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Happy Wei Wuxian day! (Slightly early for me, but who’s counting..) In celebration, have these cosplay pics. I think maybe LWJ got turned into a bunny while night hunting, and accidentally hopped into the Burial Mounds…. 😁🐰

A cosplayer dressed as Yiling LaozuWei Wuxian, facing away from the camera to face a tree. The atmosphere is a bit muted and dark.

A cosplayer dressed as Yiling LaozuWei Wuxian, leaning with their back against a tree, holding Chenqing, and looking at something in the distance.

A cosplayer dressed as Yiling LaozuWei Wuxian is seated on a treeroot in front of a blurry background holding a stuffed Lan Wangji bunny. WWX has a finger up in a Shush motion, like telling a secret. The bunny does not look impressed.

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Ash @unseelieash.kawaii.social · 29/10/2026

The other WenZhou I promised before, because, well. Write the smut you want to see in the world.

'You,' Zhou Zishu declares, 'are going to sit still and be quiet until I say otherwise. Then you are going to tell me a story, or rattle off some poetry, or whatever other bullshit comes out of your mouth, I don't really care. Meanwhile, I will do whatever I want with you. Understood?'

Wen Kexing's eyes flash, narrowing dangerously, but his breathless smile is easy and broad. 'A'Xu can always do as he wants with me,' he says loftily, which is only partly true, but which Zhou Zishu accepts for now as agreement.

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Ash @unseelieash.kawaii.social · 28/10/2026

While I'm out here #wipwednesday -ing, though, here is a teensy bit of that WoH Ghost Valley story. Just in case I do manage to finish it by Saturday!

During the day, they play together a lot. Wen-gege's favourite game is hide and seek. He and A'Xiang play together on one team, against everyone else. Luo-ayi helps find hiding places sometimes, but nobody else seems to take it very seriously at all. Most of the time, A'Xiang isn't even sure they realise they're playing.

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Ash @unseelieash.kawaii.social · 27/10/2026

I know it's WWX's birthday week and I'm trying to get something out for that too, but in the meantime I needed to get this WenZhou out of my head! the stars of last night and the wind of last night (rated E) archiveofourown.org/works/95534436

Screenshot of AO3 fic summary:
the stars of last night and the wind of last night
by Ashura
Fandon: Faraway Wanderers
Rating: Explicit
Pairing: Zhou Zishu/Wen Kexing

Summary:
What had he been so worried about? Zhou Zishu had disguised himself as a drunk, a beggar, a vagrant — what use did he have for shame? What good was it, when the reward for its sacrifice was this? Wen Kexing, moving deep and inexorable inside him, ragged breath hot on the nape of his neck whispering A'Xu, don't ever leave me into his hair like a sutra?

The morning after he gives in to Wen Kexing's crying, Zhou Zishu has some Thoughts on the Matter.

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Ash @unseelieash.kawaii.social · 25/10/2026

This is not a WIP, just a tiny flash treat with many questions and no answers. MDZS/Faraway Wanderers AU.

Wen Kexing wraps his warm robe around Zhou Zishu's bare shoulders, banishing the sight of the angry nails back beneath its folds. There's an edge of desparation in his voice when he asks, 'But can you heal him?'

Wen Qing nods, without even a heartbeat's hesitation. She has done harder things. One of those harder things is patrolling the edges of the Burial Mounds even now, in case any other surprises find their way in. 'Yes,' she says, pragmatically confident. 'I warn you, it's going to hurt.'

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Ash @unseelieash.kawaii.social · 19/10/2026

Not technically for #allshipsweek because it was written for a zine 15 (!!!) years ago, but this fills the WHOLE prompt, so if you want a fic where: a random objects is a time travel device on an actual ship, & bodies/backstories are swapped, allow me to offer: archiveofourown.org/works/272853

A Thousand Furlongs of Sea
Ashura (Star Trek, Kirk/Spock, rated T)
Tags: Action/AdventureAlternate Universe - Time TravelRomanceFriendshipDestiny
Summary: Most people don't travel through time, space, or reality even once in their lives. For certain people, it's becoming a habit. There are sea battles, snarking, a bit of gratuitous nudity and a steampunk time machine.

