#wei ying v much

[olderthannetfic]

Okay I NEED to know what the current most popular slash ships are, being on tumblr just feels like slash fandom is dying out, and I'd like to look up some ships because even if I don't like them, following other slash shippers feels so much nicer than seeing people bash them all the time.

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On AO3, the m/m category is a tag like any other.

That means you can go directly to that tag and look at the sidebar, either in general or filtered for the past year. (No need to rely on those faulty ship stats.)

Broadly, the really massive juggernauts are still going, chugging along on fanon long after their canons have ended or gone to shit. A bunch of fandoms that younger people like are huge. And a lot of older people who used to only be into Western fandoms fell for The Untamed a few years ago and are now into lots of other danmei and BL fandoms. Thai dramas seem to be really heating up lately.

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Here's the sidebar in general:

Castiel/Dean Winchester (108832)

Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski (68896)

Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter (66461)

Sherlock Holmes/John Watson (66324)

James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers (60107)

Aziraphale/Crowley (Good Omens) (51611)

Steve Rogers/Tony Stark (44020)

Sirius Black/Remus Lupin (42921)

Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson (42063)

filtering those out:

Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku (39754)

Lan Zhan | Lan Wangji/Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian (37086)

Jeon Jungkook/Kim Taehyung | V (36739)

Keith/Lance (Voltron) (32031)

Dean Winchester/Sam Winchester (30843)

Magnus Bane/Alec Lightwood (29711)

Merlin/Arthur Pendragon (Merlin) (29591)

Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter (28681)

Jeon Jungkook/Park Jimin (28574)

Dazai Osamu/Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs) (28260)

Or filtered for updating in the past year:

Aziraphale/Crowley (Good Omens) (14878)

Sirius Black/Remus Lupin (12640)

Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson (10617)

Dazai Osamu/Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs) (10353)

Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku (8964)

Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter (8391)

Alhaitham/Kaveh (Genshin Impact) (8284)

Regulus Black/James Potter (7721)

filtering those out:

John "Soap" MacTavish/Simon "Ghost" Riley (6879)

Castiel/Dean Winchester (6751)

Blackbeard | Edward Teach/Stede Bonnet (6723)

Getou Suguru/Gojo Satoru (6253)

Lan Zhan | Lan Wangji/Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian (6245)

Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV) (6228)

Alex Claremont-Diaz/Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor (5725)

Han Jisung | Han/Lee Minho | Lee Know (5632)

Jeon Jungkook/Kim Taehyung | V (5201)

Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter (4199)

In general, I would look at things with canon gay and/or at big anime, c-drama, and kpop RPF fandoms.

And block dickheads liberally when you see them in the tags on tumblr.

If you want to hang out with oldschool people, you could always come to Escapade con. We should be having an online one some time in the summer. There's also a discord. We're currently doing a group watch of Mysterious Lotus Casebook among other things.

[agerefandom]

Other Fandoms

fandoms in red are fandoms that I don't know personally, but I've done art or moodboards for them! fandoms in purple are ones that I have moderate familiarity with, but I can't write every character. The rest are ones that I just haven't made as much content for.

Ace Attorney regressor!apollo edit regressor!edgeworth with cg!gumshoe moodboard

The Addams Family caregiver!morticia moodboard

All For The Game regressor!kevin and cg!andrew moodboard

Avatar: The Last Airbender Flourishing in Sunlight: post-canon fic with cg!Zuko and regressor!Katara gaang agere art regressor!sokka moodboard

Barbie Movie regressor!ken moodboard

The Boy regressor!brahms headcanons

Castlevania (Netflix) regressors!trevor and alucard moodboards/headcanons

Check Please regressor!jack headcanons (ask game)  regressor!bitty art

Coraline regressor!wybie moodboard

Corpse Bride regressor!victor van dort moodboard regressor!emily art

Criminal Minds season one gang regression headcanons regressor!spencer and cg!derek art

Danganronpa regressor!toko, chihiro, and yasuhiro edits bunny regressor!mikan tsumiki moodboard regressor!chihiro moodboard caregiver!sakura moodboard regressor!ishimaru moodboard w themes of cg!mondo

DC Content regressor!harley quinn moodboard (comics) regressor!oswald moodboard (gotham) regressor!joker moodbard (telltale series) regressor!flash moodboard (cw)

Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde Once Upon A Midnight Dreary: fanfiction with regressor!henry jekyll

Frankenstein  regressor!victor frankenstein headcanons regressor!adam (the monster) headcanons

Ghibli Movies  big sister kiki headcanons  agere edit of haru (the cat returns)

Heathers agere!JD art regressor!veronica art regressor!heather macnamara moodboard

Hadestown caregiver!hades headcanons regressor!eurydice moodboard

Hunger Games caregiver!katniss moodboard

Interview With The Vampire To Have, To Hold, To Drink: fanfiction with cg!louis and regressor!lestat regressor!lestat moodboard

It caregiver!pennywise headcanons

Labyrinth  caregiver!jareth and regressor!reader

Little Shop of Horrors Skid Row Blues: fanfiction with orin walking in on regressor!seymour regressor!orin headcanons

Lore Olympus regressor!hades and cg!hecate moodboard

The Magic School Bus caregiver!ms.frizzle headcanons

Maze Runner regressor!minho moodboard regressor!newt moodboard

Les Miserables Calling You Home: fanfiction with regressor!Enjolras and caregiver!Grantaire

The Muppets regressor!beaker moodboard

My Little Pony cg!starlight glimmer moodboard regressor!sunset shimmer art/edits

The Mysterious Benedict Society regressor!kate moodboard regressor!nicholas benedict moodboard/headcanons

