#wei fluff

[slytherinshua]

VELVET AND SILK

genre. assassin au. fluff. warnings. slightly graphic dialogue. use of guns and daggers. meaningless side character death. yongha being an entire cutie. pairing. husband!yongha x fem!reader. wc. 1k. request. no. a/n. first wei fic woohoo written for my favourite yongha obsessed soulmate @eternalgyu <3

“Take one more step and I shoot.” The threat echoed against the walls of the empty warehouse and you scrunched your eyes shut tightly, taking a breath and trying to reach the dagger you had on hand without anyone noticing. It was hard to do anything discreetly when you were being held so tightly against your target’s body, a gun barrel pressed up to your temple. You dared to open your eyes to catch another glance at what Yongha was doing.

It was a bit hard to see in the dark, but you could just make out a stealthy shadow travelling along the second floor of the warehouse; overseeing everything happening below from the railing. You were confident that even if you couldn’t get out of this yourself, Yongha wouldn’t let any other man even lay a finger on you. He was sort of possessive when he came to that. You were sure your husband was already fuming at just seeing you trapped in the arms of a man you both should have been able to have taken out by now.

You would have had the situation completely under control if your target hadn’t prepared backups. Taking down 1 man twice your size was one thing, but 3 all at once was a little more of a task for you. You were strong for a woman, sure, but men towering well above 6 feet still had an overwhelming physical advantage. That was why you didn’t even try to struggle in the hold of your captor. Staying calm and grabbing hold of your dagger was the best chance you had.

“If you have any sense of self-preservation left in you, you’ll let her go now before I blast your brains out.”

The response came twice as harsh as the original threat— right on brand for Yongha. You held back a scoff. Of course your husband would jump straight to that. Though, that was part of the reason you loved him, you supposed.

The next moments flashed by in the blink of an eye. You felt that arm around you loosen just slightly, most likely from a shiver running up the man’s spine at your husband’s chilling warning. This gave you just enough room to grab the dagger strapped to your leg and ram it into the man’s side. A gunshot fire was heard half a second later; Yongha’s excellent aim ensured the bullet seared right through the man’s skull.

You let out a relieved sigh. Even though your life might not have been in danger (you could always tell when your target would be too scared to actually pull a trigger), it was still nice to not have the scruffy arms of a man with a long history of illegal activity holding you in place. The only arms belonging to a man that you would willingly let yourself be held by were Yongha’s; and for the record, he smelled pleasantly of musk and freshly washed dress suits.

“Wanna go catch dinner? All that drama stirred up an appetite.” You heard your husband’s playful tone sound through the room as he jumped down from the banister. You smiled as you picked up your gun again and placed it back in its holster. You always found Yongha’s voice shifts from when he was threatening someone to when he was talking to you to be entertaining.

“Will you buy me a filet mignon? I’m in the mood for something fancy.” You replied back in the same playful tone he had offered.

“If you dress up nice.” He shrugged and flashed you a flirty grin.

“Deal.” 

An hour later you were dressed in a velvet black evening dress, sipping expensive tasting wine across your husband. For missions he always wore his hair tied up, but for dinner dates, he let the long dark strands down, styled only slightly. You loved how perfectly his hair framed his face, contrasting nicely with the white silk suit he had adorned instead of his usual work attire.

He was trying his best to keep a straight face, but whenever your eyes met his, he couldn’t help how his lips quivered and eventually formed a cute smile. Given how soft he was with you and his friends, you wondered how it was even possible he was good at his job— he was acting like a smitten boy in love, and not as if a man had just died at his hands an hour ago (very deservingly).

“Are you drunk already? Your face is flushed.” You took the first opportunity you could to tease him. Seeing him get all shy and smitten never got old. 

“No! The food hasn’t even gotten here, we barely started drinking.” He hushed you, his eyes darting around to the other tables of couples or groups of friends all dressed to the nines. And then with a hesitant whisper, he asked, “Are you sure we really fit in here?” 

