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Xie Lian gets a glimpse of its eye: a hot coal set deep into unearthly, marble-like skin, onyx pupil blown so wide with bloodlust it threatens to swallow the red iris entirely. A mouth full of entirely too many teeth, extended incisors bared like daggers. Rust smeared down the pale line of its throat.
A vampire. A feral vampire.
Looking at him like a feast set out before a starving man.
While wandering the mortal realm, Xie Lian stumbles upon a hungry vampire who, curiously, seems reluctant to drink from him.
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Bookmarked by Devsahad
26 May 2026
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This was a really good fic. Very enjoyable. The smut was too good
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Xie Lian pops a boner after looking in Wu Ming's eye for 0.3 seconds by simpforwuxiancch
Fandoms: 天官赐福 - 墨香铜臭 | Tiān Guān Cì Fú - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
01 Mar 2022
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“You said you would do anything for me, correct?”
“Yes”
“Good, you're going to help me get rid of this”
“Yes”
Before he can even begin to comprehend what is happening, or what he’s just agreed to ‘help’ with, Xie Lian has yanked the tie holding his robes together and pulled them off his shoulders, leaving his bare chest in front of the other man.
If Wu Ming wasn't dead he would have died right there. Xie Lian just looks at the robes on the floor, then looks back at the awestruck man. “Pick them up” he bites out.
“Of course, this lowly one apologises for not being faster to serve you, your highness,” he says as he reaches down to pick up and fold the robes that Xie Lian has so carelessly dropped on the floor. Suddenly he's being pushed into the dirt floor, he looks up to see the personification of a god, heaven incarnate. Xie Lian is standing over him in only his trousers, he’s got his boot resting on Wu Ming's shoulder, holding him down and he’s still got that angry fire in his eyes, but there's more to it now, it's much more heated.
“And the boots”
-----Or what would have happened if calamity era Xie Lian took out his anger on Wu Ming.
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a light hidden and singing by occultings (microcomets)
Fandoms: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV)
04 Oct 2021
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Since he was a child, since Lan Wangji had first become aware of his own alienating effect on others, he has long resigned himself to a loveless marriage. Perhaps even a companionate one, so long as his partner was agreeable and unbothersome and let him have his own space.
He could not have even begun to predict Wei Wuxian.
(A canonverse arranged marriage fic.)
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Bookmarked by Devsahad
19 May 2026
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Really liked this fic, of course there was a misunderstanding..but its not a wangxian fic without it. This was a good fic.
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Fentao-laoshi's Guide to Cut-Sleeve Pleasures by occultings (microcomets)
Fandoms: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
08 Feb 2023
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Lan Wangji says, “I am also looking to . . . gain practical experience. It seemed mutually advantageous.”
“Mutually advantageous,” Wei Wuxian echoes. “Wait. Do you mean I’d get to . . . ?”
Lan Wangji stares at him.
“Practice — on you?” Wei Wuxian finishes, his eyes round with disbelief.
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During a shared summer studying in the Cloud Recesses, Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian diligently pursue an informed sexual education. What could possibly be the harm in some mutual learning?
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Bookmarked by Devsahad
15 May 2026
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This was an enjoyable fic. Not too much angst and I liked that.
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A Good Husband by Ziane
Fandoms: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation, Founder of Diabolism
14 Feb 2019
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Even Hanguang-jun gets sick sometimes.
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