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Summary: <blockquote>Liu Qingge gets professionally CNCed by fuck or die specialist Mu Qingfang. Liu Qingge is shocked and appalled to discover that he's really into it.</blockquote> ➤ this fic features explicit consensual-non-consent in a medical context, proceed accordingly ➤ lqg needs dual cultivation to fix a dangerous qi deviation. mqf is ready to help him, no matter what. ➤ I love the feeling of safety lqg has in mqf's hands. it doesn't matter what lqg does or says, he's not going to be a danger to anyone, and mqf WILL make sure he gets what he needs. ➤ and mqf is so caring and gentle in his inexorability! ➤ 3k words in length

Summary: <blockquote>It’s a little ridiculous, really, the things that make Ming Fan happy. They’re so small. A single word of praise from a teacher; being picked first to shoulder a responsibility; a smile and a touch from Zhao De. It’s painfully obvious how Ming Fan feels about Zhao De, and it always has been. Ming Fan has a paper face, and can’t hide what he feels to save his life. Zhao De has always known. And honestly? He doesn’t particularly care. Or, no; it’s a little funny, actually. To be able to make him flush with happiness or wilt with disappointment with such very little effort, to always have him eating out of his hand and so eager to please. It’s too easy, really, but easy is fun sometimes. Useful, too, when he’s the Head Disciple of Qing Jing now. For as long as that might last. Maybe Zhao De should reward him for making himself so useful? / Zhao De shows Ming Fan a bad good time.</blockquote> ➤ yikes (complimentary) ➤ Ming Fan/OMC, where the OC is another disciple on Qing Jing Peak ➤ it's truly impressively horrible, the pov of this awful bully who manipulates Ming Fan into misery and encourages Ming Fan in all of his own worst bullying tendencies ➤ it's so well and believably done, and so compelling! ➤ mind the author's tags on this one, it means what it says. I enjoyed the fic a lot but it's not a pleasant fic! ➤ 13k words in length

Summary: <blockquote>Su She was warned about Lan Wangji, the way that warnings like this are often shared: whispered humid in the dark, with barely stifled laughter. Did you hear? Lan Wangji chooses boys as if he’s hunting. Once a boy is in his sights, he’s like a rabbit caught in a snare. You won’t be able to escape. He’ll visit unspeakable desires on your body and then abandon you for his next prey.</blockquote> ➤ I love fic that takes Su Minshan seriously as a character, it's a rare delight whenever I come across one ➤ Lan Wangji/Su Minshan during the disciple era, before the guest disciples arrive ➤ lwj is a fuckboy and sms is delighted to discover evidence that lwj despite his airs is the same as everyone else ➤ they fuck about it a lot ➤ content note for nonconsensual somnophilia ➤ PERFECT ENDING omg. ➤ 3k words in length

Summary: <blockquote>Shen Qingqiu is amnesia-wifeplotted into forgetting the last two years of his life. Two years ago happens to be the anniversary of Maigu Ridge. The solution, of course, is papapa.</blockquote>

<blockquote>"Gege, look at you, begging so shamelessly for more. What would you have said if you could have seen yourself like this eight hundred years ago?" Hua Cheng, who was three fingers deep in Xie Lian, thought he knew what to expect from his darling, beloved, deeply out of his league long term lover and hysterical obsession. And yet, somehow, Xie Lian always managed to surprise him. The crown prince burst into laughter. </blockquote>

<blockquote>When Yue Qingyuan has a bright idea, Shen Jiu takes what he can get.</blockquote> ➤ holy shit

<blockquote>Liu Qingge had thought that he'd made his peace with the arranged marriage, but escaping the planning to train in the woods brings him face to face with an unexpected problem. An unexpectedly handsome- and flirtatious- problem, that appears to be part of the demonic embassy's contingent.</blockquote> ➤ the one where lqg thinks lbh is just a horse master rather than the demon lord he's being betrothed to. And oh my godddd I love this vision of them. ➤ It's an au of pidw, with no transmigrators involved. I'm glad I read the end-notes first, to provide the context for this au before reading the story, and I really rather love this au!

<blockquote>Liu Qingge finds himself unwillingly charmed by Shen Qingqiu's new pet tiger while Luo Binghe is mysteriously off peak. The two are, of course, completely unrelated.</blockquote>

<blockquote>This fic came out of a conversation with by-wwxsays_er around the idea that Lan Wangji is terribly conventional and rule-bound, right up until the moment any of those rules and conventions get in the way of him getting to fuck Wei Ying. Then there is only one thing on his agenda.</blockquote> ➤ series consists of: Lan Wangji's Big Dick Agenda Pursuant to LWJ's Big Dick The Sex Swing and the Sedan

