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bloody-bee-tea · 1 year

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Height difference

This isn’t the first meeting Jiang Cheng attends–not by far–but he still feels like a child that is allowed to sit at the grown up table.

He’s the youngest by far, even though Nie Mingjue and Lan Xichen bridge the gap somewhat, and he’s also the most inexperienced one.

And he feels as if no one ever lets him forget it.

The worst by far is Jin Guangshan of course, the condescending asshole. Jiang Cheng almost sneers just looking at him. The only somewhat non-negative thing Jiang Cheng has to say about him is that he at least treats all of them equally bad. It doesn’t look like he has much regard for Lan Xichen or Nie Mingjue either, and even though those two are accomplished war-heroes he treats them with the same disdain as he does Jiang Cheng.

At least Jin Guangshan’s behaviour was to be expected.

What came as a surprise–and therefore hurts much more–is the way Lan Xichen and Nie Mingjue treat Jiang Cheng.

He had hoped for some guidance from them and instead he gets treated like a child at worst or ignored at best.

Lan Xichen falls into the latter category with how he seems determined to not even look at Jiang Cheng and instead of asking him questions directly he addresses them to the entire room even though everyone knows that Jiang Cheng is the only one able to answer some of them.

It makes Jiang Cheng fume but he guesses that’s at least better than what Nie Mingjue does.

He doesn’t miss a single chance to put Jiang Cheng on the spot, clearly waiting for him to slip up and lose face for himself and his Sect but Jiang Cheng refuses to do so.

He always comes especially prepared for these meetings and no matter what Nie Mingjue throws his way Jiang Cheng always has an answer.

Not always the most satisfactory, he is painfully aware of that, but at least he doesn’t have to stammer his way through an excuse.

Nie Mingjue is clearly displeased by the fact that he hasn’t slipped up yet if the look on his face is anything to go by and the satisfaction Jiang Cheng gets from that is enough to fuel his nights of studying in preparation for these meetings.

Still, it hurts and it’s exhausting to know that all of them are against him. He could need allies and guidance most of all and instead he’s here alone, fighting, and feeling as if the other three Sects would gladly see his downfall.

“Sect Leader Jiang, what is your insight on these attacks?” Nie Mingjue asks him, effectively jerking him out of his thoughts and Jiang Cheng clenches his jaw in an attempt not to glare at him.He knows that he should have brought these attacks under control when they were happening in his lands but he didn’t manage to find out what caused them and it seems as if Nie Mingjue is not going to let him forget it.

Never mind that all the dead already weigh heavily on his conscience.

Jiang Cheng is aware that everyone is looking at him expectantly and so he sits up even straighter. He gives a brief account of everything that he does know and he is painfully aware of how little it is.

“I see,” Nie Mingjue says once Jiang Cheng is finished talking. “Thank you.”

Jiang Cheng just barely manages to hold back his scoff; he knows he’s being judged harshly for not being able to protect even his own lands.

He knows that he failed his people and he doesn’t need Nie Mingjue to point it out to him.

Still, he has to be polite to these people because the consequences of a less than proper behaviour are unthinkable.

He barely managed to rebuild Lotus Pier and he’s not keen on losing it so soon again.

Jiang Cheng manages to hold his own for the rest of the meeting but once it’s concluded he can’t help but to give in to the urge to flee.

He needs space and room to breathe; a place where he doesn’t have to pretend, if even for just a few short minutes.

But not even that is something he gets.

“Are you alright?” Nie Mingjue asks him, clearly having followed Jiang Cheng into this garden and he inwardly chastises himself for not hearing Nie Mingjue’s footsteps.

He should have been more alert.

“I’m fine,” Jiang Cheng bites out, turning around just far enough that it’s no longer considered rude and he hates how Nie Mingjue stares down at him.

At least Lan Xichen has the grace to never hold their height difference–however little it may be–over him like Nie Mingjue does.

And even Nie Mingjue is only a few centimetres taller than him, though he certainly tries his hardest to make it look like that much more.

“You seem agitated,” Nie Mingjue says despite Jiang Cheng’s clear wish to be left alone and Jiang Cheng instantly freezes.

He can still hear his father’s voice, saying those exact words with a voice heavy with disappointment at Jiang Cheng’s lack of control of his own emotions and it only makes the anger in him burn brighter.

How dare Nie Mingjue judge him.

“I know how hard it must have been to talk about the attacks,” Nie Mingjue goes on and now Jiang Cheng can’t hold back his scoff.

Hard, right. Nie Mingjue even sounds sorry, but Jiang Cheng knows better.

“It’s never easy to talk about a failure, is it?” Jiang Cheng sneers at him and then walks away without a look back.

It’s a risky move; Nie Mingjue could take it as a slight against himself and his Sect and that would mean dire consequences for Jiang Cheng but at the moment he can’t find it in him to care.

Let there be consequences; he’s sick and tired of Nie Mingjue looking down on him, lording his height over Jiang Cheng as if that would mean anything and he’s especially tired of the way Nie Mingjue tries to make him look like an inexperienced fool.

He stalks off in the direction of his quarters, half a plan forming in his mind.

Damn this beast that is taking so many innocent lives and damn Nie Mingjue as a whole. He’s going to find the monster and he’s going to kill it, even if it’s the last thing he does, if only so he can stick it to Nie Mingjue that way.

~*~*~

Jiang Cheng is painfully aware that he overestimated himself. Quite literally painfully aware, even, because the wound in his side burns like it’s on fire and Jiang Cheng wonders if the monster wasn’t venomous on top of everything else.

It would just be his luck, really.

Jiang Cheng’s steps are slow and unsure as he makes his way back to his quarters and his side feels warm with blood but it doesn’t matter.

He slayed the beast and that is what is important. Now Nie Mingjue won’t be able to rebuke him anymore or look down at him for not being able to handle this on his own.

Jiang Cheng feels a little bit as if the fantasy of Nie Mingjue’s surprised face is everything that keeps him on his feet right now and so it takes him a moment to realize that Nie Mingjue really is in his quarters and that it’s not just his imagination.

“Wanyin,” he breathes out and then a second later he is right there, hugging Jiang Cheng close to his chest.

A very irritated part of Jiang Cheng notices that somehow despite the not so pronounced height difference between them his head fits neatly under Nie Mingjue’s chin and he distantly wonders if Nie Mingjue is making himself bigger somehow.

“What are you doing?” Jiang Cheng somehow gets out and he’s confused when he feels a minute shudder run through Nie Mingjue.

“I’m hugging you,” Nie Mingjue gives back and Jiang Cheng is left staring into nothing because this really doesn’t make any sense.

“Why?”

“Because I thought you were dead.”

Normally Jiang Cheng would bristle at that, since it’s insinuating that he’s not strong enough to take care of himself but Nie Mingjue’s voice shakes just like his body does and it makes Jiang Cheng hesitate.

But even a moment to think does not mean anything smart comes out of his mouth next.

“You know I hate you, right?” he wants to know and he feels how Nie Mingjue nods his head.

“I know.”

“Then why are you hugging me?” he demands to know, and there it is again, that shudder.

“Because I don’t hate you,” Nie Mingjue whispers. “I’ll let go of you in a second and then you can be as mad as you want, but just–I thought you would die.”

Jiang Cheng doesn’t know what’s possessing him but when Nie Mingjue talks about letting go of him, he flinches and his fingers unconsciously grip Nie Mingjue’s robes harder.

Nie Mingjue must have noticed because he squeezes Jiang Cheng just a little bit tighter and even though it tugs uncomfortably on Jiang Cheng’s side he goes almost boneless with contentment at their position.

“What is going on?” Jiang Cheng breathes out, too confused to even form a coherent sentence but even like this he notices when his traitorous hands tighten their grip on Nie Mingjue’s robes even further.

“I am hugging you because I was scared for you,” Nie Mingjue says again. “I’m not sure why you’re hugging me back,” he then admits and Jiang Cheng knows he should let go of him but he can’t bring himself to do it.

Just a little while longer, Nie Mingjue had said it himself.

“But you don’t–you look down on me,” Jiang Cheng mutters, convinced about this and remembering all the moments that prove it as well.

“You are a tiny bit shorter than I am.”

“That’s not what I mean!” Jiang Cheng bristles with indignation. “You make it a point to be as tall as possible only to talk down to me.”

“I–oh,” Nie Mingjue whispers out and Jiang Cheng tenses in anticipation of the confirmation that is surely going to come his way now any second. “I’m trying to look taller to impress you,” Nie Mingjue then admits and Jiang Cheng blinks.

“What.”

“I’m just–” Nie Mingjue takes a deep breath and pushes Jiang Cheng away, who almost fights him on it before he realizes how stupid he is being.

He didn’t like the hug anyway, there is no reason why he should fight to keep it.

“Wanyin, when I say I don’t hate you, I mean that I am in love with you,” Nie Mingjue explains in that tone of voice that Jiang Cheng sometimes uses with the youngest disciples.

He doesn’t like being treated as if he’s six and his instinctual reaction to the tone means that the meaning of the words need a moment longer to hit him.

“You’re what? But you think me stupid and incompetent!”

“I don’t! When did I ever say that?”

“You don’t have to say that, your actions speak words, and they are received, loud and clear.”

Jiang Cheng frowns at Nie Mingjue, daring him to refute his words and he’s not at all prepared for the way Nie Mingjue’s face falls.

“You think I’m what? Trying to make you trip up? To make you look like a fool?”

