#sks writes

[spookykingdomstarlight]

Spent the afternoon filling a prompt for wwxfans prompt fest from @/dragongirlg-fics asking for young wwx being obsessed with the texture of the clothes he gets to wear now that he's a part of the Jiang Sect.

If you'd like to leave a prompt or fill a prompt, please visit the prompt fest over on dreamwidth. You don't have to join dreamwidth or the comm for this event.

This got a little away from me, but I really enjoyed the prompt and got in my feels about wwx and clothes and also wwx sharing clothes. This is mostly wwx with jc & jyl, but with a bit of post-canon wangxian at the end.

T+ for a bit of suggestiveness

cw: references to wwx's upbringing prior to coming to Lotus Pier

"What are you doing?" Jiang Cheng asks, brows furrowed while shijie frowns at him. She admonishes him with a quiet, "A-Cheng, shush," and smiles at Wei Ying, brighter than the sunshine sparkling off the water. She asks, gesturing at his wrists, "Do you like them?"

"What do I like?"

Her eyes twinkle. "Your robes."

Before Wei Ying can answer, Jiang Cheng says, "They're my old robes."

"Just until Wei Ying's are finished," shijie says, like this is such an awkward thing, but Wei Ying truly doesn't mind. Even if they were not his first, it's been made clear they are his now and they're nice, so much nicer than what he wore before. Besides, he kind of likes that they were Jiang Cheng's first. It just means they've been well-cared for and can maybe care for Wei Ying in return.

Wei Ying, caught, tucks his hands behind his back and grins back. Here, the boldness of such an expression doesn't find him getting chased off the street and into a stinking, dirty alley, shadowed even at midday. He is still getting used to it, the way he need only fear the near impotent shouts of one person, so much less stressful than anything he experienced before. If he's punished here, at least he won't be made to leave the shelter of Lotus Pier. He would suffer anything to avoid such a state again. "They're fine," he mumbles.

And truly, he does not suffer here at all. As shijie leads the two of them to the docks, he can't say he remembers ever being happier.

In fact...

"Oh, they're fine. Something's got to be wrong with them. You keep touching them," Jiang Cheng says, accusatory and suspicious as he crosses his arms and blocks Wei Ying's way. "Is there something wrong with them?" Wei Ying can almost see Jiang Cheng's pride ruffling itself at the thought that Wei Ying might think there's anything wrong. "You have something against them?"

Wei Ying's skin flushes. His carefully brushed and tidied hair tickles at his cheeks as he shakes his head, startling him. Always before, it stuck to his skin, lank and heavy. He's not yet used to wearing it in a ponytail. He's not yet used to any of this. "No. Nothing's wrong. They're great."

"Your belt is crooked." The trouble with his belt is it's too big, but nothing can fix that overnight, not with how thin he is.

Drawing in a deep breath, Wei Ying scrambles to fix--

There's nothing wrong with his belt, but it's too late to hide his hands again; Jiang Cheng's already snatching hold of his wrist and dragging him forward.

"A-Cheng!" shijie says again, voice gently exasperated. "Enough. Let A-Ying go."

"Tsch." Jiang Cheng's mouth pinches in a scowl. "They're fine. Why are you being so weird?"

"I'm not," Wei Ying insists. He yanks his hand out of Jiang Cheng's hold and pets the fabric wrapped around his arm. Unlike what he wore before, it's soft and smooth and smells nice. He likes touching it, likes that it shines under the sunlight and that the weave is so tiny that he can't pick and pick at the threads until the fabric frays, likes that it keeps him cool and swishes around his legs and is such deep, rich colors. When winter comes, he's certain he'll like whatever is provided for him then, too. It will protect him from the cold and the sleety rain that sometimes falls or keep him warm and dry or both. "I said they were fine."

Jiang Cheng's clearly not convinced. He plants his hands on his hips and arches one eyebrow. "You're a disciple of Yunmeng Jiang now. You can't walk around acting like a baby who doesn't know how to wear clothes."

"I know that."

"A-Ying, you're not a baby." Shijie's not that much taller than him, but she bends a little to meet him eye-to-eye and tugs on his clothing, settling the seams over his shoulders, smoothing the sleeves, lingering on the hems as Wei Ying's done. "A-Cheng, A-Ying is still adjusting."

Wei Ying bites his lower lip to keep it from wobbling. He's not the type to cry, has never been that way, but his eyes prickle anyway. Jiang Cheng's right. This behavior isn't worthy of the chance he's been given. He owes Uncle Jiang so much and the last thing in the world he wants is to embarrass Madam Yu.

