#the untamed: special edition

[accio-victuuri]

xiao laoshi is so pretty 😍😍😍😍

[wangxian-the-zhijis]

The fact that this official special MV was edited this way 😭

It was edited like LWJ was walking toward WWX as opposed to what actually happened where LWJ walked away from WWX and they separated ways.

[dramalocks]

☇ 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚔: 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚍/ 𝚖𝚍𝚣𝚜

☇✈ lan zhan + wei wuxian ; the untamed ♡❞

☇ like or reblog ⋮ © namaria

☇ don’t repost our edits

[candidsoup]

does anyone know where you can still watch the Untamed Special edition? I was meaning to watch that. Now only the first 3 eps of it are available on Youtube for me (just like with the regular version). I am in the US. This is vexing :(

[glosschi]

Assholes think alike, hand in hand they rot in hell together.

The Untamed Special Edition

[dandelionfairywish]

MXTX collection

MXTX adaptations of their work

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the founder of diabolism season 1, 2, 3

heaven official blessing season 1 and 2

scumbag system seson 1

live action

 The Untamed Chinese Drama - 2019, 50 episodesWei Wu Xian and Lan Wang Ji, two talented disciples of respected clans, meet during cultivation training and accidentally discover a secret carefully hidden for many years. Taking on the legacy of their ancestors, they decide to rid the world of the ominous threat. But in a dramatic turn of events, Wei Wu Xian dies. Sixteen years later, Wei Wu Xian is brought back to life through a self-sacrificing ritual. He conceals himself behind a mask and assumes the identity of his summoner. Soon, Wei Wu Xian reunites with Lan Wang Ji and they start working together to solve the mysteries of the present and unravel the truth behind the events in the past.

The Untamed Special Edition Chinese Special - 2019, 20 episodesA 20-episode cut of The Untamed made for better integration and comprehension of the series. This special edition focuses more on Lan Wangji/Lan Zhan and Wei Wuxian/Wei Ying

The Living Dead Chinese Movie - 2019Near Qishan Mountain, there is a little town called Fu Feng, which is nicknamed the "City That Never Turns Dark". There, lies a legend of the "Lit Lamp Murderer". Wen Ning arrives at Fu Feng, and he realizes the abnormality of the town; the whole town is filled only with the weak and sick; and is very run down. When the night arrives, Wen Ning purposefully lit up a lamp to attract ghost shadows. Just as he was about to capture them, a ray of blue sword light appears and the black shadow disappears. Wen Ning looks up, and sees his famillar friend, Lan Sizhui. Wen Ning and Lan Sizhui decides to work together and solve the mystery and capture the culprit behind the mysterious incidents

Fatal Journey Chinese Movie - 2020Near Qishan Mountain, there is a little town called Fu Feng, which is nicknamed the "City That Never Turns Dark". There, lies a legend of the "Lit Lamp Murderer". Wen Ning arrives at Fu Feng, and he realizes the abnormality of the town; the whole town is filled only with the weak and sick; and is very run down. When the night arrives, Wen Ning purposefully lit up a lamp to attract ghost shadows. Just as he was about to capture them, a ray of blue sword light appears and the black shadow disappears. Wen Ning looks up, and sees his famillar friend, Lan Sizhui. Wen Ning and Lan Sizhui decides to work together and solve the mystery and capture the culprit behind the mysterious incidents

Eternal Faith Chinese Drama - 0000, 60 episodesEight hundred years ago, Xie Lian was the Crown Prince of the Xianle kingdom, beloved by the citizens. He ascended to the Heavens at a young age of 17; however, due to unfortunate circumstances, he was quickly banished back to the mortal realm. Years later, he ascends again–only to be banished again a few minutes after his ascension. Now, eight hundred years later, Xie Lian ascends to the Heavens for the third time as the laughingstock among all three realms. To accumulate merits in order to make compensation, he travels to the mortal realm and eliminates evil. In the mortal realm, he is accompanied by two little immortal officers from the Heavens, and on his first task, he meets a mysterious ghost king named Hua Cheng who rules the ghost world and terrifies the Heavenly Officials. Yet unknown to Xie Lian, Hua Cheng has been paying attention to him for a very, very long time. In a series of incidents, Xie Lian gradually unveils the hidden secrets of the heavenly realms. ( To be aired)