“Is that not what you’ve been doing?” Jiang Cheng wants to know, but all of a sudden he’s unsure in face of Nie Mingjue’s genuine confusion and distraught.

“No!” Jiang Cheng has never seen him display any nervous habits, but right now he’s wringing his hands in front of his chest and Jiang Cheng distantly wonders if he picked it up from Nie Huaisang or the other way around.

“I was trying to guide you! Xichen hates opposing anyone too much to outright pay attention to you and it’s not as if Jin Guangshan would ever leave a good hair on you so I thought if I roped you into the conversations, if I made you speak up just a bit more, then the others would see that you can hold your own. And you’re new to all of this; I remember when I first ascended as Sect Leader. I desperately wished for someone who guided me through all of this, if even with a simple question. I’m sorry if my attempts came off as condescending.”

Jiang Cheng can hardly believe his words but when he replays the last meeting in his head he goes cold. What Nie Mingjue said is true. He was simply trying to get Jiang Cheng involved in everything and Jiang Cheng’s own insecurities and issues have coloured his actions in a less than favourable way.

“You don’t think I’m incompetent for not being able to deal with the monster?”

“Wanyin, the monster wreaked havoc in all of our lands, not just yours. And none of us ever got to see even a hair of it. Until you now, it seems,” Nie Mingjue says, his eyes falling to Jiang Cheng’s bloody side. “And you got hurt for it! Why didn’t you say?”

“It’s not as if you let me,” Jiang Cheng grumbles but now that Nie Mingjue has brought attention to it, his side starts to throb again.

“I’m sorry. Let me bring you to a healer and then you don’t have to endure my presence any longer, alright?” Nie Mingjue asks and gives him a small, if pained smile.

“No,” Jiang Cheng finds himself saying before he can give proper thought to it.

“No? What do you mean no? You need a healer!”

“No, I mean, it’s not okay that I don’t have to endure your presence any longer, “ he says but he knows that the words don’t make any sense even as they leave his mouth unfiltered.

“I–don’t understand,” Nie Mingjue admits and Jiang Cheng grinds his teeth together.

He doesn’t want to say it, he doesn’t understand where this is even coming from but the thought of Nie Mingjue walking away suddenly seems bad and if he’s being honest with himself then he wouldn’t mind another hug.

It had been kind of nice, fitting into Nie Mingjue’s arms like he had.

“I mean that I don’t want you to leave.”

“But you hate me,” Nie Mingjue cautiously says and Jiang Cheng fights the impulse to stomp his foot on the ground like he truly is six years old.

“I–might have made that decision based on a misunderstanding,” he finally admits and he doesn’t know what to do when Nie Mingjue’s face softens at his words. “And I would like to correct that.”

“I would be more than happy to stay available until that misunderstanding is cleared up,” Nie Mingjue says with a twinkle in his eyes and then reaches out to brush an errand strand of hair out of Jiang Cheng’s face.

“But a doctor first, mh?”

Suddenly not only Jiang Cheng’s side feels as if it’s in flames.

“Lead the way then,” Jiang Cheng snaps at Nie Mingjue in an attempt to hide how flustered he is.

“Sure,” he easily gives back and leaves the room to bring Jiang Cheng to a doctor.

Jiang Cheng is slow to follow though, still mulling something over in his head and when Nie Mingjue questioningly turns back around Jiang Cheng has almost worried his lower lip bloody.

“Wanyin?” Nie Mingjue asks, clearly worried again and while Jiang Cheng squares his shoulders in preparation of what he has to say, he can’t quite meet Nie Mingjue’s eyes.

“And maybe afterwards, you could–hugmeagain?” he rushes out, embarrassed beyond belief but he has to admit that it had been nice.

Nie Mingjue had smelled nice and his arms around him–even the fact that Jiang Cheng’s head perfectly fit under Nie Mingjue’s chin is now something that makes his face heat up with something else than anger.

It clearly takes Nie Mingjue a moment to untangle his mess of words but once he does he steps forward and takes Jiang Cheng’s hand in his.

“Once your wound has been treated,” he promises. “You can have as many hugs as you want.”

“Don’t get ahead of yourself,” Jiang Cheng snaps out, falling back onto that familiar anger but it only makes Nie Mingjue laugh.

“My mistake,” he immediately amends, though he is clearly still amused. “We will start with one and then see where it takes us. Better?”

“Marginally,” Jiang Cheng huffs out and then walks past him to finally get to the promised doctor.

He does feel kind of lightheaded and he’s blaming the blood loss for it.

There surely couldn’t be any other reason.

And when Nie Mingjue smiles that soft smile at him again and Jiang Cheng’s heart rate picks up, that has to be because of the poison, Jiang Cheng is certain of it.

It couldn’t possibly be because of anything else.

(There is no poison and by the time they reach the healer his wound has long since scabbed over. Still, Jiang Cheng maintains his stance.)

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#bt writes #mingcheng #the untamed #mdzs #nie mingjue #jiang cheng #canon compliant #hurt/comfort #misunderstandings #injury #love confessions #low self-esteem

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fincalinde · 1 year

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Every morning Lan Xichen wakes in Meng Yao's bed and experiences a frisson when Meng Yao smiles at him from his makeshift pallet on the floor. There is the nervous thrill of realising he is not wearing his ribbon, and the determined thrill of remembering that he owes Meng Yao not just his life but the very lifeblood of his clan.

Both during and after the war, Lan Xichen gives Jin Guangyao what gifts he can.

#roquen fic #mdzs #cql #the untamed #xiyao #lan xichen #jin guangyao #canon compliant btw #though also part of weakness-verse for those of you who are interested

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july-19th-club · 2 years

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what’s your ao3?

same url as here; underscores instead of dashes :) it's kinda sparse; i haven't written fic polished enough to post in a while but have at it if u so desire i'd be obliged

#ive got a pretty good untamed nie huaisang-focused fic in there that reads like literary fiction #ive got a discworld little thing that's like three or four years old but it still holds up #ive got the Great Unfinished Outsiders Fixit Fic (still stuck on chapter eight and things aren't remotely fixed yet)#ive got some mediocre game of thrones vignette. some mediocre spn finale fixit #and a pretty dope spn vignette about Nun Birthday (with left homophobia)#also a popular post-s4 magnus archives thing that's now canon divergent (gerry keay centric)#and i forgot about my umbrella academy fic - canon compliant; details the mostly un-shown year in vietnam

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nichigin · 1 year

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When Lan Xichen doesn't approve of Wei Wuxian as a partner in fics I take it so personally... Like you can talk with your disastrous taste in men, flute guy 🙄🙄

#i don't care if it's canon compliant he better be happy for his brother!!!!#the untamed

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diejager · 5 months

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JAKAJWIH I just saw this post and https://www.tumblr.com/citrusbunnies/732151502028898304

I can’t help but imagine deer!hybrid reader that’s with 141, and they/she/he (it doesn’t matter lol) walked out of the bushes or woods to the team inside and their reaction to it!

Also I LOVE your work, every time I see that you have posted wether it be recently or if they are older and they just appear in my feed. I get excited! 😭 also if you don’t wanna do this, feel free to ignore COMPLETELY! I just saw this and I thought it was so cute😭😭

That deer image is actually funny… this drabble though, not so much.

Doe Cw: hybrid, DARKFIC, IMPLIED DUB-CON/NON-CON, kidnapping, training, implied sex, tell me if I missed any.

They cued in on the rustling sound, bushes ruffling against an unknown body hiding behind the tree line, moving as if they were unaware of the men or uncaring of danger. Rifles pointed towards the source, Price held control of the situation, aware of the danger when hunting feral hybrids. Ferals were unpredictable, unable to find the distinction between friend or foe, but they were smart, cunning and weren’t shy to group together, forming hunting packs. Those that were impossible to rehabilitate would stay in the wild, some causing trouble and others keeping to themselves, living alone or in a community they built on their own.

Despite the trepidataion and tension in their shoulders, the waited, breaths steady and unyielding to the harsh winds of early winter. They expected a wolf - or a few - or a bear to jump at them, but were released to see antlers poking out of the bush, tines interlocked with green and dried leaves still tied to a thin branch, followed by perked ears, rounded ends flicking against the leafage stuck around the antlers. A head soon followed, big, doe eyes with the dilated, rounded pupils staring at them with timid curiosity, uncertain of the danger.

Rather than a big brown bear or a deranged grey wolf, they found a curious deer hybrid. Price raised his fist, ordering the three of them to lower their weapons, holding it to his chest, he took a step towards you, slow and tentative. You jerked back, body moving out of your hiding place, fully exposing yourself to men —men deprived of the gentle touch of a woman and the loving embrace of one. You wore rags, hanging off the small straps of your shoulder and stopped mid-thigh, soft and plush skin; your dress hugged the promiscuous curves of your hips and the swell of your breasts and ass, leaving nothing to their imagination. You were a sight to hungry and deprived men like them, gruff and overworked, tired and wanting a moment of reprieve to relax and work off the stress.

“Hello,” it hadn’t crossed his mind whether or not you spoke, seeing that you were dressed in nothing but rags despite looking clean and untouched by filth, simply delicious to their eyes. “I’m John,” he gave you a smile, his eyes creased and cheeks wrinkled, his lips stretched under his bear-like beard, “Who are you?”

