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dailymichifer · 2 years

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[Archive] fuckyeahlucifersupernatural's fics

fuckyeahlucifer (or carvedwhalebones) is a writer who disappeared from ao3 with their much beloved +89 SPN fics (a lot of Samifer fics and other Lucifer-ships fics) Many have been lost forever, but not all of them, thanks to the Internet Archive.

Here are all the SPN fics I could find:

[Michifer] The Way We Are 'Michael imagines that if he were to sink his teeth into the forbidden fruit, it’d taste just like his little brother.'

[Michifer] Spitting Blood "Sometimes the calm before the storm is all you can hold onto."

[Michifer] Little Brother Michael discovers his punishment within the Cage and he's ready to make it end.

[Michifer] Yuanfen E. They were the founding fathers of physical intimacy and so much more. (bondage, collars)

[Samifer, Nick/Sam] The Devil Wears White "Have you ever confused a dream with a life?" Sam Winchester's been sent to a mental institute, claiming there are demons and angels. In there he makes an unhealthy alliance with a patient, Nick, who wants to keep Sam all to himself.

[Samifer] Snow Sam would do anything to see Dean again. (Season 7, self mutilation)

[Samifer] One True Vessel The patients near the ward mumble and murmur in fear of the one who prowls through the ward. They whisper of a ‘Lucifer’ looking for his ‘one true vessel'... (Sam, Lucifer, Nick)

[Samifer] A Little Piece of Heaven The incident with Gadreel and Dean leaves him more than just broken. Sam moves out of the bunker in search of his little piece of heaven. (Post Gadree, Hurt/Comfort)

[Samifer] Thicker Than Blood M. Who is he to deny his king? (Sam 'boy king of Hell' Winchester)

[Samifer] The Last Truth M. 'He’s broken and Lucifer is still staring at him as if he’s a gift — something to be mounted on a pedestal.' (Sam, Lucifer, Hallucifer, Gadreel, Angst/Comfort, Major character death)

[Samifer] Blood & Creation E. "Lucifer is the only one treated as Sam’s equal, his release from The Cage signifying the reign of Hell and the Era of The Boy King."

[Samifer & Ducifer] Common Ground Despite the favorable odds, Lucifer doesn’t share his first kiss on Earth with Sam Winchester.

[Anna/Lucifer] Lady Lazarus M. The common ground between them is stained heavily in blood. (Serial Killers au)

[Gabriel/Lucifer] Ugly Kind of Love E. "I'll show you an 'ugly kind of love.'" And he did. (Tags; Hammer of the Gods, Major character death, noncon)

Enjoy!

Edit (2023-03-04) 6 more fics!

[Samifer] Speaking in Tongues Sam tries to speak Enochian to Lucifer.

[Samifer] Guardian Angel Guardian Angel (n): An angel believed to have special affection for a particular individual.

[Samifer] Dog Days (chapter 1) God comes to Lucifer with a deal: If Sam accepts Lucifer for who he is (warts and all), he will win his freedom and be with his one true vessel. The catch is that he won't be able to converse with Sam due to being changed into a runt of a puppy.

[Samifer] Home Lucifer helps Sam find a sense of home in his room.

[Samifer] Little Birds Ch1 Ch3 Ch4 Ch5 Ch6 Sam finds out that when angels are at their weakest, they become little birds.

[Anna Milton/Lucifer] What Devils Do Lucifer has been keeping an eye on Anna Milton for a while now, and it's only a matter of time until the tables turn and he's on top. Literally.

edit (2023-08-12) GREAT NEWS

As you may know, some madmad archived the entirety of AO3 a few years ago.

I downloaded their metadata file (index) and typing the pseudo "fuckyeahsupernatural" gave me 181 results. All 181 of their fics (SPN, Legion, Dishonored) have been saved and the epubs are in zip files that can be found here:

I converted the index into a pdf: you can use it to find the location of each fic in the zip files. LINK -> EDIT better link HERE (spn fics only)

EDIT2: use this file to access the fics directly & download them

#fic #archive #michifer #samifer #ducifer #lubriel #anna spn #lucifer spn #michael spn #sam winchester #gabriel spn

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whatever-the-fucky-i-reads · 1 year

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Yuanfen

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8

Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12

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howlingbarnes · 8 years

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Yuanfen - Part 12 (END)

Characters - Bucky x Reader, Steve, Tesla

Word Count - 2253

Warnings - Language

A/N - It’s over!! Omg, ya’ll have no idea how happy I am that it’s finished. Also, something that I noticed while I was writing this part was that - this story was never really about love. It was never about Bucky and the reader. It was about Steve and the reader. Sometimes we go through things with our friends that tear us apart and we have to be the ones to decide if we value their place in our lives or if it’s time to just let go.

Yuanfen Masterlist

“What are you talking about?” You asked, hearing your heart beating loud in your ears as a laugh rumbled through his chest, “Are you serious?”

“Am I?” Bucky’s face broke out in a wide smile as he quirked a brow at you.

You opened your mouth to speak but you couldn’t find words. There was not a single sign in Bucky’s eyes or face that told you what was going on in his mind. For a moment you considered his proposition. You were basically already living with him - on his couch at least, but you did just meet him not too long ago. However, you were currently laying naked in his bed. With thoughts swirling around in your mind like a tornado, you almost didn’t notice the gentle shake of Bucky’s head.

“Two days ago, you weren’t ready and now, well,” Bucky sighed before pressing a kiss to the top of your head, “I wanted to see where your head was.”

“It’s still firmly attached to my shoulders, Barnes,” you mumbled, tracing his sharp jawline with the tip of your nose, earning a relaxed groan from him.

“I have another question for you,” Bucky seemed to speak at the ceiling while his heart pumped away under your ear, a serious tone lining his voice, “Can we - I -” He scoffed at himself for not being able to find the right words. Your full attention brought to his face as he gathered himself with a deep breath, “I don’t want this to be a casual thing. You know I’m willing to wait but, I don’t know.”

“Are you asking me to go steady, James Barnes?” You asked, trying to bring some light back into the room. Your efforts appeared to be successful when Bucky peeked over his shoulder with a smile.

“Only if you’ll say yes,” he answered, leaning over to plant a loud kiss to your cheek.

Bucky had been nothing but amazing since you met. You needed to let go of what happened in your last relationship, you were ready to. Things in your life were changing so quickly but it’s something that you’ve wanted for years. You would dream of the day that you’d be social, waking up in the morning to start your day outside of your apartment and spending that time with good friends and a boyfriend that was just right for you. It’d taken a lot of hard times and tears to get where you were in that moment, a place you were convinced you’d never see.

“Bucky,” you let his name slid off your tongue in tone sweetest tone of voice you could ever muster. Your hands reached for his face, thumbs brushing over his cheeks before pulling him to your side of the bed to give him a tender kiss that lingered as long as your mind would allow.

“Was that a yes?” Bucky pulled away, resting his forehead against yours. The growing smile on your face was quickly mirrored by him while you nodded.

Without warning, a sharp slap hit your backside. “Let’s take a shower,” Bucky laughed, rolling out of the bed before throwing you over his shoulder.

“Tesla, I don’t think this is going to work.” Steve spoke into the receiver of his phone, paced back and forth with a hand shoved in his pocket.

“Listen to me,” Tesla’s calming voice flowed through to Steve’s ear, sending a shiver down his spine. “It’s been almost five months, she’s working with me and Bucky’s keeping her happy.”

“Does he know about this?” Steve stopped pacing, waiting for Tesla’s reply with baited breath.

“Yes,” Tesla sighed into her cell, growing tired of Steve’s anxiety. “He thinks it’s a good idea. He says that Y/N still talks about you from time to time.”

“Does he know about us?”

“Well…” Tesla drawled out the word, her eyes rolling at the sound of Steve’s frustrated huffs on the other end of the line. “Just let me worry about Bucky.”

Before Steve had the chance to ask anymore questions, Tesla jotted up behind him and poked his muscular back. She laughed at the fact that someone over a foot shorter than him could make him jump so high. Steve, on the other hand, found no amusement in the action. However, when he laid his eyes on her, he could help the way his face softened and how the smile on her lips made his heart melt in his chest.

