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I need a good derek hale x reader fanfic 😭

yall im in the trenches out here. like don’t get me wrong i love me some good Sterek fics, but please let a girl be delusional and think that Derek is in love with me. So please help a girly out 😔 (me on my knees begging)

recently binged Miss S (2020), the cdrama adaptation of Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries and I loved it sm????? the plot throughline is the uhh, murders (actually very riveting) but the ship?? was very slow burn and simmering but also very very hot ?? su wenli is one of my favourite FLs I've seen in a long time.

soo the ship dynamic is the very Serious police captain ML who doesn't even believe it himself when he tells the FL to get out of his unit's crime scene, and the FL who is like oh but what if we flirted a little bit in front of this dead body, and then later at the morgue , and then come back to the crime scene at night for a date :^)

also there is a long suffering coroner who has to watch the fl and ml flirt in front of his salad homicide victims, a hot doctor, a ragtag crew of found family ... how do i rec this to people in 2025?!

Explanation of characters under cut, but also full of spoilers.

Tantai Jin from “Till the End of the Moon”, reborn Devil God fated to destroy the world. Was born with no emotions, killed his mother as a baby, rejected by his father, rejected by the women who raised him, his wife helped him grow emotions just to try to kill him, and then killed herself when she failed. Spent centuries looking for the soul of his wife in the underworld river that literally eats your flesh. Everyone always thinks the worst of him even when he tries to turn over a new leaf. Lets them think the worst of him so he can sacrifice himself to save the woman he loves and the world.

Dongfang Qingcang from “Love Between Fairy and Devil”, raised to be a tool to destroy Heaven. Father tortured him as a child to kill his tree of emotions so he could control hell fire. Kills his Father to become Moon Supreme and starts a war with Heaven. Is a genuine immortal and can’t be killed, so to stop him the fairies had to tear his soul into nine pieces and imprison him. Was revived by accident but has a curse that ties his life to a tiny weak flower fairy that if she dies so does he. She revives his tree of emotions but he can no longer use hell fire. Is then possessed by the Evil God Tai Sui. Later sacrifices himself to save said fairy who he loves and Heaven from the Evil God.

Zhu Yan from “Fangs of Fortune” , a Great Demon that was born to carry the malevolent energy of the world. Wants to die but can’t. Durning the Blood Moon the evil energies take over his body and mind and makes him kill people. Makes a pact with a Demon Hunter, whose family he killed on a blood moon, to teach him how to kill him. Makes a contract with the girl he likes, whose shifu he killed during a blood moon, that if she dies he also dies. Wants to live a simple, carefree life with the people he loves, but doesn’t want to cause more harm. Is always throwing himself in harms way to save everyone. Later sacrifices himself to save the woman he loves and to stop everyone from being turned into mindless demons.

Mu Sheng from “Love Game in Eastern Fantasy”, an abandoned half demon raised by the Demon Hunting Mu family. Tried to kill his father as a child for abandoning him and his mother. Was separated from his mother in an attempt to save him from the demon hunters and was made to forget her. Mother was then turned into the Resentful Woman, Queen of Demons and possessed his adopted older sister, who was used to kill her entire clan. Does everything that he can to hide this fact from his sister. Is very spiteful and prejudice towards anyone who isn’t his sister, but learns to be more open and caring thanks to FL. In the original story he stays spiteful and distrusting and ends up dying along with everyone. In the first new ending is forced to kill his sister and then dies. Is revived by FL but she is then replaced with the OG character. To get her back he travels through time to find her so they can rewrite the ending to save everyone, only to still get a bad ending. Only be realizing he is the author and sacrificing himself can they both wake up.

The shaving scene #1 (aka. "Love is a strange thing" talk #2. aka he tried to match her outrageousness, but couldn’t quite manage. aka. the scene that made me lost my mind how why was that necessary whuu)

Miss S - 旗袍美探 (2020) Ep.08

Master post

Just a little rant

Good lord I'm so tired of college even though it's my first. I'm in a major that I despise, and even though I try so damn hard, I just can't manage to pass any of my exams. The one class that I'm doing good in is the one that I was told was difficult. I wish I could just major in what I wanted, which was English Literature. But no, I just have to be in a Stem degree. I would be content with being a nurse, but my parents want me to go to med school so they can brag to their friends. I wanted to switch my major but my dad wouldn't let me. My mom's friends kids all were in the same major that I was, and they passed with flying colors. So why can't I? I know I'm not dumb. I can easily write 20 page research papers. But when it comes to math and science, I'm like a damn fish out of water. I'm so tired. I'm willing to sell my soul to the devil just so I can pass my classes with an A

i watched love and sword, it was hmMMMM as expected but

my god is

gao wei guang

like a summer's day

hot as fuck

Try my first quiz!

