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hulijingemperor2 · 2 years ago

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Xiying: *entering* Huangdi, the caterers were hired.

There will be over 100 types of meals and drinks, and 34 variations of cakes alone.

Yao: did you get his favorite desserts too?

Xiying: yes Huangdi.

Fuying: Huangdi, we ordered the decorations. And gave out invitations, as you ordered.

Yao: splendid. Please add the juniors, especially Jingyi in the list.

Fuying: yes Huangdi.

Yao: someone inform Rusong's staff that breakfast shouldn't be served to him, as I'll handle his breakfast.

Xiying: sure thing, Huangdi.

Mo xuanyu: awwww you're planning Dianxia's birthday??!

Yao: for the last week, yes. *smile*

Su she: oh that's why you send him to visit the Guanyin temple in dongying and spend a vacation in your mansion over there.

Yao: yup. So he can be surprised.

Also it's good that he goes and takes his Nainai's blessings.

Xue yang: everything will be so lit!!

Su she: duh. cuz we have a party planner Huangdi.

Mo xuanyu: Yao gege! The entire city had lanterns with Song'er's name on them. Just like how they did for you on 0220.

Yao: yas! The people here cherish festivals and important dates a lot.

Xue yang: they seem to adore you both a lot.

Mo xuanyu: Song'er is their favorite Dianxia!

The baby of the empire!

Yao: certainly. I wonder if he'll still be a baby when he's Huangdi in the future.

Mo xuanyu: obviously!

Fuying: Huangdi, Dianxia's indoor pool is cleaned, so if his highness wants to turn it into a pool party, he can.

Yao: you guys are doing a marvelous job.

And since that it's my Song'er's birthday, I'll give my whole staff a bonus and some ornaments.

Fuying: you're too kind and gracious, Huangdi.

Xue yang: more like too rich.

Yao: *smiling*

Mo xuanyu: what gift did you buy Song'er?

Yao: just a closet of new outfits, some homemade sweets, and some jewelry.

Xue yang: heehee. Is that all?

Mo xuanyu: it's Yao gege and Dianxia. Obviously there's something else.

Xue yang: he's a diva.

Yao: I bought him a mansion, around Moling.

Su she: awww.

Mo xuanyu: what a rich guy.

Yao: yea, rich and spoilt. But treats people right.

Su she: because he's raised by you.

Yao: *smiling*

Mo xuanyu: where's Lan lips?

Yao: maybe getting a gift for Song'er.

Su she: we'll beat him to it.

Xue yang: yea we'll beat him!

Su she: that's not what I meant.

Xue yang: we'll beat him afterwards!!

Mo xuanyu: let's go get some gifts for little Dianxia, before lipsy buys out the store.

Xue yang: Xichen is broke because of spending on Jiggy. How would he buy out the store!

Su she: you have a point.

Xue yang: literally all his money went to Jiggy.

Mo xuanyu: well that's a must.

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Next Day!! Rusong's birthday 🎂 🥳...

Rusong: *waking up, to see A-Yao, team dimple and a couple of attendants near his bedside.

Yao: happy birthday darling. *kisses him on his forehead*

Rusong: *hugs* thank you A-Die.

Attendants: happy birthday, Dianxia!

Team Dimple: happy birthday little Dianxia.

Rusong: thanks everyone. *smile*

Yao: *strokes his head* sweetheart, I arranged some food for you.

*feeds* it's your favorite dish.

Rusong: mmm. Love it, A-Die.

Yao: glad you do, baby.

*kisses hands* you have gotten so big. You grew so elegantly and well mannered. Also you're very powerful.

Rusong: thanks to you A-Die.

Yao: I'm really proud of you. And may you have a long, cheerful life.

Rusong: *hugs* A-Die. Did you celebrate your birthday at my age?

Yao: sadly no. But as your uncle Zish and I shared the same birthday, he used to sneak in birthday dumplings for me.

And then team D and Zewu Jun would wish me.

I have celebrated a lot when I assumed the role of hulijing emperor.

Rusong: as you should, Big Huangdi.

Yao: yea little Dianxia. Heehee.

Now you got to get ready for the party. I have invited all your friends, and gifted you with a new closet of clothes and accessories.

Rusong: awwww!!

Yao: and there's your gifted mansion in Moling.

Rusong: you got me an entire mansion?!!

Yao: as I should.

You deserve the best, Song'er.

Now freshen up, sweetheart. Friends and family are already on their way.

