#yandere lan wangji x reader

[kurokawaia]

❛ You're Mine ❜ - Master list

Yandere!Lan Wangji X Fem!Wen!Reader

REQUESTED? YES (filled request)

TW/CW; X Fem! Reader, she/her pronouns, obsessive behaviour, dubcon! noncon! frequent sex, breeding, size kink, slightly forced marriage, doggy, missionary, prone bone, jealousy, yandere behaviour, kidnapping, bondage, oral, creampie + more ╰┈➤ This anon has asked for this to be a reader insert only asking that the reader having long hair which goes past the waist (as its chinese tradition) and that she is smaller that Lan Wangji, everything else is up to you!

STORY INFORMATION; Follows the plot of MDZS briefly, contains brief events on the Xuanwu of slaughter and the sunshot campaign. This a a Yandere x reader, so if its not your cup of tea, SCROLL. All characters are 18 +

SYNOPSIS; Lan Wangji is obsessed with the reader after she helped him in the cloud recess and now, he doesn't want to let you go.

─── CHAPTER LIST - 6/6 ╰┈➤ total word count 16,000

╭ Chapter 1 - 4.1k+ words ╰┈➤ Back story on how LWJ and you met, the Wens burned down the Cloud Recesses and this is when you started to help the Gusu Lan Sect in the aftermath, just like your brother and sister (Wen Qing adn Wen Ning). But as you helped out, you were in a lot of secret meetings with LWJ. But this caused LWJ to fall more desperately obsessed with you than he already was. During the Xuanwu of slaughter, you get captured from the Lan's and Jiangs by your own clan members Wen Xu and Wen Chao because you were helping the 'enemy'.

| Chapter 2 - 2.8k+ words ╰┈➤ You get saved by Jiang Cheng and Lan Wangji (individually). But Lan Wangji's obsession turns into love and to repay Jiang Cheng's kindness, you work as a spy for him to help during the massacre of the Lotus Pier event. Which causes Jiang Cheng to fall in love with you. The sunshot campaign was up and running, but it wasn't something you, a healer should be fighting for causing you to get injured. Lan Wangji saves you and brings you to Gusu to hide and recuperate, taking care of you.

| Chapter 3 - 2.3k+ words ╰┈➤ Jiang Cheng searches for you as you left the Jiangs so suddenly, so, Wangji gets the wrong idea, thinking you are lovers. This moment creates just the beginning of his yandere tendencies and his demeanour changes. An argument arises and he kisses you which then leaves you wondering why Lan Wangji is doing this, the HanGuang-Jun is kissing you with such anger. Then, this leads to non-consensual sex but Wangji makes sure to take care of you in the kindest way possible, calming you dow and after it leads to Dubconsensual sex now that you have realised your feelings for him

| Chapter 4 - 1.9k words ╰┈➤ The war has now passed and Lan Wangji is taking care of you and helping you search for your siblings. When you two found them, you requested to stay with them in Yiling, to leave Wangji. But this caused Lan Wangji's already yandere personality to rise to another level. He wants to bring her back to Gusu and marry her, but she doesn't want to, she wants to stay with Jiang Cheng, her siblings and doesn't want to follow the 3000 rules.

| Chapter 5 - 3.9k words ╰┈➤ This results in Wangji kidnapping her and hiding her secretly, visiting her to only have sex. He loves her of course, but he spends time with her, not only to have sex, but to be near her. This is the softest Lan Wangji will ever be towards you. You tried to run away from him, only because you felt suffocated hiding, Jiang Cheng tried to help but failed. The second attempt you made by yourself and that soft love you were getting changed, it was only rough, dominating sex. But he accidentally confesses and you did to, which changed the mood, it wasn't rough, but just intense.

| Chapter 6 - 900+ words ╰┈➤ Wangji is satisfied, now knowing that you aren't lovers with Jiang Cheng, that you're just a good friend. So now he has you all to himself, your his and no one else's. Then you two get married, it's just the two of you, his pretty wife. You two celebrate during the lantern festival together and send of a lantern, knowing that it's just the two of you forever.

[kikyan]

Hey is that a sign that requests are open 👉 👈 if so may I request WWX and LWJ with a s/o who is not human? Like you know nine-tailed fox, mermaids etc. or whatever myth creature you'd like <3

I’m so sorry for making you wait my mental health just declined for no reason but nonetheless, here we go!! 

I really couldn’t be a mythical creature to save my life because all were interesting and slightly different, so I guess I’ll just do general headcanons for an unspecified but still mythical creature! Okay, as a non-human in this world, it’s quite easy to be confused with a ghost or a fierce corpse. You’re probably on someone’s (Jin Guangyao) hit list. Despite that, you still manage to avoid cultivators and hunters alike so they’re getting real desperate for your capture. Not WWX and LWJ, they’re smart and because WWX has had let’s say a past with ghosts, he knows you’re not one. You don’t really pose a harm unless provoked because you have emotions and a free will. I have the feeling that while you’re on the run, you stop by Cloud Recesses for a break. Well, someone’s spotted you and have alerted the Lan clan of Gusu, resulting in LWJ and WWX coming out to see. When they first get there, LWJ spares no time in trying to dispose of you (sorry y’all) but WWX quickly realizes something is wrong. You’re not reacting like most ghosts so it’s possible you don’t exactly pose a threat. After investigating, you’re in the clear and going back with them because they need to keep you safe. 