"Tell me," shijie says.

"It feels nice," he admits, running his thumb over the fabric one last time. "I never..."

Her smile gentles, drawing the answer from him like so much poison.

"I've never worn anything this nice before," Wei Ying says. "That's all." Shijie's right. He's not used to any of this. It's almost a compulsion, his need to stroke the fabric. It's so soft and comfortable compared to what he wore before. How could he not want to touch it as often as possible? It's lucky Jiang Cheng hasn't noticed the way he sometimes presses his face to it after he's washed up and changed into his night clothes.

He should... not do that anymore. Jiang Cheng is right. It's unbecoming.

Squaring his shoulders, he looks at Jiang Cheng and then at shijie. He can't find the right words, but he promises that he won't make things difficult. If pretending he doesn't care about what he's wearing is what he needs to do, he will.

For the most part, he succeeds in hiding his preoccupation, though it never fully goes away. Even into adulthood, he rarely pays much attention to the different sensation different sets of robes make him feel.

The second time he's caught, it's because he's slipped into one of his husband's inner robes after, well... after, audaciously nude beneath the silken fabric, not even his trousers separating him from the tender brush of fabric over his heated skin, and Lan Zhan is watching him placidly from the bed as he gasps in quiet, simple pleasure. Though a frisson of shame bubbles up from within him--will he ever fully leave his past behind him and the memory of coarse, itchy rags that barely covered his body appropriately--he shoves it down and tells himself it would be more improper to retrieve a cloth without any clothes on at all.

"Don't look at me, shameless man," Wei Wuxian says as he clutches the robes closed. He is teasing, of course, and he is not. Next time, he'll keep his own close at hand, save himself the trouble.

"Why not?" Lan Zhan asked, teasing him right back.

He doesn't have it in him to explain, but when he can bring himself to meet Lan Zhan's eyes, there is no request for one there, only the same simple joy Wei Wuxian had felt in donning Lan Zhan's clothes to begin with. There is no one in this room he needs to impress, no one who will look down on him for enjoying something that everyone around him can and does take for granted.

"Because," is all he says.

Within a few days, Lan Zhan's ordered sets of robes for him in fabrics that more closely align the ones the Lan Sect sources, all in the shades Wei Wuxian favors, of course, but just as luxurious. All Lan Zhan says on the matter once they're properly put away is, "I should have considered the matter sooner."

On occasion, he still chooses to wear his husband's things.

Ever since he was small, he's always rather liked it, sharing such things with those he cares about.

The original prompt and fill can be found here: https://wwxfans.dreamwidth.org/1897.html?thread=3177#cmt3177

#mdzs #mdzs fic #wangxian #wei wuxian #lan wangji #jiang cheng #jiang yanli #clothes sharing #ficlet #sks writes

[syntheticspades]

bored angst/writing practice

#sks writes #hey look angst

[sk-lumen]

Reminder that you don't need to get people's approval to go for something. All you need is ownership over your choices.

Want to go on a weekend spa solo and you have the finances for it? Go for it, you don't need your friends' approval to validate your decisions. Want to get a dog because you've always wanted one? Just do it, you don't need your family's approval to make a decision as an adult. Want to reconnect with an old friend or travel to another country? Just do it. Always had dreams of becoming an influencer? Just start posting fancy stories on social media.

Understand that this is your life, and you can do as you please without someone confirming you're allowed to do it. The only person who needs to agree is you.

#confidence #self worth #sk lumen #validation #self development #personal growth #writings

[cupid-styles]

hockey player!harry x ballerina!yn masterlist

in which harry's a cocky hockey player and y/n is a dedicated ballerina who has no time for his bullshit, until they accidentally figure out there may be some chemistry between them.

each blurb kind of builds on the last so I would recommend reading in chronological order!! :)

first position (original blurb)

harry's jealous | part two ("so I hear you're into pain" smut prompt)

how they met

the yoga class

drunk conversations

winter request (aka harry drives y/n home in the snow)

y/n gets hurt during practice and harry takes care of her

spit request* | harry gets jealous (sort of part 2) | part 3

main hockey h concepts/writing tag

#writing #just so it's easier for people to find on my masterlist ! #also. I really tried finding a picture of a girl w a more muscular body type #but its rough on pinterest #everything is a sk*nny aesthetic #hockey h

[wosemi-sama]

HEY CHAT. the silly (it was mammon. we all knew it was going to be mammon) won the poll so i am now legally obligated to write smth for our first man. hope u guys like it 🫶 also. i dont. have. yellow on mobile. so we have to. deal with it. and. use orange instead. #sad

mammon relationship hcs

OH THIS FUCKING GUY.

