Xingchen is a terrible liar— he does not like hunting deer, although he will. He has. One stag is not strong enough to sate him, and while they can make some use of the bodies, the deer are of less use to the two of them than they would be to the people in these small cities and towns if they found them full of life.
Song Lan has more than enough to spare.
His fingers stumble over the belt of his robes.
Vampire fic set in canon, utterly lovely and captivating…
He and Xingchen had done that side by side for years together, before. Perhaps he only retreated to give Song Lan as much privacy as possible in their current situation. That is not much, of course. The channels of Song Lan’s meridians only offer so much space. Xingchen fits there well, despite that, his soul tucked neatly somewhere between Song Lan’s navel and his heart on any given day, drifting as he knits back together a little at a time. Today, he rests around Song Lan’s diaphragm. He manages to give the impression of a cat curled up on a hearth, or of how he used to pillow his head on one of Song Lan’s thighs and rest there while Song Lan read to him.
This is such a unique look at Song Lan and Xiao Xingchen’s soul – not one I’d considered before but utterly fascinating. Mild D/s and breathplay – if that’s even possible if there’s only one body, and that body doesn’t need to breathe.
The most tragic of all ships, this beautiful vid tells their entire fateful love story…
Before last night, no one had ever touched Xingchen like this. A wondrous experience, being held in Zichen’s hands like something cherished, something beautiful ‑‑ and to hold Zichen in turn, the way he’d been dreaming about for years.
He wants to touch him now, and he needs to be awake to do that. “Good morning,” he says, opening his eyes with a smile.
Zichen bolts.
This is a perfect gem of a first time fic.
Does a good job balancing the relationships between these three – and breaks my heart in the process, because Songxiao always will.
I love these two and their doomed relationship so much, and it’s criminal that there are so few vids for them – but this is a beautiful one!
The realization strikes Song Lan like a bolt of lightning: Xiao Xingchen laughs, and he wants with a sudden, stunning desperation to kiss the mirth from his beautiful mouth. How, precisely, he is meant to manage that—that, he has no idea at all.
Song Lan doesn’t like touch. Until he can’t stop thinking of what Xiao Xingchen’s touch would be like. This is gorgeous and perfect.
“No,” Xiao Xingchen bites out, the words like a whipcrack: “You can’t have him.”
He reaches for the resentment that lies buried in his heart, and rips it out into the world.
An absolutely compelling canon-divergence in which Xiao Xingchen goes down the path of demonic cultivation in order to save Song Lan.
Song Lan has been waiting for thousands of years for Xing’s soul to reincarnate, protecting the world from Hell spilling over as best as he could. He waited, he grew tired.
Then a fake priest nearly fell out of a window, and while saving him, Song Lan came face to face with one Chief Xiao.
The perfect Guardian fusion, I only wish this was a million words long…
This is gorgeous – and the lyrics couldn’t be any more perfect for this most tragic of couples.
