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- SKAM (Norway) (6)
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Even is not feeling so good.
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“Isak, I don’t want to fight with you.”
“We didn’t fight, we were just… arguing.”
Isak and Even are just a little bit competitive.
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Bloody hell. Even stared forlornly at the empty vials. The full moon was two days away and he had run out of wolfsbane potion. Again.
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- Part 3 of Isak and Even in the Wizarding World
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A tiny glimpse of Isak and Even during the Battle of Hogwarts and snapshots of them falling in love.
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- Part 2 of Isak and Even in the Wizarding World
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A short look into Even and Isak's thoughts during Even's depressive episode inspired by Troye Sivan.
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My love for Harry Potter and Skam made me want to combine the two.
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stray cat strut by ScarlettStorm
Fandoms: 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV), 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
26 Aug 2024
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Lan Wangji lifts his head to press his lips to Xiao-Hei's forehead, the kiss an expression of all the affection he has to offer.
“Prrt?” Xiao-Hei says, and stretches, and—
The weight on Lan Wangji increases abruptly, and his hands aren't touching soft fur anymore, they're touching soft skin—bare skin—and he's looking down into Xiao-Hei's yellow, slitted eyes, though not into Xiao-Hei's little cat face, but the face of a man.
A beautiful, startled, very naked man.
Or: Lan Wangji finds himself with a stray cat he didn't want, then a stray cultivator he pretends not to want, and then a stray boyfriend he definitely wants.
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Full of Promise by Boom_After_Dark (Boomchick), Boomchick for no_good_skyla
Fandoms: 天官赐福 - 墨香铜臭 | Tiān Guān Cì Fú - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
24 Jan 2025
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On the roof, Hua Cheng is standing sentinel, his eye fixed in the distance and his head cocked to listen. Xie Lian makes his steps silent as he approaches.
"Resentful energy," Hua Cheng notes quietly. "Someone is playing to the corpses. Calling up ghosts. And then—here, listen."
The dizi quiets, and a guqin thrums in the empty space it leaves. Xie Lian steps closer, gazing out in the same direction as his beloved.
"There's spiritual power in that," he notes.
Xie Lian and Hua Cheng encounter a pair of unusual cultivators as they travel the world together. A short and sweet concept of a fic, written for the TGCF Gotcha for Congo!
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Are you there, Crimson Rain Sought Flower? It's me, Wei Wuxian by PlumCherryPeach
Fandoms: 天官赐福 - 墨香铜臭 | Tiān Guān Cì Fú - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
10 Nov 2025
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“You’ve got a lot of nerve,” the man in red said. He folded his arms and scowled. “Don’t you know you aren't supposed to pray to Crimson Rain Sought Flower alone? He doesn't give a fuck about your problems. His Highness the Crown Prince of Xianle is the one worth worshipping. Include him or don't bother.”
Wei Wuxian stared at the man in front of him with open-mouthed amazement. What kind of weirdo zealot breaks into the heavily fortified lair of the infamous Yiling Patriarch, just to scold him for a mild act of blasphemy?!
Wei Wuxian thinks it would be funny to let everyone believe he's a follower of the evil ghost king, Crimson Rain Sought Flower. He doesn't expect to offend the man himself by... leaving out his husband.
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When Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian return to spend the first winter after their marriage in the Cloud Recesses, Wangji is forced to grapple with his uncle's resistance to accepting his new husband fully into the clan. At the heart of this conflict is Lan Qiren's rule forbidding talking to Wei Wuxian. How can Wangji make the Cloud Recesses a more welcoming place for his husband when what he fights now is his uncle's stubbornness?
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Somewhere I Belong by athena_crikey
Fandoms: 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV), 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, 魔道祖师 | Módào Zǔshī (Cartoon)
02 Sep 2023
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“Alright alright!” shouts an energetic voice from behind him.
Lan Zhan turns to see a young man in a ball cap, a black t-shirt and straight-cut blue jeans hurrying down the dock. He’s long and lanky, and his eyes under the brim of his hat are bright. His skin is tanned but his features are fine, smooth, his mouth generous. He’s got a clipboard in his hand. “Lan Zhan, is that right?”
His name rolls perfectly off this man’s tongue, smooth as if it were in Mandarin. He nods. “Cool. I’m Wei Ying – I’m your pilot and guide for this trip.”