Natasha, Pierre, and the Great Comet of 1812  Natasha is Young: fanfiction about regressor!Natasha and cg!Helene

Night At The Museum caregiver!Jedediah and Octavius art

The Owl House regressor!willow moodboard regressors!ed and em moodboard

Raven Cycle headcanons (gansey, ronan, noah, adam, and blue)  regressor!noah moodboard

Rick and Morty regressor!morty headcanons

Rocky Horror Picture Show regressor!rocky moodboard

Sandman regressor!desire headcanons thoughts on regressor!dream regressor!dream moodboard

Sherlock regressor!sherlock and cg!john headcanons cg!john watson moodboard

Smile For Me regressor!boris habit moodboard regressor!boris habit edit regressor!habit with cg!kamal art more regressor!habit art

Star Trek regressor!jim and caregivers!bones and spock headcanons regressor!jim moodboard w themes of cg!bones regressor!jim and cg!sam moodboard(strange new worlds) regressor!jim and cg!spock art

Stranger Things regressor!eleven headcanons

The Untamed regressor!lan zhan moodboard regressor!wei ying moodboards

V for Vendetta caregiver!V headcanons cg!v moodboard

Welcome To Night Vale regressor!cecil and cg!carlos headcanons cg!carlos moodboard cg!cecil moodboard

Wicked regressors!elphaba and glinda headcanons

World’s End regressor!gary king headcanons

X-Files regressor!Dana and Fox headcanons

Youtubers  regressor!dan howell headcanons cg!markiplier moodboard

[cockyballventurez]

tid bit of my wangxian uni au where wwx is in a band

Supressing the urge to simply throw his bunny adorned phone into the deep depths of his two puffed up pillows, Lan WangJi set his phone calmly on his bedside table and plugged it into his charger cable. He sucked in some breaths and practiced deep breathing.

Registered name Wei WuXian. Birth name Wei Ying. That little bastard. It didn't take long for WangJi to remember that day, in which his life changed forever, whether he liked it or not.

He'd been bamboozled by that alcohol fiend. How dare he be such eye candy?! He thought that it would've been fine letting himself get into this predicament. His brother proved him WRONG. It was never that simple... Of course his interest falls on a bloody rule breaker. How impudent!

Loud club remixes of popular songs reverberated off the dorm hallway walls. Sounds of future university drop outs partied like there was no tomorrow. Bright lights spilled into door from door. Lan WangJi flickered his eyes from door to door, stopping at one particular dorm. It belonged to Wei WuXian and Jiang WanYin. He rolled his eyes at the thought of that person. All these elements, piled on top of each other, annoyed WangJi as he walked from the library carrying a tote bag bursting with borrowed books on his left and a laptop bag on his right. Despite all that he carried, he didn't tilt one bit.

Just as WangJi took two steps closer to said room to tell them to quieten down because it was past curfew hours, a figure sauntered his way with a zombie-like walk cycle. They swayed from left to right, bringing a bottle to their lips every few seconds. Pressing their hand on their head and tapping it as if fighting a brain parasite. Once the figure came to the light, Lan WangJi had never felt more repulsed in his life.

Black leather pants with chains adorning the belt, lining his hips. And an out-turned pocket to add more flare to this sloppy looking outfit. What was left of his top was a long ruffle sleeved red victorian-esque shirt with a very low frilly V-neck nape. WangJi would be lying if he didn't feel anything. Anything but grossed out by his slacky appearance. Never had Lan WangJi seen someone so exposed. There was no way he was sober too so WangJi gave him a small benefit of the doubt. His jaded eyes, dazed face with seemingly to sense of direction. Drool was seeping from the side of his mouth if he wasn't sipping booze. Why was there a bruise on his chest? This failed Puss In Boots cosplayer left him with too many questions than plausible answers.

Not only did he have a sheer lack of self-preservation. He was carrying bottles of booze! Clearly he couldn't give a toss about the student handbook. In which one of the rules state the following; Under clause 7f(ii), consumption of alcohol, recreational drugs, cigarettes or any variation of the sorts on campus ground is strictly prohibited whether it be before or after school hours and during or after curfew.

The man saw WangJi arrow his gaze at him and he returned a glint of mischief back at him. This drunken stranger curled up the ends of his lips and awfully trudged toward him.

"Mr. Smartie, I never thought you would look this good at night," Wei WuXian pinched Lan WangJi's cheek not paying attention to his quickly changing expression from disgusted to weirdly flustered. His ears were burning up.

Just as WangJi was about to lecture WuXian for his rule breaking, he was quickly stopped by the others' index finger dragging against his lips, shushing him.

"I know how much you care about rules but come on, let it slide, its the first weekend," he immediately retorted before a word escaped WangJi. He could of sworn he was using something to convince him by acting like this. He wouldn't ever want to admit it but WangJi thought a few sideways thoughts when he said it.

"Quit all that yap and maybe it'll be better not being bitter" WuXian said as he licked his lips. His eyes strayed from WangJi's gaze to his lips.

Lan WangJi would have never been ready for what came next even if he was told it would happen. He would've never expected this to happen ever.

"I think I have a solution to your problem, Lan Zhan..." WuXian adamantly slurred out his words while pulling WangJi closer to him. He looked up slightly before giving him a small peck on his lips. A sweet little intoxicated kiss. WuXian pat WangJi's cheek before nearly tripping on his shoe laces walking to his dorm. All this without warning?

