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    Heavy Silence by

    Fandoms: 전지적 독자 시점 - 싱숑 | Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint - Sing-Shong  

    04 Feb 2019

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    "Your standards appall me." Yoo Jonghyuk tilts Kim Dokja's head up to kiss him. The angle only allows for a soft graze, but it feels good, sickeningly good, to be wrapped up in him like this.

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    23 Jan 2024

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    Yoo Jonghyuk is quiet for a moment, then makes a small, agreeable noise. "What do you need?"
    "To get directly above it."
    "Then I'll make sure it focuses on the ground."

    💡 WHY WAS THAT LAST LINE STEEPED IN UNAMENABLE RIZZ

    "Did it faster than you did," [Kim Dokja] says.
    Yoo Jonghyuk looks Kim Dokja up and down. He's covered head to toe in blue gel, and it drips lazily from his hair in big, snot-like glops.

    💡 I fucking adore this soggy wiener dog of a man

    Alchemy is intended to be conducted by a Constellation guiding its Incarnation, which Jonghyuk never had the luxury of, so Kim Dokja has to take charge in handling looting the first corpse.

    💡 THIS SINGLE FUCKING LINE EMANATES THE LETHAL SNAP OF DEADPAN SASS I RELATE SOLELY AND ENTIRELY TO KIM DOKJA AND I FIND IT ABSOLUTELY DUMBFOUNDING THAT IT COMES FROM AN ENTHUSIASTIC CONSENT TOUCH STARVED KDJ SMUT FANFICTION
    💡 COMMON CHARACTER STUDY W, BOYS

    Kim Dokja shows off a jar of his harvest; Hollow Ammonia Jelly. "You've used it before."
    "You know more."

    💡 CHOKES, DIES, ASCENDS, IS DENIED AT HEAVEN’S GATE, DE-ASCENDS (DESCENDS, YOU MIGHT SAY), BURNS IN THE FIREY PITS OF HELL, WITNESSES THE HORRORS, LEARNS POLISH ON A WHIM, LAYS ON THE BRIMSTONE FLOOR AND CRIES

    "I know that now, because I've finally met a person more reckless than I am."
    Ahh, bastard.

    💡 YOU ARE THAT.

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    little beastie by

    Fandoms: 天官赐福 - 墨香铜臭 | Tiān Guān Cì Fú - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù  

    06 Jun 2020

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    Mu Qing.

    Mu Qing is a kid.

    Feng Xin needs to sit down.

    But not here, because this is Mu Qing’s bedroom, and Feng Xin wouldn’t ordinarily have barged in at all but Xie Lian had asked and Mu Qing is sitting in a puddle of his sleeping robes, silky hair flopping into his eyes. He tries to brush it away, pouting. His hand doesn’t even emerge from his sleeve. He pouts harder.

    Feng Xin possibly makes a noise like a tea kettle and sits down right where he’s standing. Because fuck chairs and propriety.

    Mu Qing apparently gives up on his hair, because he scoots to the edge of his bed to peer down at Feng Xin, head tipped to the side like an adorable little bird. Feng Xin is going to die.

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    19 Jan 2024

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    and Feng Xin hasn’t outright told Xie Lian *no* since they were twelve,

    💡 this is so fucking real for feng xin

    Feng Xin possibly makes a noise like a tea kettle and sits down right where he’s standing. Because fuck chairs and propriety.

    💡 AAAAAAAGGGAHAH

    “Mm, no. It’s… a friend’s house,” he decides on saying, even though the word friend sticks in his throat.

    💡 AAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

    “You really shouldn’t let strangers just pick you up and cart you around,” he scolds Mu Qing, even as he’s carrying the kid out of the bedroom and down the hall, keeping his eyes peeled for one of Mu Qing’s annoying little junior officials. “You could get hurt. Or kidnapped. Do you want to be kidnapped?”
    “No thank you,” Mu Qing says politely, settling his head on Feng Xin’s shoulder. Feng Xin’s heart stops. “I’ll be careful, Gege. Promise.”

    💡 HE CALLED HIM BIG BROTHER EXPLODES EXPLODES EXPLODES EXPLODES EXPLODES EXPLODES EXPLODES EXPLODES EXPLODES

    one of his little hands, newly freed from his sleeve, curls trustingly into Feng Xin’s collar, like he’s *certain* he’s safe. Like he knows Feng Xin will keep him safe.