His softer approach made you compliant, mumbling out your name in a soft voice. You were skittish, looking as if a single abrupt movement would have you buck away from them, and they couldn’t have that, you were a source of information and much more. Soft curves and doe-eyed filled with a sort of innocence, able to thrive in the wild with feral hybrids, ye untouched by their rough and untamed character.

“Who… who are they?” Your eyes gazed over the three men behind Price, hands pulled to your chest in an effort to give yourself comfort and protection against the dark gleam in their brown and blue eyes.

“That’s Soap,” your eyes followed his hand, hovering towards the men with striking, blue irises and a weird haircut. “Gaz,” he motioned towards the man with warm, brown skin and a pretty face. “And Ghost,” he was the most intimidating, broad and big, it made you shudder. “What are you doing here?”

The question lingered in the air, you frowned, seemingly unwilling to divulge your reason because you had the same question, wanting to know why big, armed men were threading in your home. You looked away, staring at their feet rather than their strong gaze, feet shuffling around. They watched you bite your lip, pearly whites peaking under your lip to sink down in your glossy lips, perfect for kissing. How would you taste if they got their hands on you? Would your mouth taste as sweet and delicious as you looked? You were temptation on two feet.

“This is my home,” you reluctantly told them, becoming more anxieties by the second. It seemed like you were waiting for the right moment to skip away, to rush through the forest and hide away from the men who had a sudden interest in you. “You?”

“Classified, love.”

You perked up and shied away at the way he called you, his rumbling voice turning soft and disarming, near becoming for a sensitive hybrid like you. You were so adorable when you acted all shy, ears flicking and little nose scrunching up. You were naturally wary of anyone as a prey animal, vulnerable and without claws or sharp teeth against anything bigger than you. They could all see the tension building in your body, ears backed against your head and fingers fumbling around, his voice might’ve soothed you, but his reply made you fearful, suspicious enough to look more and more like you were going to flee.

If you ran, they would follow, Ghost would probably the one to catch you first, surprisingly fast and nimble for someone of his stature. He’d tackle you to the ground, scruff you and hold you down despite your wails and take you back, you had something they needed. Ghost would do the training, prepping you however he deemed fit and punish you if you lashed out. Gaz and Soap could easily break you in, their gentler countenance working in their favour. A push and pull, essentially, with Soap’s puppy-like aggression and mischievousness, and Gaz’s gentle care and grounding hand. Price would keep you in check, sometimes overseeing Ghost’s training and other times participating in it, being the disapproving and sympathetic one when faced with Ghost’s cruel and degrading ways.

You were pretty in rags - you would look pretty in anything you wore - but you’d be the prettiest naked and stuffed on their laps, eyes rolled back and breasts jostling. Taking you would take care of their needs, the temptation pulsing in their crotch. You wouldn’t mind it, would you? It would be better than sleeping on the rough, forest terrain, victim to both nature and the wilderness. You would be protected and taken care of, what else would you want?

“Why don’t you come with us, love,” it wasn’t an offer, it was a demand —an order.

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darlingpwease · 1 year

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When will reader go mad? when will the reader go insane just over Yuuta's presence? An untamable killing force that doesnt let anyone touch or even look at Yuuta for too long. They are a danger to everyone and everything... But Yuuta. They lie to yuuta about have their actions are normal for any lover, but yuuta knows better. He knows that this is going too far and yet, he's compliant with it. Reader is violent and doesn't care about others. Yuuta appears as a damsel in distress but likes it.

Yuuta can try and does try to "help" reader. To calm them down and make them less violent. But it makes them worse!

love like mine!

CONTENT WARNINGS: unhealthy behaviour (possessiveness, clinginess, obsessiveness, jealous, worshipping r.), mention of violence (fighting, blood, mention of killing [talk]), name-calling (boy) & pet names (slutty), mind break [yuuta]

consensual noncon (cnc), hypersexuality, heavy petting, somnophilia, sex marathon, unprotected sex / breeding, belly bulge + deep penetration, dirty talk + possessive talk, rough treatment, oral sex (r., g.) hyperstimulation (g., r.), multiple orgasms (g., r.), cum inflation (g.), praise (g.), degradation (g.), mild dumbification (g.),

WRITING STYLE: drabble + headcanons, ±2000 words; reader's genitals are ambiguous but implied as a dick ('cum')

DARLINGS: yuuta okkotsu x reader; dark!yuuta okkotsu, dark!reader, dom!reader, top!reader

Yuuta knew that you loved him.

It wasn't some kind of secret, and it was more than mutual, even if he wasn't such a nervous mess when confessed, talking about how he is very very very very very... thinks you're so cute and so smart and impressive and amazing and so so... breathtaking, and your face looks really good for, uh, his, ugh, well... like, like lips, and, like... Like "he doesn't know how long you've been standing there, but you convince him that you haven't heard anything when try not to look at his face, blush with shame and excitement".

If you could, you would bite him

Yuuta knew that you loved him, and it was more than mutual, but he would rather walk behind you like your tail, cling to your clothes, constantly chat about you and cling to you, as if in search of warmth, as if you were the only one who could make him so needy and intoxicated, whining sleepily until you get back to him, cooking food for you and being ready to take care of you, than admit his feelings to you first, constantly worried by thoughts that your feelings are not like that, that you may not think about him like that, that your love is certainly not like that, that person like you can't fall in love with someone like him.

But even if others were... intrigued enough by this relationship, you always just said that he was 'your' — and that was enough for Yuuta. You were sure that he was yours, he belonged to you, and if someone wants him, then they will have to face you first, — and it was even more satisfying than you thought at first, seeing his happy face as he huddled up to you, spending time until one of you had things to do. It was as if he was puppy, who followed you and nuzzled your leg when you turned away from him, pressing his ears to head and whining until you pet him.

You didn't mind, actually. It was nice to have someone on a, huh, leash.

Yuuta liked to lie in bed even if he didn't want to sleep, got up hard in the morning, was not picky about food (except for some things) and liked when your things were matched, like identical key chains or t-shirts with a picture divided into two or having phrases that are understandable only when you are together. He often did not sleep until late at night, although went to bed early, had a lot of relaxing apps on phone, sometimes bought "couple" portions of food when passed by beautiful cafes that he once wanted to visit with Rika, becomes shy when you playfully exposed "too much skin" or saw something that "should not have seen", blushed with his ears and neck, easily cried from excess of feelings, loved to be near you even if you did nothing, easily scared of horror movies and loved romantic ones. Sometimes he looks somewhere and smiles, and looks at you so lovingly when he thinks you can't see; cries so easily from sad stories and movies, but always says that it doesn't matter and everything is okay, even if his wet red eyes can be seen from a kilometer away; sniffs softly when lies on you, while some silly movie is on TV, — but you can only watch how eyelashes tremble while he is blissfully asleep, warmed up and comfortably laid down.

Yuuta was so cute that sometimes you wanted to pick him up and keep him forever.

Yuuta is not sure if everything is okay when you become more annoyed and frustrated. It's not that you were angry at him or disappointed with him, but you were angry and disappointed, even if brushed off his questions and said that it didn't matter, reaching out to him, snuggling intimately, letting him feel your breath on his skin and how peacefully your heart beats, although your the body was uncomfortably tense. You often stroked him when comforted, but when he stroked you, trying to be as gentle and loving, you ask him to stop, almost biting his neck, and it would be better if you bit him, pinched him, squeezed him, hit him than to remain so silent, as if silently accusing him. As if it was his fault.

... Maybe it really was his fault? Of course, he can't remember that he did something wrong, he does everything you want, he always tries to make you happy, — but when you continue to be silent, not calming down at all, but only becoming even more tense, he feels disgustingly vulnerable, squeezing you in his arms, but knowing that he will not hold you if you want to leave. In the end, you are still restless, ignoring both words and touches, as if about to pounce on someone who will appear in your field of vision, and Yuuta wanted to say something about it, but his tongue was unpleasantly slurred when he looked at you.

“... Everything, everything will be fine. It's fine.”

You have a calm expression on your face, but his heart was beating as if from euphoria when you only press closer to him, touching his neck with your lips, almost scorching it — but it felt like if he tried to hide, moving away sensitive skin from the tantalizing heat, and you would leave, losing all interest. When you ask him if he likes Maki, his heart skips a beat — just like when you talk about Toge, teasing him with the feel of your fangs while he licks dry lips, shyly telling you that yes– but not in that sense, not in the one you're thinking about. He likes them, but not, not like some. Not like, uh, some other people.

Not the way he likes

“... you.”

you.

If he loved anything as much as you, if he adored anything as much, then he would have died; his heart physically won't be able to handle it one more time. Especially when you are silent, and Yuuta knows that if you get up now and leave without an answer, the earth will open up and he will fail, — if he does not die of broken heart, knowing that he only made it up and made it worse, he always makes it worse. In the end, he might as well say this when you are seriously busy, like "hey, you know, I really love you and if you wanted, I would kneel in front of you without any extra thought, just like that, by the way, if you're interested, lol." As if you don't have enough worries anymore and he urgently needs to load you with another one to make you even worse.

What an idiot he is.

... You taste even better than he imagined.

When you wipe away his tears, you seem completely different than were just recently — it doesn't matter, though. When you touch him again, without saying anything, but stroking him, Yuuta notices for the first time how freely he sighs, like all the pressure has disappeared, leaving only you lying on his chest.

