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someone should have killed xander

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i will admit. i have never liked mystique being kurt's parent.

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By this I mean, what is the most influential on your decision? E.g., for me it is the summary because I rarely pay attention to the title or stats, and only read the tags after I've liked the summary enough to want to give the fic a go.

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of death, and love, and absolution; chapter 13

[ reverse AU • enemies to friends to lovers • multichapter, 49,5k words so far • rated M ]

Or: a chapter in which not-friends are discussed, touches are exchanged, and plans aren't made because Hualian are too busy hualianing instead.

In the sixth village in as many Distance Shortening Array jumps, Hua Cheng looks at an inn and says, “Let’s stay here for the night.” Day is dwindling. Crowds in the streets are thinning, the bustle of the day dying with them. At his arm, Xie Lian has finally lost the tension he carried at the beginning. Hua Cheng was the one moving them from place to place and even he wouldn’t be able to trace back their steps to where they came from; for the White-Clothed Calamity to follow is a deed beyond impossible. “One room again if you don’t mind,” Xie Lian asks before they enter. “I don’t want to spend the night awake, wondering if you’re safe.” Hua Cheng’s unbeating heart skips a beat nonetheless. “Are you reading my mind, gege?” he asks, putting as much cheek into his voice as he can. Let it seem he doesn’t worry. Xie Lian deserves some peace of mind. “Or are you planning something?” “Planning? What would I be—San Lang!” He hides his face in his hands—it gets so red within moments, as red as Hua Cheng’s new robes, and every part of him compels him to chase the elation his soul flutters in at the thought of making Xie Lian blush so deeply again. “Are you going to be like this all the time?” “I can be worse.”

Read the rest on AO3

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a while ago i had the idea that i should start inserting nonsense paragraphs into my fics as a sort of anti-ai measure. started writing one yesterday just for fun and honestly would recommend it. brain off, go into a meditative flow typing whatever collection of words floats down the stream of your subconscious. very soothing.

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you can proofread a fic a thousand times and still there will be an "about about" in there five months after you hit post

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So cold..

They didn’t have the fingerless gloves so to stay warm he went with the basic ones

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Kurt in his early X-Men days would be asked to teleport in some way he'd never done before that was potentially dangerous to him on a mission and he'd be like "yep i've got this" out loud and his thought bubble would say "i've never attempted such a fate before... the strain could potentially kill me."

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at least we were together

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a swing and a miss is better than not swinging at all which is why it's better to go balls to the wall insane so you can at least be bad in a funny way rather than bad in a boring way

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Reblog if you like seeing your friends insane ramblings about their wips

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i love reading fic in niche fandoms and seeing the same three people in every comments section, without fail

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the situation is dire

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the situation is dire

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this is from last year

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Kitty's not afraid of Nightcrawler anymore - she is an X-Man now, after all - but she's just not quite comfortable around him yet. When they get separated from the others during an attack on the school, that changes.