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The singer holds back a frown.
"Look, Chengzhu and Granduncle are making out," someone in the audience "whispers" loud enough to be heard on the stage.
"I wouldn't call that making out," someone laughs. "They're past that stage."
The singer bravely pushes on.
"I think they forgot they're in public," someone ventures. "Should we tell them?"
They're hastily hushed by the audience members who want to watch /this/ show.
The singer closes their mouth. No one notices the song ending abruptly.
"Will we be dispersed if we end up seeing Granduncle's butt?" someone worries. Murmurs begin among the audience as the citizens of Ghost City discuss the risks of staying.
The singer stomps off stage. Another performance, ruined.
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#TGCF #Hualian #FanPrompt (opera)
@FanPrompt -
CW: Depiction of mental illness, Cumplane friendship, Moshang
Shang Qinghua runs a hand through his hair, frazzled. "If I just leave," he says, "/before/ my king gets tired of me, then everything will be okay."
Shen Qingqiu sighs, putting his head in his hands. "We've been over this," he says tiredly. "You tried leaving already. Several times. You always come back. And Mobei-jun always mopes around until you do."
"I don't think I /can/ stay!" Shang Qinghua exclaims. "I don't think I'm capable of it. I'm not made for married life. I'm made for being depressed, poor, and buried under all the words I have to write each day."
"That's stupid," Shen Qingqiu says flatly. "You just have to work at it a little harder, that's all."
"It's so hard, though!" Shang Qinghua wails.
"Then perish," Shen Qingqiu tells him, stands up, and leaves.
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#svsss #cumplane #moshang #FanPrompt (doubt)
@FanPrompt -
CW: medical needle, yandere vibes
Fanprompt today is needle.
Spinel is finding new ways to administer Laqurium to pokemon...and to humans as wellAlso, #spineltober
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CW: medical needle, yandere vibes
Fanprompt today is needle.
Spinel is finding new ways to administer Laqurium to pokemon...and to humans as wellAlso, #spineltober
#pokevillains -
CW: medical needle, yandere vibes
Fanprompt today is needle.
Spinel is finding new ways to administer Laqurium to pokemon...and to humans as wellAlso, #spineltober
#pokevillains -
CW: medical needle, yandere vibes
Fanprompt today is needle.
Spinel is finding new ways to administer Laqurium to pokemon...and to humans as wellAlso, #spineltober
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CW: Fan fiction featuring text descriptions of nudity and temptation
#FanPrompt "Bay" Harriet/Karolina #TheMagnusArchives
Harriet Fairchild stood on the deck of her sailboat, the Open Sky, and stripped off her clothes. Leaving her vessel to drift where it would, she plunged into the sea.
It was a warm summer day, and the water of the Atlantic felt pleasant against her skin. She rolled onto her back and floated, gazing adoringly at the clear blue sky.
She didn't know how long she floated. Nor did she worry about being able to find the Open Sky again. The Vast would take her where it wished. She'd either find safe harbor again or she wouldn't. All that mattered was the grandness of the ocean below her and the endless expanse of sky above her.
"Are you okay?" a voice called.
Harriet shifted to treading water, looking to see who had called to her. She saw that it was a woman about her age in a canoe. Looking around, Harriet realized she'd drifted into a shallow bay.
"I'm fine," Harriet answered.
"Here," the woman said. She paddled closer, extending a hand for Harriet to take. Then, as Harriet's body left the water for the boat, she gasped. "You're naked."
"That I am. I took my clothes off," Harriet said. "Harriet Fairchild."
The woman had adverted her eyes and was looking pointedly over Harriet's shoulder. She handed Harriet a towel.
"Karolina Górka," she said. "So, um, what's a fellow Brit doing off the coast of Florida? And why did you take off your clothes?"
"Dad's got a vacation home here. You?"
"I'm staying with my cousin for the summer," Karolina said. "She insisted. Said it would be good for me after, um, what happened. I told her I was fine, but, well, all expenses paid vacation. Couldn't turn that down."
"What happened?"
"Bad experience underground," Karolina said vaguely. She was still pointedly avoiding looking at Karolina's naked body. Karolina shifted positions and pushed the towel she'd wrapped around herself back, so her breasts were more visible. And she spread her legs just enough to catch the attention of Karolina's peripheral vision, causing an embarrassed blush to creep across Karolina's cheeks.
