The utter excitement of seeing same author of Accidentally Married a Man Full of Vinegar on a novel summary

Chinese audio dramas recommendation part 1(?)

My recent obsession: audio dramas! It’s seriously the best form of entertainment when I’m working and since working days take up 5 out of 7 days, I source for audio dramas so much it’s taking up a lot of my working hours.

1. Mr Dior (2 seasons, completed)

My comfort audio drama. The number of times I’ve re-listened to this one is uncountable.  Synopsis: No matter what script is it today, you are always the lead in my memory.  7 years into their marriage, Zhang Dadiao/Zhang Chengfei (top) got into an accident one day. Even without any serious physical injuries, the impact of the accident caused his brain’s perception turning into the novels that were stored in his Smart Watch. As a result, it caused him to think he was different characters of different kinds of script each time, but one thing stayed constant: his wife, Jiao Qi, will always be his priority. Thanks to that, Jiao Qi had to put up his husband’s weird actions but also, learned new secrets his husband apparently had been keeping from him. 

I really enjoyed the laughs and the tears from this story. Though I’ve been meaning to read the original novel but... it’s on hold for numerous reasons... And the manhua is still ongoing now. But nonetheless, each script has its countless funny moments, and the couple never fail to prove to us love does exist. And CEO Zhang loves his wife no matter what happens. Adding on, the voice actors, Jing Xiang Shui Yi (Zhang Chengfei) and Yang Zai (Jiao Qi) had incredible chemistry together for this was their 2nd project together. Their voices do fit the characters well and did excellent jobs in conveying the emotions just by their voices. They made the characters come to life and made listeners fall in love with them too.

2. Accidentally Married a Man full of Vinegar (1 season, completed)

Another comfort audio drama. Too many re-listens. 

Synopsis: While drinking his sorrows away in a bar one night, Chu Yi picks up his future husband then and there, drunk, and after doing the unimaginable. After that, a handsome customer appeared in his design studio, asking, “Mr Chu, have you forgotten me?” “Excuse me, but you are...?”  “Qin Yiheng. Are you looking to get married this year? Because I do, and I think we’re compatible.” With the growing pressure from both parents, they decided to get married when all they knew were each other’s names, and their skills on bed...? But as the saying goes, time reveals a person’s heart - for Chu Yi, he did realise how much jealousy his husband had in him, and for Qin Yiheng, how much he actually cared for his new husband. While others date first before getting married, this couple got married first before they started to date. Qin Yiheng was someone new to the relationship stuff and all. It was cute that he didn’t understand why Chu Yi asked for certain things, or why would his assistant suggested him to do certain things because he was married. But of course he was a fast learner and soon enough, he captured his husband’s heart. The 15 episode audio drama captured their journey together, as they finally became a real married couple. And of course, Qin Yiheng’s growth as a lover as well.  Additionally, the voice actors too, Hu Liang Wei (Chu Yi) and Jiang Xu (Qin Yiheng) had incredible chemistry as well. Their voices were really soothing too for such a sweet drama. 

3. Your distance (1 season, completed)

Synopsis: Distance is a social platform that displays the distance between parties. To prevent the chances of bumping into the person he wants to flirt with in real life, Ting Shuang chose to match with someone 287km away. Everything was going well, other than his ex-boyfriend who cheated on him pestering to reconcile. But things got worse when he realise Cycle, the guy he called “darling” to get rid of his annoying ex, was 4.8km away from him?! Slowly, the distance decreased to 3m when he was in school. Which means...?! After much denial, Ting Shuang finally admitted that his hellish professor, Bai Changyi, was Cycle that he matched with. Despite the 12-years age difference, they started their life as a couple. I enjoyed the drama as with the age difference, the two guys were from different generations. And Ting Shuang would not let Bai Changyi live (more like he didn’t let him forget how old he actually was). But what I enjoyed the most was how Professor Bai was really mature and exerted that in their relationship. When Ting Shuang was being immature and refusing to communicate, Professor Bai would use his ways to deal with that, not allowing the miscomm trope to even take place. And how they dealt with problems were different and refreshing to see. 

The voice actors, Yang Zai (Ting Shuang) and Zheng Xi (Bai Changyi), were great with their characters. Zheng Xi had the voice to show the stableness of Professor Bai and Yang Zia’s voice, in contrary with his partner’s, showed the difference in their maturity. And that helped with the drama and plot a lot. 

4. Ex-husband’s call (1 season, completed)

Synopsis: After being set up with a handsome police officer with a great body, Tong Qiu, a school teacher with a uniform fetish, started dating him with the consideration of marriage in mind. And after 3 months, they got married with the agreement that if Tong Qiu wanted a divorce in a year, Huo Zhixing would agree to it wholeheartedly.  Fast forward to a year later, Tong Qiu: “Huo Zhixing, let’s file for a divorce.” But that didn’t mean it was the end to Huo Zhixing. No matter how much Tong Qiu had to remind his friends that that was his ex-husband, everyone could tell Police Officer Huo had other plans. And that kicked off the courtship from Huo Zhixing. 

I felt that this audio drama had simply taught us that in a relationship, never hide your true self as that’ll be what keep a relationship strong. I’m not going to spoil much here as I really do encourage people to go listen to this, it’s a really heart-warming drama and I thoroughly enjoyed it and was really happy I found it. The small actions from Huo Zhixing were really obvious actually and was really cute when sometimes it got Tong Qiu questioning himself. And slowly seeing Tong Qiu looking over the uniform and at the police officer himself was a nice journey to follow on. And of course there was a tad bit of angst but it was definitely for character growth.

As for the voice actors, Dao Diao Nan (Huo Zhixing) and Tang Cu Pai Gu (Tong Qiu), I felt that TCPG had some moments in the drama that... his voice was a little off for the character in a way I can’t really describe. But nonetheless he did a great job for this character who is a teacher and had hid his different sides. Dao Diao Nan also did an excellent job where there were definitely moments in which you could tell his voice had much more to say beyond the script, and it was amazing. 

Trigger warning for this one as a very side character committed s**cide.

Please feel free to drop any recommendations! I would appreciate them! And I guess from my recommendations it’s quite easy to tell I’m one that goes for lighthearted dramas haha so please don’t hold back anything you wanna share!

