The_Signal_Bell
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That Which Cannot Be Yet Is So by The_Signal_Bell
Fandoms: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
08 May 2024
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This is somewhere after "Out There In The Silence, I'll Be Gone".
It potentially can be read as stand alone.
What Happens to Jiang Cheng or Rather, Where he goes.
The Beginning of a new Beginning and the End of The True End.Excerpt:
"....Under Pallid Moonlight....SHE IS NOT HUMAN.....He can find no deception..."Series
- Part 3 of The Revenance Of Jiang Cheng
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That Without Becomes No More by The_Signal_Bell
Fandoms: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
08 May 2024
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I dunno man. I'll drop in an excerpt again probably. Title may change.
Part of a series. I suck at summaries, I really ain't sure what to say about this one.edit- i forgot the excerpt.
"....But that Feignman, he was not a wise man. Nay, he was foolish.....With the time of the reign of Jiang Feingman, the people of the River, Children of the lake, suffered.....It was a place where the Fierce of Freedom went to die, a slow wilt of being tortured to nihility."
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- Part 2 of The Revenance Of Jiang Cheng
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Out There In The Silence, I'll Be Gone. by The_Signal_Bell
Fandoms: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
16 Jun 2021
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‘It doesn’t mean anything.
Stop being greedy, Jiang Cheng.’
‘. . . . . . . . ‘
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This is my first post ever, period. And Idk what to put for summary. Enjoy. I hope.
Series
- Part 1 of The Revenance Of Jiang Cheng
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The Revenance Of Jiang Cheng by The_Signal_Bell
Fandom 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
08 May 2024
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Non Linear. Stories are not written in order. Slow updates.
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Kyrll Chudomirovich Flins is beautiful. That's not even in the top five remarkable things about him.
Bookmarked by The_Signal_Bell
28 Jan 2026
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I got to the end with these warm and complicated feelings.
And then I read the comments.
And my mind immediately went to this quote from the 1st HTTYD .
"Ooooo, love on the battlefield~"
Because basically that's what's happening to our poor boy here.
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“You’re interested in me.” It was not a question. Despite the teasing tone, Flins’ face remained impassive. “No shame in that, Young Master.”
“That’s–,” Illuga huffed, running his hand through his hair. “Must you always be like this?”
“I don’t see what you mean,” he said, staring at him with his ever-imposing, lifeless eyes. “I did just say that it’s alright.”
“I’m merely trying to understand. You don’t need to bother with the flirting that you always use to deflect the question, you know – I’m not like everyone else.”
“You sure aren’t,” Flins said with an enigmatic smile as he poured another glass for him.
“And stop with the water, I’ve already drunk three glasses.”
“And yet you still seem thirsty.”
Illuga grit his teeth, forcing the rush of blood to his cheeks to desist. “Don’t make me any angrier than I already am, Sir Flins.”
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Bookmarked by The_Signal_Bell
28 Jan 2026
Bookmarker's Notes
Sweet story. My heart hurts a bit.
Good Inspo/✨
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Flins catches Illuga smoking. He feels very normal about it.
As Illuga breathes in, he feels the plant fibres burn in in his flame, but most vividly, the image returns: the embers of the cigarette lighting up azure, himself travelling along their path, past Illuga’s lips, his throat, burning in his lungs as his broad chest expands, penetrating his bloodstream, spreading outward into his strong limbs and stronger heart, being absorbed by Illuga wholly and fully, and it makes him feel more heady than anything he’s ever consumed in the past.
Bookmarked by The_Signal_Bell
28 Jan 2026
Bookmarker's Notes
Great inspo/✨
*As Flins focuses on the smoke leaving Illuga’s lips, he experiences a sudden, intense sense of envy.
Somewhere, he feels like a petulant, capricious child, and yet a larger, louder and more ravenous part of him imagines his own flames flickering in Illuga’s mouth, making him sigh and relax and give in like that—"*This is amazing.
And there are so many ideas.
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“Don’t do that again,” Illuga whispered, his voice soft and silky amidst the golden glow of the flames, warmed up by them, sluggish and tinted with the sweet embrace of sleep. “Just, ask for help, next time.” And even quieter, uttered so achingly soft; please.
Bookmarked by The_Signal_Bell
27 Jan 2026
Bookmarker's Notes
Something Eldritch in me makes happy sighs at this.
I find the dynamic of the fleeting fae bullying the wright of duty to sleep. And yearning to lower fully toward complete relaxation. Simply a melting jelly upon a the surface, free to drive boneless in which way is seen the most fit at the according time.
Flins to Drive Illuga to such sleep is such a fond thought. The Eldritch are possessive. Illuga asleep in the nest of a Fae, well warm and simply so. Compliant simply bc the body, spirit, heart, and mind can no longer take the stress.
I'd imagine Flins would be upon the swirling pleasant feel so very indeed. A desire to keep him there for as long as possible, and simply indulge. The care for the glass canon that so catches the eye of the inhuman.
Great Inspo/ Favorite/Downloaded ✨
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“The only sound I want to hear from you tonight,” Flins whispered, his fingers gripping the base, cheek rubbing against the twitching shaft as he looked up at Illuga’s flushed face through his eyelashes. “Is you singing, my little nightingale.”
Bookmarked by The_Signal_Bell
27 Jan 2026
Bookmarker's Notes
Neat.
Guys, come check out this neat, cool thing I found
Great Inspo/ ✨*Needs some fae manipulation here in the index notes.
Is it a terrible thing that my world view of Fae has been ruined by the always and ever so terrible yet fantastic, Robbie Rotten. LazyTown fanfiction has ruined to me.
Clearly.
The cunning and the divine.
A butler in black and a Fae of a man in a magenta overall pinstripe suit.*