They clear your name and slowly start to rebuild your life with them. Casual conversations with LWJ and chaotic energy with WWX (he’s just like me fr). It’s a casual friendship where they defend you a lot, because I know the word doesn’t spread like crazy just yet and some are skeptical. I guess, one way to ensure your survival, is to keep you near WWX and LWJ who can kill you if needed. They of course, won’t do that. You’re just so much fun and I know LWJ being the responsible one ends up reading about your lore to understand you better why WWX prefers the old trial and error, asking you directly, and observing you naturally. As far as their yandere tendencies, they go really overboard. They’re both super overprotective of you because everyone isn’t exactly on board with you still living because you know them, always afraid of the unknown. So if you go out, it’s with one of them. Even around the estate, when they go on missions they drag you along because they don’t want to risk anything. 

[dear-yandere]

ashes to ashes.

yandere! lan wangji. major spoilers for mdzs. tw: burn wounds, implied character death, implied mass death.

do not re-upload or use my writing without permission.

He’s failed you.

"I'll protect you...” even those words felt like a lie, hanging like threads from bruised and bitten lips. “I won't let anyone hurt you again, I--" He trails off, a futile attempt at self-redemption -- your ear canals had already melted shut and your eardrums had burst during the onslaught, yet he hopelessly willed his words to reach your ears. Blood stained the skin surrounding your temple, proof you could no longer hear; you could only lay in his arms, wondering where his normal composure had gone. His face was normally so schooled, so stoic and calm like a lake’s surface; worry truly didn’t suit him, but pain would shoot through your arms each time you tried to rest a palm on his cheek. 

“Why... why aren’t you...with the others?” You felt the rumble of your voice hit your throat, but how strange it was you could no longer hear it. You could no longer hear Lan Zhan when he was right before you, screaming and wailing. You could no longer hear the beautiful birdsong and flowing rivers of Gusu. You could only hear... nothing. Yet, how unusual it was to see him returned to the Cloud Recesses when he should be in Yunmeng. Did something happen? Why has he returned?

Perhaps... did he come back just for you?

“Lan Zhan...” Your head throbbed as if its been hit incessantly with leaden bricks -- he couldn’t have come back just for you. Something must be wrong, but what? There was fire, smoke, and ash. You smelled that much, you saw that much, but it didn’t make sense. Nothing made sense, nothing was processing as it should be -- something was wrong but you couldn’t place what.

What happened to you?

“Don’t speak, your wounds will worsen.” He whispered, hoping again that you’ll hear. Lan Wangji watched you struggle and he hadn’t the heart to tell you what had happened. He heard Wen disciples in every pavilion, their battle cries and screams creating a horrible cacophony alongside the death cries of his clan. His legs were leaden -- he had other people to check on, other people to protect. He had to find his brother and the grand cultivator. There are matters far more pressing, people far more important; he’d be a traitor to his people, a man unworthy of his title if he abandoned those responsibilities for some fleeting feelings.

But in this moment, nothing mattered. You were dying and the world may as well be too.

You managed a smile, so gentle and happy it looked so horribly out-of-place on your face, so terrifyingly beautiful amidst the fire. Even with your skin tarred with soot and burnt flesh,  your robes tattered and charred, you looked so tragically beautiful. Why hadn’t he come sooner? Why hadn’t he realized sooner?

Could he have prevented this if he had?

“I don’t know what’s going on, but...” Blackened spit dribbled along your chin, and Wangji quickly wiped it away. The soot reminds him of the reality crashing down behind his back. You smile, grateful for his cold touch, like a cool breeze on a summer’s day. Nothing made sense, but this horrible pit in your gut made you wish for better days. “I’m glad you’re back.”

“Please don’t talk.” Because your words are daggers pointed at his heart. “I... This is my fault. I’m sorry, I’m so sorry...” His voice dies along with the light in your eyes. His apologies won’t matter, they’ll never matter, because you can’t hear his final words to you, but by some cruel act of fate, he could hear yours.

“It’s not your fault, Lan Zhan.”

[dirty-mdzsconfessions]

how about enemies to lovers with lwj and wwx. but with a yandere mix. I want to know how would they deal with someone they hate but also can't let go?

tw !! yandere themes

sooooo much hate-fucking involved with their darling. as I said in one of my previous confessions for these two, you would become so disorientated with their differences, but in this case it would be so different. they'd both have one common goal and will do anything to reach it: fucking your lights out until you splutter out how you were wrong, how you belong to them, how you will need no one else but them

they're both equally as merciless, with lwj biting and marking you up, stealing your breath away with kisses while wwx makes a wreck of your hole, making you cry out for both of them so pathetically

[riemihann]

Hi! can you write modern Lan Wangji x gn reader ? Lan Zhan as boyfriend fanfic

Oh sure! Problem is.. I’m not getting my laptop back so... Yea here you go!