Harriet suppressed a chuckle and then caught sight of the small pile of dirt in the canoe at Karolina's feet. It looked too dark to be sand. She furrowed her brow, looking at Karolina intently.
"You had a run in with the Buried," she summarized finally.
Karolina looked at her in surprise, but Harriet was still naked, so she looked away just as quickly.
"It has a name?"
"Yup," Harriet said. "Me - my whole family, really - we're with its opposite."
"What's its opposite?"
Harriet waved an arm, encompassing the whole of the sea and sky around them. "All of this. The Vast."
"How does one, what you said, be with the Vast?"
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@fanprompt - "emergency"
"Stop barging in here!" Mu Qing cries, attempting to shut the front door to his palace.
"It's an emergency!" Feng Xin defends himself, finally managing to wedge his foot into the doorway. "His Highness is being menaced by Crimson Rain!"
"I DON'T want to hear about their latest sex escapade," Mu Qing tells him firmly.
"No, really! His Highness was crying!"
"And you're sure they weren't sex tears?"
Feng Xin considers. Mu Qing takes the chance to slam the door, bruising Feng Xin's foot.
"Ow!!! I'm just trying to help!"
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@fanprompt - "emergency"
"Stop barging in here!" Mu Qing cries, attempting to shut the front door to his palace.
"It's an emergency!" Feng Xin defends himself, finally managing to wedge his foot into the doorway. "His Highness is being menaced by Crimson Rain!"
"I DON'T want to hear about their latest sex escapade," Mu Qing tells him firmly.
"No, really! His Highness was crying!"
"And you're sure they weren't sex tears?"
Feng Xin considers. Mu Qing takes the chance to slam the door, bruising Feng Xin's foot.
"Ow!!! I'm just trying to help!"
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@fanprompt - "emergency"
"Stop barging in here!" Mu Qing cries, attempting to shut the front door to his palace.
"It's an emergency!" Feng Xin defends himself, finally managing to wedge his foot into the doorway. "His Highness is being menaced by Crimson Rain!"
"I DON'T want to hear about their latest sex escapade," Mu Qing tells him firmly.
"No, really! His Highness was crying!"
"And you're sure they weren't sex tears?"
Feng Xin considers. Mu Qing takes the chance to slam the door, bruising Feng Xin's foot.
"Ow!!! I'm just trying to help!"
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CW: Pee kink, sub Hua Cheng
@fanprompt - "urine"
Hua Cheng squirms on Xie Lian's lap, his full bladder screaming at him. "Gege," he gasps, "please. I have to go."
"Then go," Xie Lian tells him, keeping an iron grip on his hair. He pets Hua Cheng's shoulder, then runs his hand down to press gently at Hua Cheng's stomach. Hua Cheng gasps again.
"I'll get you dirty," Hua Cheng says, and there's more meaning in those words than he knows what to do with.
Xie Lian looks knowingly at him. "Nothing about my San Lang is dirty," he says, arching up for a kiss. Hua Cheng gives it, despite the distraction of his artificially-restarted body.
"Gege, please," Hua Cheng says.
"Let go," Xie Lian coaxes him, rubbing at his stomach. "It'll feel good, I promise. Come on."
Finally, Hua Cheng gives in. A spurt of urine soaks his clothes, then another, and soon he and Xie Lian are both sitting in a puddle as pleasure rushes through Hua Cheng's body.
"My good San Lang," Xie Lian coos, releasing Hua Cheng's hair and combing fingers through it. "Don't cry, don't cry, you did so well."
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CW: Pee kink, sub Hua Cheng
@fanprompt - "urine"
Hua Cheng squirms on Xie Lian's lap, his full bladder screaming at him. "Gege," he gasps, "please. I have to go."
"Then go," Xie Lian tells him, keeping an iron grip on his hair. He pets Hua Cheng's shoulder, then runs his hand down to press gently at Hua Cheng's stomach. Hua Cheng gasps again.
"I'll get you dirty," Hua Cheng says, and there's more meaning in those words than he knows what to do with.
Xie Lian looks knowingly at him. "Nothing about my San Lang is dirty," he says, arching up for a kiss. Hua Cheng gives it, despite the distraction of his artificially-restarted body.
