Voidflower
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Any Softer And I'd Shatter by Voidflower
Fandoms: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV)
15 Jun 2020
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“You doubt your sufficiency.” Wei Wuxian would overturn the world to remove that frown from Lan Zhan’s face.
“Sufficiency! Of course I suffice! I’ll be so good, you can do anything you want to me, Lan Zhan!”
That damn frown deepens. Wei Wuxian feels his gut twist. Now he’s done it. He’s such a mess that even Lan Zhan won’t fuck him. What is he doing wrong? He’ll fix it!
“Anything I want,” Lan Zhan echoes, a strange fire burning in his eyes. It’s almost like the one that means Wei Wuxian is going to have to feign illness to avoid sitting down the next day, but… different. Less hot, and brighter. It’s the look Lan Zhan gets before he says the things that make Wei Wuxian stammer and blush and lose his mind, the soft things and the fragile things. Soft and fragile are not words that pertain to sex. Or. They haven't been, anyway.Or, Lan Zhan tries something new--not tying Wei Wuxian to the nearest surface and fucking him within an inch of his life. Wei Wuxian Deals With Some Stuff.
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The Devotees by Voidflower
Fandoms: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV)
09 Jun 2020
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Lan Wangji Inquires after Wen Zhuliu.
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Foamrider by Voidflower
Fandoms: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien
04 Dec 2019
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Kevo floated there for a long time, remembering his father’s songs of the great storms of the Journey, when the waves of Ossë would gather themselves up tall and terrible and crash into the shore with a joy like that of Tulkas in the battle-flood; when Manwë’s airs would turn metalgray and livid with tendrils of fire; when the Eldar remembered again that they were to the Powers, even Ossë the Lesser Power, as a droplet to the Sundering Sea. They remembered who he had served, once.
Such storms came never to the strands of Valinor. Here, all wildness answered to the frailty of the Children; Oromë’s beasts dulled their fangs, and the Earth-Queen tempered the poison of her creations. The sea rose but seldom, and then only to such heights as music could answer. Even as a child, there had been no peril for Kevo in the shallow waters of the coast.
It was calm. And Kevo was bored.Or: Kevo of the Teleri invents surfing and Ossë Experiences Love.
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Maglor and Daeron Sing the Blues by Voidflower
Fandoms: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien
05 Jun 2018
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“Laurie, it’s not your… kind I have issue with. It’s your family, and you specifically. You can understand why I might hold a grudge.”
Maglor shrugged, adjusting his guitar strap. “Sure, I understand. But the salient question here is not “will you ever forgive me”, which is frankly a pointless inquiry, given that I have yet to forgive myself. The real question is: David Ronald of the Burned Wood, will you play the Blues with me?”
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Weavers by Voidflower
Fandoms: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien
25 Aug 2017
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Vairë weaves the Quenta Þerindion.
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Zhou Zishu manages to get Wen Kexing down, flat on his belly, and his hand cracks, playful but firm against his ass. “Behave,” Zhou Zishu says, fond and irritated.
The moan that bursts out of Wen Kexing freezes them both. The playful air dissipates and what remains is fraught, shimmering like something tangible. Zhou Zishu’s hand rests where it connected, motionless.
During a moment of playful roughhousing, Wen Kexing learns something about himself that he hadn’t previously considered a possibility. And in the process Zhou Zishu learns something that might take him a bit to reconcile with. A story about boundaries and how they can shift, through kink discovery.
Or, the Wenzhou spanking fic that no one asked for and I wrote anyway, that got way out of hand.
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25 Dec 2025
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pray that these honey sweet nights will come by k_lynn
Fandoms: 山河令 | Word of Honor (TV 2021)
10 Aug 2021
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Wen Kexing knows how to be shaped by other men’s hands, by other men’s desires. But with Zhou Zishu, always with this man, he can’t twist himself into the needed shape. So all he’s left with is a terrified honesty that burns in him like the fires he set so long ago.
Wen Kexing understands physicality but not intimacy. Not until now, not until this.
Bookmarked by Voidflower
25 Dec 2025
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"Your hair. Looks nice."
“Oh,” Wen Kexing said. It was the painkillers talking, she knew, the high dosage that had been needed to have any effect after years of careless self-medicating. The first time A-Xu regained consciousness after her operation she kissed the back of Wen Kexing’s hand and called it beautiful; the next day she said they should travel somewhere together the moment she is released from the hospital. And barely yesterday, Wen Kexing overheard it as she was telling one of the nurses that they shouldn’t mind her crazy wife (wife!) — and yes, sure, she is lucky to have her.
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23 Dec 2025
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“I’m bored,” A-Xu says which means I can’t sleep; which means, perhaps, I couldn’t fall asleep without you. She steps into the bathroom, gives Wen Kexing another lingering look. “You need help.”
“Of course,” Wen Kexing says indulgently. “Of course, A-Xu — I can think of many ways in which you could lend me a hand...”
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23 Dec 2025
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It’s the cicadas, Zhou Zishu observes, they stopped making noise and so now the silence is deafening. There’s nobody on the road, no other houses within a reasonable distance. All sorts of things could happen and there would be nobody to witness them. Perhaps that’s the problem, without Chengling around the illusion falls away too easily; what’s left behind are two old ghosts who decided to live like humans do.
That feeling when your teenage
sondisciple is late for dinner.Bookmarked by Voidflower
23 Dec 2025