You wake up in the middle of the night to grab some water, you turned on the lights and see a figure downstairs... “What the..” You think to yourself as you grab your jump rope from the table and tangle the intruder. Only to see your boyfriend covered in blood. You were on-top of the so called intruder “Wangji?!” You were surprised to see him like this honestly. “Mn, it’s me.” He says and you un-tangle him “Why are you covered in blood?!” You finally ask and he avoids looking you in the eye. “I had something to do.” He says

“What do you mean something?” You ask him again but he doesn’t answer. “More importantly... Is this your blood?” You grab his bloody arm with some scratches and some light bruises. He hisses at how you drag him to sit in the dining table so you could get the first aid kit. “Lan Zhan...” He knew you only say that when you were angry or worried. “What happened?” You ask as he began to explain his ‘story’ “I wanted to get some food from the nearest convinience store for some bread. Until a man in black attacked me.” He says and you believed him.. You didn’t know of course. But when you do... He will make sure that won’t happen.

[blueberryflutterby]

MDZS Yandere Headcanons [LWJ]

“Stop it... St-Stop it! Lan Zh-Zhan! Hanguang-Jun!!” 

You hoped that addressing the man by his righteous title would snap some sense into him. That it would knock the screw that came lose back into place. However, all it did was make his grip on your wrists stronger. By now you were certain that bruises started forming. Damn his Lan strength.

The last thing you expected was for the esteemed cultivator to suddenly snap. To shed innocent blood with his own hands. You could all but tearfully glance towards the lifeless body of the young Lan Sect leader, but with the feeling of teeth sinking into your flesh, your neck arched in retaliation. 

‘‘L-Lan Zhan!!” 

“Shut it.” 

Having been silenced in such a harsh manner, a whimper fled your flips. His lips latching to your skin and sucking yet another dark hickey. It appeared that Lan Wangji wanted his mark all over you, for it littered down your neck, collarbone, chest and arms. All exposed to him. 

Taking advantage of his loosening grip, your elbow shot back with lightning speed and hit him straight in the gut. Now it would have been ineffective... If you had not used spiritual energy in the blow. 

The man stumbled back with his hand shooting up towards the now bruising skin beneath his clothing. “Mn.’’ You took this chance to spin around, ready to make a break for it. Yet you were stopped dead in your tracks when a large hand engulfed your throat, forcing your head back and slamming you into the wall. With gasps and desperate squirms, you called out to your now deranged lover. 

“L-...Lan...Zh-...an...!!”

“Y/N. You are mine.” Every word was punctuated and accompanied by a stern glare. His lips trailed down to your collar bone, his hot tongue pressed at your skin. ‘‘Your heart.” A bite.

“Body...”  And another one.

“And soul.”  And another.

Your choked out wail was music to his ears whilst his eyes marveled at the bloody, animal-like bites that littered the base of your neck and upper chest. Salty tears fell to your cheeks as the pain of his teeth ripping through your flesh settled in. “L-Lan Zh-Zhan....S-Stop... St-...op...” 

Once more your body stiffened. Although this time it was for a different reason. His tongue had pressed to your cheek and slowly trailed upwards, licking away the water that flowed from your eye which widened when you heard a metal click. 

Lan Wangji let go of your throat and instead tugged on the chain that bound your wrists together. You collided into his chest, pressed against him and immobile. Cold lips brushed to your ear and a bone-chilling, psychotic-laced sentence filled your canal. 

“Let’s go back to Gusu.” 

[kurokawaia]

❛ Your Mine ❜ - Chapter 3

yandere!Lan Wangji X Fem!Wen!Reader

| YANDERE + DARK CONTENT | this meaning, if you don't like this content, then just scroll away

WC; 2.3k+ | !MDNI! | TW/CW : noncon leading into dubcon, virginity taking, oral -> female recieving, slight rough sex, he gets softer but she still doesn't want it, piv, vop, missonary, prone bone, over stimulation, no protection, wrap before you tap pls, creampies + more

⋆·˚ ༘ * 𝒞𝐻𝒜𝒫𝒯𝐸𝑅 𝒮𝒰𝑀𝑀𝒜𝑅𝒴 :: Jiang Cheng searches for you as you left the Jiangs so suddenly, so, Wangji gets the wrong idea, thinking you are lovers. This moment creates just the beginning of his yandere tendencies and his demeanour changes. An argument arises and he kisses you which then leaves you wondering why Lan Wangji is doing this, the HanGuang-Jun is kissing you with such anger. Then, this leads to Non-consensual sex but Wangji makes sure to take care of you in the kindest way possible, calming you down and after it leads to Dubconsensual sex now that you have realised your feelings for him.

part 2 | part 3 | part 4

Jiang Cheng burst through the quiet of Gusu like a shot, and determination burned fiercely in his eyes with a ready flame. As though filled with roaring flames, he had already stormed through the halls of the Lan residence, saying, "Where is she? Where is {Y/n}?".

Lan Wangji's expression did not change, but his body was tense. His eyes locked with Jiang Cheng's, resolute yet, at the same time, calm. "She is safe in Gusu. Recovering from her injuries."

Jiang Cheng stared, now somewhat anxiously, but felt anger indeed swell inside him. "You have no right keeping her from me. Left without saying a single word, and I need to know why. What in the. is going on here?"

Lan Wangji's face was cold as his voice was frosty. "She was hurt, and she needs to rest. She should not go out and about, and here, I can protect her. She has nothing to do with you now."

The words cut deep, and Jiang Cheng's fists clenched at his sides. "I am her concern. I care about her, and have every right to know what's happening."

At that, Lan Wangji's eyes suddenly turned dangerous. "You have no right to her. She belongs to me to protect," he said.

