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“Is it going to h-hurt?” Jimin asks, voice breaking when he verbalizes his greatest worry. A shaky breath pulls from his lungs, impossibly loud in the quiet of night.
“M… M-M… Mating.” Jungkook grunts, common tongue clumsy and awkward coming from his mouth. It sounds unpracticed, discordant. He motions to the mat and blankets on the ground, striated muscles flexing with every move his capable body produces. Another step closer. “Mating. O-Okay?”
Permission, Jimin realizes. The Head Alpha of the Jeon Pack, formidable and revered leader known for his brute strength and staunch ruling, stands here asking for permission before he takes the omega promised to him. He sounds almost nervous, shy and boyish in a way that Jimin never expected.
“O-Okay.” Jimin nods, still debilitatingly nervous but also aware of his duty.
Abruptly forced into an arranged marriage with the savage leader of the illustrious Jeon Pack, stripped from his meager home with only the clothes on his back, and thrusted onto a foreign island where not even his mate understands him, Jimin finds himself swept away in a whirlwind of life-changing experiences as he learns how to speak—and teach—the language of love.
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I See Summer in Your Smile by frenchfries4life for pomkitty
Fandoms: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS
25 Mar 2021
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“Don’t you have cooler people to hang out with?” Jimin snorts one day as they eat lunch, taking a fresh bite of his food. Jungkook’s feline eyes glint.
“Maybe.” He drawls out, calling for the check. Even that simple action is effortless, adds another layer of shameful attraction for Jimin. “But they’re not as cute as you are.”
Years later, Jimin will still be able to tell you about the way his heart bloomed into something warm and golden at his words, in a way he’s never felt before.
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If you ever asked Jimin about when his big, fat crush on Jeon Jungkook began, he wouldn't be able to give you a straight answer. Just that somewhere along the line, or perhaps right at the start, he fell flat on his face in love and never recovered. It doesn't help that the jaguar hybrid has eyes only for him.
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at the center by therentyoupay for roarlikethunder
Fandoms: Rise of the Guardians (2012), Frozen (2013)
02 Jan 2024
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Legends and fairy tales, magic and myths, and—at the center of it all—a story of a young, future-Queen and her young, ageless-Guardian; a girl cursed with fear and a god frozen in time, and all of the reasons why seeing isn't always at the heart of believing.
{ A dash of angst, a touch of fluff, and a whole lifetime of pain and love and hope, all spiraled into a series of drabbles, ficlets, and one-shots; an on-going Jelsa fanfiction of—literally—epic proportions. }
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She lets out a nervous little laugh and backs away. 'I am delusional. You are obviously a figment of my imagination. Anna's ridiculous engagement has gotten to me. Now I'm creating men.' She gives him an appraising sort of look. 'I could have done worse, I suppose.'
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not in so many words ; by therentyoupay for Thalassas
Fandoms: Rise of the Guardians (2012), Frozen (2013)
25 Apr 2016
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For Elsa—lessons contain phrases like arranged marriages, contain discussions of the complexities of navigating a political world where alliances are built first and foremost on the precious ink that no one is ever willing to share; where the marks on one’s body can sing and screech like a weapon in the wrong hands, wrong minds, wrong kingdom, wrong bargainer; where destiny can be altered as leverage, can be made into sacrifices in the shape of cunning betrothal. A world, where, somehow, there are some words that were never intended to lie, and still the ravenous twist them, taint them, curl them for their own.
The lessons on arranged marriages are perfectly perfunctory, of course. With things as they are now, her parents would never agree to such a thing. It’s for the best, that her words have not yet appeared; for the better, perhaps, that she should never receive them at all.
Meanwhile, Jack's words hint that he may or may not possibly be under the divinely destined threat of future jail time.