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Ash @unseelieash.kawaii.social · 19/10/2026

Aww thank you, it was! My little phone doesn’t remotely do it justice, but it was so spectacular everybody walking along the seafront stopped what they were doing to watch it. Nature’s a showoff.

A beautiful orange sunset over the water. A long tree-lined deck is silhouetted in front of it, where a few people can be seen standing to look out at this dramatic spectacle of nature.

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Ash @unseelieash.kawaii.social · 14/10/2026

No word game this week and I don't actually have an allshipsweek thing going, so you get a regular #wipwednesday instead. I did say WenZhou ate my brain.

Wen Kexing falters. Zhou Zishu rests a hand across his throat. 'Did I say to stop talking?'

Wen Kexing swallows, his pulse fluttering beneath Zhou Zishu's palm. His fingers are gripping the sides of the chair to keep himself still, the knuckles bone-white. 'The clouds would borrow your robes, the flowers your face,' he murmurs. 'If I did not see you at the peak of the jade mountain…..'

Zhou Zishu shifts, positions himself, and sinks down.

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Ash @unseelieash.kawaii.social · 25/09/2026

I love writing creepy places, so am rather pleased at the result of my zine fic for the #DragonAgeAnnual @dragonageannual.art. Want to see the whole thing (or all the other amazing art and fic and merch) while giving to a good cause? Orders are still open! T

2027 Contributor Preview, Dragon Age Annual: He spends days at his sapling's side, watching the way the corrupted stone clashes with the magic of the wood. A battle rages beneath the youth's skin; he is at once stone and wood, flesh and flower. The root-cage of his ribs holds the red lyrium imprisoned like an angry, beating heart. Its fury courses through the sap in his veins. He is no longer silent.

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Ash @unseelieash.kawaii.social · 09/09/2026

Haven't been around for a bit, but now I"m.... 😆 (I'll see myself out. Have this bit of newlywed wangxian in recompense.) #ficwip #wordgamewednesday

Both his legs came up to fold around Wangji’s waist, and suddenly Wangji found himself flipped onto his back with Wei Ying grinning above him. His heart took off racing like a rabbit in his ribs.

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Ash @unseelieash.kawaii.social · 19/08/2026

If you see this, we implore you to post a picture from whatever device you’re using without explanation.

A small white and very heroic teddy bear stares into your waking eyes, ready for adventures

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Ash @unseelieash.kawaii.social · 15/08/2026

I sat out all the exchanges and bangs this year because grief shut my brain down, but it's the 2nd birthday of my one and only Big Bang, where WWX and JC need divine intervention to sit down and talk to each other. (Gorgeous artwork inside by Piyo13) archiveofourown.org/works/582037...

AO3 screenshot. Waves Return to the Shore
by Ashura
Summary:
It's been three years since the revelations of Guanyin Temple, but Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng still can't seem to stop hurting each other whenever they meet. When Jin Ling insists on inviting Wei Wuxian to his birthday celebration, the evening ends badly - and that's even before a powerful creature attacks Lotus Pier and makes off with Jiang Cheng. It's up to Jin Ling, Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji to save him, but in this case success lies not in strength of arms or cultivation, but of the heart, and the ties that bind a family together.

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Ash @unseelieash.kawaii.social · 09/08/2026

Happy 2nd birthday to this RBB fic, where I got to spend way too much time imagining Mo Xuanyu, and what was going through Nie Huaisang's head for 16 years. archiveofourown.org/works/58018039

Smile and Be a Villain, by Ashura

The coffin is empty.
A rage unlike anything he ever imagined himself capable of swells and fills Huaisang’s body, suffusing blood and skin and under-developed meridians. His hands tremble against the stone, his heart thundering an irregular rhythm against his ribs.
‘Nie-zongzhu,’ Nie Yichen murmurs, heartbroken, and Huaisang doesn’t know if it’s directed at him, or his dead, absent brother.
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Nie Huaisang knows how his brother would prefer to be avenged. He also knows that a direct challenge to the Jin would go poorly for him. He will wait, and bide his time, and he will take everything from the backstabbing villain who took away his brother. But even he doesn't realise just how deep the Jin corruption goes, and how the least promising ally will be the one to help him defeat it.

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Ash @unseelieash.kawaii.social · 06/08/2026

I feel like sharing, so here is a little glimpse of something for the next @dragonageannual.art #DAA zine. Something is rotten in the state of the Deepwood....