He had worried so much for you, Jiang Cheng. That he had even left with a heavy heart, promising his own heart that if not now, then soon he would discover the truth. And that's when Lan Wangji began to shift more toward his possessive yandere attitude—something that was to be vehemently protected.

Later that evening, Lan Wangji entered your room quietly, his expression a mask of composed intensity. He approached your bed, where you lay resting.

You looked up at him, your eyes meeting his with curiosity, but you held lingering fear in your eyes, after all, you weren't allowed to leave. "Lan Wangji," you said softly. "You didn’t need to chase Jiang Cheng away. I’m fine now."

Lan Wangji’s gaze was intense, almost unnervingly focused. "You were not fine," he said, his voice low and edged with something darker. "You were in danger, and you need to recover. I will not allow anyone to jeopardize your safety."

A frown creased your forehead. "But why did you have to be so harsh with him? He was only worried about me."

Lan Wangji's expression hardened, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. "He has no claim over you. You are mine, and I will protect you as I see fit."

The possessiveness in his tone sent a shiver down your spine. "Lan Wangji, I—"

Before you could continue, he leaned in, his lips capturing yours in a sudden, fierce kiss. The kiss was rough, filled with an intensity that left you breathless. It was as if he was trying to imprint his presence onto you.

His tongue was forcing itself into your mouth and you gasped, pawing at Lan Wangji's robes to push him off. You didn't want this but why was your body reacting differently? However, the kiss hurt and you were struggling to breathe. 

Your heart began to beat faster and faster than you thought you might faint. Thankfully, he pulled away, his breathing was heavy, and his eyes were dark with an emotion you couldn’t quite place. You stared at him, your heart racing from the suddenness of the kiss and the raw anger you had felt.

"Why?" you asked, your voice trembling. "Why are you doing this?"

Lan Wangji’s eyes softened, though his gaze was still intense. "Because I care for you more than anyone else. I cannot bear the thought of losing you to anyone or anything."

You tried to process his words, the mixture of anger and affection in his actions confusing you. "But Jiang Cheng… he was only trying to help."

Lan Wangji’s expression grew colder. "He is not to be trusted. You belong here, with me. I will not allow anyone to take you away."

The possessiveness in his voice was unmistakable, and a chill ran down your spine. "Lan Wangji, I’m grateful for everything you’ve done, but you can’t keep me locked away like this. I have my own life, my own responsibilities."

Lan Wangji’s gaze turned steely, his jaw set with determination. "Your life is here, with me. I will protect you from everything, even from yourself if necessary."

"But-!" 

You were cut off when his lips were forcefully pressed against your own, tongue slipping past your plump and already swollen lips. His tongue was entangling with your own, but it was so filled with force you didn't know what to do, you felt so hopeless under this touch that it felt as if all the strength has left your body. 

"N-No," you choke out through the kiss that even took your voice away. "S-Stop, pl-ease."

He didn't listen.

Your arms were being pinned against the bed beside your head, Lan Wangji had your legs spread with his knees. So, as much as you thrashed around you wouldn't be able to move. 

"You move again, and I'll do something you won't like," Lan Wangji mutters pulling away from your lips and leaving a trail of hickeys from your jaw to your exposed shoulder.

That statement shut you up and you forced yourself to stop moving. 

You Hanfu was stripped from your body and so were his white and blue detailed robes. Lan Wangji sat imposingly over you, he quickly entangled a hand in your hair, entangling the stands around his sturdy fingers. A yelp leaves your mouth when you are forced onto your knees and elbows facing him, his cock hard, up against his chest and you nibble your bottom lip in fear.

You didn't want to do this, but what other choice did you have? You didn't know what the consequence would be to disobey him. 

"Suck." The words were very simple and you hesitantly lowered your head. 

But, you didn't know what to do, you've never even engaged in such an act like this.

"So big," you mumbled, eyes widening in fear, wondering how he was expecting you to such your mouth full with his cock with his girth and size.

Lan Wangji hummed in reply. "Yeah? And you're going to take all of it," he continues, his command leaving no room to disobey.

You had no clue what you were doing. You place a kiss on the tip of his throbbing cock while angling it to your mouth, hand holding the base. You experimentally gaze up at Lan Wangji and his eyes bored into yours, a red flush coating his cheeks. 

Hesitantly, you looked back to his cock and drag the flat of your tongue up the underside of his shaft, feeling the veins that sprung up to the head of his cock, low groans leaving his mouth at the contact.

Lan Wangji's head threw back, his grip tightening on my hair as a gasp came from his lips. His mouth hissed as your fingers toyed with the slit in his shaft, spreading the pre-cum that spilt from his swelled tip before finally taking his throbbing length into your mouth. Your tongue swirled around his swollen pink tip before you took his cock further into your mouth.

"Look at you," Lan Wangji hummed and a pained whimper leaves your mouth, spreading vibrations through his cock. He moaned helplessly in response, bucking his hips roughly into your mouth causing you to gag.

You let your mouth slip off of his cock as you heaved for air. "Keep going," he demands and you shake your head, not wanting to anymore, it hurts so much.

All of a sudden, his grip on your hair tightened and a yelp left your mouth as tears poured from your eyes. He pushed your head back down, your lips and mouth swallowing his thick cock once more into your warm and hot mouth.