My first quiz ever! Let me know what yall think

･˳ . ⋆ .˳⋆ Face Kisses pt. II ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆･˳

Basically how I imagine their reactions to an onslaught of face kisses from you (MC). Fluff.

Part 2: The Rafayel and Sylus Edition!

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Rafayel

Enjoying the rhythmic rise and fall of his chest against your ear, you are already comfortably nestled into your spot on his lap, arms lazily hung around his neck as he continues to flip quietly through the gallery catalog over your head.

A catalog Thomas had sent Rafayel to review a week ago, which you feel kinda guilty about.

Usually, Thomas can trust you to keep Raf in check, pushing him to slough through the boring stuff so that the two of you can spend the rest of your time together doing other, more exciting things. This past week, however, you had been having a really frustrating time dealing with a particularly nasty group of Wanderers that kept reappearing at the most inopportune times and locations. And, when you showed up in his studio, he noticed something was off instantly.

He’d taken it on as his duty to pull you out of your slump of frustration, dragging you from marketplace to marketplace, shop to shop, beach to beach, hoping to get your mind off of those “creativity sucking Wanderers with bad attitudes”. And that was just on the first day. All week, he’s been there the second you wake up, chattering excitedly about where you two were off to next. And, in all honesty, having him around has kinda helped.

And although you didn’t say it out loud, he sensed this, too. Hence the only reason he has finally given you a second to breathe, curled up in his lap on the sofa, the beach breeze gently blowing at the white curtains, and the only other movement in the room being his occasional page turning.

When he hums softly in disdain at something, you are snapped out of your comfy daze.

You really do appreciate how much effort he puts in to make you feel better at times like these. And even though he insists on brushing it off as no big deal (“I already needed to make a trip to this shop, cutie, you just saved me from having to go alone” ), you know that his actions have always spoken much louder, and much more clearly, than his words.

Your heart nearly bursts at how true the thought is and you shift in his lap to look down at him.

He groans loudly, setting the catalog aside, his eyebrows furrowed as he pouts up at you, “Why are you moving around so much? I was perfectly comfortable staying how we were before and I’ll never get any work done if you keep squirming…”

He continues to pout, even when you take his face between your palms. Such a nice face belonging to someone with such a good heart. An absolutely gorgeous face, even if he does keep that indignant little scowl and crease between his brows.

You kiss this space between his brows first, which makes his eyebrows raise in surprise. But before he even has a chance to collect himself from this initial surprise, you continue planting small kisses to cover the rest of his face, making sure to leave no space neglected.

“Alright, alright,” he says once you’ve already finished, clearing his throat and turning his face away, “You’re treating me like some kind of puppy. I’m not your pet, y’know.”

He crosses his arms over his chest and pretends to be annoyed, his face still turned away. His refusal to look you in the eye, however, only gives you a better view of his bright red ears and cheeks, betraying exactly how he feels about the attention he just received.

“Oh? Well, I guess if you didn’t like that, I shouldn’t do it ever again. I admittedly still don’t know much about what kind of behavior is accepted in Lemuria. And I don’t want to make you feel uncomfortable or anything,” you say, pretending to get up from his lap.

He catches your wrist and gently pulls you back down, giving you that signature head tilt and grin when he reassures you.

“Aw, well, I get it. You are still pretty new to this Lemurian thing. Besides, it wasn’t too horrible,” he says, his hair falling in front of his eyes. He swipes it away nonchalantly, continuing, “I could maybe suffer through such treatment once or twice a month. Or a week. Or even once a day if you really felt the strong desire to. You humans and your customs are weird, but I can be a good sport about some of them.”

“No, no, there’s no need,” you continue to tease, pretending to stand once again, “I really should be more mindful when it comes to these kinds of things.”

“No, I insist. As a matter of fact…” he says, catching your wrist again and tugging you back down to sit in his lap, simultaneously managing to wrap his arms around you to prevent you from getting up again, “...dontcha think it’s my turn to give this newfound custom a try?”

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Sylus

When you arrive at the N109 Zone, it’s almost noon. Therefore you aren’t surprised that Sylus is still in his room, is still asleep, and is not quite ready to compromise that sleep for anyone or anything.