"Gege, please," Hua Cheng says.
"Let go," Xie Lian coaxes him, rubbing at his stomach. "It'll feel good, I promise. Come on."
Finally, Hua Cheng gives in. A spurt of urine soaks his clothes, then another, and soon he and Xie Lian are both sitting in a puddle as pleasure rushes through Hua Cheng's body.
"My good San Lang," Xie Lian coos, releasing Hua Cheng's hair and combing fingers through it. "Don't cry, don't cry, you did so well."
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CW: Lewd
@fanprompt - "oral"
Shang Qinghua tugs down Mobei-jun’s pants, then stops short.
He wasn’t expecting this! Can he back out at this point?
"What is it?" Mobei-jun asks tersely.
"Nothing!" Shang Qinghua laughs, fidgeting with the drawstring of Mobei-jun’s pants. "It’s just, are all demons so… big?"
"I do not make a habit of looking at other demons’ penises," Mobei-jun says.
"Right, right," Shang Qinghua says. "I’ll just…"
How is he supposed to fit this thing in his mouth?!
With trepidation, he gives the head a kitten lick.
Cold!!!
"If you are uncomfortable," Mobei-jun starts, which is more than Shang Qinghua would have expected from him.
"No, no, my king, I’m perfectly comfortable!" Shang Qinghua exclaims. This is his dream, isn’t it? Getting to blow his dream man? It’s only… the real thing is a little more intimidating. Why, oh why did he have to write Mobei-jun as having a huge cock?!
/Just pretend it’s an ice cream cone,/ he tells himself, and goes for it.
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CW: Sex scene; bottom Luo Binghe
@fanprompt - "vacuum"
"I’m so glad you finally agreed," Luo Binghe says, eyes shining from where he’s on his back on their bed, holding his knees up. Shen Qingqiu almost spits blood from the sight of him. What has he done to the protagonist…!
"You wouldn’t stop asking," he snaps, scooting forward. Okay, Luo Binghe said he was ready, he just has to… put his dick in…
"So, I can get other things by asking you forty-seven times?" Luo Binghe asks innocently.
"No!" Shen Qingqiu exclaims, snatching up his fan to hit Luo Binghe on the head with it. "Shameless!"
But he does move forward to set the head of his dick at Luo Binghe’s… um… there, so it probably lacks heat.
"Shizun," Luo Binghe moans.
"I’m not even in yet!" Shen Qingqiu yelps, hastily nudging himself forward.
Luo Binghe’s asshole vacuums him up like it was made to do this! He should have given in sooner!
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CW: Poly Hualian, sex scene
@fanprompt - "snap"
"Harder," Hua Cheng directs Mu Qing. "He likes it rough. Are you getting tired or something?"
"I'm just trying to take good care of your precious Dianxia," Mu Qing snarks back, but his hips snap forward with more force. Xie Lian moans under him, mouth full.
"You're always like this," Hua Cheng says, rolling his eyes even as he runs a gentle hand down Xie Lian's back. "Thinking you know what's best for him. Imagining that he doesn't have desires of his own."
Xie Lian pulls himself off Feng Xin's cock, a line of spit connecting his mouth to the dripping tip of it. "You'll find something to argue over in any situation, won't you," he laughs. "Come on. Let me distract you, San Lang."
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CW: Poly Hualian, sex scene
@fanprompt - "snap"
"Harder," Hua Cheng directs Mu Qing. "He likes it rough. Are you getting tired or something?"
"I'm just trying to take good care of your precious Dianxia," Mu Qing snarks back, but his hips snap forward with more force. Xie Lian moans under him, mouth full.
"You're always like this," Hua Cheng says, rolling his eyes even as he runs a gentle hand down Xie Lian's back. "Thinking you know what's best for him. Imagining that he doesn't have desires of his own."
Xie Lian pulls himself off Feng Xin's cock, a line of spit connecting his mouth to the dripping tip of it. "You'll find something to argue over in any situation, won't you," he laughs. "Come on. Let me distract you, San Lang."
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CW: Poly Hualian, sex scene
@fanprompt - "snap"
"Harder," Hua Cheng directs Mu Qing. "He likes it rough. Are you getting tired or something?"