You were trying to take him as deep as you could without gagging on his cock, using your hand to jerk off the reminder that didn't fit into your mouth. Lan Wangji's moans grew louder before he struggled to maintain a still stature. Lan Wangji began to move your head through the tuffs of your hair, your movements not your own as you removed your hand and let him take control.

He moans, "Feel so good."

When you take him carelessly and put him into your mouth, more tears pour out your eyes. Your cunt was soaking wetter by the moment, and your eyes widened at the realisation. Were you getting turned on by this? Your slick was coating your calf as you rested your wait on the muscle.

Lan Wangji started moving more quickly, which made you start crying even more. When you hollowed out your cheeks, he let out a stifled sigh that made him hesitate to approach further. He pulls away from you, his load spilling into your mouth.

Lan Wangji's eyes were wide when he looked down to see the tears slipping from your eyes. "See, wasn't that hard now, was it? It's okay," he cooed, stroking the back of your head as you sobbed in his arms. "Shhh, it's okay. I'm here."

You didn't reply causing him to frown while you averted your gaze, his seed spilling from the corners of your lips. He realised that you had neither swallowed nor spit out his cum, he felt some sort of sympathy for you, he almost felt bad for what he had done.

But he discarded that though. You were his and it didn't matter what he did to you.

"Spit it out," Lan Wangji said and your eyes widened, not expecting that he would ask you to spit it out. You were waiting for him to yell at you to swallow his cum.

You let the liquid seep out your mouth beside the bed with a light cough as most of the cum leaked out your lips. 

You helplessly thought that this was over but it wasn't, Lan Wangji had pushed you back down to the bed, your back slamming against the plushy sheets and your eyes widened. 

"W-What are you-?" you asked distressed, your voice slightly raspy from him pounding his hips into your throat.

"Be quiet," he whispered into the shell of your ear before biting it and you let out a whimper causing him to raise a brow at your reaction. 

He delicately bites the shell of your ear making you let out a quiet whimper. you could feel him smile against your ear at your reaction. Lan Wangji's touch caused you to dig your nails slightly into his chest leaving light crescent marks causing more deep exhales of breaths to get caught in your ear.

Lan Wangji moved his head and his body suddenly firmly pressed against yours and you whimpered at the feeling of his dick pressing up against your stomach. His lips mingled with mine his minty taste and smell overflowed your senses making it a complete euphoria for you. you cupped the back of his neck to create a deeper angle for him to explore deeper into your mouth with our tongues continuing to entangle with each other.

He was so rough with you, borderline sexually harassing you and why did you feel so good now?

Lan Wangji groans into your mouth, the hand that was trailing down your thigh moved swiftly back to your waist and the other intertwined with your hair at the base of your neck, pulling you closer to him. you let out breathy sighs into him as your own hand interlaced with his blonde and your other wrapped around behind his neck.

"Shhh, it's okay," Lan Wangji hums. "You'll be okay."

His other hand moved its way down to tightly lift your thigh up which made his body mould closer to yours making you feel his dick press up against your soaked core. The kiss slows down and turns soft and almost desperate it's as if he wants to take his time with you, savouring every inch of your taste, to take his sweet time to memorise you.

He presses his lips against mine to take your mind off the pain that's probably soon to come. you feel a hard tip get lubricated at your entrance making your back arch into him as you let out a strangled moan of pleasure into his mouth. He continues to push further into you making your eyebrows furrow together in pain but the pleasure is still overwhelming your senses making tears prick at your eyes.

"Oh, you feel so good," Lan Wangji whimpers into your neck. "You're so perfect."

You moan. The feeling of pure ecstasy of him fully entered you, the pain gone.

You feel his dick scraping across your plush walls in all the right places as he slowly exited your cunt, but not fully. Our moans and whimpers get swallowed by each other. you feel his thrusts speed up and you moan in response, your walls clenching around him causing the grip LanWangji held on your thigh and waist to tighten.

The coil in your stomach getting tighter and your moans slightly became higher. LanWangji continued to groan into your neck after he pulled away from the heated kiss.

You say moaning throughout your sentence, "Feels so good-"

"I'm close-," He groans.

you felt the coil in your stomach snap as your back arched painfully into LanWangji's bare chest causing LanWangji to groan and his arms moved to wrap tightly around you. After a few more pumps LanWangji came, letting a few more rolls of his hips into you to help ride out both our highs before he pulled out slowly, making sure not to hurt you.

Lan Wangji slumped down beside you before he slipped the condom off his length and walked over to the bathroom with a warm, damp wash cloth to clean you up and after he did so, you did the same.

As you watched him clean you up, you realised why you had enjoyed the sex. 

You love him.

You fell in love with him.

Do not copy, steal, modify, etc. Relogs and like are appreciated.

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[kurokawaia]

❛ Your Mine ❜ - Chapter 2

yandere!Lan Wangji X Fem!Wen!Reader

| YANDERE + DARK CONTENT | this meaning, if you don't like this content, then just scroll away

WC; 2.8k+ | !MDNI! | TW/CW :: obsessive thoughts, subtle kidnapping?? he doesn't want you to leave Gusu, is controlling your actions, forcing you to stay with him, coercion???