“Don’t worry, it’s not big bad Bucky comin’ to get you.” Tesla giggled, wrapping her arms around Steve’s middle. Her cheek pressed against his chest while his nose snuggled into her hair.

Natasha was out of the picture the moment Tesla stepped in. He had nothing to lose and no reason to continue with her. It made him feel vile and filthy from the start and he’d never felt more free than when he told her that he was done. She tried to work her tricks, pull blackmail from thin air but Steve was determined not to give her the upper hand and stuck to what he felt. Relief took over him when he found out that you didn’t sign the contract, knowing that you’d be happier without it. After having his calls ignored for almost a week, he gave up and found another job easily. His life was on track, he had almost everything that he needed but there was still a big spot in his heart that couldn’t be filled by anyone else.

From the day they met, Tesla and Steve spent a healthy amount of time with one another. He would stop by the restaurant for a meal almost every day until you started working there, even coming after hours with an expensive bottle of wine to have a late night dinner with her before driving her home. Tesla would casually go to his house, marveling at the beautiful, quiet neighborhood the first time. She’d go there to catch up on tv shows or occasionally watch a game with him. The two were fast friends, but as the days went by, they found the bond between them growing into something more. Sure, they both had their faults and issues but together, they were electric. Steve described it as a power force that tethered them to one another, he’d tried to keep his distance and draw a line but something pulled him in from the moment he laid eyes on her. He’d never tell her out loud, but she was the first person to ever make him firmly believe in soulmates. She was the best thing that was his and she adored him even in the times that he knew he didn’t deserve it.

“Are you ready?” Tesla looked up into Steve gleaming blue eyes before letting her eyes trail to the window of the bar they were standing in front of.

“No.” Steve shook his head, a sigh rocking through his chest before giving her a quick kiss to relax his humming nerves. “But I don’t have a choice.”

“Took the words right out of my mouth.” Tesla joked, her fingers tangling with Steve’s, “let’s go.”

“Where do you want to go next month?” Bucky turned his head to look at you, his arm slung over your shoulders as you stepped in sync down the sidewalk. His skin was tanned, a short beard taking over his face and his hair was much longer than it was when you’d first met but tonight it was tied back in a bun.

“Babe, we just got back from Italy a couple weeks ago and you want to go on another trip?” You let your head tip back as you faked exhaustion.

“Paris?” Bucky whispered sweetly, the hairs on his face scratching at your cheek as he peppered your face with small kisses. “I’ll take you anywhere you wanna go. London? Spain? Oh, Barcelona!”

“Bucky!” You exclaimed with a laugh, “Paris, let’s go to Paris.”

“Le monde est à toi, mon amour.” (“The world is yours, my love.”) Bucky purred in your ear before nipping your blushed cheek playfully. He ran ahead of you and held the door open as you walked into the dimly lit bar. Feeling his eyes burning into your body as you walked by, you put an extra sway in your hips before looking over your shoulder to confirm your suspicions, finding his eyes glued to your ass.

“You’re too much,” you eyed him, your fingers interlacing with one another’s.

“I like to think that I’m just enough,” Bucky answered with a wink and a devilish smirk that drove you wild. Your smile faltered when you made it to the booth you normally shared with Tesla.

“No,” you waved your arms in front of you, shaking your head, “nope, no, bye.” You turned around to walk away but felt Bucky’s fingers tighten around yours. He lightly tugged you back by his side, exchanging looks with Tesla who you soon found out was in on everything as well.

“Y/N,” Tesla said your name with caution as if you were a bomb on the verge of exploding at any given moment. “You can’t run from this forever.”

Meanwhile, Steve was unable to will himself to look you in the eye. He focused on the design in the table, his face turning a dull shade of red. You knew that he was sorry for what he did and at this point, you weren’t even mad at him. There was just something inside you that was telling you to hold the grudge. Maybe it was because he’d given up after only a week. You’d known him since you were fresh out of college, it’d been years of Y/N and Steve against the world but it bothered you deep inside that he just let you go without a fight.

“I think you two need to talk.” Bucky chimed in, both your head and Steve’s snapped to face him. He was serious, there was no joke in his tone and only sincerity in his eyes.

Slowly, Bucky slipped his fingers from yours and signaled at Tesla to follow him to sit at the bar. You stood uncomfortably beside the booth, still trying to decide if you were going to sit down or bolt out the door, but there was an ache that tugged at your heart when Steve finally looked into your eyes.

“Please talk to me,” Steve’s voice border lined a beg and it was all you needed to feel your resolve melt away. You sat beside him and took in his appearance. He looked good, healthy and almost happy. A big difference from the man you left standing on the sidewalk months ago.

“I’m sorry,” Steve started and just as you opened your mouth, he cut you off, “and I know that’s not enough. Y/N, I want you to know that I was genuinely trying to help but I did it in the worst possible way. The last thing I want to do is hurt your feelings. No matter what, you’ve always been my best friend and one of the most important people in my life.”

“One of the most important people?” you jerked your head back, though you knew it was no time to be making jokes, you couldn’t help it. It was almost like a defense mechanism against falling into a pit of pain.

Steve’s eyes moved the spot just past your face and you could physically see the look of love in his eyes. This stirred your curiosity, so you followed his line of vision directly to where Tesla sat with Bucky.

“I know Bucky looks good right now but…” you let your voice trail off before your eyes met Steve’s once again, the both of you struggling to hold in your laughter. “How long has that been going on?”

“Couple months,” Steve admitted with a smile.

“Shut the fuck up!” You exclaimed, feeling an excitement bubbling up inside of you as you pushed Steve’s shoulder, making him dip his head shyly.

“That’s not what this is about.” Steve started, forcing his smile away as he looked at you, “will you forgi-”

“I forgave you at ‘best friend’, Beefcake.” You answered with a wink.

“How’re we doing over here?” Bucky asked as he set a drink down in front of you, looking ready turn around if need be. Tesla, however, slipped into the booth beside Steve. Her arms circling around his neck before she pressed a kiss to his cheek. “Um?”

“We’ll talk about it later, babe.” You spoke with raised brows, silently warning Bucky to leave it alone for now. Taking the hint, he found his place beside you. The four of you spend time talking and laughing over drinks, playing round of pool or two.

That night was the night that everything fell into place for you. Each piece of your puzzle was snug in the spot that they belonged, revealing a beautiful picture. You were no longer the mess that wasted your days away, you were the person that woke up in the morning, made breakfast and went for a workout before work. You were starting to travel the world and live out the adventure that you once wrote on a computer screen. You had everything you need; love, friendship and the will to be good to yourself and live a little. You owed all of this to the three people laughing with you, and a bad pipe in a shitty apartment building.

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unluckyhoneybee · 2 years

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Prompt list: Beautiful words

I made this prompt list with words whose meaning touched me in some way (found most of them here). The concept is easy, with a word and its meaning I will write a blurb. There are 20 of them so there would be 20 stories at the end.

MASTERLIST

The rules are easy.

Send me the number and the person you want me to write about.

Send also some background details or ideas you may have.

You can check the people I write about and other guidelines here. I won't drive about people not listed there.

I will only write each word once, if I get it requested more than once I will write the first one. I will mark the words that are already taken (🌸)

Not a rule, but I would like you to tell me if there is any mistake or something wrong with them because there are many different languages and I only speak Spanish and English.

Be patient and nice 🌺.

Prompts

Epiphany: a moment of sudden and great revelation or realization. 🌸

2. Ethereal: extremely delicate and light in a way that seems not to be of this world.

3. Mellifluous🌸: a sound that’s pleasing and sweet to hear.

4. Apricity🌸: the warmth of the sun in winter.

5. Retrouvailles🌸: the happiness of meeting again after a long time.

6. Petrichor: the mild and pleasant smell or scent of earth associated with the first rain after a dry spell.

7. Smultronställe🌸: literally “place of wild strawberries” a special place discovered, treasured, returned to for solace and relaxation; A personal idyll free from stress or sadness.

8. Koi no yokan🌸: literally translates to “premonition of love”; The extraordinary sense one has upon first meeting someone that they will one day fall in love.

