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good night in my head xia fei is the possessive one but it's lowkey like vein is possessive and loud about it but xia fei is possessive and quiet. where vein leaves bite marks across xia fei's collar bones, xia fei carves his name into xiao weiying's soul.

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notes on veifei and reciprocation of the gaze

(or, rethinking the PVS as taking place After yingdu, and thinking about vein and xf looking at each other, basically. is this even anything)

- xia fei's PV — in a post Yingdu context we see 'influencer' xf, the news report at YE6 refers to him as such, prior to that he's just a part time model:

- liu xiao's appearance in XF PV is transactional; conversely vein's appearance doesn't have that implication — its one sided; vein gazes upon XF with a smirk/smile, a look of (personal) interest

- what's the point of showing this scene?

- POST yingdu context/interpretation — vein is overseeing/watching over (an unaware) XF? Amusement? (endearment?) (veifei stonks are UP because xf would have to have really captured vein's attention for him to still be looking at him 'beyond the grave'/from the shadows)

- other instances of the (un)reciprocated gaze? the ED; vein looking towards the light, XF looking out towards the rain; the first meeting in which there is a reciprocal gaze (tho really the focus/framing is on vein looking down at XF); XF 'looking up to vein' in the metaphorical sense (what he says to shiguang in bahati), gazing up at the clocktower (which vein is atop of in the OP)

- XF is Unaware of vein's gaze, but looks at him/up to him regardless; vein is Aware of XF's gaze, and does seem to gaze back (reciprocation of the gaze)

- the role of surveillance -- suggesting control/dominance (vein's PV, and his appearance in XF's) - but we see XF's 'self surveillance' in his PV too - submission/acceptance/...reciprocation? A 'please watch me' - XF is looking For vein/looking AT vein -> what he does ("i got nothing left to lose / all i do is pursue") is for vein's return(ed gaze)

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Xia fei, in vein's lap: Yo bro look at th-

Vein: my tongue was two inches deep in your throat five minutes ago you don't get to call me bro.

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...why was xia fei the first to be called, is he... the emergency contact??

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“Drinking without my permission, sweetie?”

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WHY IS HE ALWAYS STARING AT THE BIG BEN??? WHAT’S ON THAT DAMN CLOCK??

I wanna say that there’s more to this than shipper brainrot BUT

VEIN IS ON THAT CLOCK! AND HE’S THE ONLY ONE WE’VE EVER SEEN UP THERE

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Prompted by this reblog by @pastorfutureletthembe

Didn't feel like drawing Vein again, his hair is a nightmare. If anyone wants to volunteer, feel free to do so

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I tried my hands on VeinFei this time ❤️🧡 Closeups under the cut ♥

The details on this man's outfit are A NIGHTMARE.

I hope our walking death flag proves us wrong 🙏 one episode to go.

Unshaded version because I kinda liked that one, too.

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he said no pickles

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Domestic shiguang 4-panel

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what do you mean it's not what happened

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the dream invites me to dance

A single spotlight shines down on the stage, and soft music fills the air. A man emerges from the wings. Cheng Xiaoshi’s breath catches in his throat.

cheng xiaoshi is hired to take photos of a ballet recital, where he meets the most beautiful man he has ever seen

🩰 2.3k words || shiguang meet-cute 📸 written for FretCore on ao3/twt through @sgdlraction

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Lu Guang's clothes pt.2

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no no no plz just be a misunderstood cinnamon roll plz keksjsndkxkxmxm

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been awhile since i made fanart

As you can see my artstyle from day 5 of drawing fanart for link click has come a long way! thanks to the free comms i did to practice and try things out. pretty sure i did 19 comms... LETS GOO (don't say anything about the camera)

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soooo, i was NOT expecting Flashbang to get as much traction on here or on ao3 as it did 😀 um...

i'm glad y'all liked it sm!!! don't get me wrong, it was a super pleasant surprise! @sarahblueskyyyy i got you!! >w•

so uh... enjoy part 2?

The tapes had looked fuzzy.

They were cheap, Qiao Ling will admit, so the quality wasn’t always consistent… but bright white hair was hard to miss. Impossible to miss, really. Even in the dark, it caught eyes like a beacon. 

So when that lanky figure had walked into the studio, fitted with a tailing brown coat and a barely visible watch, Qiao Ling thought she was getting pranked. He was broader in the shoulders, more assured in his methodical pace to the counter, but oh-so-unbearably familiar. It was almost uncomfortable. 

No- it was uncomfortable.

Lu Guang was in the hospital because of this guy. 

And- listen…. She was in no way, shape, or form under the delusion that her friend was the only person with a shock of white hair. Or even the only person with unusually colored hair [she thinks of braided red in her peripheral, as well as… pink..? For some reason? Eh, it’s not her problem right now]  okay? It’s just that- Qiao Ling could layer this silhouette over her friend and have a near identical match. 