♡ Yuuta knows that you don't do well when he pays too much attention to others. This is normal, he knows that you want the best, even if sometimes you get too carried away, dragging him away, distracting him, taking him away — preventing from talking to others, as if confirming how dependent he is on you. After all, he doesn't need anyone but you, and you don't need to remind him of that, right? He is yours, has always been yours, — and Yuuta agreed with that, so what has changed? Do you really have to change just because something went wrong? Did he change because of what? Is it because of them? After all, even after he became yours, they still get in the way, don't they?

If you could, you would destroy everything that hinders you and him — both; that prevents him from trusting you and understanding that you are doing what is necessary, that this is a common thing that couples do. In the end, you should be the only one he look at for so long and so in love — and this is the usual desire of lovers, all lovers are so obsessive and possessive. Any lover will be against their beloved looking at others and wanting other people's views, and there is nothing strange that sometimes you have to be more aggressive. It's just, huh, courtship.

Didn't he see in the movies how they climbed up the chimney to the window of their loved ones? After all, you are doing essentially the same thing — only instead of a chimney, you climb up to him at night, knowing that he is still awake, waiting for you, but without revealing it, breathing heavily when you get under his blanket, warming his cold stomach with hot hands, hearing his heart beat intoxicated with delight and fear of being caught. Yuuta is wet and warm, easily letting you undress and feel how excited and prepared he is, knowing that you will come so that you can not waste time on anything other than fucking him senselessly, ignoring even how much everything will be heard from the outside and how compromising he will look later, with trembling sticky thighs covered with bites and hickeys.

and it's definitely not in his best interest to remove these marks.

When you gently stretch him, holding your hand on his stomach, whispering about how needy and hot he is inside, as if convincing you to stay inside and not move anymore, to bind yourself to him forever, you are not sure if he is sleeping or still awake, — but when his belly fills up again under his inarticulate whining and trembling from another orgasm, while his eyelashes are sleepily fluttering, you can't find the strength to wake him up, kissing the warm skin before changing the pose. It doesn't matter — while he looks so fragile as if you only need one rough touch to break, Yuuta whining enthusiastically when you grab him by the hair, fucking his throat to his purring and gasping moans, even when his eyes are watering, so nothing will happen if his stomach becomes a little softer when you cum inside again, without letting anything leak out.

And even despite his difficulties, he looks perfect when you are inside, as if he was really created for you and only for you, being unable to accept anyone as well as you — neither emotionally, loving against all odds, nor physically, when his stomach becomes bulging from a single push.

It would be amazing if he could stay like this forever: ruddy, panting, warm, filled and blissful, marked by you, — as if fulfilled his destiny as your beloved, definitely given to you by heaven (only if you are this "heaven").

But even when you whisper to him that he is yours, only yours, Yuuta presses even closer to you through a dream, as if confirming this.

♡ If you could, you would scratch out the eyes of anyone who looks at it for too long. This is right, absolutely right, and you tell him the same thing when hug, kissing his neck, assuring that you just don't like when others look at him, he doesn't like other people's attention either, and Yuuta can only agree, feeling how you become satisfied, knowing that he understands this. Of course he understands — how could it be otherwise?

Even if it's a little cruel, if you destroy everything that poses a threat, there will be no threat, and even if you need a little blood, well... Yuuta justifies any means. If you were giving up just for something like this, you might as well let others hug your beloved, kiss your beloved, fuck your beloved, love your beloved — because you are above fighting. If it's just the need to be strong that makes you give up, then are you worthy? If you are afraid of the need to protect the treasure, then do you have the right to own it? If he's willing to do anything to keep you, but you can't protect him, then wouldn't it be better to just give up and leave?

... Even if others are not very happy, by the time you start, everything is over for others; no murders — but for some reason everyone understands that it's better not to even look at him if they don't want to lose their eyes, although you tell Yuuta that you don't know why. After all, shouldn't he be making sure that your eyes don't come off him, instead of keeping an eye on others? Maybe he also wants other people for himself, huh? Isn't you enough for him? Are you not good enough? In love couples, this is called "cheating" — but Yuuta is so desperately in love, almost going crazy when he hears your words, that you never talk about it again, advising only to be not so interested about other people's views if he does not want to lose yours,

and this is enough that he never asks again.

Even when Yuuta sees blood on you one day, but you console him with the words that it is not yours and you did not kill anyone at all. You would never dare — unless he wants you to; in the end, lovers do everything for each other, fulfilling desires and making life easier, helping each other and going hand in hand.

His body twitches from excessive stimulation, but he only greedily-timidly kisses you, whispering how much he loves you, that you are everything to him, even when you tease for how slutty he behaves, spreading his legs as soon as you want, as if constantly thinking about you and how you fuck him, even when you still smell slightly of blood, and Yuuta is too excited, knowing that you smell like that partly because of him.

♡ You're not okay. You're definitely not okay. Yuuta knows this when you become more and more impulsive and hungry, as if having tested his limits and realizing that there are none, you begin to lock him up, looking at how much he will be enough — sweet precious Yuuta, loving when he is hugged around the waist and kissed-biting his tender neck, and when you climb up to him at night, saying that he belongs to you until his brain closes off from the intensity, and when he gets on his knees, trying to calm you down, and when you call him such a good boy, so obedient and handsome, and when you make him choke, saying that he does not need to think, but only obey and please you,

and when he wrap his arms around you, holding you so tightly that you might as well merge with him.

Yuuta knows that you are not okay — no one who is okay will be like that when others look at their lover, but Yuuta gets even more excited when he feels how angry you are, seeing that he attracts attention, and kiss him hungrily in the corner, saying that he is only yours and only for you until his head gets dizzy and his knees start to weaken. If you were a little less decent, you would put him on his knees right there, letting everyone see how he drooling, crying while enthusiastically pleasuring you like a good lover, and he would not even pretend to resist, serving so desperately as if you could leave him at any moment — even if you decided leave him in the room and tie him up so Yuuta doesn't run away.

You are not okay, absolutely not okay, and when others notice it, Yuuta feels other people's pitying looks, knowing that he is in a relationship with someone like you, and hears anxious questions about how he is and whether everything is fine, but he only kisses you adoringly. "Is he okay?" Of course! Why such a question?

If he could, he would wear something that would make it clear that he is yours — if it only makes you feel calmer, knowing that you don't need to protect him like that anymore, since he won't run away anywhere else.

Even when others start to shy away, Yuuta knows that yes, something is wrong, but it's not your fault — he knew what you were like, and you never hid it, so it's his responsibility to calm you down and take care of you if he's the one who makes you feel that way. In the end, he only makes things worse, but he knows that you will listen to him even if everything goes wrong. You love him while he adored you, and he understands that you are only protecting him.

It's just a "love thing", it's "courtship", even if others don't quite understand, just looking at him as a helpless vulnerable damsel in distress.

But you are not a sea monster and he is not tied to a rock and naked; and even if he were, he does not need to be rescued.

Maybe he likes it when you're a monster.

♡ Yuuta whines as you stretch him, feeling him getting more and more full as you move, ignoring twitching and whimpering about stopping while holding his hands firmly behind his back, resting his cheek on the ground. When his body shudders violently from the feeling of fullness again before you push again, without giving him even a little time to get used to his position, biting him so hard that a mark will remain — although he should rather care about how fucked and exhausted he will be by the time you are done with him, so stuffed and sticky as if after being bred all night, with an equally overly sensitive body.

Yuuta says that you should take out stress on him, using it until you are satisfied, he wants to be the best lover for you, he can withstand everything you give, but starts crossing his legs as soon as you undress him — only to have them forcibly spread apart while you make him cum in your mouth as a preparation. Not that you had any stress that you could take out on him, but looking into his brilliant, persistent eyes, you could not say 'no', even if you then pull his hair back, exposing his neck covered with marks to hear muffled moans from how you deep, causing his eyes to roll up from excitement; screaming your name and demanding more while you're biting him, marking his red shoulders and feeling even worse when you see him sticking out his tongue, getting ready to cum again.

By the time you finish, you feel so tired but pleasantly empty, as if you have never wanted anything but rest, especially when Yuuta presses against you, pathetically hastily kissing, adoringly looking at your face, but without saying a word, being unable to even move, holding his hips apart — and exhaling sharply when you put your hand on his soft round belly, stroking, feeling how full he is.

A quiet "I love you" sounds like a cradle, even if you know you have to take care of the mess — but it's so warm and soft that you can't resist the urge to fall asleep next to it for just a couple of minutes.

for the first time you sleep so peacefully, knowing that he is in your hands and will not go anywhere.

au where the reader understands that they are not okay about yuuta and they break up only to get together again later hhhhhh

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More Wangxian Faves: Post-Canon & Canon Divergent

This list was made to honor the request in the notes on my WWX recs post from @100percentserenity for some more fics featuring Wei Ying set in canon or canon divergent fics. Now, not all of these are strictly from his POV, but they all feature him at his quick-witted, charming, & hopelessly oblivious best. Canon divergent can be a pretty wide category, so do keep that in mind if you see a rec & think, "This isn't very canonical.." Haha. There are two repeats from my first Wangxian rec list, but they fit the ask & are both excellent & worth mentioning twice! Now, in no particular order, may I recommend:

Far Away You Are by cqlorphan (E, 17,358)

Thoughts: I absolutely loved the idea of the esteemed Hanguan-jun being this not-so-secret purveyor of comfort hugs & heartache advice. Wei Ying’s shock upon finding this out was so funny I couldn’t help but laugh, & my amusement only intensified when he made the scary Yiling Laozu face while asking who broke Lan Zhan’s heart, only to be told it was him who’d done so. I wanted to hug all the Juniors myself. They’re all so very precious. This was a lovely story where very little hurt in the end, & sometimes that’s just nice after the gut punch that canon gives us.

my age has never made me wise by idrilka (E, 63,439)

Thoughts: I absolutely loved this. It was pretty CQL (The Untamed) compliant & told the post-canon story of Wei Ying wandering alone as a rogue cultivator after the events of the show. Of course he was pining after his zhiji the entire time, so when he heard gossip that the Chief Cultivator might be married by summer's end it nearly undid him. The angst was excruciating, but One Brain Cell WWX Strikes Again fics somehow always manage to be fun at the same time. I've read several post-canon, wandering Wei Ying stories, & this one was particularly good.

