank you. [Oh!  This one’s in my To Read list, but  I’d forgotten about it.  Mmmm, fox!wwx and dragon!lwj.]

Ten miles of Lotus Flowers

by Yukirin_Snow

M, 274k, wangxian

Summary:  He was a mischievous fox spirit, wreaking havoc where he went, about to depart on a journey that would span centuries.

He was a heavenly prince, a proud dragon destined to ascend the throne to become emperor.

Neither expected their paths to collide over the span of three lives.

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I forgot if it was your blog 😥 that recommended “Bestseller” (when Wei Wuxian writes the Xianxia cut-sleeve equivalent of Fifty Shades of Grey, based entirely on his experiences with Lan Wangji, he doesn’t expect it to become the next big hit) (https://archiveofourown.org/works/21528316/chapters/51318766)

But OMG IT WAS HILARIOUS!!! I LOVED IT!! And if it wasn’t your blog, I’m so sorry for how weird this sounds 😭😭😭😭 I just loved this fic so much that I have to tell it to someone 😢 [It’s on my List, but I haven’t read it yet!]

Bestseller

by pupeez4eva

M, 8k, wangxian

Summary:  He had written the book to prove a point. It was never supposed to be a big thing, and he certainly never intended for everyone — Jiang Cheng, Zewu-Jun, the Juniors, literally everyone— to be reading about his sex life.

Oh God, he definitely needed to make sure Lan Zhan didn’t find out about this.

(Or, when Wei Wuxian writes the Xianxia cut-sleeve equivalent of Fifty Shades of Grey, based entirely on his experiences with Lan Wangji, he doesn’t expect it to become the next big hit).

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I’d like to rec On Your Marks, Get Set, Bake! by @blackwiresgrowonherhead

It’s one of my absolute favorites and I laughed out loud so many times when reading it

on your marks, get set, bake!

by BlackWiresOnHerHead

G, 41k, wei wuxian & juniors

Summary:  Jin Ling resumes thumping on the door to room 721, and the small collection of freshmen starts chanting “Senior Wei! Senior Wei! Senior Wei!” with increasing volume until finally Wei Wuxian opens the door.

“Yes?” he says with his widest, most innocent eyes.

“Senior Wei!” demands Lan Jingyi, shoving himself to the front of the group. “Why didn’t you tell us you’re a contestant on this year’s season of The Great Gusu Bake Off?!?”

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Several months ago, college student Wei Wuxian secretly competed in the most popular reality show in the country. The show starts airing in the fall. The freshmen in his dorm collectively lose their minds.

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If you're in the mood for v. short ridiculous fun fic, may I suggest My chain hits my chest/When I'm bangin' on the radio by x_los It's 2k modern cultivators AU, featuring WWX calling LWJ's sword Bitchin' [omg I’m laughing so hard] and I think it's more fun going in blind?

My chain hits my chest/When I'm bangin' on the radio

by x_los

T, 2k, wangxian

Summary:  Lan Wangji finds he doesn't even need to call for help for Wei Wuxian to come running.

[muilkyu]

Cooking With Treasure

Genre:Fluff

Word Count: 1k (1490)

Warnings: None (as usual pure fluff)

This was requested a million years ago lol.

🐷 Hyunsuk

"The website says 4 eggs. Do we have eggs at home?" 

"We have a full carton of eggs." 

Hyunsuk checks the item off the list moving to the next, "It says we need breadcrumbs." 

"Plain or seasoned? Wait just breadcrumbs or panko specifically?" 

Hyunsuk is thrown off guard by the question he looks up from his phone head tilted, "There are different types?"

"Yes, there is. They all taste different too." 

"I officially give up. Here you take the list, I'm just gonna follow your lead."

Hyunsuk is actually pretty good a cooking 

So he agrees almost immediately to cook with you

Rather cook than eat out anyways 

Whenever you ask to cook with him he gets really excited asking if you need to run to the store or not

🐼 Jihoon

“More pepper in mine please?” you request. 

Wordlessly Jihoon pours a little more pepper into the egg mixture, “Is that enough?” 

“Yes thank you,” you chirp, turning back the strawberries for your fruit salad. “Since you don’t want a fruit salad do you want a smoothie?” 

“It’s okay you don’t have to make anything else.” 

You stop cutting to turn around, “It’s okay, it’s not much and you need more fruit in your diet.” 

“Hey, it’s too early in the morning to take jabs at me.”

You just laugh, “It is never too early to tease you. Now you know how your friends feel. Also your eggs are starting to burn.”

You are both great independent cookers

Both follow your own rhythm in the kitchen 

Loves bring a recipe to you that you can both try together 

🐯 Yoshi 

“The recipe says we need some brown sugar,” Yoshi reads from his phone.

“I have some at home. Those cookies I made a while ago needed some,” you tell him placing a carton of baking soda into the basket on his arm. 

“I never knew cookies required so many ingredients,” he says looking down at the basket that's filled to the top with ingredients. 

“Yeah, but that’s the fun part. We get to run around the kitchen trying to remember measurements and spilling flour all over the place.” 

“I have a feeling we are going to be cleaning dishes all night,” he says.

I feel like Yoshi would be fine in the kitchen 

Follows your lead though for sure 

Yoshi’s partner would totally be a baker (gut feeling idk)

Has his own apron that matches yours 

🐨 Junkyu

"Smell this and see if it's bad." 

Pushing away the bottle Junkyu is pushing towards your face you reply, "If you have to smell it to see if it's bad you shouldn't use it."