A brief flutter in his heart made him stop and think as Wei WuXian walked behind him nonchalantly. What on earth. The moments following left Lan WangJi in a weird state of reflection.

a) How did this stranger know his birth name?

b) Why did this stranger non-consensually give him his first kiss that he happened to actually quite like but still, it was non-consensual so he's quite bothered by the fact that he liked it?

Lan WangJi's confusion snapped him back to the present as he angrily dissipated that memory from mind, still wondering what would happen if Wei WuXian didn't stop at just a peck. His mind wandered endlessly before returning to its original state. Making his heart pound thinking of the situation. Was that a meet cute or a meet ugly? WangJi didn't even know where his thought process was between the confines of "wei ying is an abominable being" and "i need wei ying religiously" anymore.

huhu idk if i should pursue this idea cause i'm already working on a fic on ao3 (shameless plug my username is ezrascottage)

[tbgkaru-woh]

I love your Nie Huaisang, he's so pretty!! I love the scheming pretty man so badly. Are there any Huaisang ships you like? I don't necessarily ship Wei Ying and him but I do think they got drunk and made out at least thrice

thank you ♥♥ the usual SangCheng was a ship i really enjoyed alongside chengxuan, jiang cheng has two hands and all that (well, actually i don't really do poly-shipping, it's more that i like those ships for him in different periods of time or scenarios, for someone who doesn't seek or like romance, jiang cheng is BOOKED.) just nhs pulling jc out of his shell, jc begrudgingly following nhs or listening to his wet dreams or something equally ridiculous, nhs being the same loud but compassionate presence that wwx used to be. them getting lcose during gusu days and then parting and then later down the line, with everything that happened, huaisang is still there, still the same, the one stable thing that hasn't change and jc would just kinda fall into his arms for an ounce of comfort, knowing nhs won't tell or make it weird. i really enjoyed wwx and nhs' friendship and they have big fuckbuddy energy before they go in their respective directions (wwx to lwj and nhs just stays free but "occupied" with different partner each time). really enjoy the shameless cockiness of them, i had a fic planned that's basically just big orgy of everyone to "strengthen" the alliance bonds and seeing as there's members like lwj, jzx and jc, wwx and nhs were the ones to brea kthe ice and get it all going :D i had a lot of fun with that idea but sadly it didn't get far as i'm already neck deep in near-done WIPs I can't seem to finish :')

i've never quite gotten into niecest and not because i'm against fictional sibling ships, i don't see the IT factor in the dynamic on a romantic way despite really enjoying them being protective of each other and understanding the visual appeal. I guess I enjoy them more where each of the brothers have their quirk, one is this playful slut (/postiive) and one bagged the forbidden fruit that is lxc, it just makes up for a fun dynamic :'D but i think i may be convinced if someone brings up a good idea

i also like nhs and jgy in their dnyamic BEFORE nhs learned about jgy's schemes, i liked jgy being the only peer for nhs and being gentle with him, even though nhs is this little lordling and jgy is basically their servant of sorts (SORRY IF I MISUNDERSTAND THE CANON DYNAMIC BUT THIS IS THE DYNAMIC I LIKE) and nhs talking to him like peer-to-peer and opening up and them covering for each other from nmj etc. i really enjoy that ;v; nhs needing jgy more than jgy needs nhs but it's fine, jgy is a giver. going from this comfort to how they grew apart, with jgy gone nhs's quarters grew quiet and cold and then jgy not acknowledging him much once he made it into jin's high status, nhs learning of jgy's crimes later on, it's just the good kind of heartbreaking.

my guilty pleasure is also nhs and jzx, not only because i love zixuan, but also because i enjoy the idea of the two lordlings meeting up since childhood for pleasantries and nhs always giving jzx's bad behavior the benefit of the doubt because not only is he not judgmental, but also he can understand where jzx is coming from. nhs trying to loosen jzx up as someone who's his peer and not "beneath" him, be open with him and often poke at his prudish inexperienced side when it comes to relationships :') nhs slowly including jzx into his problem trio (wwx-nhs-jc), him and wwx making jzx do something illegal during their gusu days and then having a laugh riot about it. idk, i feel like nhs is greatly compassionate when it comes to this and also i think he could acknowledge jzx's qualities or his good looks. publicly, in front of his friends, often.

[wangxianficrecs]

It's Not That Simple by Eleanor_Fenyx

It's Not That Simple

by Eleanor_Fenyx

T, 6k, jwy & wwx

Summary: 13 years after Wei Wuxian's death, Jiang Cheng gets caught in a demonic cultivation array that throws him back to the night before it all began - the night before Wei Ying was found and brought to Lotus Pier to live. How much can one man change about the future, and can he set his anger aside long enough to do what needs to be done?

Mojo's comments: Can't comment… cat on my arm. But this was v. cute & healing.

Excerpt: Jiang Cheng looks at his waif of a child and he can’t help but see all the pain he’ll come to cause in the future. He can prevent it all right here, right now. Zidian sparks on his wrist, begins to flicker to life. Little Wei Wuxian looks up and around suddenly at the noise of it, his eyes zeroing in almost instantly on the purple lightning at his side. “Whoa!!” he cries with delight, his entire face lighting up with delight. “That’s so cool, sir!! How do you do that?!” Zidian sputters and then flickers out again, responding to the horror in his chest that replaces the fury. He’s just a child. A child. He’s his brother. Jiang Cheng holds onto the last vestiges of his fury for another long moment or two as he watches Wei Wuxian return to gnawing on his food with his back teeth as he looks up at him with wide, guileless, quicksilver eyes. And then with a breath he shoves 13 years of blinding hatred away from his chest.

time-travel fix-it, homeless wei wuxian, child wei wuxian, yunmeng brothers feelings, jiang cheng & wei wuxian reconcilliation, ace jiang cheng, angst with a happy ending, pov jiang cheng, protective jiang cheng, non-yunmeng wei wuxian, jiang cheng needs a hug, @eleanorfenyx

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[cranberrytaboo]

4, 8, 12, 15, 17, 21, 24, 33, 25 for whatever ships come to mind for each!

