#trust me…the slowest of slow burns

[hummingbird-of-light]

Against All Odds

Part 1

McCoy

Leonard McCoy sat down to breakfast in a foul mood. He let out a loud huff of air as he looked at the bowl in front of him.

“Morning sunshine!” his sister called to him in a sweet voice from across the table. He recognized the sarcasm.

He scowled at her, then picked up a spoon to poke at his food.

“Good morning Leonard,” his mother said from next to his sister.

He grunted a noise that sounded vaguely like a ‘hello.’

A voice cleared from the head of the table and McCoy rolled his eyes.

“Good morning mother,” McCoy said in a polite tone.

“That’s better,” his father said from the chair at the head of the table.

McCoy glanced at his dad. All the man had to do was make a noise, or raise a brow, and he kept an entire kingdom in-line. And yet, he was the kindest person, first to jump in and help and no one was ever turned away from the palace door.

And some day, McCoy thought to himself, they’ll expect me to do the same.

Which wasn’t to say that McCoy wouldn’t jump to help either, but he didn’t have the easy way with people his dad and sister did. Even his mother, quiet though she was, had a way that made people love her. McCoy was the odd one out. Reserved and easily annoyed. And yet someday duty would put him on the throne simply because of who he had been born.

“Are you excited Leonard?” his mother asked.

“No,” he stated plainly. “I still don’t see why I can’t just stay here and keep learning from Dr. Boyce.”

“Dr. Boyce has done a fine job,” his father said and nodded down the table to where the doctor was eating, “but, it’s time for you to get out. Be among more people and learn to appreciate them.”

“Why doesn’t Leah have to go away to school?” McCoy whined. “That’s not fair.”

“Because I don’t get to be king,” Leah rolled her eyes. “First born… counts for nothing…,” she muttered quietly.

“Leah goes to school and you know it young man,” his father answered. “She will not have the same responsibilities you will have. You have to be able to relate to people better. We’ve been over this Leonard.”

“I won’t know anyone!” McCoy protested to keep the argument going.

“The headmaster is a very old friend, he’ll keep an eye out. And you know you won’t be alone. Spock is also going with you.” The king gestured to a young man sitting by Leah.

“I’d rather be alone,” McCoy muttered.

“I am glad for the opportunity sir,” Spock said with a tight smile.

“May I be excused?” McCoy said suddenly. His appetite had left him during the conversation.

“But Leonard, you’ll need the energy,” his mother said.

“I’ll be fine. I’m not hungry.” He looked to the head of the table and his father gave a brief nod.

McCoy stood and pushed back from the table. “Mother,” he nodded his head, then turned to leave.

Back in his own quarters he paced back and forth. With an angry sigh, he threw himself down on his bed. How much time passed he didn’t know. When a knock came on his door he turned his head to tell them to go away, but the door opened anyway.

Part 2

Scotty

Montgomery Scott awoke to the sound of his alarm clock. He hit the button on top of the device to shut it up, before his arm slumped down to the ground.

He was just so tired. Why did he have to get up that early? Back on Earth in Scotland school never started at six o’clock.

But this was different. This was the highly prestigious boarding school of United Federation. Royals from all around the galaxy visited this place to learn everything about life, space, history.

Royals… and people like him.

Montgomery - called Scotty by most people - and his little brother Robert ‘Robbie’ Scott had managed to get a scholarship. They were both quite skilled when it came to engineering and Star Fleet had high hopes in them. One day they should build the ships for new generations.

“Scotty, get up and dressed! Ye know today’s important,” he heard his brother’s scolding voice and looked at the door to his quarters. Robbie was standing there, already wearing his school uniform.

“Why? Why would it be more important than any other day, laddie?”

Robbie rolled his eyes at him.

“Today the prince will arrive!”

Right. The whole school had been gossiping about it for weeks. Though Scotty still didn’t see why they made a fuss about it.

He got up and moved over to the closet.

“Ye are just excited because the princess might be there too and ye think she’s hot.”

Scott pulled out his neatest white shirt while he looked at his brother from the corner of his eye. Robbie was blushing.

“No! I-I’m excited because the prince will study with us.”

Scotty just nodded. Yes, of course. Well, he knew his brother. And he knew that Leah McCoy, princess of Georgiares II, was a bonnie lass. Many lads were after her.

Fully dressed, Scotty passed his little brother, with a pitiful look.

“Sorry, laddie. But ye don’t stand a chance against all these royal ladies and gents.”

His brother looked offended.

“This isn’t about Princess Leah!”

But Scotty just got going. They had to get breakfast.

“Stand up.”

Everyone got up from their seats and bowed their heads when the master of their house entered the dining room. A sign to show respect.

“Good morning students.”

“Good morning Mr. Archer,” they all answered in unison.

The man looked pleased and nodded his head.

“Sit down.”

They all followed the order and were allowed to start eating.

Scotty looked around. His brother and him were seated at the end of the table while the students with more money and value were allowed to sit close to the house’s master.

There were two houses at the school. One for the boys and one for the girls.

There were round about thirty to fourty lads and thirty lasses in total. It was a very private boarding school, only for the best of the best.

‘Or the richest of the richest.’

Scotty looked over at the boy he considered to be one of his best friends.

“Morning Jim,” he greeted the tall blond who grinned at him. Jim Kirk was the third member who was here because of a scholarship.

“Morning Scotty, Robbie. Excited for today?”

Scotty rolled his eyes once more. Why was everyone asking him that question?

“In fact, no, I’m not. I do nae see why everybody’s losing their minds just because we’ll get a new student.”

“Hey, it’s not just any student. It’s the prince of Georgiares II himself!”

“Which shouldn’t make him any better than us, Jim.”

Scotty glanced at a few students at the other end of the table.

Khan and his friends were chatting quietly about the arrival of the prince.

“We are already at the end of the food chain in this house.”

Jim nodded.

“Yeah, yeah. Maybe you’re right…”

For a moment he hoped that Jim would drop it, but he knew better.

“Although… have you seen that prince? He is really a hot mess. He looks just right for you, Scotty.”

Mr. Archer had left already so Scotty did what he had to do.

“Oh shut up Jim!” He grinned and threw a piece of bread into the boy’s face.

“Oh you’ll get that back,” Jim threatened and fired a spoon of porridge at Scotty.

“Mr. Kirk, Mr. Scott!”

They stopped laughing when they heard the voice of Archer. He must have returned.

“I do not tolerate a childish behavior like that.”

Jim and Scotty bowed down their heads.

“We are sorry,” they apologized but when Archer left, they just grinned.

Well… Scotty would make his own picture of their newest student. But… maybe he was a bit excited now.

[rafasbiscuits]

satosugu is a trigger warning.

so please add that trigger warning before mentioning any sort of story about them.

I'm sick to my stomach, trigger warning. please.

[theredcuyo]

Been digging even more into the persona ships so here are the tropes they make me think of

Tatsujun

They make me think of the old shojo anime for some reason, you know, those where the main character is dumbly crushing over this "bad" guy (without all the questionable actions) who is hard to approach because he has a bad past trusting people

Can you picture what I'm saying? Jun waiting in the school entrance just to see Tatsuja arrive in his motorcycle and while he takes the helmet off Jun is seeing the roses and sparkles around him

Ryomina

To me they feel like an old married couple with the twist that they're not a couple nor have they known each other for more than a month

And they don't even have a confession, at some point they just decide to yk, live together, and then they adopt a cat, and one day their friends just find their marriage certificate in a drawer

Sometimes they work together in dumb shit, and sometimes Minato is taking Ryoji by the scarf to get them to class in time

Souyo

They are the slowest of the slow burns, maybe a childhood friends to lovers too?

