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someone you loved by infinite (recursion)
Fandoms: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
01 Feb 2020
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Sometimes, Lan Wangji wonders what it would be like if he and Wei Wuxian had been able to know each other, to meet, as themselves. Sometimes he even allows himself to hope, to imagine a life like that, and a life beyond it.
But this, too, is enough. Just knowing that Wei Wuxian is alive and well.
(a wangxian kimi no na wa au.)
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stay by my side by infinite (recursion)
Fandoms: 二哈和他的白猫师尊 - 肉包不吃肉 | Èr Hā Hé Tā De Bái Māo Shī Zūn - Ròu Bāo Bù Chī Ròu
13 Aug 2019
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Nangong Si has three big problems in his life.
The first is his Bayesian statistics class, which is far more in-depth and difficult than necessary for a business major.
The second is his roommate, who is the rich son of a business tycoon, like him, but also an insufferable trust fund baby. (Unlike him, of course.)
The third is Ye Wangxi, his childhood friend who has been edging dangerously close to more-than-friends territory.
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the map that leads to you by infinite (recursion)
Fandoms: 天官赐福 - 墨香铜臭 | Tiān Guān Cì Fú - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
02 Jul 2019
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Quan Yizhen just wants to help. Really.
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there will come soft rains by infinite (recursion)
Fandoms: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
30 May 2019
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Olympus meetings are boring as Hell.
Wei Wuxian would know this best, considering he’s the lord of the dead.
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show me what i'm looking for by infinite (recursion)
Fandoms: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
15 Mar 2019
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“Soulmates, hm?” Song Lan muses. He sips at his tea, savors the slight taste of osmanthus and honey on his tongue. People talked about it at the temple sometimes, mostly girls. The red thread of fate that bound you to your soulmate, invisible except to a few gifted souls. No one at the temple had ever been able to see them, so to Song Lan, the story has always been just that - a story, and nothing more. “Do you believe in such a thing?”
“Of course,” Xiao Xingchen says, like it is the most obvious thing in the world. He smiles. ”Don’t you?”