27 Dec 2020
“What’s the point of being stabbed if it doesn’t leave a scar? You can’t even brag about it once it stops hurting,” Sha Hualing dabs at Liu Mingyan’s narrow cut. She rinses the rag, tinting the water pink. “Why do you bleed so much?
“I just do.” Sha Hualing does too. A reminder would probably be as unwelcome to Sha Hualing as it is to Liu Mingyan.
gimme gimme by p0rth0s for acernor
07 Mar 2021
If this were one of Liu Mingyan’s fucky novels — if the solemn, sword wielding hunk were anyone other than Liu Mingyan’s brother — the wolves’ acidic blood would have fortuitously burnt through Liu Qingge’s robes in just enough places to expose a bit of thigh here, or a bit of sculpted tit there. Luo Binghe would stride out to greet Liu Qingge, rend his damaged robes from his body with one hand, and spirit him back into the palace to deliver to Shen Qingqiu to satisfy their collective bottomless needs.
Sadly, it isn’t. Liu Qingge’s clothes are fully intact. Sha Hualing watches from her boredom-perch on the roof as he glares wordlessly at the main doors, jaw clenched, before stepping back onto his sword and leaving without a word.
09 Apr 2021
Shang Qinghua turned his head as far as he could from where he was curled up on the ground, and saw a figure at the foot of the staircase.
Wait...Mobei Jun...King. Oh FUCK. Mobei Jun, the Demon King?! That Mobei Jun?? What the hell was he doing here? Shouldn’t he be in the Demon Realm? Torturing humans and what not?
Mobei Jun took a few graceful steps into the light, and...oh. Oh no.
He was hot.
27 Apr 2021
Shang Qinghua has never seen this man before...so why did he look so....
And on his forehead...was that a tattoo?
“I found you.”
Why was it familiar? Why was this man so familiar?
“It is you. I finally found you. Qinghua.”
He...actually kind of looks like…
“...A cosplayer.” Shang Qinghua whispered.
A very attractive man breaks into Shang Qinghua's apartment, claiming to be his husband and telling him he has been looking for him for a very long time.
11 May 2021
Shen Qingqiu sighed contently, blinking open his eyes. When his gaze fell upon Luo Binghe, he smiled sweetly. He was happy to see him. He was always happy to see him in his dreams.
Why was he happy to see him?
Luo Binghe and Shen Qingqiu have a talk and clear up some misunderstandings.