deities

*Collection of Original and Explicit Short Stories* *Open For Any Requests* *Those who wish to make requests, Please read the Introduction Chapter*

Wei Wuxian is happy with his new family. After all; he has a great husband, a wonderful son, and even a kind brother-in-law. But that didn't last long, not when his A-Yuan is now laid in his arms, bloodied, cold, and not breathing. Wei Wuxian could only cradle him to his chest, but A-Yuan's soul is still here. A-Yuan's soul is strong. All it needs is a body, and all Wei Wuxian ever wanted is a child born of him and his husband.

Itadori Yuuji is terribly unlucky. An unfortunate curse constantly looming over him, no matter how he tries to fix it. He comes across a shrine by chance and decides to pray, after all, what harm could it do?

Eren Jaeger was fucked. Ironically in both the figurative and literal sense.On the one hand, there was the misfortune of having made a colossally stupid bet with one Jean Kirschtein involving the two of them racing to get laid ASAP. If he failed that, he would be figuratively fucked.On the other hand, if he were to succeed in completing the bet, he would be well and truly fucked in the most literal sense of the word.

An adventurer finds herself tangled in vines while exploring a ruined temple in the Central American rainforests.

“Your grace?” The human stuttered, eyes wide as he clung to Minho. “I don’t mean any harm. I simply want to devote my life to your shrine, to pay-” “Silence!” Minho yelled at the human and the whole valley grew silent at his words. Even the wind stopped whistling as it played with the leaves of the weeping willow. “I do not have followers, I do not have believers, and I do not accept devotion from anyone. You will never become a believer of mine,” Minho said, his words echoing the vow he had made to himself when he had been thrown out of the heavens. "You do not belong." Or; it isn't unheard of for a human to fall in love with a deity, but it is most peculiar when a god falls for a mortal. Minho doesn't think he will ever be able to trust a human again, but somehow Chan manages to make his way into Minho's heart.

Everyone knows who Victor Nikiforov is. Even shepherds and beggars, even children of such. So when Yuuri’s hunting trip takes him almost to the other side of the forest and he’s caught by men with the flaming sun insignia embossed in the gold of their breastplates, Yuuri knows who he is being dragged to meet. He just doesn’t know why.