Not What We May Be by brooklinegirl (E, 29,222)

Thoughts: I love Wei Ying’s cleverness in this. He’s his usual irreverent, chaotic, charming self, & I never get tired of how wonderfully his mind works. The odd phenomenon occurring in the town he’s staying in was an interesting mystery to solve, & I had to laugh when Lan Zhan arrived with the usual Lan Juniors ensemble in tow. Watching them all work together to figure out how to fix the issue while also dealing with the healthy side helping of oblivious Wei Ying & searing sexual tension between him & Lan Zhan was a fun treat.

All Caught Up by brooklinegirl (E, 36,934)

Thoughts: Wei Ying proposing to Lan Zhan to get him out of an arranged marriage he didn’t want is so something he’d do. There is no character more quintessentially chaotic good than Wei Ying. You can’t change my mind. The practice kissing was a lovely regular feature from this author, & my particular favorite thing in this fic was Nie Huaisang’s cameo as their pseudo wedding planner with his classic meddling while insisting he’s useless shenanigans. This was super cute. I liked it a lot.

love, in fire and blood by cicer (E, 360,042)

Thoughts: This was an example of a cool MDZS-specific trope I hadn't seen before, & in it Wei Ying, the infamous Yiling Patriarch, was a cultivator who had achieved immortality (aka, he's OP as fuck but in a fun way). The great sects enlisted his help to win the Sunshot Campaign, & what did he demand in return? Lan Zhan's hand in marriage, of course! It was a fantastic slow burn in which poor Lan Zhan suffered the mortifying ordeal of falling in love with his own husband. An amazing & complex plot, chock-full of angsty goodness.

Birthday Party by waffles_4_breakfast (E, 100,123)

Thoughts: I loved the idea that Wei Ying would actually get to attend Jin Ling's one month celebration, but I was, of course, still concerned about the continued danger he'd be in. This fic nicely showcased Wei Ying's sharp wit, charm, & ever-present sass. I also loved his dramatics when it came to his interactions with Lan Zhan (and in general, of course, haha), but their sweetness together was ultimately my favorite thing about them. The continued threat to Wei Ying's life & all the plotting surrounding it was interesting, but the best things about this fic were the characters & their bonds with each other.

Fentao-laoshi's Guide to Cut-Sleeve Pleasures by occultings (E, 31,775)

Thoughts: This was set during the Cloud Recesses Study Arc, & it was so, so good. The sexual tension between them was just simmering the entire time, & the idea of them “practicing for marriage” on each other was fucking hilarious. Their banter was top notch, & I absolutely loved Lan Zhan’s nearly overwhelming desperation for Wei Ying, not to mention Wei Ying’s bullshit getting him in over his head (as usual, but this time in a fun way, haha). The feelings were actually very sweet, too. I enjoyed this a lot.

wide enough and wild by impossibletruths (E, 64,120)

Thoughts: I love the tag “Noping Out Of Society With Your Boyfriend And Your 50 Wen Refugees: The Novel”. It made me laugh before I’d even started the fic. While this was set during the time period in which Wei Ying frees the Wen refugees, they didn’t end up in Yiling this time. I won’t get too specific, but they still ended up rebuilding their own little settlement & farming to survive, basically. Lan Zhan found them & decided to stay. The slow burn was so good, & I loved the pining in particular. I cried a couple of times in this. It really was just that good.

your problem as a mountain. by cupofwater (E, 30,989)

Thoughts: It was so cute to see the difference between Wei Ying’s & Nie Huaisang’s fantasies, & Wei Ying’s turning out to be more vanilla & romantic in nature absolutely cracked me up. I nearly hurt myself laughing when Nie Mingjue sent Lan Zhan some of the letters by mistake, & I was delighted by Lan Zhan’s reaction. I won’t spoil it, but the smut was lovely & despite the misunderstanding our boys definitely both got their happy ending, haha.

The Vermilion Ribbon by Unforth (E, 233,368)

Thoughts: This sat on my Marked For Later list on AO3 for the longest time, & I really did myself a disservice by not reading it sooner. It was absolutely fantastic. The world-building, pacing, & intricate plot were all brilliantly done, & Wei Ying being in the Wen clan was nothing like I imagined it was going to be in this. Instead of his core family being the Jiangs, we get Wen Qing in Jiang Yanli’s role & Wen Ning in Jiang Cheng’s. Now I’ll warn you that this got super heavy in some places, so mind those tags & take care of yourselves. Nothing was graphic enough that I had to stop reading, but it didn’t shy away from the serious subject matter it covered either. The whole fic was a real emotional roller coaster, & I can’t recommend it highly enough.

#mdzs #the untamed #wangxian #lan zhan #wei ying #lan wangji #wei wuxian #wangxian fic rec #Temnurus rec list #i'm so flattered by this request #here's to all my wangxian obsessed fam #i like them a normal amount ok #ok maybe slightly more than normal #leave me & my mdzs brainrot alone kthx bai

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quotablefanfiction · 29 days

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Living with Lan Zhan has made Wei Wuxian a person who creates arbitrary systems of rules and then follows them. It’s an outrageous self-betrayal.

Wei Wuxian POV (chp. 1)

build me no shrines by occultings (microcomets) (AO3) Mo Dao Zu Shi/The Untamed – Mature – Lan Zhan/Wei Ying #Post-Canon #Slow Burn #Mutual Pining #First Time #Getting Together #Confessions #Sharing a Bed #Hair Washing #Sentient Burial Mounds #Case Fic #CQL Compliant #Hurt/Comfort #Whump #Light Angst #Flashbacks #mild Body Horror #Foot Washing #Happy Ending #Non-Sexual Intimacy

Wei Wuxian opens the letter and skims through, feeling his frown deepen with every line. “Oh. A request from Yiling. This man Tong Shen writes, 'I can’t explain what’s happening — you wouldn’t believe me if I tried. The hills are moving and they are hungry. Please send aid, Hanguang-jun, this humble one begs you.' Well, my curiosity is certainly piqued."

A few months after the events of Guanyin Temple, Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji take on a night hunt of an unusual sort: The Burial Mounds are spreading, quickly and with no apparent explanation.

In Wei Wuxian, it brings old, long-buried things bubbling to the surface.

#fanfiction #quote #Mo Dao Zu Shi #The Untamed #Wei Wuxian #Wei Ying #build me no shrines #occultings #microcomets

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Let this post be a safe place to post any and all Hunger Games headcanons, whether canon compliant, canon divergent, AU headcanons, etc. I just wanna see everyone’s headcanons (and feel free to share an explanation for why you hc it if you want to!). They can be as bland or canon divergent as you want them to be, idc. Here are some of my miscellaneous ones that are a mixture of both cannon compliant, divergent, and ones for different AUs (guess which is which lmao 💀):

•After the war, the idea of ‘districts’ was all but abolished. It didn’t happen overnight, but essentially there weren’t any more borders between districts and people had the freedom to live and start a life wherever they want. The district names have been so ingrained that socially most people still use them for communications sake, but legally there are no more borders or ‘districts’

•District Three people are very straightforward and direct, and don’t often understand outside district social cues. They’re pretty technical with their language, and often take things literally.

•Every district has their own sayings and ‘cultures’ in a sense. And I like to think that there’s definitely a period of adjusting and a learning curve after the war, when people are able to live a freer life, and with that interact with people from other districts.

•Annie sings—it’s been a lifelong habit, but it helps soothe her (and Finnick, and then eventually their child), and it’s kind of like a reminder of home and tradition. District Four being fishing, I like to think that some of the lighthouse/siren/ocean/pirate vibes still carry on, even just a little bit.

•Chaff likes to play practical jokes and tease people at their expense—not in a harsh way, but he definitely gives off ‘older uncle who’ll switch your alcohol for juice/water’ type vibe to me. He views the other victors (save for a few) as his friends and allies, and he is usually warm around them.

•(Movie specific) Haymitch is still from the Seam, but one parent/relative was a townie (kind of like Katniss, although I personally like to think it was a grandparent that was from the town, rather than a direct parent). But other than his blonde hair, Haymitch is still clearly from the Seam. Unlike Prim and Katniss’s mother, Haymitch has Seam eyes, the worn-out and sunken eyes, etc.

•Mags (at least in the movie) is wearing a ring on her left hand, so I’m assuming she was married. I don’t know which I prefer, that her partner died or that they were alive and watched Mags die in the Quarter Quell :(

•The Capitol does not allow for ANY wild animals—the only non-human creatures are domestic pets. Especially after Snow. There’s no untamed birds flying around autonomously, or many lizards running amok. Even pest control is highly maintained. Don’t get me wrong, there’s tons of animals—circuses, shows, domestic pets, etc. Just nothing “untamed.” They’re not even treated badly per se, but it’s all for entertainment—it’s like a perfectly controlled bubble (I think this is perfectly fitting for Snow’s character specifically especially in TBOSBAS but also just the Luxury and curated image of the Capitol in general).

