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    After months of writer’s block, Shang Qinghua takes a delivery job out of desperation. Like, a lot of desperation. He's got bills to pay and mouths to feed. His mouth, mostly. But when he takes the job, he's only planning on paying his rent. He's definitely not expecting that his writer’s block is gonna crash into a set of rock hard abs.

    He’s also not expecting that he’d get all moral about it.

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    16 Oct 2021

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    "Shang Qinghua. You are safe. You are mine. You were given a poison that affects your memory. Dual cultivation will cure the effects. We will wait until you are ready for it. Do you have any questions?"


    Shang Qinghua wakes up to find that not only has he transmigrated, he's also lost his memory. And for some reason, neither the world of PIDW nor Mobei Jun are quite how he remembers writing them...

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    14 Oct 2021

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    Wei Ying abandons her suitcase to investigate the sleeping situation, already coming up with a hundred reasons not to inconvenience Lan Zhan by stealing half of her fucking bed, and then gets a better look at it.

    It’s huge. Wei Ying has seen a king bed before, and this is bigger than that. Is that a California King? Is that what those huge-ass orgy beds are called? There are parking spaces smaller than this bed. Wei Ying has lived in apartments smaller than this bed.

    “You know,” Wei Ying says thoughtfully, “I’ll level with you. I was gonna volunteer to sleep on the couch, or steal some pillows and blankets and sleep in the bathtub, but then I saw this monstrosity. Lan Zhan, look at this fucking bed.”

    Lan Zhan rests her hands on the room divider, her face softly amused. “I am looking.”

    “We could tend a whole herd of sheep on this bed,” Wei Ying says, warming to her subject. “We could cross the Pacific Ocean and weather any storm on this bed. Fuck, Lan Zhan, I could stage an entire community theatre production of Chicago on this bed.”

    Or: There was only one bed, but that part's fine, actually.

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    12 Oct 2021

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    “Airplane-bro!”
    “Cucumber-bro, I’ll save you!”
    Xin Mo had opened a portal and they were gone before Shang Qinghua could stumble towards them. He fell to his knees and stared at where the portal was.
    “Karma is a bitch,” he said, sadly.
    Mobei-Jun decided not to ask.

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    The life and times of Shang Qinghua, Meme Connoisseur

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    10 Oct 2021

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    "Wei Ying is very good at growing things," Lan Zhan says and takes his hands, uncaring of the dirt. Wei Wuxian knows enough now to let him, knows enough that it is something Lan Zhan wants, almost needs, to stain his hands with Wei Wuxian like this.

    And then later, as their scents mingle with each other's - Sandalwood and pine and lotus blooms, like a place where the mountains meet water, Lan Zhan splays his fingers across Wei Wuxian's stomach, whispers softly into the slope of his shoulders.

    "Wei Ying is very good at growing things."

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    07 Oct 2021