Well if it isnt my greatest nemesis

Making decisions

Need danmei recommendations

I finally hit the wall when I'm not sure what I could read next and enjoy it, so I need some recommendations.

Here is a list of my favorites:

1. Are You Addicted?

2.The Founder of Diabolism

3. Heaven Official’s Blessing

4. The Scum Villain’s Self-Saving System

5. My Little Poplar

6. Wu Chang Jie

7. Guardian

8. Faraway Wanderers

9. The Legendary Master’s Wife

10. Copper Coins

11. A Certain Someone

12. Agreement of being gay for 30 days

13. Global Examination

14. Lovely Allergen

15. Fanservice Paradox

16. Thousand Autumns

17. Quickly Wear the Face of the Devil

18. Sha Po Lang

19. Assistant Architect

20. Golden Stage

21. My Husband is Suffering from a Terminal Illness

22. The Wrong Way to a Demon Sect Leader

23. Devil Venerable Also Wants to Know

24. Mr. Melancholy Wants to Live a Peaceful Life

25. The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

26. Little Mushroom

27. Restricted Area

28. Accidental Mark

29. Yu Wu

30. Black-bellied vs. Black-bellied: Ultimate Showdown

31. Four O’Clock Flower

32. This Omega is Sweet and Wild

33. How To Say I Love You

34. Mistakenly Saving the Villain

35. Accidentally Married a Man Full of Vinegar

36. After I Possessed the Tmall Genie of the Shool Adonis

37. Your Memes Are Better Looking Than You

38. Bite Your Fingertips

39. How to Survive as a Villain

40. Stray

41. The Disabled Tyrant's Pet Palm Fish

42. Everyone Knows I'm a Good Person

43. Qiang Jin Jiu

44. Don't You Like Me

45. Stone Age Husband Raising Journal

46. I've Liked Your Boyfriend for a Long Time

47. I Only Like Your Made-up Persona

49. The Prince Can Always Hear The Secret Servant Chanting The Qingxin Mantra Before Going To Bed

49. How Are You Guys Getting Boyfriends While Gaming

50. Silent Reading

I would like something in the same vibe as any of these, please 🙏

Accidentally Married a Man Full of Vinegar - 一不小心和醋精结婚了 - PT-BR (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/337473805-accidentally-married-a-man-full-of-vinegar?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=ZoneCrushBL&wp_originator=a2316RZ8S5IepWpaD3ODrGoXlr2bgu8HNV3rCDFvrVyKUj70ICdC3g4kEHGV5L%2BJ4V3BDtnadTKa5LBXuUimGG0n2PmgLW41e8D5aV1X6%2BDVX7SeTIC1F%2F7AGXVfRkJS Author: Yi Mei Niukou 一枚纽扣 Status: 83 capítulos + 8 extras ________ Em um determinado dia, Chu Yi, sentindo-se bastante peculiar, vai a um bar tomar um drink e acaba mudando drasticamente sua vida. Ações indescritíveis foram feitas e ele acidentalmente pega um marido. Foi uma grande coincidência que esse marido dele fosse um aluno do último ano da escola, aquele que as pessoas chamam de 'flor do topo da montanha'. No entanto, ele não esperava que esse marido distante e difícil de abordar não apenas flertasse sem pestanejar, mas também adorasse comer vinagre (ficar com ciúmes). Quando ele fala com outras pessoas, seu marido come vinagre. Quando ele ri com os outros, seu marido come vinagre. Quando ele elogia os outros, seu marido come vinagre. Mesmo quando ele posta algo relacionado a outras pessoas em seus Moments no WeChat, o marido come vinagre.Chu Yi entendeu mais tarde que seu marido deveria ser mimado e deveria ser o único em seu coração.Qin Yiheng sempre viveu sua vida da maneira que planejou e nunca se desviou de seus planos. Até que um dia, ele conheceu uma certa pessoa em um bar e certas coisas aconteceram. De forma responsável, ele decidiu se casar com essa pessoa, trouxe-a de volta para casa e a incluiu em seus planos. Ele estava pronto para viver uma vida de respeito mútuo com essa pessoa. No entanto, ele não esperava que o marido que ele pegou realmente o deixasse tão viciado.

CRIED AT ANOTHER SHORT DANMEI

im so bad w death stories akldkdfjsdsf i thought this was just gna be a short n cute kind of condensed "after i flopped on my crush"/"accidentally married a man full of vinegar" but then that last extra w the love letter ENDED ME whyd u have to bring realism into this authornim 😭😭😭

side note i also cried at the ending of accidental mark when dream pei shaozhe died n cheng xia followed him this kind of thing just. breaks me ok.

when richie met y/n • richie tozier

(richie tozier x reader)

prologue

requested: idk if your taking requests rn BUTTTT could you do a richie fic that’s like when harry met sally? if you’ve seen it that is 🌟🌟🌟~🤍

warnings: mentions of sexist stuff, bc richie is a dick, mentions of sex, slander of the name sheldon (sorry), talking about the plot of casablanca but you dont rly have to have seen it lol

ok so i know i havent finished tozier but i just recently rewatched this movie and figured i’d write the prologue for this planed series n post it <3

[losers + reader have just graduated college in this. ]

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it’s after graduation '92 when y/n y/l/n first meets richard tozier. 

the trees are turning red and crusting off the tips of branches, the bitter cold of the university whipping around your car even though it's supposed to be nearing the end of spring. you're sitting awkwardly now, with your window cranked down, eyes glued to the couple at the edge of the sidewalk. they're entagled with each other enough that all you can make out is wild dark and curly hair, a sharp jawline, and the girl’s blonde hair gathered in a fist of the mysterious boy. but you'd notice your friend amanda anywhere, even if her back is turned and face occupied with another’s. 

you clear your throat, but they ignore you, the boy whose hands are wrapped around her waist tilting her jaw to kiss her even deeper. "i love you." she whispers. you feel awkward, and roll your eyes. it's still seconds later and so you clear your throat, muttering, "amanda." 

she jumps apart from the boy. "oh, hi y/n. um, y/n, this is richie tozier. richie, this is y/n y/l/n."

you lock eyes with the boy, who's got a smirk on his lips as he wipes his mouth. you watch as amanda's lip gloss rubs off his bright red lips, "nice to meet you, y/n." 

you nod back at him, antsy to start driving and nervous for some reason. "hi. you want to drive the first shift?"

he laughs slightly, shaking his head as his wild dark curls bounce around. he’s devastatingly handsome, and you’re not surprised amanda loves him so much. he pulls his crewneck's sleeves over his hands and shrugs, "no, you're there already, you can start if that works." you nod, slightly put off, but shrugging it off. 