More to come bc I’m crazy about this world

#consider this a first draft/starting point post #the hunger games #annie cresta #thg series #catching fire #haymitch abernathy #district three #Panem #the hunger games headcanon

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there will come a time, you'll see, with no more tears by ghostberry (xmoyashiii)

there will come a time, you'll see, with no more tears

by ghostberry (xmoyashiii)

G, 3k, Wangxian

Part of the Wangxian White Day Exchange 2021

Summary: Even from seclusion, a mother's eyes see much, and her heart understands even more. And she can only sit back and watch for so long. The story of Lan Wangji's devotion, heartbreak, and joy through the eyes of the person who knows him best in the world. Kay's comments: Chanting MAMA LAN, MAMA LAN, MAMA LAN I just love fics so much where she lives and gets so see her sons grow up and especially fics where she gets to meet Wei Wuxian! I just know that the two of them would get along so well! This story is The Untamed canon, so she's witness to all the pining and the mess at the end where Wei Wuxian is left to wander alone, but she's not taking it! Really loved her characterization in this story too. Excerpt: "Hello? Is anyone here?" Curiosity wins, a trait she's never quite been able to stamp out with all her years of solitude and meditation. Not, she supposes, that she's tried particularly hard. She goes to the door and opens it, and finds herself face to face with a teenager in guest disciples' robes, gazing up at her with surprise in his wide grey eyes. "Hello," she says, and the sound of her own voice surprises her in return. It's been so long since she's spoken to anyone but Wangji and Xichen; there's an irrational instant where she half expects Lan Qiren to jump out of the bushes and start shouting accusations at her, just for this one simple greeting. But of course he isn't here — no one is here but herself and the boy. His smile is wide and infectious; she finds herself smiling back without quite knowing why either of them are doing so. “I knew a place like this must have someone living in it! I'm guessing I probably shouldn't be here, huh? I was exploring and I saw the path, and I just had to know, you know?" Belatedly, he seems to remember himself and bows. His form is perfect, but she can tell he's just going through the motions, eager to get back to talking. "I'm Wei Ying, courtesy name Wuxian." Of course. Sheng Lin can't hold back her laughter; it rings through the clearing, loud and bright and unfamiliar to her own ears. "Your reputation precedes you, A-Ying," she says gently, still chuckling.

pov madam lan, madam lan lives, madam lan deserves better, lan family feels, pov outsider on lan wangji/wei wuxian, canon compliant, cloud recesses study arc, thirteen years of wei wuxian's death, hurt/comfort, imprisonment, canon divergence, the untamed compliant

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(Please REBLOG as a signal boost for this hard-working author if you like – or think others might like – this story.)

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sinfulsalutations · 11 months

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𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖, 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕡𝕦𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕙𝕒𝕚𝕣 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕡𝕤 𝕠𝕟 𝕔𝕣𝕠𝕤𝕤𝕙𝕒𝕚𝕣, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕚𝕕𝕟'𝕥 𝕠𝕓𝕛𝕖𝕔𝕥 ⋆*･ﾟ

And by 'didn't object,' I really mean grumbled as you did it but didn't take them off immediately after.

"I still don't understand why you girls wear these silly things," He mutters to himself, his serpentine voice coming out strangely demulcent as the pads of his fingers trail softly over the wing of one of your butterfly clips as you brush the side of his hair back, holding it softly behind his ear as you take one of the clips from his hand.

"They're not silly," You refute, punctuating your words by firmly clipping a strand of his hair back. He looks at you through his eyelashes, unamused yet rather compliant to your indulgences. "It's fashionable."

He looks at you disbelieving.

"I'm not very known for my fashion sense, doll," He chuckles dryly, looking away and lolling his head back. You quickly hold it back in place as you shuffle to the other side of his head, copying the style on both sides.

It's a rare time late at night after you both had taken a shower and were ready to go to bed; his hair is much wilder than usual, curly and untamed instead of sleek and gelled back when he goes out. He still wouldn't go out like this, most likely. Grumpy Crosshair has a reputation to uphold, after all.

"And..." You mutter, adjusting the clip a little more and gathering more hair under it, finally pulling your hands away and smiling victoriously. "There!"

Before Crosshair can say a thing, you spin him around the chair to face your vanity, and his stern, almost annoyed face shifts immediately into something perhaps soft; more surprised, to be honest.

His eyebrows are raised as he looks at himself; his hair is bunched up into three pigtails, two on each side of his head and one on the top, his short strands spraying out like a fountain of gray. Other pieces are tugged back with regular hair pins, barely containing bursts of curls that want to fly out and frame around his scalp. The bright pink and yellow butterfly clips look so incredibly silly on him, which makes the sight even cuter, especially after his face goes dark again. At least, when he tries to make it.

Before you can stop yourself, you're giggling like a maniac; you have to hold his shoulders to steady yourself as you laugh into his shoulder, eyes never leaving his image in the mirror. He watches you with a look of 'seriously?' etched onto him, but you watch as a grin grows on his face as well. It warms your heart through the incessant laughter.

"You look great, Cross," You tell him, making eye contact through the mirror. You plant a sweet, lovey kiss on his temple and return to his eyes, resting your chin on his shoulder. It seems that the grin that wants to spread over your face can't contain itself anymore. "True fashion icon."

Crosshair finally lets his resolve to break a little, eyes fluttering downward as he chuckles to himself, head shaking slowly before gazing up at you again.

"You're childish," He barks, but doesn't dare bite.

You grin again and ruffle the back hairs playfully.

"But you love me."

"Don't get your hopes up," He responds a little too fast to be believable. You raise a suspicious eyebrow but shrug and chuckle.

"Too late," You respond pepped up. "Would you wear them for the rest of the night?" He's met with your undeniable puppy dog stare in the mirror. "Pleeeease?"

He grumbles as though you don't already know you're his soft spot.

"...Fine."

a/n: random fluff i wrote in 30 minutes, total degenerate crap tbh but its ok cuz we can be silly together :). hope u enjoyed! ~ taglist: @pb-jellybeans @badbatchbabe @ladytano420 @jediknightjana @sleepycreativewriter @shinyshayminflower @thebahdbitch

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yandere-sins · 11 months

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Can I ask for your take/opinion on a yandere idea? This was a passing thought, so forgive me if I don't explain it well.

But what about a yandere who enjoys the chase more than the catch? Like, they go all out getting their Darling and making sure they are Darling's one and only, but they start to get bored after a while of Darling finally being theirs so they move on. And what if Darling had snapped at some point because of the Yandere's constant mind games and was now convinced the two of them were meant to be so they sort of... switch positions. Now Darling is the predator and Yandere is the prey. The feelings are never really mutual (except for that short overlap in the middle). I think the idea is fun to consider, especially if you want to see how crazy handles crazy.

Honestly, I'm not proud of it, but I have totally chased someone and dumped their ass once I had them before lol. 16-year-old me was fucking ruthless I tell ya. Regardless, I, personally, don't think it's a very good trope for yandere, so it's not my favorite. Sorry to not have a better view on it ):

I believe there is something about the darling that draws the yandere in, but instead of being able to be normal about shared interests or kindness you showed them—or anything you can think about really—they just fall into this huge hole of obsession that they can't get out. Although this is also possible by e.g. torture and breaking of the mind, as with the darling here, somehow regretting the catch feels almost like the yandere... never was a yandere. Because it's the end goal to have a loving darling and live the 'normal' life with them for the yandere, their obsession never stops. At least to me, I know it's farfetched.

The "darling going yandere for their yandere" is just not my favorite thing because it honestly equals the ending of a compliant darling which is just a fucked up couple if they do end up together consensually. And if we take away that the captor is a yandere originally, then wouldn't the captive breaking not result in a more catatonic darling, rather than a darling that wants the love of the captor? You see, of course this is all nitpicking because I really can't make sense of it otherwise while still staying in the trope.

I will, however, give you an alternative if you look for the crazy meets crazy. How about two polar opposites that hate each other? Serial killer and detective, hero and villain, two office workers absolutely unable to stand one another but forced to work together. The good ol' enemies to (unwilling) lovers, where one of them finally goes yandere because they can't imagine their life without the other. Because they realize they are nothing without their darling, their whole existence relies on them. Darling is the only thing on their mind ever, and they can't control the many, untameable emotions they feel for the darling. Sure, they hate each other, but the yandere loves being hated by their darling and loves putting them in their place just as much. If they could have their way with their darling they'd absolutely have them exactly how they want them.

However, darling too, is struggling without them. Maybe going through existencial crisis without their mad counterpart or they realize they can't live up to the expectations once they bested the yandere (yan let them win obv.). Maybe the yandere is putting stones in their way, and forcing the darling to rely on them if they want to progress in their doings. Maybe darling gets gaslit and their self-confidence destroyed. The tension is exquisite as they realize they hate the yandere more than anyone in this world, but the yan might be the only one who gets them and keeps them motivated to improve themselves. It creates the dependency I talk about a lot, and it can go so far as to make the darling desperate, crushing them until they realize they can't get out of the mess they created. They can't give in to the yandere, but also can't do anything to stop them. They need to work with the yandere somehow, but everything about them repulses the darling.

