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vmpiires · 2 months

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𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ ❛ THE BLOOD PAINTER — 画家 , CHOSO KAMO

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 ﹆₊ 概要 ‧₊˚ art; it brought you both together. it brought you to a fair. wc, 2.42K. dark mode recommended.

␥ note. i’m so proud of myself cuz i’m actually trying to keep up with everything. like i got the headcanons done now i’m working on this and infinity (unfortunately it’s ending) then i have to attempt to write the desire disease. i kinda went on a hiatus wit that one..ANYWAY hope ya enjoy :D reblog to support meeee and lmk if you wanna be tagged in the next part

␥ tags. artist!choso, college AU, possible nsfw, female anatomy, smoking, etc. lmk if i missed anything

␥ misc. masterlist AO3 PART TWO

the camera flashed as the boys stood closely together, displaying their best smiles. the device lowered as a medium sized polaroid slid out of the slot in the front. choso shook his wrist, trying to get the photo to develop quicker. a small smile appeared on his lips once it showed up.

yuji poked his head over his brother’s shoulder, trying to see the photo. “i like that one. you should use that for your project.” choso gave a smile and nodded, keeping his little brother’s suggestion in mind.

it was a nice november afternoon and the brothers were spending the weekend at a fair. children ran around the area, playing and eating sweets. choso thought this was the perfect place to capture some photos.

the four boys made their way around the park, choso happily watching his three brothers play games together and enjoy themselves. each time itadori beckoned choso to join, he’d politely decline but he was eventually pulled into the shenanigans of his brothers.

once choso got some time to himself, he’d walk around the park after advising his brothers to stay together and try not to get lost in the huge crowds of people. he’d also give them a meeting point when it was time to head home.

treading lightly, taking in the sights of everything and flashing his camera at anything he found interesting, he heard someone call his name. a female voice, in fact. you were waving at choso with a soft smile on your face.

you seemed to be spending the day at the fair with your friends. each of you had food and a couple of your friends had big, large plushies that they might’ve won from playing the games. it made choso wonder why you didn’t get one.

your shoes clack against the ground as you made your way to the apathetic looking male but you could’ve sword you saw him smile but it could’ve been your mind playing tricks. choso had on a green sweater underneath the brown jacket he wore over it. even under the green sweater, you saw the black shirt poking out of it. he wore khaki cargo pants and his usual black boots—the ones you’ve been seeing him wear almost all the time.

you noticed the grey beanie that sat neatly over his dark short lengthed hair and the tote bag that he carried over his shoulder with stickers on the fabric. his violet eyes pierced yours once you had some distance from him.

“hey, i didn’t expect you to be here,” you beamed at the male, seeming quite happy to see the guy. suddenly, there was a bright flash covering your eyes, making you blink rapidly.

“sorry but your smile was worth capturing.” choso said in his usual, low adverb voice. your cheeks flushed a deep red color at his comment. you didn’t know if he was flirting or being serious. he tucks his camera away, gently putting it down into the tote bag then looking up at you.

“i didn’t expect you to be here either.” choso peered behind you, noticing your friends congregated around the cotton candy stand, standing closely to each other as they waited for you to return. “i see you brought some friends.”

“more like they brought me.” you laugh. “but yeah, it was a chance i didn’t wanna miss. didn’t wanna wait all the way until the new year or christmas to get with everyone and go to a festival. what about you? i see you got your camera, so you must’ve thought this was a good time too.”

“i promised that i’d take them out this weekend and i thought it’d be a good time to take pictures so i can finish my project and you know—get it over with.” he answered.

“yeah, that’s what i figured.” you replied. glancing around you tried to see where his brothers may be but there wasn’t anyone that stood out. “where are they?”

“i let them explore the place on their own. i didn’t want them to feel like they had to follow me around the entire time. i just told them to make sure that they stay together. i really don’t feel like running around this place looking for anyone.”

you giggled. having to look for so many people at once sounded hard and with choso being the eldest of the four, he had to do it all on his own.

just when you were about to let choso know that he could continue with his task, you noticed your friends waving their hands at you, seemingly wanting you to stay with him. you hadn’t declared that you were about to walk away yet, so it was pretty good timing.

inhaling and exhaling through your nose, you prepared the question in your mind, praying you didn’t sound stupid when the words exited your lips.

“did you wanna…uh..like hang out for the rest of the day?”

choso’s cheeks flushed. the bandage that covered the bridge of his nose looked fluorescent because of the blood rushing to his face. his lips parted to speak but it was like your words restricted him from even saying what he wanted to say to you.

‘just say yes, damn it.’

choso shook his head ‘yes’ despite the voice in his head yelling at him to speak actual words and stop pretending to be mute. though, it couldn’t be helped. the poor boy was nervous and he never had these kinds of interactions with women. he was always too shy to speak unless they spoke to him first.

with that, the two of you stroll around the park, stopping at each of the games. he picked up that you were pretty playful like yuji was. always wanting to try something new even if you were scared.

that meant getting on a roller coaster that went at intense speeds and rose up at unfathomable heights. you were wondering how people enjoyed these without screaming and crying out of fear. but you kept optimistic.

“woah, you’re past the limited height mark.” you laughed as the two of you boarded the coaster, sitting next to each other. choso was significantly taller than you were. he was quite literally towering over you.

“uh…is that a good thing?” he asked, cheeks still a bit flushed, adding some kind of life to his pale skin. you smiled and nodded, laughing a little. the staff would strap the passengers, including the both of you, into the seats before yelling final warnings before starting.

before you knew it, the ride began and the wind smacked your face harder than anyone ever could. it was definitely an experience…an exciting one, at that.

when the ride ended, you were jumping up and down with excitement. “lets go on again. that was so fuckin fun.” you squealed. choso somehow already looked worn out and more tired than he usually did. he’d adjust his beanie as he grabbed his bag from the cubbies at the entrance.

“maybe later…” he huffed. you pouted.

“fine, we’ll go before we leave. but at least try to play the games. you could win some plushies for your brothers.” you suggested. choso raised an eyebrow. instead of letting him answer, you pulled him along.

arriving at a balloon popping game, your anxiety suddenly shot up. you hated the sound of balloons popping. you weren’t particularly scared of them but you hated the popping sound or the thought of someone popping it.

the male beside you quickly picked up on it and handed you his ipod. “would you like to listen to some music while i play?”

you could’ve easily said no and pulled out your own phone but you decided not to do that since choso was letting you use his things. after thanking him for offering his ipod to you, your plug in your headphones and searched for a song you liked. once you found a couple songs, you’d turn the music up so you didn’t have the dreadful popping sound.

soon enough, the game was over and choso was walking back to you, holding a snorlax plushie. two of them in fact. it’s tired and relaxed expression reminded you of choso.

“hm, is this for me?” you asked, seeing the plushie being held in front of you. choso nodded. you weren’t really expecting to get anything today unless one of your friends got it for you or you just got lucky and won the prize on your own.

your hands wrapped around the plushie and you smiled at it. in exchange for the plushie, you returned his ipod.

“thanks.” you say softly.

as the day begins to fade away, you and choso found yourselves on the ferris wheel, slowing going up to the top. it was a great view. choso flashed his camera at the scenery as the lights of the fair lit up the ground below them. the polaroid slowly pushed out of the slot of the camera. the male would take it and gently shake it to develop the image.

“how many pictures have you taken so far?” you asked, turning your attention away from the ground and towards choso.

“i’ve taken exactly thirty two pictures, these past couple days. they’re more than enough but i strive for extra success in my assignment and creativity.” he spoke. “yesterday, i bought an empty scrapbook so i can decorate it all myself.”

“you gonna put me in it?” you smirk. choso paused, thinking back to earlier when he had took a picture of you unexpectedly. he’d scratch his neck, looking hesitant on answering you. he nodded, quietly replying ‘yes’ to your question.

“i’ll be sure to include you.” he whispered. a sudden thought appeared in his mind. the thought made him dig down into his bag and pull out a pen. it was actually your pen.

“i…meant to give this back to you a month ago...it was during the orientation when school started.” choso said. “i just forgot to give it back and i…i-uh—didn’t know where to find you.”

you raised your eyebrows. you weren’t heavily worried about the pen, though you were a bit upset that you lost it on that particular day. it was definitely your favorite pen.

shaking your head you lowered choso’s hand as he attempted to give you the pen back. “no, it’s okay. you can keep it. i have a bunch of other pens and pencils i could use. it’s not a big deal.”

“really?” choso put his hand down into his lap once you lowered his hand. “i thought you’d be upset about it…or at least want it back. i mean—i’d want my stuff back if i lost it…uh—are you..are you sure you don’t want it back?”

“nope, it’s okay.” you assured. choso seemed a bit surprised. he was still uncertain but you insisted that he kept the tool, so he placed it back into his bag along with everything else he had packed inside. “lets just enjoy the night, okay?”

“yeah….sure. enjoy the night.”

when the time at the fair was surely ending, the two made their way to the entrance. there, yuji, eso, and kechizu were waiting for their big brother and your friends were waiting for you also, one of them dangling their keys to signal you that the car would come around to get you.

“head to the car.” choso softly commanded and the three boys would walk to the parking lot, leaving you and choso alone.

“well, i’ll see you back at school, hm?” the male says to you, adjusting the tote bag over his shoulders then pulling his sweater down.

“yeah, i’ll see you at school, monday.” you smiled. you were about to head to the car when you noticed your friends pulling up but you stopped yourself. “hey, lets exchange numbers. we can talk a little more and maybe hang out—uh…if it’s cool with you, i mean.”

choso nodded and gave you his phone. you typed your name and number into his phone before handing it back to him. “thank you…i mean—uh, i’ll call you…maybe—probably.” he stammered, making you laugh.

“call me,” you smiled before walking towards the car before speaking again. “i had a good time by the way. i really hope we can do this again soon.”

“yeah…me too.” choso chuckled.

when choso got into the driver’s seat of the car, yuji leaned over, removing his feet from the dashboard. he had a smirk on his face. a mischievous look that anyone could recognize.

“i saw you flirting over there…” he prompted.

“i…no i wasn’t.” choso stammered, feeling his face starting to heat up all over again. “i was just talking to her…nothing more.”

eso hummed, “it just depends on what was said.”

yuji flung his head from eso to choso again, his smirk growing wider as another idea formed in his mind. “well, what’d you say, big bro?”

“uh…is getting her phone number considered flirting?”

the entire car went silent for a moment.

“i think you just got a girlfriend.” yuji grinned.

upon arriving home, you made your way to your room with a smile on your face, reminiscing about the time you had at the fair. of course, you had a good time with your friends during the first half of your trip but the second half was even better, making the entire day more memorable.

you gently place the snorlax plushie choso won for you onto your bed, your smile growing just a bit wider. once you got settled and put on some pajamas, you grab your phone to do some late night scrolling before you fall asleep. that’s when you got a text.

‘hey it’s choso..the guy in your english class’

‘i just wanted to make sure i��m not texting a fake number’

you could hear his relaxed, deep voice echoing through your mind as you read the words on the screen, encased in a blue box. your thumbs swiftly punched the letters on your screen as you typed back.

‘no you aren’t texting a fake number it’s me lmao’

‘i wouldn’t purposely give you the wrong number, that’s kinda mean’

‘okay good just wanted to be sure. are you home? you got back safely with no incidents right?’

you smiled at the message. you knew choso well enough to know that he was a very caring person. it had only been a few weeks and you easily picked this up. the way he spoke of his family made this part of him stand out, shedding some light on the artistic man with that dull expression.

‘no incidents’

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zarvasace · 2 months

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Fic Rec List

AO3 is holding a Feedback Fest for International Fanworks Day! So, in no particular order, here are 10 fics from my bookmarks that I recommend. :) Most of these fics are by stellar authors, but the list is for individual fics. I recommend checking out the authors as well.

EDIT: fandom code. LU = Linked Universe. FS = Four Swords

Dawn of the Fourth by @lazuliquetzal - (LU, complete) A fic that's on plenty of rec lists, I'm sure! The mastery of plot, character, and language itself is top-tier. This has a mystery-ish plot filled with twists and turns that hold up very very well on rereads! The tension remains taut the whole time, but it isn't too stressful. There are some particular images from this one that have stuck with me since I read it.

Threats and Theatrics by htruona - (LU, complete) This one makes me laugh. A lot. Vio is too dramatic for his own good, and I adore the idea that they might just keep fake blood on them for stuff like this.

A Guide to Living (Again) by @cerame (LU, complete) - Also one that I'm sure is not unfamiliar to a lot of people! It's no secret that I'm a big fan of Shadow, and it was so so much fun to see these other opposite-Links coming around, too. This is just overall a very good time.

Awake, Sweet Prince by @vagueandominousvibes - (FS, complete) There's a lot by Kahl I adore, she's an excellent writer with a wonderful handle on world and words, and this one in particular is one of my favorites. I love slightly spooky fae and this is definitely high on my list.

Count to Nine by @tess-aka-fishy (LU, complete) - One of my top fluff and humor fics. Everyone is in-character in the best way possible, being chaotic but not necessarily on purpose. It's awesome.

It's Dangerous to Go Alone by @hey-adora (FS, complete) - Among the many standout works by Sam, this one is an excellent one to recommend thanks to the showcase of her particular brand of humor, the fun, adventure-y plot, canon-extension worldbuilding, and of course the focus on Vio and Shadow being awful as always.

Keep Your Face to the Sun by Ageofavalon (LU, complete) - This one is a wonderful little fic with, surprise surprise, a focus on Shadow. This one just feels cozy, and I've reread it a lot. I particularly enjoy the way that they adopt him into the LU Chain :)

Take a Number, Any Number by @cluelessmoose (LU, complete) - An outstanding Four whump fic that recently got a very satisfying second chapter. It uses a lot of my favorite whump tropes. The imagery and particular use of words makes this a delight to read.

Soft Glows by @youmixxx (FS, incomplete) - Breaking my hesitant rule of "only complete fics allowed" to rec this fantastic Green/Blue modern college AU story. The attention to detail in this fic is unbelievable—and I mean detail in-text in descriptions and narrative, as well as behind-the-scenes details like consistent schedules. It's beautiful. Don't let the word count intimidate you because it flies by in a haze of glory.

Draw a Circle Around Your Grief by @lattewritesthings (LU, complete) - Dramatic, horrific, bitter, hurt-no-comfort—BUT in a way that doesn't leave you hanging on a thread. It's tragic but the resolution is satisfying anyway. The images are striking and the emotions are potent.

#fic rec #ifd2024

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starsarefire824 · 6 months

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Byler Fic Recs

I haven't posted some fic recs in a while so I thought I would!

