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Hi! I'm trippednfell and I write a lot of wangxian, both on AO3 and a few threadfics here on the platform formerly known as twitter. I'm also a fanbinder and like to bind fanfic and experiment with bookbinding, but I'm new to it and still learning. Feel free to dm, I'm friendly!
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It's the World Cup! A perfect time to read my soccer / futbol player!WWX fic featuring pining/lovesick!LWJ and some beautiful artwork. Written for the Big Bang. Check it out! I still think of it fondly as one of my best works.
#wangxian
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Something something, WWX thinking about coming out during pride and getting cold feet, because he really does like women, they're beautiful and smell nice and he enjoys the few dates he's been on with them, but lately he's also been thinking....
And well, maybe daydreaming too
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and the more he talks the more WWX just gets this look like "Oh. Ohhhh." and inside LWJ is dying because who is it? Who is WWX attracted to that has made him begin to have this realization?
And like we can all see where this is going, but I imagine that WWX just gets
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overwhelmed and throws himself forward and kisses LWJ and at first he freezes up because he doesn't know how to react, but then he realizes what is happening and kisses him back and that's how wangxian get together.
Happy Pride y'all.
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Fan privilege is having so many great fics in our fandom that when I see one recced I open the link so I can mark it for later only to find I already did that, so I mark it as read so I can re-mark it for later so it will be at the top of the list.
Who else can relate?
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Quick threadfic because I just finished a huge project and feel kinda proud of myself.
Inspired by a tiktok I saw, but I will likely get stuff wrong and you should absolutely look to @yunmeng_airways for accurate airline fic, not me.
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He can pretend there is nothing on that note besides the words.
He can forget about the flush of that man's cheeks from the exertion of his run, the way his unruly hair curled against a neck damp with sweat. The brightness of his eyes and the devastation of his smile.
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Or he could call it.
And then see where that led.
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