Nomells
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- Hermitcraft SMP (1)
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Joel has achieved his dream of getting into Hermitcraft, but even tough he shows himself as confident (and maybe a bit too arrogant), yet still his own insecurities catch up to him, but since it’s hidden behind his façade, nobody is noticing.
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Joel is struggling with perfection and is drowning in his own insecurity.
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Honey Dripper by whitelilybreathingproblems
Fandoms: 天官赐福 | Heaven Official's Blessing (Cartoon), 天官赐福 - 墨香铜臭 | Tiān Guān Cì Fú - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, 天官赐福 | Heaven Official's Blessing (Webcomic)
03 Apr 2022
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Mu Qing is a closeted freak and Feng Xin accidentally opens Mu Qing's very personal package.
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24 Feb 2026
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And You Are The Answer To Questions (That I Didn't Know My Soul Was Asking) by Doodsxd
Fandoms: 天官赐福 - 墨香铜臭 | Tiān Guān Cì Fú - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
03 Feb 2024
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“My women?” Feng Xin narrowed his eyes. “What are you talking about?”
“You know.” Feng Xin thought he heard something, sound leaking through the communication array. “The women that — ah! — take your dick.”
Feng Xin’s brain screeched to a halt. “Mu Qing. If this is another jab at my dick size, I swear to Heavens I’ll disconnect and never answer to you ever ag—“
“Shit! No, no, don’t. Talking to you is actually helping.” He sounded strained even through mental communication. “You must know. Do you hurt them?”
“Mu Qing, is something wrong?” He frowned, confused. “You sound weird.”
“Hah. Yes, yes. I need your help.” A groan. “I need you to tell me how they do it.”
“How who does what? Mu Qing—“
“How the women take your cock.”--
Or: the one where Mu Qing gets a replica of Ju Yang stuck inside his ass, and calls Feng Xin for help. Shenanigans ensue.
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24 Feb 2026
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ascending isn't worth the paperwork by nemaria (veredure)
Fandoms: 天官赐福 - 墨香铜臭 | Tiān Guān Cì Fú - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
27 Mar 2024
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Feng Xin really wasn’t meant to be a god.
It was a thought he’d had often, back when he was helping Dianxia alongside Mu Qing during the crown prince’s first ascension, and it was even more obvious now that he had ascended by his own merits. He was fucking terrible at navigating the bureaucracy and politics of it all, and honestly had no desire to get any better at it.
Did he just ascend at a bad time, or was getting started as a new god this confusing for everyone?
Feng Xin suffers through the paperwork of becoming a new god — but with the help of a mysterious benefactor, it goes more smoothly than expected.
Series
- Part 1 of heavenly paperwork
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24 Feb 2026
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‘Til Death You’ll Share My Crown (And My Soul) by Doodsxd
Fandoms: 天官赐福 - 墨香铜臭 | Tiān Guān Cì Fú - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
31 Jan 2024
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It started with Ling Wen, of all people.
He had been on her palace researching about a specific type of ghost that he had been receiving prayers about, when he noticed her looking.
Like, really looking.
And then Pei Ming joined her. They exchanged some words, and then they were both just like. Staring at him.
Feng Xin didn’t think he wanted to know what the fuck was going on there, so he grabbed the scrolls and walked out. Passing them, though, he thought he heard them saying something like—
“Damn, where did you stop?”
“One hundred and seventy eight.”
“Shit, I only got to thirty two!”
… what the fuck was going on?
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- Part 1 of Tales of Love, Choice and Devotion
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24 Feb 2026
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It started with Ling Wen, of all people.
He had been on her palace researching about a specific type of ghost that he had been receiving prayers about, when he noticed her looking.
Like, really looking.
And then Pei Ming joined her. They exchanged some words, and then they were both just like. Staring at him.
Feng Xin didn’t think he wanted to know what the fuck was going on there, so he grabbed the scrolls and walked out. Passing them, though, he thought he heard them saying something like—
“Damn, where did you stop?”
“One hundred and seventy eight.”
“Shit, I only got to thirty two!”
… what the fuck was going on?
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“No archery competitions this year, then,” Mu Qing comments.
Because that’s what summer usually consists of, for Feng Xin: travelling, archery, and spending time with people who aren’t his prickly best friend. For Mu Qing, summers have always been considerably quieter and less interesting. He works shifts at his mother’s shop, occasionally messages Feng Xin to ask how his competitions are going, and spends the rest of his time reading or thinking about how much he resents summer.
This will be the first time since the two of them met that Feng Xin won’t be leaving as soon as summer begins. It really isn’t that big of a deal—at least, that’s what Mu Qing tells himself.
“I thought I’d make the most of this summer at home, instead,” Feng Xin says. He seems almost bashful as he says, “You know, with the people I actually care about.”
Or: Mu Qing has always hated summer, until now.
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24 Feb 2026
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“No archery competitions this year, then,” Mu Qing comments.
Because that’s what summer usually consists of, for Feng Xin: travelling, archery, and spending time with people who aren’t his prickly best friend. For Mu Qing, summers have always been considerably quieter and less interesting. He works shifts at his mother’s shop, occasionally messages Feng Xin to ask how his competitions are going, and spends the rest of his time reading or thinking about how much he resents summer.
This will be the first time since the two of them met that Feng Xin won’t be leaving as soon as summer begins. It really isn’t that big of a deal—at least, that’s what Mu Qing tells himself.
“I thought I’d make the most of this summer at home, instead,” Feng Xin says. He seems almost bashful as he says, “You know, with the people I actually care about.”