2027 Contributor Preview for the Dragon Age Annual:
The spirits warn him first.

He follows their whispers in the branches, the ripples their passing leaves in the air. The forest shivers with their disquiet, wisps of disembodied dread sparking against the ancient husk of his skin. They surround him, shrill silent voices echoing in the sap that pulses inside him with every beat of his not-heart.

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Ash @unseelieash.kawaii.social · 22/07/2026

hm just what is it that wangxian are up to...and that even they can't figure out...! #wordgamewednesday #ficwip

Wei Wuxian shakes his head. ‘He did help. We came up with a lot of this together. But the energy reacts differently to the guqin than to a wind instrument. The strings repulse it, which is great most of the time, but if what we need to do is gather it up before we go throwing it around, it can make a bit of a mess.’ Xichen wonders, briefly, how much experimenting they did to make this discovery.

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Ash @unseelieash.kawaii.social · 15/07/2026

It doesn't give much away this time, does it? #ficwip #wordgamewednesday

It is late afternoon when Wei Wuxian leaps suddenly to his feet. The shadows are stretching long across the floor, the air cool in the shade and the western sky grey beneath the clouds. ‘Aiya, it’s late!’ he says, apologetic and delighted. ‘Lan Zhan will be done by now, and I’ve kept you far too long.’

‘It was no trouble,’ Xichen says, and for once, he means it.

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Ash @unseelieash.kawaii.social · 02/07/2026

Late because time zones! (Also this was one of the tamer instances of 'prepare' I had lying around 😉) #wordgamewednesday

‘Wei-gongzi,’ Xichen says at last, ‘I do not suppose I need to tell you how many rules forbid interfering with a disciple in seclusion?’

Wei Wuxian’s mouth twitches, irrepressible. ‘I stopped counting at seven,’ he admits. ‘Which is probably why I’m the only one prepared to risk it. If you like, I can copy them a few times later. If Lan Zhan asks, I’ll tell him they’re a new talisman.’

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Ash @unseelieash.kawaii.social · 30/06/2026

After a long flight, we have made it back to Blighty.

Two stuffed toy bunnies, seen from behind as they sit on a windowsill looking out at a balcony and garden.

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Ash @unseelieash.kawaii.social · 28/06/2026

Not mine, but these guys say hi and could they have treats

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Ash @unseelieash.kawaii.social · 10/06/2026

I'll be honest I thought I'd have more to choose from with this word. 😆 ⚔️ #ficwip #wordgamewednesday

He has been married for a single night, betrothed for less than a month, and before that would never have known the name to give these feelings. He has discovered that once he allowed himself, loving Wei Ying was astonishingly easy. He had only to stop fighting what he did not understand, and it became the most natural thing in the world.

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Ash @unseelieash.kawaii.social · 01/04/2026

If you have never thought about LWJ as a cookie before, please consider this Hot Cross Bunny I found at Borough Market.

A cookie in the shape of a bunny’s face with chocolate button eyes and a white smartie nose

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Ash @unseelieash.kawaii.social · 31/03/2026

Happy Trans Day of visibility from whoever drew all over the pavement in front of the theatre showing Cursed Child. 🏳️‍⚧️

Outside a theatre showing Harry Potter and the Cursed Child, a trans flag and many trans rights slogans are written in chalk. Some examples (it’s not possible to read then all from this angle) are Stop Funding Hate, Trans Rights are Human Rights, Transphobia Kills, Trans Kids Deserve Better, Trans Healthcare Now, People are People and Trans Girls Just Wanna Have Rights.

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Ash @unseelieash.kawaii.social · 18/03/2026

The thing is teen!LWJ's brain is prone to sudden collapse. 😆 #wangxian #wordgamewednesday #ficwip

Wei Ying’s body was streaked with moonlight and shadow from the slats of the window, his eyes bright silver coins in the darkness. It was not the first time to look at each other, but Lan Wangji thought he would never get tired of it, of the smooth golden expanse of Wei Ying’s skin, the way his gaze followed Wangji like a lodestone.
Wei Ying grinned at him, so devastatingly bright that Lan Wangji’s brain shorted out, and then seized the moment of confusion to haul him in for a kiss.

