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Without Shadow by small_blue_owl
Fandoms: The Radiant Emperor Series - Shelley Parker-Chan
15 Apr 2023
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“He remembered that time in flashes: Esen’s surprise as he looked down to see his armor and flesh laid open by the spear. How in the physician’s ger, Esen’s blood had coated Ouyang’s hands as he struggled to strip the ruined armor off, not trusting anyone else to do it. He remembered his desperate urge to ease Esen’s pain, as intense as if it were his own body bleeding. And even then, in the moment that their bodies had been joined in a kinship of suffering, a smaller part of Ouyang had remembered his fate.”
-- Shelley Parker-Chan, She Who Became the Sun, page 163~*~
(The scene where Esen gets wounded and Ouyang helps him)Bookmarked by Mto33
17 Mar 2026
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What Really Happened by TheSaxonBandwagon2007
Fandoms: Carol (2015), The Price of Salt - Patricia Highsmith
06 Jul 2025
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A one shot collection adapted by yours truly — enjoy.
If you have a suggestion of a scene you’d like me to write about, hit me up.
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24 Feb 2026
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Therese Belivet is an employee at Full Circle Books, which just so happens to be the first bookshop on her favourite author Carol Aird's bookshop tour across the UK and Europe.
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20 Feb 2026
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Great Grass Ocean by kaffeekantate
Fandoms: The Radiant Emperor Series - Shelley Parker-Chan
08 Jan 2025
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Instead of recapturing Bianliang, Esen proposes he and Ouyang embark on a journey across the steppe.
"I would not go entirely alone,” Esen said quietly. “I would ask you to come with me. There is no-one else whom I find so capable and trustworthy. My best general, whose arrow always finds its target." Esen looked at him, eyes pleading.
It was then that Ouyang recognised the mysterious machinations of fate, the unspooled thread weaving together to form the same pattern as before but in a different manner.
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17 Feb 2026
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Ouyang is six when he pricks his finger on a thorny bush of brilliantly red roses. He is just a child and the flowers seem to glow with the deep burgundy hue in the scattered light of a chilly evening. His curiosity is paid with a pinprick of pain and round bead of red as luminous and luscious as the petals themselves.
Ouyang's life through a series of bloody recollections
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10 Feb 2026