Loser.

Will do stupid shit to impress you.

"Hey, watch me carry this comically large box!"

"Mammon, I don't think that's a good idea."

"Don't be ridiculous! Look!" *dies*

You mention it's kind of cold? He will immediately take off his jacket and have you wear it. His brothers will not hear the end of it.

"Hey, guys! Guess who wore my jacket? That's right, it was-"

"Mammon, nobody cares."

After a lecture from Lucifer, Mammon will look for you in search of comfort (and cuddles)

He'll bury his face in your shoulder and complain while you rub circles on his back

He loves affection, but he gets embarrassed easily

Super clingy once he's comfortable in your relationship, but don't be fooled, he gets flustered all the time.

He's amazing at giving gifts. He knows exactly what you want without fail. Mammon just knows you best.

He's also surprisingly good at knowing where you are??? Like, Lucifer will ask him where you are and he'll respond with "I dunno, try the cat cafè." And you're there??? You didn't even tell him where you were going, he just guessed.

So annoying about you. He won't shut up about you, but he can't help himself!! He just loves you so much and everything about you is so perfect that the list would be over 30 pages long! Don't tell him I said that-

He may not be the Avatar of Envy, but he tends to get jealous easy.

You're hanging out with his brothers a little too much for his liking? That's it, you're legally obligated to spend the day with him now.

Physically cannot be more than 30 feet away from you or else he will implode.

So, so many movie marathons. At least once a week.

He tends to fall asleep easily though, so they usually never get finished.

Wakes you up in the middle of the night for the dumbest reasons and pokes you until he's sure you're awake.

"Hey. Hey hey hey hey hey hey-"

"...What..?"

"Ya hungry?"

He would never admit this, but he likes making you laugh. He just finds the way you scrunch up your face so adorable. And your laugh too. He loves your laugh. He could never get tired of it, even if he wanted to.

It is genuinely so difficult to get this guy to say "I love you" because he recharges his courage to actually say it every 6 weeks because he thinks it's SO embarrassing.

Just because he doesn't say it a lot doesn't mean he doesn't. Mammon just finds it difficult to say. So remember that he loves you, will you?

#ough this is straight ASS why djd i write this. #“bc mammon won the poll” yeah yeah ik.... #im not gonna main tag this. fuck you. /silly #ok time for tags and THEN i add this to my masterlist and THEN i add it to most recently written and THEN i remove it from wip. #i lowkey didnt know how to end this... #minorinrin layout. rosemi url. mammon hcs. im mr worldwide fr. #obey me x reader #obey me mammon #obey me mammon x reader #obey me mammon x you #youve got mail! wanna open it?💌 #obey me x you #why is tjis probably the worst thing ive ever written ITS LITERALLY MY FIRST OBM POST HGELP. #also good lord TJERES SK MANY TAGS??? HELP ME????

[merakiui]

thinking…… sk!azul x idol!darling. azul who targets all of your stalker fans and absolutely brutalizes them because it irritates him that these fools hurt his angelfish. how dare these people try to snuff your brilliant light by being so obsessive and grossly invasive!!!! you can rest easy; he’ll take care of them for you. he’s not like the others. he’s here to keep you safe. to protect your smile and your beautiful voice and your happiness. he would never hurt you.

so why are you running from him? why can’t you love him? why aren’t you grateful for all that he’s done?

even if protecting your smile means he must take you for himself and hide you away from the world, he’ll do it. anything to keep his idol forever untainted. :) you call him a gross, ugly, pathetic stalker, lash out at him when he arrives with your meals and tries to feed you… it hurts, but he knows you don’t really mean that. soon you’ll see that he’s only trying to keep you safe.

#meraki mumbles #wait i want to write something more detailed with this sk azul……. #he’s so yuck >_< #i love him!!!!

[judas-redeemed]

love at the cost of yourself

horoscope for the heartbroken by schuyler peck // i don't smoke by mitski // pinterest, uncredited // wearing flames to the grocery store by jasmine ledesma // pinterest, uncredited // a hunger like no other by sk osborn

#web weaving #web weave #parallels #mine #writing #sk osborn #mitski #i don't smoke by mitski #on self-destruction #devotion as violence #judas talks

[strrwbrrryjam]

"people need to stop comparing it to the original." it's an adaptation. it only exists because of the original. it's going to be compared.

