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Crumpled at the base of Koi Tower’s long stairs for the second time, Jin Guangyao presses his face into the stone, takes a deep breath despite re-broken ribs, and arranges his features as carefully as he knows how. Then he stands, moving carefully around the pain, and bows deep, arms held straight and true. The walk back up the steps to his father's side is painful enough to wipe the smile from his face; it is not painful enough to prevent him re-taking his place as seneschal, bowing again at the top of the steps. As he straightens, he prioritizes his plans for his father’s demise over all else.
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24 Feb 2021
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Who knew three notes could change so much?
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Welcome everyone to my self-indulgent 3zun fix-it AU where Jin Guangyao's own brilliant mind trips him up ultimately for the better, Nie Mingjue has slightly more emotional intelligence than a rock, and Lan Xichen gets to love them both like he deserves.
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24 Feb 2021
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Deadset by 1PB2PB3PB4
Fandoms: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, 魔道祖师 | Módào Zǔshī (Cartoon)
24 Feb 2021
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When Nie Huaisang is twenty-four, he dies.
This is what comes after.
////////////////////////////tgcf style ghost au with NHS as a ghost who is determined to get revenge for his brother's (and his own) murder, no matter what he has to do to get it. Canon divergent, but still follows the key events of canon.
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24 Feb 2021
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Nie Huaisang was Nie Mingjue's little brother, and his responsibility - no one else's. No one.
Now he just needed to convince all the legendary creatures that came to the Unclean Realm looking to adopt the huli jing kit - nine-tailed foxes didn't come around every day, after all - that he could handle it.
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24 Feb 2021
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Jiang Yanli woke up.
Usually, this was not something to remark upon, but she distinctly remembered the sound of the battlefield, the fierce corpse attacking her, her brothers’ arms around her, and then the sword plunging into - a baby was crying.
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24 Feb 2021