People can't help but think the darling has gone mad as well. They are right. The darling broke a long time ago, but so did the yandere. No one will ever be able to understand these two psychos as they fight each other, so fixated on the other that they don't even realize the things going on outside of their feud. Or how people secretly ship them. Or that they need to finish their fucking around, but even if they leave their jobs/doings/etc. behind they'll never be able to get rid of each other, already too lost in the mad love and mad dependency.

Hope you might like this idea, and thank you for sharing yours! I am just very particular about figuring out how to make yandere work realistically and in-depth. And I totally don't mean in any way or form that you can't enjoy it, it's just my opinion ^^

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poorlittleyaoyao · 2 months

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I wrote this a year ago and don't remember if I ever linked it or not, so here. Canon-compliant birthday sadness for your enjoyment?

Summary:

No one can choose when they're born. Sometimes you can't choose how to mark it, either. (or: One time Jin Guangyao celebrated his birthday, and five times he didn't.)

#both authors are in fact me; I just have two accounts bc I am paranoid and like having contingencies #I feel bad about giving him a bad time but in recompense I accidentally ruined lotus buns for myself bc they make me sad now

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findroleplay · 6 days

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hi there! 21+ (any pronouns) looking for other 21+ literate style partners to write with. minors please dni.

i am new to discord, but doing my best to learn and it will be my preferred writing platform. however, i can be flexible to accommodate other preferences.

you can typically expect at least one or more reply a day from me, but i work full time so replies most likely won’t be immediate. if i’m unable to reply in 24 hours, i will do my best to inform my partner and let them know.

i am a literate writer looking for other literate writers to role play with. response lengths may vary depending on the scene, but i always try to be detailed in my responses. my preferred pov to write in is third person.

i will do any kind of pairings (m/m, f/f, f/m, multi, etc.) but i prefer writing lgbtq+ characters and relationships.

i prefer nsfw or romance plots, but i am also open to writing sfw or non-romantic plots. i enjoy both canon-compliant and canon-divergent plots, as well as alternate universe settings such as modern aus/college aus/etc.

i am open to writing kink or darker themes, but ONLY with prior discussion about the topics with my partner beforehand.

as i stated before, i am an adult above the age of 21, so i prefer partners within a similar age range. again: minors please dni.

i am open to writing with ocs, but i mostly prefer to write canon characters/ships. i am flexible with characters i will write as, so if you have a preferred character you are looking for, let me know and i'll see what i can do!

i welcome discussion and communication ooc with my partners, but i am not interested in anything outside of friendship and fictional roleplay. please do not engage in any type of personal roleplay with me, as it will make me uncomfortable and i will block if necessary.

fandoms i write for: jujutsu kaisen (jjk), modao zushi/the untamed (mdzs), tian guan ci fu/heaven official’s blessing (tgcf), the husky and his white cat shizun (erha/2ha), bungo stray dogs (bsd), hades (video game), greek mythology and more! these are my current favorites, but i am open to others upon request.

like/reblog this post or shoot me a message and i will be so glad to chat with you. thank you for reading!

#jujutsu kaisen rp #jjk rp #modao zushi rp #the untamed rp #mdzs rp #tian guan ci fu rp #heaven official’s blessing rp #tgcf rp #the husky and his white cat shizun rp #bungo stray dogs rp #bsd rp #hades rp #greek mythology rp

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wangxianficfinder · 1 year

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In the mood for a Fic...

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1. itmf a fic where wen ning kinds like wei ying or they have a thing going but still wangxian endgame?? idk if anything like this exists 😔 thanks🫶🏼

The Martial Arts Instructor Fic You Didn't Know You Needed by enbysaurus_rex (M, 423k, wangxian, LWJ & LSZ & WWX, WWX & Wen remnants, WQ & WWX & WN, modern, martial arts, everyone lives au, not canon compliant, WWX has ADHD, autistic LWJ, pining, enby WWX, implied/referenced alcoholism, PTSD, slow burn, chronic illness, found family, polyamory negotiations, JC & WWX reconciliation, Single Parent WWX, Single Parent LWJ) #1 is a hard ask but in this Martial Arts Instructor fic the author describes WN/WWX in a QPR bcuz WN is aro & WX is still endgame

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2. For the itmf I would love y’all favorite Xuanli live fics! Fix-it, time travel, fierce corpses, all options welcome. Thank you!! @the-vaguely-shifting-void

Posthumous by EHyde (T, 8k, XuanLi, Canon Divergence, PG necrophilia, aka zombie kisses, Not quite a fix-it, zombie jzx au, [Podfic] Posthumous by sisi_rambles) I'll share my own fic for 2

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3. hi! can you recommend me some nice jgy and wwx friendship? thank you!

Peony to Lotus series by Deriliarch (T, 65k, JYL/JGY, wangxian, canon divergence, arranged marriage, demisexual character, demiromantic character, fix-it, slice of life, angst)

Meng Yao vs. the Board of the Homeowner's Association Series by Ariaste (M/T, 119k, WIP, XiYao, WangXian, Modern AU, Established Relationship, xiyao and wangxian are both already married, Family Feels, Domestic Fluff, Family Bonding, Slice of Life, Discussions of Past Trauma, wwx's canonical kinks, HOAverse)

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4. omg!! I really loved the recommended fics before!!!!!!!! thank you very very much!!!!❤️💙

anywaysーI really liked those fics where CCSR and WCZ survived and WY was never orphaned;;; I would really like to read more!!! (the comedy potential of LZ meeting WY's parents lol) thank you in advance!!!!💙❤️💙❤️ @tinafaye

A Mother’s Curse (A Mother’s Blessing) by Eudoxia (E, 33k, WangXian, A/B/O Dynamics, Omega WWX, Alpha LWJ, Huli Jing LWJ, Huli Jing WWX, Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Curses, Case Fic, Animal Transformation, Arranged Marriage, Misunderstandings, No Sunshot Campaign, No Yīn Iron (The Untamed TV), Mentions of Ace LXC, Mentions of Ace WN, XuanLi, XiNing, ChengSongQing, Knotting, Rimming, Blow Jobs, Oral Sex, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Mating Bites, Mating Bond, Size Kink, Mpreg, Pregnancy, Pregnant Sex, LWJ and WWX Have a Breeding Kink, Intersex Male Omegas, Vaginal Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Cunnilingus, Squirting) parent reveal is quite late, but lwj step parent interaction is there!

Burn It All Down by nekojita (M, 94k, WIP, WangXian, XuanLi, Canon Divergence, CSSR Lives, BAMF CSSR, Sentient Burial Mounds, Burial Mounds Ensemble as Family, Rogue Cultivator WWX)

Wújī by FairyTaleDreams (M, 50k, WIP, WangXian, Canon Divergence, WCZ & CS Lives, Rouge cultivator WWX)

Resplendence by FrozenMarVel (E, 159k, WIP, WangXian, Canon Divergence, WCZ & CS Lives, Different first meeting, Fluff, Crossdressing, Love at first sight, Fix-it of sorts)

The Wei of family by HikariNoHimeWriter (E, 46k, wangxian, CSSR/WCZ, underage, everyone lives au, ABO, Rogue cultivator WWX, omega WWX, alpha LWJ, first time, falling in love, genius WWX, WWX & CSSR have ADHD, hurt/comfort, fluff, smut, love confessions, mating bond, not JC friendly, not YZY friendly, mpreg)

From the Warm Sun by sunshine_sparrow (T, 58k, WangXian, CSSR & WWX, CSSR & LQR, Discussion of Rape, Period-Typical Sexism, Mostly CQL but probably some MDZS too, CSSR Lives, Madam Lán Lives, Qingheng-jun lives, But WCZ Still Dies, Fix-It, Happy Ending, All Soft and Very Little Angst, the wens live, Yīn Iron, Good Person MY, Good Person LQR)

The Return of Cangse Sanren by milesofheart (T, 52k, WIP, WangXian, CSR/WCZ, Canon Divergence, CSR & WCZ Live, Angst with a happy ending, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Burial Mounds days, BAMF CSR)

Cartwheels In Cloud Recesses Series by ShanaStoryteller (Not Rated, 23k, WangXian, CSSR/WCZ, CSSR and WCZ Live, Cloud Recesses Study Arc, Cloud Recesses Shenanigans)

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5. For the next ITMF I would like to request some fics that have WWX and LWJ in the first stages of a relationship where one of them is experiencing a healthy relationship for the first time. So I'm looking for a fic where something goes bad (even the smallest of things) and one of them expects the other to be mad and lash out at them (either physically or emotionally), but is surprised when they don't, because they're so used to be treated badly by their significant other. @blueghost13

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6. hello! in the next ITMF it’d be lovely to have some fics where lan zhan finally snaps and yells at everyone INCLUDING wei ying @nickthecornstar

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7. Hi! Thanks for your blog!

I'm in the mood for Lan Zhan falling in love with chubby Wei Ying. If possible modern au. Self esteem issues and lz adoration, appreciation and protectiveness.