You know that technically doesn’t include you, but you don’t want to ruin his rest, so you leave him be for now. Instead, you decide to check out some more rooms in this grand house.

Your visits to the N109 zone have been much more frequent, despite this past week apart. But before this last week, you had come and gone with a frequency that Sylus had finally seemed pleased with.

In that time, you had familiarized yourself with many of the rooms of this mansion already. That being said, you could almost swear that Sylus brought in something new every single day, so there’s always something new to discover on your visits.

And now you find yourself faltering before a suit of armor you hadn’t noticed before. It must have been pure white at one time, but now has gone dark from wear, age, and transportation. The armor wasn’t made for someone of Sylus’s size, and you wonder what about it made him want to add it to his collection. You try to resonate with it to get something off of it, but nothing really happens.

Soon, however, you grow tired of the silent house and the suit of armor. You figure that a small nap never hurt anyone. Besides, it feels like you haven’t seen Sylus in ages, even though it’s only been a week. A long, tedious week of Wanderers and stuck up clients who you sometimes thought about leaving to fend off the Wanderers themselves.

Slipping into his bedroom, his bedside lamp is on. The dim light casts strange shadows around the room, but softly illuminates the man on the bed.

Walking around the bed, you crawl onto the mattress and begin to make yourself comfy, trying to do it slowly so you don’t disturb he who breathes deeply beside you. Once settled, you roll over to face him.

His normally strong features look so soft in this lighting, and his brow is furrowed slightly in his sleep, his expression one of a man concerned. Your heart aches a little as you realize just how much you’ve missed him this week despite trying to convince yourself you were better off without his incessant teasing. Reaching out, you mean to brush your fingertips over his cheekbones, but you suddenly hesitate before touching him. He sleeps so lightly sometimes and you don’t want to be the reason he can’t fall back to sleep.

But it’s already too late.

That frown of concern shifts into confusion as his eyes open—the color as bright and striking as ever—then relief when he sees you, sleepily taking your hand in his own and intertwining your fingers. Rolling onto his side, he smiles faintly at the sight of you tucked in beside him.

“I’m not dreaming, am I, sweetie?” he murmurs, his already deep voice even deeper with sleep, “It’s been 8 days and a few hours since I saw you last.”

“You keep count?” you tease as he brings your wrist to his lips.

“Maybe I do,” he says with a huff and a shrug, his still-heavy eyelids closing again. You know he isn’t asleep, however, by the sound of his annoyed grunt when you try to slip your hand out of his grasp, “Leaving already?”

“No, I just want to get more comfortable.”

His eyes still closed, he allows you to take your hand back. You start to settle in beside him, but thinking about how lovely and worried he’d looked when you first came in, you suddenly have an idea to hopefully help soothe whatever dreams he’d been having.

His brow furrows again when you take his face in-between your hands, but a smug little smile is quick to replace it as you place feather-light little kisses against every inch of his face.

He sinks deeper into the mattress as you do, his entire body relaxing as you surge with gratitude for the fact that he shares this vulnerable side with you and only you. By the time you finish, his smug smile has faded softly as he dozes off and on again.

“Hmm? Is that all?” he hums. Rolling your eyes, you chuckle, sliding back into the blankets, grabbing his arm and drawing it around you as well. Nuzzling his nose against the back of your neck, he murmurs with a voice as smooth as velvet, “Thank you, sweetie. It’s been a hell of a week and I needed that.”

“Don’t be silly,” you murmur, “Now go back to sleep, Sylus.”

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the uptight and serious squad captain Luo Qiuheng dunking on everyone in a game of cheat will never not be funny

I’m back on my bullshit again, but I saw these two paralleled on twitter and yeah I am so ride or die for drama Miaoqi lol.

How mutual it looks, the fact that she’s holding onto him- taking the initiative by pulling him down, the direct eye contact, how flushed he is, her sweet but assured smile, the list goes on.

Although I do wish their drama counterparts got even close to the amount of intimate affection the novel versions did, I just prefer everything about this dynamic and characterization. It’s just so much more fit for me and my personal preferences.

(Also their real life counterparts and how they weave into the story are actually so important to my enjoyment of their relationship, and especially of Ziqi as a character. Yeah they're cute and they're everything even as just LMM and Mu Sheng, but that plot line takes it from 'wow Ziqi is best boy I love him so much' to 'ZIQI IS THE BOY EVER I'D DIE FOR HIM.')