No one tries to date them because they already are and everyone seems to know except for them, or more exactly, except for Yosuke, Yu is thinking about their anniversary gift

Maybe a girl asks Yosuke if he knows if Yu's in a relationship and he says no, and next thing he knows, is that for some reason everyone is giving his partner his condolences

Shuake

They are the enemies to lovers, the rivals to/and lovers THEY ARE THE STAR CROSSED LOVERS

THEY EVEN ARE THE COFFEE SHOP CLICHE, THE PHANTOM THIEF X DETECTIVE LITERALLY

They are the "till death do us apart" cliche become true but even death can't with their love, even if now separate their hearts are together or something

They are separated but holding a promise that keeps their hearts beating at the same rhythm

They are the sweet reunion under the light of dawn

They are the hurt/comfotr tag on a03

[friends-to-lovers-tournament]

Friends to Lovers Tournament: Round 2, Side A, Match 1

propaganda under the cut!

Amalia/MC: 

Amalia and the MC, I'll call them Rowan, have been friends since childhood. When Rowan's whole family was killed by monsters, they basically moved in with Amalia. So Amalia became the first person Rowan told about their supernatural trauma and they became monster fighting partners. Amalia excels at fighting with a bo staff and Rowan knows how to use a gun, a baseball bat or The Power itself. So, they're total badasses. But they also always look out for each other (well at least when I play the game) and Amalia is trying to get Rowan to work for a future too and not only live in the past. There are four love interests in the game but Amalia has a special place in it anyway because she is Rowan's best friend while the others start out as strangers. Still, her romance route is the slowest slow burn of them all, as her and Rowan gradually grow from friends to lovers. No matter whether you choose to romance her, she will always give Rowan a ring (well depending on how you play) so they get platonically or nonplatonically engaged in my mind.

They're just so beautiful together. They have bake-offs and inside jokes and Amalia writes fanfiction that she sends to Rowan. There's heartbreak and hurting each other and secrets come out and it's often Amalia that is targeted. Simply, because she means that much to Rowan and vice versa. Amalia was one of the best things to come of the fanmade installment of the it lives series and I adore her relationship with the MC in either case. As best friends or as friends to lovers.

Tasutsumu:

Submission 1:

(exploding) sorry if this is badly written i am walking rn . Mods know the series but A3 is about stage actors.

TasuTsumu are literally the friends to lovers ever. They're childhood friends, even. They did everything together. They've acted together since elementary school. but then (VINE BOOM) thry both try out for a prestigious acting troupe called GODza... but only Tasuku makes it in (sad horn sounds) Tsumugi lost a ton of confidence after not making it and kinda ghosted Tasuku and ran away from his problems </3 he originally had given up, but missed the stage so he tried out again at the Mankai Company (troupe all of the characters are in). Of course, as fate has it, Tasuku had just left GODza after their... unsavory business tactics, but the troupe had blacklisted him from becoming an actor at any other high end troupes in the area, leaving him to go to the Mankai Company. And of course times 2, he and Tsumugi try out for the same troupe. Tasuku is less than pleased with seeing Tsumugi's face after he just disappeared before, and things between them are tense, especially when Tasuku gets fed up with Tsumugi's lack of confidence after he becomes the troupe's leader. But!! Fate wants them to get along (and be together) and Tsumugi finds this cursed doll that traps them in a time loop of the same day. They're stuck until they resolve their issues. Nothing like a good ol divine intervention to get two friends to lovers back together. tldr Tsumugi owns up to his insecurities to Tasuku and works to overcome it. In the process, while performing their play in an act off (if they end up in the competition ill actually essay about it) Tsumugi feels that his acting is inferior once again and totally bombs a show. Tasuku finally works around his own regrets of not reaching out before when Tsumugi had "quit," telling him how much he loves and envies Tsumugi's acting, and apologizes to Tsumugi. Then boom they pull off an incredibly gay play about angels and become lovers (not canon but Trust me).

please let me write properly about them and put them in i love my blorbos <3 they were made for this tournament

Submission 2:

absolute best friends in childhood who had a very impactful falling out, but managed to resolve things. nowadays they're in a theatre troupe together where their troupe is quite literally married.

Submission 3:

1. CHILDHOOD FRIENDS

2. Their introductory arc was literally a whole divorce-reunion arc. They divorced because Tsumugi failed an audition into the God Squad theatre troupe while Tasuku got in which was a blow to Tsumugi's confidence as an actor and he ran away and Tasuku was mad at him for that. It was literally so bad that the game had to break its slice-of-life genre to introduce a doll that traps people in a timeloop until they're able to make up, and they (and another guy who's kinda a cryptid) are the only ones aware that the day keeps repeating

3. After one of their shows, Tsumugi overhears some audience members criticising him and comparing him to Tasuku, which leads to him changing his acting style in the next show which completes bombs their show. Out of shame, Tsumugi runs away, and it takes Tasuku some hesitating before chasing after him and finally telling him how he REALLY feels -- that he was guilty for not being able to do anything to help Tsumugi when he failed that audition years ago and ran away, and that he admires Tsumugi's acting for what it is. The anime makes this scene even gayer by having them meet on a bridge in the snow and Tasuku holding an umbrella over Tsumugi's head as he pours his heart out to Tsumugi

4. Tsumugi regains his confidence after hearing that, and they finally FINALLY 100% reconcile

[twoidiotwriters1]

Four months after Ara makes the biggest decision of her life, her adoptive brother, Percy, goes missing with no explanation. In the midst of struggling to come to terms with her new responsibilities and the way she's perceived around camp, Ara meets Leo.

Birth is a Curse and Existence is a Prison

Thanks for Checking in! I'm Still a Piece of Garbage

Mom? Pick Me up, the Kids are being Mean

I'm Straight-Up Not Having a Good Time

Memory Lane Has Too Many Stops and I Keep Getting Carsick

Mom Gives Her Silliest Battles to Her Most Tragic Clowns

Save Money on Valentine's Day, Become Unlovable

I Commit a Hate Crime

I Handle It Like a Champ

Just Because I Have Fashion Sense Doesn't Mean I Have Common Sense

I'm The Whole Dam Circus

You Killed My T-Rex, Prepare to Die

I Need Emotional Support

Horrors Beyond YOUR Comprehension, I Comprehend Them Just Fine

No I Don't Make Sense, Stop Asking

I Miss Ten Seconds Ago When I Didn't Know This Guy Existed

Never Been More Offended by Something I 100% Agree With

The Risk I Took was Calculated, but I'm sooo Bad at Math

Why Am I Still Here? Just to Suffer?

My Fiance Threatens to Set Us on Fire

Prodigal Assholes Return

They Had Us in The First Half, Not Gonna Lie

I Hope This Doesn't Awaken Anything in Me

Disappointed but Not Surprised

If You Need Me, I'll Be In a Bad Mood

Leo Survives the Vibe Check

I Don't Have High Hopes but I Think Leara Should Be Our Ship Name

Teen Girls Experience the Horrors of Liking Boys

Not the Reunion You Wanted but the Reunion I Needed

It's Been (0) Days Since I Almost Died

In My Defense, I Was Left Unsupervised

I Ask My Bestie for Advice on the Stupid Thing I Did Already

The Slowest Slow-burn Becomes a Wild-fire

I'm Sorry I'm This Way, I Was (Mostly) Raised by Other Children

This Barbie is Consumed by Guilt

Kinda Want to Kiss Him, Kinda Want to Push Him Into Traffic

We Ran Out of Chill Pills

They'll Get Over It, They Just Gotta Be Dramatic First

Fates' First Mistake Was Giving Me a Body, the Second? A Will

Teenage Boy Experiences Worst Nightmare (Meeting His Girlfriend's Dad)

Source(s): Dude, Trust Me

Local Dumbass Knew What She Was Getting Into and Did It Anyways

It Got Too Fluffy, I Had to Do Something About That

Last Update: Nov 28th, 2023 by Danny

Book two: The Curse of Oenone, coming soon!