"okay. the back's open." you watch awkwardly as the boy lifts his belongings into the space in your trunk, amanda coming up and hugging his tall, skinny frame. "please call me." she whispers. he nods and you watch from the rearview mirror, "call you as soon as we get there, baby." he says. your friend amanda whines, "oh, please call me from the road. "  the boy, richie, cracks a charming grin, "i'll call you before that."

almost gagging, you turn your attention to the radio and fiddle it, waiting for richie and amanda to finish making out against the back of your car. 

it's awkward once you start driving, richie tapping his long fingers against his knee as you stare at the road ahead of you. you clear your throat, "i have it all figured out. it's an eighteen hour trip, which breaks down into six shifts of three hours each. or, alternatively, we could break it down by mileage-" but while you're speaking, richie's leaning to fiddle around with a bag in the back. you blink, "er, there's a...there's a map on the... visor that i've marked to show the locations so we can change shifts." 

richie barely hums and crunches on something, making you turn to look at him. he lifts his brows, "grapes?"

you lift a brow, "n-no. i don't like to eat between meals." you say, eyes going between him and the road, where he spits out the grape seeds. "alright, y/n. why don't you tell me the story of your life." his sentence makes you do a double-take and you almost laugh. 

 when he sees your bewildered expression, he shrugs, "we've got eighteen hours to kill before we hit new york." 

shaking your head, "the story of my life won't even get us out of chicago." that makes him laugh, a sound that was shockingly unexpected as it cuts through the stale air of your car. a light, excited and shocked laugh that makes you smile as you watch the road, your eyes stealing a glance at the abrupt and disheveled boy lounging in the passenger seat. 

it's four hours later, and richie's convinced you to pull into a small diner on the side of the road. "-you're wrong." you shake your head as you enter the lot. "i'm not wrong, he wants her to leave! that's why he puts her on the plane." richie insists. you shake your head, "no, i don't think she wants to stay."you insist.  richie rolls his eyes at you, "of course she wants to stay. wouldn't you rather be with humphrey bogart than the other guy?"

you shrug, "i don't want to spend the rest of my life in casablanca married to a man who runs a bar. i probably sound very snobbish to you, but i don't.” 

richie looks shocked and annoyed, slamming the car door shut to catch up to you as you walk towards the front doors. "you'd rather be in a passionless marriage." you nod, "well, yeah, and be the first lady of czechoslovakia."

"really? that rather than live with the man you've had the greatest sex of your life with, and just because he owns a bar and that is all he does."

 you glare at him, "ingrid bergman is sensible, okay? that's why she gets on the plane at the end of the movie. she knows better, just like i do." 

as a waitress takes you to a booth, richie hums behind you with amusement laced into his voice. "ohh, okay. okay. i understand now." you look at him, "what?" but he shakes his head. "nothing." "tell me."  "no. forget about it." "forget about what? tell me." you insist.  richie's pushing up his glasses and staring at the menu, grinning. "it's not important." "-just tell me!" you hiss.  richie pushes his menu down and looks at you cockily. "obviously you haven't had great sex yet."

you blink, staring at him in shock. this stranger, who you met hours ago, is telling you that you haven't had good sex yet? you scowl, "yes i have." you snap. 

he laughs, looking at the menu still. "no you haven't."

you accidentally project your next words loudly, "it just so happens that i have had plenty of good sex."

 it goes silent at the diner, all the eyes on you. the waiters and workers stare, the other patrons watching with wide eyes as richie just grins at you. you feel yourself go red with embarrassment. what is it about this kid that gets you so mad?  

richie seems unphased. "well, with who?" he asks. you mutter, "whom." to correct him, and so he folds his hands and tries again, "with whom are you having this fantastic sex?"  "i'm not telling you that."  "fine, don't tell me." richie says with a shrug, reading over the menu once again. you study his face, the light smirk that seems to be plastered onto his lips permanently; the freckles over his cheeks, forehead and nose. something about him makes you feel like you have to prove yourself.  "shel gordon." you say after a moment. 

"shel? sheldon?" he asks, eyes dark blue as they lock with yours. he laughs, "no, no, you didn't have great sex with sheldon."

"fuck you." you spit. he's still chuckling as he says, "no, no. sheldon can do your income taxes. if you need a root canal, sheldon's your man. but humping and pumping is not sheldon's strong suit." you wrinkle your nose at his vulgar language. "it's the name. 'do it to me sheldon, oh, you're an animal 'sheldon.' it doesn't work." he says, moaning loudly and making you red. you swat him and he laughs. 

 you're furious, but the waitress shows up and asks for your orders. "hiya doll, i'll have the number three, please." richie orders. the waitress looks at you. you smile, "i'd like the chef salad please with the oil and vinegar on the side and the apple pie a la mode. but if possible, i'd like the pie heated and i don't want the ice cream on top i want it on the side. and i'd like strawberry instead of vanilla if you have it? if not then no ice cream, just whipped cream - but only if it's real. if it's out of a can then nothing."

the waitress looks at you and you can feel richie's eyes on you in the silence following your order. "not even the pie?" she asks, while writing. you shake your head, "no, just the pie, but then not heated.” she looks at you slightly but nods,  "noted, coming right up."

you look at richie, "what?" you ask as he stares at you. he shakes his head, "nothing, nothing. so how come you broke up with this sheldon?" he asks. 

you stare at him, irritated and regretting agreeing to this road trip. "how you know we broke up?" you say. richie grins, "because if you didn't break up, you wouldn't be here with me, you'd be off boning with sheldon the wonder-schlong."  "richie."

the next moment you know you shouldn't have agreed to this is an hour later, back on the road. you can feel richie's eyes burning into your head, so you stop singing.