Here are some ones I love:

In Undertow (M) by olliecoddle (@souverian-are-we): This is my favorite thing I'm reading right now. It's. Just. So. Good.

The Wheeler’s lakehouse was a two-story wooden building with white siding and blue shutters on each of the little windows. It sat on the edge of a large blue-green lake, a long backyard full of tall tufted grass that ended in a wooden dock extending out over the water. Will had been to the Wheeler’s lakehouse twice as a child, once when he was eight and again when he was sixteen. Now, he was twenty-nine and pulling up to the long driveway of the house in his beaten-up Ford Escort, his stomach in nervous knots that he was trying to calm with a half-full can of ginger ale.

or, four months after one byers/wheeler couple breaks up, another gets married. and, of course, will and mike are both the best men. and, of course, there is a plot to get them back together. nothing goes to plan.

one soft infested summer (M) by wheelersboy (@lucasvenkman)" The Stoned Byler to ever be stoned. And it's sexy and emotional and just delicious summer vibes. And I'll forever be thankful for the Director's Cut. 😉

The Party spend their last summer before college together at Summerfest in Milwaukee. Oh yeah, and they're stoners.

My Teeth In Your Neck (T) by @foodiewithdahoodie: Boarding school, sexual tension, and fencing. It's dope.

Mike and Will used to be friends. Best friends! But after one fight they couldn't come back from during the summer, they haven't spoken to each other since. The only time they cross paths is on the piste, with epee swords brandished, as fencing rivals for their opposing boarding schools - Hawkins High vs Lenora Hills Prep. This year is no different, except it kind of is. Something pulls them together and this time they can't escape it. Because there's no Mike without Will and there's no Will without Mike. Simple as that.

the strawberries are dying (T) by @eggowls Rated T: the world needs more historical au Byler fics, and this one is perfect. Beautifully written and an interesting premise. I have to catch up on this one.

At the height of the stock market crash, the Wheelers are the richest family in Roane County and in need of domestic servants to fulfill their estate's needs. In a bout of desperation, they end up hiring the Byers family, much to everyone’s (except Nancy’s, who has a crush on Jonathan) chagrin.

However, in the midst of it all, two outcasted young boys from completely different lives find a light in each other. And—slowly—their lives begin to intertwine to the point of no return.

need, lie, mean, cry (T) by @willow-lark: a good shorty fic with lots of angst!

Nobody needs Mike Wheeler. He probably wouldn't be so mad about it if Will hadn't lied and made him think otherwise.

Let's Go Crazy Together (but not like this) (M) by Julia_Skysong: Byler hate each other and end up sharing a room at rehab. It's awkward. I'm only halfway through, but I'm loving it.

Anger, fear, trauma, grief. One turned to alcohol. One turned to drugs. Now, somehow, they've ended up sharing a room at the same mental hospital. Will and Mike are stuck, forced to work through their issues together, for better or for worse.

things i can't say (T) by @chiquitablanquita. Switched notebook trope, my beloved. I really liked the writing here.

Will’s sketches contain a confession: he’s in love with his best friend. Unfortunately, his best friend’s journal looks a lot like his sketchbook.

If You Stay (M) by Flurryofstarz. A The Proposal AU, Byler edition. It's fucking cute. Impatiently awaiting an update.

Faced with the threat of deportation, career-oriented Mike Wheeler says he's engaged to his hapless assistant, Will Byers. Will commits to the lie while imposing a few conditions of his own. With a skeptical immigration official waiting for them to slip up, the two must work together to fool their friends and families into believing that their once-strained relationship has since evolved into true love.

But what happens when they start to believe the lie too?

Or, the fic inspired by the enemies-to-lovers rom-com, The Proposal (2009).

he could be a bee to a blossom (E) by anonymous: I loooveed the writing. Truly a Tragedy that it's anonymous.

Mike reached down and grabbed something. He was seated on the edge of the bed, curled towards him with his knee resting near Will’s pillow. He had a carton of freshly washed and cut fruit in his hand. “I already went to the grocery store and got, like, a million things. We could probably shelter in place here for a month and a half.”

Mike said it in a way that was not remotely sexy, but it still made something in Will’s stomach heat. He almost felt like purring, kneading his hands into the mattress with satisfaction. [My alpha got that for me. My alpha is making sure I’m healthy and hydrated. My alpha is taking such good care of me.]

A record scratch went off in Will’s head. Christ alive, Mike was NOT his alpha.

(A/B/O AU… And they were roommates!)

Be mine through the Hawkinspocalypse (and I'll be yours forever) (E) by TikaWayward: I love this whole series. It's unique and sexy and well written.

Mike was long. Long frame extended in a stretch. Long limbs shaking from exhaustion. Long fingers clenched around ripped sheets. Long hair damp with sweat, sticking to his long pale nape and freckled shoulders. Even his back seemed long as he tensed. Will had to commit this view to memory, engrave it in his mind forever. Even if it was the only time they ever shared such intimacy, even if Mike had only asked him for help because he was there, familiar, convenient, and they needed his heat to stop as soon as possible. There are goddamned monsters out there Will, I can’t be in heat right now, I can’t! He needed to revere this moment.

Mike truly was the most beautiful creature Will had laid his eyes on. __________________________________________________________________

Or Mike presents as an omega in the middle of his patrol with Will in a monster infested forest.

The Best Ever Death Metal Band Out of Hawkins (M) by olliecoddle (@souverian-are-we): uhmmmmm, I'm obsessed with this. Rock star angsty Byler.

Will had the same pre-show ritual before every gig he ever performed. About twenty minutes before he had to go on stage, he would lock himself in any confined space he could find. In a bathroom stall, his dressing room, the maintenance closet, he would turn off the lights and hide for a few minutes. Today, though, it was five minutes before he had to go on stage, the clock ticking down, and he had spent the last half hour wandering around the venue looking for Mike Wheeler.

Will needed to talk to him.

or, the party has a band. will and mike make out on stage. for the bit, of course. it causes problems.

I’m a Wreck (Without You Here) (M) by @talkingtothelights. I'm only on the first chapter but it's so heartbreaking and emotional. Good shit.

Mike has been living 2,200 miles away from his family and hometown for the past fourteen years. He rarely visits, but when he receives heartbreaking news, he’s forced to return home for a funeral. It’s in this unfortunate chapter of life that Mike must come to terms with the consequences of abruptly running away from home and perhaps reconnect with the one person he’s tried his damnedest to forget about.

not strong enough to be your man (T) by @perexcri. The prose is fucking beautiful. I really enjoyed this one.

He swallows down a flurry of all the things he wants to say – every moment and untold truth and aching thought that’s bruised his mind for years – but it comes out so plain, so stark and oddly-jagged in the silence following the lighting, taking up space where thunder should be:

“I meant it, Will. You’re not an inconvenience.”

Will shakes his head and turns.

Mike wants to feel like he's meaningful, like he's an active part of his own life - worthwhile.

It's a good thing Will needs him now more than ever.

Right?

Make Believe (E) by FlurryofStarz. One of all time favorites. Amazing slow burn and super interesting a/b/o dynamics. Mike centric. I cannot wait until the plot point I think is going to happen is revealed. 👀

There's absolutely no way to know what a person will present as ahead of time, but Mike's never been more certain about something in his life. Will Byers is going to be an Omega--a male Omega--and the second that happens, he'll lose everything. Some knothead Alpha like Troy or James will claim him as their own and no one will be able to stop them. Luckily, the Party has a plan. It might be complicated and unconventional. It might not even be legal, but it's something and that's all Will really needs. Something. And Mike's more than willing to try it if it means saving Will.

But what if Will isn't the one who needs saving?

*** if you’re listed here and want to be tagged let ms know!

#byler #byler fanfic rec #fic recs #will byers #mike wheeler #stranger things #if youre in the mood for some good shit.

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newtthetranswriter · 9 months

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could you write yuta x reader, just a cute college au with maybe a jealous juts at or party or a study session in the dorms fluff? please and thank you if you want lol

Pairing: Yuta x gn!reader

Word count: 2076

A/n: Hey thank you for requesting this. I had fun writing it. Yuta is one of my favorites so it was nice writing for him again. I hope this is what you were hoping for, I’m not sure if I really captured the Jealous Yuta but I tried. Also the college part is implied, it worked best for me to leave them in the normal jjk world with curses and stuff but I tend to write with the mindset of everyone is aged up to college age, so hopefully it works for you, Anyway, enjoy and let me know what you think. MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DO NOT INTERACT

It’s the Friday before exams which typically means a weekend long study session. Each time we do this a different member of our group is chosen to host in their dorm, this time I’m the lucky one to host our crazy group. Study sessions with this group always go wrong in some way, be it because someone ends up spilling something over everyone's books while being dumb cough Panda cough, or if anyone falls asleep they get a lovely drawing on their face courtesy of Toge. But I'm determined to make this session go on without anything going wrong.

You see, I have a foolproof plan to make everything go well. No drinks near books, no dips or sauces, and definitely no pens or markers. I gathered all the supplies we would need, that also wouldn’t pose a problem to our study session. Colored pencils instead of highlighters and pens, flash cards, chips, drinks in spill proof containers and an abundance of paper towels just in case.

“Welcome to my room, now put every pen and marker or anything that can be used for vandalism in this box. Take a seat on the floor and then I will go over the rules.” I said holding out a lock box as I greeted my four friends as they entered. I received a disgruntled look from Toge as he begrudgingly placed all his writing utensils in the box.

As everyone took a seat in a circle on the floor getting out their books, Panda paused for a second before piping up, “Hey wait what do you mean rules, and why are the pens and markers being locked up.” Toge nodded in agreement, being upset about having his favorite weapons taken from him.

“Well you see, everytime we have a study session someone causes trouble. There are three rules for this weekend. One, if a drink can not be sealed with a lid, is to stay on the table. Two, no dip or sauces around the books or note pads, if you want to snack it has to be at the table. And finally all the pens and markers are locked in this box which only I know the code to, as no one here needs a temporary tattoo on their face.” I said with a slight glare at the cursed speech user.

“Makes perfect sense but what are we supposed to use for color coding if all the markers are locked up?” Yuta asked, looking at me with confusion.

“Colored pencils, I picked up a bunch and there’s a pencil sharpener in the middle if its needed.” I responded while sitting down between him and Toge so we could start our study session.

We were currently all studying for our math exam, when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned to look at Toge who was writing something down in one of his notebooks after confirming that he had my attention. He had a slight look of confusion on his face as he wrote out his question.

How do you solve this equation again, letters in math don’t make sense at all. I smiled gently before grabbing my own set of notes to explain how to solve the problem. What I failed to notice was a certain sword user was looking at us. I didn’t see the hint of envy in his eyes as I leaned close to our friend to teach him the math problem.

After about another hour of studying math we all decided to take a short break, we all moved to the small table I had in my room to eat some chips and drink some energy drinks cause we all knew it was going to be a long night. While drinking my rockstar I started a conversation with Toge, just checking to make sure he understood the material we were studying after I had helped with his previous question. I once again failed to pay attention to the other things happening around me, as Yuta was once again watching the interaction between me and our friend.

It seemed that even though I missed the look of jealousy flash across his face, a certain green haired woman definitely saw it and decided now would be the perfect time to have some fun.

P.O.V switch (3rd person)

Maki wasn’t normally the kind of person to meddle in other people's lives but when it came to embarrassing Yuta, that was fair game in her mind. He just made it so easy. Watching the look of jealousy flash across his face as two of their friends talked about math two feet away just lite a fire in her mind and she just wanted to poke the bear.

“Hey Yuta” she said, tapping his shoulder pulling his attention away from the two friends. “You think Inumaki and Y/L/N would make a good couple? I mean they get along so well, and Y/n seems to understand Toge perfectly despite his limited vocabulary.” She asked, trying to get a reaction out of the shy boy.

“Ummm- I- I’m not sure, I mean maybe, I don’t see why not” Yuta hesitated as he scratched the back of his head nervously. Maki could hear the slight sadness in his voice as he forced himself to agree.

“I mean I wouldn’t be surprised if they were secretly dating already, he’s had their attention all night, They have barely even spoken to any of us but him.” Maki continued trying to get more of a reaction out of the poor boy.

Hearing the conversation Panda also decided it was time to poke fun at Yuta. “Maki’s right Yuta, I haven’t seen Y/n this focused since Gojo let us pick anything in the mall for him to buy.”

Yuta turned back towards his two friends who were now chuckling about something he hadn’t heard. “You guys are probably right, they look really happy together.” He said with a frown before moving back to his seat in the circle of textbooks and notes. After everyone had got done snacking they all moved back to the floor to keep studying.

P.O.V back to first person

After another couple hours almost everyone had passed out on the floor of my dorm. It was getting close to three in the morning so it was understandable, but what shocked me most was that me and Yuta are the last two awake. Normally Yuta is the first one to fall asleep and fall victim to Toges trash doodling, but I guess having his weapons taken made the light haired boy not care about being the last one awake. I’m still confused as to why Yuta was awake but I brushed it off as him just wanting to study longer.

I was almost done with a note card for our history exams when I heard Yuta clear his throat. I looked up at him prompting him to say what he was going to as the look on his face said he wanted to say something.

“I- Is- urgh- Is there anything going on between you and Inumaki?” I stared confused at my friend as he asked one of the weirdest questions I’ve heard in awhile.

Finally gaining the ability to process thoughts again. “What do you mean, Me and Toge are just friends, where is this coming from anyway?” I asked, really confused as to why yuta would think I liked Toge that way. Sure he was a great friend but that’s all he is to me, a friend. If I liked anyone it’d be Yuta, he’s sweet, caring and always knows how to cheer people up.

“W- well you guys seem really close, and you’ve spent most of the night chatting with him, and it’s like you can understand everything he says even though he doesn't speak normally.” I watched as Yuta started to get flustered. “I-i just assumed you liked him, and I mean it’s fine if you do, I was just curious.”

“Yuta there is nothing going on between me and Toge. I’ve been chatting with him all night because he’s dyslexic and was having trouble with the fact that some math problems have letters in them.” I said, trying to explain myself. “And as for understanding him, I’ve known him for a long time, I’ve learned to use context clues when talking to him. If everyone is having a happy conversation, he’s probably also trying to share in the joy. He also will text or write down stuff he has to say that he can’t express properly with onigiri ingredients.”

“Okay that makes sense, but when everyone was eating you guys were laughing there’s no way you were laughing about an algebra problem?” Yuta responded, still trying to figure everything out.

