Thinking about Xie Lian never getting his first kiss in high school—mainly because the kid he babysat, Hong-er, kept interrupting Xie Lian and his boyfriend at the WORST moments, almost like it was on PURPOSE.
(Xie Lian gets his first kiss when he’s 25, from…well…)
AND It’s not like Xie Lian NEEDED to babysit anyone, but Hong-er was a foster kid always getting into trouble in the neighborhood that took a liking to XL when he saved him from a group of bullies, and he stopped trying to run away when XL started watching him after school 🤧
They first met when Xie Lian was 14 and Hong-er was 8, and XL didn’t understand what anyone else was talking about when they called the kid a ‘menace.’ He was SUPER sweet, never raised his voice, always did anything XL asked!
His foster mother: he’s kicked THREE HOLES in my wall!!
Hong-er, expecting Xie Lian to scold him: but I—!
Xie Lian: he’s a kid 🥺 kids get upset sometimes 🥺
Hong-er: …🥺
And Xie Lian is pretty busy when he gets to high school, but he still makes the time for Hong-er to come over in the afternoons and study, or just to hang around while Xie Lian does HIS work and stay out of trouble.
It’s not as boring as it sounds, actually—it’s fun! And he gets to hang out with the older kids. Feng Xin and Mu Qing complain A LOT in the beginning, but they got used to him. And for three whole years, it was perfect!
And then, for Hong-er…things got confusing.
They’re confusing for Xie Lian too. But for VERY different reasons. He already gets why Mu Qing and Feng Xin don’t like Pei Ming. He’s not exactly perfect, but he’s nice!
(And pretty much every other guy in their school was too intimidated to ask him out, so…)
What Xie Lian DOESN’T get is Hong-er’s reaction when he bounds in the door after school one day, backpack in hand—
Hong-er: Gege, I got my test back today, I—
*sees Pei Ming instead of Feng Xin and Mu Qing*
Hong-er: …who are you?
Xie Lian: Oh! This is my boyfriend!
Hong-er:
Pei Ming: oh, you never mentioned you had a little brother!
(Xie Lian misses how much that assumption seems to bother the kid)
Xie Lian: oh, no! He lives in the neighborhood, I watch him after school most days.
And Hong-er’s tone is ODDLY STERN for a little kid—
“Everyday.”
Hong-er: I’m here pretty much every day.
Xie Lian, thinking it over: Well, he pretty much is, actually.
Pei Ming: that’s—
Hong-er, talking over him: How could gege have a boyfriend, anyway? He’s a boy.
Xie Lian, laughing awkwardly: Well…I like boys.
Hong-er:
He QUICKLY changes tacts—
Hong-er: is gege even old enough for that?
Xie Lian: I’m 17…?
Pei Ming, raising an eyebrow: how old are you?
Hong-er: 11.
But that glare is PRETTY INTENSE for a pre-teen.
Pei Ming: well then you wouldn’t know, would you?
XL: …who wants snacks??
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Modern AU where Lan Wangji, under a set of circumstances entirely out of his control, is forced to engage in what one might describe as a 'heist.'
His partner in crime, 'Wei Wuxian,' ends up stealing far more than either of them bargained for.
(CW: omegaverse)
"...What do you /mean/ other--we can all smell--!"
"Oh, no," Wei Wuxian rolls his eyes. "You just assumed because I was wearing lifts and carrying myself a certain way, and I /happened/ to smell like an alpha. Nie Huaisang's scented him this morning, I just mooched off of him."
To be fair, even without lifts, he's still /tall/ for an omega, he just isn't almost the same height as Lan Wangji without them.
But the closer he looks, and the more he pays attention...
There /is/ a hint of scent blockers under an already faint alpha scent.
My business business casual look is like High Femme and my causal Friday look is very masc and it’s throwing my boss through a bit of a loop
Me Monday through Thursday:
Full makeup, hair curled, high heels, tailored slacks and pretty blouses
Me on Friday’s:
No makeup. Hair in claw clip. Jeans. Timberland boots. Collared shirt.
He does a double take every time he has to pass by my desks on Friday because I apparently look that different, which is what I aspire to, but I don’t think he’s aware of what my any pronouns having ass is doing
I'm not an atheist but I was raised in a way where religion is VERY private like if you're not in mass you KEEP THAT SHIT TO YOURSELF MAN DON'T MAKE IT WEIRD
Also you know DAMN WELL that your 23 y/o ass ain't reading verses from the bible before you go to bed every night WHO ARE YOU POSING FOR JESUS ALREADY KNOWS
Spite can make you do many things that you couldn’t otherwise. It’s prematurely aged her little brother in many ways.
But it also closes many doors.
Jiang Yanli has always been in the habit of keeping every option open.
She doesn’t always say what she thinks. She doesn’t burn bridges, and she doesn’t make enemies.
That has assigned her many nicknames over the years.
Spineless. Pushover. Coward.
And no one would ever say it to her face, but she’s always been a good listener.
Normally, she would be demure. She would stop in the lobby once she reached the proper floor, give word to the secretary, and politely wait in the chair by the corner.
Xie Lian starts out of his haze, looking up when Wu Ming's hand caresses his jaw, one thumb sliding across his lower lip, and when he meets his gaze--
"Look at you," Wu Ming purrs, eyes dark and unreadable. "No wonder you wanted to dual cultivate so badly."
Xie Lian /chokes./
"If you wanted me to fuck you that badly, you could have just /said so/," the mortal murmurs, shaking his head, and the man underneath him is slowly turning the same color as Wu Ming's right eye.
"I-I--it wasn't--/ah!/--I just--!"
The worst part is, Xie Lian isn't stupid, he's grasped what Wu Ming is doing here, but that doesn't make it less /embarrassing./
Because Wu Ming is saying that, probably thinking it's wrong and just something to provoke Hua Cheng, but Xie Lian knows that he's /right./