<blockquote>Wei Ying grabs a pen from Lan Zhan’s desk, curling his legs into a lotus pose under the arms of the chair so he can easily spread the journal out across his lap. Even upside down, Lan Zhan can read his large, messy characters scrawled across the top: Lan Zhan and Wei Ying’s Rules for Dating. Perhaps this was a bad idea.</blockquote>

<blockquote>“Shizun said I made you feel so good,” Luo Binghe says, “that I could fuck you any time I wanted.” Liu Qingge stops breathing for a second. “What,” he blurts out. Shen Qingqiu could tell he’d been into it?!</blockquote>

<blockquote>"What the hell, man?" somebody says, and GQ turns around and looks. There's someone off to one side of him. Another SEAL, looks like, and the only guy who was anywhere near as close to that blast as GQ. Benitez rushed forward to help him out, though, after the grenade went off; and the guy's freaking out on her, twisting out of her grip and baring his teeth, shoulders bunched, clutching his gun at an awkward angle like he's planning to use it for a club instead of shooting it. "Hey," GQ says, starting toward them, and he's distracted at first by the wide-eyed stare Benitez gives him, the way her gun comes up. It takes him a second to meet the guy's eyes, a second to realize that it's—that they're his. That's him over there. That's him.</blockquote>

<blockquote>A good friend would get Yuuri some pants. A good friend would let Yuuri take a second to get dressed and compose himself after getting walked in on like that. But Phichit isn’t a good friend; Phichit is Yuuri’s best friend.</blockquote>

<blockquote>In which Maria Absalom revisits Segundus's dreams and strikes up a bit of something. Well, more than a bit of something. Meanwhile, cakes are consumed, cows are displaced, and Segundus masters the art of magical gardening. Also: Childermass.</blockquote>

<blockquote>For a kinkmeme prompt: "Segundus is always getting kidnapped to be devirginized as part of Sinister Magical Rites, and Childermass has to rescue him at the last minute every time, and they ride off on Childermass's horse with naked Segundus in Childermass's arms. And then they realize there's a simpler solution. Basically."</blockquote>

<blockquote>In which a flowering fairy orchard introduces a troubling new idea to Childermass and Segundus. (Sex. The idea is sex.)</blockquote>

<blockquote>Robin will just have to put on a dress again, and play Mistress Kate once more. A tragedy. Yes. Notes: It seems in those franker times of the Jacobean period, Prudence and Robin have few secrets between them, and Prudence is not of a jealous bent.</blockquote>

AU based on the following: <blockquote>Because it was impossible, he allowed himself to imagine, just once, what it would be like to face Laurent as a man...if there had been no animosity between their countries, Laurent journeying to Akielos as part of an embassy, Damen's attention superficially caught by the blond hair. They'd attend banquets and sports together, and Laurent...he had seen Laurent with those he cultivated, charming and edged without being lethal; and he was honest enough with himself to admit that if he had encountered Laurent in that mode, all golden lashes and needling remarks, he might well have found himself in some danger.</blockquote>

<blockquote>"A purgation," Enjolras said. "You make it sound so respectably medical."</blockquote> ➤ or: the 1830 sex-pollen induced gangbang that somehow doesn't require me to ignore my asexual!Enjolras headcanon. (..."headcanon", I say, this is the most canonically ace character of all the ace characters I have ever fanned over, ilu Victor Hugo for giving him to me)

<blockquote>In the present, Rodney was lying prone on his back, knees up and apart, covers rucked messily under him.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Arthur has a lot of feelings, mostly about Eames' penis. Yusuf's accidental truth drug helpfully illuminates them.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Months after he was kidnapped, John escapes and returns to Atlantis, but he's miserable. His captors conditioned him as a sexual submissive and to come on command and only on command. Embarrassed and desperate, craving the satisfaction and headspace of those experiences, he turns to Rodney for help.</blockquote>

<blockquote>eating during sex, mild D/s, bottom!John, and, of course, cupcakes</blockquote>

<blockquote>He prods the foliage to his left, which reacts in surprise by flinging pollen everywhere, and the air is suddenly ever so slightly more yellow than before. Which he figures, in hindsight, probably wasn't the best idea.</blockquote>

https://web.archive.org/web/20100108004105/http://lyrebird.aithine.org:80/ezine/ditg/passing.htm <blockquote>"This is a time when I'd like a nice girl to keep my mind occupied." He grinned wryly. Illya's blond eyebrows shot up and he looked amused. "Your mind?" Napoleon shrugged, then winced. "Well - ah - that too." Illya snorted. "Sex, sex. The cure for everything." He sat down on the bunk beside Napoleon. Napoleon didn't argue. The way he felt right now, he could do with a bit of curing. Illya looked like he needed curing too. </blockquote>

https://web.archive.org/web/20100821042721/http://www.file40.net:80/file40s/bnfm.html ➤ The one where Illya's approach to sex and relationships is fucked up due to his history of having to use sex with men for blackmail purposes on behalf of the kgb