athena_crikey
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I write books! My urban fantasy series follows a police squad tasked with investigating cases related to the supernatural, while navigating prejudice and privilege. Secrets, mysteries, and magic abound. minerva-grey.com for more.
MDZS 12 tomorrow:
“Friends, sect brothers and sisters, fellow cultivators. I know this is a day many of you have wondered about. Have even feared, like children cowering from shadow puppets. But there is no need to fear!" Jin Guangshan spreads his wide sleeves, smiling.
“Friends, sect brothers and sisters, fellow cultivators. I know this is a day many of you have wondered about. Have even feared, like children cowering from shadow puppets. But there is no need to fear!" Jin Guangshan spreads his wide sleeves, smiling.
December 5, 2025 at 12:41 AM
MDZS 12 tomorrow:
“Friends, sect brothers and sisters, fellow cultivators. I know this is a day many of you have wondered about. Have even feared, like children cowering from shadow puppets. But there is no need to fear!" Jin Guangshan spreads his wide sleeves, smiling.
“Friends, sect brothers and sisters, fellow cultivators. I know this is a day many of you have wondered about. Have even feared, like children cowering from shadow puppets. But there is no need to fear!" Jin Guangshan spreads his wide sleeves, smiling.
MDZS 11 archiveofourown.org/works/738818...
He takes Lan Wangji’s hands and draws them downwards. Along the line of the collar of his shirt, the long, angled lapel. Until he reaches the ties, thin and white like the plumes of a crane. He presses Lan Wangji’s hands to his stomach, overtop the knot.
He takes Lan Wangji’s hands and draws them downwards. Along the line of the collar of his shirt, the long, angled lapel. Until he reaches the ties, thin and white like the plumes of a crane. He presses Lan Wangji’s hands to his stomach, overtop the knot.
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December 3, 2025 at 3:33 PM
MDZS 11 archiveofourown.org/works/738818...
He takes Lan Wangji’s hands and draws them downwards. Along the line of the collar of his shirt, the long, angled lapel. Until he reaches the ties, thin and white like the plumes of a crane. He presses Lan Wangji’s hands to his stomach, overtop the knot.
He takes Lan Wangji’s hands and draws them downwards. Along the line of the collar of his shirt, the long, angled lapel. Until he reaches the ties, thin and white like the plumes of a crane. He presses Lan Wangji’s hands to his stomach, overtop the knot.
MDZS 11 tomorrow:
“Won’t you tell me? Wei Ying –” He swallows, throat full of knives. “There is nothing of you I could resent, could fear or despise. But if I let you slip away now, I will resent and despise myself.”
“Won’t you tell me? Wei Ying –” He swallows, throat full of knives. “There is nothing of you I could resent, could fear or despise. But if I let you slip away now, I will resent and despise myself.”
December 3, 2025 at 12:37 AM
MDZS 11 tomorrow:
“Won’t you tell me? Wei Ying –” He swallows, throat full of knives. “There is nothing of you I could resent, could fear or despise. But if I let you slip away now, I will resent and despise myself.”
“Won’t you tell me? Wei Ying –” He swallows, throat full of knives. “There is nothing of you I could resent, could fear or despise. But if I let you slip away now, I will resent and despise myself.”
MDZS 10: archiveofourown.org/works/738818...
"We are not so powerless. I will not surrender.”
Wei Wuxian lets out his breath in a soft sight. He leans forward, against Lan Wangji, nestles in beside him. “Lan Zhan. I have never once surrendered. But there’s a price to that. Such a price.”
"We are not so powerless. I will not surrender.”
Wei Wuxian lets out his breath in a soft sight. He leans forward, against Lan Wangji, nestles in beside him. “Lan Zhan. I have never once surrendered. But there’s a price to that. Such a price.”
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December 1, 2025 at 4:10 PM
MDZS 10: archiveofourown.org/works/738818...
"We are not so powerless. I will not surrender.”
Wei Wuxian lets out his breath in a soft sight. He leans forward, against Lan Wangji, nestles in beside him. “Lan Zhan. I have never once surrendered. But there’s a price to that. Such a price.”
"We are not so powerless. I will not surrender.”
Wei Wuxian lets out his breath in a soft sight. He leans forward, against Lan Wangji, nestles in beside him. “Lan Zhan. I have never once surrendered. But there’s a price to that. Such a price.”
MDZS Ch 10 tomorrow
“You have always been so – bright,” says Lan Wangji, looking up. “You bring it wherever you go. Lighting the darkness. Drawing me to you.”
