#there's some fluff there's some canon there's some aus

[v1si0n]

DIVINE TIMING💫

SUMMARY: you confessed to your longtime crush, donghyuck, back in high school because you figured you guys would never see each other again. you begin to question your faith in the universe when you run into him on a rainy tuesday night, and you start seeing him every day after.

GENRE: smau (some written parts), college student! hyuck x fem! reader, ????? to lovers, fluff, probably some angst but not heavy bc i’m sensitive, humor, slow(ish) burn, lowkey she fell first but he fell harder trope

WARNINGS: profanity, sexual and death jokes, mentions of reader being insecure

PLAYLIST: thinkin bout you by frank ocean, the spins by mac miller, intro (end of the world) by ariana grande, snooze (acoustic) by sza ft justin bieber , seasons by wave to earth, midnight pretenders by tomoko aran

NOTES: hi !! idk why i chose a smau to be my first post but here it is🙁❤️ this is my first au of any kind on here so i hope yall love reading it as much as i enjoy writing !!

STATUS: ongoing ;)

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profiles (1): y/n’s crew🤍

profiles (2): hyuck’s crew🖤

intro: canon event or just trauma🥸

ch. 1: night shifts and feet…pics?

ch. 2: #freeyn

ch. 3:

ch. 4:

[wangxianficfinder]

In the mood for...

June 6th

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1. your favourite top!lwj fics? thanks! <3

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2. Hi!!! For itmf I was wondering if anyone has seen fics where someone or wwx points out that lwj hasn’t shown that he likes wwx. Like he’s genuinely confused because lwj is mean.

Alternatively if you guys have anything similar to One Summer Evening by Radistears. Preferably where wwx doesn’t forgive lwj easily. I honestly want lwj to be sad :)

Thank you!!! @monojadi

Honesty is the Best Policy (Except if You're an Asshole) by piecrust (E, 22k, WangXian, Porn with Feelings, College/University) It's not a 1:1 match but might scratch the itch for #2. It features a lwj who needs to do serious groveling.

我的皇后是農民 | sowing seeds in the cold palace by sweetlolixo (E, 84k, WangXian, Imperial Palace, Emperor LWJ, Imperial Consort WWX, Farmer WWX, Angst, Romance, Wingman LJY, Wife-chasing-LWJ, Arranged Marriage, Best Boy A-Yuan)

the river and the sea by sasamelons (T, 7k, WangXian, Soulmates, Arranged Marriage, Misunderstandings, Angst with a Happy Ending, Idiots in Love, Falling In Love, Soulmate-Identifying Marks, Mutual Pining)

When the Words Stop Coming by mrcformoso (T, 7k, WangXian, Canon Compliant, POV WWX, POV LWJ, Cloud Recesses Study Arc, Pre-Sunshot Campaign, Burial Mounds Settlement Days, Canonical Character Death, Love Confessions, Rejection, LWJ is a Panicked Gay, Temporarily Unrequited Love, Trauma, WangXian Get a Happy Ending, Angst with a Happy Ending, Sad with a Happy Ending)

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3. Hii so I don't even know if books like this exist but if they do please share. What I'm looking for is books where it's wwx sending his child or children to the cloud recesses lectures. It can be Sizhui or some other child/ren that he has but yeah it's just him sending the child to the sect lectures. @thatperson0-0

The Murder of Crows by cerbykerby (M, 101k, WangXian, Slow Burn, Pining, Yiling Wei Sect AU, Everybody Lives but also not really, Canon Divergence, Canon-Typical Violence, WWX adopts kids and talks to birds for 13 years, expanded demonic cultivation skills, Angst, Fluff, Dark, but also Light, Eventual Romance, Humor, Family, Hijinks & Shenanigans, ridiculously powerful WWX, almost-enemies to almost-friends to almost-lovers then back to almost-enemies then finally to lovers, because we all know it's gonna take lives being threatened to make these two confess)

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4. Hi i have a request for intm. Do you guys have any recs for a jealous LWJ…specifically fics in which Lwj starts dating, distancing himself from wwx and wwx gets jealous but then wwx gets attention from others and Lwj gets jealous and chases wwx? Thank you!!

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5. itmf your favorite fics featuring yiling siblings dynamics specially when they are being protective and ride or die; it's also lovely when they are just being soft and intimate with each other. wangxian is always a bonus <3 the only thing i detest is chengqing ship

💖🔒 love, in fire and blood by cicer (E, 360k, wangxian, Canon Divergence, YLLZ WWX, Arranged Marriage, political scheming, Gratuitous Domesticity, Mutual Pining, EXTREME SLOWBURN, the inherent eroticism of the forehead ribbon, The Mortifying Ordeal of Being Known, neither wwx nor lwj want to be Perceived, but sorry kids! it’s gonna happen!, rated E but the the NSFW stuff doesn’t begin until chapter 19!, bottom LWJ in chapter 20 and 27)

Grave dirt by esama (T, 92k, wangxian, canon divergence, necromancy, demonic cultivation, farming, found family, pre-slash, politics, Fix-it of sorts, yilingwei sect au)

💖 do not envy the roots that hold you down by eccentrick for rianitida (T, 12k, WangXian, Reincarnation, WQ is a Lan, Canon Divergence, Emotional Hurt/Comfort)

With Surgical Precision by metisket (T, 20k, WQ & WN, WQ & WWX, WangXian, Time Travel, Families of Choice, sibling bonding through murder)

Meet you at a different place by tawaen (M, 57k, WQ & WN, WN & MXY & WQ, WQ & WWX & WN, Eventual WangXian, Ghost General WN, Ghost WQ, Canon Divergence, WQ comes back to haunt the cultivation world, Bad idea to kill the one person who didn't kill anyone, Cultivation World Critical, Not JC Friendly, Wen Remnants Deserve Better, Sīsī Deserves Better, MXY Deserves Better, POV WQ)

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6. any fics were wen qing ends up marrying one of the nie brothers? especially if it's huaisang? i read a fic where he asks permission to wei wuxian to court her (in which he awnsers that it's her choice, and if she wants itnhe will support her)

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7. any fics were wei wuxian is a good politician? or a community or sect leader, but without the resources, contacts and support from the other sects, but with the civilians