Katya voice: THAT WAS A LONG ONE

all under the cut!

4 - Where it hurts WangXian "Wei Ying... Why did you let yourself be branded?" If Lan Wangji had expected Wei Wuxian to take his question seriously, he would be seriously disappointed. Wei Wuxian smiled, still dazed and drunk from the agony of his burning flesh. "And let poor MianMian be marked forever? Such pretty skin as hers should always be protected. It was not such a great sacrifice in the defense of true beauty."

But the only true beauty here is you, Lan Zhan wanted to say. He forced his tongue into stillness, so as not to let the errant thought run out of his mouth. Instead, he continued his ministrations, tending to the angry raw skin on Wei Wuxian's chest, letting his eyes sharpen with hate as he beheld the Wen crest tainting his Wei Ying's perfect body. As Wei Wuxian drifted in and out of consciousness, Lan Wangji bowed his head, pressing his lips tenderly to the wound.

The smell of burning flesh branded itself likewise into his mind.

8 - In secrecy HarryKim

Kim rested his elbows against the balcony at the Whirling-in-Rags and looked out towards the bay. There, the sun was slowly climbing down from the sky, painting the ice and snow soft pinks and creamy oranges. He lifted one hand to rub the bridge of his nose and sighed.

"It is... difficult, to try and balance your love life with secrecy. I'm sure you remember just how *avoidant* your friend, the Smoker, was, even in his own apartment. It's called the Homo-sexual Underground for a reason. You have to keep it quiet, you can't *show* it. I don't know... Do you think you're ready for a life like that?" He finally turned to face Harry fully.

Harry, who had only just recently remembered what homo-sexuality *was*, stood looking nonplussed. "So, if I wanted to hold you, or kiss you, I couldn't do it in front of everyone?"

"That's what I'm saying, Harry. In public, you have to act as if nothing at all is going on. There are *tells*, yes, signals, but it all has to be discreet." Kim wondered briefly if Harry was even capable of discretion.

"That seems like an awfully painful way to live."

"It is." Kim turned his head away again, not wanting to show his partner that much vulnerability. Thus, he was surprised when Harry approached, guiding his chin with one hand to press a kiss to his mouth. The sun itself slipped beneath the horizon at that moment, as if to give them privacy.

"But painful sounds worth it, if it's you."

12 - In grief ChengXian

The reeds in all directions whispered in the wind and crackled under the weight of Jiang Cheng's body, rustling as his shoulders racked with great, heavy sobs. As quietly as he could muster, so as not to disturb the tension, Wei Wuxian knelt beside his sworn brother, eyes reddening.

"Mother...! Father!" Jiang Cheng's teeth gnashed bitterly, lips pulled into a wrathful snarl for a brief moment before he continued to wail, unable to even hold on to anger in his grief.

Wei Wuxian lowered beside Jiang Cheng and turned to face him, hands gripping at the arm nearest him as tears finally spilled past his lashes. Everyone in Yunmeng Jiang is gone. You, and Yanli, and Jiang Cheng, are all that is left. It was not a vacuousness that Wei Wuxian was unfamiliar with, but one he had prayed night after night that he would never feel again. And now, Jiang Cheng was feeling it too.

He leaned on his elbows to lift up his own weight, drawing close to Jiang Cheng and kissing away the tears, not caring when the other flinched.

Jiang Cheng seemed at a loss for a moment before gripping at Wei Wuxian's back and pulling him close, desperately, like Wei Wuxian would turn into smoke and dissipate if he didn't.

15 - Passionately JohnnyV

Before V met Johnny, he didn't think such an intense form of self-love was possible. But now, with an entirely separate psyche hanging out in his head, V was finding creative ways to show Johnny just how much he meant to him, even as they cohabited his body.

He knew Johnny could interact with him physically, at least in theory- the punch Johnny had thrown when they first spoke had sent him flying- but it was awkward to try and show affection to someone who nobody else could see.

Thus, he asked Johnny to work with him, to try new things. Johnny could take over control of V's body- so surely, he could take control of just a part of it, right? His legs, or a hand, for example. They tested this theory-- then tested it again, and again, with satisfying results each time.

And every time, V would lean in to feverishly kiss the palm of his own hand, showing appreciation for the specter that lingered with him.

17 - To distract MariAli

"I know what you're here for, and the answer is no." Alice folded her arms and frowned, her foot tapping impatiently.

Marisa flashed her a winning smile. "What do you mean? How could you possibly know why I'm here, when I haven't said anything?"

"You don't have to say anything. Every year, I make plum wine when the season turns, and every year, you and Reimu come and steal it to drink back at the Hakurei Shrine." Alice's Shanghai and Hourai dolls stood before the jars of honey-colored liqueur, guarding them with their tiny lances.

Marisa folded her arms and grumbled, making a show of frustration while cutting her eyes to Reimu, her partner in crime. The witch's eyes sparkled with an idea, and Reimu slowly nodded her head in recognition.

Recklessly, Marisa swept Alice into her arms, dipping the magician low to the ground. "Now!" She crowed, before pulling Alice into a deep kiss. Alice's limbs tensed, then slacked, her head spinning.