Rusong: ok.

In the banquet hall 📍.

Zixuan: Song'er, Song'er, Song'er!! *pinches cheeks* happy birthday, baby.

Rusong: thank you! Uncle Zish, those are my cheeks.

Zixuan: that's why I'm pinching them.

Yao: how cute!

Zixuan: our baby got so big.

Zixuan: how old is he? 5?

Rusong: uncle Zish, I'm now 17!

Yao: he's 7.

Rusong: *cutely* A-Die!

Huaisang, who came along as Zixuan's extra attendant: (the two most powerful and strict Huangdis who'll punish you if you do something bad, is adorably pampering a child. Surprising.

But it's Song'er and he's cute so.)

Zixuan: look. I got you some Hetian Jade tablets. Make whatever you want with it.

Rusong: thanks uncle Zish.

Yanli: happy birthday, Song'er. *hugs*

Here's a little lotus pendant for you.

Rusong: aww it's beautiful.

Huaisang: and the gift giving haven't ended yet.

Zixuan: obviously. He's A-Song, Hassang.

Huaisang: dage will arrive soon. You know he spoils him a lot.

Zixuan: as he must. Finally he's doing something resourceful than stressing out Foxy.

Huaisang: when I kidnapped Rusong, dage scolded me.

Zixuan: because you're wicked.

Yao: Zish, Saozi (sis-in-law), do you guys want some refreshments. Come sit.

Zixuan: sure.

Afterwards, A-Yao and Rusong sat together, while his harem members lined up to take a turn to offer their gifts.

Xue yang: Jiggy 2.0. Here's 500 taels in pocket money and couple of your favourite types of candy.

Rusong: aw thanks, uncle muffin.

Huaisang: how did xue yang get so much money?

Xue yang: from pole dancing for Dage. Anything else?

Mingjue: shameless.

Huaisang: *sigh* I'll stay quiet.

Yao: that's from his imperial allowance. I pay team dimple, Huaisang.

Rusong: Team D is filthy rich, lol.

Mo xuanyu: little Dianxia, my cutey pie! Song'er! A-Song! Mini dimples. I know that you love music, and can play various instruments. So I got you a Dizi flute.

Rusong: beautiful! Uncle mo. I love it!

Jiang cheng Song'er, here's a coral outer robe with flowered workings on it.

Rusong: aww, how thoughtful.

Jinling: wait??

Zixuan: doesn't A-ling have the same robe?

Yao: yes. Same details and everything!

That means that~~

Zixuan: A-ling and A-song will be matching!

Yao and Zixuan: Awwwwwwww.

Yao: they'll look so adorable!

Zixuan: Jiang cheng, you made us so happy.

Jiang cheng: the gift wasn't for you.

Zixuan: yea but it was mine and A-Yao's dream to dress up our children in matching outfits.

Yao: anyways, we did it before.

Jiang cheng: well yea I'm sure they will look cute.

Jinling: of course we will!

Rusong: heehee, of course.

Su she and Xichen: Song'er I brought you literature books.

Mo xuanyu: *gasps*

Both: *glancing at each other*

Xichen: Su she.

Su she: Zewu Jun.

My mortal enemy.

Rusong: guys, I love both your books. I'll read them in my free time.

Su she: Song'er don't worry. I'll deal with it.

Yao: it's an ancient rivalry after all.

Xichen: I see that you're still copying the Lans.

Su she: like I would ever copy you.

Xichen: I wanted to buy Song'er literature books.

Su she: how am I supposed to know that, Lan lips.

Xichen: sorry to say, but I think that my literature book is better.

Su she: you're not even the author. And do you even read these dusty books.

Xichen: was it dusty when you stole half our books.

Su she: Achoo!!

Yes it was.

And stop holding a grudge.

Xichen: we know that you're the king of holding grudges.

Su she: I could be whatever today. But Song'er deserves the best.

Xichen: then I declare a literature war!

Su she: Tao Te Ching.

Xichen: Golden Lotus!

Su she: Journey to the west!

Xichen: .......

Su she: Spring and Autumn Annals!

Xichen: classic of poetry!

Su she: A Life In Poetry!

Yao: tied!!

Rusong: *laughing* omg. I love all your books. You didn't need to fight.

Mo xuanyu: Minshan won!!

Xue yang: yea lipsy, Minshan definitely won!!

Mingjue: *hugs* Song'er.

Here's a pair of diamond studded brooches. And best wishes.