🔒 a star called sun by thelastdboy (E, 120k, wangxian, SL/XXC, JC & JYL & WWX, JYL & LWJ, WWX & WN & WQ, JYL/JZX, Canon Divergence after Xuanwu Cave, Fall of Lotus Pier, But worse!, Power Imbalance, It Gets Worse Before It Gets Better, Not Everyone Dies AU, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Canon-Typical Violence, Sunshot Campaign, Miscommunication, Heavy Angst with a Happy Ending, Slow Burn, Major Character Injury, Loss of Limbs, Chronic Illness, Seizures, WWX’s Three Months in the Burial Mounds, Wēn Remnants Live, Wēn Remnants Deserve Better, WWX Creates a Sect | Yílíng Wèi Sect, Additional Warnings In Author’s Note, Hurt/Comfort, Selectively Mute LWJ, Service Animals, Crows)

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8. itmf fics that have some sort of court and legal drama, like in kizukatana's the truth will out (when caught in video); it can be either modern or canon setting, but in a wwx vs the sects kinda of deal with some real consequences for the antagonists besides just proving wei wuxian innocent or letting him live when he proves himself useful

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9. im interested in fics with in depth and interesting characterizations for wen ruohan, wen xu and wen zhuliu, with them interacting with wwx if possible <3 thank you

Loneliness Knows My Name by Jaywalker_Holmes, Treef (T, 208k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Eventual Happy Ending, Unreliable Narrator, Hurt/Comfort, Fix-It of Sorts, mutual idiots) although it only features Wen Ruohan with Wei Wuxian.

Sunset, Sunrise by Ariana Deralte (ArianaDeralte) (T, 41k, WWX & WRH, WangXian, WIP, Time Travel Fix-It, Crack, Temporary Character Death, sorry I killed a-Yuan for a few paragraphs before the time travel, WWX is a Wen, Genius WWX, WRH gets to rewatch the series as a treat, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, in this house we acknowledge that all the sects have flaws, Implied/Referenced Sexual Assault, WWX Has ADHD, Bad Parents JFM & YZY, Implied/Referenced Suicide, Autistic LWJ) WWX, WRH, WN and WQ return to the past and WRH decides to adopt WWX to repay him for taking care of the remnants.

I'm sorry, Good bye by NHaraki (M, 35k, WWX/WRH, WIP, Jiang Family Bashing, Time Travel Fix-It, YZY Bashing) It's in Indonesian, it focuses on WWX, WRH, WC, WX. Zhulio is there too, but I think he hasn't been focused on yet. CW: Attempted suicide though. I translated it via Google Chrome and that was passable

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10. itmf the most unique time travel fics.

preferable, but not necessary: wwx focusing on himself instead shrugging his trauma and grief off, does have wwx keep using his gui dao, cultivation sect critical, not jiang sect nor jiang vheng friendly

Ad Oblivione by Baph, HikariNoHimeWriter (M, 70k, WangXian, Time Travel Fix-It, Temporary Character Death, Canon-Typical Violence, POV Multiple, Hurt/Comfort, Grief/Mourning, Identity Reveal, Golden Core Reveal, Cultivation World Critical, Not JC Friendly, Abusive YZY, Angst with a Happy Ending) Not sure about cultivation world critical, but has everything else you asked for, & definitely unique

we’re starting at the end by Miss_Enthusiasimal (M, 92k, WangXian, JC & WWX, Time Travel, Canon Divergence, Implied/Referenced Suicide, Golden Core Reveal, Burial Mounds, Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Starvation, emaciation, Cannibalism, Self-Harm, Amputation, Suicidal Thoughts, Sunshot Campaign, let JZX and WWX be friends club)

A Life Without Regrets by naqaashi (M, 74k, wangxian, JFM & WWX, JC & WWX, WRH & WWX, LXC & LWJ, LQR & LWJ, LWJ & NHS, Canon Divergence, Time Travel Fix-It, Angst and Humor, Angst with a Happy Ending, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Crack Treated Seriously, musical cultivation, Slow Burn, Pining, Rogue Cultivator WWX, Murder Husbands, PTSD, BAMF WWX, Demonic Cultivation, POV WWX, Cultivation Sect Politics, Worldbuilding, No Yīn Iron, Genius WWX, Inventor WWX, Artist WWX, Musician WWX, Night Hunts, Fate & Destiny, Bad Parent JFM & YZY, Golden Core, Cultivation Theory, Sentient Burial Mounds, Father-Son Relationship, Dysfunctional Family, Grief/Mourning, Parent-Child Relationship, Angry WWX, Pining WWX, WWX is Not Okay, No Golden Core Transfer, BAMF LWJ, Pining LWJ, POV LWJ, Angry LWJ, One-Braincell Wangxian, Love Confessions, Idiots in Love, WIP)

❤️ I Started From the Bottom/And Now I’m Rich by x_los (E, 57k, WangXian, WWX/Others, Mutual Pining, Marriage of Convenience, Arranged Marriage, No Sunshot Campaign, Fix-It, WQ Lives, Transmigration, Time Travel, Weddings, Sugar Daddy, Sugar Daddy, Black Widow, Protective Siblings, Dysfunctional Family, Family Bonding, Sugar Baby, consort, Politics, Implied/Referenced Sexual Assault, Crack Treated Seriously)

Lay my body down by tawaen (M, 48k, WWX & WQ, WWX & WN, wangxian, WWX & JYL, Canon Divergence, Time Travel, Rogue Cultivator WWX, Eventual WangXian, No Golden Core Transfer, Not Cultivation World Friendly, Canon-Typical Violence, Not JC Friendly, What if WWX saw the first siege of the burial mounds and said Nope to the war, OCs, OC point-of-view for one chapter for plot reasons)

The Darkness Before Dawn by PsycheStellata707 (M, 113k, wangxian, Angst with a Happy Ending, Time Travel Fix-It, Canon Divergence, BAMF WWX, Attempt at Humor, PTSD, Oblivious WWX, WWX-centric, Blind WWX, Sentient Burial Mounds, Everyone Lives AU, Except Those Who Deserves to Die, Oblivious Pining, Not Canon Compliant, WIP)

We'll Build A Dynasty (one the heavens can't shake) by One_eyed_God (T, 66k, WangXian, WWX & WQ, WWX & WN, WWX & JYL, canon typical Jiang family dynamics, BAMF WWX, Canon JC Characteristics, POV Outsider, Hurt/Comfort, Pre-Relationship, WWX is a Wen, Sect Leader WWX, Genius WWX, The Casual Intimacy of Hand-Holding, A Love Letter to WWX, Not JC Friendly, Time Travel Fix-It)

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11. itmf a/b/o modern au fluff fics like “insert coin now for extra fife” by TriviasFolly? thank you!!