⋆·˚ ༘ * 𝒞𝐻𝒜𝒫𝒯𝐸𝑅 𝒮𝒰𝑀𝑀𝒜𝑅𝒴 :: You get saved by Jiang Cheng and Lan Wangji (individually). But Lan Wangji's obsession turns into love and to repay Jiang Cheng's kindness, you work as a spy for him to help during the massacre of the Lotus Pier event. Which causes Jiang Cheng to fall in love with you. The sunshot campaign was up and running, but it wasn't something you, a healer should be fighting for causing you to get injured. Lan Wangji saves you and brings you to Gusu to hide and recuperate, taking care of you.

part 1 | part 2 | part 3

The tent flap burst open and Jiang Cheng strode inside, his eyes raking the interior until they landed on your weakened form. "I'm here," he said, his voice filled with relief as he took in the view of your weak form. Jiang Chen squatted beside you, cutting the ropes that had bound your wrists together.

"Jiang Cheng," you whispered, hoarse from the poison that had burned your insides and the fear that you had gone through. Tears of relief blurred your vision as you looked up at him with a heart swelling in hope at Jiang Cheng's appearance.

Gently, he heaved you into his arms, the hold tight around your weak figure. "I've got you," he murmured, promising to keep you safe.

Jiang Cheng's body heat seeping into yours caused you to shiver from the cold that had permeated your skin due to sitting on the floor for so long. The Wen's were cruel, cruel to such an extent with you. You clutched onto him tightly when he picked you up to take you out of the tent, not wanting to let go of him, his hold warm and comforting. And in a few moments, the fear that had been consuming you had been drained agonizingly slowly from your body as you repeated to yourself that you were safe with Jiang Cheng.

Lan Wangji stood on the fringes of the battleground, his eyes never leaving. He had been worried since the moment you disappeared, and with each second that passed, the pain in his heart grew boundlessly more significant.

Then, he saw your frail figure in Jiang Cheng's arms and Lan Wangji's heart clenched. He approached quickly, forcing down the jealous anger that was welling up in him. He couldn't deny, though, at the same time, that he felt relieved to see you alive and breathing. That was all that mattered.

Or wasn't it?

Lan Wangji's features remained unreadable. "Is she okay?" he asked. His voice had grown steadier, but concern was etched into his eyes and obvious enough that anyone could see. 

Jiang Cheng nodded shortly and then, like him protecting you, his grip increased to protective proportions. "She will be all right," he firmly replied.

The thoughts of Lan Wangji were jumbled. He was more relieved than words could express about you being safe, but the image of Jiang Cheng holding you so protectively stirred possessiveness within him. It was in the slight widening of Wangji's eyes as he realized his feelings for you had grown into something beyond his obsession; they had turned into love.

You stirred within Jiang Cheng's hold as you felt an uncomfortable tension radiate between the two men you were in between. But your mind was too clouded by exhaustion, and also by the lingering pain that ached in your body from the poison, to process what and why this was happening.

Jiang Cheng had taken you in his arms and led you out to safety, but still, your mind wandered to Lan Wangji, who was so close to you most of the time and constantly reassured you with his mere presence.

You looked up carefully at Jiang Cheng, meeting concern within his eyes. It was plain. He stirred something within as you looked to your lap, biting your lip between your teeth. You felt guilty: you were weak and got captured by the Wens, and he had to come and save you.

You now owe Jiang Cheng your life for that, and you will repay him however he feels best.

Over time, in the coming days, you slowly but surely recovered in the complete attention of Jiang Cheng and Lan Wangji. Great bonding developed between you and Jiang Cheng in those days when he visited you in the hospital wing in the Cloud Recesses.

It was during one of the evenings sitting with Jiang Cheng and Lan Wangji, talking about the fights that had just occurred; an idea started to form in your brain. "I want to help," you said suddenly.

Both men turned to look at you; their eyes showed clear surprise.

Lan Wangji's face darkened in an instant. "You've done more than enough. You need to recover," he said firmly, his tone not allowing any space for argument.

You shook your head, however. "I can do more. I can be a spy. I know the Wen clan, their movements, their plans. I can get the information that could turn things around in our favor."

Jiang Cheng considered your words, his eyes thoughtful. "It's dangerous," he said, his voice low. "But it could be invaluable."

Lan Wangji's eyes flashed with anger. "No. It's too dangerous. You've already suffered enough."

You met his gaze, your own eyes determined, wanting to do this. For Jiang Cheng. "I have to do this. For all of us. I can help in ways no one else can. Please, let me do this."

Lan Wangji's jaw clenched; his hands had fisted at his sides. He wanted to protect you, keep you safe from further harm. But he could see the resolution in your eyes. He will let you go, but this time only. "If you really have to," he finally said, his voice soft with resignation, "then do so. But promise me that you will be careful."

You nodded. "I promise."

Your spy status became more critical during the massacre at Lotus Pier. You lurked in the shadows, gathering information to pass along to Jiang Cheng. The danger was always there but now you couldn't retreat—you had to do it for Jiang Cheng. Jiang Cheng showed greater respect to you day by day, being proud of how brave, smart, and determined you had become.

It deepened feelings for you into love. But Jiang Cheng's heart was more in pain from the fear of seeing you and the growing love filling his heart. He has always respected your strength, but seeing you risk your life for a cause stirred emotions he didn't expect. His mind wandered back to that moment that he found you, to that feeling of complete relief he had at seeing you alive.

