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They’re a merchant’s son through and through; measuring her weight in gold, as though she were a rare artifact, something to be possessed and kept safe. It’s the look of a spoiled young mistress, keeping her hands full with a new toy, He Xuan realizes, watching them with half lidded gazes. She supposes there is no problem in letting them have their fun.
This is for the end goal, she tells herself.
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After that day, he began to rise for Dhuhr. He’d force himself to sleep, and then rise for Asr. Maghrib. Isha. Muscle memory. Warm but unfamiliar. Like the blood of the strong jawed man that was now pumping through his body. Impulses to clean. Even the untouchable washed up before prayer. Five minutes before Fajr, whispering bismallah to himself in bed, Louis responding that he didn’t know he was Muslim, and he wasn’t, but he’d rub circles into his hands three times before the masses turned to Mecca, like an insatiable tic buried now in his blood. It might have always been buried, actually, and had just experienced unearthing.
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Armand rediscovering Islam in the 70's and the odyssey of memories that accompany it.
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30 Jun 2026
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狐狸精的故事; the fox spirit's story by yiqie
Fandoms: 天官赐福 - 墨香铜臭 | Tiān Guān Cì Fú - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
24 Jan 2020
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心想事成, 一帆风顺. May all your heart’s wishes come true, and may your sails move with the winds.
// This is Xie Daozhang’s first Lunar New Year in the Ghost City, and it’s all hands on deck.
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20 Sep 2025
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Silent in the Dark (TGCF Holiday Card ficlet) by tucuxi
Fandoms: 天官赐福 - 墨香铜臭 | Tiān Guān Cì Fú - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
19 Jan 2022
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Hua Cheng cries in his sleep.
Written for my "Fuck off 2021" holiday cards to friends.
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- Part 4 of Fuck off 2021 Ficlets (2021-22 card fic)
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20 Sep 2025
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A place far from this loud world by tucuxi
Fandoms: 二哈和他的白猫师尊 - 肉包不吃肉 | The Husky and His White Cat Shizun - Meatbun Doesn't Eat Meat
03 Jul 2024
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Chu Wanning can hear the racket coming out of Mengpo Hall long before he’s close enough to see into the dark interior. He refuses to squint, even though the bright sun stings his eyes. He knows the dimmer hall will be a respite once he gets indoors, just as he knows it will quieten when he enters. At the moment, however, the raised voices and yelps of laughter hit him like a series of lashes, causing seemingly tangible pain that he ignores only through long years of practice.
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- Part 4 of Tux's Gotcha 4 Gaza Fics
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20 Sep 2025
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combine well, stir by cafecliche
Fandoms: 余污 - 肉包不吃肉 | Remnants of Filth - Meatbun Doesn't Eat Meat
26 Dec 2023
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At the stony look on Mo Xi’s face, Murong Lian’s lips take on a sly tilt. “There’s no need to worry. Even when he prefers my cooking, he won’t be any less besotted with you.”
Mo Xi does not miss the key word, there: when. “What does that mean?” he asks.
“Nothing at all,” Murong Lian says as he slides a stock pot onto the stove, next to Mo Xi’s bubbling porridge. “Just that there’s no shame in being a spoiled young master. It’s not as if you can help it, Xihe-jun. It’s how you were raised.”
Mo Xi is grateful, as he so often is, that the boil of his spiritual power has settled since he was a child. Gu Mang loves this kitchen. It would be a shame to burn any of it.
(Or: when Gu Mang falls ill, Mo Xi and Murong Lian take it upon themselves to cook for him. A few insecurities boil themselves to the surface along the way.)
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28 Nov 2024