#been a while. havent seen much of natla posts but im getting some in my rec sk im just writing this now. #if you're defence of an adaptation that wouldn't exist bc of the original is to tell people it shouldnt be compared then. #im sorry man. im just not listening to you. #natla #strawberry speaks

[compacflt]

some more attempts at the top gun class of 86

#the common 3/4 angle my true nemesis #multiple mavs off to the side that were untenable #managed to make tc look like el*n m*sk. ugh #i feel like w/ everything i can get 90% of the way there but im missing that last 10% ykwim #not exactly right. drives me up the wall #anyway this is how i procrastinate writing my final paper so this is fine #top gun #tom iceman kazansky #ron slider kerner #top gun fanart #u will have to let me know if im the only one who sees young jon stewart in this ice and gavin newsom in this slider #or am i just braininfested #once i have time this summer ill get back into digital art !!!!!

[lopez-richter-fangirl]

Do you honestly think tcb will reach their goal?

I have to believe that they will but I am fucking stressed and fucking scared

The thing is there’s literally no reason they SHOULDN’T. Yes it’s a bigger goal than they’ve ever had but shipwrecked raised that amount for headless and starkid raised almost double that for returns with a smaller slate of projects. Even in TCB’s own kickstarters they raised 100k for a single staged barebones workshop reading. Yes 200k is a lot of money, but for how much they’re doing with it?? It’s TINY

Two concert screenings, one of them international. A full month international play run. A brand new musical with performances in LA and eventually internationally. A concert performance of a show we’ve never heard live yet. A brand new pilot reading. And multiple performances of a live comedy game show

I do think the niche-ness of the campaign branding means they have to work harder to reach a wider audience, but for people who are already aware of what they’re doing, I don’t understand why it’s not showing in the numbers

Please, if anyone’s on the fence, tell me why and let me convince you why this is worth it

#sorry to turn your simple question into a whole rant but god i am FRUSTRATED #i just don’t fucking get it #at first i thought maybe it was complacency #like people are used to kickstarters getting funded so they skipped right ahead to being excited for the projects #but they CANNOT do this without our help #and i think some people keep writing tcb off as a cute little sk side project #and don’t appreciate how incredible the work they’re doing is #in the writing itself and in making it accessible to as much of their audience as possible and in trying to take things further #and i’m gonna stop there before i go back to sounding like i’m dragging starkid #tin can bros #tin can brothers #tinlightenment #tcb #starkid

[peonycats]

did i just see someone hc South Korea to be the child of North Korea and America post-WWII

#why this fandom has a particular obsession with making alfred the (good) dad of his colonial and imperial possessions (like liberia) #is smth i'll never understand #hws america #hws north korea #// disk horse #hetalia #hws south korea #LIKE THERE'S SO MUCH I COULD WRITE ABOUT THIS HOW IT PLAYS INTO NARRATIVES OF WHITE SAVIORISM AND THE IMAGERY OF AMERICA NEEDING TO “GUIDE” #THE “YOUNGER” “LESSER” NATIONS OF THE WORLD WHO ARE SO OFTEN CONVENIENTLY POC HMMMM AND BASICALLY DOES A MISS SAIGON RETELLING AS WELL #THE BELIEF THAT TODAYS SK HAS NO HISTORY OR CULTURE W/O THAT AMERICAN INTERVENTION AND OTHER COUNTRIES ARE ALLOWED TO MODERNIZE AND REMAIN #LIKE IT'S NOT CUTE?? ITS NOT ADORABLE OR FLUFFY THAT IS LITERALLY PRO-AMERICAN IMPERIALIST PROPGANDA #also nk being a shitty mom who's paranoid of sk replacing her is 1) the demonization of asian moms as irrational and inhumane and in need #of white intervention and 2) justification of the usa's shitty alienation of nk as a pariah state #he's a different oriental but edward said is rolling in his grave rn

[spookykingdomstarlight]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Lán Zhàn | Lán Wàngjī/Wèi Yīng | Wèi Wúxiàn, Wèi Yīng | Wèi Wúxiàn/Other(s) Characters: Wèi Yīng | Wèi Wúxiàn, Lán Zhàn | Lán Wàngjī Additional Tags: Post-Canon, Wei Ying fucks, Bottom Wèi Yīng | Wèi Wúxiàn, Lack of Communication, Mutual Pining, Hand Jobs, Loneliness, Getting Together, Wei Wuxian's Desire for Intimacy Wei Wuxian has had good sex, bad sex, mediocre sex, so much sex he can't count the number of encounters. Men have proclaimed their love for the man they think he is amidst their lust, have called him by past lovers' names or by the names of lovers they've never had. They've made assumptions or pinned their hopes on him or have asked for less from him than he's wanted to take from them.

