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  1. Public Bookmark 20

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    Wei Wuxian should have died in the Burial Mounds. Instead, he crawled out, broken but breathing. Without cultivation, without power, without a name—he disappears into the world, not as a ghost, but as a man determined to carve a new path.

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    09 May 2025

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    The Price of Survival
    by Mint_tea93

    Wei Wuxian should have died in the Burial Mounds. Instead, he crawled out, broken but breathing. Without cultivation, without power, without a name—he disappears into the world, not as a ghost, but as a man determined to carve a new path.

  2. Public Bookmark 97

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    The sect rules do not require that sect traitors be executed, thankfully, but they do provide for it as one possible punishment. Wangji had taken up his sword against his own sect, his own family, an action that went beyond the grossly unfilial into outright treason. It does not matter that Wangji is the Sect Leader’s brother, nor that he is barely twenty years old, a child many of the people in this room had held and taught and dandled on their knees. He is a traitor, and they want his head.

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    As the Lan Sect Elders debate Lan Wangji's fate following the Bloodbath of Nightless City, Lan Qiren reflects on the boy he raised.

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    26 Aug 2024

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    Discussion of how the 33 strikes were decided upon; LQR POV.

  3. Public Bookmark 11

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    -── 𓂀𓋹𓆣𓆃 ──-

    Porn without plot written in hieroglyphics (i tried my best yall) Polished, refined, literate english version is chapter 2 for your convenience 👀

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    31 Jul 2024

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    Babe run hieroglyphic porn just dropped
    by cevher

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    The Gemstone Hearts novels by Wen Wangji are Wei Ying's favourite erotic romances, and he particularly loves the audiobooks, narrated by the author himself. And then he finds out who the author is.

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    23 Mar 2024

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    I'm Talking Skin on Skin
    by julomaiboulomai

    The Gemstone Hearts novels by Wēn Wàngjī are Wèi Yīng's favourite erotic romances, and he particularly loves the audiobooks, narrated by the author himself. And then he finds out who the author is.

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    Wei Wuxian locks his phone and puts it down, blinks at his ceiling, and picks it up again. The pictures are still there.

    His first thought is that Lan Zhan meant them for someone else. That he just woke up at—he checks the timestamp—6:30 am on a Sunday and decided to go absolute full nuclear seduction option on some poor boy he met on Grindr, who would now be missing out on the best thing to ever happen to him because Wei Wuxian had a bad habit of distracting—of—oh.

    Pieces of last night start to resurface and paste themselves together in his head. He winces.

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    18 Mar 2024

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    all that and more
    by Euphorion

     

    Wèi Wúxiàn locks his phone and puts it down, blinks at his ceiling, and picks it up again. The pictures are still there.

    His first thought is that Lán Zhàn meant them for someone else. That he just woke up at—he checks the timestamp—6:30 am on a Sunday and decided to go absolute full nuclear seduction option on some poor boy he met on Grindr, who would now be missing out on the best thing to ever happen to him because Wèi Wúxiàn had a bad habit of distracting—of—oh.

    Pieces of last night start to resurface and paste themselves together in his head. He winces.