Flustered and high on a giddy sort of energy, Alice's mind muddled until she was finally released. As she collected herself, she looked to the window, where Marisa and Reimu were beating a hasty escape, arms laden with jars of plum wine. The Shanghai doll moved to give chase, but Alice simply lifted a hand.

"Ugh... Let them go, this time. If Marisa is willing to go that far, she must really need it." Alice couldn't help but entertain the idea of making more plum wine, this time to be traded instead.

21 - On a place of insecurity CyGate

Cyclonus had noticed, in even the short time he had known Tailgate, that he had a great number of insecurities. Surely, Cyclonus thought, anyone would recognize this in him, but he seemed to be the only one who really paid attention to how Tailgate clung so desperately to any sort of validation, any sense of belonging or being a part of something greater.

And one of the places where Tailgate's insecurity most manifested was in his Function. On his forearm were carved carefully the words "Waste Disposal," and it apparently caused Tailgate no end of resentment. On a quiet night, Cyclonus resolved to confront the little bot about it.

"It's so degrading," Tailgate finally admitted, his optics gleaming as he averted his gaze. "Everyone else has such grand purposes, but me? I'm just a janitor!" He held his head in his hands. "Every time I look at my arm, I feel so humiliated that I just wanna tear it off." He sniffed. "I would, if I weren't such a coward."

"Wait, listen to reason." Cyclonus tried to force himself to speak gently, knowing just how jarring his voice could be. "First of all, there's nothing wrong with cleaning waste. It is a necessary task like any other, and we wouldn't be able to live in a place full of garbage." He paused, realizing that might not have been what Tailgate wanted to hear, even if he needed it. "And two, your Function is not indicative of your worth. I have seen you, Tailgate, and your intense spirit, and you are worth far more than most any bot on this ship."

"You really think so?" Tailgate finally looked back up at Cyclonus.

"I know it." Cyclonus carefully took Tailgate's hand, lifting his arm and brushing his mouth across the lettering. "And I will keep telling you so until you believe it."

24 - In danger Sufferer/Disciple

Each day in hiding, the Sufferer grew more distraught. Even as many times as they relocated, however many of their pursuers they killed and however often they covered their tracks, he knew it was only a matter of time before they were caught. He watched as his beloved mother, the Dolarosa, retreated to a place of solitude in the cavern they inhabited, lifting her hands and praying under her breath. To his side, the Disciple sharpened her claws, dragging them against the rocky floor and watching them file down to shape with marked intensity.

"Why is it that you continue to follow me?" He looked to the Disciple with a mix of sorrow and resignation. "If I asked you to run, to let them hunt me while you escaped to live your life safely, would you?"

"Never." She replied plainly. "I have chosen this path, knowing it would be hard, because of my endless devotion to you. Why do you think I would flee now, just because we're nearing the end?"

The Sufferer lowered his head, teeth grit. So, she was aware, just as he was, that they did not have long. "I only wish that... that my actions here had caused any change."

"They did." The Disciple moved close to his side, nuzzling her cheek against his. "You may not have changed the highblood's minds, but you have moved the hearts of those who struggle like us. It won't be immediate, but you have invited a wave of change."

"I would have liked to be around to see it." The Sufferer laughed, bitterly, before pressing a kiss to the Disciple's cheek. "Thank you. I'm sorry. I hope you can forgive me one day for bringing you into this."

"I already have." And yet, she could not help but wish that they could remain curled together in the vague warmth of that cavern until the end of days.

25 - As a Yes HecaJun

Junko couldn't remember half of the catalysts of her pure rage. She couldn't remember the faces of her husband and son, nor the face of Chang'e, who took them from her. She couldn't even remember her name from before she became a vengeful spirit. All she could remember was the concentrated rage that boiled in her throat.

But she was slowly making new memories, and most of them were of Hecatia. Hecatia, smiling and agreeing to fight at her side. Hecatia, laughing and playing with Clownpiece, dancing across the crater of a dried-up lunar lake. Hecatia, pushing back a lock of Junko's hair and asking her if she would be interested in trying to love again.

Junko didn't quite know how to answer. She wanted to say yes. Desperately. But her lips threatened to betray her, as they quivered behind years of near-forgotten heartbreak. So instead, she closed the distance between Hecatia's mouth and her own, agreeing in a silent sort of way.

33 - Forcefully HarryJean

"Jean, please look at me."

Rather than give in, Jean continued to stare daggers at the floor in front of him. It was all he could do to keep his attention focused on that one spot, eyes burning as another wave of despair welled in his chest and threatened to crush his lungs.

"Listen! I want to apologize, but I need you to stop acting like I'm not *here*, can't you even pretend to hear me?" Harry pushed a hand through his own hair, his initial repentance giving way to frustration he knew he didn't have the right to feel.

Jean's fists gripped at his knees where he sat, teeth digging into the inside of his lip until he could taste blood. "I get you feel like shit. I can sympathize. But that doesn't mean you get to treat the rest of us like shit till you feel better..!"

"This isn't about the others. I'll talk to them later, but right now, this is about me and you." Harry's fingers twitched. "You knew what you were getting into when you started getting closer to me, I warned you about the kind of man I was becoming."

"Is that supposed to be an apology?!" Jean's eyes snapped upward to stare at Harry hard. "Because that sounds like excuses."

"I'm *getting* to it!" Harry exhaled, too harshly, trying to force out the anger in his stomach. "I *am* sorry! I hate hurting you!"

Jean's eyes narrowed, and he looked back down at the floor. "Then stop hurting me."