Rusong: *smile*

Mingjue: *whispers* you and Yao Huangdi are doing well right?

Not that I care.

Rusong: we're good.

Mingjue: is Huaisang stressing out the emperors?

Rusong: he's behaving for now.

Huaisang: dage I could hear you!

And Song'er I'm giving you one of my favorite fans.

Rusong: thanks uncle Sang.

Mingjue: tell him that you're sorry for kidnapping him.

Zixuan: and you better mean it.

Huaisang: I'm sorry for kidnapping you.

Mingjue: and you'll never do it again!

Huaisang: *sobs* and I'll never do it again.

Yao: right!

Su she: see how decent you look Huaisang.

Mo xuanyu: but you're still a disaster.

Later on.

Jinling: A-Song! Happy birthday!!

Jingyi: *playfully punches him* Dianxia!!

Jinling: you're too rough.

Jingyi: you're not the boss of me.

Ouyang Zizhen: I bought you a gift.

Sizhui: happy birthday, Rusong.

Rusong: haha, thank you guys!!

Ouyang Zizhen: your A-Die's place is massive! Don't you get lost?.

Rusong: nop. I memorized the entire palace.

Jinling: he's gifted, Zizhen. Duh! And how would he get lost in his own house.

Jingyi: I got lost in the cloud recesses once.

Oh wait. I was drunk that time. Sizhui said he found me on top of Master Qiren's table.

Rusong: did Master Qiren catch you?

Sizhui: surprisingly no.

Ouyang Zizhen: lol.

Rusong: come guys, let's go eat. Then we can chill over at my place.

Ouyang Zizhen: woww, you have your own mansion??!

Rusong: yea. Two actually.

Jinling: duh!!

Jingyi: *mouth full* Rusong....Rusong. did you tell him yet?

Rusong: oh yes I did.

Jingyi: what did he say!!!

Rusong: he said to wait a bit and research on hulijings.

Jingyi: YASS!!! I'll do anything to be a Dianxia!

Jinling: *spits out some tea* Dianxia???

Jingyi: yes Jinling. What else?!

Sizhui: awww.

Ouyang Zizhen: you better marry someone rich and beautiful.

Rusong: he wants A-Die to adopt him.

Jinling: you....want to he my cousin?? Oh gosh. I need to drink some of Wei Da Jiu's emperor's smile.

Jingyi: like I want to be your cousin!!

Rusong: well you would be, Jingyi. Heehee.

Jingyi: guess that I'll pester princess Jin even more.

Jinling: don't you dare.

Sizhui: I think it would be cute if Huangdi adopts you.

Rusong: right!

Jinling: help lol.

Ruosng: let's try some food guys.

Jingyi: your roasted duck tasted amazing, Rusong.

Rusong: thanks to the caterers.

*tries a piece of cake* mmmm. Amazing!

Jinling: yea, it's really tasty.

Ouyang Zizhen: excellent chefs you got here. *gobbling down some shrimp dumplings*

Jingyi: where did you get that?! I want to taste it!!

Rusong: *eating fried rice and pork belly.*

Jingyi: loved the dumplings!

#the huli jing emperor #foxyao #dimpledlianfang #rusong #jin guangyao #jin zixuan #meng yao #part 2 #su she #the untamed #hulijing emperor 2

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erotica-hooligan · 2 years ago

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2022 Writing Roundup

2022 was a rough year. Rougher than 2020 but not quite as rough as 2021. I wrote 100,035 words, give or take a few. I finished a fic today that isn't here because it's not beta read yet. No worries, it will show up here next year.

I kicked off the year with some 3zun BDSM AU, wrote some Beefleaf in there, and ended it with some Critical Role RPF I wrote to raise money for my friend Ryn!

So without further delay, the list:

10 5 30 15, Nieyao, background xiyao. Rated E, 4.9k. Jin Guangyao finds a moment of clarity. BDSM Club AU than my body, to have in your fingers, xiyao. Rated E, 5.1k. This is Jin Guangyao, unpleasant and wanting. This is Lan Xichen, endlessly giving. A follow-up to (trembling ever so little), ageplay.

Five More, Nielan, future 3zun. Rated E. 7K. Lan Xichen visits the Unclean Realm and Nie Mingjue to play and be seen. A return to the BDSM Club AU

A Full Punishment, no ship, but Lan Qiren administering punishment to Lan Xichen. Rated E. 7K Lan Xichen accepts his punishment for losing his virginity outside of a sanctioned relationship. First, a private humiliation, then a very public corporal correction. A D/s AU and kinkmeme fill. Very much mind the tags.