Train Rides Change Everything by Seriana (E, 385k, WangXian, NHS/WX, JC/NMJ, JYL/LXC, WIP, A/B/O, Alpha/Omega, Non-Traditional A/B/O Dynamics, Mpreg, Abusive Jiang Family, Alpha LWJ, Omega WWX, Implied/Referenced Abuse, Slut Shaming,bFluff and Angst, Unplanned Pregnancy, Feelings,bAbusive YZY, Bad Parents JFM & YZY, Beta JC, Omega JYL, Modern, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con, Beta NHS, WC Being an Asshole, Non-Consensual Drug Use, Misunderstandings, Mating Bites, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Scenting, Scent Marking, Scents & Smells, Slow Burn, Forced Marriage, First Time, Forced Bitching, Alpha WX, Minor Character Death, Murder, Implied/Referenced Suicide, Kidnapping, drug overdose, Sexual Tension, Omega JC) It's a long one with pretty much everything - romance, comedy, drama, murder, mystery, smut, conspiracies, hurt/comfort...

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12. An ITMF request, but a specific one: has anyone done a fusion/riff on the old movie "Three Men and a Baby"? (I know there are a lot of "accidental baby acquisition" stories but I specifically mean an AU of 3MaaB)

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13. Any fics where Lan Zhan or Wei Ying turn into like an animal and then the other takes care of them, not knowing who it is (they know eachother normally, they just dont realize they are the animal)? Bonus points if before the animal thing, Lan Zhan is still acting cold to Wei Ying

🔒💖 blue-ribbon bunny by cicer (G, 15k, wangxian, modern, shapeshifting, supernatural elements, fluff & humor)

in the arms of the angel by ScarlettStorm (E, 37k, WangXian, Modern with Magic, Fox WWX, animal rescuer LWJ, Minor pining, major shenanigans, Comedy, Smut, Getting Together, Hurt/Comfort, Adhd WWX, the mortifying ordeal of getting your head stuck in a peanut butter jar, and getting subsequently rescued by your crush, there were in fact two beds, but LWJ knows what he's about, Blowjobs,bFrottages, witch rights, Scent Kink, Like a lot of scent kink, mildly telepathic sex, courtship via kittens)

🔒 and in the spring i shed my skin by wvlfqveen (T, 11k, WangXian, Modern with Magic, Professors, Shapeshifter LWJ, Not Quite Necromancer WWX, Mutual Pining, WWX being an oblivious idiot, Fluff, Love Confessions, yunmeng trio, Family Feels,bget JC therapy 2020, Kissing, Перевод на русский | Translation in Russian)

love & longing, rabbit edition. by jaws_3 (G, 18k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Animal Transformation, Mutual Pining, Fluff, two dumbass teenagers in love, First Kiss, Getting Together, Rabbit LWJ, Spanish Translation Available)

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14. heyo this is for itmf! are there any fics which go like handler/ serial killer? basically anything w wangxian being badass and/or killing people

no wips pls! they give me anxiety TT @bunnycoffeeumcat

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15. Hello, for the next ITMF, I would like to ask for fics where when no one was there with wei ying, lan zhan was. Not burial mounds wen settlement days, but uk...

Wanna read about Wei Ying going through the darkest lowest time of his life and lan zhan is there with him.....

🔒🧡 rain falls and soaks into the earth series by RoseThorne (T, 57k, WangXian, WIP, Near Death Experience, Attempt Drowning, Madam Yu Bashing, Recovery, No war AU)

🧡 Company by WithBroomBefore (T, 29k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Pre-Relationship, Getting Together, POV LWJ, Fix-It, Pre-Canon, at least to start, WWX goes to Cloud Recesses, But Not In The Usual Way, fear of character death, Everybody Lives, Hurt/Comfort, Happy Ending, Light Angst, good teacher LQR, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, brief discussion of past minor character suicide, Kitten, Not YZY Friendly)

golden when the day met the night by glitteringmoonlight (Not Rated, 95k, WangXian, WIP, Slow-ish burn, Sugar Daddy LWJ, which is an anachronistic term for this fic but it fits, Light Angst, Fluff, Developing Relationship, WWX gets all the appreciation he deserves, even if he's a bit confused about it at first, warprize au with a twist, in that everyone thinks WWX is a warprize, but LWJ has only platonic and honourable intentions, at first, Eventual Smut)

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16. hello, itmf fics where dragonji hoards wwx as his treasure (like "These Mortal Treasures" by ChilianXianzi). thx!

💖 Hoards and treasures by apathyinreverie (T, 21k, WangXian, Siblings, Family, not particularly Jiang friendly, YZY Bashing, slightly darker Gusu Lans, LXC being the best brother, Some manipulation, But with the best of intentions, and not between wangxian, Dragon LWJ, Fox WWX, Smitten LWJ, Fluff, perfect happiness, adorable WWX, Romance, Some worldbuilding, courting)

A Baby Dragon’s Guide To Seducing Your Huli Jing by sweetlolixo (M, 102k, wangxian, Fantasy, But still in the Cultivation World, Dragon LWJ, Fox WWX, Younger LWJ, Older WWX, Fluff, Humor, Eventual mpreg, Angst with a Happy Ending, Best Boy A-Yuan)

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17. I am in the mood for wangxian fics that are like...the opposite of pining while fucking. I want something where the romantic realization/confessions happen fast or early in the story, but for whatever reason, the physical side of their relationship is the slow burn part. Like, that could be because it's long-distance, or strict chaperoning during a betrothal, or anything really that keeps them from being able to indulge in the more physical part of their relationship. Just want to see these two burn for each other for a long time before the pay off. Thank you!

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[fullmetalscullyy]

it's almost that time of year again 🎄✍️

since moving into my first home, the stress of it, and life in general has eaten up most of my brainpower and time, my royai advent calendar will be shorter this year. there will be 12 fics rather than 24

tbh i'm surprised and proud that i even managed to write 12 lol but after moving, life, and the past 3 years of writing an accumulated 72 royai christmas fics, ideas start to run low funnily enough haha

think of it as a modified 12 days of christmas 🥳

posting of fics will begin on the 2nd of december and run until the 24th, posted every second day

hope you enjoy some winter/christmas themed royai ❤️ nollaig chridheil 🥂🎅

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[elithilanor]

🪲 ⇢ add 50 words to your current wip and share the paragraph here

Oh that's cruel, Mellon. Instead of 50 words, have a Drabble that's the only written (non-work) piece that I've produced in since like January started I think? Apologies for the rust:

"Pardon me?" You say, looking up in confusion at the beautiful and unnecessarily tall ellyth standing in front of you holding onto a decorative plate stacked high with homemade pastry.

She lets out a breath. "Last Summer season, I noticed you." She quickly follows up with, "That is to say that the season you last spent here, I noticed your fascination with lemons. You bought many of the vendors' inventory."

You blink, both embarrassed and curious. "The last Summer Faire I spent in Lórien was five years past."

