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please forgive me OP, i did the comfort blanket meme and under the full moon my hand slipped. it wasn't me it was xue yang.
almost forgot the tag #xiyao
omg its time has come again. i cannot for the life of me find when i posted it (no one saw it anyway, so sad), so here it is afresh. and on hanguang-jun's birthday, even https://t.co/X0uOm0wHjv
for @Buried_in_Roses, the most ridiculously shoujo-manga style #winterbegonia #shangxirui, because he's dressed up and in love, looking through the harsh sunlight of a winter's morning courtyard at the one who sees him true
i wrote this as part of a xiyao telephone game, featuring dragon xichen, and containing a great deal of overlap w the folks making @XiyaoZine happen.
it's small, almost a prose-poem, but i still like it. the same magic lives and moves in the zine: mods, you are what lifted us💙
this may not be lan xichen's body but it's definitely lan xichen's fantasy (and definitely jin guangyao's memory). #xiyao
this backfired on me and now my hands are freaking out on me bad. guess bratting's on pause. here's the wip i wanted to be in shape for. xue yang and xiao xingchen. who knows what it'll look like when done but xuexiao ilu
ty for the prompts! i saved them for later 💗💗💗
LAN XICHEN, ALSO A RING (i may do him as many times as i please):
before, and after. after was a lot safer. but a lot less bright and unpredictable as before.
(the first was the maker's own eng. ring, in the 1920s, & i don't think she ever took it off)