 "you should probably keep your eyes on the road." you suggest lightly, making the boy crack a smirk. "you're a very attractive person." he says earnestly. you look back down to the map in your hands, "thank you."

"amanda never said how attractive you were." richie says, as if he's just saying whatever he's thinking. "well maybe she doesn't think i'm attractive." you say with a shrug.

 richie hums,"i don't think it's a matter of opinion," you can't help the butterflies in your chest at the compliment. "y'know, like...empirically you're attractive."

you frown, distrustful that richie's being so flirty with his girlfriend's friend. "amanda is my friend." you say. 

richie looks at you with a tilt of the head, "yeah, so?" "-so, you're going with her." "so?"  you scowl, "so you're coming on to me!"

richie's eyebrows shoot up and he looks defensive, "no i wasn't- what?" you're unimpressed, eyes widening and jaw dropping. this boy is full of shit, and the smirk on his face proves it. you don't think you're much of a big fan of this richie kid. 

"can't a man say a woman is attractive without it being a come-on?" he asks with a blindingly charming smile that makes you glare. "-alright, alright, let's just say just for the sake of argument that it was a come-on. what do you want me to do about it? i take it back, okay? i take it back."

you cross your arms, staring out the window. "you can't take it back." richie groans, "why not?" "because it's already out there." "oh god, what are we suppose to do, call the cops? it's already out there!" he yelps, swerving on the road and making you grip your seat. "just let it lie, okay?" you say, annoyed. "great! let it lie. that's my policy. that's what i always say, let it lie." richie mutters, and you shoot him a glance before looking back at the rolling greenery outside the window.  it's quiet for a moment, then, "wanna spend the night at a motel?"

your jaw drops, richie beating you to speaking as he laughs at your reaction. he finds it so funny, but all you do is glare. asshole.  "see what i did? i didn't let it lie." "richie." you say. "i said i wouldn't and i didn't." he adds.  "richie." 

"in fact, i went the other way, i-" you cut richie off, "richie!"  he looks at you, "what?" you shake your head, huffing. "we're just going to be friends, okay?" 

"fine by me. friends, it's the best thing. " he says.

it's silent for ten more minutes, and you almost get to sleep until you're jolted awake by a voice you've been forced to listen two for six hours straight. "-you realize, of course, that we can never be friends."

his words, while irritating beyond belief, do capture your attention. "and why not?" you say. 

he swallows. "what I'm saying is - and this is not a come-on in any way, shape or form - is that men and women can't be friends because the sex part always gets in the way.”

its silent for a second as you take in the stupidity of his words. "jesus, richie. that's not true, i have a number of men friends and there's no sex involved.”

“no you don't.” he says matter-of-factly. you scowl, "yes i do.”  

“no you don't.”  “yes i do.”  "you only think you do.”

"you're saying i'm having sex with these men without my knowledge?" you sass, rolling your eyes so hard it hurts. richie huffs a short laugh, "no, what i'm saying is they all want to have sex with you." 

you wrinkle your nose. "they do not. that's really disgusting."  "maybe it is, but it’s true." "they do not!" you insist, turning in your seat to stare at him. "do too." your jaw goes slack and you narrow your eyes, "how do you know?"

"because. no man can be friends with a woman he finds attractive - he always wants to have sex with her."

you feel like punching him in the face. "so you're saying that a man can be friends with a woman he finds unattractive." you say, feeling disgusted by his sexism. "we- uh, you pretty much wanna nail 'em too."

you groan, "well what if the women don't want to have sex with you?" you say. "well, sure. but it's still ruined because the sex thing is already out there so the friendship is ultimately doomed and that’s the end of the story. men are very stupid and painfully simple creatures."

"well i guess we're not going to be friends then." you snap, turning to look back out the window. he's such a fucking douche, you can't believe you're trapped in this car with him for ten more hours. 

"guess not." he mutters.

you sigh, "that's too bad. you're the only person i knew in new york."

you slept for eight of the ten hours left, and when you’re unloading richie's luggage from your car in front of a small apartment, he nudges you slightly. you look up at him as he towers above you, raising a brow. you hate to admit it, but this asshole is awfully cute when he’s not being the devil.  

"thanks for the ride." he says with a soft smile. 

you nod, "yeah, it was... interesting." you say. he smiles, "it was nice knowing you." he offers his hand out to you, and you grip it, his hand warm and rough in yours. "yeah." is all you can say. 

richie steps away, grabbing his things. "well... have a nice life." you say as you get back into the car. 

"you too, y/n." 

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I have been summoned, rec a fic that I can read for tonight 🥺 -yibobibo

@yibobibo aamna see this as my valentine's gift for you!! 🤧❤ i'm gonna give you a couple of fics because i mainly noted down some soft (comfort) fics 👀 how about six for now?

canon setting:

风光 by emilylouise (9K, fix it, yanli's wedding, stressed lwj, smitten lwj)

‘我要看着我师姐风风光光地礼成’

"I'll see my senior sister married in absolute splendour!'

Seeing how upset Wei Ying is that he can’t be part of his sister’s wedding, Lan Wangji takes it upon himself to involve himself in the planning on Wei Ying’s behalf. Lan Wangji will make sure Jiang Yanli has the wedding Wei Ying has always dreamed of.

A get-together fic where Wangji only wants to help plan a wedding but just seems to keep being drawn into conversations he’d rather not have. Also, he’s determined to do something about that blood pool.

decay by antebunny (15K, fix it, getting together, misunderstandings, tw wwx thinks he will die, he almost does)

The Lans agree to take in the DafanWen after Wei Wuxian rescues them from Qiongli Path. Their only condition: that Wei Wuxian lets himself be purified of resentful energy. Lan Wangji thinks this is how he will finally get his Wei Ying back, free from demonic influences. Wei Wuxian thinks this is a fancy way of saying "execution."

it only matter that it was you by yumichanhamano (5K, getting together, jealous lwj, fluff)

Lan Wangji zipped through the five stages of grief of having a crush on Wei Wuxian and went right into drinking vinegar the moment the other teen talked about finding his "wife". No amount of denial could help him ignore the hurt in his heart when Wei Wuxian spoke so kindly about the one that gave him a rattle drum as a child. Little did he know, he was the "wife" that Wei Wuxian was looking for all along.

modern setting:

let's see how long nobody notices by narikanyan (10K, fashion designer lwj, topmodel lwj, tech designer wwx, secret relationship, fluff)

Lan Zhan and Wei Ying are on the top of GQ's Most Eligible Bachelors List. Little does the world know, the two of them have been dating each other in secret. They finally decide to start dropping hints to see who figures them out first. 