The tips of her ears flush the color of your Naneth's pink garden roses and you can't help the soft smile at the corner of your lips.

"Have you perfected this recipe since then?" You ask, teasing gently.

"I have." She responds steadily, her eyes finding yours.

You falter at her sincerity. You don't know this elf, but you are suddenly and desperately wish to.

"Are you Silvan?" You blurt out then silently berate yourself. Of all the ways to confirm lineage and *this* was the way you chose. Erestor would set you to read the whole etiquette section again if they knew.

She smiles, a quick and warm thing. "I am."

You take a breath and step close to her, heart pounding in ways you are not yet accustomed to as you unwrap the pale sun-scarf from around your shoulders and set it around hers.

"Until we meet again." She says softly, hair catching in the sun as she inclines her head down toward you.

You take the plate from her hands and steps back, your eyes never leaving hers.

"Until we meet again." You murmur.

As you make your way back to your grandparents' talan, you're reminded of the riddle your Adar had imparted to you before the journey:

"Summer's golden fruit will bear you an everlasting love."

.

Neither of them know how to talk to girls

[south-sea]

pincushion hog (he's fine don't worry)

[ryctone]

Ya'll aren't ready for the angst-fest that is the Pumpkin Scone timeline.

[eleonoraw]

"Okay, but I'll be going." Light got up from the chair.

"As you wish," L got up too, then added, "but before you go I have one small request."

"Yes?"

"Would you mind if I asked for a hug?"

"A hug?" Light asked taken aback, looking surprised back at him.

"Yeah. Just one friendly hug..."

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[fancifulflora]

since i love 'to all the boys i've loved before' i wanna request a high school au where the the atoc LIs recieve a love letter from the mc. ty!

Honestly, this applies to either a university or a hs au, whichever works (Also for simplicity's sake I'm assuming you two are already friends and this is like- a confession letter in particular like in the book/movie)

Azad/Ashti

They were certainly surprised to see a little envelope tucked into their library book

Last they could remember, they had gone looking for another reference for their classical literature paper so their mysterious messenger couldn't have gone far

Sure, they'd spare a glance around the room to see if anyone still lingered but probably weren't going to push it any further before opening up the letter

That's when they recognize the handwriting.

The very sight brings a smile to their face before they even begin reading

Reading over your words leaves no noticeable reaction on their face outside of the smile, most passing by could never guess that it was a love letter in their hands

They certainly wouldn't be able to detect the mix of amusement and fondness bubbling inside them as they drank up each and every line

If it's terribly cheesy or poorly worded there is no way in hell they aren't going to tease you about it, but they know to be merciful since it's still a big act of vulnerability

Above all else, they're already planning how they were going to respond to your letter

They'd play it casually, acting as if they hadn't read the letter around you

Though it's really just a ploy for them to be certain that the way they feel for you is real

So when the butterflies in their stomach still remain restless and your very presence continues to squeeze at their heart, they simply ask.

They'll be certain to ensure the two of you have privacy before finally turning to you, a small grin on their face, asking you whether or not you meant those words

And more importantly, how long you planned on waiting before asking them out on a date

Dara/Delal

Being more vigilant about their surroundings and their stuff, getting a note to them without their knowledge was difficult

Borderline impossible

So, it left you with no choice but to be upfront and hand the letter directly to them

It certainly startles them, leaving them a little unsure as to what exactly the letter is for

At least for a brief moment

When they do finally realize what it is, they turn red on the spot and ask you if it's alright to open it right now or if you'd prefer they open it later

If you choose to let them read it right there, they'd take their time going through it and doing their best to hide their reactions

Although anyone within range could see the red on their face very, very clearly

Having known each other for a long time though, the answer comes surprisingly swift

There's no duty to Arsur to uphold, no responsibilities they have to shoulder

Leaving them free in this universe to open their heart and happily accept your confession

But if you're far too shy about it and wish for them to read it at another time, they'll abide by your wishes, though the reaction remains the same

Instead, they'll find some time to pull you aside to present you with a small gift and take the chance to take you out on a date

It'd be the least they could do since you made the first move after all

Rozerîn/Rêzan

Though friendly to those that dare approach, they tended to be on the shy, skittish side from a distance

That meant that there wasn't exactly a line of secret admirers lined up around the block for them- making the note they found in their bag all the more confusing

Just who could have left this?

It doesn't take a rocket scientist to notice your handwriting though or the simple ruling out of possible suspects in their mind

The thought that you'd feel that way about them does bring a deep red to their cheeks though, honestly, if they were to open it in the privacy of their own bedroom, I'd bet good money they'd make a noise and cover their face with their hands

Maybe kick their feet a little if your words are especially well crafted

Once they do compose themselves, they decide to return your affection in kind, drafting a letter that they plan on sliding into your bag later on

Then they throw it away and draft another

And another

And maybe after the 4th try, they'll have something that they deem worthy of sending

Then all it takes is the perfect timing for them to hide their note amongst your things, being sure to flee the scene before they're caught

Just be sure to answer them quickly because, despite their best efforts, the only thing on their mind will be your words- their subconscious already beginning to daydream up a storm

Xelara/Xelef

They're a rather charismatic and popular character around the campus, so getting cute notes and presents wasn't too unusual for them.

Most of the time they'd do their secret admirers the courtesy of reading their notes, the only exception being the rather insistent ones.

Though, the moment they found your note in their gym bag, something about it felt familiar. Was it the stationary set they had bought you a few months ago? Maybe the scent of any perfume/cologne you might have sprayed.

Either way, something was telling them that this was a note that shouldn't be ignored

They're certainly glad they listened, finding great amusement in their not-so-secret admirer

A part of them considers trying their hand at poetry and writing you a flowery letter of your own, but they just don't have the talent for it

Besides, where's the fun in that?

Instead of being direct, the fiend spends the next few days to weeks teasing you mercilessly

They'll be extra affectionate with you, extra considerate

Extra close

It excites them to be around you and the reactions you make to their flirtations were addicting

And that's putting it mildly

Lucky for you, this torture isn't meant to last forever

Once they've had their fill, they'd lay the moves on you and just when you think they might be pulling another joke on you

They reference something from your letter, a phrase, something that makes all the gears click in your brain

It's real.

Their words real, the way they feel about you

Real

[twpsyn-who]

Soulmate AU in which when you touch your soulmate you swap bodies. It needs to be skin on skin contact and is instant. The only way to get back in the previous body is to touch again, otherwise you're stuck like that.