The same frustration that Harry tried so hard to repress flared back up. If only it were so *easy.* Why was Jean convinced that he could just change in a day? And why was Jean not looking at him? The aloofness made him *sick*.

It was so easy to stride across the floor, to grab Jean by the jaw and to turn his head upward, to lock their lips.

He wasn't sure what he expected in return, but it wasn't a hand tangled into his hair, keeping him close, as Jean's mouth worked against his own. He could faintly taste blood on Jean's tongue. When he pulled his head back, Jean chased him, briefly, before leaning back again.

Harry let out a ragged breath. "Let me start from the top."

There was a moment's silence before Jean nodded. "Yeah. Please do."

[mdzs-owns-my-ass-i-guess]

Primal instincts

@sasumimo

🍯🌬️🦷 (any type of thick sauce, cold breath [i think this emote is called wind face but context], teeth) and dragonji/foxxian spice! 

Song for atmosphere: here (Alyxx Dione - Don't stop)

Warnings: porn, smut, spice - whatever you call it, they're fucking nasty here, so don't read if you're under 18, or if any of these squick you: dirty talk, bondage, food play, some CNC elements, temperature play, marking (biting/scratching), pheromones, mentions of primal play.

I'm going to hell express shipping, y'all want anything?

Honey glistened into the candlelight like molten gold, minuscule particles in the liquid catching into the light like diamonds. It was hypnotizing, watching the way it poured out of the little jar, hanging into the air and slowly, tantalizingly, coating the naked skin of Lan Wangji's torso. The few patches of fine, light blue scales caught a temporary greenish hue as the honey spread over the expanse of the man's skin, into the crevices of his muscles, down his sides, following the sharp contours of his hips and V-line.

Wei Wuxian watched in absolute fascination as his beloved's skin tinted gold, pupils blown wide with desire. He'd always liked honey, a staple of his fox-like dietary preferences - but dripping off Lan Wangji's body, it somehow looked more appetizing than ever, hunger and arousal intermixing in the tight feeling that settled in his groin.

Lan Wangji watched him with the same fascination, honeyed pupils slitted as they traveled over the generous expanse of skin Wei Wuxian had decided to show, even with the sorry excuse of a covering he wore. It was light red, lace and see-through, only slightly darker than his red cheeks, a beautiful match to his fox ears and the tail that kept so temptingly caressing every part of Lan Wangji it could reach - from his legs, to his thighs, and stubbornly avoiding the one place that Lan Wangji wanted so desperately touched.

Alas, he had to control himself - he was a man of his word, and, as much as he didn't like to admit it, he had lost the bet he and Wei Ying had set up, and would be receiving his punishment accordingly. And very willingly.

Truth be told, Lan Wangji hadn't exactly set out confident he would win. Even though his senses are knife-sharp, and his dragon form allows him incredible speed of movement and mobility, he had been a bit foolish to believe he could win the chase against his foxy partner. After all, forests are to foxes what the clouds are to dragons.

Still, the chase had been. admittedly, very fun, and it stirred up something primal in both of its participants. Wei Wuxian's nimble, elegant, quick movements, the thrill of hunting him down and the promise of what would come if Lan Wangji caught him - all had his body swimming in adrenaline and an intoxicating mix of pheromones. And judging by the sweet, mind-altering scent that he could feel emanating from Wei Wuxian, he knew he wasn't the only one.

After all, it had all been his idea - to be chased down like prey into the thick forest surrounding the Cloud Recesses and fucked roughly against every surface if he got caught, until he cried for mercy or passed out. So much for that - Lan Wangji bitterly thought to himself, though admittedly he could always ask for a do-over.

"You seem lost in thought, Hanguang-Jun." Wei Wuxians silky voice comes, eyes half lidded as he places the now empty honey pot aside. "Am I boring you?"

"Yes."

He clicked his tongue, lightly whipping Lan Wangji's leg with his tail, the fur soft. "Ungrateful. This is supposed to be for me, yet I feel like you're going to enjoy it more than I will."

Lan Wangji's arms twitched with the impulse to touch, useless against his tight, unforgiving restraints. Wei Wuxian had done amazing work binding his arms together and to the metal headboard of the bed, seven rows of knots biting into his skin. The red rope scratched against him tantalizingly, a quiet warning not to move - and Lan Wangji could finally understand why Wei Wuxian liked to be tied up so much.

"Look at me, won't you? I think you'll enjoy the show~"

Wei Wuxian's hair curtained him, long and dark, as he leaned down and licked a slow stripe over Lan Wangji's abs, eyes locked with his as he let out a pleased hum at the taste of the honey that had gathered there.

A surprised breath left Lan Wangji at the sensation, his nerves coming alive with it.

"Honey tastes even sweeter off you, Lan Zhan." And his tongue swiped lower, nearing the flat plane of skin above Lan Wangji's very obvious need.

"Wei Ying."

He could practically taste the smirk in Wei Ying's voice. "It's forbidden to talk while eating, let me savor you now."

Lan Wangji growls, the sound half animalistic, but it ends in a shaky moan when he feels Wei Ying's hands slide over his skin, the smooth glide of his fingers through the honey raising goosebumps on Lan Wangji's skin - all the while the delicious roughness of Wei Ying's tongue cleans up the honey on his lower body. God, if only Wei Ying would go lower-

His fingers move over Lan Wangji's nipples, teasing the sensitive buds until they raise, hard and wanting, and without warning, slid up just enough to take one in his mouth. Lan Wangji's back arched off the bed, rope biting into his skin as he did, a pitiful sound escaping him.

