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In recent years, Wreck realises — he doesn’t see Nice in the colour white. Too boring, too one sided, everything that Nice is not. No, Wreck thinks, Nice is not white, doesn’t remind him of the colour white. He’s a refraction; cerulean in his eyes, rose on his cheeks and nose in the early winter mornings, peach-orange when his hair reflects the sunset, overlooking the city with a quiet, gentle gaze. Colours, everywhere, rebounding all around Wreck’s vision, Nice in the centre of it all, glowing, the one true clarity in this harsh, blurry world.
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what happened the night before nice died
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Cheng Xiaoshi is often plagued by nightmares.
If he had a chance to take a pill to never sleep again, he would take it, physical repercussions be damned. He both hates and craves the act of resting, the idea of being able to experience nothingness for hours at a time sounding like a fantasy.
But more often than not, on his old, worn out bunk, he can feel the horror creeping up on him in his subconscious, leaving room for dread, a feeling worse than having to face the real thing.
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cheng xiaoshi feels like a kid, and Lu guang is there to hold him
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you cant force the stars to align (when theyve already died) by wiayhd
Fandoms: 时光代理人 | Link Click (Cartoon)
02 Feb 2024
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His fingers fumble on the tattered loose threads of the couch, moonlight highlighting every crease and fold of his overshirt as it shifts and fumbles with each hazardous breath he takes.
The rain on the glass pounds harder, as if reading his mood.
”Cheng Xiaoshi, please,” He begins in a broken tone.
”That’s not an answer,” Cheng Xiaoshi snaps, “If you can’t tell me everything at least tell me this one fucking thing. How many times?”
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my take on how well cxs would handle lgs secret if told. Thats to say, not well.
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come rest your bones next to me (and toss all your thoughts out to sea) by wiayhd
Fandoms: 时光代理人 | Link Click (Cartoon)
02 Jan 2024
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The wind shifts the fifth time Lu Guang goes back.
He doesn’t take note of it.
He doesn’t take note on how the leaves look yellower, or how the sun seems to glare down at him, as if punishing him for going against his own morals. He doesn’t take note of how the camera feels heavier in his hands, not when he has Cheng Xiaoshi sitting right in front of him, hands on the coffee table, grinning, cheeks curving to match his eyes.
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three times where Lu Guang dives back and one time he can finally rest
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And Lu Guang shivers. He hasn’t been touched like this in years, in days and months and seconds, he hasn’t been touched with this much love and fondness that he groans with want.
“Lu Guang,” Cheng Xiaoshi murmurs, “Lu Guang.”
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the boys sure get intimate
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Parched for blood, away he wanders, from all the people he could take it back in the dining hall, and his beloved priest follows, curious and cunning, behind him with thoughts he can't decipher with the expression he wears on his face.
In a world like this where he's concealed his identity for years and years over, and stuck in those kinds of glorious events that goes on even after the clock bell strikes midnight, there was absolutely no way he could let himself indulge in his desires just like that. For a reknowned great figure to disappear so suddenly and for so long, who wouldn't raise questions in their minds?
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21 Jan 2026
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His lips parted slightly
Lu Guang was painfully lonely
Art was supposed to help him but what could you do to forget someone when that person is your muse.
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Lu Guang brings himself to try sculpture for the first time, but making Cheng Xiaoshi his subject was a mistake -
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It's Valentine's Day in the studio.
(title is felt like home — teen blush)