9. Rame🌸: something that’s both chaotic and joyful at the same time.

10. Komorebi🌸: the effect of sunlight filtering through the leaves of trees; The interplay of the aesthetics between the light and the leaves when sunlight shines through trees.

11. Saudade🌸: “the love that remains” even after someone is gone; a nostalgic or melancholic longing to be near again to something or someone that is distant, or that has been loved and then lost.

12. Apprivoise🌸: literally translates to “to tame”; To form a bond with one another; to become known to each other through small moments.

13. Gigil🌸: the overwhelming urge to squeeze or pinch something that’s irresistibly cute and adorable.

14. Utepils: literally translates to “outdoors lager”; To sit outside enjoying a beer on a sunny day.

15. Heimat🌸: a place that you can call home; A sense of belongingness, acceptance, safety, and connection to the homeland.

16. Basorexia🌸: the sudden urge to kiss someone.

17. Peiskos: the feeling of wellbeing obtained from snuggling indoors in front of an open fire

18. Yuanfen: the belief that destiny or fate plays a part in bringing two people together.

19. Azar: Cause or force that allegedly determines that unforeseeable or unintended facts and circumstances develop in one way or another.

20. Tempestad: a violent disturbance of the atmosphere with strong winds and usually rain, thunder, lightning, or snow.

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saiyanprincessswanie · 3 years

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SaiyanPrincessSwanie - Reading List Week 39

Hey all, it’s time to bring you week 39 of my reading list. These are all one-shots, drabbles and stories from authors who have either tagged me in their work or they have been recommended to me. Every week, I will put a list together of what I’m reading. I want to do this to help spread the love in the Marvel Community.

If you would like to be added, signal boosted, please tag me in your fics or tag me in someone else’s stories. If you don’t see your story listed it’s probably due to my cut off date I had earlier in the week or Tumblr might have eaten your tagged story. All stories not listed that I did receive will be featured on the following week. Completed series that I’m tagged in will take longer for me to get through but please still tag me.

I had 50 fics this week and had to push off another 5 until next week. Please be kind and patient as I continue to make my way through all tags.

Make sure you read the warnings on every story. They range from dark to fluff.

These will be listed in no particular order. None of these stories are mine. I’m just signal boosting them. Author is listed next to title.

A/N: Click Here to see what I will or won’t read. It’s important that you know as I’m being tagged in topics that make me uncomfortable and I’m not reading them.

Page break made by @whimsicalrogers

If you can please reblog these lists so they can reach more people on Tumblr.

💜 Missy

Riding High - Chp 22 - Chp 23 - Chp 24 - (Frank Adler x OFC) - @what-is-your-backupplan-today

Three Moons Ranch - Chp 22 - Chp 23 - (Bucky x Reader) - @slothspaghettiwrites

Dark Commander - Part 11 - (Hydra Steve x Reader) - @jtargaryen18

Phoenix Rising | Chp 1 - (Bucky x Reader, Steve x Reader) - @shield-agent78

Soul Seer - Chp 1 - (Loki x Reader) @notyetneedcoffee

All Heaven In A Rage - Chp 1 - Chp 2 - @jtargaryen18

Terrigenisis - Part 12 - @tuiccim

I Choose You, Little Girl - (Tony x Reader) - @ironlady1993

Chp 22: Hope (Epilogue) - @wonder-cole

Invisible Ink - (Bucky x Reader x Steve) - @navybrat817

Yuanfen - Chp 1 - (Steve x Reader) - @writerwrites

Loving you is Cherry Pie - (Sam x Reader x Bucky) - @river-soul

Crimson & Clover: Part 6 - (Dean x Reader) - @wonder-cole

Three Questions - (Bucky x Reader) - @nano--raptor

The Coupon Book #9 - (Bucky x Reader) - @tuiccim

Of course you’re cuter - (Jake x Reader) - @angrythingstarlight

Outlaw - (Steve, Bucky, Reader) - @animnerd

Edge of Forever - (Bucky x Reader) - @eurynome827

Peaches & Cream || (Jake x Reader) - @mypoisonedvine

Ensnared: Part 2 - @stargazingfangirl18

It’s You - @wonder-cole

Rainy Romance - (Bucky x Reader) - @animnerd

Of course it’s a sex position, Captain Vanilla: Part 1 - @imanuglywombat

Opportunity - @eurynome827

An Old Fashioned Remedy - (Bucky x Reader) - @sagechanoafterdark

Peace or Terror? - @nekoannie-chan

Tell Me What You Want - (Steve x Reader) - @angrythingstarlight

Innocence - Chp 30 - (Bucky x Reader) - @extremelyblackandwhite

You cut a mean rug, doll face - (Bucky x Reader) - @what-is-your-backupplan-today

The curve of his back - (Steve x Reader) - @holylulusworld

Nothing good happens after 2am - (Sam x Bucky x Reader) - @callmeluna

Tainted Love - (Bucky x Reader) - @sagechanoafterdark

Favorite Bucky reacts Drabbles - @angrythingstarlight

I just want you to use me tonight - @sweeterthanthis

Show me how to ride - (Bucky x Reader) - @angrythingstarlight

As it was - (Bucky x Reader) - @syntheticavenger

Sibling Rivalry - Chp 25 - (Steve x Reader) - @imdarkinme

The Villain in My Story - Midgard P2 - @holylulusworld

To the Rescue - (Bucky x Reader) - @lovelyavengers

This is my Unbecoming - (Steve x Reader) - @river-soul

His Star - (Chris B. X Reader) - @navybrat817

Give and Take - (Lee x Reader) - @gogolucky13

Wherever You’re Going - (Sam x Reader, Bucky x Reader) - @angrythingstarlight

The Tinder Mix Up - (Bucky x Reader) - @drabblewithfrannybarnes

Island Vacation - (Bucky, Steve, Bruce) - @animnerd

Keep the Heat | Andy B. - @ozarkthedog

You like it, don’t you? - @sweeterthanthis

Crimnson & Clover - Chp 7 - Chp 8 - @wonder-cole

The Golden-Haired God & His Sun - @imanuglywombat

The Upper Hand - (Bucky x Reader) - @jobean12-blog

#saiyanprincessswanie #recommended reading #weekly reading list #steve rogers #bucky barnes #sam wilson #frank adler #loki #stucky #tony stark #dean winchester #jake jensen #sam winchester #lee bodecker #chris beck #andy barber

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silentvoiceoftheheart · 3 years

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I know you don't deserve even a single letter of all these sentiments.... You cannot value it... And yet... Here it is

I Je t'aime

ti amo

ich liebe dich

te amo

jeg elsker deg

s' agapo

Ek is lief vir jou

Me dor wo

Eu Te amo

I love you

The Mizpah unto eternity,

the Saudade that just intensifies with time,

that Mamihlapinatapei every time our eyes met,

Koi No Yokan – I had even when i was just 9 on seeing you,

that Gigil kinda feel everytime I saw you smile,

La douleur exquise – that now violently stings my breast....

And yet i hope Ya’aburnee, cause just knowing you're there keeps my heart beating,

the Forelsket every time I see you cause I fall in love all over again

and yet the Onsra comes once I hit my head on pillow.

The Kilig of knowing it was you I accidentally found felt like

Cavoli riscaldati.

Yet with Iktsuarpok I pass each evening in hopes to see you.

This Kara sevde filled to the brim now threatens to flow over

in hopes the Viraag will contain it

when i return in L’esprit de escalier to burn poems of Meraki I wrote.

And yet Fernweh for your lanes.

It's Yuanfen that binds us even as strangers ,

my love takes a Wabi-Sabi hold to becomes extremely exquisite even in its incompleteness.

The Prozvonit or “dar un toque,” of your love is all I ask for and it will last me in both the worlds.

I may use up all the vocabulary of all the languages in the world and yet I haven't begun to express my feelings for you.

I collected the most rare beautiful and exquisite words to strewn a garland of love for you.

And yet how I long long and long just for a kind word that i may treasure, engrave on my heart and soul ... just one word from you.

Context :

1. Saudade – Portuguese

The feeling of intense longing for a person or place you love but is now lost. A haunting desire for what is gone.

