Steve is falling for Tony, a patient who seems to end up with more minor dings and dents than anyone Steve has ever met. But this time, it's not minor.
Bookmarked by ilreies
15 Mar 2021
12 Jan 2020
Ah Yuan is brought to the Cloud Recesses and exchanges the sun and its ashes for the clouds. Lan Wangji brings a boy home, calls him his son, and renews the promises he made.
Or: Lan Sizhui is adopted by Lan Wangji and learns about his new life. Lan Wangji in turn learns about hope and living again.
Written for Lan Sizhui’s birthday, because he is the Best Boy.
Care and Feeding by mrsronweasley for idrilka
07 Mar 2021
Dating a yao is a lot more mundane than some might imagine. Or, at least, less filled with danger. At least for Lan Zhan.
Of course, "dating" may be too strong of a word for it. Currently Lan Zhan is taking it day by day, as Wei Ying wishes, but he is biding his time until he can truly demonstrate to Wei Ying that they have nothing to worry about and that Wei Ying is safe with him.
Years of lonely hunting for scraps, however, have conditioned Wei Ying to be wary of even the most reliable of circumstances. Lan Zhan will not let that dissuade him. He will simply have to make himself more reliable.
protocol & etiquette for modern cultivators: an unofficial field guide by SugarMilkTea for giraffeter
08 Mar 2021
All cultivators receive the same handbook when they get certified by the Central Cultivation Board. It contains the cumulative knowledge acquired during the Board’s intensive four-year course, all condensed down into one pocket-sized tome.
Most cultivators also receive supplementary material of the unauthorized variety. When the unexpected happens on a night hunt with Lan Zhan, Wei Ying puts that extra knowledge to good use.
07 Mar 2021
“A-Yuan,” he says, carefully, “did—did you make the flowers grow like this?”
A-Yuan shakes his head in exasperation. “Baba, I said. Doctor Flowers did it.”
“Doctor Flowers,” Lan Zhan repeats, pointing at the tiny plum tree, just to confirm that his son is suggesting a magical tree named Doctor Flowers sprouted overnight and made their tame family project turn into a verdant jungle.
A-Yuan nods. “Doctor Flowers,” he confirms. “He’s funny! I like him.”
A mysterious garden blooms on Lan Zhan's rooftop. His internet forum pen pal gives great gardening advice but never seems to sleep. The man who works at the florist, who keeps reviving the plants that Lan Zhan can't seem to keep alive, has a beautiful smile.
These things are related.