 The Scum Villain's Self-Saving System Chinese Drama - 0000Shen Yuan finds himself in the world of a stallion novel (Proud Immortal Demon Way) that he likened to trash shortly before he died. He finds himself transmigrated into the body of Shen Qingqiu, the titular "scum villain" who, in the novel's canon, eventually gets killed by the actual protagonist Luo Binghe for being a cruel and sadistic teacher. Determined to avoid the same fate, Shen Yuan uses his knowledge of the novel's plot and tropes to endear himself to the characters (especially Luo Binghe), which would ensure that he keeps his life. Unfortunately for him, he's accompanied by a video game-like "system" that monitors and grades his actions, keeping him from taking too many liberties with how his character acts and how the story progresses. And if he ignores its warnings, the consequences will be deadly. Thus his foray into the world of cultivation begins... ( to be flimed )

[faeratil]

Can you imagine someone starting The Untamed - Special Edition without having any prior knowledge of the show/source material/other adaptations, and the absolute shock later on since the SE doesn’t start with THAT SCENE???

I think I would scream

[noodles1234]

My sarcastic notes from The Untamed Special Edition Ep. 9 'The Sunshot Campaign'

- Ah yes I two randomly attack my beloveded with a sword, WHEN HE ONLY HAS A FLUTE.

- What are you really thankfully for WWX.

- A promise you'll keep all of 2 minutes

- Fun late night rooftop chats. (Does this count as a date?)

-The costumes of the extras really aren't great.

-Well there is the reason you learnt to ride a horse to flirt (Does this also count as a date, or just travelling?)

- The one woman must be in the only carriage. (Though she does deserve it. Emotional carrying everyone)

- A battle with NO blood. And instead of the flexible swords that you usually see, you get terribly balanced ones.

-I got my answer for the above point, can't jump on them otherwise if they aren't terribly balanced (otherwise you could just stand on them right peacock?)

-The yin iron keeps changing how it works.

-He was on the others side just a minute ago, okay well more like 2 episodes ago. (In relation to JGY)

-Oh he's got one each colour.

-Oh the kids are dead (Why were there kids on the battlefield?)

-He got a point.

-MAP! (Map song from Dora the Explorer)

-This war is way less brutal than the book.

-He can withstand the glowing Yin Iron blast (NMJ).

-It is him (In response to NMJ about JGY)

-Cool twirl

-Go Twin Jades of Lan.

-He can still fight (NMJ).

-I now know don't question the kids on the battlefield field. They let some guy with a flute on. Next it will JYL.

-Saving the damsel in distress cause he brought a flute to a sword fight.

-Now it's fireballs? That explodes people into ashes?

-Stop pretending to follow your promise WWX. You are currently a liability.

-I suppose being basically defenceless on a battlefield is another date?

-Toot toot demon flute time (finally).

- Now it's black smoke?

-He isn't actually playing the flute his fingers aren't moving in time.

-This promise lasted longer than expected (most of the episode or one in a half battles). You shouldn't look that disappointed in him LWJ. He only has his flute with him what did you expect?

-So he's a glitch? (WRH)

-IT. IS. I.

-Or a jedi? (WRH)

-And we all fall down.

-He looks half dead. Good you caught him.

-Oh it's him again. I think this is his triple cross.

-Wow the Sunshot Campaign lasted a whole hour. And was like two on-screen battles.

-Give me my sword.

-Always the peacekeeper (LXC).

-He PLOTTED. (NMJ will remember that. LXC will not.)

-The music is good though.

-Okay so this when their relationship is "bad" and yet they have late night chats, ride together, LWJ protected WWX. WWX kept his promise for most of the Sunshot Campaign. And LWJ is the 2nd person he asks about when he wakes up. And LWJ plays music for him. Yet they keep fighting (I think they're confused).

-She can tell that you like eachother even though you can't.

-Wang Yibo is a really good actor, just the right amount of expression and doesn't have dialogue to back him up.

-Relaxation music WWX is now familiar with it. (Remember that for later.) Also another date.

-He is back (JGY).

-Now there's blood, none during the battles but loads after. (I'm angry)

-And now they are fighting again. I don't think this is a date.

TLDR: two battles and a few dates and 1 episode and then the Sunshot Campaign is over. Sunshot more like Sunshort.

[deezbooiiissss]

My heart :(

The Untamed will be leaving Netflix on October 25th, and apparently leaving Viki as well. Fear not, though, because it is still available to watch for free on YouTube, and it's still on Prime.

