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Lotus Seeds by Brieeze01
Fandoms: 魔道祖师 | Módào Zǔshī (Cartoon), 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV), The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation, The Founder of Diabolism, Mo Dao Zu Shi
10 Aug 2021
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Jiang Cheng sat at his dressing table in the light of a single candle. It was so early in the morning the twilight of dawn had yet to brush the tips of the flowers outside his window. He sat there in silence pulling his hair up into its sharp style and thought of nothing as he did the same motions he had done a thousand times before. He felt hollow and almost numb as he sat there.
He leaned forward to grab his hairpiece and settled it neatly at the base of his knot, pausing to glance at his own eyes in the mirror and for a moment he stared at the pale blue eyes that looked back at him and that quiet emptiness faded as a rush of emotions roared up inside him crashing through his heart; anger, devastation, insecurity, betrayal, love, regret, guilt, hatred and oh how he hated.
He hated so much sometimes he thought he’d die with all the hate in his veins. He hated the Wens, he hated the world and he hated Wei WuXian. He hated him with crippling intensity, a hate so profound it matched the devastating love he still had for his brother. And he hated that too. He laid a trembling hand on his abdomen where that pulsing core sat, that awful, powerful, stolen core and what he would give to not know it was Wei WuXian's.
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snowfall over fresh blossoms // fingers in fresh fruit by oh_fudgecakes
Fandoms: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, 魔道祖师 | Módào Zǔshī (Cartoon)
18 Oct 2022
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The memory of it haunts his waking fantasies, his moments of weakness— that bloom of pink, like the bleed of ink on white parchment, peeking shyly out from between pale cheeks.
He wants to put his lips on that lily white taint, wants to kiss his way up to that tender blossom and make it flower.
In which Lan Xichen is obsessed with Jiang Cheng's plum blossom, and they inch very, very slowly towards penetrative sex through the ripe lands of "okay you can look at it, but you can't touch it" to "you can touch it, but you can't put your fingers in" to "maybe you can put a finger in, but only the tip!" to "just the tip of your cock" to— In the process, Lan Xichen learns to grapple with his lust, and the shame he feels at his own sexual desires.
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18 Dec 2024