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summary: <blockquote>“I’d rather the devil we know. Wouldn’t you?”</blockquote> ➤ a tgcf fanfic about ling wen and pei ming, written for mxtx remix as a remix of my ling wen fic ➤ SHRIEKING. FLAILING. CLAWING AT MY FACE IN DELIGHT. I am so honoured that my fic could inspire this piece of absolute perfection ➤ the dynamics between Ling Wen and Pei Ming throughout are soooooo good. the affection and the insults combined, the way selfishness is manifested differently in each of them and the way it does and doesn't affect their connection ➤ ling wen nonsexually domming pei ming! ➤ the vibes of three tumours are so perfectly rancid! ➤ and the unofficial junior official chats! ➤ the way heaven in general thinks about ling wen's takeover! ➤ I'm just. blown away. this fic is EVERYTHING to me. ➤ 2k words in length

Summary: <blockquote>The captain of the king’s guard wakes up with strange lights and a voice inside his head. The voice explains that it’s something called the facilitating AI of a transmigration game (whatever that is), but most people in the captain’s position would call it “System.” The captain, you see, saw something he shouldn’t have (here he finds he has no memory of this) and was marked as an immediate host for transmigration. “But you’re my favorite character,” System tells him. “I had to do the install, but I destroyed the incoming data. I didn’t want to replace you.”</blockquote>

Summary: <blockquote>Chu Wanning went up the stairs with the same hesitation with which she'd descended. Each moment was an opportunity to turn back. To be good. She unfastened the latch instead.</blockquote> ➤ rule 63 modern au f/f ranwan ➤ chu wanning has atticwifed taxian-jun ➤ cwn is SO horny for her wife (wives) but can't let herself just enjoy that ➤ CHU WANNING. ➤ 1k words in length

Summary: <blockquote>After Mobei Jun loses access to his trust fund, he needs a new income source. Luckily for him, Shang Qinghua is rich, single, and inoffensive. What more could you need in a man?</blockquote> ➤ tshirt is a genius, this is SO funny, I'm dying ➤ modern au where mbj is a trust fund baby who's lost access to his trust fund, and what is he going to do, WORK for money?? no. ➤ enter sugar daddy sqh, or possibly findom mbj's paypig sqh ➤ 3k words in length

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>Instead of being found by Huan Hua Palace disciples, Luo Binghe meets a Wan Jian disciple who instantly falls in love with his sword. No, not that sword. Xin Mo.</blockquote> ➤ where shen yuan is a pidw native and xin mo is a character

<blockquote>Shen Qingqiu will not stop commenting on the charms of what seems like every eligible woman they meet. Luo Binghe decides that if he can't beat them, he'll join them. (And then beat them: he's not going to lose to some random hussy whose chief attraction is half-decent breasts, he knows what he looks like.)</blockquote>

<blockquote>Something had happened which Cosette did not immediately understand—but she thought, obscurely, that it must have something to do with fighting.</blockquote> ➤ a truly impressive arm joe fic integrating the stuff from the fighting game beautifully into worldbuilding in the novel

<blockquote>He lets himself imagine when he will be able to greet Mingjue again, since he has not seen him in a while. After he and A-Yao have greeted, Mingjue will be in the sort of mood Xichen most likes to see him in: agreeable and generous, full of good will and benevolence.</blockquote> ➤ written for the Discovery Channel Exchange, with bonobo sex as the prompt ➤ perfect pov choice for this!

<blockquote>In which Meng Yao, later Jin Guangyao, sets his heart upon the most unlikely of targets. (five times Jin Guangyao tricked Lan Qiren into hugging him, and one time he didn't have to)</blockquote> ➤ I love this vision for them both!!

<blockquote>"Your predecessor had your advantage in memory, attention to detail, organization, and support from the major sects." Ah, here was the disapproval Nie Huaisang had anticipated. Lan Qiren's expression was severe, his lips pressing briefly together. He continued, "Though you have done well for yourself, you cannot be expected to carry this burden alone. For that reason, in six month's time, I will be retiring from my current position in the Lan Sect." What. That didn't follow at all. "At that time, I will accept your invitation and take up the position you have offered." Lan Qiren's eyes were intent, boring into Nie Huaisang. "Though I expect you to continue without my assistance until then, you may write, both for advice and to get to know one another better." Lan Qiren steepled his fingers on the table between them. "Is that acceptable?" "You're saying yes," Nie Huaisang said slowly, "to the position I offered." "Yes."</blockquote> ➤ the end notes add so much to the experience

<blockquote>Oh my god, you guys: a heartbroken Luo Binghe decides to follow his beloved undergraduate advisor to Harvard, by any means necessary. "Here's your chance to make it, / so take it like a man!"</blockquote> ➤ author's note: "I'm not even tagging this for crack, you have eyes, you know what you're getting into." It's a fusion with legally blonde, and it's perfect

<blockquote>"In a cultivation world where every other innocuous meadow contained enough sex pollen to give the entire population hay-fever, cultivators had been forced to give up on ideals of total purity. While they still valued chastity, realists resigned themselves to fucking in the field due to mischance at least once. And given these circumstances, said cultivators generally felt that one’s first experience with sex might as well be a good one, and occur in a controlled, safe environment. Cultivators also lived long lives: the choice of spouses to share them with was a serious matter, which couldn’t be rushed simply for the sake of being over-nice about virginity. So, upon coming of age, a disciple was encouraged to offer themself up to someone for a ritual first night. The individual they chose could decline the honour, but unless one had a strong extenuating excuse, doing so was considered quite rude (and also resulted in a serious loss of face for the youth in question)." The governor of Jinlan asks Luo Binghe to claim his reward for saving the city. Luo Binghe only wants the things every rising young cultivator is entitled to.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Xiao Shu did not warn Jingyan before he kissed him.</blockquote> ➤ tagged "Area Teen Sucks At Polyamory" and omg perf tag

