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Akira watches the door close behind Akechi, watches him disappear from view. He swallows around the scream lodged in his throat. He knows if he doesn't let it out very soon, it's going to explode out of him in the messiest possible way, at the most inconvenient possible time. Considering what he has to do tomorrow, he can't afford that.
He can't do it here. The only possible place is Mementos.
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through the warmth, through the cold (keep running til we're there) by fleurdeliser
Fandoms: 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV)
13 Apr 2021
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Five months into his travels, Wei Wuxian gets word that Lan Wangji has disappeared. Everything changes.
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When A-Yuan gets sick and Wen Qing doesn't have the supplies she needs to properly treat him, Wei Wuxian can only think of one place to go for help.
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plant a little happiness (let the roots run deep) by fleurdeliser
Fandoms: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV)
01 Feb 2020
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After thirteen years away, Dr. Wei Wuxian is back in Gusu. A car accident near his apartment brings someone unexpected back into his life and everything changes for the better.
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my dreams are playing softer now by fleurdeliser
Fandoms: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV)
22 Jan 2020
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With gentle fingers he lifts Wangji's chin and his eyes go wide when he realizes what's going on.
"Lan Zhan, are you--" Wei Wuxian looks up to meet his eyes. "I thought you Lans didn't drink?"
"We don't," Lan Xichen replies. He can't hold in an exasperated sigh. "Except, apparently, where you are involved."
Lan Wangji gets drunk. Lan Xichen doesn't have time for this. Wei Wuxian is confused, but handling it. Cupcakes are involved at one point.
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Aine Lavellan by fleurdeliser, tuesdaysgone
Fandom: Dragon Age - All Media Types, Dragon Age: Inquisition
19 Feb 2015
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Photography-verse by fleurdeliser, tuesdaysgone
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10 Jan 2014
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sceneverse by fleurdeliser, tuesdaysgone
Fandom: Comics Industry RPF, Comics RPF, My Chemical Romance
12 Oct 2013
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best of both worlds by fleurdeliser, tuesdaysgone
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07 Oct 2013
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Timey-Wimey 'verse by fleurdeliser, tuesdaysgone
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28 Dec 2012
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“I’m not mad at you entirely,” he says, and he sees Zhongli’s face mold itself into something hopeful, and another wave of anger washes over Childe in a dizzying wave. “I’m mad at myself.”
Realization jolts through him. It’s—they—he can’t. It can’t be, and yet it is.
He almost says it. Almost. But he can’t, can’t force the words from his lips, and they die on his tongue.
He realizes Zhongli is waiting for him to say more, and he sighs again. “That’s it, okay? It’s over. We’re over.”
No more lunches at Wanmin. No more evening strolls. No more Childe and Zhongli.
In the wake of Zhongli’s betrayal, Childe struggles to come to terms with the fact that his friendship with Zhongli was a lie.
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“No, no,” Childe hisses frantically. He glances down at his trembling hands and— sickly violet twists around his forearms like an ugly vine. Whatever this affliction is, it's interfering with his abyssal energy.
There’s no time to fret over it. Though numb panic sears through his nerves, Childe forces himself into motion, keeping his exhausted body moving through the next wave of attacks. Now aware of it, Childe can sense the corruption within him. It whispers in the back of his mind, it seeps into his bloodstream, it makes his limbs heavy as lead. Pure spite keeps him from succumbing.
Abruptly, the entity before him pulls out a lantern. Childe feels a gravitational shift as it begins to glow. Around him, the Wild Hunt summons begin to writhe. One by one they dissipate into fodder for the flames, the lantern growing ever and ever brighter. With resignation, too tired to move, Childe braces himself for the blow. The concentration of bright light peaks, and even behind closed eyes Childe can see the flare of it —
— but the impact he expects never comes.
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Stationed in Nod Krai, Childe becomes afflicted by Wild Hunt corruption during a fight. Fortunately, Zhongli is more than willing to assist.Bookmarked by fleurdeliser
03 Nov 2025
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Zhongli, meanwhile, sits back in his chair, flabbergasted. “You mean to tell me in your twenty-odd years of life—” Childe corrects his age, clearly proud of his relative youth. “—you have never taken a lover?” He uses this turn of phrase deliberately, and it has the desired effect.
Childe’s face flames. “That’s—that’s not—” He clears his throat and lowers his voice. “We were talking about dating.”
“So you have done neither,” Zhongli says slowly.
Childe has always been too dedicated to the Tsaritsa to find time for intimacy. Zhongli changes that.
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01 Nov 2025
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After overhearing a fascinating story about an obscure temple tucked into some corner of Liyue Harbor, Childe had only meant to have a little fun at Zhongli's expense; he'd earned at least that much after the Osial Incident. Unfortunately for Childe, his track record at outmaneuvering Zhongli isn't exactly stellar.
There's a not-quite hysterical cadence to Childe's quiet words as he leans in closer, sweeping a hand wide to encompass shelves heavy with hundreds upon hundreds of icons and figurines depicting Rex Lapis in various forms both draconic and human, lovingly crafted and singularly, proudly well-endowed. "This is your dick temple," he whispers, for emphasis. "Just — here, in the middle of Liyue Harbor?"
"Worship comes in many forms, as a servant of the Cryo Archon is surely well aware," Zhongli says serenely, eyes narrowing in suspicion when Childe makes a small strangled sound to avoid pointing out the unfortunate innuendo. "What god would turn away a sincere offering?"
"The Tsaritsa doesn't have a dick temple," Childe mutters.
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They have not spoken of the wings again since the explosion at the Intelligentsia Guild laboratory - save for once, one afternoon when Aventurine lay sprawled across Ratio’s lap, utterly exhausted, and Ratio’s hand paused as he threaded his fingers soothingly through Aventurine’s hair.
“You have no obligation to nor do I have any expectations of you, but I hope you will take care of your wings.” Ratio’s voice was quiet and careful, and when Aventurine turned to look up at him, he was still looking at the book in his other hand. Beams of gentle afternoon sunlight splayed across them both, catching the edges of Ratio’s hair and reflecting in his eyes, still on the pages but soft around the edges. “Naturally, should there be anything I can do for you, you have my full support. But should you prefer time and solitude, you need only say the word.”
Aventurine just hummed and rolled onto his side, hiding his face against Ratio’s stomach. Ratio was warm and solid against him. “We can talk about it later, Doc,” he said, words coming soft and slow and his eyelids growing heavy with sleep, “promise.”
Aventurine really did mean it - he still does.
It can’t be too late.
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