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[centuryberry]

Correct me if I'm wrong. King queen warrio aur-

Established flowerpeach. Unknown the speed it took but knowing wukong, rinrin had to take initiative

Shadowpeach: Fast feelings, very slowburn to actually happen

Shadoflower: Fast infatuation, slowburn falling in love (rinrin needed to trust him enough to drop her mask an inch), very slowburn to actually happen (due to shadowpeach)

iceflower: fast feelings, slowburn getting together due to trauma but not as slowburn as the shadow ships (plus wingman macaque helps)

Icepeach: midspeed feelings probably? Faster than the video game route definitely. Slowburn getting together, again due to trauma

Iceshadow: everytime you talk about them they're platonic. So either platonic all the way or the slowest burn of them all. And not slowburn like shadowpeach denial was, slowburn in very slow for their feelings to become romantic

This is pretty much their dynamic, yeah! And you're correct about Iceshadow being the slowest burn of all - but only due to circumstance. They are the sort to set aside their feelings when they prioritize something else, which could be religious devotion, safety, friendship, Yue's well-being, etc. Once in a blue moon in an AU, their priorities would line up with their attraction and they'd get together.

[noyzinerd]

Sterek Fic Recs

Here are links to my Top 10 favorite Sterek fics/series with my personal ringing endorsements for each. Not all of them are slow-burns, but most are, and all take place in canon.

1. By Any Other Name by entanglednow

33,090 words/Explicit

He doesn't know his name, he doesn't know who he is, and neither does the werewolf he's on the run with. But he's pretty sure they hunt monsters, because they seem to be really good at it.

This is my number 1, absolute favorite Sterek fic. It currently has over 21,000 kudos and for good reason. Stiles and Derek lose their memories and have to figure out who they are, who did this to them, and how to get their memories back. The fic does a beautiful job utilizing Stiles' detective skills to retrace their steps and shows how well these two work as a team with just their personalities and no prior history. Plus, who doesn't enjoy a Supernatural-style, monter-hunting roadtrip? Just absolutely gorgeous, made me tear up at the end, very well written, love of my life.

2. Stepping Off The Razor's Edge by MissAnnthropic

25,301 words/Explicit

After the events of season 3b, the group in Beacon Hills graduate high school and move on with their lives… everyone except Stiles and Derek. Beset by their demons, they decide they need to get away for a while to clear their heads. Cue the road trip. (companion piece to “Occam’s Razor” but can be read alone)

This is actually Part 2 of a series, but can be read alone (which I highly recommend you do!!!). It honestly hits much harder when not tied to Part 1 (and in my opinion actually has very little to do with Part 1), the tones are completely different, and the ending of Part 1 left a sour taste in my mouth. Just trust me on this one. Read this without Part 1. If you're still curious, go back and read it AFTER. THIS fic, however, is one of the subtlest, slowest burns I've ever read. It's very gradual but not in a frustrating way, since it's giving Stiles enough time to heal. Stiles, one day, just goes, "I can't anymore" and drops everything, including school, to essentially run away from his problems. Instead of trying to stop him, Derek, without any questions, opens the passenger door and goes "Where to?". A long, epic roadtrip ensues where they ignore the rest of the world and go from allies to the only ones that truly understand each other. It is absolutely beautiful.

3. Amor Fati by alocalband

42,812 words/Explicit

When Stiles gets thrown into the bank vault about twenty minutes after him, Derek isn’t even surprised. As it turns out, neither is Stiles.

This is probably the most well-written, in-character Derek I've come across. Prickly, snappy, but still cares for the well-being of others even if he doesn't show it. This fic is also meta at times in a funny way, with Stiles constantly calling out why the universe keeps shoving them together and why their lives keep playing out cliche' tropes. It doesn't get 4th-wall-break-ey, though, and it's mostly serious and hits you pretty hard in the beginning. It's not as overindulgent as you might think as you learn that all the times they're shoved together aren't just coincidence.

4. The Weight of Living by thecomedownchampion

7,083 words/Explicit

Healing was a slow process. It was like driving up a mountain in the winter without snow tires; you’d make a little progress, slip back a little, keep moving forward, get stuck in a snow drift and have to dig yourself out.

More Nogitsune trauma and Stiles trying to live with himself in the aftermath. No one but Derek truly understands what it's like to experience that much guilt and grief. Derek tries to show that Stiles is thoughtful and caring and nothing like the Nogitsune. There's a scene of Stiles remembering Derek's birthday that absolutely tore me up.

5. You Saw Me Standing Alone by orphan_account

43,947 words/Explicit

A pack of alpha werewolves is burning a war path through Beacon Hills; Stiles shouldn’t have the luxury of trying to get laid.

I honestly don't think I could describe this in a way to do this story justice. Just know that there's a reason that it's one of my top 5. The whole fic revolves around the Alpha pack wreaking havoc and leaving warnings all around town, mostly setting fires. Stiles and Derek steadily come together in a physical way but spend most of the time not quite knowing what their exact relationship is to one another. Stiles and Derek reminisce about loved ones, trading stories of fond memories. A story of navigating a relationship with neither one having any clue what they're doing or what they want, all while under a constant looming threat. There's also a bit in the beginning about Stiles taking some sort of healing potion that causes hallucinations, but so much other important stuff happens that you kinda forget about that part.

6. For You There's No Warning by Zee (orphan_account)

36,590 words/Explicit

Derek doesn’t know how Stiles always does this every time they have to work together: he gets Derek caught up in these ridiculous, circular conversations and Derek finds himself arguing over inconsequential things that he doesn’t actually feel that strongly about. It’s like Stiles has an innate ability to bring Derek down to his level of immaturity.

This is the best kind of dynamic. Their constant arguing and UST reaches a boiling point. You don't usually see this kind of fic from Derek's point of view, especially a Derek who, despite making the first move, is unsure and insecure and is just so terrified of taking advantage of Stiles, like Kate did to him (and the fear of becoming Kate is so crippling). It's also refreshing to see a headstrong Stiles that's confident and doesn't let Derek second-guess himself or run away when things get scary, who isn't afraid to say "Oh no you don't, buddy. We're going to sit here and talk this out." They're both awkward dorks that have a hard time communicating properly (it can get a little frustrating at times), but you can tell they're trying so earnestly, harder than they ever have with any other relationship. There's tons on monsters-of-the-week, hunters, witches, etc. There's plenty of excitement and drama. Also bottom!Derek, because he just needs someone to take care of him.

7. walk me down your broken line by geordielover

18,411 words/Explicit

The kissing. That’s important, very important. Not that the homicidal lycanthrope dragging him through dirt and fallen leaves isn’t important, but the kiss that follows? The path to this monumental push of lips on lips began even before this ill-fated venture to the Hale house. The douchebag manhandling him through the forest, hand clamped tight around Stiles’s throat to keep him from screaming, is just a bonus.

A cute, slow burn romance with a mostly soft Derek and an unsure Stiles that is always worried if the next thing he does is going to be what makes Derek break up with him (not realizing that Derek adores him). I love how supportive and understanding the sheriff is in this. Anyone who knows me will know that I'm a sucker for Stiles remembering Derek's birthday, but this fic reverses that with Derek being sweet and thoughtful for Stiles' birthday instead, which is almost just as nice. The main reason this fic is at my top 10 is because of one moment in particular, in which (not knowing of Derek's past with Kate) Stiles licks Derek's stomach...the aftermath of this broke me HARD. It is absolutely tragic for the both of them, but they find comfort in each other and it's very warming to read how they handle it. Plus, they face some monsters. All in all, their relationship is very wholesome and sweet, and not as heavy or riddled with grief as my other recommendations may be. You get the sense that they're together because they're fond of each other, not just because they're both hurting and lost.