I blushed slightly, I know exactly what he’s talking about. When we were all up getting snacks, Toge had written a message in his book about the fact that he thought Yuta had a crush on me because he keeps staring at me; I was laughing because I thought it was absurd, there’s no way Yuta likes me. I mean yeah it’s weird that he seems so concerned about the status of mine and Toge’s friendship but he’s probably just being protective.

“Oh, Toge was just telling me about something stupid that he watched one of the first years do earlier.” I said, trying to brush it off. But I guess I failed at hiding the blush on my cheeks because Yuta didn’t drop it.

He looked at me skeptically before grabbing the abandoned notebook that sat by Toge’s sleeping face, Flipping through to the most recent pages. I tried to reach for his hand to stop him but I was too late. He was already reading one half of my previous conversation.

“Yuta, you shouldn’t be doing that, it's Toge’s book, put it back.” I tried to reason with him as I watched his eyes widen as he continued reading Toge’s comments to me about finally confessing my feelings to the boy with cursed power that was only second to that of Satoru Gojo.

After what felt like an eternity of waiting for his reaction Yuta just set the notebook down and smiled at me. “You know, he was right, you should have just told me sooner. It would have saved us both some trouble and I would have been able to do this a lot sooner.” He said leaning closer to me. I was about to ask what he meant but I was cut off by the feeling of his soft lips meeting mine. It was quick but still conveyed every emotion neither of us had the courage to put into words.

As we pulled apart Yuta looked into my eyes, “I’ve liked you for a while now, if you don’t mind after exams are done I would love to take you out for lunch some time. I-if you want to t-that is.” And just like that he was back to the stuttering mess I fell in love with.

“Yuta, I would love to go out with you.” I responded standing up and grabbing his hand. I pulled him up and stepped over our three friends, passed out on the floor and moved to my bed. Normally when these study sessions turned into sleep overs, everyone would sleep on the floor except the person who’s room it was, but I figured fuck it. This is my room and if I want to cuddle with my new boyfriend, I will. “Come on we should really get some sleep” I said as i sat down on my bed sliding towards the wall to give him space to lay down with me.

“A-are you sure, I mean I'm fine sleeping on the floor. Plus won’t they think it’s weird if they wake up and we’re sharing your bed?” Yuta asked, a massive blush on his face as he slowly sat down on the edge of my.

“Oh stop worrying about it, just lay down and sleep. We’ll deal with them tomorrow, they’ll find out one way or another. Also it’s my room. I make the rules, if they don’t like it, well sucks to suck.” I said pulling him to lay next to me. Realizing I’m serious, Yuta finally relaxes. I let out a relaxed sigh as I cuddled up to him and finally let sleep take over.

#jujustsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen #jjk x reader #yuta okkotsu x reader #jujutsu yuta #yuuta okkotsu x reader #yuta okkotsu #answering requests

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hotcheetohatredwastaken · 3 months

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Introduction Post (Updated 3/23/2024)

Hello strangers and acquaintances, friends and enemies, welcome to the blog! I'm HotCheetoHatred (or just Cheeto, if you prefer) she/her, fanfic writer, broke college student, and mayonnaise hater! I mainly engage with Linked Universe, but I may occasionally reblog other things. My ask box is open!

For more information, including common tags and a planned chapter list for my fic Blood Drops on Roses, and links (heh) to some of my other works, see below the cut.

Note: BDOR is on Hiatus until May

Common Tags:

My general tags:

#cheetoasks #cheetotalks #cheetoanswers

Tags for my writing:

#bdor #blooddropsonroses #cheetowrites

Other common tags:

#not mine #cheetoficrec #pretty art #miracle whip propaganda #cursed consumables with cheeto #blessed consumables with cheeto

Chapter Lists (Subject to Change):

Blood Drops on Roses (Arc 1):

The Beginning

A Quiet Morning

Chasing Cuccos

An Oddity

Negotiations Pt 1

Negotiations Pt 2

Broken Pt 1

Broken Pt 2

Little White Lies

Reunion

The Matriarch

Doubts Pt 1

Doubts Pt 2

Failure

A Trail of Blood and Shadows Pt 1

A Trail of Blood and Shadows Pt 2

A Trail of Blood and Shadows Pt 3

A Trail of Blood and Shadows Pt 4

Settling In

Bargaining: The Third Stage of Grief

A Stressful Night (D:<)

Noble's Warning

The Wolf

Differences

A Friendly Spar

Rito

A Monster Fight (D:<)

Stitches

Guardians

Hateno Fort (D:<)

An Unfriendly Spar

A Covert Meeting (D:<)

Bows and Beetles; Stars

Too Quiet

A Frantic Search

A Call for Help

Heal

[Redacted]

A Midnight Snack

Little Talks Pt 1

Little Talks Pt 2

A Conspiracy

Rusting on the Forest Floor

Omissions

Sink or Swim

[Redacted]

Cooking Pt 1

Cooking Pt 2

Lunch and Dinner

The Heavy Mantle of a Hero

Ruse

Ancestry

Onto the Next Adventure

Centenarians

A Question of History

A Golden Rupee

Home

An Esteemed Guest Pt 1

An Esteemed Guest Pt 2

An Alley Fight

Fireworks Pt 1

Fireworks Pt 2

A Soft Night

Trust

Resolutions (D:<)

[Redacted] (D:<)

An Interesting Request

Returning

Scolding Pt 1

Scolding Pt 2

Interrogation

Lies

The Last Straw

[Redacted]

Storm

A Last Stand

Settling In

Warnings

A Sweet Memory

The Haircut (?)

Exchange

Blood Drops on Roses (Arc 2): Coming Soon!

Prologue (Really Subject to Change):

The Yiga and The Sheikah (7/7)

A Haircut (5/5)

Ballrooms and Buffoonery (1/1)

The Sword that Learned to Speak (2/?)

The Wolf that Learned to Sign

The Trap (1/3)

The "Prank"

Memories

Horseshoes and Storm-y Tempers

Runaway

The Wolf in the City

ABC's and Black Eyes

Alla'yall'd've

Revali's Gale

Daruk's Protection

Urbosa's Fury

Mipha's Grace

After the Calamity

No Air to Breathe

FebuWhump:

Individual Stories:

Day 1 — Helplessness (Time POV & Legend)

Day 9 — Bees (Wild POV & Wind)

Day 10 — Killing In Self Defense (Sky POV & Warrior)

Day 12 — Semiconscious (Four POV)

DAY 24: "I'm Doing This Because I Care About You" (Legend POV)

Modern AU "Wild's Wolf"

Day 2 — Isolation (Wild POV & Wolf)

Day 4 — Obedience Pt 1 (Time POV and Wild)

Day 6 — "You (They) Lied to Me" (Time POV & Wild)

Day 15 — "Who Did This To You?" (Time POV & Twilight)

Who Heals the Healer?

Day 3 — "Bite Down on This" (Four POV & Warrior)

Day 7 — Suffering In Silence (Hyrule POV)

Day 21 — Unresponsive (Legend POV)

The Captain's Sacrifice

Day 5 — Rope Burns (Wind POV & Hyrule)

Day 16 — Human Shield (Warrior POV & Legend & Twilight)

Day 17 — Hostage Situation (Warrior POV)

DAY 22 — "You Weren't Meant to be There" (Wind POV & Warrior)

Cracks in the Ice

Alt 7 — Last Words (Twilight POV)

ALT 5 —CPR (Legend POV & Wind)

The Yiga

Day 19 — "Please Don't" (Legend POV)

DAY 25 — Waterboarding (Wild POV)

DAY 26 — "help them" (Time POV & Legend)

The Dangers of Dungeon Diving

Day — 14 Blood-Stained Tiles (Warrior POV & Legend)

DAY 23 — Presumed Dead (Sky POV & Twilight)

A Sick Dog

DAY 27: left for dead ALT 10 — Last Man Standing (Twilight POV, Four, & Wind)

DAY 28 — "No... not like this" (Hyrule POV, Wild & Twilight)

DAY 29 — Not Allowed to Die (Wild POV & Twilight)

Congrats on making it this far, go drink some water. The list above will update alongside new releases. I will strive to release one chapter of BDOR or Prologue every weekend, and if I am putting out a lot of Prologue, know that the main fic is fighting me (even though it's already 90% written, it's just rude to me D:) and send help XD.

#I hope that I did this right #everyone else did a intro post #I wanted one too #bdor #blooddropsonroses #cheetotalks #linked universe #linkeduniverse #should I be doing an introduction post in the main tags?#sorry ya'll please be patient with me #I am new to the internet XD #intro post #blog intro #I SEE ALL OF YOU LIKING THIS BEFORE I FINISH IT #QUIT IT #cheetowrites

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akwolfgrl · 1 month

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I've had an idea for a while now, but I don't read much one-piece modern aus. (Opps I posted a little to soon lol)

Sanjis life is similar to cannon. He ran away when he was 8 and found Zeff when he was 10 had to return to his birth "family" at 21. He grew up with the younger gang, Luffy, Zoro, Nami, Usopp, and Chopper.

Sanji and Zoro were roommates in college, just as they finally confess thire feeling for each other. Sanji dissappears, and no one can find him, and the police are of no help. 8 years latter Zoro after returning home from a major Kendo championship, runs into Nami and a child of 6 years old with curly eyebrows.

Turns out Judge demanded Sanji marry Pudding (18 not 16) or eles he would charge Zeff with kidnapping and/or ruin his business the reastrunt. Sanji recltuntly agrees to this deal. The Vinsomkes were a once powerful family that are losing that staus but still have enough to get away with shit.

Pudding was in love with someone eles but also didn't have a choice in this marriage and after becoming pregnant (with she didn't want but didn't have a choice) had bad post partom and did receive help from a therapist for it but she kept dissapeing. For awhile, she would evently come back, but one day, she never did.

Sanji was able to get a divorce but had to sign a contract that he would work exclusively for the Charlotte Family. Devopling recipes and useing as many of thire products in cooking vedios as ge can. (They make four, suagr, cooking and baking utnicles, they make premade baked goods. All sorts of things.) Robin was his lawyer In all of this. That's how he met her and Franky. He moves back to town when it's finally safe to do so. He moved back while Zoro was out of town and was finally able to reconnect with his friends and real family.

The reason Nami is babysitting is because Sanji is showing off a new project to Katakuri, his main concatct to the Charlotte's.

Pudding does come back after the divorce and sees her daughter once a month. Part of the reason she dispared is so they could get a devioce. When Zoro is dating Sanji, she makes sure he's good for them both. She did care for Sanji she just was in love with someone else and wanted her own life. Wanted to make her own decisions and be her own preson.

Sanji has a flouting home that he and his daughter live on. Franky designed it with help from Usopp.

At some point, I'm thinking that the vinsmokes show up again. Judge wants to marry Sanji off again to someone eles. However, Sanji is no longer a Vinsmoke, and Robin made sure the Zeff would be under Big moms portcestion as well.

Zeff is very involved in his granddaughters life and definitely thinks Sanji shouldn't have gone, that he should have put up more of a fight, but what's done is done.

I'm thinking something sweet for the little girls name, but I'm not sure what. Uncle Kat is her favorite of her mothers and her father's siblings. She has only met Reiju once but not the other 3.

Luffy-???

Zoro-swords he is going to run the dojo with kuina (not dead in wheel chair)

Nami- works as a fashion bloger/model

Usopp- writes and illustrations children's books

Chopper-peditrasion

Robin- lawyer

Franky-constrcsion

Brook- in a band

#one piece #fanfic #sanji #vinsmoke sanji #black leg sanji #roronoa zoro #zoro #charlotte pudding #cat burglar nami #nami #monkey d. luffy #luffy #robin #nico robin #franky #usopp #modern au

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ep2nd · 14 days

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MYCT PJ AU

The Big Three Children

Zeus. Poseidon. Hades.

Foolish- Golden boy. Summons lightning easily. Sparks fly when he's mad. Uses a Trident to spite his dad- pun intended. Youngest of the Little Four. Out here living his best Amnesia life. Puffy saw poor boy, took poor boy, now they sailing on the Seas avoiding death. Yes Foolish was born and Zeus broke his oath- only the second time. Came to camp after the 2nd Titan War.

Joel- Foolish’s older Half-brother. Everyone hates Zeus so he dated the daughter of Poseidon. Sword lover. Uses the winds more than lightning. Takes pottery lessons. 2nd oldest of the Little Four. But also kinda the oldest? Saved Grian and Jimmy- got turned into a Tree. (Like the Mezalea one but also Thalia) Chilling with his GF at college. Becoming an architect. Short L.

Lizzie- The chosen one. Literally. (Aka Percy but girl boss). Trident Supreme Threatener. Amazingly strong and powerful do not approach. Adopted Jimmy because yes. Can beat Pearl- sometimes. Visits Poseidon's palace monthly. Great with sea creatures. Almost died on the way to camp HAH imagine. Barely survived. Moms dead. Started hearing voices from the Mother tree so went on a quest so she could help the tree. Got a boyfriend in return, great deal. Hanging with no longer tree Joel at college. Rejected the Hunters.

Joe- Creepy Supreme. Best friends with Cleo and Kristin. Pops up randomly. Out here spitting poetry like he's Apollo. Yes he's met Apollo- gave him the idea to start on his Haiku phase- DARN IT JOE. Chills with the dead. Weirdly happy. Don't cross him, he will remember. Has a book- will hit you with book. No one really knows when he showed up, nor will anyone ask. Mysterious. Somehow alive. Actually great relationship with his dad.

#MCYT PJ AU #poseidon cabin #zeus cabin #hades cabin #foolish gamers #joel smallishbeans #smallishbeans #ldshadowlady #lizzie ldshadowlady #joe hills #the big three children #well theres four #lets not talk about that #NEXT UP #Asclepius and Eris!!#i think #if i remember right

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amantes-lunae · 5 months

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★ Kate's trans wolfstar faves ★

this list is mainly trans sirius and muggle aus! there will definitely be a part 2 to this list with more trans remus + mwpp fics because i hold them DEAR TO MY HEART 🩷🤍💙

you wouldn't like me - E, 40k

It’s 2005 and Sirius is trying to figure out his gender, their brother, and his new crush.

No More Secrets - G, 5k

Sirius Black didn't know if he would be accepted for who he was. Little did he know that he wasn't the only one with a secret.

Sirius Black and the Great Dress Code Revolution of 1977 - E, 61k

In a misguided effort to fight sexism, Sirius discovers he’s really, really into wearing the girls uniform. What follows is a disastrously oblivious Remus trying to protect his friends, Sirius’ introduction into a world more magical than his own (being trans!), and Marlene McKinnon growing increasingly annoyed with authority. A character study of Sirius’ fucked up gender, his relationship with his family, his body, Remus, James, and Marlene- disguised as a getting together fic.