See this post for viewing options for GG and DD's projects.

[ce-nedra]

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[wangxian-the-zhijis]

Wei Wuxian smiling fondly at his zhiji as if he’s the most precious thing in the entire cultivation world

The Untamed Special Edition ep. 5

[dramalocks]

☇ 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚔: 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚍/ 𝚖𝚍𝚣𝚜

☇✈ qishan nie clan ; the untamed ♡❞

☇ like or reblog ⋮ © namaria

☇ don’t repost our edits

[intoxicatingimmediacy]

Yesasia. com has the blu-ray box set, but they're stupidly expensive by now.

Youtubes can be downloaded with Video DownloadHelper, it's super convenient, and close to uploader quality (subtitles have to be separately downloaded, but there's tons of free online services, like savesubs). And if you torrent, there was a 2gb per episode one on rarbg, it may still floating around somewhere.

If somebody can point me to a free filehost that will let me store 49gb and won't take them down for copyright (like mediafire often does, and mega only goes to 20), I'm happy to upload?

hey US-dwellers I think Tencent took CQL off YouTube for us?

Or rather, most of it. I can still watch the first three episodes just fine! But when I tried for a later episode...

Luckily, Viki's still got us covered... but now you have to make a free account with the site, whereas before you could watch without being logged in.

Meanwhile, CQL is leaving US Netflix on October 25th! Very rude of them to remove it right before WWX's birthday like that.

If you, like me, live in the US but were totally out of the loop, consider this a PSA!

[candidsoup]

I just started watching the Untamed Special Edition and what the $?!&… the way it starts. In the middle of class at Cloud Recesses, and then we get the intro song, and then we go back to the ~first meeting~ of LWJ and WWX… if we were going to start there why didn’t we just start there instead of the snippet of class? It makes it feel very disjointed when they return to the classroom scene. Idk I didn’t expect that we wouldn’t have the frame story/ flashback thing at all in this. You can tell it really is FOR THE FANS bc they don’t properly introduce the Jiangs because we don’t get any of them traveling or being at the inn prior to getting to Cloud Recesses. Very jarring. I’m just in this for the slightly longer gazes that LWJ and WWX give each other. And the better ending, apparently.

(Also I forgot about the bit where WWX is like “should I get on my knees? [to apologize to you]” OMFG he really is a bratty bottom lmaooo)

[moonchildstyles]

harry at these soccer games…… 🥸🥸🥸 now THATS! my baby daddy prosecco h🥸

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"Sweetheart, are y'almost ready?" 

(Y/N) wanted to roll her eyes, huff out an attitude and shout back to Harry that she'd be ready when she was ready, until she saw the time. 

They were now running fifteen minutes behind.

To be fair, she thought she was doing much better on time than she actually was. She had figured the last time he had shouted to her was only a short two minutes ago, but it appeared he had given her a full ten minutes and she was still working on getting her hair to lay the way she wanted. At least her makeup was done and her outfit was laid out on her bed. 

"Almost," (Y/N) called back over the sound of the hairdryer, working the device a bit quicker over her strands. 

"We need to leave in five minutes, love. We're already running a little late, so try to be ready soon." 

Her lips thinned at his evergreen patience. Now she felt that much more guilty for almost giving him attitude. Besides, today was for him, one of the very few times he allowed himself to be the focus of their activities, the least she could do was hurry up and little and let him enjoy it to the fullest. 

Despite still not being happy with her hair, she took the strands at what they were and turned off the dryer. Worst case, she'd stick a claw clip in and hope that concealed the untamable strands. Rushing back to her bedroom, she made quick work of wiggling into her outfit. Finishing touches came in the form of clumsy perfume spritzes, extra swipes of lip gloss before shoving the tube in her bag, and blindly stuffing her feet into her shoes. 

Skittering out of her bedroom, she met Harry where he was standing with his phone in hand, forehead creased. 

"I'm ready, I'm sorry," (Y/N) blurted, fastening her emergency claw clip to the handle of her purse, "We can go." 

Harry looked up at her, clearly stressed with lines around his eyes and lips thinned, "'S alright, love. Y'look pretty." 

"Worth the wait?" she teased, feeling her cheeks warm from his smile praise.

The worry lines on his face melted some as she spoke, "Always. C'mon, pretty." 

