it was an accident

“What’s the point of me ever taking a break from karuta, if Meijins past and present line up to bang on my door demanding to play?”

What a pitiful man must he have become, if the only thing he could provoke in bed was a monologue on his character flaws.

Shou shook his head as he watched Rin’s newly anointed disciple disappear behind the trees. “I don’t like that.”

“You say that about everything I do, though,” Rin said. “Up to and including the choice of rooms in guest houses. A more fragile soul would have broken under the stream of such harsh criticisms, you know.”

While in Arles on a diplomatic mission, Damen is approached with a very Veretian proposition.

Laurent/Damen, where Auguste lives and there is totally politically justified fakedating

“Have you seen this,” Yuri gloats one evening, “you are apparently in a committed relationship. Congratulations!”

Otabek/Yuri, 6k of mutual pining and a game of spin the bottle

A dragon appears in the Borderlands, and Elliot Schafer makes it his first order of business to get kidnapped by it.

Even a magically induced sex frenzy could not stop the man from lecturing with overwhelming verbosity and insincerity.

or, 6k of a sex pollen comedy i felt this fandom needed

Rin Setsu A | Lǐn Xuě Yā/Sho Fu Kan | Shāng Bù Huàn

Chung Sol may have only been the second fastest among the Nine — best at tanking, though, whatever Five had to say on this — but the signs were pretty fucking hard to miss.

The President's latest idea on how to improve their office life catches on. It also catches people by surprise.

“You suck at this vampire business, bloodsucker.” Trevor pointed a half-finished chicken drumstick at Alucard. “Big fucking time.”

A man, a woman and a vampire walk into a brothel.

a horrible exorcists casefic, now with 110% more murder mystery and gratuitous violence and politicking  (happy yule, @qserasera!)

Matoba Seiji is on the floor of his living room. And he is bleeding.

“If our Santa says she isn’t Nimona, we have to believe her,” Ballister says calmly. “Ginger biscuits, anyone?” 

a christmas special featuring gardening, stolen science, and santa burglary

season three klance dynamics, shiro theories, and cabin conversations - on ao3

sun jing/qiu tong, their story 她们的故事

a school festival at second high! or, sun jing's plans are always that awesome

“Nah. I was thinking I’d give you some see-through excuse, so you could, you know, see through it and realize I was waiting for you just around the corner.” Sun Jing grinned. “It was my plan to impress you! Is it working yet?”

yamada, the yoshiwaras, and an array of questionable methods of crime-solving

or, anri just wanted to help

Shiro’s gone soft in his years on the outside: quickly enough, his features smooth out in what must be the benefit of the doubt. It’s unfitting, it’s beautiful. Anri wants to wreck it.

daiya no ace, furuya/miyuki, 

aka 3.5k worth of miyukisms on the subject of pitcher problems, shitty friendship, and the consequences of eavesdropping a game of truth or dare

The most amazing thing - and by that, he means the most annoying, of course - is that Kuramochi continues to keep mum. It’s not like they had witnessed something momentous, something that justifies a respectful distance; no, Kazuya is pretty sure Kuramochi does it specifically because he knows it will get under Kazuya’s skin.

God, Kazuya really hopes they hadn’t witnessed anything momentous.