It had started out as a “it’s necessary for my job” thing to keep their relationship off the radar, but it bloomed into a ridiculous “let’s see how long nobody notices” thing (it’s been two years...) and was now a “I bet you you’ll be the first to let it slip” thing.

It was absurd that they had kept up appearances this long with no one the wiser.

a little bit everyday by w_wxsparkles (19K, bottom lwj, top wwx, it has to do with make up because lwj makes lipgloss?, but i don't remember what his job is called, but yeah he has like a lipgloss/make up brand?, fluff, a bit of angst, kissing your friend but no homo (full homo actually), this was cute af)

Lan Wangji has a very bad idea—kiss his best friend under the guise of testing his newest flavors of lipgloss.

the fault in our stars by vamillepudding (17K, author mentions very clearly that while the title sounds like a cancer story it isn't, actor!wwx, music composer!lwj, misunderstandings, mistaken identity, fluff)

Oscar darling and GQ's Hottest Buns 2017-20 Wei Wuxian doesn't want to get held up in the coffee line and pays for the guy in front of him. When it turns out that it's the only person in Beijing who doesn't recognise him, Wei Wuxian couldn't be more delighted.

When he accidentally leaves his wallet at home, Lan Wangji, the only classical musician and composer who could actually boast of being famous on a global scale, is ready for the most embarrassing moment of his life. When the man behind him pays for him, he's ready to refuse any and all advances. Until it turns out that he doesn't know who Lan Wangji is.

Or: Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji are famous. They don't realise this about each other. Cue Lan Wangji desperately trying to be Wei Wuxian's sugar daddy while Wei Wuxian worries that Lan Wangji won't be able to make rent this month.

The Potion Master’s Grace ch. 14

Draco dropped Grace off at Snape Manor, walked her to the front door, and kissed her goodnight. The act still made her heart race, but it was becoming much easier.    She had expected to find Severus either waiting by the door like an over-protective father or occupying his mind in his potions lab. Instead, she found him with Luna in the living room playing Wizard Chess. They were so engulfed in their game, they hadn’t even noticed she had come home.

   “Hey, I’m home and not dead~!” she called out from the archway leading into the living room.    Luna gasped, moved her piece, “Checkmate!” and ran to Grace, grabbing her and nearly knocking her over.    “Oh geez!” Grace said catching herself.    Luna began flooding her with questions, “So how was it? Where’d you go? Was he a gentleman? Did you have fun? Are you dating now? Did he kiss you? I want every detail!”    “Relax! Let me breathe for a second. It was amazing; we went to this fancy-ass restaurant I can’t even pronounce the name of; yes, Draco was a perfect gentleman; yes, we are dating now; and yes, he kissed me.”    That’s when Luna absolutely lost it, “He kissed you? Like, what kind of kiss? Was there tongue?”    “I’m not going to kiss and tell, Luna! That’s scandalous,” but Severus looked at her questioningly and she knew that if she didn’t spill— just a little— he’d get it out of her somehow. “It was just a simple kiss. That’s it. Lasted maybe two seconds. Now, I’m going to bed.”

-

   Luna slept with Grace in her room that night. They’d always done it when they had sleepovers, but it was a girl thing because they didn’t think Draco and Rolf shared a bed, let alone covers, when they had sleepovers.    It was a good thing, too, that Luna was next to Grace when her lungs flared up again, and she started wheezing and thrashing in her sleep. It was Luna who woke her up and calmed her down, who adjusted Grace’s oxygen tank so her breathing would regulate itself, and who waited until the next morning to tell Severus what had happened. Of course, Severus ordered Grace bedrest, or at least she was allowed to go from her room to the couch if she so chose to. Severus called Grace’s doctor, and she said that something like this was normal, and to have Grace do close to nothing for the rest of the remaining recovery period. And Severus took it all too seriously.    Afraid she was getting sick, he sanitized everything in the house. He had Missy bring her meals to her on the couch on a tray so she wouldn’t have to get up. Luna didn’t discourage him, either, for she played nurse for Grace and only made it seem like Grace was made of glass even more.    So there Grace sat, on the couch, in her pajamas wrapped in a blanket (it was rather chilly for a summer day), with her laptop on the coffee table playing Gilmore Girls, her phone in hand, and munching on a ham and cheese sandwich. Compared to the previous night, it was the most bored she’s ever been. Even the sandwich tasted boring, and there was a vile of green liquid on the tray that she knew was a potion, but still didn’t want anything to do with it.    “I want coffee,” Grace grumbled out, geared towards no one, in particular, just the Universe.    “No coffee,” Severus replied from behind her.    Grace jumped, grabbing her chest and over-dramatizing the fact that she was startled, “Don’t do that! Are you sure you’re not a vampire because you seriously came from nowhere!”    “Oh, please. Has Draco Owled to yet today?”    “Okay, 1. it’s called a text message, and I’m, seriously getting you a phone as soon as I get off this couch. 2. no he hasn’t because like a normal teenager, he’ll probably sleep at least until ten unlike me, whose father has kept her up since seven.”    “I don’t need a phone, Grace.”    “Uh, yes you do. In case of emergencies! It’s 2016, dad. You need a phone.”    “Not going to argue with you. Drink that potion.”    “No, I don’t like how they make my lungs feel. It always feels like I’m taking in too much air and they’re gonna pop and-“ her phone dinged and Draco’s name, now with about five heart emojis, popped up on her phone screen. Grace couldn’t have scrambled for her phone faster.

