Multifandom: Malec, Pynch, Sterek

Chapters: 2/2 Fandom: 永遠的第一名 | We Best Love (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Gao Shide/Zhou Shuyi Characters: Gao Shide, Zhou Shuyi (We Best Love) Additional Tags: Smut, Episode 4, sequel to Blush, PWP, with feelings, realness and sexytimes, the intimacy of it all Summary:

What is a bridge, what is the function of a joke, what does forgiveness mean, and what’s the matter with food and eating for Shu Yi? That scene on the bridge, that packs a punch.

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 永遠的第一名 | We Best Love (TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Gao Shide/Zhou Shuyi Characters: Gao Shide, Zhou Shuyi (We Best Love) Additional Tags: we best love, Future Fic, Kisses, Banter, something lighter, Possessiveness Summary:

I wanted something lighter. So have a future blip of their happiness. With kisses, playful banter, and Gao Shi De with a slightly mean streak possibly.

 title: I am trying.   

                     Summary:            

Retelling of the ending scene of episode 1 of Fighting Mr.2nd. From the very angry and confused perspective of Shu Yi.

A jumble of emotions and anger and more, really.

Beware.

        “What can I do to get you back to me? Just tell me, whatever it is.”

It’s pinpricks of heat under the collar of Shu Yi’s shirt, his own nails digging into the heel of his hand.

How dare he sound worn out. And soft. And honest. When that’s exactly what he can’t be.

How dare he sound upright and righteous, when he has no right at all.

If those eyes made something in Shu Yi stutter for a second, he quickly finds his way back again, into the rut and well-used tracks of thoughts, thoughts that his mind has kept shouting, ever since he showed his face again.

Only you. Yeah, right. I’ve seen your honest. I’ve seen your forever.

He’s been living, livid inside that space between throat and sternum, chest burned up by those acid scars of trapped anger. He pushes it out, through the jut of his chin and shoulders, glare in his eyes.

He can’t feel his legs, but it’s two strides and the door is closed, two strides back and it’s easy, it’s crucial, it’s dangerous to push from right there, where it’s churning, but the sound when the backs of thighs hit the desk, when something topples over? It’s satisfying.

Just getting some thoughts out and sorted, join me if you wanna:

Themes this meta ramble will touch on: The sexual aggression in Shu Yi’s anger and the misunderstanding/cheating; Shi De’s regret and masochism and still carrying it all alone, that last scene, some minor speculations about DAD. 

I put up all the last 5 chapters to this today at once on AO3, so I’ll just post the entire fic here, too.

It’s quite dear to my heart, and went beyong the first exploration of the funny idea of those seductive underpants. A story about firsts, and love, and growing, about Shu Yi and Shi De and my take on them. With explicit parts, and banter, sensuality, and feels. Enjoy. Happy Valentine’s.

Chapter 1           

“I am wearing seductive underpants.”

Gao Shi De stops, and looks up at him like Shu Yi just spoke another new language altogether.

Rating went up to explicit. No excuses, really.

This is the second chapter to this.

             So I decided to keep adding to this and make this ‘the night that Shi De got no sleep and it’s all Shu Yi’s fault’. Yeah, rating went up, too.

          This is gonna get explicit. Sweet and fun and awkward -like firsts and sex go and should go- again too, but first explicit.

Shi De’s POV.

           “Want to do more than look?”

Shi De’s ears pulse with heat, a tangible sensation of pressure along his temples.

Everything feels like brimming over: His head, his heart, yet his mind can’t seem to grasp one coherent thought out of it all.

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     Rules of underwater/below the surface   

                     Summary:            

The pool kiss. Shi De’s POV.

        The bigger part of Shi De knows: Shu Yi is not really trying to drown himself; not literally, at least.

Still, everything is different below the surface.

Down here, where your thoughts work within the urgency of a held breath, but at the same time drift, inside this blue-tinged otherworld of faraway sounds and cool pressure against your skin. The pressure that teaches you the confines of your body. But also the vastness of your mind.

When the water closes over Shi De’s body, he is swallowed into it, too.

The bigger part of Shi De knows: This is Shu Yi trying to get a handle on his emotions. Down here, where no one else will see, where no one will look for him, look to him for answers.

No one but Shi De.

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                     Summary:            

About liking boys.

After ep 5.

                 Notes:    

Who am I kidding this is pure self-indulgence. With this episode this show has taken over a solid second place in my heart’s best BLs I’ve watched ever right after itsay. The acting, the scenes, the maturity. Loving it all, hard.

Shi De laughs, has to, can’t hold it in. It bubbles up with the kisses and soft bites that Shu Yi leaves along his neck.

Those touches of wandering hands, wayward only at first notion, along Shi De’s chest and front and there, with enough direction to be bold and unmistaken; still light and ghosting enough to be a tease. There’s no secrecy in the way that Shu Yi has aligned himself to Shi’s De’s body, no shyness of feeling or being felt.

Shu Yi looks up at him then, from next to Shi De where he is on the couch, drawn together brows raised in a silent What?! Am I being funny?