Cheng Xiaoshi grabs her by the shoulders, his calloused hands careful not to squeeze but to ground, and gives her a little jostle.

“Landlady,” he stresses, “What do you mean it looked like Lu Guang?”

Right, time and place. Qiao Ling could get lost in her musings later, when they weren’t going out of their minds waiting for Guangguang’s results.

She shakes her brother off. 

“Exactly what I said!” 

“What you said didn’t even make any sense! Why would Lu Guang-”

“I didn’t say it was-”

The siblings’ worried bickering gets cuffed when the doctor clears his throat.

“Family of Lu Guang…?” he ventures, looking between the two like they might bite his hand.

....honestly, she wouldn't put it past her brother. Or herself. She definitely remembers biting Cheng Xiaoshi at least once before, back when they were smaller and could get away with playfighting under the careful supervision of...

Well, anyway, Qiao Ling wonders if that would be something Lu Guang would enjoy... then again, she's seen him get winded from going up the stairs too fast so- maybe not.

Luckily, nothing seemed to be permanently damaged in Lu Guang's pretty head. Physically, anyway. He'd always... kinda been a mixed bag of loose screws. Qiao Ling wasn't even entirely sure if they were all his screws.

Sometimes, and this is nothing against him, Lu Guang was just kind of an odd dude. She'd catch him muttering to himself sometimes, and then an hour or two later she'd hear that exact phrase. From total strangers!

The burden of divination, she guessed...

When they get into his room, Cheng Xiaoshi immediately swarms his fair haired friend's side. Lu Guang looks... bad, to say the least. There are bandages wrapped around his eyes [a precaution to prevent further damage] and his hands are shaking against the hospital sheets. Which are somehow darker than his skin.

It makes her chest hurt.

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He doesn't ever wanna see Lu Guang like this again.

Lu Guang was never the pinnacle of health- with his fair skin, and near permanent eyebags- but now... now.. his friend looked ghostly. His chest hitched with slightly too shallow breaths, as his fingers balled tightly into the hospital sheets.

Which- those had to be off-white, right..? Because if they weren't then that would mean that Guangguang was paler than- he wasn't going to think about it.

On instinct, Cheng Xiaoshi wants to throw his arms around his fair friend's shoulders and never let go. Although considering that said friend currently couldn't see, doing so without warning probably.. wouldn't... end very well.

For either of them.

"Lu Guang...?" he tries instead, deciding to gently tap the bed about an inch from crooked knuckles. Something warms in his chest when they loosen on the bedding.

His fair friend shakily pats forward until he has a feeble grip on Cheng Xiaoshi's hand.

"It's weird hearing you sound so timid," Lu Guang jokes bluntly, but it falls slightly flat under the tremor of... fear.

Cheng Xiaoshi removes his hand from Lu Guang's, staunchly ignoring the way his heart shatters at the sad little sound his fair friend lets out- clearly unintentionally. He asked for so little from Xiaoshi...

"I'm going to hug you now," he warns, hands now resting on slim shoulders.

"...what."

"Cheng Xiaoshi-" Qiao Ling tries to cut in.

He doesn't heed either of their words. Lu Guang had sought out reassurance from him, and he was going to get it. Also Cheng Xiaoshi also kinda really needed a hug right now too.

It was scary seeing his friend crash like that, okay!?

With one hand sliding into fluffy white hair, he presses Lu Guang into his shoulder and buries his face atop his head. They're still for a second- tense- and then simultaneously release bone deep sighs of relief.

As aloof as he tried to appear, Lu Guang craved physical intimacy just as much as Cheng Xiaoshi did- maybe even more so, considering how often he would rest his ear against the darker haired boy's chest when he thought he was sound asleep.

Cheng Xiaoshi doesn't know what had happened to his roommate to make him so cautious- so dependant on hearing the steady thump-thump-thump of a beating heart, but if he could provide even a little bit of comfort to him...

He would oblige every, single, time.

Distantly, they can hear Qiao Ling talking with the doctor, though their heads are too fuzzy with the events of the day to properly register the words. Cheng Xiaoshi thinks his sister is either getting Lu Guang permission to come home early, or himself permission to stay, but he doesn't think too hard about it.

She'll tell them anything important.

He should've known his peaceful entanglement with Lu Guang couldn't last.

Qiao Ling gives them what could be hours, or just simply seconds, before shattering their bubble.

"You two... As cute as this is, we really.. need to talk about what happened."

Lu Guang stiffens in his arms, that ever present tension Cheng Xiaoshi had been working so hard to massage out now back in an instant. He tries not to mourn the loss of warmth as his fair friend pulls away.

He'll keep holding his hand though... Guangguang deserves that much.