Little Kit, Xiyao. Rated E. 3.5K Xichen has a very special gift for Meng Yao's birthday. A follow-up to The Love you Long to See. Ageplay.

Meimei, 3zun. Rated E. 1K Meng Yao gets what she's asking for when she teases Mingjue and Xichen. Trans femme Meng Yao. Written as a fundraiser as a prompt fic. what they project (what I become), Xiyao. Rated E. 21.3K Becoming a companion in heat to an omega clan heir is a tradition with a rich history. An honorable position—yet Jin Guangyao can only see it as another way of selling himself. It is the price of his name as Jin; it is the price of his acceptance.

How high of a price rests entirely upon the kindness of Zewu-jun and the Lan.

Eight Minutes, Xiyao. Rated E. 1.4k A public scene in the Cloud Recesses between Lan Xichen and Jin Guangyao. BDSM Club AU. Written as a fundraiser as a prompt fic.

Choke, Beefleaf. Rated E. 1.6k MAJOR ARCHIVE WARNINGS APPLY. What better way to destroy someone than letting them fall in love with you? Written as a fundraiser as a prompt fic.

let it rest, Xiyao. Rated M. 1.5K Meng Yao asks for what he needs. A return to my 25/7/TPE AU. Written as a fundraiser as a prompt fic.

Magic Portal, Critical Role RPF, Matt/Tal. Rated M.1.2K Taliesin finds a unique way to narrow the world down to just the two of them. Nonsexual ageplay. Written as a fundraiser as a prompt fic.

Doubled, 3zun. Rated E. 7K Lan Xichen is lovingly taken apart by two of the men he loves most in the world.

Care, Xiyao. Rated E. 3.4K In which Xichen lovingly, carefully, takes A-Yao apart.

Mane Attraction, "Original M/M". Rated E 4.7K Love means trying new things, and Fenglin is happy to stretch to give his partner Haoyun what he needs. Is this RPF? NO BODY KNOWS YOU CAN'T PROVE ANYTHING WHO ARE YOU THE FUCKING COPS?

Delineation, Original M/M. Rated E. 12.3K A celebration of kink, self-discovery, and friendship.

His own attraction and sexuality aren't something he can quantify. Geoff loves taxonomies—he literally has an advanced degree related to them—but nothing works personally. His home library is arranged by the Library of Congress classification system, but his sexuality? He can't neatly slot himself onto the shelf somewhere, a tidy leather-bound book labeled Geoffrey Schaal. People don't work like that.

you put my words to use, wangxian. Rated E. 2.8K Lan Zhan returns from a night hunt to catch Wei Ying in a compromising position, only to unintentionally unearth a not-so-hidden fantasy of Wei Ying's. Ageplay.

thank you ma'am. Original F/F. Rated E. 4.9K An eventful car ride. (BDSM, semi public sex, established relationship) Waterworks, Xiyao F/F Genderswap. Rated E. 3.5K The fic where Lan Xichen does her best to be a good girl for A-Yao. She doesn't fail, but it feels like it.

this and that of you, Jin Guangyao/Qin Su, Rated E. 3.6K A follow up to funny that they say they belong to each other when one is married Qin Su's had a long day for another. They both have. He's spoiled her in ways he would never for another partner, but how could he not? Some things were made to be pampered. "I'm tired of being a person," Qin Su answers, a sulky pout pushing out her lower lip.

i don't need anyone but you're not anyone, Niecest. Rated E. 1K A night around the D&D table ends with Nie Mingjue's character dead, but it revives something between Mingjue and Huaisang. More Normal Than Not, Nielan. Rated E. 2.5K Lan Xichen discovers he has a holding kink.

Melt, Critical Role RPF, Matt/Marisha. Rated M. 1.5K Marisha helps Matt come back to himself after a night at the table. Written as a fundraiser as a prompt fic.

#my fic #fic roundup

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drwcn · 1 year ago

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krysaniar: Hi there I hope that you are well....... Will it be too much to hope for even a snipped in Discordance???

Yes! I really want to finish Discordance some day, and this gave me motivation to write it for the first time in... forever!

A fun and minimal angst snippet! This can be seen as the beginning of the next chapter (aka chap 8). Ch1-7 are on AO3

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Into the second month of the year, Wei Wuxian's patience finally snaps.