8. We've Written Volumes (in Blood and Scars and Ink) by notthequiettype

25,935 words/Explicit

Stiles is on his back on hard-packed dirt. He's cold and there are leaves stuck to his neck and there's a four inch gash in his side that he thinks he can feel his ribs through. There's so much blood around him he feels like he's floating on a pond and everything is so much dimmer above him than it was a minute ago, which is saying something because he's in the dark center of the forest in the middle of the night. And the worst of it is that he's alone, totally alone with the smell of his own blood drowning him and the soft side of him run through by a tree. As his eyes slip shut, the last thing he thinks is, "This is going to kill my dad."

Another cute slow burn but with a surprisingly funny Derek. Stiles gets hurt and Derek takes it upon himself to dote on him. Stiles has printed out werewolf research laying out on his desk and Derek makes a habit out of writing sarcastic and hilarious notes between the lines. Made all the more hilarious because, despite what he's writing, his demeanor doesn't change. He's still stone-faced and broody all while doodling dicks on Stiles' research. At the same time, Derek can be socially awkward. It's adorable how these two learn things about each other and the witty banter and quips between these two are non-stop and pure gold.

9. Trust Fall by Stoney

144,224 words/Explicit

Stiles is fairly certain that a case could be made for every bad thing in his life coming back to Peter Hale. This time it's pissing off a powerful witch, who retaliated by swapping Stiles and Derek a la Freaky Friday, because sure. That makes sense. Um, there are GPAs on the line, not to mention the whole thing where his dad wants to shoot Derek on sight. Except who he sees as Derek is actually Stiles, and Stiles did not sign up for filicide. Great. Wait...does this mean he's the Alpha until they figure this out? Holy. Shit. **** Derek had stood in front of the bathroom mirror for a few minutes trying to control the panic as he saw himself as Stiles. As the loud mouthed human friend of the pack. He was going to kill Peter. He was going to kill the witch, then he was going to kill Peter. Maybe even resurrect him again just to kill him all over. They were going to have to play this cool. They would have to stay calm and focused. Which is of course why the universe threw him into this situation with someone who physically couldn't be calm and focused. Of course.

A body-swap fic that focuses on them learning each other's lives. Derek experiencing what it's like to have a father again via the sheriff is so heartwarming and Stiles learning about Derek's history with Kate is heartbreaking. I know I've got a few Derek comforting Stiles fics on this list, so here is a sweet Stiles comforting Derek fic. Stiles is also pretty hilarious in this, super funny one-liners and banter from Stiles.

10. The Nothing Less/Something More series by bigboobedcanuck

Total: 30,526 words

Part 1: Nothing Less 

11,422 words/Explicit

Derek even does up Stiles’s seatbelt, which Stiles thinks he should comment on, because it’s not like he got hit with kanima juice or something. He’s fine. But then Derek’s already sliding behind the wheel, and Stiles keeps losing little pockets of time.

Part 2: Something More 

19,104 words/Explicit

In this sequel to Nothing Less, Stiles and Derek navigate the choppy waters of their new relationship. They also have to deal with that nasty alpha pack, who aren't going away without a fight. Drama and angst ensues.

A two part series that MUST be read together. I cried and was frantically thinking the whole time "The author wouldn't do that, would they? WOULD THEY?!" There are major twists and turns in Part 2 that will make you want to stop the hurting, but TRUST ME, you HAVE to read it to the end. As expected, Part 1 is a slowburn of them getting together. Stiles asks Derek to teach him how to shoot so he can stop feeling helpless. Part 1, I should mention, starts off with the Alpha pack attempting to sexually assault Stiles before Derek rescues him. Nothing happens, but just figured I'd put a warning.

[ratsoh-writes]

Ohhh matchups!!! Let's do me! Or character me! Lol

My/her name is Coco, a black short hair cat monster with red eyes, always wearing oversized hoodies. I supposed that counts as physical appearance lol

General personality: quite ambivert but more introvert since is more preferred to be alone and quiet by herself. That doesn't mean she's isn't kind or forgiving. She's quite the extrovert around the ones she trust.

Hobbies: drawing, writing poetry, reading, baking, yoga, cleaning and a little bit of gardening (doesn't like the texture)

Favorite items: a flower crown of undying flowers, pretty rocks, gloves and a cute jewelry

Strengths: creative, compassionate, kind, forgiving, calm, mature, sceptical, empathetic and patient

Weakness: hot headed, naive or "too nice", emotional, self-critical, nervousness and forgetful

Deal breakers/pet peeves: not wanting kids, environment too loud, not communication or respect for each other

Traits I find attractive: kindness with kids but in general as well, patience, leadership, protectiveness over the ones they care about, tallness (but she doesn't mind short kings) and probably an extrovert lol

Note: Coco has selective mutism, she barely talks to people or even the ones she cares about, it's a matter of time for her to open up and talk (she has a soft cute voice)

Hope this works! You can send me a dm if I missed anything!

Hmm calm but loud, cares for kids, protective, and a slow burn….

After going through a few choices, I decided the best match for coco is …… NOIR! He is horrorfell papyrus

This will be the slowest of slow burns as these two begin to slowly become friends, then fall for each other. While noir does like the softies in his life, he takes a while to notice the quiet ones. Despite his sass, he does have a gentle caring side.

Naturally with her liking yoga and him being a yoga instructor, their love story starts at his yoga classes! Who doesn’t love a good meet cute at work story??

Noir does in fact wear hoodies and sweat pants. While he does dress up when going out, at home he gives up his formal pride for comfort. Coco can steal his hoodies for the most oversized fit they’ll ever have! Noir thinks it’s adorable

Noir would make a good dad. He has a soft spot for children, and with a long term partner, it isn’t hard to convince him to have one with them. However as a famine/horror monster, he and his partner will have a hard time conceiving. So it’ll either be a long wait for that first child, or they should look into adoption/fostering

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All the HP fanfic on AO3 ranked by kudos #11

Evitative by Vichan

Guys. I think this is the best fanfiction I have ever read. It felt more canon than the actual 5th book. Dear god I wish this could be canon. Here are the details; main ship: drarry. Rating: teen. Content warnings: blood, self inflicted wounds for rituals, bullying. Word count: 222,435

I don’t even know where to start. Ok, Harry has a relationship with the dark arts in this fic. It’s basically what influences him to accept being resorted into Slytherin. The author invites a beautiful sub-lore to the fandom. And believe me when I say it is well described and detailed. The author does an amazing job explaining Slytherin prejudice and wizards hatred of the dark arts. It’s si profound because it’s never touched on in the books cause JKR kinda hated Slytherins herself. It’s just amazing what this author does for the slytherins. They handle pure blood prejudice very well and show the house as willing to grow and change. Overall, the dark and misrepresented slytherins and given their time to shine in this book.

Ok now Drarry! I wanted mooorrreee. This was the slowest slow burn I’ve ever read. And honestly that’s because the relationship wasn’t the main focus of the fic. In all honestly the main ship should’ve been Harry/ Dark Magic. That was the main cultivating relationship with drarry being minor. But it was still very very well done. Extraordinary. I suppose it’s good that it was a super slow burn because it fit the mood of the fic very well. Harry has to adapt to being in slytherin and being able to trust his peers, so it only makes sense that it takes a long time for him to cultivate a relationship with Draco. But it ends really well.

The plot of this fic is just astounding. Take the entire Order of the Phoenix and warp it to Slytherin Harry Potter and that’s this fic. Including the length and the detail. It was so moving I feel like I can’t even properly articulate it.

All I have to say is read it. That’s it. This is my favorite piece of HP fanfic I’ve ever read. Please, if you want to read a long fic, read this one. 10/10. I recommend to anyone in the HP fandom who needs more of the books without JK’s Slytherin prejudice. This is an amazing piece of literature.

