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Let's take a ride round the curves of desire by feyburner
Fandoms: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV)
15 Feb 2021
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Wei Ying was sprawled on the floor in front of the oscillating fan when Lan Zhan got home from work.
Bookmarked by theholychurchofemo
25 Feb 2021
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you, in the summer by shipyrds
Fandoms: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV)
18 Feb 2021
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Wei Ying freezes, her leg hitched up awkwardly against the baseboard, her fingers still half into herself. Lan Zhan is standing in the entryway, looking at Wei Ying, her roommate of three years, who has been jerking off in the hallway outside the bathroom and saying her name. In a very uncharacteristic move, she has dropped her bags on the floor.
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oh my god they were roommatesBookmarked by theholychurchofemo
25 Feb 2021
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Matt Murdock is touching his face, one hand cradling his jaw and the other carefully tracing Foggy’s features, and Foggy feels like Matt might kiss him. Or possibly that he’s using this as a chance to get Foggy close and vulnerable so he can snap his neck, frame it on someone else and get an automatic 4.0 in all of his classes because of his dead roommate.
Foggy’s pretty sure that last thing is an urban myth and isn’t actually a school policy but he’s less sure that Matt wouldn’t do it.
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Lan Zhan Works for the Historical Society by saltyfeathers
Fandoms: 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV), 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
22 Jan 2021
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Pretty Lan Zhan. Beautiful Lan Zhan. Ice queen Lan Zhan. So intimidating and femme and coldly polite in public, yet meaner than a man in the bedroom. Wei Ying has slept with men before and none of them were mean-nice to her like Lan Zhan.
Bookmarked by theholychurchofemo
29 Jan 2021
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Come Lie With My Bones by objectlesson
Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Original Trilogy
27 Oct 2019
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Hanna, who does not miss a beat, who makes things look easy even as she is failing at them, reaches out and hooks a calloused finger into the V-neck of Luke’s linen tunic. Her nail scrapes ever so briefly across the pink flush of her skin. “Dunno if I can be a fair judge of that,” she says, shrugging. “If I've never seen them.”
Bookmarked by theholychurchofemo
13 Jan 2021