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(in)visible mending by lavenderandrue
Fandoms: 天官赐福 - 墨香铜臭 | Tiān Guān Cì Fú - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
16 Apr 2023
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Five times someone walked in on Mu Qing sewing over the years, and one time he chose to let someone see.
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The Joining of the Palaces of Xuan Zhen and Nan Yang by mustntgetmy
Fandom 天官赐福 - 墨香铜臭 | Tiān Guān Cì Fú - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
28 Aug 2025
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15 Feb 2026
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Help, I've fallen into One Piece hell and can't get back out by Sroloc_Elbisivni, Triscribe
Fandom One Piece (Anime & Manga), One Piece (Live Action TV 2023), The Transformers (Cartoon Generation One)
24 Feb 2026
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do i wanna know? by namelessflower
Fandoms: 天官赐福 - 墨香铜臭 | Tiān Guān Cì Fú - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
17 May 2020
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“You’re drunk,” Mu Qing finally says, keeping his voice carefully blank. “You should go back, your junior officials must be looking for you - “
“Don’t wanna go back,” Feng Xin slurs. “Wanna stay here.”
Mu Qing freezes again. “You’re drunk," he hisses.In which Feng Xin frets over what to get Mu Qing for his birthday, somehow ends up drunk at Mu Qing's palace (don't ask), and goes on a demon-slaying not-date with his crush.
(For Fengqing Week 2020, Day 7: Drunk or in love?)
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08 Feb 2026
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It’s on one such sunny afternoon that Sanji finds himself sitting at the base of a large tree, enjoying the warm temperatures while simultaneously shaded by its leafy branches. It’s peaceful out here, so much so that he can almost pretend he’s not a patient in a hospital who has no real plan for what he’s going to do next.
He flinches as that thought occurs to him, his shoulders already hunching protectively up around his ears. At the same time, completely without his permission, his hands start to bury themselves in his hair, tugging at the strands until they hurt.
“Stop it,” he tells himself sternly, rocking slightly back and forth. “Stop it. Stop it. Stop it. You’re fine. Everything’s going to be fine. There’s nothing to worry about here. Germa’s done, the rock’s done, and you made it through both. You’ll - ”
“What’cha doin’?”