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    Mo Ran glances to the person nearest to him, shrouded underneath their umbrella. The rain patters off the canvas, rolling to disappear into the damp grass around his neighbor’s soaking house slippers. “I don’t see a fire. Do you think it was kids messing around? When’s the fire department going to get here and switch that damn thing off?”

    The person scoffs lowly. “How should I know?”  

    Mo Ran wrinkles his nose. “Just making conversation.” His skin prickles with goosebumps, a shiver wracking his body. His nipples could cut glass right about now, he notices with a humorless chuckle to himself, and he lifts his hands to chafe the skin of his arms, dancing in place to warm up. “I hope it’s soon,” he says. “Fucking freezing out here.”  

    The umbrella tilts fractionally, revealing a sliver of a sharply angled jaw. The person’s throat works in a swallow, and then the umbrella is back, blocking Mo Ran’s view of their face. “Perhaps you should have put on more clothes.”
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    A Ranwan "3am and the fire alarm in our apartment complex just went off let me lend you my jacket while we wait on the sidewalk" AU, or something like it.

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    Lan Wangji lifts his head to press his lips to Xiao-Hei's forehead, the kiss an expression of all the affection he has to offer.

    “Prrt?” Xiao-Hei says, and stretches, and—

    The weight on Lan Wangji increases abruptly, and his hands aren't touching soft fur anymore, they're touching soft skin—bare skin—and he's looking down into Xiao-Hei's yellow, slitted eyes, though not into Xiao-Hei's little cat face, but the face of a man.

    A beautiful, startled, very naked man.

    Or: Lan Wangji finds himself with a stray cat he didn't want, then a stray cultivator he pretends not to want, and then a stray boyfriend he definitely wants.

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    02 Jul 2024

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    ““Yes,” Lan Zhan says, and holds his hand out for his neighbor’s phone. He’s wearing pajamas, which don’t have pockets, so he doesn’t have his phone with him. He can, however, put his information into his neighbor’s phone.

    His neighbor looks at Lan Zhan’s hand uncomprehendingly and slowly puts his own hand into it. Lan Zhan stares at him. Maybe his type is stupid.”

    I AM CRYING

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    "What if I've forgotten how?" Wei Ying says persistently. "What if I'm not good at it any more? Lan Zhan, you have to help me. You have to."

    "How would you like me to help you?" Lan Zhan is tired. Maybe it's the heat, but he feels so very tired right now. He pops open his seltzer and takes a long sip.

    "Kiss me," Wei Ying says promptly. "Show me how."

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    30 Jun 2024

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    send help, this fic had me on my death bed from all the pining my god

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    The old woman looks at Lan Zhan. "What's his name?"

    Lan Zhan looks down at the man's pale, slack face, and presses his own hand against the cut, trying to staunch the blood flow with his glove. "Wei Ying," he says without thinking about it.

    The man stirs slightly in his arms, his eyes blinking open for a moment. "Oh," he says faintly. "It's you."

    Lan Zhan stares down at him, the stranger in his arms, whose name is Wei Ying. Which is something Lan Zhan knows. How does he know that? How does—he can't—this isn't—

    "It's okay," Wei Ying says, reaching up to pat vaguely at Lan Zhan's face. "It's all—" His eyes slip closed again and he's limp in Lan Zhan's arms.

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