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Your Hand in Mine by cerbykerby for idrilka
Fandoms: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, 魔道祖师 | Módào Zǔshī (Cartoon)
07 Jan 2021
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"Ooh, this is fascinating." Wei Wuxian lifts his hand and—Heavens help him—Lan Wangji's hand follows. Because they're stuck. They're stuck. Their fingers are interlaced, and they can't pull them apart. "You know, I wasn't expecting this, but isn't it odd? It's obviously a curse, but so far, it's not harmful."
Oh, it is harmful, Lan Wangji thinks through a spinning head as he feels Wei Wuxian twist their hands this way and that, testing the limits of the curse. It is most certainly harmful.
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A curse brings Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji together—literally.
(tl;dr a curse makes teen!wwx and teen!lwj hold hands. lwj, who is very much in denial about his feelings, tries his best not to panic and wwx decides that Operation: Make Lan Zhan My Best Friend is a GO. hilarity ensues)
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19 Dec 2024
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What Happens In The Night by Omen1991
Fandom: 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV), 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
31 Aug 2023
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This is not a ghost story, but rather a story about a ghost. It is a story of loss, grief, heartache, and pain. But it's also a story of laughter and hope and joy. And above all else, this is a story of love.
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02 Dec 2024
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cried literally thru parts 1 to 4. i always thought i was good at dealing with death in fiction—but it turns out that i become an absolute mess when the main focus is grief, loss, and mourning due to it.
(3 days straight i have ugly bawled bc of this. jesus my lip even did the wobble)
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Meet Me At The Corner After Dark by Omen1991
Fandoms: 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV), 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
17 Oct 2021
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Wei Ying’s expression turns frustrated.
“The thing is, I feel the urge to leave,” he says. “I can’t explain it. There’s just this nagging feeling that I’m late for something and need to hurry to get there, but I don’t know what I might be late for, or where I need to go.”
“And you can’t get there, because every time your try you end up back here,” Lan Zhan concludes.
“Exactly! And it’s maddening!”
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When Lan Zhan discovers there is a ghost stuck in his office building, he decides to help it move on. He has no idea what he's getting himself into.
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01 Dec 2024
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“You don’t what?” Shouyou asks.
Kageyama looks uncomfortable enough to crawl out of his skin. He rubs his knuckles against his chin, roughly, and then tells the floor, “You’re sick, and you’re sad, and I don’t want you to be either of those things.”
Shouyou blinks once, then twice. And then, embarrassingly, he bursts into tears.
They could have played for longer. They deserved to play for longer.
Shouyou doesn’t know why he expected volleyball to be fair. And it’s all the more infuriating because it is the fairest sport in the whole world. Two teams. One net. Six players on each side, none of which get to hold the ball for more than a couple seconds at a time, and those seconds mean everything.
In which Shouyou and Tobio share a meal after the world ends. Or after the match with Kamomedai. It's all a matter of semantics, really.
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07 Nov 2024
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He thinks about a full stomach, and how he’s stopped taking it for granted. How to differ his hunger for more from his physical hunger, from nourishment. He thinks about how he knows better now, and about how he’s going to take care of his body at every turn as a thank you for keeping him going, keeping him upright. He owes his body everything, because it has taken him everywhere.
“Say, Kageyama,” he says. Kageyama hums in acknowledgement. “Today, let’s play like it’s the last time.”
Kageyama scoffs. “You moron,” he says. He stops walking, forcing Shouyou to stop in his tracks too. His gaze never leaves Shouyou’s, intense as it has ever been, as familiar as Shouyou’s own. “Let’s play like it’s the first.”
Or, the Spring Tournament, a year past.
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07 Nov 2024