— In which Jack and Elsa are soulmates, but it might take a few centuries for them to get there. { Jack/Elsa ; Soulmate AU }
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everything you do (i want to do it with you) by serendiplini for mightyjeons
Fandoms: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS
08 Oct 2020
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Jimin isn’t stupid; he’s all too aware that their friendship might cross a few platonic boundaries. Like, maybe it’s not normal for best friends to sleep in the same bed every night. Or feed each other at dinner. Or share a toothbrush. He didn’t think that one was too bad until Taehyung found out and dry heaved for, like, forty five minutes, which was kinda dramatic in his opinion but whatever.
There is, however, one boundary they have never crossed:
they do not, under any circumstances, ever scent each other.
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What happens after the wedding fails? Akane decides she may need to make some changes and Ranma finally starts to take a stand.
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Living In The Future by Closer
Fandoms: Iron Man: Armored Adventures, Ultimate Spider-Man (Cartoon), Avengers (Comic), Marvel
16 May 2012
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Eighteen-year-old Tony Stark is the boy genius who woke Captain America, and now he's stuck with him. That's not a bad thing, but between Steve's wide-eyed wonder at the new world and Tony's little fanboy crush, the awkwardness just keeps happening.
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There were many things that weighed heavy on a god’s shoulders. For Morax, one of those was the bloodshed and nightmares that plagued Xiao. Another was the mistake of formally introducing the free spirited God of Song to the suffering yaksha that so valiantly protected his land.
It had been out of benevolence, really. An effort to bring a shimmer of joy to Xiao’s otherwise grim existence. Xiao had mentioned, once, that music brought him an incomparable calmness. The details were fuzzy, at least to Morax, of how Xiao came to know of Barbatos. But Morax knows one irrefutable truth: any melody from Barbatos, whether by flute or otherwise, was heavenly, perfect.
So it made sense. Barbatos’ sweet song could be a balm to the ache that would never truly be erased. So, Morax made the arrangements, because while he was the God of Contracts, he also appreciated the beauty of song.
Zhongli regretted it immediately.
in which zhongli thinks it's time for xiao and venti to formally meet. xiao is then an unwilling participant in what zhongli perceives is a love triangle. zhongli gets jealous and realizes he may be too late to finally be with venti.
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Mondstadt was barren once, they say. It was the Ameno Archon who breathed life into these lands, they say, his windborne wishes scattering the hopes of tomorrow into the very soil, every breath leaving behind a blooming meadow.
Which is definitely better than the actual truth: of Venti’s slow thousands of years long episode of hanahaki, of how the cecilias of Mondstadt were ripped out root by root from the depths of his stupid bleeding heart itself.
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Sometimes Morax wonders if he and Barbatos should have switched their domains.
Here is the thing. Morax has written and rewritten and broken thousands and thousands of contracts in his life.
Barbatos has forged only three, and broken none.Morax has searched for freedom for six thousand years.
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liyue watching zhongven pine.
or : zhongven are the liyue citizens' otp
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“Barbatos, I… need a favor.”
Venti contemplates the merits of making the colorful collection of fine china float in the air. Sure, it’d cause a disruption in the restaurant, but wouldn’t it be fun to see the cups spin around and around and the intricate brushstrokes come to life? Fish swimming, the sun rising, the people beginning their days.
When his eyes rove back to the man across from him, Venti drops a fingertip down to the edge of his teacup. Perhaps later he will make a spectacle and fool of himself. Right now, he’s too sober.
“A favor?” Venti repeats, brows lifting, finger pressing down harder to the edge, “From me?”
in which zhongli asks venti to accompany him to a fundraising event, venti finds it too comical not to agree, and then things fall apart (and rebuild) from there. or, in other words, your typical fake-dating fic.
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On one hand, Venti never wants to face Morax again and honestly hopes that he gets crushed by a rock. It would be a hilariously ironic death. Venti already has half of his eulogy drafted and written in his head—at the moment, it’s on the brink of being seven pages long, and that’s just the introduction.
On the other hand, Venti can feel his armpits sweat in preparation for the sweltering warmth that’s going to come, can feel the ache of emptiness in places that he would rather not name. He wants to get fucked and he wants to get bitten. There’s only one person who could do both.