On a snowy February morning, on a day of rest when the disciples are free to go about their private business, enjoy their leisure, Wei Wuxian seeks out Lan Wangji at jingshi, and in thinking them firm friends, unloads his woes on him all at once.

It's been five months since his wedding night, and Wei Wuxian is still - for the lack of a better word - a virgin.

"Lan Zhan why won't your brother sleep with me??" He claims, hands thrown up in the air, pacing back and forth in frustration, "Does he not think I'm attractive enough? Is that it?! I mean sure Zewu-jun is the most handsome of our generation but I'm not ugly…am I, Lan Zhan?" He pauses, twisting around to give his friend a wounded look.

Lan Wangji stares at him in silence, his neutral expression unreadable, but the gods know he is utterly petrified by this line of questioning. Wei Wuxian sighs, shoulders drooping in defeat. Dropping down across the table from the other man, he leans forward to gaze at him with baleful eyes and asks,

“I don’t understand why he won’t sleep with me, Lan Zhan! It’s been months since the wedding! Look here, be straight with me Lan Zhan." Wei Wuxian reaches across the table to take his wrist and implores with desperation and honesty and not a single clue of the turmoil he is creating. "I’m attractive, right? Pretty, one could even say? If you were my husband, you’d want to sleep with me, right?!”

Frozen, Lan Wangji is unable to respond, because what can he say?

That he dreams of it every night and is tormented by the very idea Wei Ying is now carelessly but innocently proposing, that he grows gracelessly jealous every time Lan Xichen so much as breathes in Wei Ying's general direction, and then - most ironically - angry when his brother doesn't do more.

But how can he tell Wei Ying this?

He remembers the night of his birthday, and the enchanted lights dancing like stars upon the snow. The talisman had lasted a full stick of essence of time; firebugs and butterflies made out of Wei Ying's golden spiritual energy lit the night aglow.

Cloud Recesses after dark was cold, but the plum cider had been warm and sweet in Lan Wangji's belly. On the porch of Jingshi, Wei Wuxian had huddled up against his side for warmth, his gaze hazy with exhaustion and alcohol. He had turned up his face from where his head had rested against Lan Wangji's shoulders and blinked at his companion, so unfairly endearing and oblivious about his own beauty.

"What should I do, Lan Zhan?"

Lan Wangji had taken a moment longer to answer, unable to look away. "I think Wei Ying should do what makes Wei Ying happy. Your happiness, that is what is important."

"Lan Zhan is so wise." Wei Ying had grinned at him, bright as the morning sun at midnight. He had shifted his head again, nudging Lan Wangji in the shoulder until he found a comfortable position, and then closed his eyes. "Whoever Lan Zhan loves must be very lucky indeed."

Lan Wangji does not consider himself lucky. What fortune is there to be found in a life resigned to the sideline, watching the man you love, love another? Because no matter what shameful dreams he has when he closes his eyes each night, none of it will ever come to fruition. Between the two of them, Wei Ying is the only one who still stands a chance to be happy, even if it means that happiness is found in the arms of Lan Xichen. If that is what would make Wei Ying happy, Lan Wangji will help him achieve that end no matter his own feelings. Besides, it's already too late for him - Wei Ying could never be his.

Lan Wangji extracts his hand from Wei Wuxian's hold and repeats his earlier statement. "Do what makes you happy, Wei Ying. If it is…xiongzhang's attention you desire, I…can try to help."

Wei Wuxian blinks in surprise. "That…" Then his innocent face breaks into a grin. "That's great, Lan Zhan! You know your brother the best. You must know what he likes and dislikes. So…how do you suppose I go about seducing Zewu-jun?"

Well for one, maybe stop calling him Zewu-jun. Lan Wangji wants to say, but holds his tongue. In truth he has no idea how exactly one goes about acquiring the attention of one's objective of affection. If he does, well he wouldn't exactly be stuck in his current predicament, now would he? He would have his Wei Ying in his lap, or in his bed, or on his floor, or on any available surface, providing him with all the carnal pleasure in the world…

…which, alright, so he doesn't exactly know how one goes about pleasing one's love physically, but he's sure he could read about it and find out. There must be resources on this stuff right? Or do everyone else just figure it out naturally?

Lan Wangji mentally shakes himself. Heavens… what exactly is he thinking?! His thoughts are rapidly devolving into fantasies these days, and his fantasies are even more rapidly deteriorating into delusions…

"I don't know." He finally admits.