No matter the body all psychological and physical damage stays with you. That means if you get hurt then swap bodies, you will still feel it despite no longer having the wounds. This is only the case of existing wounds prior to swapping ; if new wounds happen to the hurt body after the swap you won't feel them, but the person in the body when it happens will. A very complicated way of saying that you can't get away from pain by swapping bodies with your soulmate as it will follow you.

There's no known consequences to not changing bodies back once swapped, though some might get sick for a few days after swapping back if they waited a long period of time to change back (say over a month, even longer depending on individual)

Now this but, you know... JeanMarco. And of course they find out during their time in the 104th Training Corps, because there's no way their skin didn't touch at least once in +3 years of training and being as close as they are. It isn't until break when they're able to visit home that they learn what it truly means ; up until that point they used it to swap chores (is the only reason why Jean didn't try to kill Eren during their shared chores- because it was actually Marco all along). At that point they knew each other perfectly.

Of course the whole situation was a little bit awkward for both of them when returning. They probably would end up avoiding each other for a bit because teenager boys and stuff, all until someone finally got the guts to mention the tension and ask them what's wrong- which forces them to talk and stuff. Doesn't matter, this is not what I want to talk about.

But the beautiful battle of Trost and what if, hypothetical speaking of course, they touch skin after Jean gets another ODM? And they're so used with each other by now, they don't even notice until the mission is nearly done anyway. And I don't know man, the idea of Jean dying while in Marco's body? Marco (in Jean's body) saying "I need to find Marco" once the mission is a success and research for his soulmate, just for him to not find him?? Not find him until 3 days later when some of them are assigned cleaning duty in Trost and he finds his own fucking body bitten in half???

The realization that it should've been Marco who died that day, but didn't because he was in Jean's body. The realization that not only his soulmate is dead, but he's stuck living his life. He's stuck living the life Jean can't because he died in Marco's place.

SEEING YOUR DEAD SOULMATE EVERYDAY WHEN YOU LOOK IN THE MIRROR. Poor Marco would most likely avoy any reflective surface for a very long time, unable to see Jean's face looking at him.

The guilt of lying to everyone, because how does one even begin to explain what's going on? Him lying to Jean's mother to protect her from the harsh truth of the reality- that her son actually died and the one in front of her was a fake.

And the sad truth is that no one would notice because they've been doing it for months already. They knew how to act like each other to perfection. Even if Marco slipped at some point no one would question it because they got many traits from each other already.

[vegalocity]

Just so we’re clear, DID DBK get reunited with PIF in Red’s Awakening Oblivion? Since you haven’t really mentioned him in that ending after the fact like you did PIF and her role as a sort of spy to MK who supports him for “giving” her Red and Shiyu as kids

DBK does get reunited with Iron Fan in both the 'Red's awakening' and the Canon Timeline

in @unseelie-robynx's breakdown of events he basically ascertains that Red, while fully lucid, considers himself happier while on Xiaotian's side and fully chooses with a clear head (or about as clear as he could granted he's deffo going through mind control withdrawls) DBK straight up betrays the resistance and snitches on Macaque since Red seems willing to work with the idea of bringing back the family. So DBK and Iron DO get reunited with some sort of story about DBK getting taken prisoner by Spider Queen and in his mentally weakened state was manipulated into helping her or something.

But since you mentioned Shuyin i'm guessing you mean in the 'canonical' (or as close to canon as we can get it) timeline not in Red's Awakening (since thats a different AU altogether)

And in the canon timeline Yeah, DBK also gets reunited with the others then.

Cuz like, as we've said DBK's only IN the rebellion to save his kid and his wife, and when it becomes obvious that neither will budge from their place on the Little Theif's team (as in this ending the cure bascially gives people an option to choose the truth (and be immunized against Oblivion against their will) or the world Oblivion had spun for them and if they pick the latter the changes that have been made to their minds are STUCK in there. like for GOOD) Then... well he lets the rebellion get as far as re-taking the city, and he's not going to be fighting any of this. but he is...

going to follow the only people he cares about in all of this. He lies only a little about the whole thing, about being misinformed and kept to the tunnels so he couldn't learn the truth bc his shapeshifting's been on the blink etc etc and- after ascertaining that his son and his wife are firmly on this side-... lets it happen. Plays along long enough, acting like nothing's wrong long enough for Xiaotian to take him off alone, and get started.

DBK wasn't exactly able to get deprogrammed as Huntsman got. He didn't get the experience of having someone purpousefully and meticulously sever the control Oblivion had on him, all he got was the information necessary to find out he'd been bade to forget his child and obey the little theif and 'be good now', so there's a lot of stuff still in the Bull King's mind that is RIPE to abuse again from someone that knows its still in there.

He DOES think the whole 'also Xiaojiao's girlfriend is your adopted daughter now because she and Red decided they wanted to be siblings and we edited both of their AND Iron Fan's memories to make that a thing' is very wierd but like... he already made his choice by that point.

and he and PIF HAD talked about maybe trying for a girl 'next time' before he'd been sealed away

[omegazeta5]

Elden's Bane: A Legend of Zelda and Elden Ring Crossover

Ship(s): Link/Ranni, Past Zelink

summary: Beyond the fog, a trio of Goddesses find a land in dire need of repair. In doing so, they send their chosen soldier as their emissary, unaware that he will lose all of who he is just to reach the shore.

His presence in this Shattered country may spell its doom, or its very salvation.

Ch. 2

Limgrave's Tree Sentinel was dead. 

News spread fast. For many a century had the golden champion terrorized any and all would-be Tarnished to come ashore. He had patrolled the plains with vigor relentless and unending. Not a single man who chose to take up swords against the rogue sentinel survived the encounter. Now, Tarnished Recusant and Bloody Finger alike could rest easy. Southwest Limgrave was safe now. 

No one knew who landed the fateful blow. Presumably, no one had been around to witness it. 

—

"So he's met Sellen, I take it?" Varre asked. 

His attendant nodded. Varre huffed. A chilled breeze blanketed the plains of grass before them. He allowed it to raise the flesh beneath his gown as he considered options. The Erdtree was growing brighter in the distance, slowly but surely. The dark of night was beginning to fade over the golden country. Dawn was coming. 

"Resourceful little bugger, isn't he…" Varre gave his attendant a nod. "Assign two more trackers. I want to know his next move before he does." 

The servant vanished in a pool of fermented blood. Varre crossed his arms, tapping his fingers all the while. The possibility of recruitment was still open. The boy didn't seem particularly loyal to the Greater Will's dogma when they spoke. He'd also hardly spoken at all. He had listened to the lures Varre had spread out before him and bitten onto none of them. Typically at least one catches a Tarnished's ear. The fear of dying in obscurity, the veiled glory of storming Stormveil. The boy's expression hadn't twitched once during any of Varre's standard schpiel.  And he was a boy. Varre had seen it in his cheeks, his gait. He'd assumed the boy had stolen those ornamental paired swords off a dead scion. Once he saw what the boy did to the Tree Sentinel—his Sentinel—he knew better. And on the boy's first try, no less. 