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might as well throw in some pingxie thoughts while i’m at it

i have. many things to say about pingxie. but on the subject of reducing relationships to one dimensional tropes specifically, it does them just as much of a disservice.

my favorite variation of pingxie is in the books (very shocking i know, although that’s technically the original them and not a variation), and by comparison to what’s shown in the dramas (which are fun and self-indulgent don’t get me wrong), the books are the slowest of slow burns. never forget we see everything in them from wu xie’s pov exclusively (at least the main entries), so we can only infer xiaoge’s own growth and development from what wu xie sees of it, but it very much exists.

wu xie has a complicated opinion of xiaoge in the earlier books, mostly because he doesn’t quite know what to make of this man who looks younger than he is and completely blows him off on their first meeting (blows everyone off in fact) much to his displeasure, which leads to the initially derogatory nickname ‘menyouping’, and yet is also vastly competent and knowledgeable. he’s cold and indifferent, yet wu xie feels safe around him and trusts him more than he likely should from the get go, mostly because wu xie’s good at reading people’s intentions and character on an instinctive level he doesn’t always manage to rationalize early on. he’s fascinated and would like to know him better, but also finds him deeply unfathomable, even incomprehensible.

and then you have xiaoge, who it merits saying, is repeatedly described as largely indifferent to most things (and he genuinely is), doing what he deems necessary but otherwise not bothering to involve himself with other people or social niceties. this is a man who spends his time off to the side sleeping or contemplating the sky, and yet in the space of four books he goes from not giving two shts about wu xie (or more than he would the average person) to voluntarily interacting with him, siding with him in quiet ways, helping him through unspoken little acts all the way up until a turning point wherein he first tries to keep his distance from wu xie en route to tamutuo in an effort to keep him from getting further involved than he already is in dangerous things he has no concept of, except by then he’s shown enough uncharacteristic interest in wu xie that wu xie notices he's being cold and distant. this all culminates in the infamous moment where xiaoge eventually lets himself act on thoughts he’s likely never fully analyzed himself, let alone shared with another person, leading to the “if i disappeared no one would notice” moment. 

and from there all the way until post ten years later and into things like yucun biji, the reality is that pingxie were never the serious immortal and the dorky clumsy mortal boy he adopts, nor are they the vulnerable strong one and the eventual protector, or any other trope variation really. pingxie are two people who at the start stand on opposite sides of a line neither of them were ever meant to cross, and to all intents and purposes should never have met for how very different the worlds they come from are. they’re people that circumstance threw together who chose to stay together, and keep choosing each other. they don’t need each other to exist, and could have gone their separate ways had they wanted to, but the importance of their relationship lies in that they stay together by active choice, and that in doing so, they meet in the middle.

wu xie matures and comes to understand a number of things through hardship while xiaoge is behind the gate that untether him just enough from the world that xiaoge isn’t quite so unfathomable anymore, while xiaoge comes down from his imposed pedestal just enough that he tethers himself to wu xie (and pangzi) and learns to live rather than exist

neither of them became a different person for the other, and the core of their relationship (and the beauty of it) is in the harmony and understanding they eventually achieve. reducing all of that to archetypes is honestly a little tragic

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Hear me out hear me out hear me out hear me out.

Manga!Hiro/Anime!Kai & Anime!Hiro/Manga!Kai

Almost some Isekai bullshit. Where the Hiro’s are transported out of their world to the other one. Some weird planets aligned stuff.

Manga Hiro gets transported to the future where he’s older, and has come to find out a lot of bad things have happened. Volkov in this universe was a monster, and by extension, so was he. Takao doesn’t look up to him like he did, and his father and Ryu are disappointed by him. The team he cherished and coached can’t stand him and don’t trust him. Even hate him? Who is Brooklyn? What is BEGA?

Anime Hiro is taken to the past. There’s no BEGA. Volkov is still evil, but holy shit he wasn’t as bad as the Volkov back home. There’s a different level of respect from the Bladebreakers. And they’re just all different than how he remembers them back in his world.

Manga!Hiro has the toughest time, trying to piece things together through the internet and others. Until he confides in Mr. D, who looks like he’s crazy, but hears him out.

Insert hospital scene here, where idk some made up medical stuff where it’s like yeah this isn’t our Hiro. Maybe. Or it comes out there’s nothing wrong with his brain, and yeah Hiros a master manipulator but he seems different.

The slowest of burns for Manga!Hiro/Anime!Kai. Kai doesn’t trust him, and is under the impression this is just another one of Hiro’s plans. Kai still hates his guts after everything that happened during BEGA. Everything that was said, that he partnered up with Volkov.

Manga!Hiro trying to make amends for what other Hiro did. Apologizing. Volunteering. It feels pointless because people still see him as other Hiro. He feels so lonely. Isolated.

Again slow burn, but eventually Kai takes pity on Manga!Hiro and talks with him and hangs out with him. And maybe… maybe Hiro was telling the truth. There’s not this ominous aura around Hiro. There’s just this gentler vibe. The hairs on his neck don’t stand up, and his gut isn’t telling him to get away.

And Anime!Kai’s feelings begin to fester

-

Anime!Hiro is having the time of his LIFE!! he got to do all this shit in his other life and now he has no consequences of that. There’s no Volkov to pair up with. No looming over throw of the BBA, it’s surprisingly calm. He’s coaching the team, and they listen to him, including Hiwatari, who was such a little shit in the other world.

This isn’t a slow burn. This story is kinda icky??? Depending on how it’s written. I see Anime!Hiro as such a manipulator. He gets what he wants, without caring who he hurts. Also this would take place more towards the end of the Manga, ignoring Rising’s existence. So like 15-16ish Kai and a 22-23 Hiro. So like while good and legal in Japan, my western brain is like NOOOO.

He wants Kai. This world’s Kai isn’t insufferable. Isn’t a little shit. Is bright eyed and optimistic. Isn’t damaged goods from the abbey, which may or may not exists (he’ll research that later, as well as Yuriy, for reasons). Has daddy issues. Is kind of unsure of himself, blushes????? Really? It’s endearing, and this world’s Kai is kind of cute.

And yeah okay, maybe wanting Kai, is him just getting back at his world’s Kai.

If the other world’s Hiro/kai is a slow burn this is a spontaneous combustion. It happens so fast. Hiros almost a little disappointed there’s no chase at all. Kai just opens up to him. Emotionally and sexually. Share his frustration over his dad and Hiro listens, and shortly after he kisses Kai and it’s a done deal after that.

He wants to be rough and aggressive with Kai, after everything Anime!Kai put him through, but he can’t. At least not the first time, and then after he finds out Kai is into that.

And then the rest of the story would be Hiro being like, ya know what? Kai’s not that bad , and he slowly falls for Kai.

Would probably alternate between the two Hiro’s one chapter for one then the next chapter for the other. Or two separate fics. The usual one

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Stuck with you

Last part🎀🫶

AGHHH THIS IS THE LAST PART OF STUCK WITH YOU I CANT BELIEVE I FINISHED IT ALREADY😭😭 I’ve loved writing this story the most it’s been my SLOWEST SLOW BURN but I’ve absolutely been ADDICTED to the plot and hot mini tropes🤭 ofc this entire story was written for the beautiful beautiful one and only @mqverick so yes, this is for HER AND HER ONLY🫵👹 IVE SAID IT BEFORE AND ILL SAY IT AGAIN HAPPY BIRTHDAY LUV UR THE BEST AND DESERVE EVERY SINGLE TOM CRUISE SMUT FANFIC IN THE WORLD THIS ONE IS FOR U🫶💞

There was a knock at the door and I jumped to my feet, panic holding me rigid. After my argument with Charlie last night, I’d tried to find another hotel nearby but they’d all been too full or too far so I was still in the same one. I’d purchased another room on the other side of the building, but I knew he’d find me. Charlie could be persistent when he wanted to be.

“Hello?!” He banged his fist against the door, “I know you’re in there, let me in! I dont like how we left things yesterday, can we talk?!”

I sighed heavily and opened the door a few inches. Charlie’s palms were pressed flat against the doorframe and his eyes were red as though he hadn’t slept all night. Now I felt bad because he had a whole day of driving ahead but it was still deserved.