   Severus rolled his eyes, “Teenagers,” and walked away towards his potions lab.    “Hey, you didn’t get stuck with me, you chose me!” Grace called after him.    “Yes, but I somehow got Luna along with you.”    Just as he walked out of the room, Luna walked past him with a smirk on her face, “Draco?”    “Mhm,” Grace wasn’t really paying attention anymore, she was directing her focus to Draco.

Draco: Hey, Little Red. Grace: Hey. :) Draco: And how are you, this crappy London day? Grace: Lungs flared up again last night. :/ Confined to the couch. Grace: You? Draco: Just woke up. And everything okay? You need anything? Grace: I’m fine, not dying. Grace: A chocolate milkshake sounds amazing at the moment, though. >.< Draco: Uncle Sev has you downing some crappy potion with healthy food? Grace: A bland ham and cheese sandwich and some mysterious vile of green liquid I refuse to take. Draco: I think it’s the only way the man knows how to deal with illness. Draco: He doesn’t deal well with it, his mom was very sick and I think he kinda blames it on himself. Where is he now? Grace: Lab. I’m sure trying to find a cure for asthma. XD Grace: Where are you? Draco: Headed to my car to get you a chocolate milkshake. Grace: OMG I was only kinda half joking! Draco: Too late! Draco: I’m getting my sick girlfriend whatever her heart desires! <3 Draco: Gtg, driving. Grace: Yeah, be safe. And thank you so much. You’re seriously the best. <3

   “What did Draco say?” Luna asked. She was browsing through Cosmopolitan Magazine.    “He was just asking if I needed anything. I accidentally got him to go get me a chocolate milkshake, though,” she shrugged.    “You’ve got him whipped already. You should basically get married now and give up on life and-“    “You done?” Grace cut her off.    “Mhm,” she smirked into her magazine. Luna had always had a love for fashion. Her aunt, the sister of her mother, lived in New York City and worked at Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, so she was Luna’s hookup for the latest fashion trends in the states. Though, Grace had never met Luna’s American aunt. She knew she lived here in Britain until Luna’s mother died, and maybe the grief was too much to stay with the family. Luna didn't even have photos of her aunt.    “Your dad went down to his lab?”    “Yeah, I guess so. He’s all worried about me, but then occupies himself in the lab.”    Luna was silent for a moment, “I think it’s really hard for Severus to see you like this. He’s new to the parenting thing, remember that. And to see you sick like this and not be able to do anything about it must be killing him.”    Grace nodded, she had never thought about that. She remembered reading in The Fault in Our Stars how Hazel Grace’s cancer affected her parents, how having a kid bite it from cancer was almost as worse from having cancer yourself. She also remembered that for the past four years, it had been Luna who took care of Grace when this sort of stuff happened. She had been a nurturer and a nurse to Grace when she needed it because the Nobles’ really didn’t want anything to do with her. She was there for Grace when she had no one else.

