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Oscar Piastri, eh? It's not the worst idea he's ever had.
Bookmarked by jiminescence
10 Mar 2024
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"It's like, a. Supercision thing," Lando says, smacking her gum. "Saw it online and thought, eh. Worth a shot, y'know?"
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the absence of hunger by parsnipit
Fandoms: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV)
25 Jun 2021
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Lan Zhan stops before him, standing stiff and straight. He meets Wei Wuxian’s eyes—glaring! He’s glaring at Wei Wuxian! Wow, he hasn’t done that in a while! “I spoke with Lan Jingyi today.”
“Okay,” Wei Wuxian says, arching his eyebrows. He knows Lan Jingyi can be a handful, but really, he’s not that bad. “I’m sorry?”
“He told me that you have not been eating.”
Wei Wuxian chuckles. This is not the appropriate response.
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08 Mar 2024
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Ch1 is the most painful thing I’ve ever read
Ch2 heals me -
a kind of emptiness by ScarlettStorm for bookwyrmling
Fandoms: 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV), 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
30 Oct 2021
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“Lan Luan-daifu says it looks like you’ve been undereating for months.”
“I eat!” Wei Wuxian protests. “You watch me eat, Lan Zhan!” Why is he protesting? He knows exactly what he’s been fucking up, and Lan Zhan almost certainly has the shape of it if not the details. The words stick in his throat, fishbones to choke on, and he drinks more soup in a sullen attempt at washing them away.
“Wei Ying,” Lan Zhan says, setting a hand on his too-wiry thigh. There’s a whole sentence in the name now, layers of meaning, and he says some of it out loud with, “What’s wrong?”
The fight goes out of Wei Wuxian. It’s finally easy to surrender: Lan Zhan knows. It’s humiliating, but he knows. “Ah, Lan Zhan,” he says quietly. “It’s… complicated.”
Lan Zhan nods, his hand petting over Wei Wuxian’s leg in comforting arcs. “Then we can work together to fix it,” he says earnestly. “Tell me?”
Or: Recovery is complicated.
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Lando’s not sure when exactly he and Oscar started playing this little game - the one where Oscar doesn’t get to come until Lando decides he’s been good enough. He just knows that he doesn’t want to stop anytime soon.
He reaches out to poke Oscar in the side, harder than you’d do it if you truly were only playing around. Lando watches him jerk and curl in on himself with a suppressed whine, trying to continue eating his pasta like everything is fine. As if Lando hadn’t bent him over the back of the sofa twenty minutes ago and fucked him until there were bruises purpling his hips, leaving Oscar unsatisfied and panting for more.