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Lan Xichen glanced back on the phone before speaking, at the picture of Wei Ying’s dating profile.
“I think you are being catfished,” Lan Xichen stated, so straightforward it felt uncharacteristically harsh.
or, lwj might be getting catfished
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At the Summit by DecemberCamie
Fandoms: 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV), 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
14 Mar 2023
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“Wei Ying,” Lan Wangji interrupts, forcing himself to get the words out before they shrivel in his chest and never see the light of day, “would you like to go on the ferris wheel with me?”
Jiang Wanyin and Wei Wuxian freeze mid-scuffle. There’s a pause, during which Jiang Wanyin’s expression turns somehow angrier and Lan Xichen’s stare digs into the side of Lan Wangji’s face and his ears start to burn but he stubbornly refuses to take back his request.
Because Wei Wuxian is gazing at him with a mix of shock and hope and Lan Wangji will not mess this up.
((based on the prompt: there’s a myth that couples that kiss when they reach the top of a ferris wheel will stay together forever….but i obviously don’t believe that stuff…obviously))
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To stimulate Japan's low birthrates and take most of the guesswork out of dating, a beeper system was biologically developed in people's wrists, an audible confirmation to show romantic compatibility.
Iwaizumi's beeper has been going off for Oikawa since they've been kids. Oikawa's has only ever been silent.
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paint my eyes by crispy_scoliosis
Fandoms: 전지적 독자 시점 - 싱숑 | Omniscient Reader - Sing-Shong
19 Feb 2022
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If Kim Dokja ever meets Fate, the first thing he’ll do is look it in the eye and punch it.
In a world where the world paints itself in colours when you meet your soulmate, Kim Dokja is, unfortunately, colourblind.
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“Eye cream?” he says finally and Ivan watches in horror as his expression teeters on the edge of confusion before it pitches into understanding. “Oh my god, it’s because…” Till’s laugh interrupts his own sentence and Ivan’s stuck oscillating between wanting to die from mortification and transcending into another plane at the beauty of the noise.
“I look like shit, don’t I?” Till says, running one hand through his hair and all Ivan can think is no, no, no, you look like the most beautiful person alive because it’s true, even with the sweatshirt tied loose around his waist and the two hours of sleep written on his skin.
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