Moghwyn's future dynasty could certainly use a man—a boy—of this Tarnished's talents. It could not come to the light of day without them, in fact. It could also be smothered in its crib by one. The difference between both outcomes lay on a thread easily snipped. Thankfully, Varre had sussed out at least one piece of information to go off of. 

"Link," he mused aloud. "Fair-faced, vicious Link. I will remember you, little lambkin." 

—

Melina wasn't sure what to say. "You wish to know if he likes…'carrots?'"

A troop of dead Godrick soldiers lay behind them. Link was still examining Torrent. He ran his palm across rugged muscle. The steed snorted, shuffling his hooves in place. Link nodded without looking at Melina. 

"Long, orange stems. Leafy bits. Tasty. You don't have those here?" 

Melina cast him an uneasy glance. "We have rowa fruit." 

"How's that?" 

"You don't eat it. He does."

"So he likes it?"

"I fail to see what this has to do with the accord." 

Link turned to face her. His expression (what could be seen of it beneath his cowl) perplexed Melina. She could spy soft cheeks, a pointed nose. But his brow was all hard edges, deep and perpetually serious. It made it difficult to discern what the Tarnished was thinking. A pair of ornamental straight swords hung at his hips. She wondered if he knew how to do anything with them. 

"It's a straight shot to the capital?" Link asked. 

"Not exactly," Melina said slowly. "I would guide you as necessary." 

Link seemed to give the notion some thought. "I'd move faster on my own. And I don't know what's along the path. You could slow me down. You could be a liability." 

"I'm a light and…sensible traveler." 

Link eyed her up and down. He nodded. "Yeah. You look sensible." 

He patted Torrent's rump, and Melina took it as a cue to send the steed away. Link stared as Torrent vanished in a floating cascade of blue glitters. "That's so convenient." 

Melina frowned. The way he spoke made this whole endeavor sound like a school trip of sorts. "Then it's settled?" 

Link looked at her again. Melina had known many travelers from beyond the fog. She had seen many of them perish before her feet. At this juncture, this strange boy with a strange face and strange air about him…she was not so certain he wouldn't join them.

"Yeah," he said. "I'll take you to the Erdtree." 

Melina cleared her throat and raised her hood over herself. "Very well. What will you do next?" 

"I'm gonna keep looking around. I just got here, you see."

"I'm well aware…"

"Then I'm taking Stormveil."

Melina blinked. Link left her with nothing to say. He jaunted through the camp's main gate, to where a whole entourage of fresh troops waited. Swords were drawn. A giant's roar shook the rock beneath Melina. She sighed. 

Perhaps this accord wouldn't take up too much of her time after all…

—

Torrent was a good steed. He understood Link's nudges and suggestions with intelligence that seemed beyond a normal mount. How Link knew the difference between a good steed and a bad one was up for debate. The weather was kind to Limgrave; a full sun and a cool breeze accompanied Link on his journey through the open country. It made the land seem almost beautiful. 

But the scars were plain for anyone to see, and Link saw them all. The rotting nobles who milled about the roads, soldiers who'd lost their minds a century or three ago. The very dirt itself seemed tainted somehow. It was like the Erdtree in the distance had its roots in everything. Link could feel the engorged undergrowth wherever he went. It made him nauseous. Hitting various military encampments and pilfering their loot was all he could do to distract himself. 

She was there with him during his travels and battles alike. The faint smell of smoke and ash clung to him even when she was nowhere to be found. She hadn't spoken to him since their first meeting, and Link was glad for that. He wasn't sure why he accepted her accord; maybe because she'd had a horse, and she'd seemed harmless. Either way it was another soul cataloged in the pendant. 

It grew warm against his chest whenever he met a new face. The surgeon in the white mask. The witch in the picturesque helm. Even the oversized jar with hands and legs to boot. Each new name he learned he only had to hold the pendant in his hand to recall with perfect clarity. Every word of every conversation held with every Tarnished. A useful tool, if beguilingly frustrating. If only it could bring him more of the lady with the golden hair. 

She didn't feel like Tarnished, though. The girl with the scarred eye. He wondered why the pendant found her at all important. It didn't matter. They all felt tainted same as the soil beneath them. That sickening feeling in his gut. The one that made him nauseous. 

He decided it must mean he hated all of them. 

—

"Darriwil's gone, My Lady. I'm sorry; I've failed you."

"A dead traitor is worth as much as a jailed one, my friend. I'd told thee as such before thou embarked on this charade." 

"I was supposed to leave him be after what he did to us? It wasn't supposed to take that much of my time, anyhow."

"Just as well; the deed is done. Do we know who struck the killing blow?"

"No. His corpse was rotting by the time I found it. Something awful strange clings to it, though."

"Oh?"

"A scent that's not his. To tell you the truth, My Lady…it doesn't smell like anything that ought to belong in Limgrave. Or the rest of the Lands Between."

"You worry of yet another God come to rob the Greater Will of its vacuous price, is that it? Perhaps we ought to send word to the Formless Mother, or the Frenzied Flame. Set up a dinner date."

"Mistress Ranni…"

"Forgive me, Blaidd. I'm in decidedly high spirits as of late."

"Should I drop the issue?"

"No. Follow the trail, if you'd like. See to it the endeavor doesn't impede your other duties. Alert me of any new developments."

"You don't have to humor me, My Lady. There's a fool to be made out of any outlandish errand, I know that." 

"I know just as well. I am, however, the slightest bit curious."

[katyspersonal]

The controversial classic, Gehrman and Maria!

These characters have infinitely deep potential no matter what you make out of them, they're just such an interesting duo! As ship, as grandpa/granddaughter duo, as just teacher/student duo - no matter! But yes granted I don't even know if /I/ ship them? I am more interested in defending the idea of a ship than shipping it myself, as both characters work better in a ship with other characters! I just always like to see people that ship them, especially if we are on the same page about what ended their friendship and they depict them happy from simpler times before things went into Hell!

I think my biggest discourse point, aside of translation errors and assuming versions as 'THE' truth is that... I don't believe discourse woulda existed if both Gehrman and Maria were the same gender. I will only eat my words if I can travel in the parallel universe where either Maria is a man or Gehrman is a woman and see fandom being the same anyway. Until then, nope!