Gathering Home - E, 74k (unfinished)

Remus flipped the light on and sucked in a breath as he looked over his classroom, as neat and tidy as he had left it the day before. The room exuded warmth, colourful and bright, playmats on the floor and books stacked up along the walls, little boxes of crayons on all of the tables. By the end of the day, ten kindergarteners would arrive to what was functionally their second home, to once again tear it to smithereens. Eleven, Remus corrected himself—four months into the school year, a new student was joining their class. — Remus shouldn’t be attracted to Sirius Hill, not when Remus is responsible for teaching his five-year-old little brother to read and count, and especially not with that mysterious baby strapped to Sirius’s chest. He shouldn’t. He isn’t. He is not.

my jokes are my armour, my kindness is my sword - E, 28k

“My mum died last year,” Sirius says at last, perhaps more bluntly than he intended – perhaps not given the defiant set of his chin. “And we don’t have a gravestone yet, till the ground settles or whatever, so I want something I can put there to represent her and how toxic she was.” Remus blinks. Whatever he had expected Sirius to say, it hadn’t been that. He had inferred that he and Regulus had a complicated relationship with their blood family, but this was a wholly unexpected turn. Unfortunately, instead of the empathic response he knows is in there somewhere, what comes out is: “Yes, that sounds like a perfectly healthy response to grief.”

It's a New Dawn - M, 106k

What took place in the Lycanthropy ward was thankless, rotten work. Sickening for those who didn’t care for the monsters; heart wrenching for those few who did. Remus had an inkling of which category Lily belonged to, and he didn’t think it was fair that she had to go through this so early in her studies. “Why would you choose this ward, Lily?” he asked again, gently. Remus Lupin (19 years old, formerly home schooled, currently employed in a bookshop, forever afflicted with lycanthropy and a cheeky mother) leads a peaceful - if a bit lonely - life. Enter up-and-coming Healer in training Lily Evans, stubborn and determined to make a friend out of the sarcastic little shit that is her favourite patient. Secrets are disclosed, closets are exited, family is found. Lives are changed for the better.

A Fool and His Money - M, 36k

Remus Lupin has an easy life. He manages his University studies and his chronic illness, and lives comfortably with his flatmate Regulus Black. Then one day he meets Regulus’ older brother and his entire life gets turned upside down when he’s offered an opportunity to make his life just a little bit easier. It was supposed to be just a business transaction between friends. Feelings were never supposed to get involved.

Discards - M, 76k

When assistant librarian Sirius Black develops a crush on a college student at the Seattle Public Library, all he wants to know is whether he's cool about dating trans guys. But Remus's life is more complicated than Sirius ever could have guessed.

Without Translation - G, 5k

When Remus moves into the new University housing, he isn't sure what to expect, but the Deaf Artist, Sirius Black is not it. Especially as Remus only has the function of one hand, and sign language is beyond him. But in the end, when it comes to love and communication, the pair find their own way to say I love you.

Whatever Words I Say - G, 23k

When Remus Lupin is hired to control the antics of famous lead singer of the Marauders, Sirius Black, he knows he has his work cut out for him. Sirius is contrary and has absolutely no chill, and loves pissing off the press. Remus feels up to the challenge, but he certainly does not expect to fall head over heels in love from the moment he meets the charismatic singer.

Defectors - M, 53k

I'm supposed to be dead. I was ready for it. More than ready. He struggles to sort quickly through his muddled thoughts. If he's not allowed to die, he needs to find sanctuary. Somewhere where they won't find him. Someone who can destroy it. AU where Regulus survives the horcrux cave and Sirius gets pushed to the edge.

Ghost Notes - M, 12k

AU where Remus didn’t attend Hogwarts. Sirius is smitten with the cute boy he meets at a punk show, and is determined to win him over.

Quick Draw - M, 10k

Sirius has never been a fan of thinking things through, but Remus is always there to keep him grounded. A quick peek at the couple from their first trip on the Hogwarts Express through the AU conclusion in 1981.

#wolfstar #remus lupin #marauders #sirius black #transgender #trans sirius black #trans marauders #trans remus lupin #rec list #kate's wolfstar reclist tag #trans #jkr is a greasy piece of shit

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In the mood for a Fic...

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1. Hi there! Hope you're all doing good! I had kind of an odd itmf request if thats okay. I'm looking for fics where wwx has a pet. It 100% doesn't have to be the focus of the story at all. And it can be any kind of pet, cat or dog or even exotic or mythical like a dragon or something. Modern or canon. Please and thank you so much!! @suibian800

What We Grew in this Forsaken Place by Admiranda (T, 27k, wangxian, modern cultivation, shapeshifter LWJ, WWX has a fear of dogs, bunny crimes, genius WWX, unexpected pet owner WWX) this is a long fic with Wei Wuxian adopting first a giant fox and then some rabbits and being a pet owner for the majority of the fic.

The Bunny Next Door by detailsinthefabric (E, 43k, wangxian, modern, neighbours, fluff, bottom LWJ, internally screaming LWJ)

how to fall in love with a catfish: a guide by wei wuxian (disaster rat) by bwyn, Yuisaki (T, 54k, WangXian, Modern AU, College/University, Actors, Multimedia, Online Friendship, Drunken Shenanigans, Hijinks & Shenanigans, Underage Drinking, Drinking Games, Families of Choice, Fluff and Angst, Slow Burn, Catfish AU)

🧡 A Study in Fluff by WeaverOfTheNight (T, 29k, WangXian, Modern AU, Ghost bunnies, Vet LWJ, Architect WWX, Kid LSZ, Domestic fluff, Modern with Magic) WWX keeps ghost bunnies, inspired by @simzart’s pictures of young witches with their ghost cat familiars.

see also #8 on post

Légèreté by perkynurples (T, 65k, WangXian, Modern au, Horse riding, Swords as horses, Crack treated seriously, Friends to Lovers) modern equestrian AU, so everybody’s got horses instead of spiritual weapons. Beautifully illustrated by @sweetlittlevampire (including WWX and Friesian! Chenqing) and @piyo13sdoodles (including NMJ and Mustang! Baxia

YilingWei series by Dragonesque (T, 200k, WangXian, XuanLi, Canon Divergence, Character Study, Kinda, For Want of a Nail, Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Slow Burn, Slow Build, Yunmeng Shuangjie, BAMF!WWX, Original Character(s), Adopted Sibling Relationship, Adopted Children, Emotional Manipulation, Pining WWX, Bisexual Disaster WWX, YLLZ WWX, Yílíng Wèi Sect, Asexual WQ) WWX has four fierce corpse familiars: three horses and a crow

Yunmeng Jiang Cats by Kakushigo (G/T, 6k, Yunmeng Siblings, WangXian) AU where the Yunmeng Jiang all have cat familiars as part of their sect culture and cultivation

Hubris by incendir (E, 5k, wangxian, WWX & OC, post-canon) WWX has “a lovely, deep brown mare that he’s come to love as dearly as Little Apple”, no name given; she plays a role in a small but crucial magic-working.

🧡 Company by WithBroomBefore (T, 29k, wangxian, canon divergence, not YZY friendly, pre-relationship, getting together, fix-it, hurt/comfort, light angst w/ happy ending)

carried by the wind by saichan (T, 7k, WangXian, Rouge cultivatior WWX, YL WWX, different first meeting, burial mounds crows, letters, Yi city) yllz and his crows

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2. Hello!!! For the next IMTMF could you please recommend any fics set post-canon where LWJ accidentally screws up his relationship with WWX big time and has to fix it real quick? Can be any universe, if theres smut preferably no bottom lwj pls. Thank you so much!

The Roots Grow Riotous by hansbekhart (E, 104k, wangxian, modern, fashion au, garment company, casual sex, group sex, implied/referenced cheating, switching, recreational drug use, angst w/ happy ending, single dad WWX, panic attacks, implied/referenced self-harm, grief/mourning, catharsis, body horror, floral horror)

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3. Hi Mods! I read “ The Price of Old Wishes “ and I wondered if you know of any more fics where either WWX or LWJ feels that post resurrection, WWX is mentally younger than LWJ? Thank you!

#4 of this post has couple

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4. hi for itmf id like really, really messed up dark wangxian fics. not necessarily nsfw, but if so please bottom wwx only

Limp by orphan_account (E, <1k, wangxian, major character death, rape/non-con, mind all the tags!!, choking, humiliation, spit & blood as lube, blood, military au, LWJ fucks WWX to death) modern military AU. LWJ fucks WWX to death—is that dark and messed-up enough for you?

Kinktober 2021 by Anonymous (E, 18k, wangxian, CHECK ALL THE TAGS before reading!, dead dove do not eat, consensual non-con, sadist LWJ, dark LWJ, rough sex, bestiality, etc.)

the sweetest dream would never do by honeyandviscera (E, 2k, WangXian, Modern AU, Dark LWJ, Somnophilia, Non-Consensual Somnophilia, Body Worship, Breaking and Entering, Drugged Sex, Stalking, Come Eating, Unreliable Narrator, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat)

DarkLanZhanExchange there might be some in here that work for you

You & Me Baby, We'll Eclipse The Sun Series by 2501987 (M/E, 130k, WangXian, XiCheng, MIND THE TAGS, Modern AU, Mafia, Murder husbands, Torture, Possessive Behavior, Blood and Violence, Older JC, Younger WWX, Hurt/Comfort, Dark)

💖 The Way You Tremble by themunchking (E, 6k, wangxian, murder husbands, vampires, blood, violence, supernatural elements)

The waters and the wild by SecretStorm (T, 62k, WIP, WangXian, Fairy Tale Elements, Pied Piper WWX, Trans Character, Trans LWJ, Many juniors, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Kid Fic, Sexual Tension) Bc the person asked for "not necessarily nsfw" this one discusses child abuse etc in detail, and lwj has gone into it thinking the absolute worst of wwx (which he encourages). Ends as a wip before there is much character redemption. I really like it!!

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5. itmf timeloop fics with wx

Wearing Down Every Bone by CSHfic & VSfic (E, 30k, wangxian, post-canon, groundhog day, time loop, temporary character death, hurt/comfort, case fic, curses, pining, getting together, night hunts, hurt WWX, mystery, angst w/ happy ending, depression, unhealthy coping mechanisms)

see you yesterday by glyphic (M, 138k, WIP, WangXian, Modern AU, Modern with Magic, Ghost Hunters, Time Loop, Case Fic, Hurt/Comfort, Memory Loss, Angst with a Happy Ending, Slow Burn)

Let’s try this again by ilip13 (G, 22k, wangxian, post-canon, getting together, time loop. introspection, humor, feels)

A Torn Red Ribbon by shiroakuma (M, 195k, wangxian, LXC & LWJ, canon divergence, sunshot campaign, time loop, time travel, canonical temporary character death, fix-it of sorts, angst w/ happy ending, hurt/comfort, dreams, unreliable narrator, bitter WWX, injured LWJ, slow burn, pining, YLLZ WWX, grief/mourning, revenge, WIP)

Like a leaf lost in time by shiroakuma (E, 15k, wangxian, sunshot campaign, time loop, time travel, fix-it of sorts, temporary character death, unreliable narrator, YLLZ WWX, injured WWX, good sibling JC, angst, fluff, sentient burial mounds, first time, bathtub sex)

Rebirth of a Wretched Mayfly by marikazz (M, 15k, wangxian, Graphic Depictions of Violence, Time Loop, Time Travel, Groundhog Day, Suicidal Thoughts, Violence, Not Really Character Death, Panic Attacks, Self-Harm, Mental Health Issues, Trust Issues, Hurt WWX, Miscommunication, Heavy Angst, It Gets Worse Before It Gets Better, Whump, Feelings Realization, Mutual Pining, WWX is Not Okay, Mental Breakdown, Canon-Typical Violence, Existential Angst, Dissociation, Suicide, Angst with a Happy Ending)

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6. a bit of a specific request- but may i ask for fics where wwx's main romantic struggle is 'not being lwj's equal anymore'? bonus if they address and correct this assumption? 😄❤️

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7. do u know of any fics that more resemble some wuxia dramas, like, where the head of a household (say lwj) has multiple spouses just living together day to day, wwx being one of them, maybe favored, or maybe friends with the other spouses (or both).. i think a slice of life type fic about that would be interesting to read 💜

SIMILAR! The one where WWX is not LWJ's concubine AU Series by Lookingkindofdumb (Varied, 89k, WIP, WangXian, Non-Cultivator AU, Emperor LXC, Concubine AU, Rumors, Humor, Politics, Extended family chaos) this is not an exact fit but it’s very very close

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8. are there... fics with BAMF wen popo?? i would love to read a strong matriarchal grandma at any point in canon (or modern au!).. like pre/mid-sunshot smuggling her family away to loosen wrh's hold on wq, or post-sunshot treating her family at camp and arranging jailbreaks where she could, or maybe in bm era taking charge of the settlement and making sure it thrives? (or any other scenario/divergence/au obv). that sounds wonderful even if it's not the focus of a fic. thank you! ❤️❤️

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9. i know it's logical for wwx to be touch-averse after his 3 months in the burial mounds (teen project (link in #10) gave me the most /visceral/ reaction to the corpses being all over him), but are there fics where he comes out touch-starved instead? he's a tactile person and i just want him hug. pour into lwj's lap. hair pat. i love wwx h/c thank you.

they who refuse to be blessed by sysrae (E, 7k, WangXian, JC & WWX, Canon Divergence, Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Whump, Golden Core Reveal, Developing Relationship, wwx can have a little scurvy, as a treat, Bathing/Washing, Confessions, Sharing a Bed)

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10. Hi! I recently found this blog and it's incredible! I have read so many recs I feel my love of this fandom has been reinvigorated. Could I ask some recs for your next itmf? Are there any canon-esque fics where WWX is incredibly powerful? I love reveal moments when other characters go "oh shit, that guy is super strong." Perhaps he has difficulty controlling his golden core, or his teachers note he is extremely strong, his power bursts out of him sometime, etc. Thank you!