-

   Draco showed up with Grace’s milkshake and even got her a few bag of crisps.    “Oh my god, you’re the best, Dray,” she acted as if he had just given her a million galleons.    “Yeah, yeah, Little Red. How are you feeling?”    “Besides loved?” she batted her eyelashes. “Better than before. I feel fine, but dad wants me to stay on the couch.”    “Sucks. My poor Gracie,” Draco said in a babyish tone.    “You guys are already gross and gushy it’s been a day!” Luna stuck her tongue out.    “Oh shush. Have you talked to Rolf, Luna?” Luna’s cheeks turned red and she threw a crisp at him, mumbling something that sounded like, “maybe.”    Draco couldn’t stay long, so he kissed Grace goodbye and waved to Luna as she made fake gagging noises.    They sat and ate crisps and watched Netflix until the bags were empty. Severus checked on Grace a few times, but she told him nothing really changed in her condition. She was still wheezing, but she wasn’t in pain at least.    “Have you ever gone up into the attic?” Luna asked, looking towards the stairs.    “I didn’t know there was an attic,” Grace said as she licked the salt and vinegar flavoring off her fingers.    “Of course there’s an attic! It’s an old, creepy manor.”    “Ah, yes. I’m sure the attic is very haunted and full of possessed objects,” she replied sarcastically.    “Let’s go see it!”    “Dad said I have to stay here!”    “Your dad’s making a potion! Now c’mon!” Luna grabbed Grace’s hand and pulled her up. Grace pulled her oxygen tank behind her as she followed Luna upstairs, down the hall to the old door that's paint was chipping off and was locked tight.    Luna took her wand out of her boot and pointed at the door knob, “Alohomora.”    The door creaked open to a narrow and steep winding staircase.    “You go first,” Luna said to Grace. “I’ll be right behind you in case you get winded and faint.”    Grace nodded, slinging her tank on her shoulder and beginning her ascendance to the attic. The attic was very dark, stale, and dusty. Both girls covered their mouths and noses with their shirt collars to filter the air a bit and cast the Lumos charm. With some light shed, the attic wasn't so scary. It was filled with what looked like furniture and paintings covered in white sheets. There were trunks stacked on top of each other, some looked like they were from centuries ago, along with books that had inches of dust on top of them. How upsetting it was to see such fine books forgotten in a dusty attic.    On one side of the room were cardboard boxes, each labeled with a black permanent marker. Labels like, “Mother’s Things,” “School Books,” and most intriguing of all, “Do Not Open,” written in all capital letters and underlined three times. Well, of course, that meant the girls had to open it.    The girls sat on the floor and opened the box. Inside were vinyl records, cassette tapes and a walkman player, old photographs, a few books, and some letters. On closer inspection, they realized the items belonged to Severus, but a much younger Severus.    They were about to start rummaging the box when, “Girls!” Severus was standing at the top of the spiral staircase with the Lumos charm cast on his wand.    Both girls jumped and yelped; Luna dropped her wand, and out of instinct, Grace aimed her wand and yelled, “Expelliarmus!” but with no light, she misaimed at the ceiling and only some dust fell.    Severus, exasperated, sighed, “Downstairs. Now.”    Grace once again slung her tank over her shoulder and Luna picked up the box and made their way carefully down the stairs.    “Look at you both!” They were covered in dust and coughing to get it out of their lungs. “Grace, I told you to stay put! Of all things, what made you think to go into a dusty attic was a good idea?”    Grace hung her head in shame, “I’m sorry, dad.” Severus wasn’t yelling at her, but he also had never spoken to her that way. And with a flick of a switch, hearing her say “dad” and looking so much smaller than she was, he wasn’t annoyed anymore.    He dusted the dust out of her red hair, “And we obviously need to work on your dueling skills, because that was a pathetic display of the Expelliarmus charm, and no daughter of mine is going to be known as the witch who can’t even fight in the dark.” That put a smile on her face. “You too, Luna. You didn’t even try, in fact, you dropped your wand. And you know, that box says ‘Do Not Open’ for a reason.”    “If you wanted no one to open it you should’ve written, ‘Please Open and Release Venomous Snakes,’” she replied.    Severus finally gave up. They went downstairs; the girls sat on the floor in front of the couch with the box between them, Severus sitting in his chair.    “Once we open this box, everything we know about your dad could change forever,” Luna said, staring at the layer of dust on the flaps of the box.    Grace narrowed her eyes, “I highly doubt it,” and she threw open the flaps, sending dust particles into the air only to settle back down inside the box.    “Oh dear Merlin,” Severus propped his head up on his fist.    “If you didn’t want anyone to find anything, you should’ve burned it,” Luna said.    “Never thought I’d have two girls raiding my attic.”    Grace started with the many vinyl records and cassette tapes, “Can’t believe you had good taste in music.”    “What is that supposed to mean?”    “Means that you seem like a fun-sucking prude,” that earned Luna a couch pillow to the head, which she returned in laughter.    “Oh. My. God,” Grace didn’t use that phrase unless it was the of the utmost seriousness, and this was certainly serious. She held up the ABBA Greatest Hits cassette tape, “Please tell me this is someone else’s!”    Severus actually flushed and said nothing.    “Dad!” Luna was now rolling on the floor laughing loudly, holding her side.    “It’s not a mine!”    “That’s something you say when your parents catch you with a baggie of pot, dad! Not ABBA!”    “I’m serious! It was a girl’s!” Severus regretted his words as soon as they came out. He just couldn’t win. Would they never shut up about the tape she gave him or the girl that gave it to him?    Luna’s laughter subsided and the tone was now sober.    Grace’s voice was low and careful, “Was it Li-“    Severus held up his hand and stopped her. He couldn’t hear her name, not from the girl who looked too much like her. And she wasn’t even the girl who he was speaking about.    Again, the mood changed back to light when Luna picked up a photograph, “Woah, Mr. S!”    “What?” Grace peeked over Luna’s shoulder and gasped.    “Oh, what now?” Severus groaned.    “You look like a teenager!” the girls said in unison.    “Wow, amazing how I went through Hogwarts too once.”    The photo was black and white, and Severus was sitting on a couch in what Grace assumed was the Slytherin Common Room, smiling with a cigarette between his teeth. His hair was the same length as now, and it must’ve been the weekend because he was wearing jeans and a black leather jacket.    “Ew, you smoked?” Grace asked.    “I can’t believe you wore a leather jacket,” Luna remarked.    “It’s Draco’s now,” Severus replied.    Grace snorted, “I really like that jacket. Ooh! Is this the people in your year in Slytherin?” She held up another photograph.    “Yes, that’s Lucius and Narcissa next to me. And… everyone else I hated.”    Draco’s parents looked like they did now, just much more youthful. They were a beautiful couple. “How come they look so much alike?”    “Pureblood families are all related in some way or another.”    “Yeah,” Luna added. “Draco and I are distant cousins or something.”    Grace punched Luna’s arm, “Well thanks for telling me!” That would explain the same hair color, though.    “Ow! It’s not like Draco knows, his parents would be ashamed to be related to my father.”    There was one photograph that caught Grace’s attention; it was of Severus and a girl. They were both dressed up, probably going to the Yule Ball. They weren’t facing the camera, instead, they were looking into each other’s eyes and laughing, and it looked like Severus was holding her hand but hiding it behind the skirt of her gown.    Luna followed Grace’s line of interest, she did a double-take, and then grabbed the photo and held it close to inspect it, “No way! That’s my Aunt Phoebe!”    “Alright, that’s enough, you two!” Severus reached to snatch the photo out of Luna’s hand, but she tossed it back to Grace, who got up and started towards the other side of the room. Now that she looked closer, she could see how the girl looked like Luna. It was in black and white, but she could tell she had Luna’s pale blonde hair and big eyes matter what color they were. She even had Luna’s heart-shaped smile, which must mean it was a trait on Luna’s mother’s side.    “Dad, why are you with Luna’s aunt?”    “Grace, I said that’s enough.”    “You two seem awfully close. Is she the one you were talking about?”    “Grace!”
    “Hey! I told you about my past, now it’s time you start opening up about yours! This is the only photograph I’ve seen of you, one that you look really happy in!”    Severus sighed, “I just went to the Yule Ball with her, okay? She was a Slytherin a year behind me, and she was kind to me, so we went as friends.” Doesn’t look like you’re just friends, Grace thought. “But once I graduated, I never really spoke to her again.” That wasn’t the truth, it was only the half-truth, but Severus hoped it would subside the girls for a while until they forgot about it.    Grace nodded, she knew damn well there was something more behind the story, but she also knew she wasn’t going to get much out of her father. “Okay, well night, dad!” She and Luna quickly made their way up the stairs with Severus’ box of memories. If Severus wasn’t going to spill, they’d have to go to a different source, and Grace wasn’t too happy about it.