“You want to talk or yell?” His head snapped up at the sound of my voice.

“Talk,” he promised solemnly and pressed his lips into a thin line, “But I haven’t got long because Ray is on his own in the hotel room and I don’t trust him to be careful.”

I inhaled sharply and opened the hotel door. Charlie slowly brushed past me and my stomach fluttered at the small touch. I walked forward into the bedroom and he followed quietly behind me.

“I haven’t been sleeping all night, because I’ve been thinking about what you said…and you’re right. I mean you’re always right, but I never realised just how right until you weren’t there to remind me,” his hand rubbed the back of his neck nervously, “Ive been really shitty to you and Raymond and you’re such a good person, and I want to be the perfect person for you. You deserve someone better than me but…if you come with me to LA, I’ll spend the rest of my time trying to be that perfect person to you.”

I forgot how to breathe, “You’re ready for commitment?”

“The idea still terrifies me, I can’t lie- Ive got so much going on but you’re right. You’ve been so helpful and comfortable to be around, and I know we haven’t known each other for long but you’ve really impacted my life. That first night in the hotel, was the night I started to forget a life without you.”

He took a step forward and breath caught in my throat, “I wasn’t lying when I said I needed you. You keep me sane, you keep me anchored, and you remind me when I’m acting like a total dick and I love you for it. I love everything about you, your stubbornness, the way you smile when you think I’m not looking, the way you fit perfectly in my arms.”

His hand came up to hold the small of my back and I arched into his touch, “There’s only you. Even when I'm not with you, there's only you. Next time, just ask. You've never had a problem being bluntly honest with me. If we're going to do this, then we have to trust each other."

"And you want to do this?" I hold my breath.

He sighs, long and hard, then admits, "Yes." His hand slides up, and he caresses my cheek with his thumb. "I can't make you any promises, But I'm tired of fighting it."

"Yes." One word has never meant so much to me. Then I blink, remembering his previous comment about our first night together in that hotel, “You wanted me then?"

"I've wanted you from the first second I saw you,” he admits, “Even when you were screaming at me in the airport, the fierceness turned me on.”

I laughed quietly and he stroked my cheek with his thumb, “And if I was short with you yesterday... well, it's just a shit day and I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have spoken to you like that.”

"I understand,” I nodded, imagining I was in his situation. His head tilted ever so slightly towards mine and I gestured to the bed, “Now sit.”

"What?" His eyebrows rise.

"Sit," I order, staring him down.

To my absolute surprise, he does as I ask, sitting on the side of his bed.

His long legs stretch out in front of him, and he leans back slightly on the heels of his hands. "Now what?"

I move between his thighs and run my fingers through his hair. He closes his eyes and leans into my touch, and I swear, I feel my heart crack wide open. "Now I take care of you."

His eyes fly open and gods, are they beautiful. I've memorized every gold fleck in those green depths. Running my hands through his hair, I sink to my knees before him.

"You don’t-“

"I'm just taking off your boots." A smirk plays at my lips as I unlace one, then the other, taking them off.

His gaze locks on my skirt, heating every time the slit reveals a section of my thigh. "You've been wearing that all morning?"

"That's what you get for walking behind me," I tease, coming to stand between his thighs again.

"I can't really argue about the view from the back, either." He tilts his chin to look up at me.

"Be quiet and let me get this off you." I take off his jacket and his arms curled around my hips.

"I don't deserve you." he tugs me closer. "But I'm going to keep you all the same."

"Good." I lean in and brush my lips over his. "Because I think I'm in love with you." My heart beats erratically, and panic claws up my rib cage.

I shouldn't have said it.

His eyes flare wide and his arms tighten around me. "You think? Or you know?"

Be brave.

Even if he doesn't feel the same, at least I will have spoken my truth.

"I know. I'm so wildly in love with you that I can't imagine what my life would even look like without you in it. And I probably shouldn't have said that, but if we're doing this, then we're starting from a place of complete honesty."

He crushes his mouth to mine and pulls me fully into his lap so I'm straddling him. He kisses me so deep that I lose myself in it, in him. There are no words as he takes off my my shirt and unbuttons my skirt, all without breaking the kiss. "Stand," he says against my lips.

"Charlie.” My heart thunders.

"I fucking need you, Right now. And I don't need anyone, so I'm not quite sure how to handle this feeling, but I'm giving it my best. And if you don't want this today, that's fine, but I'm going to need you to walk out that door right now, because if you don't, I'm going to have you naked on your back in the next two minutes."

The intensity in his eyes and the vehemence of his words should frighten me, but they don't. Even if this man loses every ounce of his self-control, I know he'll never hurt me.

"Walk away or stay, but either way, I need you to stand up," he begs.

A smile curved at my lips, “I think two minutes might be overestimating your skills.”

He grins and lifts me from his lap.

My feet hit the floor. "I'm timing you."

"Is that_"

"One. Two." I hold up my fingers. "Three."

He's on his feet in a heartbeat, and then his mouth is on mine, and I stop counting. I'm too busy chasing the strokes of his tongue, feeling the ripple of his muscles beneath my fingertips, to give a shit where my clothes are going.

I feel air rush against my legs as my skirt hits the floor, leaving me in my underwear while I suck on his tongue.

He groans, Then his hands are in my hair, and he pulls back only long enough to rake his ravenous gaze down my body. "So fucking beautiful."

"I think that might have been a little longer than two-" I start, but he grabs the back of my thighs and lifts, sweeping my feet out from underneath me. My back hits the bed with a slight bounce, and honestly, I should have seen that move coming given that he's been putting me on my back for the better part of a year now.

"Still counting?" he asks, dropping to his knees beside the bed and pulling me up.

"Do you need me to keep score?" I tease as my ass hits the end of the bed.

"Feel free." He grins, and before I can get another word in, his mouth is between my thighs.

I suck in a sharp breath and throw my head back at the sheer pleasure of his tongue, licking and swirling around my clit. "Oh fuck."

He licks me from entrance to clit, finally flicking his tongue over that sensitive spot and I moan.

"Fuck, you taste good." He lifts my thighs up onto his shoulders and settles in like he has nowhere else to be tonight.

Then he absolutely devours me with tongue and teeth.

Pleasure, hot and insistent, spirals in my stomach and I'm lost in sensation, my hips rising and falling as I chase the high he drives me toward with every expert stab of his tongue.

My thighs tremble when he takes up a rhythm against my clit and drives two fingers inside me. They lock when he strokes his fingers in time with his tongue. Mindless, I'm simply mindless.

when he tips me over the edge of oblivion, it's his name I scream as that power whips outward with every wave of my climax.

"That's one," he says, kissing his way up my limp body. Moving his fingers out of me, he moves them to his lips and never once breaks eye contact. I suck in a deep breath as he licks his fingers clean, savouring my taste.

"Your mouth is..." I shake my head as his hands slide under me, moving us to the center of his bed. "There are no words for that."

"Delicious," he whispers, his lips skimming the plane of my stomach.

"You are absolutely delicious. I never should have waited this long to get my mouth on you."

I gasp when he sucks the peak of my breast into his mouth, his tongue lashing and stroking my nipple as he works the other between thumb and forefinger, setting a whole new fire within me built on the embers of the first.

By the time he gets to my neck, I'm a writhing flame beneath him, touching every part of him I can reach, stroking my hands down his arms, his back, his chest. Fuck, this man is incredible.

Our mouths meet in a deep kiss, and I can taste us both in it as I draw my knees upward, settling his hips right where they're meant to be- between my thighs.

he groans, and I can feel the head of him at my entrance. He shakes his head slowly and I smile.

"I don't get equal time to play?" I tease, arching my hips so he slides against me and making my own breath catch with the motion.

He nips my lower lip. "You can play all you want later if I can have you right now."

Yeah, that's a plan I can get with. "You already have me."