You giggled. In terms of looks alone, no one would question you or Yongha. You had both dressed appropriately for the 5-star restaurant, and either one of you had a stare that could kill. Yongha seemed to always be a little too precautionary when out in public.

“What? You want to leave before we get our steak?” You raised your eyebrow at him as you sipped more of the dark red wine. Your husband shook his head slightly, seeming to relax a little, but still be on edge. You could barely focus on anything other than how endearingly his cheeks were flushed.

“You wanted steak, so you will get steak.” He said simply with a smile, “From my wallet.” He added as an afterthought, making both of you break out into soft laughter.

You loved to relax like this with your husband after a mission, both of you lost in the other's eyes for a couple hours as you wound down from the high stress of your job. As long as you had each other, whether it was on a mission or sitting across the dinner table, you were content with life.

↳ wei taglist: @eternalgyu,, @weird-bookworm

[chaeinedup]

WEi and PDA

Daehyeon:

Kisses;

All types of kisses, forehead, cheek, hand....

But his favourite spot is the lips;

There's something so intimate, so pure, so loving;

He just can't get enough (of you);

He's not a show off per say, but he makes it known to everyone in the room that you're with him.

Donghan:

Feeding you;

At first you didn't really like it, but after many tries you decided to accept his love with open arms;

Since he's like a little puppy anything and everything makes him excited;

And because he loves you so much he has to show it somehow;

He also wants to baby you in some way (one that you'll let him).

Yongha:

Playing with you;

What I mean by this is, either you're giving him attention or not, he's gonna play with your hair, your hands, your shirt, anything relating to you;

He just wants to be as close to you as possible, he's just a little baby.

Yohan:

This one is more specific;

PUTTING HIS ARM AROUND YOU;

Your waist, your shoulders it doesn't matter;

It's natural to him and it makes you swoon each time;

You're his and the world knows it too.

Seokhwa:

So self explanatory, but hugs;

He's just such a warm, cheery person it fits him perfectly;

Side hugs when he's trying to convince you to get ice cream at 2 am, back hugs for when you're doing any task and he wants your attention and front hugs after smooching you all over your face;

Very Seokhwa.

Junseo:

Holding hands <3<3<3<3;

He's so fluffy, angel, shy, beautiful, it had to be;

He loves having you by the hand, he also loves when you're just walking around window shopping and you just pull on him when you want to go in;

The usual dragging around but he actually enjoys it (he finds you the most adorable when you're excited).

[yunhohours]

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Wei Masterlist

💜 - suggestive 🖤 - smut 🩵 - fluff 🩶 - angst 💚 - sad 🩷 - comedy

Wei as long-distance idol boyfriends 🩵

Drunkenly Confessing to them - Reaction 🩵

[boarloved-art]

maybe THIS wangxian domestic nonsense rkgk will be the one to save me

[lego-ninja-bilbo]

Platonic or romantic, Wen Ning deserves to be kissed more that's just facts

[captain-aru]

Inquiry on loop ✨ good ending ✨

[sillygoofyqueer]

Part two of @eyalsfantasy's birthday gift AU (also known as the dog therapy AU)!!!! You know when you set up the premise of something and do research into it n everything but then you find that you really don't want to talk about it? Me with the actual carrying out of exposure therapy. Just know that I know lots about it now. Wei Ying probably shouldn't be seeing Lan Zhan for exposure therapy, because he finds himself willing to do literally anything - including work his way up to be around demonic beasts - in order to see him again. To hear that soft hum of approval when he reaches a goal, no matter how small it is, and see that tiny swell of something soft in those gorgeous golden eyes when he smiles up at him. He does not, of course, stop going to see Lan Zhan; if anything, it's a good thing! After all, he needs some damn incentive to keep willingly showing up to these appointments, no matter how much they cost. Like, yeah, he's the best gege ever and A-Cheng better start fucking crying when he learns about what Wei Ying has done for him, but he's never been good with delaying gratification. He wants it right the second he achieves something, and Lan Zhan's face is more than enough gratification! It's a win-win on all sides; Lan Zhan gets a (relatively) compliant patient, Wei Ying gets to gawk at the beautiful therapist, and A-Cheng will eventually be able to get dogs!