Setting her hand in the crook of Harry's offered arm, (Y/N) suddenly forgot about each strand of hair that wouldn't cooperate, the fold on the heel of her sock from stubbornly stepping into her shoes. There was no way she could feel less than perfect when Harry talked to her that way—when he looked at her like that. 

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After the debacle of finding a parking space among the crowded lot, (Y/N) wasn't excited to see the amount of people that outnumbered the cars they had already trekked through. While she definitely enjoyed her nightlife, bar hopping among different crowds, there was something definitely much less appealing about this crowd she found herself among. 

(It was probably the lack of alcohol, if she was being honest). 

"Where are our seats?" (Y/N) murmured, clutching Harry's hand to keep him from straying. 

Absently peeking at the ticket on his phone, Harry rattled off the section and seat numbers. Truthfully, the information didn't mean much to her given that Harry was in charge of leading them to where they needed to go; she had hoped he would tell her in general where they would be watching the match, as in by the goal or something. 

She hummed in response, letting him pull her to go ahead of him as they ventured into a particularly congested area of the arena. A line for the concessions converged with the line of eager fans attempting to get special edition merchandise for the event, enough activity to leave a narrow space for both flows of traffic to travel through. 

"Jus' go straight ahead," Harry murmured as he ducked down to her ear, his hands on her waist from behind. 

A string of excuse me and sorry fell from her lips every time she encountered a new body, her steps minuscule as they moved beyond. If she had even wanted anything to drink or snack on during the game, there was no way she was even attempting the line unless they found a less noticeable stall or until everyone cleared out. 

Popping out on the other side, (Y/N) found a small space out of the way before turning to look at Harry once more. He made sure they got through the worst of it together, but his captaining job was far from over if the rest of the stadium was anything like that. 

"Y'okay, pretty?" he asked, looking to her through the dark of his shades though the stern line of his lips showed off all of his concern. 

"Yeah," she sighed, anchoring herself once more with a grip on his hand, "Just a lot of people. I wasn't expecting this." 

He hummed an acknowledgment to her as they started down the curving corridor along the bowl of the venue. "I've been wanting to take y'to other matches before this one, but someone's always too busy." 

The look he cast over his sunnies was accusing, though it lost much of his grit when a slight smile tugged at the corners of his lips. 

"Because I am," (Y/N) countered, just a pitch away from a whine in her voice, "And, I don't think I've been missing out on much if this is how these things go." 

"'S no different than one of your concerts, love," he mused, ever-patient as he counted off each of the section headers above the doors leading to the seating, "And this is a big match, anyway. They're usually not this crazy." 

Before she could offer anything in response, Harry rapidly pulled her out of the way as a group of shirtless men with green painted torsos barreled through the corridor, drunken laughter spilling in their wake. His features were set in stiff lines as he looked over his shoulder at the rowdy group disappearing. 

"Maybe a little worse than your concerts, actually," he muttered, the admission made under his breath as he opted to keep his arm around her waist as opposed to leashing her by his hand. Easier to keep her safe. 

With that, he became her guard dog for the trek, sharp eyes keeping watch for any and everything that might cause his pretty girl harm while finding their seats. Rowdy patrons or those unwilling to give her space were given sharp glare before Harry elbowed around them, ensuring no one touched even a single hair on the top of her head. 

It was enough to have (Y/N) sighing as if in a dream. It was cute seeing him act this way, protective and adoring. It was even more interesting to see others' reactions to his behavior; when others cowered out of the way, (Y/N) wondered what was going on in their head. She couldn't imagine wanting to go the opposite direction of her Harry, not even when he had his lips pursed and eyes narrowed. She was too familiar with the dimples hiding in the folds of his cheeks or the bunny-like front teeth shielded by lips. 

"I'll go first this time. Hang onto me," Harry directed once they reached the correct section. 

As he started down the flight of stairs, he reached a hand out behind him for (Y/N) to take. She didn't hesitate before clutching his fingers, his grip tight as he started descending to their row. Looking around at the arena of fans around her, (Y/N) truthfully couldn't believe the energy. It was decidedly much different than any concert she had ever attended, even to ones she'd been to at this exact venue. 

There was almost something slightly aggressive about the audience with the differing sides mingling together, along with pints of alcohol and greasy food. There were costumed attendees complete with wild wigs and painted faces sat beside those with determined faces and brains full of the rulebook. Of course there were those like H, just excited to be there and hopeful for their favorite team, and those like her, there because someone they cared about wanted to be in attendance. 