“Why do you want to cook anyways?”

You shrug crossing your arms leaning against the counter, “We always eat out. It's a nice change to our usually routine.” 

“I see, well if we want to cook anything we should head out to the market.” 

“Or we could head to my dorm because I have everything we need, but tomorrow we are going to clean out your fridge.” 

Junkyu groans, not liking the idea of cleaning, “Does it have to be tomorrow?” 

“Yes it does now come on I’m hungry.”

Junkyu doesn’t cook for himself 

All the food in his fridge is packed by his mom

Cooking with Junkyu goes south very quickly

1000% messes up measurements

You might have to start over a few times...

🐹 Mashiho

“Which plate should we use the pink ones or the green ones?” 

Turning around Mashi just shrugs, “You can choose.” 

“We’ll do the pink ones then they match the lemonade,” you decide, placing the pink plates down on the table. 

“Okay! Are you ready to eat?” he says, carefully he brings the pan over from the stove. You sit down capping your hands. “Dinner is served.” 

“Thank you so much for helping mte today.” 

Mashi shakes his head denying it all, “No thank you for letting me help you. Now let’s dig in.”

We all saw T-Map episode 34...he knows his way around the kitchen

Honesty cooking with Mashi is just full of giggles

Since you both know what you are doing no mistakes happen 

100% serves both of your plates

🦁 Jaehyuk

"How much of this?" 

"Half a cup. Stir it slowly," you instruct slowly pouring milk into the measuring cup.

He follows instructions slowly pouring in the milk, "Speed one or two?"

"One first and then two so it doesn't fly everywhere." 

Jae doesn't seem to have listened because he pushes the machine onto four. The milk goes flying everywhere, soaked all of his shirt and face. He scrambles to turn the machine off,while you just watch. 

When he gets the mixer off he looks up at you with milk and bits of flour falling from his face, "Oops."

He's excited about cooking together

Always follows instructions

Yet all seems to make mistakes 

The food still turns out amazing, but he's on cleaning duty after you finishing cooking

🤖 Asahi

"Let's just order some food." 

"That might be too expensive. We can just make something." 

"It'll take longer, we should just order." 

"There is a perfectly good kitchen right there," you point out, "Plus we shouldn't waste food."

He thinks for a bit before agreeing, "What are we gonna make?"

Asahi would rather order out than cook

You have to push him to cook

Definitely forgets to set the timer to check on the food

🦊 Yedam

"We should bake a cake." 

He looks up from his phone confused at the sudden proposal, "Tonight?" 

"Yes, I think we have all the ingredients." 

"Okay, what flavor?" 

You think for a second then reply, “Mhh, chocolate cake.”

Goes along with it

He's a little lost but he's good at following the recipe

The food always turns out fine with a few minor casualties 

🐰 Doyoung

"Let me help."

"No, I'm going to cook." 

He attempts to pick up the pasta sitting on the counter, but you slap his hand with the back of the spoon. 

"Please? I don't want you to make all of this alone." 

You glance down at the ingredients on the table, before agreeing, "You know it wouldn't hurt to have a little help."

Really wants to help you out 

He's really only in the way half the time but he really tires

You let him help out whenever he begs because you secretly like cooking with him

100% asks his mom to teach him how to cook because he wants to impress you

🐏 Haruto

"How much longer?" 

"I just put the pan on the stove." 

He plops down on the couch groaning, “Maybe we should just order some food.”

“Nope, I already started the noodles,” you reply, sitting down on the couch next to him. 

Haruto grabs a hold of you pulling you into his side, you giggle letting your head falling into his shoulder, “Thank you for cooking for us.” 

“Mh, and thank you for helping.”

Doesn’t offer to help because he is terrified of messing up your work

Always helps clean up

You always try to incorporate both of your cultures food into your cooking  

🐺 Jeongwoo

As soon as you open the door Jeongwoo is already pulling you into a hug. 

“I missed you so much.”

You slightly hug back pulling away, “You just saw me yesterday.”

Pouting he tries to pull you back into the hug. Successfully you dodge him trying to avoid letting the spoon in your hand get any sauce on you both. 

"Why are you staring at me?"

"What's behind your back?" he questions, extending his neck to look behind you. “A spoon.”

"It's nothing," you insist, trying to change the subject you push the spoon behind your back and invite him in, "Just take off your shoes and come inside." 

“Did you cook?”

You nod, “Just a little bit. I still have to make the rest of the salad and dressing though.”

“I can cut up the rest of the vegetables and you can finish up the dressing then.” He decides to slip off his shoes heading to the kitchen.

Always wants to help 

Usually clueless, but the food is never ruined 

Doesn't really care for cooking himself but finds it more exciting when it's with you

🐮 Junghwan

"Are you sure this is correct?" 

"I've done this a million times." 

“I don’t think we put enough milk,” you say looking down at the recipe. 

Junghwan stops stirring to look at the red clumpy in the bowl. “Just give it a few more minutes.”

“It’s already been 15 minutes,” you remind him. “We should add some more milk.”

"Just a few more minutes I promise it will come together."

Takes the lead

He insists what recipe you should make, but adds his own twists 

Cooking together either turns out amazing or at the end the night you end up having to order food

Thank you so much for reading!

Also this was a request from months ago I don’t even have the original request anymore.

I am trying out the ‘keep reading’ feature so my blog so it doesn’t take forever to scroll lol. I don’t know how I feel about it yet, but let’s just give it a try.

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