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Open Arms by CecropiaCrown for wolphalia
Fandoms: 天官赐福 - 墨香铜臭 | Tiān Guān Cì Fú - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
02 Jul 2024
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Mu Qing hates being touched—or at least that's what he says. Feng Xin knows this about his friend and roommate and he respects it wholeheartedly. He would never cross that clearly defined boundary.
But in those quiet hours before dawn, there are many hidden things that can come to light.
_________Written for the Fengqing Gotcha for Gaza Event!
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during sex i sometimes wonder if my opponent secretly likes me by skadii
Fandoms: 天官赐福 - 墨香铜臭 | Tiān Guān Cì Fú - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
14 Nov 2023
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Mu Qing is hit with sex pollen. Feng Xin helps him out.
One of these things is true.
“Gorgeous,” Feng Xin’s repeating, over and over. “You’re perfect. Never known someone to take my cock so well.”
Mu Qing drags himself from his stupor. “What,” he gasps, “like it’s hard?”
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Mystery Work
Part of and that is what i deserve to feel
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This is part of an ongoing challenge and will be revealed soon!
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touchstarved by nemaria (veredure)
Fandoms: 天官赐福 - 墨香铜臭 | Tiān Guān Cì Fú - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
26 Jul 2024
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Ever since Mount Tonglu, Feng Xin has been touching Mu Qing more often, and more softly, causing a swooping sensation in his stomach every time.
It’s not a bad feeling, necessarily, but Mu Qing can’t really tell if it’s good, either — not until a curse makes him unable to feel any touch at all, and he realizes just how much all those gentle touches have been affecting him.
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- Part 1 of touchstarved
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love someone, never tell them by extraelsior
Fandoms: 天官赐福 - 墨香铜臭 | Tiān Guān Cì Fú - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
29 Nov 2021
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His thoughts are interrupted by a crash at the door, Xie Lian falling through a hastily drawn distance shortening array, clutching a set of papers like his life depends on it. Maybe it does, Xie Lian has always had the unlucky trait of trouble following his every step.
“Feng Xin,” Xie Lian says, breathless, “Feng Xin, Mu Qing left us letters.”
“What-” He starts, Xie Lian pushes past him, laying the papers on the table.
“Mu Qing he- he left us letters, Feng Xin.” He smiles, something happy and uncontrollable and full of longing, “they go all the way back to Xianle, Feng Xin, Feng Xin he left us letters.”
or, Mu Qing dies, Feng Xin and Xie Lian are left to pick up the pieces.