Wei Wuxian laughed, sultry and teasing, as he let the very tips of his fangs graze over Lan Wangji's right nipple before moving on to the same to his left, reveling into the sweet taste and his lover's even sweeter reactions. He continued his journey upwards, kissing a trail of honeyed kisses onto Lan Wangji's neck and giving himself the freedom to sink his teeth over his jugular, just enough to draw the right amount of blood to bruise.

"You're mine now, Hanguang-Jun." he all but purred in Lan Wangji's ear. "And I'm going to very thoroughly take advantage of you."

Before Lan Wangji could even think to protest, he felt Wei Wuxian's hand slide over the side of his face, fingers coming to brush against the two horns protruding from his forehead.

"Wei Ying, no-!"

Wei Wuxian let the very tips of his claws scratch over the hard texture of one the horns. "No?"

Lan Wangji thrashed his head away, the sensation overwhelming. "No, don't-"

"You always like pulling on my tail, biting my ears... yet I can't even touch these? How unfair of you, Hanguang-Jun." Wei Wuxian teasingly chided, no intention of stopping as his caresses became more intentional, moving over the bumps and branch-like structures of Lan Wangji's dragon horns.

He writhed at the feeling, and Wei Wuxian found him equal parts adorable as he did irresistible - so, while he left one hand to play there, he slid the other down, where Lan Wangji's cock throbs with need.

"Say, Hanguang-Jun, will you forgive me for this if I make you cum now?"

"No!"

"Tsk, pretentious." Still, he let his hand move over Lan Wangji's length, admiring the weight and size of it. "Then I'm done being nice too."

Lan Wangji glared, horny and incredulous. "This is nice?"

"You're one to talk. Your 'nice' has left me immobile for a week. At least my type of 'nice' isn't that cruel."

"You like cruel."

"I do." Wei Wuxian let his covering fall off his shoulders, the material leaving his skin like water, before taking his favorite position atop his lover. "So give me what I like."

It was seconds later that Wei Wuxian's sharp claws cut through the ropes binding Lan Wangji, the newfound freedom allowing Lan Wangji enough room to regain his dominance.

With Wei Wuxian under him, his eyes glinting in victory, Lan Wangji decided he really had enough of his husband's "nice".

"What're going to do to me, mighty Hanguang-Jun?" Wei Wuxian asks as he wraps his legs around Lan Wangji's. "Should I scream for help yet?"

"You will."

Wei Wuxian nearly screamed when he felt frostbite on his chest, Lan Wangji's cold breath raising goosebumps and unforgiving shivers from his body. The difference in temperature had his body tingle.

"No, Lan Zhan-"

"No?" Lan Wangji parroted his earlier tone. "A shame."

He leaned to kiss and lick into Wei Wuxian's mouth, his breath icy, careless of Wei Wuxian's gasps and protests about it. He moved, unrelenting, down his neck - where he let his fangs bite in, mirroring the mark Wei Wuxian left on him - biting his nipples, and licking hot and cold down Wei Wuxian's body. Red lines left in his wake, the texture of his tongue and the cold of his breath marking his beloved.

He wanted to be a bit evil, and so he very lightly blew a two of his coldest breaths over Wei Wuxian's cock, all too happy with the startled, screaming moans that followed.

"Lan Zhan, I said-"

"You said to give you what you like." And Lan Wangji allowed himself to check whether Wei Wuxian had been thorough enough in preparing himself, a finger sliding inside him. "So I am."

"You're horrible!"

Lan Wangji could barely hold in a laugh. "Am I?" And then, without warning, he slid inside Wei Wuxian, a scandalized scream leaving him at the sudden intrusion, claws coming to dig into Lan Wangji's forearms, eyes tearful.

"Wait, Lan Zhan- don't you know I'm delicate?! It hurts!"

"Aren't I terrible?" he growls, slamming his cock hard inside his lover. "Why should I care?"

"I didn't mean it!" Wei Wuxian squealed as he felt Lan Wangji's merciless rhythm batter up his insides. "You're not terrible! You're great, you're amazing, I love you-"

"Pointless."

"No - ahhh!"

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About five hours later, they finally got sated (and tired) enough to stop - and had the horrible realization that, though incredibly sexy, honey could get pretty damn sticky on silk bedsheets.

"You change them." Wei Wuxian whined, "I'm too sore."

Lan Wangji sent him a flat look (which with the mess he had become, looked really funny). "This was your idea."

"Which you agreed to!"

"I'm not moving."

"I'm not either."

"We'll sleep like this then?"

"I don't mind. Do you?"

With a sigh, Lan Wangji got up to dress and find new bedsheets.

"Fix me a bath too, my dear husband!"

[aline-the-cat]

Jin Ying’s Courtesy name

So! I’ve received two beatiful courtesy names sugestions, and with them in mind I researched for my own ideas, as I can’t decide on one I’ll ask for your help (also, if one of them results to be inapropriate in any way that I dont know or something, I’ll be grateful for your input) 

Acording to internet and some comments (:v) courtesy names were given based on what you wanted for your child, so I based my own ideas on that (again, do correct me if I’m wrong) 

Vote for your favorite name!!

