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I can be refered to as Ray on this page! I'm 19 and go by she/her. As of right now, I write for Nezha 2019/2025, as well as Nezha Reborn.

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Hiii! I do write for other characters in nezha 2019, 2025, and in Nezha Reborn. I will also do requests New Gods: Yang Jian, in case you or anyone else is wondering :)

BUT DON'T PUT IN ANY REQUESTS YET!!! I'M NOT DONE WITH THOSE STILL PATIENTLY WAITING FOR THEIRS TO BE FINISHED!!

i love your recent work on a req on how nezha & ao bing would show their affection towards their s/o & it really hit the spot for fluff, & i feel like you’d genuinely make amazing smut fics

The italics are killing meee 😭 but thank you!

I think I would indulge in writing smut, seeing as there's already a request for it. It depends tho, cuz when it comes to certain characters, I probably won't write smut for them.

A Father's Love? Or a Dragon's Obsession? | Ao Bing De

No romance, just instigator! doctor! reader giving Ao Bing an existential crisis

Warning ⚠️ blood and stitching will be detailed in here, so don't read if you're not cool with it. i think this is like 1207 words without the an?? Enjoy!

People made you the hot topic in the building because of how… odd you were as the mafias personal doctor. You never said much in general, your voice unknown to many around you. Sometimes, people didn't even know you were in the room unless someone pointed you out, a trait deemed dangerous by others.

Catch Me If You Can | Ao Bing De

I had fun with more of the beginning, as you can tell lol this will be 2071 words excluding the a/n! Hope you enjoy!

WARNING ⚠️ there will be cussing. I did my best to write a gn reader but if i slipped lmk :(

We all know Ao Bing is a ‘Daddy's money’ guy, so of course he was never told no by his father. He would get whatever he wanted if he looked at it for a second too long, and that's what made life seem easy.

A bit too easy, but it meant he didn't have to put up a fight for what he wanted.

So when Ao Bing decided that he wanted to take a late night drive through the lavish city he called home, he expected the same routine of coming back home with whatever he wanted.

Only two motorcycles followed behind him, his hitmen shadows that would only make themselves known if anyone tried to start an issue with Ao Bing. For now, they'd ride a certain distance behind, their lights off so that Ao Bing could enjoy his faux solo ride.

A faint cloud of smoke seeped from between Ao Bing's teeth, a pitiful attempt to cloud the neon lights that harshly shined down on him from every angle. Each one advertised something, whether it be jewelry, fashion, or even women, the city had what you wanted.

The young man had grown up in this life, thrived in it, even rolled in the dirty money that came from monopolizing it. After so many years of getting everything he wanted, Ao Bing was practically bored to death.

For once, he wanted to sink his teeth into something that put up a fight. He wanted to satisfy the dragon within him and catch something that would actually run. No, he needed to take from something that wasn't already lying itself on a silver platter for him.

For once, Ao Bing wanted to experience the thrill of a chase.

But he knew better than to expect that. As the infamous son of a merciless killer that no one would dare defy, Ao Bing knew that defiance was never found in his path. People showed their stomachs to him too easily, pitiful wins that irritated him down to his soul.

Of course, because Ao Bing was neck deep into his own self pity, he didn't know his foot was still on the pedal until a voice snapped him out of it.

“Aye! Watch where you're going!”

He immediately slammed down on the brakes, odd because he never bothered with such a thing. Eyes wide and stunned, Ao Bing had to take a moment to process what he was looking at.

There you stood, bathed in the harsh colors of the city, yet matching the wonder of first seeing the rainbow in an oil spill. Leather was the main consistency of your outfit, some parts commenting on your figure and others hiding it. It also reflected many colors, though it wasn't very flashy.

Even as you seethed from the front of his car, Ao Bing was amazed that a single person could be so pretty.

However, Ao Bing had to lock in when you sent a kick to his bumper, strong enough that it shook his car. You didn't even have a ride, but you were brave enough to flip him the bird as you stormed off, revealing your fingerless gloves and (f/c) nail polish.

From the rearview mirror, Ao Bing saw the lights of two motorcycles come alive. Realization struck his core, and his hand shot up to halt their movements. Like obedient dogs, the lights were instantly shut off even as he got out of his car.

“Hey! Wait a minute!” Ao Bing tossed his cigarette to the floor, no longer interested in the weak highs it provided. He was a meter or two from his car, almost the exact midpoint between the vehicle and your fuming figure.

By some stroke of rich boy luck, you stopped in your tracks, though your frown deepened when you turned around.

Goodness, you were gorgeous. There was no way you were a plain human, you had to be some mythical creature.

That only motivated the asshole in Ao Bing to act up. A smirk took over his lips, and he found himself looking you up and down. Maybe a night with you could fix his bad mood…

“What the fuck you want?” You snapped, resting a fist on your hip and shifting your weight to one side. The snappy attitude you had only enticed the De clan heir into getting you in his clutches.