His gaze collides with mine as he hovers above me, bracing his weight to keep from crushing me. "You have everything I have to give."

That's enough...for now. I nod, arching my hips again.

Eyes locked with mine, he pushes into me with one long roll of his hips, consuming every inch and then taking another until he's i feel him everywhere.

The pressure, the stretch, the fit of him is beyond words.

"You feel so damn good." I roll my hips because I can't help myself.

"I could say the same thing about you." He smiles, using my own words from earlier against me. Hard, deep, and slow, he sets a rhythm that has me arching for every thrust as we come together again and again and again.

He drives us up the bed, and I throw my arms back, bracing against the headboard for leverage as I meet every plunge of his hips. God, each is better than the last. When I urge him to move faster, he gives me a wicked grin and takes me at the same mind-blowing, heart-jolting pace. "I want this to last. I need this to last."

"But I'm..." That fire in my core is coiled tight and so ready to burst free that I can almost taste how sweet it will be.

"I know." He drives forward again, and I whimper at how fucking good it feels. "Just stay with me." He adjusts the angle so he hits my clit with every thrust and presses my knee forward, taking me even deeper.

I'm not going to survive this. I'm going to die right here in this bed.

"Then I'm going to die with you," he promises, kissing me.

I'm so far gone, I didn't even realize I said the words out loud.

"More. I need more." Pleasure simmers beneath my skin and my legs lock.

"You're almost there. Fuck, you feel so damn good around me. I'm never going to get enough of this, enough of you.”

"I Love you." His eyes flare and his control snaps as he pounds into me, and that coiled pleasure explodes as he drives toward his own release, groaning into the side of my neck as the last waves of my orgasm leave me shuddering against him.

Long minutes pass before our breathing steadies, "You're all right?" he asks, brusting my hair back from my face.

"I'm great. You're great. That was-“

"Great?" he supplies.

"Exactly."

"I was going to use the word glorious but I think 'great covers it,”

His fingers tangle in my hair. "I fucking love your hair. If you ever want to bring me to my knees or win an argument, just let it down. I'll get the point." I grin as the breeze rustles through the brown strands.

My head turned to the side and I gasped at the broken desk to our left.

"What are we going to do?"

"Right now?" He strokes my hair back from my face again. "That was two, if we're still counting, and I say we clean up, move the desk out the way, and get you to three, maybe four if you're still awake."

My jaw drops. "After we broke the furniture?"

He smiles and shrugs. "I don’t care about the cost.”

I gaze down at his body, and the craving for him ignites again, "Yeah, let's go for three."

We're going for five, my hips in Charlie’s hands while I slowly ride him, and trail my fingers down the hard planes and muscles of his back. I'm not sure how either of us is still moving, and yet we can't seem to stop, can't get enough.

"It really is beautiful," I tell him, rising up only to sink back down again, taking him deep within me.

His dark eyes flare as his hands flex. "Oh yeah, you always wanted a man with a nice back, didn’t you?." He arches his hips, hitting me at a sublime angle.

"Mhm,” Fuck he's robbing me of every thought.

Someone pounds on the door.

"Go the fuck away!" Charlie yelled, reaching up my back and hooking onto my shoulder to pull me down into his next thrust.

I fall forward, muffling my moan in his neck.

"I really wish I could." There's enough regret in the voice that I believe it.

"Someone better be dead if I get out of this bed," Charlie retorts.

“It’s your brother, Raymond Babbitt?” The man called, “Nothing bad, we just found him wandering the hotel looking lost.”

Both Charlie and I startle, our gazes colliding in shock. I slide off him, and he covers me with his blanket before shoving his legs into his trousers and striding for the door.

"What the fuck are you talking about?" Charlie swung open the door to see the hotel manager and Raymond standing there awkwardly.

“Charlie, Charlie Babbitt,” Ray mumbled quietly.

Charlie clapped his shoulder softly and I couldn’t help but grin.

~3 days later~

Charlie stared down at me with a mischievous smile, “Dance with me.”

I scoffed, “You don’t dance.”

“For you I will,” he offered me his hand and I looked down at it hesitantly, “Come on. You can’t come all this way to a wedding and not dance.”

I rolled my eyes playfully and accepted his hand. Keeping his eyes on me, he led us to the dance floor as though he knew exactly where to go and I sighed.

“This is so embarrassing,” I wrapped my arms around his neck and glanced to my right. My sister, dressed in her brilliant white gown, winked at me and I scrunched my nose back at her.

“Love isn’t embarrassing,” he murmured lowly and wrapped his arm around my waist. Our free hands came up to clasp each other and I smiled at the sight. The music slowed to a more romantic tune and we began to sway from side to side, never once breaking eye contact. I was wearing a red dress that accentuated my hips and hugged at my curves. Charlie kept reminding me how beautiful I looked though in all honesty, I was most excited for when he took it off me tonight. We’d made it to LA and we’re currently moving from hotel to hotel whilst we came up with a solid plan.

I looked at all the dressed up people around us and realised one person was missing, “I’m sorry about Ray.”

He shook his head fiercely, “You don’t have to be. Ray’s better off back at his institution, it never would’ve worked if he lived with me.”

I nodded, “Yeah…you did deserve a bit of the money though.”

“Its all his, that money was never meant to be mine and besides,” he leant closer to press his lips against my forehead, “I already have everything I need.”

I grinned and claimed his lips with mine, my arms tightening around his neck and his hands pulling me closer. I couldn’t get enough of this man, Charlie Babbitt was going to be the death of me.

“What happens after this?” I pulled back for breath, “When we both go home?”

“Well we don’t live far from each other,” the corner of his lip lifted, “And I need a new employee at the company.”

“Oh really?” My brow raised jokingly, “I didn’t realise there was a job vacancy.”

“It actually opened up recently,” he pretended to look at his watch, “Two seconds ago to be precise.”

I chuckled quietly and he nodded, “Though seriously, there is a job for you at the company if you want it.”

“What would I be doing?”

“I’m sure we can find something,” he shrugged as we moved around the dance floor, “I’d be your boss…”

“Sounds like a forbidden Office romance,” my mouth curved into a smile as I kissed my way up his jaw, “I’m in.”

“You just like the idea of me bending you over the desk and fucking you senseless when we’re not supposed to, don’t you?” he murmured against my skin and my back arched slightly.

“You know….we could always take this conversation to the bathroom.”

He leant back, “At your sisters wedding?”

I shrugged, “She won’t care, and I need this right now….so I can go to the bathroom alone and think about you slamming me against the wall and sliding your-“

His head leaned back with a low groan and I continued, “…Or you can come with me and make these fantasies a reality.”

I grew hot under the intensity of his dark gaze, and he smirked, “You never even had to ask.”

Without wasting a moment of hesitation, Charlie grabbed my hand and we rushed back out to the private bathrooms. My skin was already hot at the idea of Charlie filling me, and my heart pounded loudly enough for the both of us. This day couldn’t get any better.

My back pressed against the cool bathroom wall and Charlie pinned my wrists above my head. Pulling my skirt to the side, he lined himself up at my entrance and wait…no, it could get better.

He rolled into me with one thick thrust and my head tipped back in blissful pleasure. Completely inside of me, I took a moment to adjust to his size before he pounded into me once more, my thighs already spilling with a pool of wetness.

Best

Day

Ever.

The end💋

[lovenona]

HI HOTTIE !! MOST LOVELY!