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Ash @unseelieash.kawaii.social · 15/03/2026

So I wrote a new #DragonAge #fic! It's such a rarepair that I had to create a new relationship tag, and well out of my usual wheelhouse, but oh well. A friend's smut prompt got way out of hand... Cheesy romance with some magical mystery involved was a lot of fun! archiveofourown.org/works/81131131

AO3 summary for a fic: title: Les cœurs perdus
by Ashura
Pairing: Cullen Rutherford/Marquis of Serault
Tags: Falling in Love, Mutual Pining, Epistolary, Epistolary Erotica, Explicit Sexual Content, Spicy Letters, Love Letters, Fluff, Romance, Background Case, Masturbation, Sexual Fantasies, Does What it Says on the Tin, also some weird magic, knowing your spymaster friend is reading your mail
Summary: Cullen expected to hate everyone at Halamshiral, but an encounter with the mercurial, mysterious Marquise of distant Serault proves difficult to forget. When they strike up a correspondence, it leads to feelings neither one can deny (and letters Cullen would prefer to keep hidden). With the end of the world fast approaching, it doesn't seem like the time for a long-distance love affair - especially one that needs to survive magical mysteries, Orlesian politics, and Corypheus himself. But as he begins to find a freedom in the unconventional relationship, the Commander of the Inquisition begins to deal with the struggles of his past and a burgeoning hope for the future.

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Ash @unseelieash.kawaii.social · 27/02/2026

Post a pic you took, no context, to bring some zen to the feed.

A Chinese garden. Trees are reflected in a rippling lake in front of a stone bridge. A pagoda roof peeks out from a tree behind.

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Ash @unseelieash.kawaii.social · 25/02/2026

Sometimes these just fit, right? 😆 Have a little more of my baby newlywed #wangxian again. #ficwip #wordgamewednesday

He does try the dish made for Wei Ying by his sister, and likes it about as well as predicted. The spice goes straight up his nose until his eyes water, the texture of the meat makes him far too conscious it is something dead, but unlike at the beginning of the summer, Wei Ying just shrugs and takes the bowl back.

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Ash @unseelieash.kawaii.social · 18/02/2026

Yeah I know, stretching that 'the sentence' thing again, but just see what treats come with it! #ficwip #wordgamewednesday #wangxian

Wangji sniffs. ‘Wei Ying is presentable now.’ It is absolutely a lie. Wei Ying is naked; he is sweaty and disheveled and bruised and covered in the evidence of both the morning’s and the previous night’s activities. He is unfairly stunning. It is confusing. Wangji always looks like himself, but Wei Ying always seems to find new ways to be blindingly beautiful.

Wei Ying snorts half-heartedly and pushes at him. ‘And Lan Zhan is going to have to copy the rules a hundred times if he lies like that. Or lets his new husband go out looking so far from respectable.’ He leans up his head to steal a kiss that leaves Wangji dizzy. ‘You know we can do more of this later, right? If you help me put clothes on, it just means getting to take them off again.’

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Ash @unseelieash.kawaii.social · 14/02/2026

It's Valentine's Day, so have a non-exhaustive look at some of my favourite #DragonAge OC romances!

A digital scrapbook page consisting of a number of scattered 'polaroid' pictures featuring video game characters kissing.

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Ash @unseelieash.kawaii.social · 07/02/2026

This AirBnB has Netflix so the bunnies figured they would have a chill afternoon

Toy bunnies in an armchair watching an episode of The Untamed on a tv

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Ash @unseelieash.kawaii.social · 21/01/2026

Yeah, yeah, it's more than a sentence. Makes more sense that way! 😆 What does a LXC in seclusion need? A puzzle from his brother-in-law, obviously. #wordgamewednesday #ficwip

‘Wei-gongzi,’ he greets. Expectant, curious, and not moving away from the door.

Those eyes flicker over him, and suddenly Xichen feels vulnerable, seen, as if Wei Wuxian possesses some preternatural ability to pierce through the shield of his skin and lay his soul bare. He watches that keen gaze take in his inadequate dress, the slump of his shoulders and the weariness beneath his eyes. He refuses to acknowledge it, to squirm beneath it, and after a moment Wei Wuxian grins brightly, and bows.