-

   “So, why do you need to ask my mother something?” Draco asked, his face on Grace’s laptop screen as they Facetime’d him in bed.    “It’s just really important, okay? Please?”    Draco shrugged and called for his mother, who walked in looking like she was red carpet ready even so late at night.    “Draco, darling, what is it?” she asked, not noticing the girls on the other side of the screen yet.    “Grace and Luna have a question for you,” he pointed to them.    Narcissa leaned down to look at the screen, narrowing her eyes in confusion. The girls just waved, trying to be as kind and polite as they could be to get her to comply with them. “Ah, hello, girls. Draco, what on Earth is this thing? Oh, whatever. What can I help you with?”    Grace held up the photo of Severus and Phoebe, “What can you tell us about this picture, Mrs. Malfoy?”    Narcissa froze like she had never expected that photograph to ever see the light of day again, “Where did you find that?”    “The attic,” they replied.    “And what did Severus say about it?”    “Not much. But since you were in Severus’ year, we were hoping you could help us?”    Narcissa sighed, telling Draco to move over and took a seat next to him, “Phoebe was a year behind us. While her sister and Xenophilius were in Ravenclaw, she was sorted into Slytherin and felt very out of place there, so I sort of took her under my wing. She was… a lot like Luna, but not as… eccentric as her sister. Phoebe also took a liking to Severus and followed him like a lost puppy wherever she went. Since the Muggle Lily was starting to distance herself from Severus, naturally he grew closer to Phoebe. It was our seventh year, Lily had broken her friendship with Severus our fifth year and he was starting to dabble deeper into the Dark Arts. He took the Lily thing pretty hard, they’d been friends since they were children. So, Severus and Phoebe went to the Yule Ball together, and I thought for sure that Severus had finally found his someone like I found Lucius and that he’d turn his life around, but unfortunately, life isn’t a movie, and as the year came to a close, he caught off ties with her too. I heard she was pretty heartbroken about it, but Severus never really spoke about her anyway. That’s all I have, girls. I wish I could help you more. but until Severus decides to open up about it himself, there’s only what was on the surface. Goodnight,” and she left the room.

-

   They laid in bed, Luna half asleep, Grace still staring at the photograph, thinking. All she wanted was her dad to be happy, and she just couldn’t get over the way he looked at Phoebe. Even if it was so many years ago, Grace didn’t think Severus really ever stopped having feelings for her. Phoebe being in America just made it easier.    “Luna,” Grace whispered, testing to see if she was awake.    “Wha?” Luna groaned.    “Are you up?”    “I am now,” she rolled over to face Grace. “What’ya want?”    “We need to get my dad and your aunt back together.”    Even though her eyes were closed, Luna’s face still twisted up in confusion,” What? How? She hasn’t been home in years, even refuses to. She won’t come back unless I’m in danger.”    Grace got an idea, “So that’s what you’ll tell her. Write to her and pretend you’re in complete danger, and she’ll come rushing here, only to find that you’re safe and sound and also see Severus again!”    “Grace, smart as you are, you’re completely daft sometimes. Sounds like Severus had no interest in my aunt. Otherwise, he would still be with her.”    “No, I think there’s still more. Like he didn’t want to distance himself from her, maybe he was forced to, or was afraid to get close to someone again after whatever happened with Lily. Please, Luna, I just know as soon as they see each other again, they’ll realize how much they still like each other! It’s fate that made his daughter and her niece best friends. You can't deny the universe what it wants!”    Luna tried to cover her head with the pillow, but Grace’s non-stop begging finally got her out of bed and over to the desk. She pulled out a piece of paper, quickly jotted something down, and clipped it onto her owl named Tulip that she kept here since she practically lived here, and crawled back into bed as the bird flew off to America.    Grace smirked in triumph, “Thank you.”    “Mh. Now go back to sleep!”

could you list the titles on your danmei tier list? i'm curious about some of them

Yes~

S:

- Golden Terrace / Cang Wu Bin Bai

- The Scum Villain’s Self-Saving System / Mo Xiang Tong Xiu

- Yu Wu / Meatbun Doesn't Eat Meat

- Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation / Mo Xiang Tong Xiu

- Devil Venerable Also Wants to Know / Cyan Wings

- The Husky and His White Cat Shizun / Meatbun Doesn't Eat Meat

- Global Examination / Mu Su Li

- Heaven Official’s Blessing / Mo Xiang Tong Xiu

- Mr. Melancholy Wants to Live a Peaceful Life / Cyan Wings

- Little Mushroom / Yi Shi Si Zhou

- Mistakenly Saving the Villain / Feng Yu Nie

A:

- How to Survive As a Villain / Yi Yi Yi Yi

- Guardian / Priest

- Sha Po Lang / Priest

- Accidental Mark / Die Zhiling

- A Certain Someone / Mu Su Li - Copper Coins / Mu Su Li

- Thousand Autumns / Meng Xi Shi

- The Legendary Master’s Wife / Yin Ya

- Stray / Nian Zhong

B:

- Quickly Wear the Face of the Devil / Feng Liu Shu Dai

- Wu Chang Jie / Shui Qian Cheng

- Faraway Wanderers / Priest

- My Little Poplar / Shui Qian Cheng

- Four O’Clock Flower / Ashitaka

- Assistant Architect / Xi He Qing Ling

- Lovely Allergen / Zhichu

C:

- After I Possessed the Tmall Genie of the School Adonis / Lin Ang Si

- Are You Addicted? / Chai Jidan

- Restricted Area / 空菊

- Black-bellied vs. Black-bellied: Ultimate Showdown / Xi He Qing Ling

- Accidentally Married a Man Full of Vinegar / Yi Mei Niukou

- Fanservice Paradox / Zhichu

- My Husband is Suffering from a Terminal Illness / Can’t Play Chess

D:

- Agreement of Being Gay for 30 Days / Lin Zhiluo

- Your Memes Are Better Looking Than You / Mao Qiu Qiu

- The Wrong Way to a Demon Sect Leader / One Big Goose

- Bite Your Fingertips / Su Jingxian

- This Omega is Sweet and Wild / Mo Li

- How To Say I Love You / Feng Liu Shu Dai

Accidentally Married a Man Full of Vinegar

What I Liked

Top Grade Physical Ver Illustration tbh i was majorly artbaited into this wn

sufficiently sweet ig

What I Disliked

see i think i wouldve liked it more if i didnt read after i flopped on my crush before this, the premise is... similar but not, but there r some parallels i can't help but make when i was reading this, and then just being like, hmm i liked the way flop did it more

the ml was. i dont rly like the controlling type. hes just not my type lmao

overall my feelings abt this wn is just... eh. it exists, its a good enough pastime for what it is. nothing particularly wrong w it, i just didn't rly vibe w it ig