2. Mamihlapinatapei – Yagan

A wordless, yet meaningful look between two people who both desire to initiate something, but both are too scared to initiate themselves.

3. Koi No Yokan – Japanese

The sudden knowledge upon meeting someone that the two of you are destined to fall in love.

4. Gigil – Filipino

The urge to pinch or squeeze something that is irresistibly cute.

5. La douleur exquise – French

The heartbreaking pain of wanting someone you can’t have.

6. Ya’aburnee – Arabic

This phrase translates to “you bury me.” This is the hope that the person you love will outlive you so you can spare the pain of living without them.

7. Forelsket – Norwegian

That overwhelming euphoric feeling you experience when you’re falling in love with someone.

8. Onsra – Boro language of India

Loving for the last time; that bittersweet feeling you get when you know a love won’t last.

10. Kilig – Tagalog

The heady-sublime rush you experience right after after something good happens, particularly in love/dating. Like running into your crush, kissing someone for the first time, hearing someone you love tell you they love you too for the first time.

11. Cavoli riscaldati – Italian

This literally means “reheated cabbage” but the phase describes the moment when you attempt to start up a failed relationship or love affair.

12. Iktsuarpok – Inuit

The anticipation you feel when you’re waiting for someone to come over to your house.

13. Kara sevde – Turkish

Meaning “black love” this is a lovesick term for when you feel that passionate, blinding love for another person.

14. Ilunga – Bantu

A person who is willing to forgive abuse the first time; tolerate it the second time, but never a third time.

15. Viraag – Hindi

The emotional pain of being separated from a loved one.

17. L’esprit de escalier – French

The inescapable feeling you get when you leave a conversation then think about all the things you should have said.

18. Meraki – Greek

Doing something with soul, creativity, or love.

19. Fernweh – German

Feeling homesick for a place you have never been to.

20. Yuanfen – Chinese

A relationship by fate or destiny.

21. Wabi-Sabi – Japanese

This concept has been written about and discussed a lot but essentially this means, “a way of living that focuses on finding beauty within the imperfections of life and accepting peacefully the natural cycle of growth and decay.”

22. Prozvonit – Czech

This word describes the experience of calling a phone and letting it ring just once so that the other person will call back, saving the first caller money. In Spanish, the phrase for this word is “dar un toque,” or, “to give a touch.”

23. Mizpah – Hebrew

A bond between two people that remains strong even over long distances or death.

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rosethornewrites · 3 years

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Fic: the thing with feathers, ch. 15

Additional Tags: Transmigration, Alternate Universe - Time Travel, Time Travel Fix-It, Illnesses, Family, Scars, Memory Loss, Angst, Crying, Music, Nosebleed, Fear, Recovery, Nightmares, Sharing a Bed, Flirting, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Good Parent Yú Zǐyuān, Referenced Sexual Slavery, Blood and Gore, Monsters, Sexual Tension, betrothal

Summary: Wangji speaks for himself. Wei Ying wakes. Communication ensues.

Notes: I might be wrong on this, but when I rewatched The Untamed with my mom, it seemed the town was named Lotus Pier and the sect grounds and Jiang home were named Lotus Cove, which is why I’ve been differentiating the two here. Even though yuanfen is often associated with the red thread, it isn’t always associated with romance. It’s not even fate, really, as that implies a higher power. It’s simply fateful coincidence and often simply associated with good or bad luck. In this case, it’s a potential relationship—whether friendship or more, Lan Wangji isn’t really thinking about right now. He just believes that his second meeting with Wei Wuxian means they are meant to have import in each other’s lives, and he wants very badly to protect him.

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Wangji felt like he had been in a daze since Wei Ying had abruptly gotten a nosebleed and panicked when he was talking to an older Jiang disciple. When he had tried to take his friend to the healer, he insisted on being taken to Madam Yu instead.

As improbable as it seemed, Wei Ying’s vision of a monster yao had apparently been correct, the adults had informed him when they returned. And it put him in danger.

He was disappointed to have missed the practical lesson shufu had given on the proper disposal of yao corpses, but he would rather be at Wei Ying’s side.

Wei Ying was still unconscious, and Wangji was aware of the conversations happening around him despite the daze, as they tried to determine how best to protect him—if he truly had precognitive visions, Madam Yu argued, he would be seen as an asset to acquire by certain other clans.

Madam Yu’s arguments regarding his protection made sense, particularly official adoption, and though shufu was balking and displeased with her second idea, it too was truly logical, could throw off any suspicion from the Sun that saw all, could protect Wei—or rather, Jiang Ying.

And what if Wei Ying’s dream of being cast into Luanzang Gang… What if that was a premonition? The place was warded and managed by the Wen sect, after all. If they wanted him and could not have him, would that be the result?

If he could do anything to prevent that from coming to pass, he would.

Shufu was turning angry colors, seeming to be too overcome to speak properly, starting and stopping and sputtering when Madam Yu countered his half-formed objections, completely unruffled.

“I agree,” he said firmly—during a pause, so as not to interrupt.

“Wangji!”

Shufu looked outraged, and Wangji wondered if he had been expected to stay silent on the matter. Madam Yu, on the other hand, looked pleased.

“I want to help him,” Wangji insisted. “I wish to help prevent his nightmare from coming to pass.”

He could see from the stricken look on the adults’ faces that they knew what he was referring to. Wangji was glad he didn’t have to elaborate further, and that they understood the gravity of his concern. For a moment, there was dead silence as they digested the idea, but he was also unsurprised when his uncle spoke again against the idea of betrothal.

“You’re too young to—”

“A-Li has been betrothed since she was a toddler,” Madam Yu cut in swiftly, what little patience she had spent. “I only hope her betrothed doesn’t grow to become as egregious a pig as his father. I trust my sworn sister will do her best with him.”

Wangji couldn’t help but gape, unused to gossip in general and absolutely shocked to hear such words about a major sect leader.

“A-Ying is kind and intelligent,” she continued, unfazed. “Don’t tell me you disapprove of him because the mother he doesn’t even remember once shaved your beard off as you slept.”

The statement seemed to hang in the air. Shufu was turning an alarming color, and Wangji couldn’t help contemplating what he would look like without his beard.

All told, it was probably for the better that they were interrupted by Wei Ying waking, though the fact that he woke with a scream and immediately started sobbing was more than a little upsetting. It took time for the Jiangs to calm him down, for Madam Yu to assure him no one died, that he had done the right thing telling her so they could take down the yao without anyone being hurt.

“Perhaps you should tell us what you ‘saw,’” shufu said once Wei Ying was calm.

“It was big, and like a dragon, but not like a dragon,” Wei Ying started. “Like a snake, maybe?”

He remembered only that about the creature. His san-shixiong had grabbed him and Jiang Wanyin, propelled them to shore with a burst of spiritual energy, and had been promptly eaten by the yao.

“It bit him in half,” Wei Ying said, his voice trembling. “And then it started killing the others.”

He lapsed into silence, his jaw trembling.

“I ordered the disciples out of the water,” Madam Yu told him. “Your shushu and I battled it with Jinzhu and Yinzhu on the river. San-shixiong is fine, as is everyone else.”

She patted him on the shoulder, clearly trying to comfort him.

“You did the right thing, A-Ying,” she said. “You kept them safe. Now we need to keep you safe.”

Wei Ying blinked, his eyes darting as he processed that.

“Because I saw,” he said eventually. “People will want that.”

Madam Yu nodded, looking pleased that he understood.

“I’m sorry for bringing trouble, shenshen.”

The smile disappeared, her face tight and downcast for a moment. Wei Ying’s words hurt her, but Wangji didn’t understand how.

“A-Ying, you can trust that your shushu and I will handle any trouble. You are not at fault.”

The boy nodded, but still looked uncertain, as though he wasn’t sure whether to believe it wasn’t his fault.

Jiang Fengmian seemed to sense that, and patted Wei Ying’s head.

“A-Ying, we decided the best way to protect you is to officially adopt you into the Jiang clan.”

“As our son,” Madam Yu added. “And A-Lian as our daughter.”

“It won’t be unfilial?” Wei Ying asks softly after a moment. “My mama and baba… Would they be mad at me?”

The Jiangs looked startled at the question, but Wangji understood.