<blockquote>modern!au where... i think i may have lost my mind? cucumberplane main ship, mo-->shang, bing-->yuan, plus uh. Only having one friend. / “And that,” says Luo Binghe, the light reflecting red into his eyes as he stared at the bedroom across the garden and down a level, where Shen Yuan was sighing and smiling into his boyfriend’s mouth, glasses askew. “That’s where we bury Shang Qinghua’s body.” “Oi.” “You can keep him there forever,” says Binghe, as though this is supposed to appeal to him. “You know he’ll never leave you, never reject you, never suck face with anyone else.” “Are you crying,” says MB. “Of course I’m crying!” bawls Luo Binghe, beautiful face the picture of misery. “The love of my life is kissing some stupid little gremlin and you won’t even help me murder him!”</blockquote> ➤ OH MY GOD this is exactly as unhinged as it should be ➤ series consists of: an iceberg with your name on it face-first into the ice-cold ocean

<blockquote> Shang Qinghua sighed. “Well, I suppose men will always be led by their bedpartners.” [...] As Liu Qingge left the other peak lords behind, he considered this latest weapon in his arsenal. Could he use it to defeat Shen Qingqiu, and finally become Yue Qingyuan’s favorite? And, more importantly, would it be dishonorable? No, he decided. It would be the bond of warriors. Liu Qingge wants to be Yue Qingyuan's favorite shidi. Shen Qingqiu doesn't want to let him. Yue Qingyuan just wants his martial brothers to get along. And nobody gets what they want. </blockquote> ➤ delicious complicated relationships that never get resolved! sort of gen, sort of poly?

<blockquote>Duv Galeni has a radio show. Gregor Vorbarra has a radio.</blockquote> ➤ the one where Gregor listens to subversive Komarran music

<blockquote>"Have you heard of Wei Wuxian?" someone bellows. It's a teenager with a microphone, the speakers loud and obnoxious above his head. "Come join the Yiling Wei sect and earn the opportunity for her to teach you personally!" He has a stall and everything. There's another teenage boy with him, handing out leaflets. Wei Ying pulls her hair down to cover the sides of her face and walks up. "Hey! Are you interested in demonic cultivation?" asks the kid brightly. He grabs a leaflet off the stall and thrusts it at her. "Uh, I don't really know a lot about it," Wei Ying says, "but you said Wei Wuxian could personally teach me?" / Aka the casefic where someone is impersonating Wei Wuxian and has founded a sect, or possibly a cult, or possibly a multi-level marketing scheme, in her name. Aka the wlw mlm fic.</blockquote> ➤ the one where xy founds the yiling Wei sect pretending to be wwx

<blockquote>Brunch went south about two steps away from the front entrance of Shen Yuan’s favorite cafe; a place with free wifi, big squishy chairs, custom mimosa pitchers, and an endless avocado toast special. He arrived bright and early with his computer bag under one arm and the intention of staking out one of the solo tables in back for the rest of the morning until he’d finished his current editing project. The project in question was the latest offering from Airplane Shooting Towards the Sky after he broke out from webnovels, so endless mimosas and carbohydrates would be necessary for Shen Yuan to make it through with his sanity and blood pressure intact. Shang Qinghua was late on his most recent draft, but the earliest chapters had been finalized so he could get started on that at least. However, his phone pinged just as he reached the entrance, and Shen Yuan made the fatal mistake of pausing to check the message. Shen Jiu: Too late now, but brace yourself. We’re inside. Qi-ge set us both up. Or: that one where Shen Yuan lost his break up, but Luo Binghe is about to kill it on the rebound.</blockquote> ➤ series consists of: Brunch Warfare Best Served Cold

<blockquote>Millennial vs Gen Z? Shen Qingqiu wishes. A young transmigrator has a new idol; Shen Qingqiu is very tired.</blockquote>

<blockquote>CROWLEY: I try not to make a habit of gratitude, but I must give our appreciation to everyone out there who’s been listening and subscribing to The Ineffable Plan. AZIRAPHALE: Ooh, yes, we’ve become quite popular, haven’t we? CROWLEY: Yeah, just hit number eight on the advice charts … No advertising at all. AZIRAPHALE: Mm. How … miraculous. CROWLEY: … Aziraphale. You did not. / Crowley and Aziraphale are very possibly the people least qualified, on the entire planet, to start up an advice podcast. But what else is there to do when the world isn’t ending anytime soon, you’re technically on indefinite sabbatical from your lifelong careers, and you need a plausible excuse to spend more time with your best friend who you’re definitely not, absolutely not, maybe just a little, actually maybe overwhelmingly in love with?</blockquote>

<blockquote>The war with France has been oddly quiet of late, which is good (though frustrating) news for Temeraire, newly-trained and just learning to patrol the English coast. Meanwhile Laurence meets an amnesiac Frenchman in Dover and takes advantage of the covert's idleness.</blockquote> ➤ in which an amnesiac Napoleon ends up in England for a while

<blockquote>"My friends," he said. "Patria is my alpha."</blockquote> ➤ and: <blockquote>"His rhetoric about giving birth to the revolution is suddenly much more terrifying," Courfeyrac said.</blockquote> ➤ I CANNOT EVEN. (Also yessssss I finally have an enjolras/patria tag!)