Not exactly the op vibe the anon was asking for , but there are definitely people awed by WWX powers:

pitfalls of greed by glitteringmoonlight (T, 3k, WangXian, POV Outsider, BAMF WWX, Kidnapping, Violence, YLLZ WWX, not exactly but the vibes are there, Post-Canon)

💖 Teen Project to Change the World by animeloverhomura (Not rated, 686k, wangxian, watching the series, fix-it of sorts, bamf!wwx, WIP)

Tired of the Sunset by julomaiboulomai (M, 55k, WangXian, Modern AU, Superheroes/Superpowers, Identity Porn, Secret Identity, Parent-Child Relationship, Grief/Mourning, Unreliable Narrator, superhero fights, Major Character Injury, Major Character Undeath, Slow Burn, But also somehow, Established Relationship, Hurt/Comfort, Injury Recovery, JC-LWJ Mutual Hate Society, Domestic Fluff, Co-Parenting, Fade to Black, Brief mentions of suicide, Angst with a Happy Ending, Art Embedded)

Before we get started, does anyone wanna get out? by Iggysassou (E, 13k, WangXian, Married Couple, Post-Canon, mdzs canon rather than cql, 5+1 Things, Canon-Typical Violence, Hurt/Comfort, Domestic Fluff, Protective wwx, protective lwj)

Cotton Wool by incendir (M, 34k, WangXian, LJY/OMC, ZhuiLing, JC & WWX) It’s kind of a misleading fic, since it starts very sweet, and is part of a relatively wholesome series. There are other POV of the events in the other parts. (link in #15)

Hubris by incendir (E, 5k, wangxian, WWX & OC, post-canon) portrays the sequence of events in Cotton Wool from WWX’s POV; the witnesses’ reaction to what he ends up doing, and under what constraints, also qualify both stories for #10. (link in #1)

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11. (for itmf) hii thank u so much for doing this!! I have two requests, A.) can u recommend wangxian fics with the same romantic comedy vibes as The Mistletoe Virgin by VamillePudding? I've read everything else by the author but am still looking for more to read!

and B.) some wangxian childhood friends to lovers with lots of pining, esp if it's the kind of pining where they feel guilty about their feelings and/or are content to hide their feelings and stay friends but do eventually end up together! preferably over 10k words but I'm not picky, thank you so much!!! @cryiling

11A)

play your love songs all night long by AlfAlfAlfAlfAlf, tardigradeschool (E, 17k, WangXian, Modern AU, Marriage of Convenience, Mutual Pining, Light Angst, Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, One Big Happy Family, Sharing a Bed, (platonically for 13 years), Therapy, Pegging, Hand Jobs, Blow Jobs, Romantic Comedy, Misunderstandings)

a one track mind by bunnxianluvsu (MooseFeels), MooseFeels (E, 11k, WIP, WangXian, XuanLi, Modern AU, screwball comedy, Romantic Comedy, Phoenixes, just the one phoenix actually, Body Image, Body Modification, but like more complicated than you might think, Swimming, Medical, Illnesses, Accidental Flirting, Breeding Kink, idiots to lovers)

r/relationships by vespertineflora (T, 8k, WangXian, Modern AU, Social Media, Viral Reddit Post, Pining, Crushes, Friends to Lovers, Awkward Flirting, Romantic Gestures, Romantic Comedy, Love Confessions, Kissing, Happy Ending, r/relationships [podfic] by someplacelikebolivia)

one out of three by everythingispoetry (T, 9k, wangxian, canon divergence, fluff, misunderstandings, triplets, idiots in love, matchmaking, romantic comedy, cloud recesses study arc)

I would also recommend the author kuro for that romcom vibe

11B)

Make The Fireflies Dance Silver Moon’s Sparkling by Sweetlittlevampire (T, 23k, wangxian, modern, highschool au, friends to lovers, teenagers, growing up, getting to know each other, getting together, slow burn, first kiss, first love)

drag my teeth across your chest by ana_cp (E, 60k, wangxian, modern, soulmates au, angst w/ happy ending, childhood friends, hurt/comfort, WWX pov, friends to lovers, porn with feelings, pining, first kiss, first time, growing up together, versatile wangxian, violinist LWJ)

Lan Wangji is now on Instagram by MohnDoe (T, told in pictures so 0 word count, instagram fic, modern, texting, pre-relationship, getting together, friends to lovers, childhood friends, oblivious WWX, dark LWJ, word of honor crossover, faraway wanderers crossover, fluff & angst, pining)

Lan zhan and his bestfriend(love of his life, soulmate, his one and only) Wei Ying by Wangxian101 (T, 3k, wangxian, modern, highschool au, not actually unrequited love, best friends to lovers, love confessions, jock WWX, LWJ pov, pining, obliviousness, implied sexual content, kisses, holding hands)

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12. Hello! May I have some fic recs where little WY was adopted and raised by HuaLian? I would like to read some BAMF!WWX who was raised by literal gods! Thank you in advance! ☺️🫰@sareen-momos-stuff

echoes from across the void by Nilaic (G, 20k, wangxian, hualian, adoption, YLLZ WWX, deaging, oblivious WWX, protective LWJ, BAMF WWX & LWJ, pining, dimension travel, WWX has PTSD, demonic cultivation, hurt/comfort, fluff & angst, families of choice, WIP) not quite what you’re looking for but hopefully it tides you over while I search for couple others I know are somewhere in the depth of my bookmarks!

🧡 The Red Ribbon by Xiao_Hua (M, 21k, WangXian, HuaLian, Canon Divergence, Ghost City, a bit of beefleaf, Immortality, Cultivation Partners, Juniors, XL and HC find a child who happens to be WWX, Fluffy wangxian, WWX is a Supreme Ghost King, First Time)

let this soul be your whisper by merthurlin (T, 28k, hualian, wangxian, post TGCF canon, post first siege of burial mounds, canonical character death, canon divergence, found family)

Hua Xianle by Tiffany_Guinne (Not rated, 55k, hualian, wangxian, canon divergence, not Jiang friendly, madam lan lives, WWX adopted by hualian, WWX with different name, overprotective hualian, hurt WWX, WIP)

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13. Hi hi 👋 So, I've been watching a lot of paranormal shows lately, and for an IITMF, does anyone have any like, paranormal investigator AUs??? It can be the cast being the investigators or the cast doing the haunting, and it can be serious or silly! I just want to see what's out there. Thanks for all of your effort!

Yunmeng Supernatural by Leffy (T, 16k, WIP, WangXian, Modern AU, Youtube AU, buzzfeed unsolved au, Social Media AU, exorcist!LWJ)

Live Thread: The Hauntedest Place by sami (T, 1k, ridiculous future bullshit, Social Media, Chaos Gremlin WWX, under a fake name) / (Pov outsider) It's not a modern au except that it's an au set in modern day? 😅 wwx and lwj are immortals currently in the modern day and wwx is running a YT channel where he is "investigating" a haunting. It's pretty hilarious!

Who You Gonna Call? by Beltenebra (E, 15k, WangXian, Ghost Hunters, Modern with Magic, Minor ChengSong, Anal Sex, Paranormal Investigators, Mild Blood, Mild Horror, Ghosts, Demons, Fluff and Humor, Case Fic)

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14. Hey there! This is an IITMF request :)

a) Fic(s) where MXY does not summon WWX. He doesn't comeback. LWJ could only show his regret and all AFTER WWX fell in Nightless City, and he knew what it felt like to lose someone you love. But what if WWX didn't comeback? What happens to LWJ? (e.g. dormiveglia (in between sleeping and walking) by comforting_monachopsis)

b) where after WWX comes back, he rejects LWJ, and walks away - maybe to JC, or NHS(well cuz they're bffs) or maybe somewhere else.

- bonus if he falls for someone else entirely. @utxqia

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Bitter Recompense by mondengel (M, 1k, LXC & LWJ, Angst)

Thirty-three Lashes by Winglesss (E, 56k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Modern AU, Modern with Magic, Canon Temporary Character Death, Immortality, Reincarnation, Case Fic, Hurt/Comfort, Angst with a Happy Ending, Mutual Pining, Slow Burn, Blood and Injury, Major Character Injury, Mystery, minor polyamorous relationship, Happy Ending, Eventual Fluff, Eventual Smut, Explicit Sexual Content, Memory Loss)

When the Honor Comes too Late by ExtraPenguin (T, 1k, major character death, angst, canon divergence, bad ending)

Future Cultivation AU Series by Aki_no_hikari (G, 23k, WangXian, Modern AU, Canon Divergence, College/University, Modern with Magic, Reincarnation, Angst with a Happy Ending) this was the historical situation before the timeskip and reincarnation.

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15. Hello, good day to all of you mods.

May I trouble you, for the next I'm In The Mood, do you have any mindbreak fics, preferably WWX. It can be as disturbing as you want. Thank u very much (⁠づ⁠￣⁠ ⁠³⁠￣⁠)⁠づ

body and bone, hair and skin by Mikkeneko (T, 6k, wangxian, major character death, dark, horror, grief/mourning, unhealthy coping mechanisms, zombies, bittersweet ending) LWJ travels to Lotus Pier to confront a WWX who has pretty clearly snapped.

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16. fave jingyi-centric fics? i adore the one-body problem and would love more of that dude (the rest of the quartet is always a bonus obv) <3

sing up to the stars by tangerinechar (T, 10k, ZhuiYi, background WangXian, Fluff and Crack, opera singer!LJY, rated t for jingyi's cursing and one (1) makeout)

Silent Rules by SherlocksHound (G, 726, WangXian, shortfic, Fluff and Humor) the editorial voice is LJY’s

Potatoes, chapter 29 of court the stars by chomrafy an endangered bunny poses little LJY a conflict of Rules and Righteousness

A good read by Aki_no_hikari (G, 1k, Modern with Magic, Canon Divergence, Metafiction, Reincarnation) modern cultivation AU; historical RPF fanwriter LJY receives feedback from his favorite author, LWJ

Why Not Me? by Eleanor_Fenyx (G, 7k, WIP, LJY & LQR, LJY & LWJ, Good Uncle LQR, POV LJY, War Orphan LJY, Character Study, LJY Has ADHD, Found Family, Rejection Sensitivity Dysphoria)

DID YILING LAOZU REALLY EXIST???: a Thread [1/?] by el_em_en_oh_pee (G, 5k, WangXian, Academia, Social Media, Research, Mixed Media, POV Outsider, this is kind of an AU - Modern and kind of not???, it's a modern academic/researchy exploration of canon lol)

Dad's Got a Date With a Vampire! By PaPaYa_Bites (T, 7k, NieLan, WangXian, Vampire, Half-Vampires, Supernatural Elements, Modern AU, Teacher!LWJ, Vampire!LWJ, Humor, Getting Together, Family Feels, Cute Kids, Meet-Cute)

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17. Hi mod kay!!! For the next in the mood for, is there any fics about the thirteen/sixteen year gap where Wei Wuxian is there with LWZ? As either a ghost or having faked his death? Thank you!

Response by Aki_no_hikari (G, 12k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Angst with a Happy Ending, Family Feels, Love Confessions)

🧡 Ghosts Shouldn't by ShanaStoryteller (Not Rated, 15k, WangXian, Grief/Mourning, Canon Divergence, Angst with a Happy Ending) i know a few other wwx's-ghost-is-around-the-cloud-recesses fics but they're focused on sizhui instead

Dignity and Animality by quick_cat_tl (G, 31k, WangXian, Watership Down, u know the one with the political/philosophical bunnies, Reincarnation, Lapine language, Rabbit!WWX, Sunny Angst, Pining, Mojo's post) WWX, reincarnated as a rabbit, comes to live among LWJ’s bunny herd at the Cloud Recesses

promissory notes Series by kakikaeru (T, 57k, WIP, ZhuiYi, WangXian, Post-Canon)

His Merit All My Fear by violettressed (G, 16k, ZhuiYi, WangXian, Post-Canon, Canon Compliant, Pre-Relationship)

every time we touch I get this feeling by ritualist (M, 11k, ChengYi, Case Fic, Curses, Crushes, Masturbation, Confessions, Overstimulation, Humor)

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x fem human reader. sword play. teasing. fucking against the wall.

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▷ㅤ𝔣𝔬𝔬𝔡 𝔭𝔩𝔞𝔶 — ft. vinsmoke sanji.

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x fem human reader. food. praising. oral.

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▷ㅤ𝔰𝔥𝔦𝔟𝔞𝔯𝔦, 𝔎𝔫𝔦𝔣𝔢 & 𝔪𝔦𝔫𝔡 𝔟𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔎 — ft. slasher! tanjiro kamado.

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x fem human reader. aged up characters. slasher au. blood. insanity. shibari. murder. noncon to dubcon. oral (m -> f). fear. scent kink.

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x fem human reader. aged up characters. camgirl au. thigh & cock riding. exhibitionism (streamed).

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x fem human reader. college au. aged up characters. threesome. double penetration. oral (f -> m // m -> f ). clit stim.

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x fem human reader. selfship coded. shower sex. enemies fucking lmao. one trying to make the other bend the knee.

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x fem human reader. phone sex. masturbation (f). fingering. voice kink(?)

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▷ㅤ𝔫𝔦𝔭𝔭𝔩𝔢 𝔭𝔩𝔞𝔶 — ft.san.emi shinazugawa.

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x fem human reader. selfship coded. nipple play. fingering. creampie.

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rainypebble07 · 8 months

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My Byler Fanfics (and a short introduction to each one- so you can find your perfect match)

Hello! I'm trying something new because I feel like my prior fic masterpost with my honest opinions was too many words to look at, so I'm just gonna list the best parts of each of my fics and you can see if you're interested!

It Wasn't a Bad Thing- Don't read this. It was my first fic and it's bad. I did write a rewrite though, which comes up later in the list.

How To Handle Your Love Life and the Apocolypse at the Same Time- Takes place after season four, TONS of Nancy and Mike stuff, Will and Mike in the Upside Down, Mike might sing, MIKE AND NANCY GIRLS' NIGHT, one of my earlier fics but still decent! (46k words)

Much Ado About... Something?- High school theatre AU, they put on Much Ado About Nothing, Mike's a theatre kid, Suzie and Dustin in tech make me happy, very angst at the end, MURRAY'S THE DIRECTOR SO YOU KNOW THAT IT'LL BE GOOD, my most kudos-ed fic. (54k words)

The Unwanted Return of Everything (And How it Finally Ends)- Long, possession stuff, everyone's in college but they have to come back to Hawkins bc the Upside Down is back, decent plot twists, Will has a boyfriend so JEALOUS MIKE, there's like three different conflicts, angsty angst sometimes (76k words)

Shady Business- My fav, Superspy AU, Will's working for the evil corporation and is secretly trying to take down the agency Mike works at, Mike writes a poem, suspenseful plot, gala gala dancing dancing, just my favorite thing ever idk what else to say (54k words)

Mike Wheeler's Guide to the Undead- LITTLE BABY MIWI, Will died in the upside down and comes back as a zombie, cute cute cute, the little baby party, Nancy Wheeler, Miwi again, heart-to-heart on top of a crypt, we get REVENGE on Troy Walsh, it's younger Mike so he's sweet (31k words)

It Wasn't A Bad Thing (REWRITTEN)- Mike's a florist, Will own's a tattoo parlor, El and Mike and Will all have POVs as they try to figure themselves out, my aro/ace Eleven agenda is showing, Mike and Nancy, Will and El!, Mike's an absolute disaster, the zoo, Robin and Will friendship, Mike and Will get matching tattoos, the angst very much agnsts (52k words)

If Time Runs Out- Pirate AU, Mike's a royal and he gets kidnapped by pirates, Jonathan's the captain, so Jancy's also there, Will teaches Mike to sword fight, Mike teaches Will to waltz, Mike has internalized piratephobia, Murray can tell the future, Steve has a ship called the toddfather (70k words)

Alright! That's all! Hopefully, you found something you are interested in!

