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cw: a/b/o LWJ returns to his home in the mountains on the brink of starvation and with a bleeding gash on his cheek. He collapses before he actually makes it past the pack’s boundaries and is found during the routine patrol come evening, nearly five hours later.
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I’ve never been a Halloween person but damn seeing all these creative costumes makes me want to be one
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idk what ao3 being down did to my brain but I’ve not felt this inspired to write since 2022
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lwj and wwx who have been best friends since they were children yet didn’t spend every waking moment together. an odd pair, really, if only for how unlikely a pair they were.
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LWJ keeps his gaze firmly planted on the coffee table before him. There’s a ring of condensation, dried and forgotten, just on the edge of his peripheral vision. “Lan Zhan,” WWX says teasingly, “are you planning to ignore me?”
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He, The First Prince (1/?, 5.3k ongoing) Tags: Royalty, a/b/o dynamics, magical elements Ao3 Link: archiveofourown.org/works/83…
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Wtf what in the cql reunion is going on?
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Lan Wangji is called boring, selfish etc but never ugly
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LWJ keeps his gaze firmly planted on the coffee table before him. There’s a ring of condensation, dried and forgotten, just on the edge of his peripheral vision. “Lan Zhan,” WWX says teasingly, “are you planning to ignore me?”
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WWX has an arm across his chest and LWJ curls his fingers into his forearm. The ghost feels too real in moments like these—when LWJ can touch him. In this tiny bubble, when it’s just the two of them, everything feels possible. “Please,” LWJ whispers.
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He knows he is hurting himself but he can’t help it. He still loves WWX. It’s impossible to imagine a world where he doesn’t. It’s replaced by a much more welcomed pain. WWX nips at the skin between his neck and shoulder. “I love you,” WWX repeats. “I really fucking love you.”
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