Shufu almost fulfilled the role of a father for him, but his true father was still alive, though he’d never met him that he could remember. So to refer to shufu as such would be unfilial; even if his father was dead, it could be unfilial.

“Your father,” Sect leader Jiang started hoarsely, and had to clear his throat before continuing. “Your father was my sworn brother, and I loved him as though he was my blood brother.”

“If you would be more comfortable continuing to refer to us as shenshen and shushu, rather than a-niang and a-die, you may,” Madam Yu told him. “Legally you would be our son, to protect you, but we wouldn’t be replacing your mama and baba.”

Wei Ying nodded, biting his lip.

“It’s just… I forgot them—everything about them. I don’t want them to be hungry ghosts.”

Yu Ziyuan gathered him to her, and he let out a soft sob.

Wangji couldn’t imagine forgetting his mother, who had been one of the brighter points of his life until her death. Wei Ying, as a homeless orphan in Yiling, had smiled so much like her. Back then, he could remember his parents. Now they were lost to the void where his memories once were.

“You didn’t lose your memory on purpose,” Jiang Yanli offered softly. “I’m sure they wouldn’t blame you for that.”

“They will not be hungry, A-Ying,” Madam Yu murmured to him. “Their tablets are in the ancestral hall for you to leave offerings and burn joss paper whenever you wish. We are not replacing them. Fengmian and I can tell you stories of them, if you wish. And Lan Qiren was acquainted with your mother and may be willing to share stories as well.”

“The stories may help you remember,” Wangji added.

“Maybe a-die and a-niang can draw them, too,” Jiang Cheng said. “I bet that would help.”

Wei Ying sniffled and nodded, his nose running as he seemed to fight the urge to cry. Wangji pulled a cloth from his sleeve and handed it to him and received a watery smile.

That seemed to remind Yu Ziyuan of the other part of the plan.

“It’s possible this is just the effect of the resentful energy still in your mind,” she said. “Learning the songs of the Lan and further help from them might make it fade. To avoid suspicion about why you will spend time in Gusu, you will be betrothed to Lan-er-gongzi.”

“When you are older it can be dissolved,” shufu added.

Wangji watched for Wei Ying’s reaction, feeling oddly uncertain—after all, it was an unusual arrangement, and he might not welcome it—but when Wei Ying turned to him, it seemed like his own uncertainty was reflected back.

“I don’t want to prevent you from meeting your fated one, Lan Zhan,” he said softly. “You don’t have to if you’re uncomfortable.”

“I already agreed. Our meeting again was yuanfen, and I wish to help protect you,” he assured him. “It is no burden.”

He knew Wei Ying often saw himself as a burden, or at least referred to himself as one. He always seemed conscious of how much he was relying on others, always seemed to try to make up for it. Wangji wanted him to know he was not a burden, not trouble, not anything other than worthy of protection.

“You’ll let me know if it is?” Wei Ying asked solemnly. “Like Lan-xiansheng said, we can dissolve it later.”

“It will not be a burden,” Wangji insisted. “But if I am wrong, I will tell you. But you also must tell me.”

Wei Ying smiled, strangely wistful.

“Ah, Lan Zhan. You’re so good.”

“W—Jiang Ying is also good.”

It was hard not to think of him as Wei Ying, but Wangji would do his best to adjust. His friend looked startled at the name, then smiled almost bashfully.

“You can call me A-Ying,” he said softly. “If it’s easier.”

Wangji knew friends often referred to each other, and he nodded, happy that he considered them close.

“Then you may call me A-Zhan,” he said.

No one aside from occasionally xiongzhang called him so informally, but he thought it would be acceptable if it was A-Ying.

Shufu, he noticed, watched their exchange, stroking his beard thoughtfully.

“Madam Yu’s idea is that the two of you will act as second in command to both sects, according to the betrothal contract,” Lan Qiren says. “Half of the year in Yunmeng, half in Gusu.”

“Thus you will have an excuse to receive further treatment in Gusu and to learn more musical cultivation that may help,” Madam Yu added.

Jiang Fengmian reached forward, patting A-Ying’s arm.

“We will negotiate the terms, but only if you’re okay with it, A-Ying,” he said. “People may say rude things.”

A-Ying seemed surprised to be asked, but he nodded.

“I know people might be weird since it’s a cutsleeve betrothal, but people find something to be weird about all the time. I’m fine with it if A-Zhan is.”

“I am,” Lan Zhan said.

“Excellent,” Madam Yu said, looking pleased. “We will discuss this with your uncle and draw up terms. But first we will perform the adoption rites and announce you and A-Lian as Jiang.”

Wangji understood she meant letters would later be sent out to the rest of the gentry later about their betrothal. Though he preferred not to be the object of gossip, he understood the betrothal announcement would concretely ally Gusu Lan and Yunmeng Jiang and serve as protection for A-Ying. He would manage somehow.

A soft knock on the door prevented any further conversation, and Madam Yu dispelled the silencing talisman. She opened the door to reveal a servant, and the scent of food wafted in, making his mouth water. It was long past dinner now.

The servant bowed.

“Madam Yu, the townspeople learned of the yao. Some witnessed the battle. The businesses came together and delivered food as thanks. We are serving the disciples as well.”

Several more servants entered the room, efficiently clearing the table and setting up far more communal dishes than normal. It was clear that the food was from both restaurants and the Lotus Cove kitchen, and so the array was much more varied than most meals. He did notice that there were far fewer dishes from the Jiang kitchens, and realized the yao attack had likely even interrupted dinner preparations by the servants, making the gift from the townspeople all the more apt and appreciated.

Sect Leader Jiang murmured about reimbursing the restaurants to the ranking servant who had knocked, and the rest of the Jiangs moved to the table while he did. Wangji offered a hand to A-Ying to help him out of bed, and they went together.

Many of the dishes were heavy with spice, but Jiang Yanli was already putting together a bowl of rice and lesser-spiced dishes, which she handed to him with a smile. Xiongzhang and shufu were filling their own bowls in a similar manner, while A-Ying filled his with a base of noodles almost fiery-looking with spice and other dishes that were tinted red, orange, and yellow with spice, then settled on a cushion a little away from the table.

Aside from the sound of utensils on porcelain, the room was unusually silent, everyone focused on eating after so much energy was expended on the yao. Where normally the Jiangs chattered during supper, the meal was almost as quiet as those in Gusu. It felt odd, as Wangji had become accustomed to listening to the conversations around him, even if he didn’t participate in them.

Wangji settled beside him to eat, quietly considering what should be done to make A-Ying comfortable in his visits to Gusu, and the first thing on his list was acquiring spices and spicy condiments from the Lotus Pier market. His friend would find the fare at Cloud Recesses entirely too bland, but he wanted him to enjoy Gusu as much as he had come to enjoy Yunmeng.

Perhaps he should ask Jiang Yanli to teach him recipes, as well.

Mind set, he focused on eating, taking comfort in the warmth of his friend beside him.