Wei Wuxian groans and flops onto his back, staring into the ceiling in despair. "Right, because how could you know… you're a big virgin too."

Logically, Lan Wangji knows Wei Ying does not mean to insult him, but he nevertheless still has to fight the instinctive urge to bristle at his friend's words. And really, it's not as if he wants Wei Ying to think he's some kind of philandering rake - because he's not, he is in fact A Big Virgin just as Wei Ying says - but an illogical, native, primal part of him wants Wei Ying to acknowledge the fact that he, Lan Wangji, is a hot-blooded male who can and will… uhm…drive home the point if he's called upon.

"There must be others more knowledgeable than us."

Wei Wuxian rolls his eyes. "Well obviously, but it's not the kind of thing I can just go and seek help from any random stranger, can I? Oh hello good sir, ma'am, can you teach me how to get my husband to unleash the beast within and fuck me silly -"

It's Wei Ying's way of speaking that suddenly sparks an idea. Lan Wangji stands abruptly, partially to act upon that inspiration, but mostly to get Wei Wuxian to shut the hell up. "Wait here."

Wei Wuxian stares after him curiously as he goes to a wooden chest beside his bookshelf usually reserved for keeping old books he's grown bored of. He rummages through it in a way that is somehow still proper and dignified, before pulling out a stack of something.

Lan Wangji's handsome, usually impassive face is very obviously pinched when he returns and hands the stack to Wei Wuxian. "Here."

His ears are beet red.

"Okay…?" Wei Wuxian takes the offered pages, a little flummoxed. Then he looks down and nearly suffers a qi deviation.

Now, let's be real here, what Wei Wuxian lacks in real life experience, he more than makes up for in theory, and what mischievous curious youth as such himself hasn't flipped through a yellow book once or twice in their free time? Even someone as stick-up-the-ass as Jiang Cheng has on occasion perused the scandalous literatures, but this - this is -

The images assaulting his eyes are positively filthy!

"Lan Zhan?!"

"I confiscated them from Nie Huaisang. He was here for three summers before he finally passed. Many such works were distributed by him."

Ah yes, Nie Huaisang. Nie-zongzhu's little brother. Wei Wuxian remembers him; they hung out quite a lot the summer he and Jiang Cheng had come to Gusu. The boy was a positive hoot. He failed that year of course, and which was probably why he had to repeat his summer studies two more times.

Still -

"And you didn't burn these immediately?! God-damnnn, Lan Zhan, don't tell me - man oh man I would've never pegged you for -"

Lan Wangji narrows his eyes at him before he can finish. How dare he judge him?! When he's the only one currently actively contributing to their seduction scheme.

"Alright sorry, sorry," Wei Wuxian laughs, wiping tears from his eyes as he sits up properly. "Did you look through these?"

"No." And that is the truth. He had looked at the first two pages out of teenage curiosity and was put off immediately by the amount of touching that apparently intercourse required, thus had resolutely put it away. He'd never felt the need or urge to indulge in such matters. Up until a couple months ago, he'd been positively sure he was above all that.

Turns out he was wrong.

Wei Wuixan has enough grace not to ask then why did he keep all this contraband. His giggles take on a hysterical edge as he flips through Nie Huaisang's filthy goods. "I - I honestly don't think I can do any of this?! I mean look at this one - how is this even possible????"

Wei Wuxian shoves a page at Lan Wangji's face, who considers it for moment, and silently disagrees. They all look entirely possible, and quite frankly, it's making him a little hot under the collars imagining…well…

Maybe this is a bad idea.

"Why don't we start simple."

Wei Wuxian's eyes are fixated on a drawing of a man being restrained by some floatation talisman "Uh-huh….like what?"

Lan Wangji sighs and slaps a blank page over all the sin that has captivated his partner in crime, jolting Wei Wuxian out of his reverie. "Like clothing."

"Clothing? As in…?"

"Yes."

"Well I'll be damned, Lan Zhan. Let's go buy me some lingerie."

there comes a time in every resident's rotation where she must do a grand round presentation...

while this is terrible for my happiness and general health and state of well-being, this bodes well for my fanfic writing neurons..which has been beaten down by exhaustion but is awaken by the opportunity for procrastination.

is there anything anyone still care about in my archive of unfinished work? lol

#cql #the untamed #wangxian #corie fics #cql ficlet #discordance #discau

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