That's what he tells himself anyway. He's not going to ask anyone else for their opinion because why on earth would he do something like that? He's an independent man who needs no guidance on anything (disregard the fact that he asks his jiejie about every decision in his life), he can decide whether he should keep seeing Lan Zhan or not, thank you very much. He does not know if he would be able to handle having to talk about interacting with dogs and pouring his soul out about his previous reactions to such instances of that happening with someone who did not look like he could melt him with those eyes alone. It definitely distracts him from the familiar anxiety that comes with even thinking about being close to the maw of a dog, and it helps him focus more - honest! How else is he supposed to show his charm if he isn't listening out for good opportunities to make puns and jokes? He's pretty sure that Lan Zhan actually likes those, as well - that never happens. A guy handsome enough to strike him dead with a look, and who has a sense of humour to boot?! What are the ethics around proposing to your therapist?

There are, however, downsides to seeing Lan Zhan once a week. As much as he enjoys dreamily gazing at those muscles as they shift around against the (surely purposefully) tight shirts that the man wears, there is the glaring issue of the fact that they're always talking about dogs in some way. Like, yeah, Wei Ying knows that's the point of their meetings, but that doesn't mean he has to like it. He is, undeniably, making progress though, to Lan Zhan's credit. Where, once, a singular glance at a dog on a screen could set off a fight or flight reaction in him, Wei Ying now finds himself able to look at them running around and barking on a screen with a relatively neutral reaction. Big steps! He now knows how to interact with a demon beast without having a heart attack, has breathing exercises upon breathing exercises for when he's feeling panicked about meeting a dog. Of course, he's known for 'rushing' things, and foolishly agreed to meet Lan Zhan's dog, who is literally trained for people like him.

To make it worse, he even agrees again when the day comes, because there's like this expression on the man's face that makes him feel like everything could be okay. That is, before the dog, Bichen, is brought in and sits rather languidly on the other side of the room, showing off disgustingly sharp teeth as he yawns. Dogs shouldn't even need teeth that sharp, it's completely for the drama of it all! Wei Ying lasts all of five minutes, going through the breathing exercises and telling himself that it's all literally so chill, and then he remembers what it was like to be caught in that gaping maw and ohhhh dear, he is crying. Oh, that's bad. He spent so much time on his eyeliner this morning too, hoping to allure Lan Zhan. This can only be a punishment from the gods for being so hopelessly attracted to his therapist, but he doesn't have too much time to think about it because he is really going for it with these tears. He feels dizzy - when was his last breath? He doesn't want to pass out in front of Lan Zhan, he literally would never be able to show his face here again.

Luckily, Lan Zhan is both a hero and a trained professional, because Bichen is out of the room and there's hands offered out, as though showing that there's nothing there anymore. Wei Ying, in what can only be described as a moment of insanity, launches himself into the man's arms, because he knows that the man can definitely keep him safe from those honestly horrific beasts. Why did he ever think he could get over his fear of dogs?! It's like, integral to who he is as a person - he's fucking useless the moment one comes into his vicinity, too caught up in the phantom pain of scars that leave him limping on the worst of the worst days. He eventually gains conscious thought again, realising that he has latched onto poor Lan Zhan, who is not getting paid enough to have to deal with a black wet patch on the shoulder of his white shirt. Wei Ying is pretty sure there's snot there as well. He's going to change his name and move across the world because there is literally no way to come back from this.