It scared the hell out of him, for he could be rejected if you didn't feel it in return. He loved you.

Lan Wangji did not miss this. He watched how you two—he and Jiang Cheng—were attached with such intense loathing. He respected Jiang Cheng for saving you, but saw how he cherished you, stirring Lan Wangji's jealousy.

To Wangji, his love for you had become some sort of guiding principle wherein, in supporting you, it meant to support your decisions—watching you draw nearer and closer to Jiang Cheng. He knew he needed to protect you. 

It won't be too long until you are in his hands. 

You, though, the Lotus Pier massacre marked your beginning toward change, into the future.

The Sunshot Campaign was at full tilt, the soil around embroiled in martial conflict, and though you had studied the arts of healing, you resolved to be so much more than a healer: a front-liner. So here you were out on the battlefield, trying to keep the casualties up there and doing what you could to make sure the soldiers did not leave the fight.

Until it finally caught up to you, pitilessly, and it wasn't much longer before it caught you in the crossfire. There was a pain shooting through your side—a stray arrow jammed into your side. The world was blurring fast; you stumbled to the side as your vision darkened.

Lan Wangji had watched the battlefield with a fervent eye, his heart clenching always within his chest when you fell into the danger. He had been trying to keep away, knowing full well his presence did you no good but when an arrow found you and you fell, the world just.vanished.

With a flicker of a second, he was there by your side, his sword flashing through the enemy forces with a fury that absolutely knew no mercy. He gathered you into his arms and even that was softer than the grim realities now. "I'm not going to let anything happen to you," he murmured, almost sub-vocally.

Your eyes opened at last and you peered up at him with the vision of things still slightly out of focus: "Lan. Wangji," you half-whispered, your voice seeping pain, this time from the side of your wore head.

He could empathize with you to have to witness this; a deep, dark possessiveness flared inside him, and he had to protect you at all costs and keep you safe. "We're going back to Gusu," he rehearsed, already biting at the tone to ensure he couldn't argue. "You need to rest and recover."

The road to Gusu was too hasty, yet the pain inside you was escalating and ever more present as you wavered in and out of consciousness. You had a very hazy sense of Lan Wangji being there in front of you with his firm yet comforting arms, bringing you lightly in them. All blurred before you; the only things you grasped were the pain and the comfort of safe holds—the arms of Lan Wangji.

When you finally awoke, it was in a peaceful room, one you did not recognize. There was just enough light filtering in through the windows and the soothing sounds of nature outside to let you know that you were far, far away from the battlefield. 

You tried to sit up, but an uncomfortably sharp pain in your side makes you wince.

"Don't move," Lan Wangji's voice came from right beside you. He was looming over you, kneeling on his knees; his face, inscrutable, but his eyes were so full of worrying, something else—something fiercer, stronger.

"Lan Wangji… Wh-where are we?" You managed to speak, your voice trembled.

"We are in Gusu," he responded in the same soft, low, but firm voice. "You are to rest and heal.".

He said in such a voice—not leaving room for debate—that, "The campaign will survive without you, at least for now. Your safety is more important.".

Lan Wangji hovered over you like a small obsession, on the verge of mania. Every moment you slept, every sigh of pain, every flicker of your eyelids was marked and seen to. He made certain you had everything you needed to be sure your recovery was going to be as quick and comfortable as possible.

He isolated you from war, and other outside, insanitary threats. All of it was, yes, for your protection, and it echoed as honesty this way—but the isolation, so deep down in his instincts, so primal, put a smile on some lit part of him. He did not want to share you with the world now when you were so vulnerable.

He didn't want to let you go.

Every glance in your direction would spark in him feelings too gigantic to be contained, or extinguished. The possibility of losing you again, of once more being that which somebody else possessed, drove him into a deep, dark, jealous frenzy. He must keep you safe at all costs.

It has been weeks, feels like weeks when those days pass, and you seem to be stronger again. Unmoved, Lan Wangji stayed by you like an immovable source of comfort. His being attracted attention like all else, as though on the wings of an almost obsessive amount of meticulous care for you, though you were far too grateful to question it.

That one evening, as you sat in front of the window looking out at the picturesque scenery of Gusu, unease actually bubbled up in your stomach. "Lan Wangji," you murmured, and turned your head to look at him. "I can't stay here forever. I need to return to the fight."

In an instant, he was at your side, and his features were set into a hard gaze. "You are not yet fully recovered," he threw out, brooking no argument. "Your health is paramount."

"But I can't hide away while others are fighting," you protested, frustration in your voice.

He held your hand in his but didn't press. Not hiding. You are healing, and when the time comes, you'll fight again, but not 'til you're ready.

You caught his gaze, the depth to his emotions and worry. Simultaneously, you felt both comforted by the intensity with which he said these things but felt terribly disturbed by it. "I really appreciate all you've done for me," you said, feeling your voice soften. "But I need to be part of this fight."

Eyes deeply darkened, Lan Wangji's hand tightened ever so slightly but dramatically. "No. You cannot go," the brook of his voice allowed for no argument.

Your hand was taken away, something like rage pulsing in your veins. "You cannot confine me here, Lan Wangji. A duty—one that I will see through, none the less dutifully than anybody else here."