“A moth to the flame,” says Wei Wuxian, mouth pinched.
“A seedling to the sun,” replies Lan Wangji.
“You have always been so – bright,” says Lan Wangji, looking up. “You bring it wherever you go. Lighting the darkness. Drawing me to you.”
“A moth to the flame,” says Wei Wuxian, mouth pinched.
“A seedling to the sun,” replies Lan Wangji.
December 1, 2025 at 2:51 AM
MDZS Ch 10 tomorrow
“You have always been so – bright,” says Lan Wangji, looking up. “You bring it wherever you go. Lighting the darkness. Drawing me to you.”
“A moth to the flame,” says Wei Wuxian, mouth pinched.
“A seedling to the sun,” replies Lan Wangji.
“You have always been so – bright,” says Lan Wangji, looking up. “You bring it wherever you go. Lighting the darkness. Drawing me to you.”
“A moth to the flame,” says Wei Wuxian, mouth pinched.
“A seedling to the sun,” replies Lan Wangji.
migraine kicking my ass as of late. trying to finish Dying to Raise the Dead so I can post back chapters knowing I won't have to make changes. Almost there, so chapters should start coming out pretty quick if I can get over this final hurdle.
November 30, 2025 at 7:03 PM
migraine kicking my ass as of late. trying to finish Dying to Raise the Dead so I can post back chapters knowing I won't have to make changes. Almost there, so chapters should start coming out pretty quick if I can get over this final hurdle.
MDZS 9: archiveofourown.org/works/738818...
“Lan Zhan, please,” begs Wei Wuxian, and there’s a part of Lan Wangji that wants to withdraw now, wants to make him plead more, until his eyes are wet and his nose red, until he’s an utter mess with need.
“Lan Zhan, please,” begs Wei Wuxian, and there’s a part of Lan Wangji that wants to withdraw now, wants to make him plead more, until his eyes are wet and his nose red, until he’s an utter mess with need.
Dying to Raise the Dead - Chapter 9 - athena_crikey - 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù [Archive of Our Own]
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November 29, 2025 at 5:18 PM
MDZS 9: archiveofourown.org/works/738818...
“Lan Zhan, please,” begs Wei Wuxian, and there’s a part of Lan Wangji that wants to withdraw now, wants to make him plead more, until his eyes are wet and his nose red, until he’s an utter mess with need.
“Lan Zhan, please,” begs Wei Wuxian, and there’s a part of Lan Wangji that wants to withdraw now, wants to make him plead more, until his eyes are wet and his nose red, until he’s an utter mess with need.
MDZS 9 tomorrow:
He lies spread beneath Lan Wangji, all long lovely lines. Like a yaojing, like a wild creature tamed, something precious and rare. His eyes glisten and sparkle as he looks up at Lan Wangji between caresses, his lips red and kiss-bitten.
He lies spread beneath Lan Wangji, all long lovely lines. Like a yaojing, like a wild creature tamed, something precious and rare. His eyes glisten and sparkle as he looks up at Lan Wangji between caresses, his lips red and kiss-bitten.
November 29, 2025 at 12:26 AM
MDZS 9 tomorrow:
He lies spread beneath Lan Wangji, all long lovely lines. Like a yaojing, like a wild creature tamed, something precious and rare. His eyes glisten and sparkle as he looks up at Lan Wangji between caresses, his lips red and kiss-bitten.
He lies spread beneath Lan Wangji, all long lovely lines. Like a yaojing, like a wild creature tamed, something precious and rare. His eyes glisten and sparkle as he looks up at Lan Wangji between caresses, his lips red and kiss-bitten.
Interrupting regular Wangxian posts with some holiday baking...
November 28, 2025 at 2:46 AM
Interrupting regular Wangxian posts with some holiday baking...
Every new scene I write, I just want to rush out and share it with you all. <3
November 27, 2025 at 11:12 PM
Every new scene I write, I just want to rush out and share it with you all. <3
MDZS 8 archiveofourown.org/works/738818...
Lan Wangji wants him so badly. This man who can cure illnesses and catch fish, who can raise a child and ride a horse. Who can play a flute so sweetly, can paint a likeness, can laugh so easily. Who can look like this at Lan Wangji, lips parted, eyes dark.
Lan Wangji wants him so badly. This man who can cure illnesses and catch fish, who can raise a child and ride a horse. Who can play a flute so sweetly, can paint a likeness, can laugh so easily. Who can look like this at Lan Wangji, lips parted, eyes dark.
November 26, 2025 at 4:33 PM
MDZS 8 archiveofourown.org/works/738818...
