NyxsSiren
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my heart's been borrowed (and yours has been blue) by martyrsdaughter for giantomelette
Fandoms: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV)
27 Aug 2021
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The man standing at Lan Xichen’s side has Lan Wangji’s wintry gaze, but he’s far broader at the shoulders than Wei Wuxian remembers. Lan Wangji was always a pretty kid, but to look at him now, the depth of his beauty is nearly arresting. It would be too much for anyone to look at, but something about that frozen, distant expression on his face makes the beauty so sharp it cuts, turning it into something enticing, something Wei Wuxian wants to touch even if it hurts.
… This is that same boy that yelled at him and bit him all those years ago?!
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14 Nov 2021
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know what i need by martyrsdaughter
Fandoms: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
01 Sep 2021
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Now he had Lan Wangji in a bind. It was well known to him that Lan Wangji enjoyed his screams, and his wails, and his pleading for mercy. So he could not say no, Wei Ying, I do not like it when you scream. Yet it was obvious that this was not the reason Lan Wangji was so focused on his chest, because he could get such a reaction doing a myriad of other things.
Wei Wuxian just wanted to see if maybe, this time, he could trick Lan Wangji into saying it aloud.
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14 Nov 2021
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like a magpie and a ring by martyrsdaughter for wwxwashere
Fandoms: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV)
13 Nov 2021
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“Don’t worry,” Wei Wuxian said, patting Lan Wangji’s bicep. “I remember how you reacted to seeing porn; since you don’t know anything, I’ll take the lead.”
Lan Wangji didn’t acknowledge him, not even with a single sound. Wei Wuxian was expecting something like that. It wasn’t like Lan Wangji was fond of such vulgar topics, prudish as he was.
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14 Nov 2021
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It made no difference, if the slant of that pinkish smile reminded him so keenly of his father’s lead samurai, or if the chaotic youth still contained in that boy held an eerie reflection to his own reckless childhood, or if the weight so often shut beneath the flicker of cinnamon lashes held a twisting, bitter calling to his own Mikado, all traits crafting a fierce curl of connection (protectiveness) in him, for reasons he could do little to fathom.
All he cared about (or had, before) was returning, blood and bone and alive.
The only thing he hadn’t planned for was the ache that curled beneath his gut, now—a wretched, venomous thing—when he thought of crossing the threshold of those palace gates alone.
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09 Nov 2021
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this is what happens (when the curtains are drawn) by parareve
Fandoms: Tsubasa: Reservoir Chronicle
23 Jan 2019
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“Let me make one thing clear,” he seethes, dangerously quiet, and the air crackles with the first strikes of lightning, Syaoran’s own shoulders drawn uncomfortably still in the unwanted space between them, goldish eyes flicking quick from one to the other. “I’m not going to hear one more word out of you until you are in a chair, and that is off.”
Kurogane’s eyes barely touch his own as his nostrils flare with a silent breath, jaw clenched shut.
“Got that?” rumbles Fai.
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09 Nov 2021