LINKDING

Summary: Whenever Shen Yuan thought of Luo Binghe, she got a weird feeling in her stomach, like she was hungry, like she was about to fall. So she stopped thinking long enough to lay down on the sofa. Luo Binghe wasn’t like other women. She had a perfect body: strong, but also soft. She could pick Shen Yuan up, but she also made a good pillow. She was an excellent cook, but she hated to have help in the kitchen and would only let Shen Yuan sit on the counter and watch. She was highly intelligent, with a memory like a trap and a natural aptitude for learning. But she was cute, too—she liked to hold onto Shen Yuan during scary movies, and if Shen Yuan didn’t pat her on the head and tell her ‘good job’, she pouted. ➤ a cute little modern au f/f bingqiu get-together! ➤ lbh comes over to sy's apartment to cook for her on a rainy day ➤ binghe is SO good at working around her yuan-jie's heterosexual hangups 🥰 ➤ 2.5k words in length

Summary: Shang Qinghua is dropped without warning into an archaic alternate universe, ie. the Oxford University collegiate system. And, okay, there would have been a warning if she read the college brochure properly before she applied… ➤ modern AU f/f moshang where they meet as college roommates ➤ I appreciate that it's set in a specific college and the details about it are made use of to build out the sense of setting ➤ I love sqh's narrative pov, she's so funny! ➤ I also love the glimpses we get into the cumplane friendship and into the whole....situation sqq has going on with the harem of young men who are in love with him while sqq is oblivious to how gay everything is. ➤ and the moshang is super cute. mbj and sqh are both bad at communicating, in very different ways, and mbj is doing her best! ➤ 9k words in length

Summary: <blockquote>The most shocking thing about Ghost City was how modern it was. Billboards! Traffic lights! KFC! Xie Lian could never get over the demons taking pictures of street food. The first time she saw it happen, she pulled on Hua Cheng’s sleeve and whispered, “San Lang… why is that man photographing his dumplings?” Hua Cheng glanced at Xie Lian. “People post photos online. On Weibo, usually.” Xie Lian had the vague sense that Weibo was sort of like a public communication array. She wasn’t sure why anyone would share photos of their food there, but she didn’t know anyone who would be interested besides Hua Cheng. “Ah, I see.” “I’ll show you, jiejie.” Hua Cheng fished her phone out of her pocket. Her suit was so low-cut that Xie Lian could barely look at her; the fake fur trim ran down to the navel, exposing the soft curves of Hua Cheng’s breasts and the garish necklace suspended between them. “Here, look through this.”</blockquote> ➤ rule 63 modern au hualian ➤ it is so SOFT and suffused with care that I am all emotions!!!! ➤ also. the outfits. I die. ➤ 3k words in length

Summary: <blockquote>Thinking about wlw Wei Ying wearing skimpier and skimpier outfits to do her early morning workouts in the living room of the apartment she shares with Lan Zhan. She’s never worked out so much before, but Lan Zhan looks so good with delicately flushed ears and a flat startled look.</blockquote>

Summary: <blockquote>“She doesn’t like you like that,” comes Luo Binghe’s voice, so irritating that Liu Qingge’s face sours up like they’ve bitten a lemon. They direct a wintry glare at Luo Binghe, whose chair has been scooted as close to Shen Yuan’s empty one as possible in her momentary absence. Luo Binghe smiles beatifically at them, drawing her finger slowly in a circle around the rim of Shen Yuan’s finished drink- then raising it to her mouth and sucking the lingering wetness off her finger, pulling it out with a graphic pop.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Wang Ningmei has had a fair amount of sex, in her day. Most of it she’d even call good, some of it with people she'd really liked, even loved, some of it both of those things at the same time. But there was something about the simultaneous ease and tension in the room right now, familiarity and newness combining into a heady cocktail that meant every touch and laugh and motion was unexpected but never truly a surprise. She knows these women. She's talked with them, laughed with them, built a thousand stories with them for years. They're hers, in a way she's never conceived of til now, and she's theirs. But she doesn't know them here, like this, slick laughing lips and cracking laughs and the glorious slide of flesh on flesh, and every little thing she learns is like a light turning on inside her, filling her with warmth and want.</blockquote> ➤ epilogue to the forums au

<blockquote>"I've read about this somewhere," Shang Qinghua said, tapping her chin. "You wrote it," Peerless Cucumber snapped. "Chapter 258, remember?" "Haha," Shang Qinghua said. "No." She thought for a moment. "This isn't one of the curses we'd have to get married to break, right?"</blockquote>

<blockquote>Sha Hualing considers that somehow, she might have been the only person on Luo Binghe's top ten contacts who hadn't figured out that he was gay before now. She throws her phone at the fridge so hard that the screen cracks.</blockquote>

<blockquote>"I'm so tired," Wei Ying complains, tossing his hand down instead of Going Fish for the sixteenth time this game alone. "I can't even remember who's said what and now I'm losing, like, the easiest card game in existence." He looks tired, too. The spaces under his eyes are sunken, a bruised purple under skin that looks thin and stretched-out to the touch. Fragile. He's looked exhausted for days now, but even when they're curled up on the couch together, Wei Ying's head in Jiang Yanli's lap, humming an unrecognizable tune softly as she strokes his hair, he doesn't sleep.</blockquote> ➤ wwx going to his sister for a safe place when he's in a bad place with depression

<blockquote>How to sate your demonic orgasm sword in six easy steps!</blockquote>

Summary: <blockquote>“What’s a stone butch and why aren’t they real?” Jiang Cheng asks, too buzzed to care too much about not being up on lesbian culture. Huaisang pats Jiang Cheng on the no-man’s-land between her boobs and her shoulder. “You’re so useless, Jiang Cheng. A stone butch is a fictional hottie who doesn’t make you do any work at all, just wants to give head and fuck you stupid on her strap.” “Fictional?” Jiang Cheng echoes, having - not a moment, per se, but sort of a problem where her thoughts are going too fast for her poor drunken brain to keep up with. “Nobody actually wants to fuck a chick who’s too lazy to eat you out after,” Huaisang mumbles. / After leaving Wei Ying and Lan Zhan’s bachelorette party, Jiang Cheng and Nie Huaisang decide to experiment with some outdated stereotypical lesbian sex roles.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Wen Qing is pretty sure that she and Jiang Yanli are just friends, but there's a chance they might be dating. The only way to find out is to escalate.</blockquote>