"I'm just trying to take good care of your precious Dianxia," Mu Qing snarks back, but his hips snap forward with more force. Xie Lian moans under him, mouth full.
"You're always like this," Hua Cheng says, rolling his eyes even as he runs a gentle hand down Xie Lian's back. "Thinking you know what's best for him. Imagining that he doesn't have desires of his own."
Xie Lian pulls himself off Feng Xin's cock, a line of spit connecting his mouth to the dripping tip of it. "You'll find something to argue over in any situation, won't you," he laughs. "Come on. Let me distract you, San Lang."
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CW: Poly Hualian, sex scene
@fanprompt - "snap"
"Harder," Hua Cheng directs Mu Qing. "He likes it rough. Are you getting tired or something?"
"I'm just trying to take good care of your precious Dianxia," Mu Qing snarks back, but his hips snap forward with more force. Xie Lian moans under him, mouth full.
"You're always like this," Hua Cheng says, rolling his eyes even as he runs a gentle hand down Xie Lian's back. "Thinking you know what's best for him. Imagining that he doesn't have desires of his own."
Xie Lian pulls himself off Feng Xin's cock, a line of spit connecting his mouth to the dripping tip of it. "You'll find something to argue over in any situation, won't you," he laughs. "Come on. Let me distract you, San Lang."
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CW: Poly Hualian, sex scene
@fanprompt - "snap"
"Harder," Hua Cheng directs Mu Qing. "He likes it rough. Are you getting tired or something?"
"I'm just trying to take good care of your precious Dianxia," Mu Qing snarks back, but his hips snap forward with more force. Xie Lian moans under him, mouth full.
"You're always like this," Hua Cheng says, rolling his eyes even as he runs a gentle hand down Xie Lian's back. "Thinking you know what's best for him. Imagining that he doesn't have desires of his own."
Xie Lian pulls himself off Feng Xin's cock, a line of spit connecting his mouth to the dripping tip of it. "You'll find something to argue over in any situation, won't you," he laughs. "Come on. Let me distract you, San Lang."
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CW: suicidal ideation
It isn't until many years later that the boy who was once known as Hong Hong'er realises this, but the difference between intention and action is everything.
He's ten years old, climbing up the wall, step by angry step, and every voice in his ears, every body that pushes against him, every smell that assaults his nose, the sight of every human face and body, beautiful or ugly, all serve only to increase his rage. He wants to cause them all pain and suffering, equal to the amount he has had inflicted upon him in his short life.
And he wants out of that life. He is done. Ten years is enough to know that the world is not worth living in, and the only motivation to stay alive even for another second is to cause the greatest amount of pain to the greatest number of people.
He's at the top of the wall, ascending the last step. The wall is seven steps wide for his small body, enough for two or three people to push past each other. Right now, there is a line of people eagerly peering over the edge, cheering on the grand parade, and others behind them are shoving their way in for a look.
He is small. He slips between people, under a pair of legs, and in just a few short steps, he is peering over the wall too.
Between one breath and the next, his intentions, his anger, his determination to cause pain, all melt away.
Beauty, embodied in the form of one young man, replaces it all. The Prince, dancing with his sword, light as a feather, strong as a mountain, ribbons flowing from his hair, his royal garments spinning with him, takes the young boy's whole mind and heart in the flash of an instant.
There is no more anger, no desire for death or pain, not now. There is only love and worship.
"I wish he was my wife," the boy thinks, not even daring to breathe. He cannot move, standing suspended between his birth and his destiny.
A sudden shove as people behind him jostle for position.
He falls screaming through the air.
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#FanPrompt #TGCF #HuaCheng
LeftoversIt starts with children. Of course it does. Hua Cheng, new-minted Supreme, is wary of everyone, but this little group of ghost children, running and hiding from older, more powerful adults (ghosts or cultivators, who cares?) tap at something deeply rooted within him.
These children are the dregs of society, the leftovers, the unwanted ones who found no guiding star as he did, who could not (for whatever reason) survive in circumstances that no child should ever have to survive in. And even in death they are still pursued, with no safe place to stay.
“Stand behind me,” he says, drawing E’ming and stepping forth.
After a moment, those pursuing the children are no longer a threat, and he turns back to the little huddled group, clinging together as they watch the violence enacted in their defence with wide eyes.