Thank you! 😉 @best-before-end

things you've done by everythingispoetry (M, 19k, wangxian, modern, college/university au, living together, childhood trauma, eating disorders, control issues, body image, the excruciating process of recovery, non-sexual submission, weight issues, body worship) altho this fic has a different vibe from what the asker seems to ask? be sure to read the tags first

leave all your love and your longing behind by ScarlettStorm (E, 143k, WangXian, Modern AU, no magic, Meet-Ugly, Panic Attacks, autistic lwj, neurodivergent wwx, the neighborhood asshole dog, if you’ve met one then you know, Hurt/Comfort, Pining, Minor Angst, major shenanigans, Happy Ending, for everyone including the asshole dog, Eventual Smut, switch rights, Sex Toys, horny yearning, Masturbation) might fit, it has a scene where lwj appreciates wwx's muffin top

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8. itmf fic that focus on wwx's first time coming to the jiang's house (can be canon/modern). preferably with lots of focus on how wwx feels abt the entire thing

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9. I was hoping for the next iitmf if the lovely people who search diligently, could use their amazing ability that I lack, could see if there are any fics where it is Jiang Yanli who is uncomfortable/homophobic with WangXian being together. Please and Thank You. :) @lizzybgood

The F-Word by raspberrymocha (M, 10k, WangXian, Modern AU, Family Dynamics, Established Relationship, Implied/Referenced Homophobia, Humor, Fluff, Light Angst, Weddings, Engagement, Marriage Proposal, Implied/Referenced Sex, 5+1 Things, Heteronormativity)

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10. Hi! Thank you mads for all the hard work you do, you guys are the backbone of this fandom <3

For ITMF I would like to request some siblings fluff, like protective Jiang Yanli and Jiang Cheng with Wei Wuxian, (shijie dotting on his shidi is the best!). And also, if I could have some friendship between tge peakcock and A-Xian it would be great! (I know is a bit ooc but I do need it as reference 😅 @astarlith

A Full Sun (A Bright Moon) by Pip (Moirail) (E, 52k, wangxian, modern, bdsm, rope bondage, safe words, safe sane & consensual, fluff & smut, phone sex, getting together, comfort no hurt, hand feeding)

🧡 To have and to hold by Moominmammashandbag (M, 78k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Major character injury, CQL verse, Happy Ending) fits the ask! Siblings being protective and jzx&wwx friendship

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11. So I guess this would be itmf... I have a friend who only decides to watch new shows after reading some fic and getting invested in a ship. I have told her a lot about wangxian and she asked me to rec her a few fics. I'm overwhelmed by the idea of trying to win someone over with only one or two fics so I thought people here might help. She likes the CNC dynamic and their general kinkiness, so that should def be included. She also likes angst w/a happy ending, hurt/comfort. Also something that isn't overwhelming to someone who doesn't know the plot or terminology.

Nothing too spoilery, although I know it can be hard to avoid--maybe aus where they still have same dynamic/similar meeting and relationship progression but different main plot? Idk. I'm open to whatever. Just really wanna win her over!

Tl;Dr if you could have someone read only one (kinky, explicit) wangxian fic, what would it be? @moku-youbi

perhaps either

Content Warning: Romance by Ariaste (M, 5k, WangXian, BDSM, Praise Kink, nonsexual kink, which turns into sexual kink, wwx's canonical fetishes, Kink Negotiation)

turn towards the sun by Ariaste (E, 21k, WangXian, Kushiel's Legacy Fusion, The Night Court (Kushiel's Legacy), Kink Negotiation, Courtesans, Intimacy, BDSM, Consent, Wangxian's canonical fetishes, roughly Cloud Recesses-era, Extracurricular Kissing, Impact Play, Kink Experimentation, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse)

Most People Don't Actually Go Fuck Themselves by orphan_account (E, 14k, WangXian, Post-Canon, book canon, Rape Play, fully consensual, Exhibitionism, Body Swap)

The Jade Chamber by raitala (E, 18k, wangxian, modern w/ magic, case fic, pining, angst w/ happy ending, hurt/comfort, getting together, trapped together, there’s only one bed, light bondage, masturbation, oral sex, emotional baggage, ghosts) Maybe?

the earthquake in the room by phnelt (E, 39k, WangXian, College/University, Modern: No Powers, Canada, Getting Together, Mentions of lwj/others, inter-faculty romance, strangers to lovers to frenemies to lovers, mostly book characterisation) or maybe even this one?

❤️ get wild by aroceu (E, 23k, WangXian, Modern AU, Rivals With Benefits, Basketball, Under-negotiated Kink, Dom/sub, College/University, Fist Fights, top LWJ, bottom WWX, Dom LWJ, sub wwx)

Whistler by carriecmoney (T, 108k, wangxian, modern, office au, texting, artifact fiction, Canada, embedded images, epistolary, animated gifs, pining, multimedia, inventor WWX, lawyer LWJ, implied sexual content, covid happens) For #11 with the caveat that it doesn’t have the kinks - It does have the similar meeting/relationship progression and plot points in a modern Canadian au. It’s also the fic that got me into the fandom after I randomly came across it and led to me reading more and watching the show so maybe it can do the same for your friend

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12. Hi! For the next itmf is there any good older!lwj/younger!wwx fics?

The Season of Fire by Magnolia822 (E, 31k, WangXian, Age Difference, Mutual Pining, Forbidden Love, Coming Out, Brief WWX/other, Homophobia, Modern AU, Unsafe Sex, Slow Burn, Lovers to Friends to Lovers)

Many happy returns. by orange_crushed (E, 25k, WangXian, Modern AU, Mistaken Identity, Misunderstandings, Grief/Mourning, Loss of Parent(s), Implied/Referenced Suicide, Past Suicide of a Parent, References to Depression, Anxiety, Therapy, References to Anti-Depressant Medications, Escort Service, Loneliness, Everybody’s Abandonment Issues, Angst and Fluff and Smut, Angst with a Happy Ending, Domestic Fluff, Moving In Together, Oral Sex, Penetrative Sex, Hopeful Ending, Recovery, References to Escorting/Sex Work but No Actual Escorting/Sex Work)

Unexpected by MxModern (E, 10k, WangXian, Modern AU, Escort WWX, Sex Worker WWX, CEO LWJ, Past LXC/WWX, Ass to Mouth, Anal Sex)

Wangji's Beautiful Stranger by xxxMiaHikarixxx (G, 34k, WIP, WangXian, Modern AU, Soulmates, older lwj, younger wwx, LWJ is So Whipped, Modern: No Powers, Not Jiang Family Friendly)

Share Some Light With Me by GusuBunnie (Not Rated, 13k, Canon Divergence, WangXian Get a Happy Ending, Fluff and Angst, Domestic, Mentor LWJ/Student WWX, Mutual Pining, Getting Together, Romance, Cloud Recesses, Supportive LXC, Sweet, Angst with a Happy Ending)

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13. Hi, first time asking,

Are there any fics where Wangxian are married or in a relationship but comes a third wheel who tries to break their relationship or tries to impress lwj but lwj as always loves wwx only. Thanks keep up the great work <3

Coincidence is Another Man's Fate by TriviasFolly (M, 164k, WangXian, Modern AU, A/B/O Dynamics, Omegaverse, Alpha LWJ, Omega wwx, Implied/Referenced Sexual Harassment, Getting Together, fated pairs, Eventual Attempted Sexual Assult and Recovery, Modern Setting - Office, Mpreg) It may be a little left field, and mind the tags, but for no. 13

What if...Lan Zhan wasn't a Moron? by Asmayi (E, 16k, WangXian, one-sided WangYu, Professor LWJ, Engineer WWX, Modern AU, POV Alternating, Dorks in Love, Anal Sex, Tender Sex, Jealousy, Insecurity, Hurt/Comfort, Self-Esteem Issues, Dirty Talk, Protective LWJ, Not MXY friendly, Blow Jobs, Possessive Behavior, Body Worship, Angst with a Happy Ending, Feminization, Rough Sex, Exhibitionism, Just for the Extra chapter)

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14. Hello, thanks for helping me last time. I came back after so many days. If you have lists for fiction WWX as a war prize, would you please share some? @paraffin22

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15. Thank you for all your hard work! I love this blog so much 🥰 For the next in the mood post could you find some fics where LWJ takes revenge for WWX? It can range from dark like murder to small petty stuff. I just want to see LWJ defending and even avenging WWX. Thank you!!

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16. Hello! do you have list of adopted wwx by hualian, bingqiu etc (not from any cultivation sect like wens, lans, nies)? its a crossover but the crossover list is kinda mix, i specifically want adopted wwx (pref since he was a child). This can be included in the next itmf, i think. Thank uuu

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17. hey! for a future itmf, do you have any recs for wangxian hookups-turned-feelings? thank you for all the work you guys put into this! @wen-ning

got your way with me by vesna (mrsronweasley) (E, 51k, WangXian, Modern AU, Friends With Benefits, Fuckbuddies, wangxian/others very briefly, otherwise it's OTP all the way, lwj FUCKS)

walk my days on a wire by cicer (E, 27k, WangXian, Modern AU, they were business rivals(oh my god they were were business rivals), mentions of mpreg, Pregnancy Kink, Light BDSM, Praise Kink, Dirty Talk, Barebacking, Subspace, Lingerie, Mutual Pining, Bottom LWJ/Top WWX, Intersex) check tags for unwanted content, but two years of discreet hotel hookups turns into feelings

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If you didn’t get an answer to your ask here, don’t forget to make use of @mdzs-kinkmeme and MDZS KINK MEME on Dreamwidth. Authors actually do use them for ideas. You may get what you order!***Your prompt doesn’t have to be kink! Fluff, crack, whatever - it’s all good!***

#wangxian #mdzs #wangxian fic recs #i'm in the mood for a fic #the untamed #wangxian fic search #wangxianficfinder #long post

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