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feel anything (lulin, e, 3200 words)

Chapter 142 missing scene fic for @cutiesubinnie for the danmei gotcha for gaza!

Post-reunion awkwardness, some melancholy, some reconnection, some lurking kinks we're trying not to notice,

The room was dark, only fragments of light filtering through the curtains. It gave Jingheng a suspended feeling, as though all that existed was the bed, and his body, and Lu Bixing. It was claustrophobic in the way sitting in a free-floating light mech could be claustrophobic: the sphere of existence so reduced, and space so vast around it. There had been a moment, very long ago, when that kind of claustrophobia had left his body entirely; there had been another, more recently, when it returned. Lu Bixing pressed his fingers into Jingheng's hips, holding him down on the bed. The small points of contact ached, and the skin around them buzzed with a different feeling. Electric. "Oh?" Jingheng murmured. "You'll imprison me?" "Yeah," Lu Bixing said.

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to take in & not let go (cangji/jinglin, e, 5700 words)

Post-wedding dragon sex: the fic!

They stumble together, still kissing, until Jinglin's back is to the wall, his head cradled safely in Cangji's palm. He arches against Cangji, wanting. Didn't it rain—another day—when Jinglin committed himself for the first time. A torrent. It's a clear day now, but Jinglin fits against his body in much the same way. He's not quite as thin. He's looser, a little easier in himself. Cangji takes a deep breath, but it only fills his nose and his lungs more thoroughly with Jinglin. The warm scent of him. It does nothing to calm him, to make him steadier in his desire. More kisses, deep and frantic. Is Jinglin crying? Perhaps the one crying is Cangji. Cangji is so happy that he can hardly contain it in this body. His joy pushes at his skin from the inside, tries to make him vast enough to hold it.

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maoer no longer being available on google play exactly when I go to buy spl s3 & qjj ADs is so homophobic tbh———

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I have one single braincell left for everything that isn't work and it's just bouncing rapidly between danmei. the only things I've written this month are a couple random snippets of cezhou porn, a single paragraph about ximang crying, and some incoherent notes about chang geng stress relief ~punishment~. help

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first line meme

tagged by @phneltwrites and I think maybe also a very long time ago by lianzi?

RULES: post the first lines of your last 10 fics/chapters posted on AO3 (if you have less than 10 fics posted, post the first lines of all your fics) and try to draw some conclusions.

The failure of the generator was what woke Zhou Zishu: the choke of it, and then the silence where the quiet buzz of electricity should be. (memory is what makes you older)

Evening falls on the city more quickly, it seems to Zhou Zishu, than it did on the high slopes of his childhood. (a light to drown in)

Wen Kexing does it like an afterthought—as though grabbing something left behind while packing, though they've already checked the hotel room twice. (the third passenger)

The compact Apostolosian ship slid across the deck, a shuddering and only half-controlled sideways skid which splintered the surface below it and brought it, at last, to a hard stop up against a tall curved pillar which, fortunately, no longer held anything up. (splinter)

Jing Beiyuan, naked, sometimes seemed less touchable than ever—but Wuxi touched him anyway. (sincerity)

Wen Kexing was sitting by the river in the sunset, warm light colouring his pale face. (fortune)

This is Gu Yun's Black Iron Battalion: new and bold and well-armed, a handful of veterans but far more people who have before this only fought in other ways with other commanders, or who have barely fought at all. (within the war)

Lin Jingheng was in the attic when Lu Bixing got home. (containment)

In a distant lifetime, Jing Beiyuan said: "No, but nobody cares that much for lying with anyone. They care for power, or for flirtation. Or for money—and such." (ember)

Shen Zechuan was still lying on the bed: an untidy but lovely sprawl of limbs, half-undone robes bunched up around his waist, hair so haphazardly tied that it might even have looked more decent were it simply entirely loose. (gorge)

thoughts:

I definitely expected more of these to be about environment and quality of light etc than actually are - it's what I think of as my default opening gambit, but it actually mostly shows up here in the zzs and wenzhou stories & not so much in pieces for other fandoms. does this mean something.

pretty broad spread here in general, I feel like. I tend to favour a reflective tone, which is complicated when it pushes up against an action sequence opening as in splinter.

to be honest, I'm kind of wandering all over the place wrt to writing, and I don't know if it particularly shows but I feel it looking at the list.

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Gorge (cezhou, e, 1700 words)

post-qudu; sex ft. overstimulation, D/s vibes and thoughts about falconry

"Had enough?" Shen Zechuan asked Xiao Chiye. It was a soft and small-voiced question, slightly pitiable, the way he only was in bed.

Xiao Chiye stroked Shen Zechuan's damp hair back from his face. He held a cup of water out, coaxing Shen Zechuan to drink.

"No," he said, when Shen Zechuan had emptied the cup.

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c2p fic: containment (lulin, e, 2500 words)

prompt fill for lore: character sketch via sex.

post-canon lulin ft. light bondage, some shotgunning, and kinks lin jingheng hasn't really figured out that he has

There are things that Lin Jingheng wants that he can barely find the edges of, much less explain.

Or: sex after a brief separation.