He patted off imaginary dust from his shirt, that damn smirk remaining because he was so sure your attitude was just for show. “You seem a little tense there, don't you?” Ao Bing nodded in your direction, gesturing to your entire body as he took a few steps towards you.

He only continued when you only raised a judging brow at him in response. “Well my passenger seat is empty, and I got a card that's begging to be spent tonight. It seems we both have a problem.” 

Now you were in Ao Bing's reach, and he almost expressed his surprise to find that you somehow got even prettier up close. He'd be a fool to let you go right now!

A huff of amusement escaped your lips, “Are you serious right now?” Your voice was much lower compared to your raspy shouts from earlier. “You almost ran me over and now you think I'm gonna put out?” The way your voice curled at the end of your sentences was no different from how steam pools into a shower.

Ao Bing was sure that you were the whole package now.

“Come on, sweetheart.” His brows rose as he faked a hint of a pout, his arms reaching out for your waist since you were right there. “Lemme make it up to you with as many drinks as you want.” His voice was low, attempting to attract you with the softness of his tone.

Much to Ao Bing's surprise, you took a step forward. The ghost of a few inches came between you two, and your warmth began to overwhelm his cold. Oh, he was so excited, but he couldn't let it show yet!

“I think I know what you want.” Sweet purrs poured from your lips, a conquerable distance from his own. “And I think you're asking for it.”

“Yeah?” Ao Bing whispered back in his own seductive manner. He was so ready to take you home for the night, so used to the routine of getting someone to give in and practically throw themselves on his bed. It was the exact thing Ao Bing was complaining to himself about just moments before, but he'd fix that another day.

However, he couldn't even think of his next move before a mean left hook connected with his jaw. White flashed his vision upon impact, but it returned to normal faster than he could process, despite the hazy aftermath. A small pained groan tried to escape him, but Ao Bing's pride muted it behind tight lips.

Then your voice reached his ears before he could even catch a moment.

“Do I look stupid to you?!” You hissed, flicking your wrist to ease the pain in your knuckles, “You make the De Clan look as if they're new money!” Shoving him back by his shoulders, you watched with disappointment as the man fell on his bum.

Ao Bing didn't even know how to react, honestly. Never before has a rando been brave enough to put their hands on him! His heart was racing, nearly hiding the pain in his jaw while he stared up at you. Was this… what he was asking for?

Though it was against your better judgement, you spat at the ground between you two before storming off in your original path. Maybe you could forget the stench of the cigarettes in his breath if you got further away.

But the moment you heard those motorcycles rev up from behind you, the image of a peaceful night disappeared from your mind entirely.

‘Oh, BROTHER.’ Your groan echoed in your head, and you let your feet take you down the alley behind you. This was gonna be a bit of a chase, since you were at the disadvantage with no vehicle, but your legs hadn't failed a chase yet. “Catch me if you can!” You squealed, the sound bouncing off the alley walls.

You had only made one sharp turn before hearing Ao Bing's car come back to life. Leaping over a barricade of wooden crates, your brows furrowed at the sound.

There was no way that guy was gonna try and drive through the alley! Sure it was just barely big enough, but with all the obstacles and tight turns, you would've thought he'd have half a brain to just wait outside.

Then again, you just denied a mafia heir what he wanted, chances are you wouldn't live to tell that tale.

However, you had an advantage over that city royalty jackass. While he considered this place to be his territory, it was also your home. Between the two of you, which one flaunts their badges and which one melts them for knives?

Every turn was from memory, every crate had been dodged before, every puddle was only disturbed by the reckless wheels of your chasers. Farther and farther the distance became, and it got to a point where the hitmen and Ao Bing could only catch a glimpse of your shadow in the darkness of the alley.

They came to a pitiful stop, and Ao Bing slammed his fist against the wheel with a flurry of familiar and foreign emotions. Frustration and embarrassment swirled around each other like curious koi in a pool of what Ao Bing could only describe as desire.

No longer was it the desire to bed you, or even the desire to romance you. No, Ao Bing wanted to catch you and hold you in his grasp the way a wolf seizes the rabbit.

His deepened sneer disappeared, a faint laugh escaping him at the realization of what just happened. Ao Bing cared not for the gaze shared between his two hitmen as he slicked his rebellious strands of hair back.

Ao Bing was finally given a chase that not only fought back, but outran him. What was believed to be impossible to find had quite literally struck him moments later! Oh how lucky was he!

Even when you managed to keep outrunning Ao Bing, even as the number of hitmen doubled each time, the De Clan heir could only laugh at each time you slipped through his fingers. Only you could accomplish such a feat, proving his insanity over and over.

Now, as you managed to knock out all the hitmen Ao Bing sent your way, he leaned against the wall of yet another alley. An ironic place to be, where you first outran him and proved yourself a worthy prey.

