[Fandom stats] Biggest fandoms, ships, and characters on AO3 (2021) by toastystats (destinationtoast)
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06 Feb 2021
What it says on the tin. :)
- Part 103 of Fandom Stats
Bookmarked by Kaagareth
21 May 2021
02 Nov 2020
“Nie Huaisang?” he demands, stumbling down the dirt path towards him. “What- are you the one who took down my wards?!”
He looks—awful. His eyes are sunken, his cheeks sallow. The robes he is wearing are nothing like the luxurious fabric he used to wear when he was still Yunmeng Jiang’s first disciple. Instead they are thread beard and worn, from a coarse fabric that looks irritating to the skin. There is a shakiness to his gait that Nie Huaisang has never seen from his friend, who always walked with such a presence as if to defy a world that has sentenced him to death.
“Of course it was me!” he scolds. “You really should take better care and hide your talismans.”
Wei Wuxian, rudely enough, ignores his (useful!) advice and instead looks at him like he’s mad. “What are you doing here?”
“Betraying the gentry and siding with evil, duh,” Huaisang rolls his eyes. “Now, will you let me in? I’m hungry.”
05 Nov 2020
Jingyi frowned. “So, what? You went into the Burial Mounds willingly?”
Wei Wuxian smiled and it felt all wrong on his face. When he had accepted this mission, he hadn’t expected to hold a lesson about something that still left him gasping for breath in the middle of the night. “I was thrown from a sword by Wen Chao. I was—unwell at the time, so when I hit the ground—” He laughed. “Splat.”
“Splat,” Jingyi echoed, eyes wide.
(The juniors interrogate Wei Wuxian about the Burial Mounds—and quickly regret asking.)
10 Nov 2020
“What,” Nie Mingjue said, even as Jin Zixuan got up with a set expression on his face to accept a bow from his servant, “are you doing?”
Jin Zixuan paused, looking puzzled – and no surprise, since Nie Mingjue hadn’t said anything beyond the most mundane greetings when he first arrived. “Sect Leader Nie..?”
Nie Mingjue rose to his feet, his brother’s hand falling off of his arm as if he’d shaken him off like a dog. “What are you doing?” he demanded, louder this time. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?”
07 Mar 2021
“A-Yuan,” he says, carefully, “did—did you make the flowers grow like this?”
A-Yuan shakes his head in exasperation. “Baba, I said. Doctor Flowers did it.”
“Doctor Flowers,” Lan Zhan repeats, pointing at the tiny plum tree, just to confirm that his son is suggesting a magical tree named Doctor Flowers sprouted overnight and made their tame family project turn into a verdant jungle.
A-Yuan nods. “Doctor Flowers,” he confirms. “He’s funny! I like him.”
A mysterious garden blooms on Lan Zhan's rooftop. His internet forum pen pal gives great gardening advice but never seems to sleep. The man who works at the florist, who keeps reviving the plants that Lan Zhan can't seem to keep alive, has a beautiful smile.
These things are related.
Bookmarked by Kaagareth
28 Apr 2021