“Come with me,” Hua Cheng says, “and we’ll find somewhere you can be safe.”
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Finally finished October 28th's prompt! :ablobcatbongo: It took awhile since I got overexcited, tried to learn digital watercolor AND changed Elise's face midway through. They don't usually take this long to finish…
#Fanprompt (frown) #SonElise #Sonic #PrincessElise #ShipArt #MobianXhuman #MastoArt @fanprompt
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CW: Transformers MTMTE Microfiction
"I just find it...disingenuous." Ultra Magnus frowned as he tried to get comfortable on the small barstool. "Mixing Energon with common materials and other fuels, then reselling it for nearly three times the price."
"It's not just about the Energon, it's about the company!" Swerve raised his arms, and his voice, gesturing as though the bar were full of bots. In reality it was just the two of them. He lowered his voice slightly. "And plus, there are some really cool mixtures you can get from mixing even the most basic ingredients."
Ultra Magnus didn't respond except for raising a ridge. "Do these 'cool mixtures' enhance efficiency? Do anything aside from inhibit the crewmembers' judgment more than regular Energon?"
"Don't be such a square, Magnus. Just because all you've ever tried are weak Energon spritzers doesn't mean that--" Swerve's optics flickered to a glass of Visco on the counter, and he grabbed it, pouring some for Ultra Magnus, adding some mineral supplement in a perfect amount. He didn't even have to measure at this point, he was so used to making a V-boot.
Ultra Magnus hummed. "'Square'. Never heard that one before. Has Bluestreak been making you watch human television again?" Had Magnus said it in a more jesting tone, Swerve almost would have thought he was trying to tease him. He decided to give him the benefit of the doubt and grinned back at him as he handed him his drink. "Here. Just--try it."
Swerve wondered if he'd push the glass away, but to his surprise, he took the glass in one hand, examining it slightly before drinking it. Swerve watched him, trying not to make his nervousness too obvious as he tried to make out Magnus' imperceptible expression. The fate of his bar did kind of depend on how much the Duly Appointed Enforcer of the Tyrest Accord liked his drink.
The bartender thought he could see a slight shift of Magnus' facial plating before he turned away from him, punching something into a datapad.
"Alright. I'll consider renewing your bar license for another...four chords. Fair?"
Swerve held back an excited holler. "YES! Sir." He added after Magnus appeared lightly annoyed.
"I expect that in exchange, you keep this place organized, don't allow patrons to fuel in excess, and don't allow it to distract you from your other duties on this ship." Ultra Magnus turned to leave through the hatch.
"Hey...was that a smile I saw you making before?" Swerve called out.
Magnus paused before responding. "And don't give Rodimus a reason to make you complete another sponsored silence." He exited the bar before Swerve could say anything back.
Swerve grinned. He knew what he had seen.
#FanPrompt (square) @fanprompt #transformers #MTMTE #UltraMagnus #Swerve
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🧪 Chemistry 🧪
⚛️ #MDZS #fanfic, #genfic, 450 words
⚛️ Lan Sizhui struggles with his homework
⚛️ Popo helps
⚛️ science is complicated, so is family
⚛️ a #fanprompt fic -
CW: Mu Qing/Xie Lian (background poly Hualian)
"Oh, no," Xie Lian laughs, patting Mu Qing's shoulder. "We're perfectly fine. We decided to have an open relationship."
"And you want to add *me* to that 'open relationship'?" Mu Qing asks suspiciously.
"Yes!" Xie Lian says, bouncing on his toes. "I know you don't like San Lang or Feng Xin very much, but you won't have to be together with *them*. Just me."
"Feng Xin is involved?!" Mu Qing asks incredulously.
"Yes, we started holding hands sometimes after talking about it last week," Xie Lian says, blushing. "It's very nice."
Gears visibly turn in Mu Qing's head. The embarrassment of being romantically involved with someone versus the idea of being romantically involved with *Xie Lian*... plus the opportunity to one-up Feng Xin...
"Yes," he says firmly at last.
Xie Lian beams. "Great!" he says, and tackles his new partner in a hug.