“Don't you get tired, sweetheart?” Ao Bing sighed, nudging the face of an unconscious hitman with his shoe. “I just don't get it. All this running and fighting, when you could be living it nice!” He softly explained as he smoothly stepped over his bodyguards and made his way to you.

With the sweetest and delighted frown, Ao Bing continued, though he stayed a safer distance in reference to the first time he got too close to you. “What's keeping you, hun?”

You flicked your wrist, imagining droplets of pain flying away as water would, before you decided to respond. “Sorry, kid.” You adjusted your jacket and tapped the tip of your boot against the ground, “Daddy's money can't get you everything you want.” 

The sound of your boots hitting the floor as you walked off towards a dark away filled the air, “Don't worry, this'll fade like that bruise I gave you.” You peeked back to see Ao Bing instinctively raise his hand to the bruise on his jaw, purple and filthy.

“See you later, city boy!” With a sly grin and a sharp wink, you disappeared as if one with the shadows, like you did every time Ao Bing was close enough to catch you.

That same mix of irritation and joy filled him up better than his cigarettes ever could, leaving Ao Bing with a silent giddiness as he returned to his car.

He couldn't catch you this time, but nothing has ever truly evaded a dragon's hunt no matter how prolonged.

Maybe next time, Ao Bing will have you.

How They Show Their Love For You

Here you go! This was about 831 words excluding the a/n :) Hope you enjoy!

Nezha

We all know Nezha doesn't follow the rules, affection is no exception. However, there are no rules to a proper relationship, so Nezha's best bet is to think outside the box.

One of his best ways of displaying his love is words of affirmation… kinda.

We all know Nezha loves to make improv rhymes, because it's sort of his way of hyping himself up. Of course he's gonna come up with one for you! Whether you're a well known soldier or a stall owner in a market, Nezha admires you because you make what you do look amazing.

His rhymes? Eh, they're good… if you were getting ready for war.

Can someone explain why Nezha decided to wake you up with a rhyme… at the top of his lungs? And then have the audacity to act confused when you woke up with a fright??

Nezha means well, I swear! He only ever sings your praises even if they may be considered mediocre. Then again, he does like to ‘remix’ his rhymes about you, maybe add in a random and unrealistic feat here and there.

However, that was put to a stop when Shen Gongbao challenged you to a duel after hearing Nezha sing about how you could beat him.

Out of all the ways he's attempted to show his love for you, his rhymes might just be your favorite. It's when Nezha's (somehow) at his loudest and proudest, he's so unashamed to make sure everyone knows that you can't be topped at what you do.

Two other love languages he aces at are tied between physical touch and quality time. He's not a creep when it comes to touch like others are, but he is touchy in his own way. Quality time isn't spent like some couples, but none of them have Nezha in them.

In public, Nezha doesn't need to have you in his arms, but he will have a hand on you somehow. Whether it's a hand on your ankle when you two laze about or tugging at your limp fingers, he's gonna find a way to keep touching you. All six arms come out when you two are alone though, he can't ever get enough of holding you.

His form of quality time, besides lazing about, is training. Whether you're already a skilled fighter or not, Nezha's not letting you go anywhere without a few moves under your belt. He does make sure to go easy on you, because his excitement of training with you might make him lose control over his strength.

Nezha just hopes that these moments mean as much to you as they do to him. They're the highlights of his day, as well as the best ways he shows his affection for you.

Ao Bing

Gift giving till the very end!

As a dragon that has the freedom to go wherever he wants, Ao Bing tends to bring this and that back home with him as a memento of his time in a new place.

It’s so important for him to share this with you, the wonder of being exposed to new things is something he loves to see from you.

Even if you've already seen these trinkets before Ao Bing brings them to you, the excitement is still there. These moments are when Ao Bing is at his happiest, even if he's already an expressive guy.

More often than not, you'll be going about your day when Ao Bing shows up with a new souvenir and a grin on his face. For the next few hours, he's going into the history of the item, what it's used for and just becomes a nerd about it.

He's a bit of a collector himself, but he tends to give you his better finds. That's one of the ways you know Ao Bing loves you.

I think another way he expresses his love is physical touch. From the ghost of a guiding hand on your back to you getting lost in his curled up dragon form, Ao Bing likes to know that he can feel you.

He'll never do anything that would make you uncomfortable, Ao Bing behaves as if you'll run off if he makes sudden moves, even after your relationship is established. That way, you'll be aware of his next move and have the chance to reject, even if he already got your consent to touch.

When he holds you, it's such a pleasant moment for the both of you. Knowing that you love each other and this is physically the closest way you can get to each other's hearts is so intimate and sacred to him. You don't even understand how deeply Ao Bing thinks of these things, he's in his own rabbit hole about it.

Ao Bing loves you so much. Even if he doesn't say it often, the volume of his actions are deafening.

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