In my opinion it works better if this ship either never came to fruition and was one-sided from start to finish, or fell apart. Would explain why Gehrman moans Laurence's name in his sleep (ha! GAYYYYYYYY!) but doesn't mention Maria (perhaps enough time passes from her death for him to start to bury feelings even back before Hunter's dream?). And also 'his curious mania' is properly translated as 'insanity of his curiosity' which I always seen as Maria realising his true repulsive Byrgenwerth affiliate motivations for Hamlet massacre? And in my version Gehrman doesn't care or sympathise with anything inhuman - but we know Maria ended up lethally guilty about her crimes, so Gehrman failing to understand and help her with her emotional anguish is a big reason for them growing distant.

It is just so fucking sad. Really. Gehrman has more regrets than anyone else could bear and Maria has to live with disappointment in a mentor she used to idealise. I pointed out 'they can fix each other' in terms of influence - I see that in better turn of events Gehrman could have helped Maria to get less naive and grow tougher skin to manage her natural tender-heartedness better; meanwhile she could influence him to become less ruthless, at least for the sake of people he DOES hold dear. I use 'things crashed and burnt because people failed to properly COMMUNICATE' often in my ideas, huh?

I have to admit it though - dark creativity has its merit too? For example if someone who legitimately interprets Gehrman as sexist and creep showed a messed up dynamic between him and Maria (walking into 'ship' territory or not) through creativity, that'd be interesting to see and examine? Visual art, fanfics or simple presentation of ideas (like theories and essays) just speaks way better and deeper than just bashing character for interpreted reasons. I do not get bitter at hate for the duo as long as it doesn't concern the fans of it, but if someone was to show why for them ship is bad, through art, I'd actually like it despite having different interpretation!

[jomiddlemarch]

"This isn’t exactly what I had in mind." + Phoster? please and thank you, friend!

“This isn’t exactly what I had in mind,” Mary said, taking in the house with its well-scrubbed pine floorboard bare of any rug or even a scrap of drugget, the light pouring through the wide front windows without any muslin curtains to obscure the view, the high ceilings and the gracious staircase whose banister seemed designed largely for the delight of anyone under twelve to slide down. Jed, who’d held his hands over her eyes as she walked up the path to the front door, now stood with an arm laid along the mantle, the expression in his eyes a familiar mixture of curiosity, daring, and what Mary referred to as audacity, Charlotte impudence, and Emma the devil’s own sass. “Jed, you said it was a cottage. A seaside cottage.”

“It hasn’t enough of that maritime aesthetic for you? I admit, I am not the native New Englander here, but you can see the ocean from every story of the house and there’s a widow’s walk, ghoulishly named though it is, and I think we could scare up some old ropes or scrimshaw or a rusty anchor to add a touch of authenticity,” he said. Mary mentally admitted that both Charlotte and Emma had chosen more accurate adjectives for her husband’s attitude. She took a deep breath instead of sighing, because he worried when she sighed that she was in pain or needed to rest, and because there was a most delightful cool breeze off the water wafting through the open rooms.

“It’s so terribly splendid. I thought it would be small, cozy, perhaps a little rough with a cantankerous stove that would try my patience and creaky floors,” Mary said. “It isn’t a lack of scrimshaw, though I begin to wonder if you have any sense of the scale of actual scrimshaw—”

“You suggest I have never made the acquaintance of an accomplished scrimshander, madam?” he said, the laughter all in his dark eyes. He’d begun to go grey in ’63, but the sunlight flattered his silver, and she made sure his beard was always properly trimmed, lest he begin to resemble some Abrahamic prophet lately come from the wastes.

“I’ve learned not to doubt the breadth of your acquaintance,” Mary said. “But you won’t divert me with the tale of how you met an old salt at a Parisian salon or when you were frequenting the coffee-houses of Vienna.”

“It was only a tavern in New York,” Jed said. “All my stories don’t happen in Europe.”

“I agreed it would be nice to have a place at the shore to go in the summers,” Mary said. “Something comfortable, not grand or elegant, just a place for the children to be able to run about and swim and fish, maybe learn to sail or go clamming. Something simple and pleasant. Maybe with some blue hydrangeas. And you’ve brought me here—”

“It’s not a palace, Molly! We’re not in Newport,” Jed exclaimed. “You can surely clam all you like—"

“No, we’re not in Newport but this is hardly the cottage we’d discussed,” Mary said. “You’re extravagant, we oughtn’t—”

“Sweetheart, you will have to accept that we have widely differing calibrations for what constitutes extravagance,” Jed said. “I don’t think it’s extravagant to choose a summer house which will hold us all comfortably and allow family and friends to visit without pitching a tent or three in the back. And if you think I would have you turn kitchen-maid and cook when you are the lady of the house, you are sadly mistaken, which meant there had to be reasonable accommodations for Mrs. Harmon and Patty.”

“I could manage with a daily girl,” Mary said.

“Molly Foster, if you think to recapture some flavor of your first days in Alexandra when you were worked to the bone and given a pallet in a corner, you will be sadly disappointed. As much as I adored Nurse Phinney, she was treated most abominably—”

“It was no worse than anyone else suffered, Jed, you exaggerate,” Mary said mildly. It was true exaggeration was one of his chief delights and few remaining vices, but that didn’t mean she shouldn’t point it out, at least from time to time. It was important that the children learned some accurate degree of perspective and Jed only reined himself in modestly when he was being Papa.

“It was a travesty and I am still heartily ashamed of how I treated you,” he said. “And truly, this place isn’t so dear, my frugal goodwife. My practice is thriving nearly as robustly as the boys and there’s still a tidy sum left from my family’s estate even after we established funds for Charlotte’s school and the free clinic. We can come back here every year, invite Dr. Sam and his brood, make Henry take off his dog collar for a few weeks, get some exercise other than tending his infernal roses. You could teach Emma how to organize a clambake—I assume you know how if you mastered spanferkel. You could practice resting instead of bustling, let Patty get a little sunburned chasing the boys on the beach.”

“Don’t underestimate Rebecca,” Mary said. “I feel confident that as soon as she starts walking, she’ll outrun them all.” If their daughter kept on pace with her brothers, there were only a few months left before the baby would start dashing about the house, leaving mayhem and crumbs in her wake.

“Even better reason for a place like this,” Jed said. “Perhaps it’s not exactly a cottage, but it felt like home, just as much as the brownstone in the city. Maybe more.”

Mary looked around again, seeing crisp curtains at the windows, a brass bowl full of fresh-cut flowers, a row of sturdy little boots and a little straw bonnet trimmed with red ribbons. She heard the clamor for lemonade and sugar cookies, Charlotte’s laugh, Emma’s fond remonstrances and the soft rumble of Sam’s snores. There would years of sunny days and clear nights, of smoke from driftwood and always the sea calm or rough, always beautiful, and Jed’s eyes meeting hers, encouraging and warm. It wasn’t the worst thing, to let him get his way.