#byler #stranger things #byler fanfic #ao3 fanfic #will byers #mike wheeler #Ask if you've got any questions!#I listed them in order of when I wrote them #So obviously more experienced writing comes with each new one

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Seeking Assistance (Chirp AU)

Macaque has been focused on defeating Wukong for so long that he forgot there were other threats in the world. Now, four demons have decided to remind him that even Celestial Primates could get their asses kicked.

Now wounded and with no where to go Macaque has to figure out how he's going to survive the approaching winter without alerting MK or Wukong to what happened.

If he manages to make it to winter at all.

----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Yet another part of the Chirp AU written by myself and @monkiebois.This series is a lot of fun but just a reminder that this is a side project. Monkiebois and I both have other projects we're working on. :D Between that work/school and a bunch of other day-to-day things this series will probably be slow to update but will be updated when we can.

* arises from the depths of the void * SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG COLLEGE AND FINALS AND AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA- anyways thank you all so much for the love youve been giving this au artemis and i appreciate every little comment and kudos. enjoy the chapter! * falls back into the void to pass out *

Something Macaque often forgot about being a demon with a long extensive history is that he made a lot of enemies in the past. It didn’t help that he had been so focused on revenge that he forgot to consider protecting himself from other enemies that weren’t Sun Wukong. Though, he also didn’t consider most of them true threats.

After all, he was a Celestial Primate, one of the most powerful beings in the three realms. He was the Six-Eared Macaque; able to hear the past, present and future! He was just as powerful as Sun Wukong and nobody dared to mess with him. At least… that’s what he spent nearly his entire life convincing himself. But there was a problem with this ‘amazing hearing’. He couldn’t shut it off if he didn’t physically focus on shutting it down, meaning that often heard everything all at once, and it made it hard to tell what was future, past and what was happening in that moment.

It wasn’t until he was thrown into the heat of a situation that he could properly recognize danger.

Which was exactly what he was experiencing now.

Macaque slid across the room, his back hitting his counter with enough force to dent the side of it. He let out a shaky breath, growling at the four demons who had apparently decided that this was the perfect time to practice teamwork in order to strongarm him out of his territory. They were fast and about as strong as the average middle-grade demon but their team work put them at a bit of an advantage.

They wouldn’t be able to kill Macaque, but the bruises he was already sporting was proof enough that they were determined to chase him out of his dojo whatever the cost.

Macaque glared, dashing to the left at one of the enemies, managing to slide around them to get behind them. He then dropped down, sweeping his foot and knocking the feet out from under the demon who crashed to the ground with a pained noise. Macaque then scrambled to go after the next demon when arms grabbed him from behind, pinning his arms to his side as the larger of the demons began to squeeze. This demon was only a bit shorter than Sandy and the strength behind the muscles was nothing to laugh at, especially when he could feel his already bruised bones creek under the strength. Macaque let out a pained cry, slamming his head backwards into the chin of the demon, who shouted and dropped Macaque.

Macaque then stomped on the demon's foot, swinging his elbow backwards, hitting him in the ribs and knocking him back. He jumped out of the way of the third demon who swung a punch at his jaw, stumbling slightly as his left ankle throbbed. He was running out of energy, but retreating would mean losing his territory. Where would he go if he lost his home? Where would he build nests for MK?

He formed a staff, swinging it at the next approaching demon who to his surprise pulled out a sword. Suddenly this fight grew much more dangerous as the sword blocked his attack, giving the demon he needed to attack again. He was easily the fastest out of the four, shoving back on Macaque knocking him slightly off balance which gave the demon the opportunity to kick him in the stomach. Macaque hissed, sliding back as he slammed into his training dummies.

The four demons began to approach him, having him once again cornered.

‘ Run away! ’ His instincts scrambled at him. ‘ It isn’t worth it! It’s just a building! ’ But at the same time he couldn’t convince himself to run. If he ran away then MK would lose his ‘safe space’. He had to keep fighting, he would keep fighting.

Macaque dropped out of the shadow, letting out a pained whimper as he hissed and put pressure on his side. At least two of his ribs were broken, his left eye was swollen shut, his lip was split, his ears were ringing, and he had rips through his clothing from the sword that had been used. Thankfully the only wound the sword managed to leave on him was a slice to his left rib cage that had only grazed him.

That being said, it was still bleeding considerably which was… not great.

He had lost his home. MK had lost his safe space. The only good thing about this situation was now Wukong didn’t know where he was and that he was able to leave with his life. The rest of it sucked though.

Macaque glanced around, frowning. He had ended up not far from Pigsy’s Restaurant in some abandoned buildings that had been condemned after the Spider Queen’s New Year's Fiasco. There were plenty of demons and humans who crashed there though, so he would be safe there, at least for a short time.

He walked over to a wall, leaning against it before he slid down with a heavy sigh. His healing would kick in soon which would heal his injuries but it didn’t fix his problem. He was still homeless and without help he could stay that way forever. But it wasn’t like he could go crawling to anybody asking for help. If he told MK he would undoubtedly help him but then he’d have to admit that he got his ass kicked and chased out of his own house. He couldn’t tell anybody else, because he wasn’t friends with anybody else! He could - in theory - tell Pigsy but that would still be admitting that he wasn’t strong enough to protect himself and his home.

No.

He had to figure this out alone.

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Keeping MK away from the Dojo was the easy part, all he had to do was message Pigsy and have him tell the kid that he’s been busy and working around the city so he wont be home often but would check in whenever he could. The harder part was the fact that Macaque had very little to his name on a good day and now he had nothing. Just enough money to buy a water bottle that he could fill up at the mall or park and a vending machine sandwich for one day.

That was it.

That had been all he had been keeping on his person at the time he’d been kicked out and he was far from strong enough to have a rematch. Which meant it was time to do some old-fashioned hard work. His original plan had been the theater! After all, that’s how he made money before but the second he entered the building he was handed a bill and said that ‘the damage you caused last time you were here isn’t worth the risk of employing you again. Also, pay this sum or we’ll take your monkey ass to court ’.

So that… wasn’t great, adding it to the list of ‘ reasons this whole situation isn’t great/sucks ass ’.

It also meant that he had to do things the old-fashioned way.

He glanced around, letting out a shaky breath. It had been a longtime since he had to do something like this but at least it made easy money. Macaque let out a slow shaky breath, stepping up onto a rock in the park as he looked around. He then placed a paper cup he’d grabbed from a nearby trashcan and put it on the ground in front of him. Sucking in a slow breath, I began to sing.

He wasn’t like Wukong.

He couldn’t draw, or make friends easily. Not to mention his still healing injuries would prevent him from doing much manual labor. So he sang, one of his few talents. He tried to stick with more modern day songs so that those who were in the park would know some of the songs that he was singing, but he also didn’t know a lot of ‘modern’ songs. He would just sing what he knew and go from there.

At the end of the day, when his voice was weak from all the singing he’d done he returned to the abandoned building, stomach growling as he looked at the pitiful amount of money he’d gathered. He hadn’t counted on the fact that most people now used plastic currency rather than loose change. He had enough money for either some food or some warmer clothing. Or rather… a thin jacket.

Macaque zipped up the thin jacket he had bought and pulled the hood over his head. The winter breeze brushed past and left Macaque shivering under its cold embrace. Winter was approaching so he used the money he had made from singing to buy a dark purple jacket. It might be made of thin material but at least it was something. Macaque doesn't know how long he’s going to be homeless for, especially with this debt he’s racked up from the theatre–memories of said event made him wince slightly.

So for now warm clothes and cheap food was a priority. At least until he can find a warm place to stay for the winter, which he doubts. Without enough money he’s more likely to be forced to sleep under a highway bridge then actually find somewhere warm. Macaque just hopes and prays it doesn't snow. His currently fur and currently layered clothing can only hold off the chill for so long. But even with the cold taken care of–for now– he still has food to worry about. Purchasing the jacket left him with barely enough for a candy bar so for now he’s gonna have to settle.

He’s done it before, so he doesn't know why he hesitates, even for a moment. It's embarrassing despite how he’s done far more embarrassing things in his life. Either to save his sorry ass or because Wukon-

He’s not going to finish that thought. Macaque sighs and rolls up his sleeves. The cold prickling the skin underneath his fur as he approaches the dumpster. He needs some food, whatever is fine. He just needs something to keep him on his feet. He pushes the lid open slowly, careful not to make too much noise and alert the restaurant owner inside. He reaches his arms over the edge and kicks his feet off of the ground. Successfully leaning over the edge and into the dumpster. It was…disgusting. As any dumpster would be but it's what he expected. Dumpster digging is not pleasant under any circumstance. So he searched through the empty containers, dirty pieces of plastic, and all kinds of things. The rotten stench made his nose twitch but he pushed through.

He pushed through and all he managed to find so far was an extremely rotten half eaten apple. Not the most appetizing.

Oh who is he kidding, it has something green,slimy and unholy growing on it, he’s not eating this shit.

Macaque throws the apple behind him as he groans and lets himself hang limp over the dumpster.

A sudden yelp and a crack behind him makes Macaque panic and stumble into the dumpster in a pathetic attempt to hide like a cat caught in the cookie jar…if the cookie jar smelled like literal shit. Maybe jumping into the dumpster wasn't the most logical decision but, look he’s already homeless and has debt on his ass. He’s not about to be grabbed and thrown in jail for digging through dumpsters.

“Macaque?”

The familiar voice had Macaque's ears perk up while he was ducked into the dumpster. Who would have ever thought that the inside of a dumpster smelled worse…

“I saw your furry ass lookin’ through the dumpster Macaque stop hiding”

Macaque flinched, he contemplated shadow teleporting out of here because the smell was becoming too much for him to bear and he didn't want to be seen like this. Well technically he’s already seen but-

“Get your ass out or im getting Mk”

Macaque burst out of the dumpster with a loud and dramatic gasp, then laid over the edge and looked at Pigsy who just stared at him with a raised brow and a bag of trash in his hand.

“Hi” Macaque gasped out.

“Why are you diggin’ through my dumpsters Macaque?” Pigsy asked bluntly, grabbing the bag with both of his hands.

“Would you believe it if I told you the secret to beating Wukong in a fight was in here?” Macaque said sarcastically as Pigsy threw the bag into the dumpster.

“Nope, so you might as well tell me the truth,” Pigsy said, stepping away from the dumpster and reaching a hand out to help Macaque get his ass out.

Macaque stared at it for a moment, hesitating. Then swallowed whatever pride told himself to swat away the hand or turn it away and he took it. Letting Pigsy help him climb out and onto the concrete ground.

“Preparing for winter” Macaque stated, wiping off anything he could from his clothes with his hands.

Pigsy gave him a look Macaque didn't notice while wiping off the dirt and grime. A mix of disgust, confusion, frustration and pity.

“Come inside” Pigsy stated turning away from Macaque and into the noodle shop. Macaque knew he could decline. He knew all he had to do was walk away and he wouldn't have to face what was inside the shop. It's not like Macaque had him by the tail and was dragging him in. He had every chance in the world to turn away and leave.

So he followed Pigsy and walked into the noodle shop. Part of him wishes he checked exactly what restaurants dumpsters he decided to search through before diving in, another part of him relished in the warm air the noodle shop provided. Macaque decided to take a seat beside the noodle shop's island table while searching for Pigsy who had mysteriously disappeared into the kitchen.

Macaque turned away from the kitchen to look around the shop. Noting to himself how empty and quiet it is. Business must be slow lately. Macaque's attention was pulled back towards the kitchen when a full and heavy bowl was placed in front of him with a pair of chopsticks.

“I can't accept this” Macaque said, staring down at the noodles.

“You will” Pigsy replied, leaning on the table.

“I don't have any money” Macaque said, refusing to look up at Pigsy.

“Don't want your money Macaque”

“Then what do you want?”

“For you to shut up and eat something dammit”

Macaque hesitated for a moment, looking at the bowl. This wasn't like when Pigsy fed him after fighting LBD, this wasn't an obligation… but the prospect of Pigsy doing this out of kindness was enough to make his heart ache. When was the last time he had felt genuine kindness and compassion that wasn't laced with some kind of backhanded comment, guilt tripping, or fact that he owed them something in return?

With a shaky hand he took the chopsticks into his left hand and began to eat. The moment the soup and broth touched his tongue tears began burning his eyes. His throat hurt from singing, his body ached from the wounds that weren't fully healed, he smelled awful, his already dirty and matted hair and fur felt even more disgusting, and all he wanted to do was go home.

"What happened, Macaque? And don't give me that 'preparing for winter' crap." Pigsy said, and while he was firm with his words he wasn't demanding an immediate answer.

"Where should I start? The fact that I was attacked in my own home and chased off? The fact that I have to pay for repairs to the theater and they won't let me work there again? How about the fact that I spent the last 12 hours singing and only made enough to buy this jacket from a pawn shop while it was on sale?"

Pigsy's brows raised in alarm, a sympathetic look filling his eyes. "Wait… you were attacked? Are you hurt?"

Macaque sniffled, using a napkin to wipe his eyes so he didn't get dumpster slime in his eyes. "I'm fine… all that's left is a scab on my ribs and some bruising. I don't heal as fast as Wukong but I'll be fine in a day or two."

"You mean to tell me you were attacked to the point where you were bleeding and then climbed into a dumpster with a healing wound?"

Macaque flinched, "Uh… yeah, in hindsight not a good idea."

"A terrible idea!" Pigsy sighed, rubbing his eyes. "Tell you what we're gonna do. You're gonna eat those noodles and if your still hungry, I'll make you more."

"But-"

"I'm not done. After you're done eating I'm taking you back to my place for a shower and a good night sleep. I'm also going to look at your wounds."