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“Venti,” Aether tries again, wetting his lips. “When Zhongli lost his Gnosis,” he says and the words are so carefully chosen that it arouses suspicion in the former Anemo Archon, “he seems to have lost something else.”
“His dignity and self-respect?” grumbles Venti, unhelpfully.
“Is he always like this?” asks Zhongli, plainly.
“Oh, you trunkless legs of stone, did I strike a nerve, did I —” starts Venti but then pointedly clamps his mouth shut. A cold chill races down his spine. “What did you mean?” he asks instead. Swallowing down a lump of nerves, Venti continues, “You know I’m always like this, blockhead.”
or, zhongli loses his memories temporarily after giving up his gnosis and the traveler brings him to mondstadt so venti can pick up the pieces. era-long misunderstandings come to the surface and venti learns the meaning of 'always'.
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“Okay, you’re going to have to take a few steps back,” Venti says and immediately, the woman shifts her right leg backwards, foot in the air, and the bard quickly amends, “Oh! Not literally, haha. I just meant—” He pauses. What did he mean? “Dumb question, but who is Venti?”
The look that is exchanged between the two strangers says more than words could. Venti’s gut drops, his stomach twisting. A cold sweat forms on the back of his neck.
“Lord Barbatos,” the woman begins again, more hesitantly, “You showed up here late last night. You were speaking nonsense and had a terrible wound on your head. It has since healed. However…” She trails off.
The man is the one to continue on her behalf, “Where did you go after menacing my tavern?”
in which venti suffers from a temporary bout of amnesia, stays with diluc, and is confronted with the one thing he's avoided for centuries. or, in other words, zhongli and venti have a misunderstanding and finally talk about it. all of it.
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“The Anemo Archon is in danger. He collapsed and has not woken for days. We have reason to suspect an elemental affliction, but we—”
“What?” Zhongli does not raise his voice. But it feels as though the rest of the world goes silent instead, as though the earth itself shudders and echoes in his wake.
“Is he hurting?” he asks, voice dipping sharply on the last syllable.
Amber tries to read his expression: that stony, unshakeable surface, and the tremors that lurk underneath. “No,” she responds, as gently as possible.
There’s a taut silence. Zhongli looks back at her, and as she meets that gaze, she thinks of her yeye’s stories, stories of his homeland and its god-protector: that exalted figure who stood like a pillar through the storm, who conquered fear at every battle, who time and time again stared down death unflinching. And as Amber remembers these stories, it terrifies her to think: what could make someone like that afraid?
“Take me to him,” Morax says finally. “I must see him.”
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Barbatos may be the youngest, the weakest, the most carefree, but he knows most things on this green earth like only the wind can know.
This is why he knows the exact right pitch of insult to sing, the exact degree of crudeness needed to rile up the geo archon.
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Venti’s Guide to Appreciating Art and Getting Over a 3000-Year Crush: For Dummies by aunxiliary (tangerinechar)
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
17 Aug 2021
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Venti only looks up when Hu Tao grasps at his arm hard enough to leave bruises and says, in what might be her first serious sentence of the day, “That’s you, Venti.”
Once again, she’s unfortunately right. Because the painting that he’s standing in front of right now has Venti as the main subject, spotlights shining onto the scroll, making every brushstroke glisten.
Oh, archons.
So it turns out Zhongli may have made more than a few yearning-induced paintings of Venti during his three thousand years or so of being in love. Good thing Venti will never find out… right?
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“Usually, usually when I’m like this,” Venti starts and then restarts, rising to his feet, still a tad wobbly, “I need a distraction so I don’t just,” and a pause for another sneeze and unsightly sniffle, “focus on it. I think a lot of the sneezing is just because you’re thinking of it.”
“A distraction,” Zhongli repeats, the words syrupy like honey on his lips.
Venti glances back at him, catches the way the embers this time illuminate something different in the inlaid amber. “Yeah. Have any ideas?”
or, in other words, after thousands of years, venti and zhongli try being friends with benefits. it blows up in venti's face, as things usually do. but not after many, many nights spent together and causing mild distress to everyone that knows them.