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yeonki-minnie · 4 years

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Ongoing

praying for updates

Tease - Finished Ch. 19

Lust and Errors - Finished pt. 5 - Author AWOL

Queen Cobra - Finished pt. 8 - Author AWOL

Only You - Finished pt. 10

Silver and Blue

Fractured - Finished pt. 3 - Author MIA

The Challenge - Finished pt. 7 - Author MIA

Portraits of a Tiger - Done

Fear and Dumplings - Finished pt. 17

Black or White - Finished pt. 9

Bicker - Finished pt. 6

Moonstruck - Finished pt. 9*

You Were Mine - Finished pt. 9

Thank You Baby - Finished pt. 7

I Feel You - Finished pt. 13

School Fucking Sucks - Finished pt. 6*

Pitch Black - Finished pt. 8 - perm hiatus

Madam Cupcake - Finished pt. 7*

Home Sweet Home - Yet to Start

Evolution of a Lover’s Heart - Finished pt. 4

If I can ever give you peace - Finished pt. 6

Code of Silence - Finished pt. 6

Alpha Jeon - Finished pt. 10 - done

Delivery Boy - Finished pt. 10

You, among the others - Finished pt. 12

Thirst - Finished pt. 1

Bad Influence - Finished bad karma - done

The offer - Finished pt. 11

The lesson - Finished pt. 6

Marriage Not Love - Finished pt. 63

Bow to you - Done

Offside - Finished pt. 23

Writer’s Block - Finished pt. 15

Shades of Blue - Finished pt. 24

TDO - Finished pt. 2; TSOT - Finished pt. 10

Seoul Underground - Finished pt. 40

When you least expect it - finished pt. 12

Rotten Angelcake - finished pt. 6

Too Close - Finished pt. 3

Fight For You - Finished pt. 6

Need to Know - finished pt. 6

Wicked - finished pt. 12

Nobody Puts Jimin In A Corner - Finished pt. 12

7 Days - Finished pt. 27

Polarity - finished pt. 4

Monachopsis - finished pt. 8

Give it to me

The Prosecutor - Finished pt. 3

Nirvana - Finished pt. 3

Control - Finished pt. 5

Set Me Free - Finished pt. 9

Sweet Toxicity - finished pt. 6

The Arrangement - Finished pt. 43

Three Tangerines - Finished pt. 4

Hell is empty - finished pt. 4

Yuanfen - finished pt. 18

Love to Hate - finished pt. 8

Bunny - finished pt. 4

PF - finished pt. 3

Vampire

Over the odds - finished drabble 16

Deadly Sins - finished pt. 5

Collateral - finished pt. 5

The Things I Never Told You - finished pt. 2

Long way home - finished pt. 19

Elite Chatboy - finished pt. 5

Yet to Come - finished pt. 2

Dura Lex, Sed Lex - finished pt. 6

Stolen Walks - finished pt. 2

Cruel Intentions - finished pt. 4

ARK45 - Finished pt. 1

You - finished pt. 3

Deception - finished pt. 3

Lion and the fox - finished pt. 4

Teacher’s Pet - finished pt. 5

Beneath the ground - finished pt. 5

The dilf installments

As we were - finished pt. 7

Look down on me like that - finished pt. 7

Twirl for me - Finished pt. 3

To Err Is To Love

True Love - finished pt. 6

An Ode to a Broken Heart - finished pt. 18

Tales of Darlaria - finished pt. 23

Our Time - finished pt. 5

Candles and Flames - finished pt. 1

Dextocardia - finished pt. 10

I Want You To Stay - finished pt. 4

The Feelings Mutual - finished pt. 31

#ongoing

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ntmonth · 6 years

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hello everyone, we shall be hosting #nejitenmonth2018 in this blog. your admins @giada-luna @fruitysmellz @gracie-buns

click here to see calendar and week prompts AUG 05 - AUG 11 WEEK 1

MYTHOLOGY/ FOLKLORE

Ex. TANABATA, GODS, REINCARNATION, YOKAI

WORD PROMPTS

Vernorexia – a romantic mood inspired by spring

Throisma – the sound of the leaves rustling as the wind blows through the trees

Yuanfen – a relationship brought by fate or destiny

Torpe – the quality of a young man being too shy to express or pursue amorous desire

Forelsket – the euphoric feeling at the beginning of love

Agastopia – an admiration of a particular part of someone’s body

Stages of Nejiten: (can be separate from word prompts) Stage I: Childhood – Adolescence

Day 1: how they met day

Day 2: their first date day __________________________________________________

AUG 12 - AUG 18 WEEK 2

ADVENTURE AU

Ex. MULAN, BODY GUARD, TIME TRAVEL, POKEMON, ANBU, BIKER GANG

WORD PROMPTS

Sapiosexual – a person who finds intelligence as the most sexually attractive feature in others

Ishin-denshin – “what the mind thinks

Muskelkater – “muscle hangover”, the ache or soreness felt in muscles a day or so after doing some hard physical labor or working out

Goya – a word that refers to the transporting suspension of disbelief that happens when fantasy is so realistic that it temporarily becomes reality. It is usually associated with good, powerful storytelling (Genjutsu anyone?)

FLANER - art of leisurely strolling the streets for the pleasure of soaking up the city’s beauty

Knullrufs – the messy, tangled and disheveled post-coital bed hair

Stage II: Early Adulthood

day 3: anniversary day

day 4: moving together ________________________________________________

AUG 19 - AUG 25 WEEK 3

ROMANCE OR TRAGEDY

Ex.

ARRANGE MARRIAGE, SOULMATE, ROYALTY/ SERVANT, QUEEN/ KING, APOCALYPSE

WORD PROMPTS

Vergeissmeinnicht – forget me not flower

Hicran – a deep feeling of sorrow and grief that comes from being separated with one’s beloved or place

Sillage – refers to the scent that lingers in the air after something or someone has been there before you and now gone

Natsukashii – describes the warm, sudden feeling of sentimentality in which small things bring back some old, good memories while one remembers the fondness and goodness of that time

Kilig – is the thrilling feeling of butterflies in your stomach that you typically feel when something romantic happens

Saudade – a bitter-sweet melancholic yearning for something beautiful that is now gone: perhaps a love affair, a childhood home, a flourishing business. There is pain yet also a pleasure that such loveliness once graced our lives

Chieloproclitic – having an erotic and passionate passion to a person’s lips

Stage III: Adulthood

Day 5: wedding day

Day 6: family ______________________________________________________

AUG 26 - SEP 01 WEEK 4

FANTASY AU

Ex. ELF, MAGIC, HP, MERMAIDS, PIRATES, DRAGON

WORD PROMPTS

Trouvaille – a valuable discovery, a lucky find, something lovely discovered by chance

Gigil – the irresistible urge to pinch or squeeze something that is unbearably cute and adorable

Livslogga – continually capturing and documenting one’s life through pictures

Gökotta – to wake up early in the morning with the specific purpose of going outside to hear the first birds sing

Komorebi – is a Japanese word that refers to the sunlight that filters through the leaves of trees

Ya'aburnee – means “you bury me,” is a way to declare your hope that your loved one will outlive you because of how unbearable it would be to live without them.

Callipygian – of, pertaining to, or having well-shaped or finely developed buttocks Stage III: Retirement Day 7: growing old

#nejiten #neji #tenten #nejitenmonth2018

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dailymichifer · 2 years

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Yuanfen

by fuckyeahlucifersupernatural

[ARCHIVE] This fic is no longer on AO3 but you can read it on the Wayback Machine website. Original publication date: 2012-05-25. Archive: 2016-12-26

Complete | Words: 1463 | Rating: Explicit

Lucifer/Michael (Supernatural) - bondage, collars

Summary: They were the founding fathers of physical intimacy and so much more.

fic under the read more in case the Internet Archive link is broken in the future (will remove it if the author asks me to)

Everything was a new sensation and a new creation. They were the founding fathers of physical intimacy that made their Grace burn so bright it was nothing but a nuclear white surge of lethality. Lucifer remembered acutely when they were younger, fooling around, so saturated in love for the other that they didn’t dare part. Hands always felt hands, mouths always complimented the other, and they were so full on each other’s flattery that they would curl up against the other before lips happened to slip against lips. It was as if both were eager to catch the flattering remark leaving the other, and it made Lucifer’s toes practically curl in delight. Now it developed into a manner that was far from shy.

There were times when Lucifer didn’t find them a perfect match in Heaven. Sometimes Michael’s conversations were boring because his creativity were at times very rudimentary. Lucifer had a way of dazzling the audience, keeping them groveling and crawling for more, and it annoyed him when Michael couldn’t match his wit. But while Lucifer beat Michael in brain, Michael beat him in brawn and maybe -- no. Lucifer liked that.

He had a way of pinning him, overtaking his mouth in a bruising kiss that all Lucifer could do was gasp and quietly beg for Michael to slow down. Michael overwhelmed him in strength and if that wasn’t a rush, Lucifer didn’t know what it could be called.

Arms are pinned to his back currently and he fights briefly against the restraints to see if the rope gives. It doesn’t. Alabaster white rope is wrapped over his shoulders and chest, arms forced to fold back and just above he can feel the massive knot that is keeping himself stuck in this Houdini-esque bind. A hot hand presses against the small of his black, making the blond twist his head, a lone blue eye staring up at the dark-haired male hovered over him.

