reward | When Zhao Yunlan is a good listener he gets to play with Shen Wei’s long pretty hair. | Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot Long Hair Frottage Hand Jobs | wc: 1700 | https://archiveofourown.org/works/18541528
in your arms | “I want you to. Come on, fuck me right now, I’ll sleep through it all,” Zhao Yunlan says and it’s utter nonsense. But as he speaks he grinds his leg against Shen Wei’s cock and it hurts with how quickly he swells and responds. The way Zhao Yunlan speaks makes it sound so possible, like of course Shen Wei can fuck his sleeping lover. | Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot Somnophilia Consensual Somnophilia Marking Biting Rimming Sleep Sex Morning Sex Undressing Anal Fingering Top Shen Wei Bottom Zhao Yunlan Anal Sex | wc: 4600 | https://archiveofourown.org/works/18380330
bound up in you | “Help me pick out a good rope for you,” Zhao Yunlan demands. Shen Wei stops folding their laundry and gives him a slightly incredulous look. “Is that what you’ve been doing on there?” Shen Wei asks. “I’m also watching a video on how to tie someone up,” Zhao Yunlan says happily, without an ounce of shame. | Rope Bondage Light Bondage Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot Riding Aftercare Anal Sex | wc: 3,100 | https://archiveofourown.org/works/18217946
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Tokyo Ghoul
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Nagachika Hideyoshi & Kaneki Ken
Characters: Nagachika Hideyoshi, Kaneki Ken, Kirishima Touka
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, night and day au
Summary:
Before Hide had a name, before Kaneki had a kingdom, before they were sun and moon, light and dark, night and day, it had been just the two of them.
With fics by Orro and Lys and beta’d by @skiewrites !!! Thank you guys so much for working with me it was so much fun and you’re all so talented ♡ o(╥﹏╥)o ♡
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Tokyo Ghoul
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Kaneki Ken | Sasaki Haise & Nagachika Hideyoshi
Characters: Kaneki Ken | Sasaki Haise, Nagachika Hideyoshi, Nagachika Hideyoshi's Parents
Additional Tags: No Spoilers
Summary:
“Present time, here!” Hide says the moment Kaneki steps into the classroom. He leaps up, takes Kaneki’s hand, and sets a paper crane in his open palm.
i’m slooowly clearing out my tumblrs since i don’t like the crackdown on nsfw stuff. i can’t promise i’ll be more active on twitter but i’m going to attempt it. really, the best place i’ll be is ao3.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: 镇魂 | Guardian (TV), 镇魂 | Guardian - priest
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Shěn Wēi/Zhào Yúnlán
Characters: Shěn Wēi, Zhào Yúnlán
Additional Tags: Hair Brushing, Fluff, Pre-Canon, Short & Sweet
Summary:
Kunlun makes a noise again, disapproving of the mats and tangles he can see in Wei’s hair this close up. He sets the comb down and picks up a strand.
“How do you let it get this bad?” he admonishes.
“What is bad about it?” Wei asks, tilting his head back a little. He’s confused, innocently and adorably so, and Kunlun can’t help but dismay at him even as he smiles.
This is an original piece I’ve been working on. I really want it to come to completion so I’m posting this little character interaction piece as a way to kind of encourage myself to keep going. It was an exercise in getting to know the characters for myself.
It’s early in the afternoon, after lunch and hot, which means most of the palace is in that state of sleepy calm. Hayani is still energetic, bouncing and looking for something to do when most people are off napping or taking tea, not wanting to be bothered with work or responsibilities.
Mala will indulge him, if he isn’t asleep, which he very well might be. Hayani peeks into his room first but there’s no one there, nor any sign that he’s been there recently, which is good news. If Mala were asleep, Hayani would curl up with him of course, but as tempting as that always is he’s not in the mood to relax right now.
He searches a few more places, unable to find him in the library or his sister’s sitting room where he’s been doing a majority of her work projects, and he’s wondering where on earth that man has gone when he finally catches sight of him as he’s passing by one of the balconies.
“What are you doing here?” Hayani asks as he steps out beside him, sitting on the edge since there’s only room for one chair and Mala has taken possession of it.
“What does it look like I’m doing?” Mala asks without malice. He’s focused on his painting, eyes darting between his canvas and the scenery he’s painting. It’s the image directly before them, and Hayani takes great delight in looking between the two; this is clearly something Mala has been working on a for a while since it’s midday but the image looks like sunset.
“You don’t paint that often. Not like this,” Hayani says. He likes how Mala looks, his fingers flecked with colored ink, a splash of it on his cheek where he must have held a brush with his teeth at once point.
“Mm,” Mala says and Hayani quiets down, knowing that tone. Mala is concentrating and Hayani is distracting him.
Hayani always likes to watch Mala work, seeing his brushstrokes bring meaning to a formerly blank canvas. He’s only seen him write words and numbers not draw. The look on Mala’s face is still focused, but it’s more open too.
He finds that he likes this too but that’s not a surprise when he likes most everything that Mala does.
Mala straightens up and dips his brush in the cup of water, snapping it side to side.
“I miss your long hair,” Hayani says, trying and failing to run his fingers through Mala’s hair. It’s soft, like it used to be, thanks to the oils Mala has access to again and Hayani barely refrains from sticking his face in it to smell it. “My hair is longer right now!”