"You don't have-"

"And we'll figure out the rest tomorrow. Macaque… I'm not giving you a choice this time. Even if it's just tonight, let me help you. If you don't I'll have to call in MK… or worse Sandy ."

Macaque sighed. Calling MK for this was bad enough, the guilt alone would rip him up. But Sandy ? Gods, he'd not only have to deal with the guilt but he'd also have to deal with talking about his feelings and stuff.

"Alright, fine." Macaque sighed softly, tapping his tail on the ground. "Just don't bother the blue-guy and MK… it's not a big deal."

Pigsy sighed, "You and the kid, I swear." He grumbled.

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Macaque didn't know what he expected when he walked into Pigsy’s apartment, but he was honestly surprised by what he found. Which was Tang doing the dishes while wearing pajamas.

"M-Macaque?" Tang half-questioned, half-greeted. "How… are you?"

"Fine." Macaque said, as Pigsy looked at Macaque.

"Bathroom is the second door to the right. Go in there and get cleaned up, I'll find you some clothes." He said, his eyes slightly narrow.

"Fine." Macaque grumbled, walking down the hall as he heard Tang whisper.

" What the hell is he doing here? "

Macaque opened the door to the bathroom, stepping inside as he let out a sigh and dragged his hands down his face.

'The monk and the pig? Seriously? … Cute. But not great when I'm trying to keep attention off of me. ' He thought, looking in the mirror.

His clothing was filthy, yet thanks to his glamour his skin looked okay. At least that was the case until he dropped said glamours, showing off the white on the tip of his tail and his hair. It also showed his plethora of scars and healing bruises.

He let out an unsure noise, pulling off his jacket before pulling off his shirt. Bruises covered his chest and stomach, the healing wound on his ribs was looking rough , which wasn't a surprise given how dirty he was.

He shook his head, taking off the rest of his clothes before he turned on the shower and stepped under the water.

The warm water against his bruised skin and dirty fur was like heaven on earth. Tense muscles relaxed and he finally felt like he could take a breath. As he scrubbed the dirt out of his fur he decided to think. Really think. About what he’s going to do with the cards he’s been dealt. First he has Sun Wukong on his ass despite the promise he made to Mk, then he’s been forced out of his home and is left homeless with barely a penny to his name, lastly he’s knee deep in debt to the theatre building to pay for the damages he caused.

He’s in deep shit. The Monkey king, some pathetic demons and the bank are all after his ass and he has no way of getting out of any of this. At least not right now. He’s survived worse, this shouldn't be too much trouble.

Right?

He doesn't have a job, and no way of getting one right now. So with this debt he wont be able to get a place to stay for the winter. He’s gonna be forced to live outside during the winter…that's not gonna be fun. The only upside to all of this is now Wukong wont know where to find him.

A high pitched and scared chirp echoes in his memories. Macaque freezes, letting the water drip freely through his fur as he reminisces that familiar urge in his chest. A warm surge-like electricity coursing through him paired with an urge strong enough to pull him wherever it wishes. Macaque's arms go limp against his sides and his head falls. The showerhead hits directly over him and drowns his fur. He watches the water drip down his head and fur onto the floor. Not a drop of clear water to be found. Every ounce of clean water that touches him ends up filled with a disgusting mix of blood, dirt and sweat.

Maybe he should stay away from Mk.

Maybe Wukong was right, that Macaque would only bring trouble to Mk if he stuck around. He’s been nothing but a thorn in Mk’s side since they met and now he’s trying to stick around like some kind of adopted parent? It's pathetic really, pathetic that he’d try to insert himself into a family that doesn't need him. Attach himself to a kid that would be better off without him.

Pathetic to think that he could ever have someone,a family.

“I’m not sad, bud.”

“You are though. Your eyes are… they’re sad.”

“hmm, thanks…Momma.”

The feeling so warm and foreign in his chest, a light airy feeling that he hadn’t felt since the days of ripe peaches and sunshine. It’s revitalizing and almost addicting, leaving Macaque with a yearning that he hadn’t become aware that he had even lost.

A yearning for life.

Macaque doesn't know when the tears started mixing with the dirtied water, nor does he know when the water started to clear. Not like he cares. The memories of the past few weeks have been haunting him like a ghost, latching on no matter how much he tries to push it down for his own sanity. So now here he stands under the shower hiding his tears with the dripping water.

“But I’ll stay close so you can come see me now and then and I’ll stop hiding from you and your friends when you swing by…”

He made a promise to Mk, and he’s not about to break that promise just because some debt or demons get in the way. He’ll stick around even if it costs him more then he’s bargaining. He’ll stick around because he needs to be here for Mk even if Wukong wants him gone. He wont leave, the mere thought hurting his heart more than the idea of experiencing death all over again. He knows what it's like to be abandoned; he's not about to be the cause of his cub experiencing that same pain.

He’s not leaving Mk.

Only when the water is completely clear of dirt and grime does Macaque stop scrubbing, even then he takes another minute to just stand in the water and soak up its warmth. After he’s had enough he steps out of the shower and grabs the thickest towel from the bathroom closet to dry himself with. On the floor beside the door is some clean and folden clothes. Close enough to the door Macaque suspects Pigsy cracked open the door and stuffed them in without entering the bathroom.

They were nice, a soft grey long sleeve shirt with some old college logo on it and dark red sweatpants. Perfectly warm and soft enough to sleep in. Macaque decided to slowly and carefully leave the bathroom. While he was sure Pigsy was okay enough with Macaque around he knew Tang was still on edge and he didnt wanna push any buttons whatsoever. So best to be careful.

He looked around and saw that Pigsy and Tang were in the kitchen together, Pigsy had an arm around Tang's waist as they faced the oven with their backs to Macaque. Pigsy held Tang close and seemed to be saying something to him while they remained close.

There have been too many unfamiliar feelings stirring within Macaque, things he cannot explain. Yet now he feels something he knows and has been far too familiar with for years. Especially when he sees Pigs holding Tang so close and gently against his side. Both comfortable with each other embrace as they speak.

Macaque approaches the kitchen and sits at the island. Acting like he doesn't notice when Tang jumps and whips around to face him while Pigsy turns around casually.

“M-Macaque! hello i-i uhm-hi!” Tang stutters out while Pigsy gets back to his cooking. That pig never stops cooking does he?

“Hi” Macaque greets.

"So… Pigsy says you're staying the night?" Tang asked and Macaque nodded.

"Guess so." He grumbled, putting his head down on the counter with a shaky breath. "Sorry for the intrusion."

"Oh, it's fine." Tang promised, though he still looked nervous. "It's just…"

"Uncomfortable?" Macaque guessed.

Tang shook his head, "Unusual." He smiled, "Normally you're alone or refuse to let people help you. Did… something happen?"

Macaque bit the inside of his cheek for a moment, before letting out a soft sigh. “Infestation. My house isn’t currently… usable.” He said, turning his head away from the scholar.

PIgsy let out a soft noise, that wasn’t any kind of a grumble but definitely let out the same energy as if he had said, ‘ Infestation my ass ’.

“Infestation huh, well that sucks. Well, don’t worry. Our couch is free, you can use it for as long as you need to.” Tang offered.

Macaque wanted to immediately turn down the offer. The last thing he wanted was to bother these two for one night, the idea of bothering them for more than one night? He’d rather cut off his own tail. But… At this point what other option did he have? Try to go fight those demons again while he was still wounded? Keep digging in the trash hoping he didn’t catch some kind of infection or virus? Let them call MK, Sandy, or worse still - Wukong ? No he couldn’t do that either.

For now - as much as it pained him to admit - the safest space for him was right here with these two.

“I’ll think about it.” Grumbled Macaque.

“Alright, soup’s done.” Pigsy said, dishing bowls in front of both of them, surprising Macaque.

“I just ate…” He reminded him.

“Yeah, but if you’re anything like that monkey butt Wukong you’re probably hungry again, right?”

Macaque’s stomach growling quietly proved Pigsy was right as he blushed slightly and looked away. “Alright… thanks.”

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“Infestation, huh?” Tang said as Macaque whimpered from where he was laying on the couch, letting Pigsy clean his wound.

It fuckin’ burned . It was sharp, sudden, and felt like ice. Ice that was on fire. Icy-Fire full of pain, agony, and absolute fuckin’ bullshit! Macaque clawed at the couch, biting the inside of his cheek once again as he tried to remember how to breathe through the pain.

“More like infection. Your little dumpster-diving adventures lead to a pretty nasty wound. We’ll keep an eye on it and check it out tomorrow, but you shouldn’t go climbing in dumpsters any time soon.” Pigsy said as he patted the wound dry then sighed. “Worst part is it’s on your fur, so unless we want to wax you, we can’t bandage it.”

“I’d rather not do that.” Macaque said, trying to ignore the dizziness and nausea that clung to his stomach and throat. He let out a slow breath, pushing those feelings down. “Are we done now?”

“Yeah, we’re done.” Pigsy said, letting Macaque roll back down his shirt before he laid on his uninjured side, curling up into a small ball.

He hated pain. He hated feeling sick. He hated all of this .

Pigsy let out a soft sigh, tossing an orange blanket over Macaque. “Get some rest, monkey. You look exhausted.”

Macaque just grunted letting him know he understood him, but then just curled up tighter under the blankets as he let out a slow and tired sigh.

He would be fine in the morning, a good night's sleep would help.

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It didn’t help.

By five in the morning Macaque felt worse than before. His head hurt, his stomach hurt, he couldn’t stop shivering, and the entire wound site felt warm to the touch. He was too hot and too cold at the same time, he couldn’t get warm enough and he couldn’t cool off. His head felt like it was full of rocks, making it hard to keep it up properly.

His stomach was growling and he could physically feel the blood draining from his face as forewarning about what was going to come. He got up, scrambling towards the bathroom as his vision spun and his legs crumbled under him, causing him to fall and crash into a small table near the hallway. The table slid about a foot before it hit a door jam and stopped suddenly, throwing all of the decorations (which were mostly picture frames and books) to the floor.

Macaque didn’t have time to worry about it though as he clawed at the table, trying to stop himself from collapsing the rest of the way onto the floor. He was so dizzy, so sick, so exhausted. Thankfully, he was granted a small mercy in the fact that there was also a trashcan on the bottom half of the table. He scooped it up, shaking violently as he coughed and gagged, throwing up into the small bin.

Macaque heard a door open to his right but didn’t have time or energy to question it before he threw up again.

A small hand touched his shoulder causing him to jump slightly before easing into the touch of the hand as it rubbed circles on his back. Tears burned at Macaque’s eyes similarly to how the bile burned at his throat. It was all too much, and between how awful he felt and the embarrassment of all of this he was struggling to keep it together.

“What can I do?” Pigsy’s voice sounded a bit distant compared to Tang who responded from right next to Macaque.

“A glass of water? Maybe get a wet cloth and the thermometer? He’s really warm.”

Pigsy grunted, walking away as Tang gently spoke to him.

“Deep breaths, Macaque.” He said, still rubbing those slow circles on his back as the feeling went away and he was able to calm himself down.

“Sorry…” He grumbled, trembling slightly.

“It’s alright.” Tang said.

Pigsy walked over, carrying a glass of water, handing it to Macaque. “Sip on this, I’ll be back.”

Macaque took the glass in a shaky hand, sipping on the water, rinsing out his mouth before he actually drank some.

The water was cool and refreshing against his burning throat. He chugged down every last drop so he turned to where Tang was supposed to be but found he wasn't there…when did he leave?

Macaque looked around the unfamiliar landscape and realised he had no idea where he was. Where’s his bed, where’s his pillows and blankets? He really wants those right now.

Where's his cub?

Macaque let out a chirp, calling for his cub. After a moment of silence-well he heard something but it wasn't his cub so he didnt care– he chirped again but louder.

“Macaque, are you okay?” A blurry figure appeared in front of him, but it wasn't his cub.

“Wh-...where's my cub” Macaque slurred out,setting the glass of water down on the floor as he began to lose focus of the world around him.

“cub?........are you-.......Mk?” The sounds around him were muffled and Macaque could barely make out what was being said to him but as soon as the fuzzy thing in front of him had said Mk Macaque chittered in reply.

“Hmm, i want…my cub” Macaque pouted, his unglamoured ears folding against his head and tail curling up.

“Ta-......Call Mk….” Another deeper voice said as something pulled him up off the floor. Macaque felt himself being set down on something warm and soft. Then something else soft was placed on top of him. Macaque looked around and couldn't find his cub. Where is he? He’s just a baby, he shouldn't be alone. He chirped again but got no reply.

With one final desperate and tired chirp Macaque couldn't keep his eyes open any longer and let himself fall into darkness with a silent sob.

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When Mk got the call he was still in bed, half asleep as his alarm screamed at him to get up. Pigsy never calls his phone this early. He’s usually in the kitchen by now setting up shop. No need to call when Pigsy can just knock on his door if something happened. So when Mk heard the ringtone he had set to Pigys’s number he jumped out of bed and answered the phone.

The last thing he was expecting to hear was that Macaque was staying at Pigsy’s because he had an infected wound and because of the infection he was too sick to function and was crying for his “cub” before promptly passing out.

So now he was running through the city, completely forgetting about the tuk-tuk, Pigsy’s house isn't too far off. So with all his sudden energy and forgetting about breakfast, he rushes through the city and finally makes it to Pigsy and Tangs house where Pigsy is standing outside waiting for him.

“Is he okay?” MK asked quickly, sliding to a stop. “How did he get hurt? What happened?!”

Pigsy put his hands on MK’s shoulder, “Kid, breathe. He’s alright, but we don’t want him pushing himself harder than he is. We want you to go with him while we wait for Sandy to make it back to port so he can come to check on Macaque. Until then though you might be our only hope and to keep him in one spot.”

MK let out a soft sigh, “Okay.” He said, following Pigsy into the apartment and over to the couch.

Macaque was laying on his right side on the couch, curled up under a blanket as he shivered violently. Macaque’s cheeks, nose and ears were slightly red and he looked paler than normal. But what really caught MK’s attention about Macaque at that moment was his appearance. The tip of his tail and the ends of his hair was white, he had streaks of a blue-gray color through parts of his fur, the last and biggest change though was his ears. The name Six-Eared Macaque now made sense. He had three ears on each side with strange colors within the inside of each ear; cyan, blue, and red.

“Macaque?” MK sat on the floor near Macaque, gently putting his hand on Macaque’s forehead.

“His temperature is like… deadly high for a human, but for a demon…” Tang said with a sigh, “We have no idea what we’re looking at.”

“What do you mean? How high is it?”