‘Zewu-jun,’ he says politely, as if he were still a visiting disciple and not a permanent resident of Cloud Recesses, as if he were not breaking several rules simply by existing here, in this space. ‘This one apologises for intruding on your meditation. I have a problem that could benefit greatly from your advice, if you are able to indulge me for a while.’

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Ash @unseelieash.kawaii.social · 13/01/2026

For dear Lan Sizhui's birthday, here is a fic I wrote about him, a little over a year ago: archiveofourown.org/works/60208435

The Shape of Home by Ashura
Summary:
‘How do you do it? Stay here,’ Sizhui says, and his voice drops, as if they might be overheard, although the garden is silent and Hanguang-jun is not here. ‘Put up with it. The way they treat you — the way Elder Zhengyi spoke just now.’ The way they speak to him so often when Hanguang-jun is not there to hear it, their loathing toothless but barely concealed. ‘Live among people who wanted to kill you?’

‘Ah.’ Wei Wuxian meets Sizhui’s eyes, his face closed tight and asks, ‘How do you?’
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Sizhui deals with some feelings. Wei Wuxian helps.

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Ash @unseelieash.kawaii.social · 02/01/2026

Probably. (Excuse the random lines, idek)

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Ash @unseelieash.kawaii.social · 01/01/2026

Missed this yesterday, so something a little late and a lot happy. #ficwip #wordgamewednesday

Jiang Yanli was waiting for them inside the gates, and only then did Wei Ying let go of Lan Wangji’s hand so he could throw himself at her. She laughed, her bright eyes glittering with affection, and managed an awkward bow to Lan Wangji around the clinging of her brother.

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Ash @unseelieash.kawaii.social · 25/12/2025

Day 12! We made it! Post: ashkitty.dreamwidth.org/1201583.html Fic: Snowflakes (Star Trek, K/S, G) archiveofourown.org/works/35405 Song: O Holy Night youtu.be/ITIaYoWCPkE Fic: Wizards in Winter, vibishan (Young Wizards/Calvin & Hobbes, G) archiveofourown.org/collections/...

Snowflakes (Star Trek Reboot, Kirk/Spock, G)

‘Spock was already pulling out his tricorder. "It appears to be...life, Jim. Plant life," he said slowly. Spock had a lot of ways of speaking slowly. There was the way that meant he was thinking, and the way that meant he was thinking Jim was an idiot. There was a way that meant he was absolutely determined not to laugh, and a way that meant he was still processing something shocking. This was a new one, though, Jim thought. It was almost wonder.’

Song: O Holy Night

Rec: Wizards in Winter by Vibishan (Calvin & Hobbes/Young Wizards, G)

The one where Calvin becomes a wizard. I don't know what else to say about it beyond that - but look, you know (if you know Young Wizards) that the younger the wizard, the more raw power. And that wizards are offered the Oath when they're needed. Anyway, I knew from the beginning this was the rec I wanted to end on.

Merry Christmas.

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Ash @unseelieash.kawaii.social · 24/12/2025

11! Post: ashkitty.dreamwidth.org/1201391.html Fic:The Art of Courtly Love (Arthur/Guinevere/Lancelot, M) archiveofourown.org/works/139123 Song: Personent Hodie, Mediæval Bæbes youtu.be/tWOGizYAndY Rec: So Pleasing a Thing by raja815 (Star Trek: TOS, Kirk/Spock, T) archiveofourown.org/works/600057

The Art of Courtly Love (Arthur/Lancelot/Guinevere, Arthurian Legend)
Rated M

‘It was Christmas night, so the king and queen held a feast. The hall was trimmed with holly and mistletoe above the doors, and a poet from the North had sung of heroes and lovers. Arthur sat in the centre of the high table with Guinevere and Lancelot on his left and his right. The stewards had brought in the second subtlety, the Blessed Virgin standing atop a map of the world with a gilded model of Camelot in her cupped hands.’

Song: Personent Hodie (Mediæval Bæbes version). Attested in a 16th-century Finnish hymbook, it seems to come from a 14th-century song and who knows prior to that. Not the oldest medieval Christmas hymn I have, but one that catches the feeling of the fic better than some others.