In all of those experiences, he's never felt this way before. Nobody has touched him like this before.

He cannot imagine he will ever be touched this way again except that he knows Lan Zhan and knows he has not pried open the most secret corners of Wei Wuxian's heart only to discard it tomorrow. This will be his life going forward.

#cql #wangxian #wei wuxian #lan wangji #sks writes

[the-writing-mobster]

| Happy Birthday to me ~ | Mommy Mob is both 21 & the harbinger of a total Eclipse | 🌑 |

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As a gift from me to you... I have spontaneously published the 12th chapter of TMDG. It's waiting and ready for you to pick dry ~ 🌑🖤

#happy birthday mob! #mob is 21 now! #Mob is gonna become an alcoholic /j #the writing mobster #birthday #eclipse #tmdg #the most dangerous game #fanfic #undertale #frisk x sans #my art #sk! sans #final! frisk #chapter update #goth mob

[sk-lumen]

Actually all of life does get better in your 30s contrary to what the media wants you to believe. You gain more experience, you discover what you like and don't like. Your standards raise high and you learn how to actually keep them. Your boundaries become crystal clear and you learn how to assertively uphold them. Your confidence grows as you see that everybody is ultimately completely preoccupied with their own human experience on this floating earth and it really doesn't matter how you dress or what you do in the grand scheme of things. You realize peopleplasing and chasing others is meaningless, miserable and futile and nothing comes of it. That you should just go ahead and wear whatever you want and do whatever you want and let yourself feel that ounce of joy and fulfillment because people are gonna judge anyway no matter what you do or how many hoops you jump over to please them. Literally just. Things get better. Because you finally relax into the space you take up in the world instead of trying to disappear from it.

#high value woman #sk lumen #that girl #confidence #self esteem #personal development #self improvement #glow up tips #writings

[chierafied]

Sweet Success

SessKag Fluff Week, Day 5 Touch

Prompt: "Are you trying to seduce me?" 300 words. AO3.

Sesshoumaru leaned against a pillar on the engawa, holding a sake dish. His dark blue kimono gaped open at his chest; its sleeves left his forearms exposed. His eyes were closed, head tipped up towards the night sky. His silver-white hair gleamed in the moonlight, spilling down his back and across the dark polished wood floor. 

Kagome paused in the open doorway and just drank him in. It still felt so new and precious to see him fully relaxed in unguarded moments. Her heart was full in her chest, and she couldn’t quite believe how lucky she was. As she stared at him, silently absorbing his ethereal beauty, he inhaled deep. A slow smile bloomed on his lips, stopping her breath. 

Cloth whispered as she walked out onto the terrace and over to him. “Are you trying to seduce me?” 

He cracked one eye open, its golden glow pinning her down as his smile widened.  

“Trust me, beloved,” he drawled, “if I was, you would not need to ask.” 

Kagome laughed as he downed his sake and put down the empty dish. Faster than she could blink, Sesshoumaru’s hand shot out, wrapped around her wrist and pulled. 

She tumbled into his lap and was caught, his arms around her waist caging her against his chest. He leaned in, his nose brushing her cheek in passing. One strong, possessive hand slid down to cup her ass and urge her hips flush against his.  

“What about now, my Miko?” he murmured into the corner of her lips, sending her head spinning. “Do you still need to ask your silly question?” 

Kagome shook her head, tangling her fingers into his hair. “You’re already succeeding,” she breathed. 

And tugged his face to hers, crashing her lips against his in a fierce, wild, exuberant kiss. 

#sesskag #sesskag ficlet #sesskag fan fiction #sesskag fanfiction #sesskag fluff week #skfw24d5 #chie writes #fic: sk #skfw24

[classysassy9791]

A little SessKag for the lovely @jane-imes. Hope you had a wonderful birthday, dear! <3 Fandom: Inuyasha Pairing: Sesshomaru/Kagome Genre: Romance, Angst, AU Words: 3700 Summary: When Kagome finds herself nearly alone in a dingy diner, she's given some distressing news by an otherworldly man who may know her better than she thinks.

#inuyasha #sesshomaru #kagome #sesskag #fanfiction #my fanfiction #sassy stays classy #between #i don't ever write SK #so forgive me