Ash

@unseelieash

Fanfic writer, fanart admirer. fandom old (may remember you from lj). dragon age (m!Handers) and mdzs (wangxian) at the moment. sometimes nsfw. This is just a fannish account to talk nerd stuff in peace. AI hater.

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Ash@unseelieash· Jun 10

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.

Ash@unseelieash· Jun 3

oh I almost forgot about this one! #ficwip #wordgamewednesday

‘Ah—one last thing.’ Wen Qing sounded a little startled herself, and Yanli watched the shadows shift around her again before she lifted her hands to the window. Heavy chains hung from her arms, bulky and out of place against her delicate wrists. She unfolded her fingers to hold her open hand at the edge of the gap. A lotus seed rested in her palm, peeled and rubbed smooth.

Ash@unseelieash· May 27

Something soft for today's #ficwip #wordgamewednesday. 🌸

Wangji is looking. A soft rain of flowers, loose petals carried dancing downward by the breeze like snowflakes in summer. Wei Ying clings to his arm, face tilted up toward the sky. A stray petal lands on his cheek, pale against his sunkissed skin, and his nose twitches as he blows it away. Lan Wangji can barely breathe. The fluttering white blossoms are beautiful, and Wei Ying more beautiful still.

Ash@unseelieash· May 20

Well well, what have we here....? #ficwip #wordgamewednesday

Jiang Wanyin lets out a long, slow breath; his first movement since Wangji started to speak. ‘Fuck.’
Wangji bows his head. He may not have used quite the same vocabulary, but they are in full agreement on the assessment of the situation. ‘I do not know exactly when, or how. Only that it happened before he…went missing.’

Ash@unseelieash· May 6

just some brother-in-law bonding time! #ficwip #wordgamewednesday

The dilemma, unsurprisingly, is one of musical cultivation and resentful energy. That alone should give Xichen pause — he still remembers how innocent a much younger Wei Wuxian sounded, debating with Lan Qiren about Yu the Great and the flood and the use of an angry corpse — but as he listens, he relaxes. Wei Wuxian lays out a puzzle: something steeped in resentful energy that cannot be completely contained or controlled, but might be made dormant. It is clever, and interesting, and Xichen is intrigued in spite of himself.

Ash@unseelieash· Apr 15

It's #wordgamewednesday again! #ficwip #wangxian

His arms are very tight around Wei Ying, who makes a small noise and struggles against him. ‘Aiya, let me breathe. If we’re going to talk about this, Lan Zhan, you have to be gentle with me.’

It is not the kind of thing Wei Ying usually says and means, and so Lan Wangji takes it seriously and loosens his hold. He does not let go.

Ash@unseelieash· Apr 1

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

Ash@unseelieash· Mar 31

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.

Ash@unseelieash· Mar 18

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.

Ash@unseelieash· Mar 15

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.

Ash@unseelieash· Mar 11

oh wow whatever could it be 😇 #ficwip #wangxian #wordgamewednesday

Wei Ying’s fingers skated across his warm palm and laced their fingers together. ‘I have something to show you,’ he said, his eyes fixed somewhere around Wangji’s collarbone. ‘It’s very scandalous. I’ll probably want to keep you up quite late afterward. Do you want me to show you now, or would you rather sleep and see what it is tomorrow?’

Ash@unseelieash· Mar 4

nothing to see here but lwj bites 😁 #ficwip #wordgamewednesday

Wei Ying laughs again, breathless and delighted, and nudges Wangji back toward the bed. ‘My husband may have no choice,’ he admits, and his teeth scrape across the ridge of Wangji’s collarbone, ‘if he exhausts me so thoroughly this morning as he did last night!’

Ash@unseelieash· Feb 27

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.

Ash@unseelieash· Feb 25

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.

Ash@unseelieash· Feb 18

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.’

Ash@unseelieash· Feb 14

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.

Ash@unseelieash· Feb 7

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

Ash@unseelieash· Feb 4

*innocent humming* #ficwip #wordgamewednesday #wangxian

But Wei Ying shook his head, leaning in to nuzzle at his neck. ‘I know you can, but you don’t have to. I’ll try not to keep you awake every night.’ His teeth grazed so lightly over Wangji’s throat it could almost — almost — be accidental. ‘Some of them, though.’

Wangji was abruptly much less tired. ‘I would be very disappointed if you did not.’

Ash@unseelieash· Jan 28

Ah, #ficwip #wordgamewednesday, my favourite part of Wednesdays!

He felt consumed, until every pulse of breath in his body and every nerve ending and every beat of his thundering heart existed only when Wei Ying touched him. The memory is somehow both a dazed blur, and holds an exquisite amount of detail that Wangji will never get out of his head.

Ash@unseelieash· Jan 21

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.’

Ash@unseelieash· Jan 13

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?’
---
Sizhui deals with some feelings. Wei Wuxian helps.

Ash@unseelieash· Jan 2

Probably. (Excuse the random lines, idek)

Ash@unseelieash· Jan 1

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.

Ash@unseelieash· Dec 25

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.

Ash@unseelieash· Dec 24

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.

Ash@unseelieash· Dec 23

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.

Ash@unseelieash· Dec 22

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.

Ash@unseelieash· Dec 21

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.

Ash@unseelieash· Dec 20

Day 7! Post: ashkitty.dreamwidth.org/1200295.html Fic: Satinalia story (Dragon Age, G) archiveofourown.org/works/44206237 Song: Six White Boomers (yes really) youtu.be/-hAZntgBLdo Rec: hurry down my chimney tonight by gusuvibes (Wangxian AU, T) archiveofourown.org/works/280244...

Dragon Age Calendar 2023: An Appreciative Audience. Varric tells stories. It’s too short to say more.

‘Varric coughs pointedly. “If none of you want to hear this….” A chorus of apologies, as if anyone could stop Varric telling a story once he’s started. There’s a bite in the crisp Satinalia air, beneath the bonfire-scent of autumn, and lazy sparks float from the crackling fire like tiny stars. There are toasts and gifts and ghost stories, and laughter echoing across the hazy hillside.’

A song:I did actually manage to find a Christmas song about a dragon, but it was incredibly cheesy, so you're getting Six White Boomers instead.

And a rec for the road! hurry down my chimney tonight by gusuvibes. (Untamed AU, wangxian)
Rated T

NHS convinces JC and WWX to work as Santa's Elves for the local mall's Christmas grotto. LWJ brings his adorable child A-Yuan to see Santa. You see where things are going.

Ash@unseelieash· Dec 19

Day 6! Post: ashkitty.dreamwidth.org/1199923.html Fic: Paradox (Oxford Time Travel, Gen, G) archiveofourown.org/works/2777774 Song: Stop the Cavalry youtu.be/qzG0IiyVog4 Rec: Once and Future by phoenixflight (TDIR, Will/Bran, T) archiveofourown.org/chapters/891...