“All right then,” she said. “I can’t argue with that.”

“You can but you won’t, which is far preferable, for it means I achieved the near-impossible task of convincing Mary Foster that sometimes, too much of something can be a good thing,” he replied, accompanying the words with an embrace.

It wasn’t until they were home, abed, the children all tucked up, the clock in the hall chiming lightly, that he confessed he’d already purchased the cottage before they arrived to visit and had been in a terrible state, worrying that he wouldn’t persuade her to his position.

“And if I hadn’t agreed, what did you meant to do?” Mary asked, her head laid on his chest.

“I’d have had to fall back on my prodigious and inexorable charm,” he said.

“You think that would have worked?” she said.

“Well, you married me for it,” he said. She chuckled.

“That’s not why I married you, Jedediah,” she replied. “But it did help.”

[littledreamling]

🍦!!! i know u like your angst but there must be a sweet fic somewhere 👀

🍦 What's the sweetest fic you've created so far?

You're right, I do like my angst lmao

The sweetest fic I've ever written has to be either In Sickness and In Health (Sandman) or 10,000 Emerald Pools (Our Flag Means Death)! Both are very fluffy, very sweet fics (and show my range, if I do say so myself, because they are both a far cry from the angst I usually lean towards)

From this ask game!

[merriclo]

what if Mask had scars caused from redeads holding him. what then.

[satoruxx]

thinking about since canonically Geto is more popular with girls than Gojo he’s gotten used to them looking past him to get to Geto but what if Gojo and Geto are out for drinks with the other teachers one night and he gets approached by the reader but he thinks she’s just coming over to ask him for Geto’s number and so he prepares his ‘responsible best friend’ act and then SHE ASKS ABOUT HIM INSTEAD, ALL BLUSHY AND STUFF BECAUSE HE LOOKED LIKE HE WAS GONNA BRUSH HER OFF

AHH I LOVE HIM SM 😔😔😔

pairing: gojo satoru x reader | 1k words summary: fluff, pining, reader is a simp but same, satoru is a good wingman but he needs attention too, au ig bc suguru's alive LMAO, idiots in love? rheya's note: oh my god shut up this is so cute and YOU'RE ABSOLUTELY RIGHT??? i can just imagine that he's gotten so used to judging whether or not the person is even worth suguru's attention before deciding to pass on his info...and after a while his brain just defaults to thinking that everyone wants suguru but he FORGETS that there are gojo girlies out there (me asf) !! thanks for the ask nonnie babes i love this idea so so much <33

OK SO

it's obvious that there are quite a few women at the bar eyeing the group. young, attractive teachers spending an evening trying to relax and take their minds off of the stress of jujutsu work. nanami is in deep conversation with shoko about something while ijichi quietly listens. further down the table utahime is quietly sipping her drink while mei mei orders another. shoko makes a comment and suguru bursts into unabashed laughter.

the flush of alcohol dusts over each of their cheeks, but satoru remans the only one who has barely touched his glass, the sting of the bitterness a little too harsh for him to enjoy. he opts for instead letting his eyes roam over the faces in the crowd, taking little notice of all the eyes and smiles sent in their direction.

well until he notices you anyway.

you're already looking in his direction curiously, face illuminated by the dim lighting of the bar as your friends giggle around you. when his eyes lock with yours, you immediately tear your gaze away, trying to play it off by immediately delving into conversation, though satoru can tell that there's a flush crawling up your neck now.

he doesn't look away though, too caught up in the crinkle of your eyes and the smile lines that grace your face as you laugh at something. a minute later you're looking back in their direction, and when you catch him staring, you turn away yet again.

satoru glances to his side, knowing that you're probably watching suguru take a sip of his drink and most likely falling for his charming smile.

typical and so predictable.

some time passes like this. you'll look, and turn away, and satoru will watch you do it over and over again. it isn't until a while later that satoru catches your friends pushing your shoulders and giggling, and he knows that they're urging you to come up and ask about suguru. you're shaking your head, the nervousness clear as day as your brows pinch. but eventually you succumb to peer pressure and stand up from your table, taking anxious strides towards him.

and usually, satoru will make a face or turn his back or do something to look as unapproachable as possible. because almost every person who comes up asking for suguru's contact info has been obnoxious as hell.

but you're quite pretty and you look sweet enough, and he doesn't think it'd be right to deter you.

suguru would probably like you too.

so satoru decides to let you try at least, and if you seem to be as nice as you look maybe he'd bridge the gap between you and his best friend.

you make your way up to him, and as soon as he finally gets a good look at you he's thinking you're a lot prettier up close.

dammit.

"hi," you say, face hot as you try your best to maintain steady eye contact with him. you look so nervous, fidgeting with the fabric of your clothes as you attempt to strike up conversation, and he doesn't have it in him to watch you struggle.

"yeah i can give you his number," he says, voice clipped as he tries to hide the disappointment in it. you watch him grab a napkin and begin scribbling something down, confusion clear as he hands you the digits.

"um…?" you look at the napkin and then at him. "sorry, whose number is this?"

satoru balks, lips parting as he mirrors your confusion. "uh…suguru's? the guy behind me?"

realization dawns on your face and you shift your weight from foot to foot.

"oh actually," you suck your teeth nervously, trying to hide behind an awkward little smile. "i came to talk to you."

satoru can only blink, cerulean eyes widening behind his glasses as he stares at you in surprise.

you take his silence as a bad sign, shoulders dropping and embarrassment settling in your frown as you look anywhere but his face. "s-sorry if that's weird. i don't wanna make you uncomfortable or anything so-"

he's grinning before he can stop himself, heart dangerously swelling with affection as he motions toward the empty stool next to him. "not weird at all."

the pleasant surprise on your face makes him bite back a chuckle, and you take the seat. "huh...i wasn't expecting you to be okay with it."

satoru raises a brow curiously, tilting his head. "why not?"

you shrug with a careless grin. "i had a feeling you were gonna brush me off from the moment i first looked over."

satoru winces, and he can practically feel suguru's knowing smirk on his back. he chooses to ignore that for now, eyes trailing over the mirth in your expression, and he can only smile helplessly. "no way in hell."

your laugh comes instantly, sweet and bright, and you take it as a sign to continue talking. satoru listens on, sipping his drink to hide his giddy smile and ignoring the sting of bitterness once again.

honestly, with the amount of sweetness he's just found, satoru would tolerate as much bitterness as he needed to.