    💡 WHAT IF I ACTUALLY SOBBED. WHAT IF I SCREAMED AND CLAWED MY HANDS INTO THE SOIL AND THRASHED ABOUT IN UNIQUELY FEMALE HYSTERIA

    Mu Qing [normally] hates touching people. Especially Feng Xin shaped people.

    💡 OH BUDDY

    “I was,” Xie Lian assures him, bouncing him gently. “Now I’m just Xie Lian. And this is my husband, Hua Cheng.” Mu Qing eyes Crimson Rain suspiciously. Good. Crimson Rain stares back. There’s a beat. Feng Xin might be holding his breath.
    “Mm,” Mu Qing says at last, sounding unimpressed, and Feng Xin can’t help it. He bursts out laughing, only laughing harder when Crimson Rain looks slightly miffed.

    💡 GOD IS REAL AND I AM HIS FAVORITE SLUG

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    Crack me open, pour you out by for Incandescentflower

    Fandoms: 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV)  

    29 Jan 2021

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    "Lan Zhan," Wei Ying says carefully, "do you truly not know you have been speaking?"

    Lan Wangji claps a hand to his mouth and, to his horror, feels his mouth opening to answer despite having no intention to do so. Clamping it shut again takes a great effort.

    Or: The one where Lan Wangji can't stop talking, and a mild amount of chaos ensues.

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    19 Jan 2024

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    Xichen's face freezes in a way that indicates he is trying very hard not to react. "I… see.”

    💡 YOU’RE LAUGHING. YOUR BROTHER IS CONSIDERING THE FEASIBILITY OF LITERALLY DYING FROM EMBARRASSMENT AND YOU’RE LAUGHING.

    "Well, now I'm not sure I should be leaving you alone with him," Jiang Wanyin says primly. "If your virtue is actually at risk."
    "My virtue—" Wei Ying sputters.

    💡 IS THE ESTEEMED VIRTUE IN THE ROOM WITH US RIGHT NOW???

    "I apologize, Hanguang-jun," he says, but his mouth takes on a stubborn cast Lan Wangji knows very well. "But it's true! And I know you would never tell Senior Wei, but he deserves to know.”

    💡 “stubborn cast Lan Wangji knows very well” HE LOVES WEI YING’S BULLISH DEMEANOR AND HIS UTTER LACK OF FILTER AND HE SEES HIM IN SIZHUI AND. WHAT. IF I. CRIED

    "You think I want to listen to this?" Jiang Wanyin says, but he casts an anxious look at Wei Ying before turning to leave

    💡 WHY DONT YOU JUST SAW ME IN HALF WHILE YOU’RE AT IT

    "Jiang Wanyin," he hears himself call. Jiang Wanyin turns warily. "I would never harm him. You have my word.”

    💡 FUCKING HELL LAN ZHAN CAN’T TELL LIES UNDER THE CURSE AND WHY DONT YOU JUST SAW ME IN HALF WHILE YOU’RE AT IT

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    pei ming, unsurprisingly, is the fucking problem by

    Fandoms: 天官赐福 - 墨香铜臭 | Tiān Guān Cì Fú - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù  

    01 Feb 2021

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    Pei Ming had better grovel at his fucking feet to make up for this. Honestly.

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    (Who wouldn't jump at a chance to dual-cultivate with the two Gods of the South?)

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    19 Jan 2024

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    💡 HEY. COUGHS. WHY DID SOMETHING JUST AWAKEN IN ME.
    💡 characterizations were scarily well-rounded. I aspire to be you one day. holy shit.

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    Thanks for Thumper, But I Prefer Cheeseburgers by for adara

    Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV)  

    21 Jun 2018

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    The wolf’s head whipped around so fast, Stiles felt like he was watching The Exorcist.

    Stiles wondered if he could just stand still enough to make the wolf think he was a tree. A very bright red and jean-clad tree. He doubted it, but one could hope.

    He knew it was a lost cause when the wolf turned fully, lips pulled back from its sharp teeth—so very sharp, good fucking Lord!—and began walking towards Stiles.

    “I didn’t see anything!” Stiles shouted, both hands out in front of himself and sweat instantly breaking out across his skin. “I swear to you! I didn’t see anything! I didn’t see anything! I won’t tell anyone! I won’t! I’ll keep this to myself, until the day I die! I promise! I promise!”

