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    Since he was a child, since Lan Wangji had first become aware of his own alienating effect on others, he has long resigned himself to a loveless marriage. Perhaps even a companionate one, so long as his partner was agreeable and unbothersome and let him have his own space.

    He could not have even begun to predict Wei Wuxian.

    (A canonverse arranged marriage fic.)

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    18 Oct 2021

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    Well done pretend/forced relationship to real one trope.

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    Among the cultivation sects and beyond, the soulmate threads are a shared and common knowledge: blue for a familial soulmate. Silver for a friend. Red for a lover.

    Lan Zhan is eight years old when the red thread first appears on his wrist.

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    11 Oct 2021

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    This is a recap-style au that mostly follows canon timeline, etc. It’s an example of a well-done one that doesn’t make me want to cry from boredom as the author just tells me the plot of the book/show. I love a good soulmate au and this one is sweet, bonus of a well written sex scene and general good prose.

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    The Prince of Gusu is kidnapped for ransom. He’s saved by a nightmare made flesh.

    Or: A necromancer, his palace of bones, his long-lost husband, and the rise of their dark kingdom.

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    08 Oct 2021

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    Dark, sexy, good love story—wish there was more. Idea of part-dark lwj is great, it makes so much sense.

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    The message says, I require exclusive commitment as well as flexibility. You may spend the night, but not always. I will be the one to keep the schedule of our meetings.

    Wei Ying crunches on a chip thoughtfully, then takes a deep breath and writes back, What do I get in return?

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    06 Oct 2021

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    This author is a queen of the formulaic “boy meets boy, boy pines for boy, boy doesn’t realize boy is in love with him too” fic, and that is most definitely a compliment. So good when you just need that itch scratched.

    And this fic? I can’t resist a good Pretty Woman takeoff. Very fun.

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    Wangji shuts his eyes and rocks A-Yuan and thinks about Wei Ying, Wei Ying. The sound of his laugh; the rage in his eyes at any cruelty, no matter how small. Water running down his face, mixed with tears and mud in the rain. The smell of his sweat and his combing-oil when he stood too close in the cold spring. His face when he’d said, I’ll carry you, too many years ago. If there is anything left of him, Wangji will still love it. It’s not even a question.

    When he opens his eyes all the candles in the room sputter at once, and go out.

    And then they come back again, as easily as they were extinguished. Wangji looks up, to find a tall shadow in the doorway.

    Wangji is not afraid.

    “Wei Ying,” he says. “Come in.”

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    03 Oct 2021

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    “ Did you feel that?” he says. “I… went into the sun. It was so warm. And bright. I couldn’t see. I’ve never felt anything like that.”

    “I went into the dark,” Wangji says, and Wei Ying’s soft expression freezes. “No. No, it was good,” Wangji says, and strokes his hair. “It was safe. It was like being born. Like being held in my sleep.”

    Wangji hasn’t been held in his sleep since he was A-Yuan’s age, but he remembers it. He thinks he does.

    “We... went into... each other,” Wei Ying says, with awe in his voice. “How could—”

    “Because we belong to each other,” Wangji says.”

    Yup.

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