Lan Wangji wants him so badly. This man who can cure illnesses and catch fish, who can raise a child and ride a horse. Who can play a flute so sweetly, can paint a likeness, can laugh so easily. Who can look like this at Lan Wangji, lips parted, eyes dark.
Lan Wangji wants him so badly. This man who can cure illnesses and catch fish, who can raise a child and ride a horse. Who can play a flute so sweetly, can paint a likeness, can laugh so easily. Who can look like this at Lan Wangji, lips parted, eyes dark.
MDZS 8 tomorrow:
The line whips and shivers, and Lan Wangji realises that at the end of the cord the decoyed hook is intended to look like an insect landing on the water’s surface. Wei Wuxian manipulates it seemingly effortlessly, whipping it back and forth with long, smooth movements.
The line whips and shivers, and Lan Wangji realises that at the end of the cord the decoyed hook is intended to look like an insect landing on the water’s surface. Wei Wuxian manipulates it seemingly effortlessly, whipping it back and forth with long, smooth movements.
November 26, 2025 at 12:45 AM
MDZS 8 tomorrow:
The line whips and shivers, and Lan Wangji realises that at the end of the cord the decoyed hook is intended to look like an insect landing on the water’s surface. Wei Wuxian manipulates it seemingly effortlessly, whipping it back and forth with long, smooth movements.
The line whips and shivers, and Lan Wangji realises that at the end of the cord the decoyed hook is intended to look like an insect landing on the water’s surface. Wei Wuxian manipulates it seemingly effortlessly, whipping it back and forth with long, smooth movements.
MDZS
“You called me a true friend,” says Lan Wangji, jaw stiff, the joint grinding against his ear. “Wei Ying. I have none truer. There is no one else I would do this for. Is that not enough?”
He knows without waiting what the answer will be, though.
“You called me a true friend,” says Lan Wangji, jaw stiff, the joint grinding against his ear. “Wei Ying. I have none truer. There is no one else I would do this for. Is that not enough?”
He knows without waiting what the answer will be, though.
November 25, 2025 at 12:49 AM
MDZS
“You called me a true friend,” says Lan Wangji, jaw stiff, the joint grinding against his ear. “Wei Ying. I have none truer. There is no one else I would do this for. Is that not enough?”
He knows without waiting what the answer will be, though.
“You called me a true friend,” says Lan Wangji, jaw stiff, the joint grinding against his ear. “Wei Ying. I have none truer. There is no one else I would do this for. Is that not enough?”
He knows without waiting what the answer will be, though.
I cannot believe that the first PWP I wrote for this fandom is about cars. I know nothing about cars. I drive a sensible Honda sedan. I do not live in a desert.
MDZS (PWP): Baby You Can Drive My Car:
archiveofourown.org/works/74671761
MDZS (PWP): Baby You Can Drive My Car:
archiveofourown.org/works/74671761
November 24, 2025 at 12:16 AM
I cannot believe that the first PWP I wrote for this fandom is about cars. I know nothing about cars. I drive a sensible Honda sedan. I do not live in a desert.
MDZS (PWP): Baby You Can Drive My Car:
archiveofourown.org/works/74671761
MDZS (PWP): Baby You Can Drive My Car:
archiveofourown.org/works/74671761
MDZS 7: archiveofourown.org/works/738818...
They cannot ask their own wise men, Lan Wangji reflects, as they walk home along a muddy road. But they can ask the Yiling Laozu. They have nothing to lose.
And so the rumours spread. The Yiling Laozu has unnatural knowledge. The Yiling Laozu can help.
They cannot ask their own wise men, Lan Wangji reflects, as they walk home along a muddy road. But they can ask the Yiling Laozu. They have nothing to lose.
And so the rumours spread. The Yiling Laozu has unnatural knowledge. The Yiling Laozu can help.
Dying to Raise the Dead - Chapter 7 - athena_crikey - 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
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November 23, 2025 at 4:59 PM
MDZS 7: archiveofourown.org/works/738818...
They cannot ask their own wise men, Lan Wangji reflects, as they walk home along a muddy road. But they can ask the Yiling Laozu. They have nothing to lose.
And so the rumours spread. The Yiling Laozu has unnatural knowledge. The Yiling Laozu can help.
They cannot ask their own wise men, Lan Wangji reflects, as they walk home along a muddy road. But they can ask the Yiling Laozu. They have nothing to lose.
And so the rumours spread. The Yiling Laozu has unnatural knowledge. The Yiling Laozu can help.