Going lower and lower in the bowl, Harry finally stopped over a handful of rows away from the green. Pulling her to stand beside him, he pointed at a pair of vacant seats a few people in. 

"Those two, right there. I'll be right behind you," he murmured into her ear, urging her on with a hand on her back. 

Going ahead without a word, (Y/N) apologized as she skirted her way by those already sat down. She couldn't help the frown that plucked her features when the crowd around them erupted into cheers for no apparent reason. It spiked her anxiety, feeling as if they were missing something important, even if (Y/N) didn't really have any real interest in any of the events taking place this evening. 

Settling into her seat, she waited for Harry to join her with wide eyes. As soon as he caught the way she was looking at him, a small smile touched his cheeks. 

"What's wrong, sweetheart?" he uttered, sliding his sunglasses to the top of his head. 

"There's..." she trailed off, emphasizing her point with her eyes scanning around the stadium, "so much." 

"I know, right?" he muttered, a giddy undertone to his words, "'S exciting." 

"Something like that," she smiled, happy to see how excited he was to be here. 

"It'll be more fun when the match starts," he insisted, "Everyone settles down a little." 

"When does it start?" (Y/N) asked, watching as the jumbo screen above the field went through an advertisement for the cheese sticks available at the concession stand. If she wasn't turned off by the mess of a line they'd seen, she would be asking Harry if they could grab an order of the fried cheese. 

Harry hummed, checking his phone. "Not for another forty-five minutes." 

Just as he spoke, just a couple of rows ahead of them, a pair of strangers began loudly arguing about some statistics she had no context for. 

This was going to be a long forty-five minutes. 

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Shooting to her feet, (Y/N) followed Harrys cue as he cheered. She wasn't exactly sure what for, considering she didn't see any of the players make a goal, but she would just have to ask about those rules later. For now, she clapped and cheered with him, watching from the corner of her eye for when he took his seat again. 

When the crowd settled once more, Harry held a giddy smile on his face, nose pinkened by the time in the sun. As much as this match wasn't her cup of tea, seeing him having fun the way he was definitely made up for some of the discomfort and how lost she was rules-wise. 

Leaning over the armrest with her mouth hovering by his ear, she asked the same question she'd already posed periodically through the match, "Good?" 

"Really good, pretty!" he answered in a chirp, "We've got the ball now." 

"Ohhh," she sounded. It was news to her that their preferred team didn't have the ball already. 

The ball was nothing more than a black and white spot going across the green while colorful jerseys followed after. The audience was raptured, almost caught in silence while the plays were made, but (Y/N) was much more interested in watching Harry. 

While he wasn't completely committed to watching any and every game that came on the television, she could tell being here was especially exciting for him. It made her excited about the game just seeing how much it meant to him; she was this close to grabbing a jersey to keep at his house for the nights she spent over. 

She couldn't help but to angle herself as close as possible to him despite the armrest separating them, leaving her arm pressed flush against his. Harry didn't even glance at her before he was lifting that same arm and dropping it around her shoulders, keeping her close. 

"Thank you for coming with me, sweetheart," he murmured into her ear, his voice clear over the rush of the crowd. A delicate kiss was placed on her temple, his lips warmer than even the sun's rays on the grass. 

She beamed up at him, admiring the angles of his features. The height of his cheekbones, the line of his sun kissed nose, the length of his curling lashes. Her man. 

"Thank you for bringing me," she said, craning her neck just enough to press her lips to the stubbled cheek. 

She could feel the dip of his dimple underneath her lips as he smiled.

Just then, a seemingly important goal was made. Harry pulled her to stand up and cheer with him, his hands over his head with the rest of the excitable crowd. 

"Did you see that!?" Harry yelled, eyes wide and smile broad. 

Of course she didn't. She was busy kissing on her boyfriend, she wasn't watching the match. 

Nonetheless, seeing him smile made it that much easier for her to do the same. "That was crazy!" 

His expression—bright eyes with a wide smile, his cheeks holding a pinkened glow—was well worth her little fib. 

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"That's gonna look really cute on you, sweetheart." 

(Y/N)'s beaming smile was directed up at Harry, looking at the colorful jersey he'd purchased for her. It was truthfully not her color, and the fit was going to be something she was going to have to fight to style to her liking, but it was Harry's favorite player. More than anything, this was for him, something she was going to keep at his home for the night she would spend in his bed. 

