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hello um would you like to engage in some tomfoolery and perhaps shenanigans with me? (with unbearable lust)

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mandatory late summer wangxian in love 🩵

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But are you normal about your friend who wears the corrupted amulet?

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spending my two minutes of free time drawing outfits for hua cheng 🌸

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To die for you in battle is my greatest honor

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update I am halfway through sha po lang this book is so good

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Finally finished hualian ^^ 🌸🦋

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due to an incredibly and impractically long flight + layover + train scheduling I have decided to expand my knowledge of priest's novels sooo any recommendations?

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sleeping in the heart of paradise

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Mo Xuanyu

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"someone who allows you to rest" is the relationship dynamic of all time

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Happy new year friends!! :)) this one was really difficult for me, but I’m grateful for the slivers of joy and community I was able to find on here ~ let’s make the next year a better one!!

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happy release day!

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Happy Birthday Jiang Cheng!

别伤心啦舅舅！

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TGCF AD ∟ mini theater: night chat ♡

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I don't think any protagonist can ever top Wei 'Yiling Laozu' Wuxian. No one is doing it like him. He is an icon. He can shoot arrows blindfolded. He is a prankster. He falls for a boy and decides immediately that he must have said boy's attention on him at all time. He is necromancer exacting his vengeance. He is just three years old. He is a flirt. He has his first kiss in his twenties. He does not remember your name. He does remember that one song his crush sang to him in a cave when he was injured and feverish. He is a sunshine boy. He survived the hell of hells. He died and was unhappily brought back to life. He's the bizarre genius, the miraculous hero, the force of the rebellion, the flower that blooms alone. He walks the single plank bridge alone. He is the awesome gay uncle who knows everything. He is a pretty boy. He is the most moral, steadfast person you know. He is just a man throwing flowers to his love. He rips his hard won talent out to repay a debt that never was. He is a sister's boy. He is an abuse survivor. He is an urban legend. He is one of the most handsome men of his time. He has so much trauma. He plants children like radishes. He threw the arrow he was shot with from a rooftop and killed someone. He is a talented musician. He is a scheming fox. He can drink you under the table. He is so fucking tired of this bullshit. He has probably long since burned his tastebuds with the spice he puts in his food. He is broke. He kisses skeletons on their hands in gratitude. He confesses his deep, abiding love in the middle of being held hostage. He attempts the impossible and succeeds. He is an untamed hero, standing against a world condemning the innocent. He is everything.

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