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    "Oh God, is he going to bite me?!” Stiles didn’t want to be a Werewolf! He was perfectly happy being a normal, regular human being!
    “Is who going to bite you?”
    “Jesus shit fuck me what?!” Stiles shouted, whipping around and flailing his arms.

    💡 it is five in the fucking morning and I am on a train and somehow this still got a humored sniff out of me

    Fifteen hours later, Stiles realized that he really, really hated Werewolves. Because when he woke up the following morning, there was a dead deer on his front lawn.

    💡 “THANKS FOR THUMPER” IS KICKING IN HALFWAY THROUGH THE STORY AND I COULDN’T BE MORE GLAD. GOD THE PACING IS SO GOOD

    Not even like, the meat of the deer, or the pelt, or the antlers. Nope. Just the whole fucking deer.

    💡 GET YOU A MAN WHO CAN DO BOTH

    [The deer] was too big, and too heavy, and Scott had asthma so Stiles ended up calling Boyd for help. He showed up, no questions asked—though it was clear he had *many*—and the three of them managed to get the deer into the Jeep with a lot of difficulty.

    💡 bless UP vernon boyd for being a real one in these trying times

    The deer wasn’t a fucking warning, it was a gift! It was a fucking gift from his wolf! Because apparently, his wolf was interested in him in that way!
    “Oh my God, my life is a disaster.” Stiles covered his face and lowered his head to the desk. “My life is a disaster, and this is so fucked up.”
    His wolf had killed Bambi to prove he could provide for Stiles. To show him that, if Stiles needed anything, he could get it for him. Not that Stiles ever wanted deer, but hey, if he did, his wolf could get it for him!

    💡 I appreciate this fic very much for the fact every reaction to his batshit werewolf boyfriend has been entirely within the bounds of reality. I would react exactly like this. He’s just like me fr

    He heard the growling intensify, and was positive he was about to get his throat ripped out when an even louder growl met his ears and he felt something come up beside him on his left side.
    If that’s another mountain lion, I fucking quit, Stiles thought,

    💡 L BOZO

    “I got here as soon as I heard,” [Derek] said, casting a worried look at Stiles before focussing back on the two men behind him. “Someone said something about wolves?”

    💡 FIRSTLY: ZOO WEE MAMA. I CAN EXPERIENCE THAT WORRIED LOOK WITH ALL SIX OF MY SENSES. SECONDLY: IM SO GLAD DEREK IS FUCKING NORMAL WHILE STILL RETAINING HIS PERSONALITY. SO MANY PEOPLE WRITE HIM AS AN ACTUAL DUMBSHIT DICKWAD. WHICH HE IS BUT I BELIEVE IN THE PROSPECT OF GROWTH MINDSET CHARACTER WRITING

    [[Directly after previous quote]] “It was a mountain lion,” Stiles insisted emphatically.

    💡 AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

    When he was sure no one was paying attention to him, Stiles turned back towards the trees and said, very softly, “Thank you.”
    Turning to head back for his Jeep, he saw that Derek Hale’s head was tilted slightly to the side, and when he looked away from him, he could’ve sworn he saw the other man turn back to look at him out of the corner of his eye.

    💡 EXPLODES EXPLODES EXPLODES EXPLODES EXPLODES EXPLODES EXPLODES
    💡 [THUNKS THE TOP OF THIS FIC] THIS BAD BOY CAN FIT SO MUCH IDENTITY PORN IN IT

    “You played lacrosse?” Derek asked, turning back to Stiles. “That’s fun. I wasn’t allowed to play, too rough of a game.”
    “Oh.” Stiles frowned. “Were your parents worried you’d get hurt or something?”
    “No, they worried the other players would.”

    💡 CHRIST

    “I guess he was just... he didn’t come jogging with me yesterday.”
    “He was probably worried about you when he found out what happened.”

    💡 DOUBLE ENTENDRE CENTRAL OVER HERE

    “You’re such an animal,” Allison chastised on her way by, presumably because of how messy he’d been grabbing his bite of food.
    Derek just smirked at her, and the two of them shared a private joke that Stiles didn’t understand at all.

    💡 HAR HAR WEREWOLF HUMOR

    “Oh. Thanks,” he managed. “Thanks for that, uh, you killed Thumper, that’s-that’s awesome.”

    💡 NOOOO THUMPER

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