“Half an hour before mass. Aren’t you cutting it close, Michael?”

Michael tilted his head, staring down at the bound and bare body on the floor, the multicolored tile underneath the blond making the unmarred skin more pronounced. Fingers traced the curve of his younger brother’s backside before slipping inside, rubbing at the sensitive puckered skin to see how much it would give in. It was distracting Lucifer, making a low purr rumble in his chest and hands trying to slip through their holds in a need to touch.

Lucifer stopped fighting the minute leather slipped onto his neck, feeling the carved and etched symbols on the interior of the dark leather create grooves on his exposed skin. Genuine surprise fell on his face as Michael’s hand moved to touch the coolness of the collar before fingers curled underneath it, readjusting Lucifer’s position to his fancy.

“Michael -- ” The blond hissed but Michael seemed unfazed by his younger brother’s words, hushing him instantly.

“We have time.”

Lucifer seemed more annoyed with the collar than the interruption in their conversation, shooting him a venomous look. Lucifer blamed Metatron for the collar and his damn ‘let’s make symbols and write binding marks here and there’ in a way that it could pin an angel against an angel. It seemed Michael was getting clever in the ways he wanted to bind and pin Lucifer, and feeling his Grace muted made a spike of fear and excitement curl into his being.

Mouth was sliding up his exposed skin, nipping and kissing each unit of skin until it was tinted a sweet pink. Fingers were massaging the back of his thighs, pushing his legs further apart in a reverent way, reassuring Lucifer he was safe. The blond grumbled in need for this to pick up, lifting his lower body up so he’s on his knees, backside in display for Michael.

Michael was patient. Not like Lucifer who wanted things to be fixed, broken, rearranged, bought, and sold at that very instant. Michael was always patient in a way that drove the younger brother mad. He hated how Michael could open him up with kitten licks that would take him hours, but by than Lucifer is sweating and breathing laboriously. Limbs shook so hard that when Michael finally pitied him and stopped his teasing, did the younger archangel’s scream in release make Heaven panic. Lucifer explained wearily some half-assed "lie" beside a grinning Michael who looked absolutely ecstatic at his discovery.

It was a creative process, and they were inventing as they went. Every so often Lucifer enjoyed taking the reins and using that clever mouth of his to make the stoic General’s eyes roll into the back of his skull in bliss. Lately the archangel had a knack of doing inappropriate actions in the middle of war meetings against the pagans to doing so also in mass. Lucifer’s hand would slip underneath the table and tease the eldest archangel until he is excusing them both to fuck Lucifer violently into the nearest available wall. It was Michael who liked to catch his brother and pin him to the wall like a butterfly out in display. It satisfied a predatory nature of his and it was payback for all the times he had to interrupt meetings. Two can play this game.

Hands were reaching out and fisting into Lucifer’s golden hair while the other slipped fingers into the leather band around his brother’s neck. Pulling the archangel closer to him, a whine filled the hollow building before it was being choked, collar pressing against his throat. Michael gave a sharp tug back and Michael shoved himself into Lucifer, still loose from the other day. It was always a pleasure to take Lucifer this way, where he could see his brother’s back where muscles shifted and wings were kept bound by the rope. Of course Lucifer could break it. He could break it all off but his sibling always played along even if he may not like it, and the older archangel loved that about Lucifer. It was something Lucifer seemed to do without question for Michael, and Michael could not envision a day where the two would be against the other. Fights were so rare between them and if there was one, it only lasted minutes.

Shifting his hips, angle adjusting, Lucifer gave a beautifully wheezed groan. Body twitched and bucked, nodding his head. That was new. Michael tilted his head and slowly thrusted into Lucifer, feeling the moment when something is touched in the right way, watching Lucifer practically arch into the air like a feline. Breathy obscene sounds are leaving his brother who is rocking against him and Michael lets him move, watching as he takes him in greedily. Hands left his brother’s hair and collar, sliding on his bare hips as Lucifer’s cheek was back to resting on the cool tile. Michael brutally pounded away at his brother, keeping the same angle, eyes watching Lucifer’s reactions. Lucifer could only gasp into the tile, exhaling out Michael’s name through each broken moan.

Than that familiar hot rush flooded through him, hips stuttering and Grace a blinding white that filled the building. Only Lucifer. He would only do this with Lucifer. Panting, laid over Lucifer’s back, he pulled himself carefully after a moment of composure. Lucifer gave a panicked sound, Michael flipping Lucifer onto his back to see he was still achingly hard. Fingers ran across his bare chest that was slick with sweat before touching the collar that was keeping Lucifer at bay. Michael hummed in realization and Lucifer gave a sour look.

“Michael.”

Maybe he should leave it.

“No, you won’t.”

The eldest sighed and reached back to undo the collar, pulling the black leather off of his neck to reveal a nice red band of inflamed skin and faint white Enochian marks. Lucifer sighed in relief and looked at Michael expectantly. Michael feigned ignorance and sat down on the ground, cracking his back to ease some of the tension. “I believe...we have seven minutes left before they begin to set up...” Michael murmured in a calculating manner and Lucifer was on him, mouth searing hot against his. Hips were rutting against him, feeling the younger archangel rock into his chest for friction and release. He was breathing out dark promises of revenge to Michael in Enochian, but his voice was rubbed raw from the pressure from the collar, and Michael couldn’t take his brother too seriously.

Instead he kissed him back warmly, large hands cupping his brother’s cheeks and taking his sweet time opening Lucifer’s mouth open with his tongue. Michael was in no rush, if anything Lucifer deserved to get caught with his pants down...and if anything, Michael was more than happy to face the consequences beside his brother.

#fic #archive #michifer #michael x lucifer #lucifer x michael #pre fall #not for fledglings

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aion-rsa · 3 years

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DC Introduces New Hero in Festival of Heroes: The Asian Superhero Celebration

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DC Festival of Heroes: The Asian Superhero Celebration, is a timely new anthology showcasing DC’s Asian superheroes. Arriving in May for Asian American and Pacific Islander Heritage Month, it presents many of the top Asian storytellers of comics. Included in the 100 page commemorative anthology is an original 12-page story by Gene Luen Yang and Bernard Chang. “The Monkey Prince Hates Superheroes” introduces a new DC superhero who teams up with Shazam to battle Doctor Sivana and a Chinese deer demon.

Monkey Prince references the 16th century Chinese classic, Journey to the West by Wu Cheng’en. It is the story of the Monkey King, Sun Wukong, and his epic journey to bring the Buddhist sutras to China from India. In China, it has been the subject of plays, operas, movies and TV shows. What’s more, it inspired Dragon Ball, Into the Badlands, and Yang’s own award-winning graphic novel, American Born Chinese. “We’re treating Journey to the West as canon, like DC canon. It actually happened within the DC Universe,” says Yang.

Den of Geek had a video chat with the two creators, Gene Luen Yang and Bernard Chang about the significance of the newest Asian hero coming to the DC Universe.

Den of Geek: What was your first memory of Monkey King?

Bernard Chang: Well, when my family immigrated to the States in 1978, we lived in Indiana. I was reading comics when I was in Taiwan, but when we came to the States I was reading like Batman, Spider-Man, Superman, any comics I could get at the newsstands. At some point my father saw that I was taking a liking to superhero stuff and he was like, “I wanted to introduce you to this Chinese superhero.”

Every night he would read me bedtime stories from Sun Wukong from Monkey King. He wouldn’t read the whole chapter, but he’d read a little bit for a few minutes and then I’d go to sleep dreaming and imagining these characters, these places, these adventures. It was from a book. It wasn’t from an actual comic book. None of it was translated. It was all in Chinese.

I think [those stories] really helped to cultivate this curiosity and imagination and creativity. This is a world that I’m completely unfamiliar with in a sense, or half familiar with, but half not. The sad part to this story is that my parents got divorced when I was around 10, and so my father never got to finish the Monkey King Journey to the West story.I had the book, but it was in Chinese so I couldn’t read it and I couldn’t figure out the ending. Anytime this lore comes up, it always brings back fond memories.