"You think so?" she chirped, looking up at him with bright eyes. Maybe her words were a bit of a ploy, fishing for some compliments. Could anyone blame her? Hearing softened words wrapped up in his voice, all while he was looking at her, was all too easy to become addicted to. 

"I know so, love," he smiled, quickly casting his eyes to the line of cars slowly moving ahead of them, "Gonna wear it tonight?" 

Her smile turned a bit sheepish as his voice drawled around the question. "I can, if you want." 

When she peeked at him from the corner of her eye, she saw the way his eyes dropped to the jersey in her lap back up to the line of her profile. There was a shade to his gaze now, something warming through the green of his irises as he looked at her. The raspberry of his lips was slicked over by the top of her tongue just before his attention was called back to the windscreen. 

"I want." 

The breathy laugh that fell from her lips was just as dazed as it was spurred on by the butterflies awakening in her stomach. "I can do that." 

Harry hummed, reaching over to place his palm against her thigh. Traffic finally began to shift from the stop and go lock the car park was caught in, into a slow crawl, leaving his eyes fixed on the windshield instead of on his pretty girl. Instinctively, she angered her body towards him, settling her palm atop his hand. 

The dimple in his cheek was his only acknowledgment of her move. "Did y'really have fun today, love?" 

"I did," she chirped, bouncing in her seat, "I don't think I really get it still, but it was so fun to see all of the people. It made me excited even though I didn't really know what for." 

"Yeah?" he smiled, glancing at her as he shifted into the flow of traffic, "'M happy y'had fun. I know 's not really your thing, but it means a lot that y'came with me. Thank you, pretty girl." 

This time, the warming pit in her stomach flushed away into something delicate, full of cotton candy clouds and saccharine threads. She was sure her eyes were practically hearts at this point, trained right on him.

"You always come to me with all of my favorite stuff, so I'm happy we did something for you today. You had fun today, right?"

"So much, baby. I always have fun with you." 

She could have melted right into the leather of her seat if not for his hand on her thigh holding her together. 

"I always have fun with you, too," she murmured, reaching across the center console until she had her lips pressed to his cheek. It was a lingering touch, something she was well aware she needed to cut short given the cars racing outside the windows, but she couldn't help but to take her time. The stubble under her kiss prickled against her lips, against the tip of her nose. "I love you." 

As she settled back into her spot, Harry's grip tightened on her leg. "Pretty, I can't pull over right now." 

Blinking at him, she sounded, "Huh?" 

He shook his head, clicking his tongue. "Y'can't act like that—kissing on me and whispering—when I've got to keep us safe. 'S not fair, I want to kiss you, too." 

Biting back a smile, she wrapped her fingers around his clenching palm. "Just find a shoulder or something," she suggested, "Or, I'm sure we'll get to a red light at some point." 

He seemed to consider the former suggestion for a moment, eyes glancing out the windscreen to the lanes before them. After a moment, he shook his head. "I'll save it for when we're home. Are y'spending the night?" 

"I can if you want." 

"I want." 

This time, she couldn't help but let out a full, bubbling laugh. His response was quick—too quick to hide anything. "Are we still stopping for dinner?" she asked, despite knowing the likely answer. 

"No." 

Maybe she was missing the feel of his stubbled cheek, or she was teasing him just a little, but she couldn't help but to lean across and press another kiss to his cheek. 

His hand on her thigh moved in an instant, landing on the back of her neck in a weighty press. 

"Pretty." 

"Sorry," she giggled, pulling away though Harry's hand stayed just where it was on the back of her neck, "I'll stop." 

The sunburned glow to his nose and cheeks was only emboldened by the flush touching the cream of his skin. "Y'better, love. Y'like being good for me, right?" 

It was her turn to feel the warmth, the pad of his thumb skating over the column of her throat. "Yeah. Sorry, H." 

He gave one more lingering pulse of his fingers before his palm dragged down the curve of her throat and the length of her arm until it was back in her lap. "It's alright, sweetheart. Jus' save it for m'bedroom. And your new little shirt."

Who was she to turn down a plan like that? 

Maybe, they were going to have to start going to more of these matches. Especially if they ended like this.

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ive missed my king Prosecco:( I really hope everyone enjoys how this turned out! thank u sm for reading, sorry for any mistakes, and if theres anything fun you want to share send them in!!!!!

[glosschi]

So, Hanguang Jun, fragile and delicate as I am, you should protect me well.

The Untamed Special Edition