Sometimes I Think About How Jin Ling Goes By That Instead Of Jin Rulan And I Just Vividly Picture His

Sometimes I think about how Jin Ling goes by that instead of Jin Rulan and I just vividly picture his young mistress persona going like "yeah my not uncle was an unaware pining cut sleeve and my mom kind of just enabled it so... juijui and I just try to pretend it didn't happen -- it's cringe af" and I die a little in both grief and hilarity

Through the tides of lust and passion.

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i made this exactly one year ago and i still think the idea for it is good

it can happen to you every moment PSA please dont rotate 2d creatures

I just read that one recently! It's so good. I also had been meaning to bookmark it and read the author's other works so thank you for the reminder. 😈

I had to go hunt for the other ballroom dance one I love, Unstrictly Ballroom by Ariaste. I didn't know anything about the different ballroom dances and both of these taught me a lot about competitive dancing. Also again underlining varied my velocities above for also having fantastic gender discussion and just :chefskiss: wangxian dynamics. It's bottomji, if anyone happens to mind switching. (One of my favorite bottomji fics.)

[Also haikyu literally made me able to watch volleyball and appreciate it, I love sports anime as well despite, again, not caring for irl sports at all LOL]

Just finished Waiting for Spring by thievinghippo despite actively not giving af about baseball and had that postfic high of the closure and relief that so often comes with Wangxian. I love them so much. I love how well they can be put into so many AU and still be them. Different authors always highlight different themes from MDZS, whether it's A-Yuan, WWX's exile or sense of justice, LWJ's moral growth or clan challenges, all the side characters, family dynamics, betrayals, grief, hope... I eat it all up.

(And whew the quality smut of this fic and the fandom overall is definitely a huge plus.)

Wei Ying often kisses Nie Huaisang on the mouth, a gentle and quick peck, when they part ways. It makes them giggle gleefully. He always kisses his sister on the cheek, the two of them closing their eyes in a glowing affection. He sometimes kisses his brother on the forehead, even holding his cheeks tight so he can't escape, then scampers off when Jiang Cheng halfheartedly swings for him, his face bright red and bashful. He occasionally kisses Wen Ning at the temple, Wen Qing on her knuckles, even Wen Yuan gets a raspberry on his chubby child cheeks more often than not. He once blew cheeky air kisses at his sister’s husband, somehow filled with a disdainful tolerance, the act an utter mockery of affection.

He does not kiss Lan Zhan. 

Modern AU, post-college, mutual pining. Gratuitous kissing. Soft, no angst, lots of yearning. And then smut. I fed myself.