It keeps on getting worse though, because it turns out that his frantic, jumbled thoughts were actually frantic, jumbled sentences, meaning that Lan Zhan was privy to his panic driven self-doubt, and the pathetic display of self-pity. Changing his name isn't enough, Wei Ying is going to move to Mars and become best friends with all of the aliens so they accept him as one of their own and give him a new identity so that nobody will never be able to find him ever again. Lan Zhan's voice is very soothing though, and he lets the man tell him that his reaction is completely normal and that they just need to work on it a little more. He's apparently doing a great job considering his previous experiences with dogs, and he shouldn't be disheartened by this. Wei Ying has been told that he's doing a great job before, obviously, but there's something so different about hearing it spoken so softly, so sincerely, by the Most Attractive Man In The World. Like, maybe things will be okay. Maybe he is doing a great job.

[slytherinshua]

　　　wei masterlist ⟡₊ ⊹

⋆˙⟡ = author's pick !

　　　　daehyeon

nothing yet . . .

　　　　donghan

nothing yet . . .

　　　　yongha

velvet and silk

genre: assassin au. fluff. | wc: 1k.

　　　　yohan

nothing yet . . .

　　　　seokhwa

nothing yet . . .

　　　　junseo

nothing yet . . .

[chaeinedup]

Cool with you

Pairing: Kim Junseo x reader; Summary: Cupid was sick of doing it's job, how come everyone gets to be happy. Everyone but him. It would take an angel to make him believe, he too, was destined to find his perfect soul. A/N: This is clearly very inspired by newjeans latest mv, with the concept of cupid (or eros) falling in love with psyche. Obviously this is gonna be a little different but that's the base. I hope you enjoy it!!

Every day it was the same old routine. Following your next "victim" making them have great luck in finding a partner. Obviously cupid can only do so much, he brings people together but if you need couples therapy, it's not his problem.

It's rare when his arrows become nothing more than a future story for someone to tell their kids, but it could very much happen. If you don't cherish the love you get don't expect it to last forever.

And that's part of the reason why Junseo no longer finds joy in his daily quests. He won't lie the first few times it was as magical to him as it was to the parties involved. But after seeing it go perfectly fine just for someone to ruin it, it was frustrating to say the least.

He'd give anything to be in their spots, he wishes he could experience the so called "love at first sight", he wishes he'd go to sleep thinking about the one he loves and nothing else. All of this caused a sort of indifference towards all humans, how could a species be so self entitled, bragging about how much they evolved when they can't even listen to someone else's heart. Selfish pieces of flesh.

There he was, witnessing yet another breakup before his eyes. It was so common he thought he was getting used to it. But he can never get used to the feeling of disappointment and the hole it leaves on his chest.

It was clearly time to go pick another human in hopes they would be a little kinder than most. That's when he saw you sitting at a coffee shop, enjoying your sweet morning tea. A slight change for once, usually the prefered beverage is bitter black coffee, very reflective of some personalities. You were accompanied with a friend chatting about silly little things, another dissimilarity. Normally most people gossip or complain about every little thing. You intrigued him so he was for sure going to be your shadow for a while.

Once you were done with your errands for the day you decided to go home, taking a very curious boy with you. He knew this went beyond his obligations but you were mesmerizing, absolutely breathtaking. He had only heard of people like you in books and movies that previous patients spoke about. He never thought those were inspired by real people, but there you were proving him wrong.

Your nights consist of the same pattern of events, prepare dinner, shower, skin care and a nice movie to fall asleep to. Simple is the best. And Junseo couldn't agree more, he sat near the sink admiring every inch of your beauty, the way you were singing your lungs out while toning your face. He couldn't help but smile.

He was having more fun with you than he ever did by playing matchmaker.

Thankfully you couldn't see him or hear him but these are the times he wished he wasn't invisible. He wants to join you on this little karaoke session while the pasta cooks, hold your hand to spin you around, kiss you all over till your giggles bring him to a stop.