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spl fic: within the war (shen yi & gu yun, gu yun/shen yi-ish, t, 1900 words

prompt fill for lianzi: shen yi and gu yun having weird charged moments in adolescence and young adulthood.

pre-canon relationship study; unexamined kinda romantic feelings which will be staying unexamined; gu yun being hard to look after.

Shen Yi and Gu Yun and the things they are to each other: four scenes from the early years of Gu Yun's command of the Black Iron Battalion.

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tyk fic: fortune (wenzhou, t, 800 words)

prompt fill for mt: zzs pining during canon

mid-canon zzs pining; some difficulty understanding the line between "flirting with" and "fucking with"; an evening by the river; hand holding

To think that Zhou Zishu, after so many dull years in which the problem had seemed to be resolved, would finally discover that his heart had never stopped being foolish.

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✨🌷🌿 prompt me!! 🌿🌷✨

crossposting this belatedly from other sites: I'd like to write some ficlets to shake some dust off my brain and you can help! give me a character/relationship + a brief prompt & I'll try to write you a small something.

fandoms: tian ya ke & qi ye, sha po lang, can ci pin, yuwu, erha, devil venerable also wants to know, tgcf

more notes on content etc below!

in general: I don't usually fill every prompt I get for things like this, and as such you're incredibly welcome to send multiple prompts; nsfw prompts yes; genderbend yes; omegaverse no. this isn't possible on other sites, but if you want to leave a prompt anonymously here via an ask you're welcome to.

on characters & relationships: you can absolutely throw me other stuff to see if it pings my brain, because we're experimenting here, but I'm generally fairly main character & relationship focused, except for qi ye, which is a bit of a free for all (my track record is mostly zzs/various), and devil venerable, where I'm also mildly obsessed w a lot of the female characters; for spl, I also like gu yun/shen yi; for tgcf, I'm also beefleaf curious!

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qi ye fic: sincerity (xiyuan, e, 2100 words)

prompt fill for wildestranger @ bsky: sex re/education

post-canon relationship exploration; learning and re-learning things about sex; trying to have an honest conversation when one of the people involved is jing beiyuan; finding ways forward

Wuxi knew almost nothing, but it still made him want to teach Beiyuan—that it could be different. He wanted to learn to please Beiyuan so well that he forgot to be pretty and became messily beautiful instead.

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Getting back to the routine is always hard for me, even if it’s something I like. This piece is the second approach to the bloody hands idea because with anime one I didn't express what I actually wanted. And this actually has the energy I wanted to put into it. I believe it was more than once when WKX was in some trance state after killing someone, unaware of the surroundings, only thinking of himself, the path he chose, his deeds and emotions, going deep into his thoughts, so his expression gets unreadable. So calm and unattached to what he just did, almost looks like he's smiling. Cold and unpredictable, unbothered.

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The scene from TYK where Zhou Zishu misses his wife so much he carves one-hundred terrible flutes about it.

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what if clem just looks normal (for her) but in her attic there's a painting of her that's slowly melting

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I've been thinking about them recently, and this is one of my favourite pieces I've ever made of them. Made for Tian Ya Ke week 2022, which was a wonderful experience.

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fic I've posted since I was last on tumblr: a quick masterpost. remember to check the tags on ao3, since this is a super brief summary!

qi ye

a light to drown in (he yunxing/zhou zishu & zhou zishu -> liang jiuxiao, e, 9800 words) / As the Capital approaches a crisis point, Zhou Zishu and He Yunxing set out to spend an evening drinking together and trading stories, and Zhou Zishu fails to avoid the things he wants. / I had to make the ship tag for this one guys 💪💪

tian ya ke

our softest pieces (wenzhou, e, 7900 words) / Zhou Zishu made Wen Kexing want to do things he had never considered before. He was so loose and he wanted to be full so badly, and the idea came to Wen Kexing with a strange air of revelation: I could fit my hand inside him. All of it. / a first time fisting fic! mt also drew this; his art is linked in the endnotes.

spring blossom (wenzhou, m, 1900 words) / A spring afternoon on the road; Wen Kexing explores the scars the nails have left. / early post-canon exploration of scars & intimacy.

contact point (wenzhou, e, 439 words) / Evidence of life under the snow; points of connection between bodies. / a shortly post extra 1 ficlet about. hand-holding. amongst other things

closer (wenzhou, e, 2300 words) / Wen Kexing invites Zhou Zishu to fuck him for the first time: an experiment with an unexpected kind of mixed results. / an exploration of zzs's relationship to his sexual preferences.

tian ya ke but genderbent

memory is what makes you older (fem wenzhou & past zhou zishu/liang jiuxiao, e, 5000 words) / A house on the edge of a rural village, in the middle of a late winter snowstorm; memories of an old relationship; the messy possibilities of a new connection. Or: Wen Kexing and Zhou Zishu circle towards each other, despite the past. / modern au, also with related art by mt linked in endnotes!

the third passenger (fem wenzhou, e, 5000 words) / A year after the end of an illness, Wen Kexing takes care of Zhou Zishu's needa in a more pleasant way. A still-new life; a night train; to give yourself to another person. / a bit of modern au D/s.

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"e how hard can it possibly be to remember to cross-post your fics on tumblr" EXTREMELY HARD FOR SOME REASON NO IDK WHY