“106.8”

MK let out a nervous noise, digging out his phone. “Should we call Monkey King? He might be able to tell us what we’re dealing with.”

Tang seemed more onboard with the idea than Pigsy did as the pig let out a soft sigh and rubbed the back of his neck.

“Listen, kid.” Pigsy began, “Wukong and Macaque worked together during the Lady Bone Demon shit, but they’re far from friends. Plus… if Macaque found out we called Wukong he would freak out. We need to think about what Macaque would want for now, if he gets worse or isn’t getting better then we’ll call him, but for now we should keep Wukong as far from this situation as possible.”

Mk’s grip on his phone tightened, for a moment he considered not listening to Pigsy and calling Wukong anyways. The memories of the last time Wukong and Macaque were in the same room together, the fighting, the screaming…the blood. Mk closed the phone app and instead opened google and searched for ‘average demon temperatures’.

“It says…its not healthy but not deadly either” Mk continued reading “demons can withstand more intense fevers than humans so he should be fine as long as he rests” Mk explained before he turned off his phone and put it away

Pigsy sighed, "That's reassuring at least. Now we know he isn't dying, just feels like he is." Pigsy walked over and rolled down the blanket a bit before pulling off gaze from his ribs.

The wound under the gaze wasn't looking good, it was off-color and smelled awful. It was also oozing a bit which was unpleasant to see. Though, it was obvious what kind of wound they were dealing with.

"How did this happen, Macaque…?" MK questioned, running his fingers through Macaque's hair as the older male panted in his sleep. "How did he end up here?"

"I uh… found him in an alley, brought him home, and cleaned him up." Pigsy said, "Poor bastard was gonna try to tough it out but let us take him in for the night. Good thing too, can't imagine where he'd be right now if I didn't find him."

MK frowned, putting his head on Macaque's shoulder. His chest ached at the prospect of Macaque dealing with this kind of stuff alone, but what made it worse was the fact that Macaque was used to doing it alone. He was hurting, sick, and miserable… It was terrible to see. MK just wished that he had been there for Macaque when he needed him rather than off playing at the arcade with Mei.

'I'm sorry, Macaque… ' He thought, ' I promised that I'd protect you… '

Okay, so his promise had been to protect him from Monkey King, but still. MK hadn’t been there when Macaque needed him.

He would be there next time though.

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Sandy arrived a little over an hour later and gave the still-unconscious Macaque an exam. His fever had stayed about the same, but thanks to an IV with fluids and medicine to get the fever down, as well as a freshly cleaned and dressed wound, Sandy was sure he would be fine. Though, Sandy did agree to stick around for a while until Macaque was awake.

Sandy was also the reason that Mei found out, and Mei was how Red found out, and in turn, Princess Iron Fan and Demon Bull King found out.

"Room for two more?" Mei asked from where she was standing at the door with Red Son who was as surprised, as was the basket in his hand.

Pigsy groaned, "Sure, why not. Don't break anything."

The two walked in just as MK was putting the final touches on a nest for when Macaque finally woke up.

"This is for the monkey when he awakes. But this is for you." Red said, handing Pigsy a bottle of wine. "My father says, and I quote; ' Drunk monkeys are a pain, but sick monkeys are a nightmare. But at least you're stuck with the more tolerable of the two '."

Pigsy laughed half-heartedly, "Thanks for the warning."

Red and Mei walked over to the living room and while Mei investigated the nest, Red checked Macaque's temperature.

"What happened?" Red asked.

"Don't know, Pigsy said he was hurt when he found him. His wounds got infected." MK said, "They called me when Macaque passed out while calling for his 'cub'."

"Cub? But monkeys have infants, not cubs." Mei pointed out.

"I know, but it's cute so I don't question it." MK shrugged.

"Animal Demons are often called 'cubs' while more human-ish demons have different terms depending on location." Red explained. "Now, I should go. I delivered the basket and I have a lot of scheming to do."

"No, wait, please stay." MK pleaded. "Sandy knows the medical stuff but… we don't feel safe calling Monkey King… you might be the only option we have…"

Red looked at him for a moment before he sighed and rubbed the back of his neck. " Fine . But if that's the case, Nyoodle Boy, then move over because we're gonna fix this nest of yours."

"Why are you making a nest anyway, MK?" Mei asked.

"Macaque said that nests help with physical health… so I thought I'd give it a try. I'm not very good yet."

Red sighed, "That's fine, you're new to it. Let's get it finished."

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“ And I’m telling you they don’t stack. ” Said the first voice that reached Macaque’s ears, sounding so sudden and loud it nearly made him whimper.

Why was the world so loud? Why did his head hurt? Why was he so uncomfortable and sticky? Why were all these voices so close?

“ And I’m telling you, Red Boy, they totally stack. Which means you have to draw 12 cards. ”

Those voices… the dragon girl and Red Son…? What were they doing so close?

“Macaque?” This next voice was right next to him, as a hand touched his shoulder, causing Macaque to finally open his eyes, glaring against the light. Looming off to his side was… MK? But… what?

Memories of the attack, losing his house, and then being found by Pigsy flashed through his mind followed by bits and pieces of that morning. He let out a soft groan, why had they called the kid? He didn’t want the kid to know what happened but now he was here seeing him in person? What was fair about that? Nothing was fair about any of this.

But since when was anything in Macaque’s life?

“Hey, bud…” He said, blinking sleep out of his eyes, “What are you doing here?”

“Pigsy called me when you started calling for your cub.” MK explained and Macaque felt his cheeks grow even warmer. Macaque ran his hand down his face to try and hide it. “But it’s not just me. Mei and Red are here too because they were worried.”

“I wasn't worried, my mother sent me.” Red said, as though to remind him.

“Alright, Mei was worried and Princess Iron Fan was worried so she sent Red.” MK corrected himself, “Sandy and Tang are in the dining room, and Pigsy is making lunch.”

‘Lunch?’ Macaque thought, it hadn’t even been sunrise when he first woke up, how long had he been sleeping?

Macaque looked down at his right arm, which had an IV in it, attached to a pole against the couch above his head. Between that and the new bandages around his wound, it was clear that Sandy had been there tending to his injuries which he was equally thankful and embarrassed about.

What kind of warrior couldn’t treat his own wounds or protect his own house?

He was the worst .

Maybe that’s why Wukong abandoned and killed him. Because he knew he was useless. Because he was broken. Because when Pengu created him they made him with whatever was left over from creating all the other Celestial Primates. He was a mistake and a failure.

Macaque let out a shuddering breath, draping his left arm over his eyes to try and hide the left eye as it began to burn with tears.

“Are you okay… does it hurt?” MK asked.

He wanted to tell the kid what a loaded question that was but instead just replied with; “Nah… just tired, bud. I’m alright…”

Mk squinted his eyes, he opened his mouth to say something but Redson quickly interrupted him with a slight push “you look like your in pain” he stated plainly.

“Red!” Mk scolded

“What?” Red gasped offended

“You don't just-”

“He does, I thought we were supposed to be taking care of him!”

“Well you could be a little nicer then ‘you look like you’re in pain’”

“I'm just stating facts, he's injured and you wanna sugarcoat things?”

“Well no but-”

“Exactly my point now” Redson turned to Macaque and Mk followed suit “Macaque why are you crying?”

“REDSON!”

“WHAT?!”

Oh, was he still-...Macaque had been so focused on the two boy’s bickering he completely forgot he was upset for a moment. It was kinda funny so he admits he got distracted watching them and that he forgot his cheeks were still wet with tears.

“I’m okay…” Macaque quietly told them, “Or… I will be.Just don’t handle being sick very well.” He said, rubbing the tears off of his face as he let out a shaky breath. “Can you guys help me sit up? I feel like my tail is going to fall off.”

“Sure.” MK gently took Macaque’s arm that was free of any IV’s while Red went behind the arm of the couch, grabbing Macaque under the arms as the two worked together to move him into a sitting position.

It was dizzying and a bit uncomfortable sitting up again, especially when the pain in his ribs continued to radiate and feel unnaturally warm, but it wasn’t at a point where he felt like throwing up again. Once Macaque was sitting up he was able to look around the apartment, namely towards the dining room where Sandy and Tang were in the dining room, playing a board game quietly while glancing over at him occasionally. On the other side of the dining room in the kitchen was Pigsy who was cooking something that honestly smelt really good.

“Sandy!” Mei called, causing Macaque to flinch slightly at the volume. “Macaque is awake!”

“Mei, inside voice.” Pigsy reminded her as the teen stuck her tongue out at Pigsy.

Sandy chuckled, getting up off his seat as he walked over to Macaque. “How are you feeling, Mr. MaQuack?”

“Fine. Little confused why everybody is here though.” He admitted.

“Pigsy called me and MK after you fainted. I mentioned the situation to Mei because I needed help getting some things, and then she told Red who was sent by his parents with some items from the Demon Bull King and Princess Iron Fan.” Sandy explained, taking a forehead scanning thermometer and gently placing it against Macaque’s forehead. He then smiled, “Your temperature is back to a normal range, which is good. Can I look at your wound?”

Macaque lifted his arm, letting the blue skinned man remove a gauze bandage and examine it.

“The infection looks like it’s clearing up finally too and your healing is starting to kick in. You should be mostly healed - if not fully healed - by tomorrow.” Sandy said proudly.

“Great, thanks.” Macaque said, keeping his arm up as Sandy taped a new bandage over the wound. “Can I get this IV out? My arm is cramping.”

“Sure.” Sandy said with a smile.

Macaque looked away as Sandy got to work, not because he was squeamish or anything but because he just didn’t want to look. After it was removed Sandy gently patted Macaque on the head then walked back to the table.

“So what happened, Macaque?” MK asked anxiously. “All Pigsy said was that he found you wounded in an alleyway and that he brought you here to help you take care of your wounds.”

Macaque was thankful for that at least, he didn’t want the kids knowing the whole story, especially when he knew that if the kids did know Wukong, Princess Iron Fan, and Demon Bull King would all find out and have different reactions. Wukong might think that Macaque deserved it, Demon Bull King would probably laugh at Macaque, and Princess Iron Fan would likely end up destroying his house while trying to help Macaque get it back. The kids would have their own reactions too, but he didn’t want any of them getting involved in this.

“I’ve… I got a bill for the theater I destroyed, they threatened to take me to court if I didn’t pay for repairs and so I’ve been doing odd jobs around the city to try and earn the money I need to pay them back.” He said, which was only a half-lie. “After one of my jobs I was jumped by a group of demons. I was tired from working all day and couldn’t properly protect myself from them. But I’m feeling better now, really. I’m okay.”

“Right…” MK said anxiously, “Is there anything we can do to help you earn money? Like… d-do you need help?”

“Nah, kid. Once I find a steady job I’ll be fine.” Macaque promised, reaching over and putting his hand on MK’s shoulder. “You’ve got enough on your plate, cub. You don’t have to worry about my shit too. I’m fine.” Macaque noticed the glance that Pigsy and Sandy shared but decided not to worry too much about it as he tried to distract MK and the other kids from the situation. “So what’s the nest for?”

“ Nyoodle Boy here thought you needed one after all you went through. So he made it for you when you woke up.” Red explained.

Macaque’s eyes went wide as he looked at MK. “You did that… for me?”

MK’s cheeks were slightly red as he played with his hands. “Of course I did.” He said quietly. “You would do the same for me - you have done the same for me. S-so I figured… why not.”

Macaque smiled, letting out a happy chatter as his tail swished slightly and he pulled MK into a half-hug. “Thanks, Bud… it means a lot. I feel better already.”

Now it was MK’s turn to perk up, a big smile forming. “Really?”

“Yeah. Can you help me over there?” He asked.

MK was happy to help, as he helped Macaque to his feet, the two going to the nest and getting settled in before Red hesitantly joined them as well, sitting a short distance away from Macaque. He looked weirdly content in this situation, which was almost funny given how often he tried to convince people that he couldn’t stand MK and Mei. Though, Macaque hardly had room to talk on that front.

“We were playing Uno, do you want to join?” Mei asked.

“Uno… that’s that card game with the four colors, right?”

MK nodded, “That’s the one.”

“Alright, then sure.” Macaque shrugged, “Warning, I’m terrible at card games.”

While the kids started the game with Macaque beside them now Sandy and Pigsy stood in a far corner of the room, whispering among themselves. Macaque’s ear’s twitched.He might be injured and a bit out of it but he’s not deaf. I mean, six ears. Don't they know whispers do nothing to hide their secrets from the Six eared Macaque? So while the little card game continued Macaque tuned his hearing into the two demons attempting to hide in the corner of the room.

“I think we should let him choose” Sandy whispered.

“Hm, I wanna keep a close eye on him tho’” Pigsy grumbled.

“And i can do that on the ship, i can take care of his injur-”

“I don't mean his injuries” Pigsy interrupted “i mean…him. I can handle his injuries as well as you can Sandy, we both underwent the same training back in the day. I just want to watch him, i want to see what he does. If he’s really serious about being better and being there for Mk”

“I understand friend, but still…i can do that as well and i think we should let Mr. Macquack decide whether he wants to work on the docks or in your shop”

Macaque dropped his cards and quickly turned to face Pigsy and Sandy.

“What?”

The two on the other side of the room jumped slightly, then turned to face Macaque as Tang coughed and mumbled under his breath.

“ He’s the Six-Eared Macaque guys, of course he could hear you. ”

Pigsy sighed, dishing up lunch and laying the bowls of soup onto the table before walking over with a bowl for Macaque. “Sandy and I were just talkin’. You need the money and we could both use the help around the ship and the shop, so how about you come work for one of us?” He suggested, making Macaque raise a brow. “You’d help me clean around the shop and help MK with deliveries on the days it’s particularly busy, or you’d help Sandy move around things on the ship and prepare for his deliveries whenever he hits port. Workin’ with me runs the risk of bumpin’ into Wukong now and then but you’ll be closer to MK. Working with Sandy would keep you away from Wukong but also would keep you away from the kid for extended periods of time.”

Macaque frowned, the idea of leaving his cub for any amount of time hurt more than he expected or wanted it to. It hurt more than running into Wukong scared him. “If… you’re fine having me, Pigsy, then I think I could chance working at the Restaurant for a while. Or at least give it a try.”

Macaque could see the way that MK lit up at the idea as he looked at Pigsy who handed the bowl over to Macaque.

“I’d be happy to have you. That being said, you and I will figure out the other thing later. For now, just focus on getting better, you’re safe here in the meantime.”

Macaque gave Pigsy a sad smile before he looked at the soup.

Safe…

He liked the idea of being safe.

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