#yan meng'gui

[fern-stone]

Rules: pick any ten of your fics, scroll to the midpoint, pick a line (or three) and share it. Then tag ten people. 

I got tagged by @nooowestayandgetcaught tyyyy! This looks v fun... I will also be cheating and doing more lines than 3 but less than 7 haha

How The Days Fly By  [Lord Asriel & Lyra Belacqua, Lyra Belacqua & Pantalaimon, Lord Asriel & Stelmaria | His Dark Materials | G rated | 4.2k words]

Lyra had rolled away from her scribbling, watching curiously as Pan sniffed out the toys laid out around her. She was waiting for him to choose. Asriel smiled slightly before returning to his book.

He felt a gentle tug on the end of his trousers and looked over to the little hand that had done it.

Lyra looked up at him, eyes brimming with curiosity and pride. In her mouth was the toy that he'd brought back for her. Beside her Pan was chewing cautiously on another toy, and had clearly done the same to the one now in her mouth.

What A Beautiful Wife I Have [Fu Shen / Yan Xiaohan |               黄金台 - 苍梧宾白 / Golden Stage | E rated | 3.3k words]

Yan Xiaohan's leg hooked around Fu Shen, his hands rising to his shoulders. Fu Shen found the world spinning around him as he was flipped onto his face, breath knocked out of him when his back hit the bed. This fucker!

"Yan Meng'gui, you let me up," Fu Shen hissed, face flushed as Yan Xiaohan pressed down on him. Did his husband have to go against the flow everytime? Was he not content with just sitting there and taking it? "Get off right now."

A Worthy Opponent [Mobei Jun / Shang Qinghua | Scum Villain Self Saving System | M Rated | 8.2k words]

And he was... Crying?

Shang Qinghua felt fear strike into his heart at such a pitiful sight. He never thought he'd see Mobei Jun shed a single tear, not when even the worst pain didn't seem to phase him. Yet here he was, tears streaming down his pale face and eyes staring up at the ceiling as if he were dead.

Surrounded by dildos.

Shang Qinghua took one look at the horrifying scene before him, and took pity on his strange demonic husband.

Dripping Sin [Song Qiutong / Ye Wangxi | 二哈和他的白猫师尊 - 肉包不吃肉 / 2ha | M Rated | 643 words]

For Ye Wangxi has eyes for only Song Qiutong, and she doesn’t plan to ever look elsewhere. It doesn’t matter if Song Qiutong is getting married to someone else tomorrow. Song Qiutong may not be hers, but she is irrevocable Song Qiutong’s.

It’s enough.

Even if she knows it's slowly killing her. Song Qiutong could kill her, and Ye Wangxi would gladly allow her. She would give her life in exchange for just a moment more in her arms.

I Learned From You [Eleven / Max Mayfield | Stranger Things | T Rated | 930 words]

Did Max not know how good she looked? How El's heart fluttered against her chest everytime she gave one of those bright smiles, so full of life and joy. It was as if the whole world came to a standstill when she smiled. "Very pretty."

A light blush crossed Max's cheeks and El realised she'd rolled over so that their faces were only inches away from each other. El felt her own face turning red as she stared into the depths of those light blue eyes.

She didn't remember who crossed the distance between them, but their lips met and it felt as if she could fly.

It Was You [An Zhe/Lu Feng |  小蘑菇 - 一十四洲 / Little Mushroom | T Rated | 1.2k words]

“Or was it because of this?” Lu Feng carefully took An Zhe’s hand in his own, entangling their fingers together so that the red strings wrapped around them both touched. “You don’t like it?”

“It’s not that,” An Zhe blinked, trying to figure out how to put his feelings into words. “Just… What if we’re only together because of this.”

Lu Feng’s gaze softened, fingers tightening around An Zhe’s hand.

"We were connected because we wanted to be together, we don't want to be together because we're soulmates."

Dream Where I Belong [Nangong Jingnu/Qi Yan | 泾渭情殇 - 请君莫笑 / Clear and Muddy Loss of Love | T rated | 4.5k words]

“No, I refuse,” Qi Yan leaned back and away from Ding You, fixing him with a sharp glare. Her wings were a horrible reminder of what had happened, a remnant of a past she could never return to. Why would she want to see something that was once so beautiful in its current damaged and twisted state?