The timer went off signaling it was time to dig in. You carefully transferred the tiny pot onto the unused stove top, preventing it from cooking it longer than planned. As you were platting your food, he looks amused, pleased. It's capellini, also known as angel hair pasta. He couldn't lie, this was starting to sound a lot like destiny. Which is another nickname most mortals have for him.

You made him believe in things that weren't real, that's how special you had become.

Cuddling with your pillows you made yourself comfortable, anxiously waiting to watch "letters to juliet". Meanwhile loverboy, quite literally, sat at the end of your bed watching your every move. Somehow you look better than when he first saw you but that was never a factor he cared about. Your energy was enough to convince him you were worth his time. One smile on your face to put another on his.

Mid movie your eyes had quit on you, succumbing to the tiredness. Slowly, as if you could wake up due to his action, he made his way to the side of the bed, wanting to be as close to you as possible.

Your breaths were soft and gentle, just like your heart, just like every part of your being.

He wanted you to know, even if you actually had no way of communicating with him, that from now on, you're stuck with him.

"I want to devote myself to you, in hopes one day our souls may actually find a way to exist as one. So here lies my promise next you, taking my place so no one else will."

[wozhendebuzhid]

It took me a while, but finally I think that I'm done!!

[boarloved-art]

i hope wangxian had a good valentines day........................them and only them...........

[wangxianficrecs]

Anomaly by xiuznl

Anomaly

by xiuznl

G, 13k, Wangxian

Summary: Wei Wuxian doesn't remember anything from his childhood before Lotus Pier. His parents—even their faces—he can’t recall. But suddenly his parents are now standing in front of his face. Kay's comments: Filed under stories that make me cry and very emotional. It's set post-canon and Wei Wuxian gets to see his parents again; it's a chance for a proper goodbye and ah, I wished so much for him to keep them. He deserves only good things in his life. Excerpt: Wei Wuxian frowned slightly, his posture composed. “Lan Qiren is away at a conference with minor clans under Gusu Lan. I’m in charge here, for the time being.” The man looked desperate. “We’ve lost our child. We woke up in Yiling, and the nearest major clan was Gusu Lan, so we came here to ask for help.” There was a brief pause, then Wei Wuxian asked, “May I ask... what year is it?” Cangse Sanren turned to glare at him, clearly frustrated. “Why are you asking about the year at a time like this?” she snapped. But the man calmed her with a hand on her arm and answered anyway. “It’s the twentieth year of the Ruizheng reign.” The silence that followed was thick and heavy. Wei Wuxian's expression barely changed, but something in his eyes darkened. The twentieth year of the Ruizheng reign was decades ago. It can’t be real. If what they said was true, then these two people—these strangers—couldn’t possibly be his parents. Wei Changze and Cangse Sanren had been dead for years.

pov wei wuxian, post-canon, established relationship, married lan wangji/wei wuxian, wei wuxian has a family, fluff and angst, sad ending, emotional hurt/comfort, cangse sanren and wei changze live, family feels, time travel, grief/mourning, loss, loss of parent(s)

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[chaeinedup]

Hey I know I kinda disappeared and I’m still not gonna be as active as I’d like to be but I will post my daehyeon scenario today and update my Yeonjun smau this week!! I’m really sorry if you have been waiting!

[sleepyssnail]

Summary: Wei Qingwei huffed in amusement and shoved Liu Qingge to the ground, playfully pinned him against the dirt, and hovered over him with a smirk while knowing full well that his shidi could break free or toss him away at any moment.

“Then Qingge should teach me to better defend myself!” He announced with a smile as he stood up to dust himself off and offer Liu Qingge a hand. With a snicker he said, “You forgot to take off your work apron! That’s adorable!”

Wei Qingwei waited for Liu Qingge to retort back with something sharp or sassy, only to find his martial brother with his mouth agape, face flushed red, and flustered.

Or: Wei Qingwei is a natural flirt, pins Liu Qingge in a spar, and compliments him, all while Liu Qingge panics because his best friend isn't supposed to be attractive!