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Any and all colour disappears from Alhaitham’s cheeks when he opens the front door and sees in what sort of state Kaveh knocked on it. His first thought is that there is more red in his outfit than usual, far more than the bright red cape adds. His second thought is that Kaveh’s eyes are redder as well, now almost shining. Red, so much of it, all over Kaveh.
“It’s not mine,” Kaveh speaks up before Alhaitham can even begin his sentence. “The blood, I mean. It’s not mine, I’m not… not injured.”
How Kaveh came to live with Alhaitham after their falling out.
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What could we have been? by mengmeow for calla_b
Fandoms: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, 魔道祖师 | Módào Zǔshī (Cartoon)
05 May 2021
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How childhood friends turn into enemies
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At Night by mengmeow
Fandoms: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV)
30 Jul 2020
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At night, Nie Huaisang found comfort in the arms of his brother’s murderer. He would get his revenge one day, his patience would pay off, and tomorrow he would go back to hating Jin Guangyao, but for now it was okay to love Meng Yao.
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Practice Makes Perfect by mengmeow
Fandoms: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV)
14 Jul 2020
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"It’s just, it’s been so long since I’ve done anything like that with anyone.” He glanced at Meng Yao, his grin fading to make place for a pair of persuading eyes. “I figured you could help me practice.”
“Huaisang, I really don’t think that’s a good idea.”
“Why not?”
“I know you, you’re well experienced enough,” Meng Yao reminded him, cringing slightly at his own words. Every time Huaisang told him about another nameless boy he’d kissed, Meng Yao got a little less hopeful that he’d ever have a chance with his best friend.
Or, Huaisang has a date and asks his best friend to practice making out with him.
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Smile for me by mengmeow
Fandoms: 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV), 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
23 May 2020
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“A-Yao, you’re so lucky,” Huaisang complained. “These are my weakness, I can’t believe you’ve got dimples and I get to look at them every single day.”
Meng Yao was speechless for a second, but before he could respond, Huaisang had moved even closer and was now cupping his face in both his hands, still lightly stroking his dimples. He wasn’t looking at them, though. He was looking into Meng Yao’s eyes with that sweet smile of his, and for what felt like hours, neither of them said anything.