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    this harbored deluge for you and i // 像我和你需要下一场雨 by

    Fandoms: 山河令 | Word of Honor (TV 2021)  

    21 Jun 2021

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    Three months. He’ll stay three months. Just long enough for that shrimpy Zhang Chengling to wean into this new world, and then he’ll leave. Just three months he’ll allow himself that brassy, beautiful line cook, who barked the most flirtatious insult at Zhou Zishu as he charged down the cracked asphalt with a towering pallet jack of wholesale soy sauce boxes; his voice magnetic like an army general’s, clear above the rumbling gallop of his condiment fleet.

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    chaperoning a new orphan across the Pacific runs into complications.

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    02 Jul 2021

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    your flower rain at the end of the road // 长路终点满天花雨 by

    Fandoms: 山河令 | Word of Honor (TV 2021), 天涯客 | Faraway Wanderers - priest  

    19 May 2021

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    “What’s next?” Wen Kexing finds that he doesn't want to know, but he asks anyway.

    “Scent, touch, hearing, and then sight.”

    He pulls Zhou Zishu’s face down to his neck. “What’s this smell?”

    “Um, the green bottle with the cork—no, the agate stopper—on the stool next to the bathtub.”

    Wen Kexing lets him go, reassured at least by that. He thinks for a while, and needles out, “So all this time, I’ve been cooking for someone who can’t even taste the hard work I put in.”

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    cooking for a dying person in the shadow of his old home, until his self-destruct button can be safely turned off.

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    28 May 2021

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    raining from a hapless cloud by

    Fandoms: 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV), 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù  

    10 Jul 2020

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    “You stood up for him,” Lan Wangji says.

     

    Lan Wangji is staring at him, still holding Wei Wuxian tight. Wen Ning slams the oars into the lake a little harder than he’d meant to.

     

    Moments between three people.

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    21 Apr 2021

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    history (proud to call your own) by

    Fandoms: 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV), 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù  

    30 Mar 2020

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    “A-Yuan? Um—Lan-gongzi,” Wen Ning corrects, trying to set a good example. The children are young, seven and eight, exactly a dozen of them lined up in two crisp lines of tiny blue and white robes. Wen Ning can feel them staring at him, even though most of them have already mastered that Lan trick of neutrality. The smallest, a little girl with liquid dark eyes, is clinging to her nearest shijie’s sleeve and half-hiding. “Can I—what can I do for you?”

     

    Wen Ning gets himself recruited for services, while he and Sizhui are visiting Cloud Recesses. Wei Wuxian gets a fan club.

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    23 Feb 2021

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    and tomorrow comes by for doctorcakeray

    Fandoms: 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV)  

    25 Jun 2020

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    Five Times Wei Wuxian Was Hungry + Once When He Was Not

    It was Wei Ying’s favorite spot to scrounge. The morning’s cook cut the vegetables carelessly-- there was always a good few mouthfuls to gnaw off the cabbage and radish ends, the onions and peppers. He remembered having roasted potatoes before, with his mother and father, but it was hard lighting fires. And as soon as things started smelling good, other people came, or dogs.

    Raw potatoes though-- they were barely sweet, crisp, and grainy. He chewed them more for entertainment than because they filled him up. He’d gotten a good instinct for which mouthfuls went the longest ways. Some things stuck to the ribs.

    Wei Ying curled up in a different hollow each night, a different rooftop or alley or meadow or tree, and ran his fingers over the curved ridges of his ribs. He counted them and thought of his mother teaching him arithmetic, moving little twigs and stones into place beside a fire.

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    22 Feb 2021