Gene Luen Yang: I think I have a very similar story to Bernard. I heard the Monkey King stories first from my mom at bedtime and she wasn’t reading out of a book. She was just telling them off of the top of her head. I also remember visiting Taiwan when I was a kid. I was born in the United States, but when I was four, my mom took me back to Taiwan to hang out with her parents and her relatives. I remember there was a cartoon on TV at the time, that was Monkey King.

I was a little bit different from Bernard. I actually fell in love with the Monkey King first and then came into American superheroes when I was much older. When I was like in fifth grade, I started getting really into superheroes, but it’s the same thing. I think it’s the same kind of love.

The love I have for Monkey King is very similar to the love I have for superheroes. Both of them are these heroic stories that are all about color and brightness and hope and magic. I think this particular project, especially, it allows Bernard and I, the chance to explore those in-between spaces between these two very different storytelling traditions.

What was it like to finally work together?

Bernard: We’ve had peripheral friends, acquaintances, but this is like a culmination of that in life. In Chinese, they call it “yuanfen.”

As in ‘fate’?

Bernard: It’s like fate, destiny, but it’s like a circular, like there’s a path that you take, whether in relationships or work or whatever it is. The people that you meet, the people that you come across, are there for a particular reason. Right now, this moment in my life, in our lives, I’m presented kind of another childhood opportunity to finally almost tie up loose ends, but also pave new paths. For me, out of any other comic book project, there’s a very personal thread. I hope that that comes out in our work.

It’s not just about me satisfying myself, but also passing along that wonderment, that joy, that excitement of a little kid about to go to sleep, about to dream of this wondrous world and these adventures that these crazy characters go on. We hope to pass that on to a next generation, or at least our version of that, because we’re not retelling that story. We’re telling our own story based off certain things, inspirations from it.

Given what’s happening with #StopAsianHate and all the Asian crimes, how important is it to you personally to be doing this special issue?

Gene: I think behind all of these crimes I think it’s an impulse to dehumanize Asian-Americans. One of the big stereotypes that we deal with here in America is that all Asians look alike, right? Behind that idea is that we’re all just this one big mass, no individuals. When you think of a population like that, it becomes much easier to commit violence against them.

Bernard: We’re doing this, it’s not because of the movement that this project is born out of, but when you read characters, when you read any kind of comic books, when I was reading comic books growing up, it was about the characters in the story. It’s about these characters learning from their faults and trying to do the right thing and overcoming obstacles. Monkey King also being very mischievous and having his own personality, but those are all human traits.

Over the last few years, pre-pandemic, before that, when I was traveling quite a lot around the world to many different comic book conventions and meeting different fans in Europe and Asia, in South Africa, in India, you notice everyone, they look different, but they’re all attracted to the same values. We’re all very similar at the core. I think our story, however it plays out in terms of what’s happening in the world today, will still remain true to its basic principles.

Gene: This project got started before the Atlanta shooting, which although the Asian hate stuff had been going on for a while, the Atlanta shooting to me was a turning point. At least I saw that in the circles that I’m a part of. Even [for] Asian-Americans who wanted to deny it, I think that became the point at which it was no longer deniable. It’s a little bit of that fate that Bernard was talking about as well, that this project is coming out shortly after that. We weren’t really planning it, but it feels like it was meant to be.

In terms of the relationship, the Monkey King is supposedly the father of the Monkey Prince. We’re going to get into the details of what that might look like. It’s a slightly more complex relationship than that.

How much did earlier versions of Journey to the West artwork inform what you were drawing, Bernard?

Bernard: Well, there’s obviously a massive amount of stuff that’s already been done about Monkey King. Part of it is trying to find what I remembered as a kid and then modernizing it because the story does take place in the DC Universe here in the United States.

It was a very true collaborative stage, because Gene would send over drawings that he’s already done. Gene’s also an artist, so it’s great to help use that as a visual bouncing board, a platform to jump off and go back and forth. Then just Jessica [Chen], our editor, has really provided a lot of great visual references. But really there’s been no kind of a leash on anything. It’s just go as wild and as crazy as you can and then let’s just make this thing jam.

There’s a lot other designs we haven’t shown yet. Hopefully, as the story progresses, we’ll be able to see some of that come up.

If someone asked “Who is the Monkey King?” what might you recommend?

Gene: The first translation that I read when I was in my 20s was the Arthur Waley translation, which has been the standard for a very long time for the English-speaking world. Just recently, Julia Lovell did a translation that I thought was great. It came out just a couple of months ago.

In terms of pop culture, there’s an anime series called Monkey Magic that I really liked. Looking back now, it was a mix of traditional and 3D animation and some of the 3D animation looks really dated. In terms of the energy and in terms of his personality, it really captured something about him.

Monkey Magic was distributed through the UK, and so many leading martial artists from the UK like Ray Park reference Monkey Magic as a major influence.

Gene: Yeah. Just recently there’s a movie called Immortal Demon Slayer that I thought was really good too. That’s a Monkey King movie.

Bernard: I mean, there’s a lot. A Taiwanese artist did an adaptation. His name is Tsai Chih Chung. He did it as like a weekly strip. It was like an American-style strip where every three panels was a joke. I thought that was really well done.

Maybe I’m a little stubborn, but everything that I’ve seen since has never really measured up to what was in my head as a kid.

Do either of you have favorite chapters for Monkey King?

Gene: For the 12-pager we did, we did draw on one specific story. If you read the original, the Monkey Prince does something very similar to something that the Monkey King did in the original.

I’ve always been partial to the Gold Horned King and the Silver Horned King. I don’t think I’ve ever seen them portrayed well in media, like in a cartoon or a movie, but I think that they could be. There’s something very, very powerful and sinister about the way they’ve described them in the book that I think could translate really well into visual media.

Bernard: I’ve always been attracted to just the Monkey King himself, living in the mountain, being mischievous, going up to heaven, causing havoc, coming back down, celebrating with his friends and family.

Are we going to see Monkey Prince and Batman? I can totally see Pigsy and Wonder Woman.

Gene: Yeah. I think Wonder Woman is a very natural fit, right? Shazam too, which is why we chose to use them because both of them are tied deeply into Western mythologies. It seems like within the DC Universe that the different deities from the different mythologies all kind of know each other, at least they’re all related in some way. So having the Monkey Prince interact with them would be super easy, super logical.

The Monkey King is so iconic. That must have been challenging to capture his spirit for Monkey Prince.

Gene: Oh, dude. Yeah. Bernard did enough art to fill up an entire wall. It was amazing. The different iterations that he did. Just working with Bernard, I could tell that this was a passion project because he was just putting out version after another, after another. I think all of us wanted to get it right, but because Bernard’s the artist, he just put in hours and hours and hours into this thing. It’s been really impressive to see.

Bernard: It’s inspired by the Monkey King but it is my own character and reflective of our times.

Gene: Yeah. There’re so many iterations of the Monkey King out there, right? This version has to feel distinctively DC like it belongs in the DC Universe. That was a driving factor in everything we did.

What do you mean by distinctively DC?

Gene: DC duperheroes have these symbols that look like letters, but aren’t necessarily letters. Like Superman’s, it looks like an S, but in stories, it’s a Kryptonian symbol for hope. Aquaman’s looks like an A, but in story, it’s like this ancient Atlantean glyph. For Monkey King, we wanted him to have a symbol that looked like an M for monkey, but really it’s actually a representation of Flower Fruit Mountain, which is where the Monkey King was born, right? The origin of his story, or the origin of his power. I mean, that’s something else too, right?

In DC comics, Flash wears a lightning bolt on his chest because that’s the origin of how he got his powers. Shazam also wears a lightning bolt because that’s how he got his powers. He was struck by lightning.

Bernard: Well, the chest insignia, I mean, not to sound corny, but I went to sleep after working on some stuff. Then woke up the next day with a dream about this design.

Sun Wukong came to you in a dream. That’s awesome!

Bernard: Well, sometimes when I sleep, I’m dreaming that I’m working and then I wake up and I’m like, “Oh, I’m a little behind on my deadline.” I’ve also fallen asleep drawing. That’s not very good too, but a lot of good stuff happens to sleep.

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DC Festival of Heroes: An Asian Superhero Celebration goes on sale May 11th, 2021.

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