Before he’s even finished reading, Xiao Zhan knows this is the script, the one that could alter the course of his career. Not like Chen Qing Ling changed his life six years ago, catapulting him from a minor idol to a household name, or the way his more serious roles have slowly taken him to the upper echelons of dramatic actors. This is a love story, daring and bold, groundbreaking and unforgettable, if only he’s brave enough to do it.
So of course, eventually, they bring up the idea of casting Yibo as his lover.
Source: yesterday, tomorrow – Chapter 1, by sophiahelix – 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV) RPF [Archive of Our Own] | https://archiveofourown.org/
Beautiful and entirely captivating I mainlined all 80k of this in one day. Gorgeous slow burn (despite a whole lot of sexing)! 🙂
Yibo kicks at Xiao Zhan’s ankle.
Xiao Zhan ignores him.
Yibo sighs heavily, looks down at his phone, scrolls a little. Takes a sip of water. Kicks Xiao Zhan’s ankle again.
“My friend,” Xiao Zhan says absently. “Do you remember? About the murder?”
“I do.” Yibo says it cheerfully and is pleased when Xiao Zhan drops his phone into his lap and turns fully towards Yibo. “Do you remember how pretty I am, though?”
Xiao Zhan tilts his head at him. “How could I forget, Wang Yibo?”
Yibo feels his grin get bigger—he can’t help it. What is it about Xiao Zhan using his full name like that that gets him going? He just likes it so much. He wants him to do it again.
Source: Falling – Chapter 1, by brooklinegirl – 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV) RPF [Archive of Our Own] | https://archiveofourown.org/
Will I ever get tired of fics set during that magical summer? Nope. Especially when they’re delicious and hot like this one.
wei ying is very handsome
who wouldn’t want to give him a hand
It’s not like Xiao Zhan wasn’t red in the face before, but he’s reaching new levels now. Who are they talking about, him or Wei Wuxian? His cock is aching, pressed between his belly and the mattress, and he rolls his hips slightly.
Source: Is there in truth no beauty?, by greenfionn – 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV) RPF [Archive of Our Own] | https://archiveofourown.org/
Holy smokes – they don’t even have sex in this one, but it’s incredibly hot! Also, Yibo is a gremlin and I love him.
Wei Wuxian locks his phone and puts it down, blinks at his ceiling, and picks it up again. The pictures are still there.
His first thought is that Lan Zhan meant them for someone else. That he just woke up at—he checks the timestamp—6:30 am on a Sunday and decided to go absolute full nuclear seduction option on some poor boy he met on Grindr, who would now be missing out on the best thing to ever happen to him because Wei Wuxian had a bad habit of distracting—of—oh.
Pieces of last night start to resurface and paste themselves together in his head. He winces.
Source: all that and more, by Euphorion – 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV) [Archive of Our Own] | https://archiveofourown.org/
This must be the most oblivious Wei Ying to ever Wei Ying in a modern AU… Had me cackling all the way through, when I wasn’t being distracted by the hotness. 😉
Saint flirts outrageously onstage. It’s not the same way it was on the show, when he was in character. That flirting was scripted. That flirting had pacing, and blocking, and retakes.
This flirting is very different from that. Saint’s constantly drifting into Zee’s space, close to him, brushing his fingers down his arm, looking at him with his head tilted down, his hot gaze coming up through his eyelashes – similar to how he’d do it when in character as Tutor, but intensely more than that.
It’s making Zee sweat.
Source: The Flirting Kind, by brooklinegirl – เพราะรักใช่ป่าว | Why R U?: The Series (TV) RPF [Archive of Our Own] | https://archiveofourown.org/
Excuse me while I die from the sheer hotness that is this fic. It’s just so full of desperation and sexy, sexy smut… *fans self*
His voice is thick. “God, Buck. God, I’ve missed you.”
Bucky hangs stiff in his arms, but Steve’s warmth seeps into his body, so cold for so long. He doesn’t know what to do, how to handle this, but there is something – a fragment of who he was – that says that he can never be as safe as he is right here, right now.
He unbends. Muscle by muscle, bone by bone, allows himself to lean into Steve. This man touches him without fear, seems to want nothing more than to care for him.
It can’t be so bad to let him, for a little while.
Source: be all my sins remembered, by brightlyburning – Marvel Cinematic Universe [Archive of Our Own] | https://archiveofourown.org/
A hauntingly beautiful at Bucky post-Winter Soldier, so lost – until he allows himself to be found.
While Hephaistion sank into the bed, feeling as if his bones had pleasantly turned to warm oil, Alexander was silent and still, except to sigh.
Hephaistion’s heart, so recently buoyed by love, sank.
Source: Like Mars Himself, by DevilDoll – Alexander Trilogy – Mary Renault [Archive of Our Own] | https://archiveofourown.org/
This one’s just a perfect little gem, sweet and just a little sad.
“This,” Stark spits as he thrusts a dog-eared sheaf of papers onto the coffee table, “is the biggest steaming pile of horse shit I’ve ever seen. Bad science, is what it is – wrong, so wrong, it’s so off the mark it makes Columbus look like he hit the bullseye – who published this? Was it even peer-reviewed because seriously I –”
“Can it, Tony,” Barton sighs from his perch on the back of the sofa across the common room. “You’re just sore because you’re bottom of the pile.”
Barnes suspects Barton already regrets bringing the article to Stark’s obsessive attention. He catches a glimpse of the title on the top-most page: Superhero showdown: Comparison of strengths and weaknesses amongst The Avengers . It wouldn’t pay to look too interested and encourage Stark, but he’s definitely curious and he’s not sorry when Steve stretches across him and snags the paper to read it for himself.
Source: Superhero Showdown versus Avengers Assessed (or: That One Time the Avengers Wrote a Scientific Paper) – Chapter 1, by Ilye – Marvel Cinematic Universe [Archive of Our Own] | https://archiveofourown.org/
Oh, I love media/meta fic such as this, it brings me such delight! (Bonus: Background established Stucky. *g*)
She watched that summer as he came and went at odd hours. Sometimes he disappeared for days before stumbling back up the stairs, looking tired, hungry, and, occasionally, somewhat battered. Despite her initial twinge of worry, he didn’t play the “rock and roll” that so many of the young people seemed to worship. He played jazz, the music of her youth, of those smoky nights in Paris when she’d danced until she thought her legs would turn to blocks of wood. She sat in her window and listened by the hour on those rare evenings when he came home early. He didn’t seem to have many albums, and a few of those he did have were scratched, but the music still made her smile and hum along.
Source: Window, by katyabaturinsky – The Man From U.N.C.L.E. (TV) [Archive of Our Own] | https://archiveofourown.org/
I love outside POVs, and this one’s just lovely!
“Been home long?” Home slipped off his tongue. Brian wondered if it was like that for Dom and Mia, if what they had here meant as much to them as it had come to mean to him. It had been a long time since he’d had somewhere he’d cared enough to want to come back to. With Brian it had always been people, rather than places. One person in particular.
Source: The Kind That Talk The Loudest, by sunsetmog – The Fast and the Furious [Archive of Our Own] | https://archiveofourown.org/
This fic is just perfect, all I like in a F&F fic.