BE SELF INDULGENT TODAY AND TELL ME ABOUT YOUR FAVORITE AU AND HOW YOUR FAVORITE CHARACTER(S) WOULD PLAY A ROLE IN IT

lately (always) i have been pining after a simple modern au with our beloved s*kuna: 

no curses, just a guy in his late twenties with a lot of Rage and not nearly enough cafes in the neighborhood that meet his standards (coffee’s for bastards. just tea, thanks, and oh look, the barista didn’t even brew it right.) no one (me) can be sure what he does for a living – artist? actor? tokyo’s most darling musician? all of the above? but what everyone does know is that he wears outfits cool enough for the runway, he never seems to crack a genuine smile, and he dances like an absolute whore at the club.

enter the protagonist: stumbling around with a master’s degree, should i just go back to school what the fuck am i doing, half a novel already written on their computer and a stack of “fuck you’s” from every publisher they ever wrote to. by some chance of fate or cursed design (their trusted friend gojo’s penchant for partying everywhere cool in town) they stumble right into sukuna and the world falls apart from there! 

what ensues is the slowest of all slow burns in which sukuna and mc refuse to acknowledge their growing feelings towards each other – sukuna because he’s a stupid little bitch, the mc because they think they’re just friends who hang out and sometimes share their hopes and dreams with each other. there’s banter! there’s drama (will he??? won’t he??? do we hate him simply because he’s famous or do we just hate the competition for his affections??) there’s almost kissing and so many lingering glances and oh god he smells amazing and please god when will they FUCK!

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rylie!! just wanted to stop by and ask what your fav trope is and which one suits you and nanami the best <3

omg two favorite tropes come to mind, the first is enemies/rivals to lovers. a classic but when it comes to fics i looooveee it. the fact that you've seen the WORST side of a person and you still come to love them anyways is just SHDFHSHSD. the second kind of goes with it and its secret relationships. this trope gets me every single time i will eat a fic up anytime i see with it, it might be my favorite. just bc of the intimacy of having something entirely your own, and no one can know about it. but also i like when it is a secret not because it has to be, just because you want to keep the relationship private. and then friends/other characters find out, and its so funny seeing all their reactions. (i have used this trope ... numerous times, every one will notice now that i've pointed it out LMAO but just pretend you didn't). now when you combine the two, and its the protagonist in the secret relationship with the antagonist ... DELICIOUS !!! <3

for me & kento, the one that i think fits us the best though is childhood friends to lovers. we are both very reserved people that are slower to trust and form meaningful connections with others. so us being close friends before we ever got into a relationship is pretty integral for both of us.

but also because of my personality, all of my selfships are like the slowest of slow burns LMAOOO.

[incorrect-random-fandom]

How do you think Gwyn's SA will be handled in acotar 5? One side of the fandom treats her SA like sh*t, that is clear, but Sarah herself actually treated it well in my opinion. Given that Sarah does not always treat trauma and addiction (Nesta's drinking problem for example) well, I think she at least did well with Gwyn's trauma in acosf. I'm hoping that Sarah will keep on treating it well. I don't entirely trust her with this though, I'm scared that she will make Gwyn forget all about her SA when she sees Azriel's dick for the first time. I hope acotar 5 won't start with Gwyn suffering from it but then as soon as her and Azriel get into intimacy she would just desperatly want the D and then she no longer has worries. I'm okay if it doesn't take long for Gwyn to get comfortable because yes, everyone heals in their own way and there are many people who rather want to experience sex to replace the bad experiences. I just really hope that her trauma won't just be swept under the rug, yk?

How do you think it will go? This might not be true but what if Gwyn is also ashamed? I mean, there are people in the world that feel like they're not worth anything anymore and not worth marrying because they got taken by people whom they didn't even want to have sex with. What if Gwyn feels worthless and thinks that Azriel wouldn't and shouldn't want to bed her? Feeling unworthy of sex like Azriel feels unworthy of love? If you get what I mean... 😅

This is a tough question, anon, baby.

In a way, I kinda expect SJM to deal with it the same way she deals with every other traumatized character: on a surface level, just deep enough to make the readers feel for them, but not going heavy enough on the trauma topic, and I honestly think that's better than going too in-depth into something that she doesn't have too much knowledge on, because this is such a serious matter, and treating it without the right care and caution could probably hurt readers that have been through SA.

Obviously she can't just erase Gwyn’s trauma to fit into their love story, so she's gonna have to handle Gwyn’s healing delicately, but I hope she will wait until both Az and Gwyn are in a better headspace before they can even think about being in a relationship. I mean, you can see how damaged Azriel is, and we knew it even before his own pov, through the other characters' thoughts, how scarred he is mentally, so a relationship at the moment would just be unhealthy.

This is only my opinion, of course, and I might be totally wrong, I just hope I'm not offending anyone. If I am, please tell me so I can fix my thoughts.

Also, I hope their romance will start off as a deep friendship. A really slow-burn (the slowest of burns, if I'm being honest) friends-to-lovers romance, in which both of them are super competitive and try to outdo the other in every little thing, until they realize they're better as partners, working together to surpass everybody else. They also begin trusting each other enough to talk about their own traumas, starting their healing journey together, but also independently to the other. Nesta and Emerie should also play an immense role in helping Gwyn find herself and learn to love herself again, if what you said about her feeling unworthy of love over what happened to her is true.

And, because I'm a slut for angsty storylines, I also want it to be an unrequited love story, be it on Azriel's side or Gwyn's. Probably Gwyn. So she starts falling for him while he's still pining for you-know-who, and then right when she decides he'll never love her as she loves him, something happens to him and Gwyn is the one to save him (I'm also a slut for heroines that save their heros) and to take care of him, so he begins to see her as more than a friend because no one's ever cared for him the way she does, and no one understands him like her.

One more thing: I AM BEGGING YOU, SARAH J MAAS, PLEASE EXPLORE GWYN’S DARK SIDE. MAKE HER A BADASS BITCH WHO WILL NOT HESITATE TO CUT THEIR ENEMIES — especially if they hurt Az or her sisters —, when she's also an adorable and sassy priestess who will make everyone's days better just by being herself.

Is it too much to ask for her to be just like Lana Myers from the Mindf*ck series? (I told you guys I'm obsessed with my baby Lana)

Maybe I veered off topic a bit, but I'm not too good with words and I just hope you guys will understand what I mean.

(Sorry for any grammatical error, I'm not a native English speaker🥺).

[seriouslysam8]

Blackinnon BABYYYYYY

BUCKLE UP BOYS AND GIRLS BECAUSE NONE OF THIS IS CANON AND ALL MY FUCKING HEADCANON

Ship It

1 What made you ship it? Let’s go with what we know from canon. She and her family were obliviously important or badasses or maybe both. Her entire family was wiped out! Like one fell swoop one night. All dead.

Now from my version of Blackkinnon. Marlene’s “death” had Sirius fucking spiraling and only upped the guilt he felt for refusing to be SK. It never made sense in canon why Sirius wasn’t SK. Was he a little arrogant shit? Yeah. But you can’t telling me Sirius mother-fucking Black would have trusted anyone with his godson. Sirius who lived off fucking rats Black would trust a dump like Peter?? Like Sirius only and main concern was Harry. Even after all those years. It was Harry. Say what you will about Sirius, but he was a FINE DAMN godfather.

So what could make Sirius think he’s not good enough to protect Harry? Well, we got the Bellatrix thing. Scared his family would break him. But we also have Marlene dying. That fucked him up. Bad. He couldn’t protect her and he didn’t think he could protect the Potters.

Even after she comes back to life (BUCKLE UP FAM), he’s still as madly in love with her as he was all those years ago. He’s hurting so bad that Bellatrix twisted and mani pulled her thoughts. Bellatrix did to Marlene what he had only dared feared would happen to him. It was much worse than what Sirius feared she’d do to him.

They are going to have the slowest of slow burns ever because they both take the appropriate amount of time to heal and work out their issues.

2 What are your favorite things about the ship? If we’re going just by canon: the ship name. Blackkinnon is awesome. In my little big AU, just how after all this time apart they will still be drawn together. Eventually. You’ll see what I’m talking about.

3 Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship? Umm… I don’t like Marlene with blonde hair. Like no. She was a tall kick ass brunette. Sirius liked dark-haired girls.