[Written for the @fanprompt "open"]
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(please pretend Lucius is ambidextrous for a second as I once again made a mistake after flipping the canvas :laughcry: )
@fanprompt #FanPrompt (record) #sprizzy #ofmd
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My fill for today's @fanprompt:
https://archiveofourown.org/works/54987196
Pairing: Feng Xin and Xie Lian (could be read as either romantic or platonic)
Summary: Post-canon, Xie Lian spends some time with Feng Xin.
Tags: Talking, Sparring
Word count: 342
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Shen Qingqiu gasps, hurrying up to the unassuming little plant. "A Death from Above Daffodil!" he exclaims, crouching down. "Binghe, come here and look at this!"
"A Death from Above Daffodil?" Luo Binghe prompts, striding forward.
"Yes, look at those distinctive petals!" Shen Qingqiu says. "If you even brush against them, the bulbs will explode upward and rain fire on you. Be very careful not to touch them, Binghe."
"Of course, Shizun," Luo Binghe says.
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Chu Wanning squints at the little contraption he’s making. Tweaks a piece of it just a little. Reaches for the oil to add it to a joint.
Around him, haitang blossoms bloom. Earthworms wriggle through the rich earth. Taxian-jun’s little forest waves gently in the breeze.
This is meditative for him, assembling things and figuring out little engineering puzzles. He often sits out here for hours.
“Time for dinner!” Mo Ran calls eventually.
Chu Wanning smiles.
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"The Eight-Horned Flower Beast is reclusive, only emerging in extreme conditions," Shen Qingqiu lectures, pacing back and forth. "To harvest the petals from its back, you must wait for a snowstorm and then ambush it. Understood, Binghe?"
"Yes, Shizun!" Luo Binghe says eagerly. "I'll go right away."
"Be careful," Shen Qingqiu tells him sternly, hopping up to kiss his demon mark. "I don't want you getting hurt."
"Yes, Shizun!" Luo Binghe says happily.
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CW: Lewd; teacher/student fantasies from a teen
Luo Binghe zones out, the back of his mind keeping track of his Shizun's lecture while images dance in front of him.
Shizun tied up again, this time with even less clothing.
Flushed and panting as Luo Binghe fucks him.
Debauched and messy, with creamy white liquid leaking out of his hole.
"Binghe," the voice of the Shizun in question startles him out of his daydreams. "What do you think about this issue?"
Binghe answers perfectly, but his thoughts are far from the classroom.
[Written for the prompt "lecture"]
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CW: Explicit blowjob
Shang Qinghua stares at the blue-tinged cock in front of him. Surely, he didn't write Mobei-jun that big?!
"Qinghua," Mobei-jun says in a deep voice.
"Right!" Shang Qinghua squeaks. "I'm on it!"
He leans close. His tongue won't stick to it, right? Like on a metal pole?
Mobei-jun shifts slightly, and Shang Qinghua springs into action. Only one way to find out!!
Huh.
Shang Qinghua licks him again, then again. Is that... blue raspberry?!
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CW: TGCF spoilers
Xie Lian feels like he's been hit by a boulder. He drops to his knees next to the little white flower on the side of the path.
"Wu Ming," he whispers. He hasn't seen one of these flowers in centuries - it's been a long time since he was anywhere that had the right climate.
The little flower dances in the light wind, cheerful and bright.
"I'm sorry," Xie Lian says to it.
After some time, he rises. His penance isn't even close to over.
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CW: TGCF spoilers (Beefleaf)
"Now," Shi Qingxuan says, narrowing her eyes at He Xuan, "the elephant in the room."
He Xuan starts, though he manages to keep it hidden. Has Shi Qingxuan figured out that he's in disguise? Is He Xuan being confronted about his revenge plan? He's not powerful enough here to defend himself if it comes to that. Has it all been for nothing? Mother, father, sister, beloved... I'm sorry. I failed you.
(1/3)
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CW: Bottom Hua Cheng, explicit sex
"I'm ready," Hua Cheng gasps, sounding close to begging. "Gege, please."
Xie Lian decides to trust him this time, slipping his fingers out of his husband's hole and replacing them with the head of the jade phallus strapped to his hips. Carefully, he pushes forward.
"Your Highness!" Hua Cheng moans, sounding like he's having a religious experience. Maybe he is. Maybe Xie Lian is, too.
#tgcf #hualian #BottomHuaCheng #TransXieLian #FanPrompt @fanprompt