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I am probably the last person on earth to see this, but it made me laugh so hard that I'm sharing it anyway.

The Most Public Private Meet-Cute [Episode 4]

NHS: hello everyone my name is nie huaisang

Background Person: hiii huaisaaang

NHS: and fun fact about me is that i grew up around lan xichen and i know exactly what his type is

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Does that final sentence express the sole thought which keeps me going some days? :nervous Jon Stewart laugh: Hahahaha, no, of course not, that would be absolutely ri-fuckin'-donkulous!

“do you ever think about anything besides your characters?” “no.” “even when you’re out?” “especially when i’m out. if i die, who will finish their story.”

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Savannah Brown, from a poem titled "Unmute me unmute me unmute me!," featured in Closer Baby Closer: Poems

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Today I'm sending all of my menstrual miseries to Jin Guangshan. May his corpse writhe for days with my agony.

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“Ask anything you will, except the life of Jin Guangyao.”

A post-canon story based on the tale of Sāvitrī and Satyavān from the Mahābhārata, in which a mysterious being comes to guide Jin Guangyao on his final journey - and leads Lan Xichen to some difficult realisations.

Excerpt: When the disciples searching the wreckage call out, Lan Xichen knows that they have uncovered the ruin of Jin Guangyao. The tears fall faster then, carrying with them his last hope of some impossible rescue; the earth at his feet dampens, and his grief does not. He is again a boy of eight, weeping, wondering why the magic that closes wounds and gentles pain cannot push breath back into the dead. Dust billows from the once-gorgeous entrance gate as stones are shifted within, and he stares at the unclean air that drifts towards him. A lance of sudden sunlight sets everything sparkling, as though what happened here might be washed away in a moment.

But in that light, through the glittering dust, appears a man unknown to Lan Xichen. Hair night-dark shines in a sunbeam like molten gold; clad in robes of moonlight pallor, he walks as though somehow adrift. His gaze, heavy with mystery, meets Lan Xichen's streaming eyes. It lasts only for a moment, and yet Lan Xichen is pulled to his feet by that look. Without understanding himself, he follows the figure into the temple.

Fandom: 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV) Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Rating: Teen & Up Audiences Relationship: Lan Huan | Lan Xichen/Meng Yao | Jin Guangyao Characters: Lan Huan | Lan Xichen, Meng Yao | Jin Guangyao, Original Character, (minor) Jin Ling | Jin Rulan  Additional Tags: Angst with a happy ending, Alternate universe - post-canon, Emotional hurt/comfort, Aftermath of killing a loved one, Suicidal thoughts, Confessions, Character study, Illustrated, Devotion, Mutual forgiveness.

=== I made this story with more love than I have ever poured into a piece of writing. Should you decide to read it, I hope that it touches your heart. 💙💛

(The tale is tagged CQL, not MDZS, because there is no coffin here. MDZS fans may still enjoy this story, keeping that point of canon divergence in mind.)

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A little less honour, or a touch less curiosity, and she might be tempted to accept heavy Qishan gold in return for a few mumbling passes, a declaration that she, too, can offer no cure. But that is not who Wen Qing is. She has never been one to use her arts for piercing a patient's purse, nor for propping up her reputation upon deceitful theatrics. She knows the tricks a doctor uses to lessen his labours and fatten his coffers, and she rejects them all. Her father would look down on her with disappointment keener than any needle; she herself would be unable to lift her face from the floor.

Even with men like this one, whom she would rather leave to rot in the shame of his sickness.

=== Wen Qing is the only one who can help a cultivator whom she has good reason to despise. What would her father do? And what will she do?

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV) Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply  Rating: General Audiences Relationship: Wen Zhuliu & Wen Qing Characters: Wen Qing, Wen Zhuliu, Wen Chao, (minor) Original Male Character Additional Tags: Pre-canon, Canon compliant, Worldbuilding, Moral dilemma, Character study, Healing as comfort, Family legacy, Hurt by overusing powers/magic.

=== At heart, this story is quite a personal piece; I too struggle with ethical dilemmas in a healing profession, and I am still seeking my own answers to some of the questions Wen Qing asks.

I would love to know your thoughts, should you decide to read it.

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Lan Huan | Lan Xichen/Meng Yao | Jin Guangyao Characters: Lan Huan | Lan Xichen, Meng Yao | Jin Guangyao Additional Tags: Fluff, Comfort, Domestic Fluff, Established Relationship Summary:

He walked back as purposefully as Lan Xichen had ever seen him at a task, before determinedly placing the bowl on the table in front of Lan Xichen, and himself across Lan Xichen's lap.

“A-Yao, what are you-”

Jin Guangyao laid a finger against his lips.

“As I said. You leave me no choice.”

Lan Xichen has been pushing himself too hard. Jin Guangyao has a plan to help.

This short fic was written by a talented and lovely friend - @luanna801 - who has such a knack for setting moods. Much recommended. :)

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Today I am getting iron pumped directly into my bloodstream, which is literally metal as fuck.

I can't wait for them to see my arm. Surely I'm not the only one who takes silly pride in having big, showy veins - the sort where a phlebotomist or nurse eyes your limb with relief and announces, "I don't even think I'll need a tourniquet!"

Anyway, I am absurdly excited to get some rich, delicious, intravenous iron dextran. Let's doooo thiiiis.

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Here's my public service for today: if, like me, you habitually rely on G00gle for searches but hate the stupid AI crap that appears at the top of every result, you can bypass that shit altogether by heading to https://udm14.com/ instead.

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I am desperate for a show that just follows Lan Xichen around for a week

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Writing XiYao is like trying to hold two extremely strong magnets in the same hand without having them connect. They maneuver around everything I do to keep them separated. They will collide given the slightest pretext. Occasionally they just snap together and have to be pried apart. It would be easier and more right to just let them join, even if there's no reasonable explanation for it, because they are desperately in love and deserve all the world and each other and okay the magnet simile kind of fell apart but can they please just be together already without details like "logic" and "context" getting in the way?

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"But integrity matters, compassion matters. Some people don't have those, but I think you do. You seem like somebody who would run to help. Of course that can be a problem too, because people don't do for themselves; they wait for you to fix it. They know you got their back, and they take advantage. You got to look out for yourself, you know what I'm saying?"

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Me: :goes to help a client:

Person with less than 20/20 eyesight, pointing to my chibi 3zun sticker: Oh, look at the babies on your badge! So cute! Are they yours?

Me, chuckling gently: No, no, they're a cartoon drawing from a show.

Me, mentally: YES THEY ARE MINE AND I LOVE THEM.

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Me: :enters room:

Person: Oh, I really like your avatar! That's so pretty!

Me: Avatar?

Person, pointing to LWJ sticker: Yes, in your badge. That's you, right?

Me, dressed all in black, with short brown hair and glasses: ….yes.

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Gorgeous!!!

Last drawing of the rainbow trilogy for Pride Month. Out of time for June, but for me Pride lasts all summer. So enjoy this XiYao! 🌈

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Zewu-jun(e), day 31 (haha!).

A bonus entry, for others who love XiYao.

Would anyone be interested in a compilation of Xiyao scenes from the Untamed?

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Maybe if he was a little less fuckable we wouldn’t be in this mess