This is Shirasade‘s fic and vid recs collection, starting 2015. (Unfortunately my recs from 2005 onwards were hosted on Delicious and went bust with the site, although I found an unsorted bookmarks list from 2010.)
Because I moved from Delicous to Tumblr and now WordPress, the older posts don’t look quite so pretty.
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“Lan Zhan,” Wei Wuxian’s voice was hoarse and low, sounding more like a prayer than anything else. As Lan Xichen watched, held motionless by the sight, he leaned forward, over Wangji’s back, his long hair falling over white silk and pink skin, covering Wangji the same way his lips covered Wangji’s scars.
His brother made a sound then, a low, breathy thing that cut through Lan Xichen like a sword.
Carefully, so carefully, he stepped backwards, then made his way blindly to the doors. He stumbled out, chest burning, body hot with the wretched fever, so dizzy he didn’t even know how he made it back to his cabin.
There he fell to his knees, panting like a wounded animal, and reached for the talismans hidden under the floorboards. He would not name the heat in his body, would not give in to the curse creeping around his heart.
This is the threesome fic I didn’t know I needed in my life. Lan Xichen, feeling broken and suffering one last curse courtesy of Jin Guangyao, and the two men who love him unconditionally and lead him, bit by bit, back to life. And to them. Just… amazing!
Mil hasn’t had any for about two months and it fucking shows. Tine’s being taken out of the picture by Sarawat, so, maybe it’s time to pay attention to the short-haired cheerleader captain instead. Her angry screaming is hot; he bets she’s a devil between the sheets. He’s so not going to do it with the girls from his fan club or any of his students who have a crush on him. There’s a special hard no reserved for Phukong who’s cute and eager and too much in love — the combination Mil wouldn’t want to touch with a ten-foot pole. He’s horny, not desperate.
I really enjoyed Mil and Phukong on 2gether, and not just because I loved their actors, Drake and Frank, in My Tee. This fic gives us a fun asshole Mil post-ep 9 who just wants sex but falls for Phukong anyway.
New territory exposed, Bohn wastes no time resuming his previous position, letting Duen pull him back onto his lap. He’s so busy looking, admiring the view and shivering into that first, full bare press of their bodies together that he doesn’t register the telltale click of a cap being flicked open until Duen gets a hand in between them and gathers them both against a well lubed palm. Bohn jerks into the touch with a groan, eyes fluttering shut as the motion is repeated a second, a third time. He struggles on his next inhale, forces his eyes open to stare at the sure-minded focus on Duen’s face, and blurts out, “Oh my god have you been on the internet?!”