“They cut it as part of the baptism for the church,” Mala says absently, shaking out his paintbrush. He inspects the ends, plucking out a few loose strands. “I wasn’t thrilled with it either. But it’ll grow back soon enough.”
“I should grow my hair out in the meantime,” Hayani suggests.
“I can’t imagine you with long hair,” Mala says, blinking as he cleary fails to think of it. Hayani has always had a crop of messy, golden hair that he never lets grow past his eyes; he can’t stand brushing his bangs out of his face and that’s as long as it gets. Mala brushes at Hayani’s nose, making him laugh at the sensation and move back. “Let me work.”
“I do so love watching you at work,” Hayani breathes.
“Ah, I guess this isn’t work,” Mala says, eyes far away as he’s still as he inspects his painting. He puts his brush again to the horizon. “It’s simply practice.”
“Practice? This is what you call practice?” Hayani stares at him in bafflement. Mala has created a beautiful work of art, a stunning interpretation of the desert sunset before him and he calls it nothing.
“I didn’t say it was worthless,” Mala says, his chuckle nothing more than a slight shake of his shoulders. “But the work I normally do is rigid; the words have to be a certain way to fit on the page, people choose what I write, and they want a specific style.
Hayani takes his hand and presses a kiss to the back of it, and Mala smiles at it, bringing it to his lips to kiss the same spot.
“Maybe we should find more people who prefer this then?” Hayani suggests and Mala scoffs a little at him, but it’s lovingly.
“This is for me,” Mala says. “I like the words I create. Don’t try to make me into an artist, Hayani, it won’t end well for anyone.”
“That’s right, you’d have to travel more, wouldn’t you? And what if you met a cute artist boy who drew your likeness and captured you? I couldn’t bear that,” Hayani says.
Mala stares at him for a moment before breaking into laughter.
“Where do you get these ideas?” he says, choking a little on his words, having spoken too soon.
“The possible future?” Hanayi suggests. “But no, no, I can’t let that happen. Sorry, Mala, but you cannot become an artist. I would die.”
Mala sets his brush down and turns around to face him properly.
“Stop,” he says. “You know I wouldn’t leave you. Why would I want to? I’m content, deliriously so, and I have no intention.”
“Good,” Hayani says.
“But if you don’t let me draw in peace I will push you off this balcony,” Mala says with a kiss to his cheek, holding his hips steady but making Hayani realize how precarious his position is. “Now shush and let me finish this piece.”
“Can I have it when you’re done?” Hayani asks and Mala pauses for a moment, giving him a questioning look. “Let me hang it in our room. You can decorate it all with your art.”
“I manage one of these in the course of months,” Mala says. “It would take me years to fill up a room.”
“I’ll wait for that,” Hayani says and Mala gives him a fond sigh, eyes alight with the promise of years for them.
“You can have them all,” Mala vows as he returns to painting.
Hayani falls silent as he watches him paint. He can't wait to see their room filled up and yet at the same time he is more than happy to slowly see their room brighten with Mala’s brushstrokes. He wants to spend the rest of his life with Mala, watching him paint and write and live, together.
The rules are to post the last sentence you wrote and then tag as many people as there are words in the sentence.
“He’s not a slave, and he’s definitely not some kind of sex slave, what the hell are you thinking about?!” Hayani said.
Part of an original I’m chipping at and it’s not technically the last sentence but it’s better than the actual one which is like three words of Hayani’s sister suffering.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 5/5
Fandom: Yuri!!! on Ice (Anime)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Phichit Chulanont/Katsuki Yuuri
Characters: Phichit Chulanont, Katsuki Yuuri
Additional Tags: Friends to Lovers, Pre-Canon, Seasonal, Developing Relationship
Summary:
Yuuri and Phichit’s friendship as it develops through the seasons.
This was originally written for a phichuuri zine that never took off. The four of us each wrote a chapter and then collaborated on the last chapter. I’m really proud of what we created and I’m sad it never happened in zine form. But here it is posted so you guys can read and enjoy it! It turned out super cute and it was so great to work with the other writers on this.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 5/5
Fandom: Yuri!!! on Ice (Anime)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Phichit Chulanont/Katsuki Yuuri
Characters: Phichit Chulanont, Katsuki Yuuri
Additional Tags: Friends to Lovers, Pre-Canon, Seasonal, Developing Relationship
Summary:
Yuuri and Phichit's friendship as it develops through the seasons.
This was originally written for a phichuuri zine that never took off. The four of us each wrote a chapter and then collaborated on the last chapter. I’m really proud of what we created and I’m sad it never happened in zine form. But here it is posted so you guys can read and enjoy it! It turned out super cute and it was so great to work with the other writers on this.
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“I want to go to Hasetsu with you,” Phichit says to Yuuri over lunch.
After his failures at the Grand Prix Final and All Japan, Yuuri decides to head home for the summer to figure out what his future in figure skating is. He didn’t plan for Phichit insisting on coming along. But Phichit can see how the two losses weigh on his friend, and he has a feeling that if he doesn’t go with him, he’ll lose Yuuri.
“I want to go to Hasetsu with you,” Phichit says to Yuuri over lunch.
After his failures at the Grand Prix Final and All Japan, Yuuri decides to head home for the summer to figure out what his future in figure skating is. He didn’t plan for Phichit insisting on coming along. But Phichit can see how the two losses weigh on his friend, and he has a feeling that if he doesn’t go with him, he’ll lose Yuuri.