MDZS 7 tomorrow:
So, while Wei Wuxian stares, shocked, he lifts a cup of wine to his lips and tosses it back. It burns on his tongue, in his throat. Licks and scrapes at him. He plunks the cup down on the wooden table, looking into the clear, shimmering liquid lining the bottom.
So, while Wei Wuxian stares, shocked, he lifts a cup of wine to his lips and tosses it back. It burns on his tongue, in his throat. Licks and scrapes at him. He plunks the cup down on the wooden table, looking into the clear, shimmering liquid lining the bottom.
November 22, 2025 at 6:43 PM
MDZS 7 tomorrow:
So, while Wei Wuxian stares, shocked, he lifts a cup of wine to his lips and tosses it back. It burns on his tongue, in his throat. Licks and scrapes at him. He plunks the cup down on the wooden table, looking into the clear, shimmering liquid lining the bottom.
So, while Wei Wuxian stares, shocked, he lifts a cup of wine to his lips and tosses it back. It burns on his tongue, in his throat. Licks and scrapes at him. He plunks the cup down on the wooden table, looking into the clear, shimmering liquid lining the bottom.
MDZS 6: archiveofourown.org/works/738818...
“How can Hanguang-jun worry about one such as myself? I’m shu – surely beneath his notice,” he jokes.
“I notice,” he says, helplessly. Wei Wuxian beams up at him, as if the words were a gift, a long-withheld present.
“How can Hanguang-jun worry about one such as myself? I’m shu – surely beneath his notice,” he jokes.
“I notice,” he says, helplessly. Wei Wuxian beams up at him, as if the words were a gift, a long-withheld present.
Dying to Raise the Dead - Chapter 6 - athena_crikey - 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
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November 21, 2025 at 3:25 PM
MDZS 6: archiveofourown.org/works/738818...
“How can Hanguang-jun worry about one such as myself? I’m shu – surely beneath his notice,” he jokes.
“I notice,” he says, helplessly. Wei Wuxian beams up at him, as if the words were a gift, a long-withheld present.
“How can Hanguang-jun worry about one such as myself? I’m shu – surely beneath his notice,” he jokes.
“I notice,” he says, helplessly. Wei Wuxian beams up at him, as if the words were a gift, a long-withheld present.
MDZS ch 6 tomorrow:
Wei Wuxian sits up, now, putting down the hollow jug with a clink of pottery. “Fear? Lan Zhan – no. Nnno no no. I won’t ever harm you. Never. Or those I raise – them also. You have my word. Promise. My honour.”
Wei Wuxian sits up, now, putting down the hollow jug with a clink of pottery. “Fear? Lan Zhan – no. Nnno no no. I won’t ever harm you. Never. Or those I raise – them also. You have my word. Promise. My honour.”
November 21, 2025 at 12:46 AM
MDZS ch 6 tomorrow:
Wei Wuxian sits up, now, putting down the hollow jug with a clink of pottery. “Fear? Lan Zhan – no. Nnno no no. I won’t ever harm you. Never. Or those I raise – them also. You have my word. Promise. My honour.”
Wei Wuxian sits up, now, putting down the hollow jug with a clink of pottery. “Fear? Lan Zhan – no. Nnno no no. I won’t ever harm you. Never. Or those I raise – them also. You have my word. Promise. My honour.”
MDZS 5: archiveofourown.org/works/738818...
Wei Wuxian smiles. “No. My apologies. Hanguang-jun, esteemed cultivator, precious and handsome gege. I will show you all due respect.” He bows over a mocking salute.
Lan Zhan looks down at him, his mouth soft. “Wei Ying is free to treat me as he would.”
Wei Wuxian smiles. “No. My apologies. Hanguang-jun, esteemed cultivator, precious and handsome gege. I will show you all due respect.” He bows over a mocking salute.
Lan Zhan looks down at him, his mouth soft. “Wei Ying is free to treat me as he would.”
Dying to Raise the Dead - Chapter 5 - athena_crikey - 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
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November 19, 2025 at 4:32 PM
MDZS 5: archiveofourown.org/works/738818...
Wei Wuxian smiles. “No. My apologies. Hanguang-jun, esteemed cultivator, precious and handsome gege. I will show you all due respect.” He bows over a mocking salute.
Lan Zhan looks down at him, his mouth soft. “Wei Ying is free to treat me as he would.”
Wei Wuxian smiles. “No. My apologies. Hanguang-jun, esteemed cultivator, precious and handsome gege. I will show you all due respect.” He bows over a mocking salute.