Rúxìng (Like happy/ Like cheerful): looking for happiness-themed ancient chinesse poems I found this (xìng) that could be happy or cheerful, so I chose that because I thought the family would want A-Ying to be happy/cheerful as he was (before everything went to shiiii-)

Rúyě (Like wild): suggestion by Grace_Youya in ao3 

Rúyín (Like silver): also suggestion by Grace in ao3, and one of my personal favorites, “to honor Wei Wuxian without giving him his courtesy name”

Rúliàng (Like bright/ Like shine): I was looking something along the lines of sunshine, or sunlight, because thats very much what wwx was and a-Ying is, (liàng) is the closest I got; which would be like the desire for Jin Ying to keep being the sunshine he is and shine like he wasn’t allowed as Wei Wuxian (cofcofMadamYucofcof)

Rúlián (Like lotus): I got sentimental with this one, one is obviously the reference to his belonging to the Jiang Clan and two: “The lotus (蓮花, lián huā, 荷花, hé huā) is known as the gentleman’s flower because it grows out from the mud, pure and unstained." Also, it matches Jin Ling’s own courtesy name “Rulan” going by WY’s definition of the “Lan” being the one in orchyd, both kids with flowers names ^^ (lián: lotus)

Rúshān (Like mountains): suggestion by echoesoftheforce in ao3. “It means "like mountains", but more importantly it's derived from the line 羡青山有思，白鹤忘机 Which means "I admire the green mountains for its quietness, the white cranes on it have forgotten the wicked ways of society" the Chinese characters, 羡 = xiàn = Wei Wuxian”

Rúwēi:  Suggestion by Clever_spring in ao3 “入微 rù wēi. down to the smallest detail thoroughgoing fine and detailed. I think ruwei very much is apt and he and his brother are like rulan and ruwei, lan and wei together u see”

Hope I made my research right, and if not let me know, the courtesy name reveal will be until he is 13 (That’s the age I gave Jin Ling’s his) so you have still another chapter to vote 

Vote for your favorite name!!

[silviakundera]

When Shen Qiao gives me those Wei Wuxian feels ...

Dou Yanshan shook his head, “Shen Qiao, you’re a member of the Han ethnicity, yet you deliberately put your loyalty in a Xianbei person. No wonder Mount Xuandu thinks you are inadequate to be their sect leader.”

Shen Qiao replied with a smile, “It only tells me that Chairman Dou has never experienced what it is like to be on the opposite side of everyone else. As long as I believe this is worth doing, why should I care about how other people see me or what they may think of me? Your family, your friends, those who truly like you and have your best interests in mind, will definitely understand you one day.”

[lotuslate]

HE LIVED BITCH

[moniehon]

Quick wangxian sketch!!

[dkettchen]

So I’ve started watching The Untamed-

[voiidlokii]

“Wangxian. Wangxian. A good name. I like it.”

[wangxianficrecs]

Follower Recs

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hi mod kay, hope youre having a lovely day :> i'd like to send a few recs for wip week, idk you might like to space them out if they're a lot @danmeiireader

[You're gonna get your own Follower Rec post for all these lovely recs! ~Mod Kay]

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LQR lets go of his prejudice enough to put two and two together, and sees it's not five like the Jins are confidently proclaiming. i loved this for his introspection.

Anything for Family

by Starlight143

T, WIP, 2k, Wangxian & Nielan

Summary: Faced with pitiful resistance by the Wens in the Burial Mounds and later with the sick toddler his nephew brings back, Lan Qiren doubts the truthfulness of the scenario they were presented with. With one nephew being wilfully blind and the other in seclusion and refusing to speak, Lan Qiren is left to satisfy his suspicions on his own. Activating a time travelling array hadn't been his plan but after being deposited in the past, Lan Qiren refused to sit back and watch his family and home be destroyed a second time.

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This is a different tone than 'Once Can Keep a Secret', it leans into wwx dealing with tense political plays while being his brilliant self. It has 2 chapters, and it ends on a bit of a cliffhanger :V

The Trial

by H_Belle

Not rated, WIP, 6k, Wangxian

Summary: Canon divergence - Cloud Recesses did not burn and the Sunshot Campaign has not yet started. Amidst the rising tensions in the cultivation world, the Wen Sect announces a special event planned for the next Discussion Conference - a trial of wit, skill and spirit, meant for the sect heirs only. For some reason, Wei Wuxian is asked to assist. And what was this trial supposed to be, exactly?

@hedgebelle

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It's a fave of mine, I just can't pass up dad!WWX protecting a-Yuan with his life. It'd be a cold day in hell.

Hysterical Strength

by covalentbonds

Not rated, WIP, 3k, Wangxian

Summary: Hysterical strength is a display of extreme strength by humans, beyond what is believed to be normal, usually occurring when people are in life-and-death situations. Most commonly displayed when one's child is in danger. A suprise attack in Yiling changes everything.

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Short, but packs a punch :')

An Inch of Grass, and All The Sunshine of Spring

by ChilianXianzi

T, WIP, 1k, Wangxian

Part of @pocketfulofrecs' Exploring Tropes: Time Travel

Summary: "Did you…Did you know our A-Ying?" Cangse Sanren's eyes are wide and full of hope, and Lan Wangji is suddenly struck by the realization that he is the only one in the world now who would still speak of Wei Ying with fondness. Who knows him enough outside of the wild and hurtful rumors scattered across the land. Just him, in all of his own failings and his poor grasp of words. But Lan Wangji had failed Wei Ying once, and if he could not speak for Wei Ying when the whole world had bayed for his blood, then he owes it to Wei Ying to speak of him kindly now, to let his meagre words tumble out of lips unused still to speech after years of silence. He doesn't expect there to be so much words inside him, doesn't expect that his words would carry him until the sky darkens around them. Doesn't expect the embrace enveloping him after he is done - Warm and firm and safe.

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[wangxiians]

wei wuxian: master of annoying clan leaders

[happyxingchen]

wei wuxian in every scene  — 2/?