Rec: So Pleasing a Thing by Raja815.(Star Trek TOS, Kirk/Spock)
Rated T

This follows Kirk and Spock after they've sorted themselves out post-Gol and post-V'ger and got married, but both being devoted to their careers as well as each other, they have some rough patches. What I love is how the author shows the difficulties they're facing, without being melodramatic--just the very real tensions of two overworked people who are devoted to their vocations as well as to each other; there are cultural differences and errors of ignorance, but the depth of their love is never actually in question.

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Ash @unseelieash.kawaii.social · 23/12/2025

Day 10! Post: ashkitty.dreamwidth.org/1201137.html Fic: Apo Koinou (Dead Poets Society, Neil/Todd, T) archiveofourown.org/works/599553 Song: River, Joni Mitchell youtu.be/3NH-ctddY9o Rec: Renovation by EdosianOrchids901 (Good Omens, G) archiveofourown.org/works/76194566

Rated T

‘They've all retired for the night, or at least scattered. Jeffrey's gone to phone his girlfriend in Boston, his parents have gone to their room to read. Todd sits alone on the living room floor in his pyjamas and bathrobe, knees pulled up to his chest, watching the twinkling coloured lights on the Christmas tree. He lets his eyes unfocus slowly, and the lights become blurry, dancing flickers of colour, shifting at the edges of his vision.’

Song: River, Joni Mitchell

Fic rec: Renovation by EdosianOrchids901 (Good Omens, G)

This is a tiny wee drabble, but so sweet: Aziraphale presents Crowley with a Christmas tree. Crowley pretends (tries?) to hate it.

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Ash @unseelieash.kawaii.social · 22/12/2025

Day 9! Post: ashkitty.dreamwidth.org/1200799.html Fic: In the Bleak Midwinter (TDIR, Will/Bran, M) archiveofourown.org/works/148124 Song: In the Bleak Midwinter youtu.be/pTzqMi2AQF8 Rec: forever can never be long enough for me by isshun (modern wangxian, T) archiveofourown.org/works/36612928

In the Bleak Midwinter (TDIR, Bran/Will)
Rated M

‘He set aside the pile of undergraduate essays he'd been marking, leaning against the window to stare out of it for a while, watching Wales unfold welcoming before him. At least, he mused, that was how it felt – like the prodigal son returning to his father's fold. It was different from going home, where he could feel the fields of Buckinghamshire folding around him whenever he went back to see his parents, but it was similar, too. I know you, the land seemed to say. I remember you. You belong here.’

Song: In the Bleak Midwinter, a Carols from King's version for our choir boy (though Let It Snow might work too, of course!)

Fic rec:forever can never be long enough for me by isshun (modern wangxian)
Rated T

A Dongzhi fic for solstice. WWX takes LWJ along to his family celebrations, where LWJ and JYL bond over making him food. It's a bit soppy and very sweet, which is just what the longest night of the year needs.

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Ash @unseelieash.kawaii.social · 21/12/2025

Day 8! Post: ashkitty.dreamwidth.org/1200590.html Fic: Ghost of Christmas Past (Star Trek, K/S, G) archiveofourown.org/works/1097296 Song: God Rest Ye Merry, Gentlemen youtu.be/HGVNzgUxE-g Rec: The Maine Thing (Is You Send a Card), Comfect (Untamed, Wangxian AU) archiveofourown.org/works/28294410

The Ghost of Christmas Past

‘Jim's face was as warm as his hands, and his pulse beat solidly beneath Spock's fingertips. He blinked slowly, and Spock's vision blurred as he was pulled into the depths of Jim Kirk's memory. He could tell that Jim, despite having no expertise in mind-melds, was trying desperately to keep the chaos of his mind in order, and push to the forefront the things that had to with the other Spock. But there was a sense as well, beneath the solidness of memory, that he was offering so much more.’

A song to go with it: God Rest Ye Merry, Gentlemen (Barenaked Ladies & Sarah McLachlan)
About a million years ago, Barenaked Ladies were (one of?) the first band(s) I ever saw live in concert, mostly because they were opening for the Violent Femmes. Teenage!me queued up for a free show at a Seattle festival for hours and it was so worth it.

A fic rec: The Maine Thing (Is That You Send a Card) (wangxian modenr au) by Comfect
Look, I binged a lot of Christmas fics last year, and this is one I remember enjoying. It's a Hallmark-inspired wangxian fic. but unlike actual Hallmark movies, the characterisation is top-notch. And wangxian, so the pining is of course delicious.

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