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Four Times Mobei Jun Woke Up First by 0Zero
Fandoms: 人渣反派自救系统 - 墨香铜臭 | The Scum Villain's Self-Saving System - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
26 Jul 2019
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And one time they woke up together.
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those hands pulled me from the earth by sarahyyy
Fandoms: 人渣反派自救系统 - 墨香铜臭 | The Scum Villain's Self-Saving System - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
29 Nov 2020
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Shang Qinghua had known that things would play out exactly like this, almost like he’d seen it before.
Like he’d planned it.
Shang Qinghua’s words from their first meeting, his declaration as the creator of this universe, rings loudly in Mobei Jun’s ears.
Shang Qinghua is not just an ordinary god, sent to experience tribulations in the mortal realm.
Shang Qinghua is more than that, so much more than that, and-
He has chosen Mobei Jun.
(Or, the one where Mobei Jun thinks Shang Qinghua is a god.)
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16 Jan 2021
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It’s nearing two in the morning when Wei Ying steps out of the club. In the middle of December, the air is chilly at this hour of the night even this far south, and the flimsy jacket thrown over a crop top does very little to keep the sting of the cold out.
The hunger is so loud tonight. It’s been a while since Wei Ying properly made out with someone until the guy started to all but hump his leg and Wei Ying could feed off more than just wisps of the yang energy that flowed between them. In more ways than one, he’s been feeding off scraps for so long that he doesn’t even remember what it’s like to feel full.
Sex demon Wei Ying meets cultivator Lan Zhan in front of a night club on a cold winter night. Things escalate from there.
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15 Jan 2021
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That was the other thing, when Wei Ying had moved in. She’d scented Lan Zhan immediately, the sandalwood and smoke rising off her, almost before she’d taken in Lan Zhan’s straight posture, her narrowed eyes. She’d known that Lan Zhan could tell, too. At the end, when they’d talked about the rent and Lan Zhan’s nearly finished PhD and Wei Ying’s working hours, Wei Ying had said, casual and effortless, “And you don’t mind that I’m an omega.”
“No,” Lan Zhan said.
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Wei Ying said, “You know, in some ways I’m kind of depressed. I took your biggest dick on my first try. Now I don’t have anything to build up to.”
“There are bigger ones available,” Lan Zhan said lazily. “I can pay for express shipping.”
(Lan Zhan works the late shift.)