11 Bookmarks by nessX0
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Who Do I Think I Am? by GabzJones
Fandoms: 天官赐福 - 墨香铜臭 | Tiān Guān Cì Fú - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, 天官赐福 | Heaven Official's Blessing (Cartoon)
09 Jan 2026
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"It's not that, it's just… San Lang's class has the viewing for their portfolios that day. It's really important, and I said I'd go for emotional support. You could come, too." Xie Lian explained.
Shi Qingxuan sighed dramatically, "That's sweet, but I don't need to spend the evening being a third wheel while you make doe eyes at your new boyfriend."
Xie Lian stumbled, taken off guard by such an accusation, "What?" He laughed, shaking his head, "Friend. He's my friend."
"Yeah, for now," Shi Qingxuan appeared oblivious to Xie Lian's shock, doubling down, "When are you going to ask him out, anyway? Or are you hoping he'll make the first move? Because I totally understand wanting him to ask you, but sometimes you just have to risk the rejection to get what you want."
"Qingxuan," Xie Lian said their name sternly, hoping to make them stop before they made this any more awkward than it already was, "I'm straight, okay?"
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The one where Xie Lian learns some things about his sexuality
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26 Jan 2026
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“I-I brought you something,” the guy carries on shyly, one hand rooting around in his pocket. “It should be like this, because you gave me my coat back.”
“Oh,” Charles frowns, taken aback. “It was only polite, you don’t need- holy fuck, is that a ring?”
How much do you really know about belonging and magical creatures? More than Charles, hopefully.
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- Part 34 of lestappen sundays (fic collection)
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24 Jan 2026
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Lando seems to note that down. And then he pauses, body jerking, with his pen hovering over his paper. Oscar shifts in his seat when he realises Lando isn't throwing the next question at him yet. Just when he's thinking of prodding the other man, get him to boot back up and resume functioning again—
“Are you single?” Lando suddenly shouts, a bit too loudly. Way too loudly. He’s attracted stares.
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21 Jan 2026
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Oscar returns from Australia tanned, jacked, and dumb enough to let his friends choose his costume for George’s birthday party.
Lando is a musical theater enthusiast with a lifelong hyperfixation with Rocky Horror.Or: where Lando realizes George’s “painfully straight” rugby friend is hotter than he remembered and Oscar discovers he might have a thing for pretty boys in fishnets.
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21 Jan 2026
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In their second season together at McLaren, Oscar's parents invite Lando for dinner ahead of the Australian GP. A heavy storm turns the dinner invitation into an involuntary multi-day sleepover in Oscar's childhood bedroom.
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19 Jan 2026
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Lando wins an Oscar, but once he sees Mr. Piastri on the big video screen he knows he wants another one
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18 Jan 2026
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Grand Inquisitor Lando prided himself on being the Demon Army's most creative interrogator. His latest captive, the Imperial "Princess" Oscar, was about to face his deadliest methods yet: soft blankets, delicious food, and aggressively friendly demons.
The only problem? The more Lando tortured him, the more he wanted to spoil him.
**Inspired by and based on the anime and light novel 'Tis Time for "Torture", Princess**
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17 Jan 2026
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The boys are just hanging out after school when Naruto brings up the subject of kissing. Sasuke's not entirely sure where his best friend's going with this but he humors him anyway.
One thing leads to another...
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Sasuke is objectively aware of the fact that coming back to Konoha for Naruto's birthday to surprise him is probably a bad idea. What he doesn't expect is for the idiot to think he's just a hallucination, though.
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"You're not really here," Naruto repeats, reaching out. He touches Sasuke's arm, and his eyebrows knit together.
Sasuke lets him, curious to see how far he'll go.
"You're warm," Naruto says, with a hint of surprise in his tone. "Huh. Usually my imagination makes you cold."
Sasuke almost wants to laugh. Almost.
"Not a hallucination," he repeats.
"Yeah, sure."
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Open Arms by CecropiaCrown for wolphalia
Fandoms: 天官赐福 - 墨香铜臭 | Tiān Guān Cì Fú - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
02 Jul 2024
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Mu Qing hates being touched—or at least that's what he says. Feng Xin knows this about his friend and roommate and he respects it wholeheartedly. He would never cross that clearly defined boundary.
But in those quiet hours before dawn, there are many hidden things that can come to light.
_________Written for the Fengqing Gotcha for Gaza Event!
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07 Jan 2026
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Distance Makes the Heart Grow Fucking Annoyed by thekeyholder for viari9
Fandoms: 天官赐福 - 墨香铜臭 | Tiān Guān Cì Fú - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, 天官赐福 | Heaven Official's Blessing (Cartoon), 天官赐福 | Heaven Official's Blessing (Webcomic)
25 Oct 2025
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Trope subversion: Rather than a forced proximity curse, a curse forces Feng Xin and Mu Qing to stay away from each other at all times.
At first, they think it’s a total blessing. Finally an excuse to not deal with each other! Surely this means less fighting, more productivity!
They’re told to stay away from each other until the cure is found, but habit is habit… They find themselves trying to sit with each other during meetings, waiting up for the other to walk side-by-side, or just… going about their day together as they have for 800 years. Every time, the curse acts up. It’s so annoying! They accidentally trigger it each hour! They keep swearing they’ll stay apart for good this time, yet..Having to force themselves to keep their distance, it makes them confess their feelings... which leads to inappropriate use of the communication array.