Lan Zhan looks down at him, his mouth soft. “Wei Ying is free to treat me as he would.”
I always start chapters on a new page with the number and title...
Anyhoo, MDZS ch 5 up tomorrow...
Anyhoo, MDZS ch 5 up tomorrow...
November 18, 2025 at 11:10 PM
I always start chapters on a new page with the number and title...
Anyhoo, MDZS ch 5 up tomorrow...
Anyhoo, MDZS ch 5 up tomorrow...
MDZS...
Like this, he looks like the Yiling Laozu of legend, of nightmare. His purse lined with coins and curses, stitched together with screams.
And then he smiles at Lan Wangji, and he is just himself again.
Like this, he looks like the Yiling Laozu of legend, of nightmare. His purse lined with coins and curses, stitched together with screams.
And then he smiles at Lan Wangji, and he is just himself again.
November 18, 2025 at 12:53 AM
MDZS...
Like this, he looks like the Yiling Laozu of legend, of nightmare. His purse lined with coins and curses, stitched together with screams.
And then he smiles at Lan Wangji, and he is just himself again.
Like this, he looks like the Yiling Laozu of legend, of nightmare. His purse lined with coins and curses, stitched together with screams.
And then he smiles at Lan Wangji, and he is just himself again.
MDZS...
"If Wei-gongzi can reduce that suffering, he will have earned his place here.”
Lan Wangji lifts his head, mulish. “He is not a salve, to be prescribed. The sects want his obedience. But he is not a dog to heel to their command.”
"If Wei-gongzi can reduce that suffering, he will have earned his place here.”
Lan Wangji lifts his head, mulish. “He is not a salve, to be prescribed. The sects want his obedience. But he is not a dog to heel to their command.”
November 16, 2025 at 6:55 PM
MDZS...
"If Wei-gongzi can reduce that suffering, he will have earned his place here.”
Lan Wangji lifts his head, mulish. “He is not a salve, to be prescribed. The sects want his obedience. But he is not a dog to heel to their command.”
"If Wei-gongzi can reduce that suffering, he will have earned his place here.”
Lan Wangji lifts his head, mulish. “He is not a salve, to be prescribed. The sects want his obedience. But he is not a dog to heel to their command.”
MDZS: archiveofourown.org/works/738818...
In the coffin, something fidgets.
In the coffin, something moans.
In the coffin, something shakes, rattles, cries.
Wei Wuxian doesn’t move.
In the coffin, something fidgets.
In the coffin, something moans.
In the coffin, something shakes, rattles, cries.
Wei Wuxian doesn’t move.
Dying to Raise the Dead - Chapter 4 - athena_crikey - 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
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November 15, 2025 at 4:08 PM
MDZS: archiveofourown.org/works/738818...
In the coffin, something fidgets.
In the coffin, something moans.
In the coffin, something shakes, rattles, cries.
Wei Wuxian doesn’t move.
In the coffin, something fidgets.
In the coffin, something moans.
In the coffin, something shakes, rattles, cries.
Wei Wuxian doesn’t move.
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Good news - That Which Lingers is in its final draft now. Pursuing various publication pathways - now it's a waiting game...
November 15, 2025 at 2:48 AM
Good news - That Which Lingers is in its final draft now. Pursuing various publication pathways - now it's a waiting game...
MDZS ch 4 tmr.
Lan Wangji wants to call out to him, now. To tell him he doesn’t have to do this, doesn’t have to be this. This evil, this darkness.
But he does. Because Lan Wangji, Hanguang-jun, Second Jade of Gusu, couldn’t find a single other way to bring him and his people home in one piece.
Lan Wangji wants to call out to him, now. To tell him he doesn’t have to do this, doesn’t have to be this. This evil, this darkness.
But he does. Because Lan Wangji, Hanguang-jun, Second Jade of Gusu, couldn’t find a single other way to bring him and his people home in one piece.
November 15, 2025 at 12:47 AM
MDZS ch 4 tmr.
Lan Wangji wants to call out to him, now. To tell him he doesn’t have to do this, doesn’t have to be this. This evil, this darkness.
But he does. Because Lan Wangji, Hanguang-jun, Second Jade of Gusu, couldn’t find a single other way to bring him and his people home in one piece.
Lan Wangji wants to call out to him, now. To tell him he doesn’t have to do this, doesn’t have to be this. This evil, this darkness.
But he does. Because Lan Wangji, Hanguang-jun, Second Jade of Gusu, couldn’t find a single other way to bring him and his people home in one piece.