Shi De clears his throat: “It’s just… about you, not liking boys…”

It’s playful, and he wants to bite the smile from his own lips, the blink down of his lashes trying to indicate their intertwined arms and legs and pressed together hips. He’s not laughing at Shu Yi. How could he be. He had given up hope that he could ever have this. It’s a different kind of laughter, wholly and completely.

i didn’t even realise that i wrote 10 things this year, which is a lot more than i thought i did. fits to this very weird, very long, yet super fast year?! madness… sadly my word count on ao3 is messed up, guess i roughly wrote ~150k words this year

1, a coda ficlet about Magnus going back to India and reminiscing about his time with Camille, coming to terms with his feelings, looking to the future with Alec ao3

2, the latest chap of ISY, the proposal, angst and all the love and emotions in this one, i miss it soul-deep, and hope to write more soonish ao3

3, the last three chapters of strawberry kisses, which is still tearing me apart feeling so much love and comfort whenever i think of it, but also so much grief, guilt and pain ao3

4, ficlet for the prompt raindrops on eyelashes, malec loving ao3

5, ficlet that i think belongs into a wip somehow, i will see, some alec angst for a prompt fill, love the mood of it ao3

6, parabatai + malec angst, happy ending, love them all very very very much ao3

7, malec loving ficlet for a prompt, magnus comes home after travelling ao3

8, the relevance of touch, surprise fic from an idea to get me back into writing, to a whole long fic with tons of things i adore, powers, found family, adventure, so many emotions <3 <3 <3 ao3

9, matters of the heart, a prompt xmas fic, Alec is ready to adopt a dog again, and Magnus works at the shelter. So much love all around ao3

10, the way (he wished to be loved), another prompt, Alec needs a vet for his dog who ate chocolate, and Magnus happens to be the closest available. A small journey through their pasts, and falling in love ao3 

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                     Summary:            

After the final scene of ep 5 on the Cape.

                Salt. It permeates all life along the ocean.  Finds its way through roots and cracks and right down into the coconut water they drank, the memory still lingering on Oh-aew’s tongue.

It’s in the air, crystalline, drifting up the rocky coasts inside the spray of the breaking waves.

It’s inside their sweat, lingering from the long run, prickling on their skin as the evening sun warms each surface it reaches;

it’s also inside the tears that found their way onto Oh’s lips. That he almost can’t remember shedding just seconds ago, now that he has Teh in his arms, against his pounding heart. Almost.

And it’s all inside the taste of Teh’s skin, when Oh holds his lips pressed against him, smiling against Teh’s neck, shaking and laughing and sparkling through every facet, all those emotions finally breaking along his shores.

I told sunset about you, episode 4 ficlet

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                     Summary:            

Retelling of the scene, when they meet at the resort at the stairs, after Teh has left the idioms tutorial for Oh, in episode 4. Oh’s POV.

             Things I’ll never say.

The pages under Oh’s hands tear at his skin, at everything that holds him togeher, with their promises of a care so very real and deep; whisper-shouting from artful colors and soft cut edges so desperately and absolutely, that they burn into his fingers.

This is what Teh is willing to give.

Oh can see Teh’s love, ever eager and driven, and Oh feels so guilty. For wanting another kind.

For wanting Teh, to meet him, in another kind of love. Or maybe just another way to speak it, act it. The love may very well be just the same.

Title:

Another angle of closer    

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                     Summary:            

The ending scene of episode 3 from Oh’s POV.

                    Can the bend of one’s back invite someone in?

Teh’s warm mouth between his shoulder blades undoes everything that has held Oh upright.

Unsteady arms push himself backwards and closer on the deep blue of the carpet floor. Then he loses all strength, falling and floating up weightless, as Teh’s hands around his waist enclose him inside.

There’s a roar in his ears. He tries to read Teh’s movements, meet them, welcome them, read from these fingers and knees and chin against him now, instead of from the expressions of his face: Teh’s face that can be so loud.

Teh’s body is being even louder now.

I told sunset about you, episode 4 ficlet

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                     Summary:            

Retelling of the scene, when they meet at the resort at the stairs, after Teh has left the idioms tutorial for Oh, in episode 4. Oh’s POV.

             Things I’ll never say.

The pages under Oh’s hands tear at his skin, at everything that holds him togeher, with their promises of a care so very real and deep; whisper-shouting from artful colors and soft cut edges so desperately and absolutely, that they burn into his fingers.

This is what Teh is willing to give.

Oh can see Teh’s love, ever eager and driven, and Oh feels so guilty. For wanting another kind.

For wanting Teh, to meet him, in another kind of love. Or maybe just another way to speak it, act it. The love may very well be just the same.

Second chapter to this.

       Set after Cool Boy. If you haven’t read, there has been getting together and sweet and light first sexy times. This is the morning after.

I’ll put in a line before the very explicit starts, so if you want to only read the mildly explicit and not the written out explicitly explicit, you can stop there<3

 When Ram opens his eyes again, he must have drifted.

King has left his side, but the shower is running in the bathroom.

Ram stretches and gets up.

Walks up the hallway, with a quick detour to the kitchen for something to drink.

When he pushes the door handle to the bathroom, taste of iced green tea on his tongue, it is not locked.

“P’King?” Ram’s morning voice is still rough, but it’s alright, he doesn’t want to startle King into slipping. He’s had enough hits to the head for a lifetime.

It takes a beat for King to answer:

“Yes? I mean, in here? Did you need something? I can be done in a few minutes…” It sounds a little bit high-pitched over the running water.

Ram watches the washed-out dark contours of King’s shape behind the white curtain, barely any details to tell apart, just colors and movement.

“Can I join you?”

There’s the sound of plastic bottles rattling, like caught at the last moment before falling.