They were just like her, in a way.

Help, My Partner Won't Stop Spending Money On Me [Jiang Xi / Xue Meng | 二哈和他的白猫师尊 - 肉包不吃肉 / 2ha | T Rated | 2.6k words]

Xue Meng looked up from the floury mess he'd made on the floor, smeared all over his face, and gave a disgustingly sweet smile he hoped would warm the grumpiest of men's hearts. "I was cooking."

"I highly doubt that was what you were doing, considering the mess and lack of anything vaguely edible. Didn't I tell you not to cook?"

“I just wanted to make something nice for when you got back,” Xue Meng pouted, looking like a petulant child that had thrown flour around the kitchen.

“You were trying to poison me,” Jiang Xi snapped, cold gaze flickering to the pan of mushy noodles and burnt vegetables.

Shadow Of My Grief [He Xuan / Shi Qingxuan | Heaven Officials Blessing | M rated | 2.1k words]

The cold voice rang through the manor, grating on Shi Qingxuan’s ears and sending shivers down their spine. A part of them had craved to hear that voice so much. But not like this. How they remembered it, soft and calm with a hint of irritation. Now it was as if it had iced over, devoid of all emotion.

So sinister.

(Maybe if they pleased him, they could get the old voice back).

Kiss It Away [Liu Mingyan / Ning Yingying / Sha Hualing | Scum Villain Self Saving System | T Rated | 711 words]

Against all her protests Ning Yingying found herself sandwiched between the two of them, lying on her back with them on either side. Liu Mingyang had an arm wrapped around her waist and was lightly kissing her cheek. Sha Hualing had nuzzled in at her neck, kissing marks that had Ning Yingying blushing further, and had thrown her uninjured leg over hers.

“You two-”

“Sh,” Liu Mingyan cut her off with a finger to her lips, gracefully leaning up onto one elbow. “Just let it go, A-Ying.”

Tagging @monroeknoxwrites and anyone else who wants to do it!

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Yan Xiaohan: You better be going to bed at a reasonable time, don't make me tuck you in and kiss you goodnight.

Fu Shen: Don't threaten me with a good time.

Yan Xiaohan: Last warning before I sing you a lullaby, fucker.

[multifandomworshipper]

Fu Shen *side eyeing Yan Xiaohan* : Doesn't the hall room looks a bit...vacant??

Yan Xiaohan : Exactly JingYuan exactly. Do you ever think about just how so many things vanish from our lives without our knowledge? For instance, take that tree from our courtyard last summer it was full of green leaves but now not even a yellow leaf exists in it's dead branches.

Fu Shen : Cut the crap and tell me what did you break this time??

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Fu Shen: Okay, are we fighting or are we flirting? Because I’m getting mixed signals here.

Yan Xiaohan: I literally have you pinned to the ground right now.

Fu Shen: That doesn’t answer my question.

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Fu Shen: Here’s the thing, Sir Yan and I are enemies in real life. Whatever you crazy people think out there, we’re enemies.

Yan Xiaohan, mouthing: We love each other.

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Yan Xiaohan: My bloodline ends with me.

Fu Shen: That's a fancy ass way to say you're gay.

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Yan Xiaohan at Starbucks: Can I get a venti vanilla latte with uhh, seven espresso shots?

Fu Shen, next in line: Jesus Christ, just do cocaine.

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Fu Shen: When we first met, I thought you were so cute and handsome.

Yan Xiaohan: Aw, thank-

Fu Shen: Then, of course, you spoke.

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Fu Shen: I ate six sandwiches in like four minutes, and now I can't move.

Yan Xiaohan:...I can offer mouth to mouth.

Fu Shen: Don't you dare extract any of my sandwiches.

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Fu Shen: Those candies you brought? Sucked.

Yan Xiaohan: You ate them all though.

Fu Shen: I had to make sure they ALL sucked.

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Yan Xiaohan: There's only one thing worse than death.

Yan Xiaohan: [rips off card, so it says Fu Jingyuan's Death]

Yuantai Emperor, nodding: Fu Shen.

Yan Xiaohan: No!