The intensity spiked in those eyes, and it nearly seemed furious. "You're a liability," he hissed. "You're more valuable alive and well than hurt or dead on the battlefield."

"But it's not all about me," you tried instead, to reason with him, your voice shaking. "I can make a difference. I can save lives."

And he closed in, all but smothering, looming over you. "And I can't lose you," he said; his voice dropped, "not again."

His words were raw, full of emotion reflected in his blood-red eyes, and you could see it. For a second, you couldn't find the words. "Lan Wangji," you whispered softly, reaching for his arm. "I feel your worry. But I can't sit in hiding while others are out fighting. It simply isn't me."

You covered his hand with yours, caressed his, with a gentle and firm touch. "You not jus' anybody," he whispered, very softly. "You my everything. I ain't gonna let you throw your life away."

The greatest intensity shivers went shooting down your spine at his words, his tone. "There's just so long I can be under protection," you said to him, your voice steely. "I have to be out there, with my friends, my family. I have to fight."

His hand tightened, his eyes inflamed. "What if you get hurt again? What if something happens to you and you don't come back?" he demanded, just ever so slightly his voice deepening. "I cannot bear that thought."

Then, you caught a glimpse of the fear behind the steeling façade when you looked into his eyes. "Lan Wangji," you said, soft as his name, your other hand coming up to his cheek. "I promise I will be careful. But I cannot live in fear. I must do my part."

His grip became tighter, his eyes lighting up with anger. "And what if you bloody well hurt yourself again? What if you never come back?" he wanted to know, voice rising slightly. "I can't stand to think about it."

His face was set in an expression of strictness as he dared, ever so gently yet strongly, to take your hand away from his face. "No," said he, cold and final. "You are staying here. My word is final."

"Please, Lan Wangji," you begged, to which he just shook his head firmly.

/Saying no more, he turned and walked away, leaving you to stand there with your heart wincing. You watched him go and your heart ached with sadness.

Every step that took him away from me must have hurt him terribly, hating to deny me, hating the pain in my eyes, but the fear of losing me was too much. He knew it would hurt, but he just couldn't bear to think that he might lose me because I am out there in danger.

He required you safe, required you closer: the love for you, which had been quite faint up to now, had taken him by storm, now that you had become the love of his world, thrusting him to keep you closer to his heart at whatever cost. He knew you would never understand the depth of his fear, but he was willing to endure your anger if it meant keeping you safe.

You stood there and gave chase with your eyes after him, the feelings of turmoil just weighing heavily on your heart. He got the fear for you and how he needed to protect you, but why should his decision feel like a cage trapping you in safety, while others fought and died?.

The days that followed were now imbued with a tense vacuum of silence between you and Lan Wangji, despite the nearness and constant reminder his very presence protruded—that he was here because he had chosen to let you stay. You went on to concentrate more on the annoying, helpless pricking at you about not being able to do anything.

It was one evening, sitting by the window and watching the serene view of Gusu, you felt trapped. The very beauty of this place mocked the turmoil in your heart.

Lan Wangji stepped into the room and immediately softened at the sight of you. "How are you feeling?" he asked, his voice soft.

"Better," you said, averting your eyes.

He came over to you, his concern etched on his face. "I know you are frustrated," he said softly, "but I just can't afford to lose you."

You turned to face him again; your eyes were full of hope. You really want to get out of this room and see everything and everybody, from your siblings down to the pets, if any. "Lan Wangji, I appreciate everything you did for me. But I need to be a part of this fight. I need to do what is right."

His expression grew hard once more. His jaw clenched. "No," he said flatly. "You will stay here. I can't let you go into danger."

"Lan Wangji, please," you pleaded, your voice shattering. "I can't live like this. I have to help."

He shook his head, and his eyes flickered very quickly to possession; your eyes widened at the quick slip of his exterior. "My decision is final," he said. "You are staying here."

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❛ Your Mine ❜ - Chapter 6

Yandere!Lan Wangji X Fem!Reader

| YANDERE + DARK CONTENT | this meaning, if you don't like this content, then just scroll away

WC; 900 + | !MDNI! | TW/CW: marriage

⋆·˚ ༘ * 𝒞𝐻𝒜𝒫𝒯𝐸𝑅 𝒮𝒰𝑀𝑀𝒜𝑅𝒴 :: Wangji is satisfied, now knowing that you aren't lovers with Jiang Cheng, that you're just a good friend. So now he has you all to himself, your his and no one else's. Then you two get married, it's just the two of you, his pretty wife. You two celebrate during the lantern festival together and send of a lantern, knowing that it's just the two of you forever.

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You lay in his arms, your body still sore. His hold was tight on you, but you didn't feel like you were suffocating any more and his breathing had finally slowed, steady against your ear. His fingers traced patterns along your skin. He had you now-completely. You were his, and nobody could take you away.

"I was wrong," he whispered. "You and Jiang Cheng. I thought." His voice faded away, his fingers stuttering once on your skin as if the thought still set him off balance.

You leaned your head slightly back against him, looking up at him. He had feared losing you not just to your yearning for freedom, but to another. One like Jiang Cheng.

"You thought we were lovers," you softly finished.

"I was wrong," he said. "I see that now. You belong to me, no one else. You are mine."

"And you are mine," you whispered back, your hand lying soft against his chest. His heart was racing. He'd needed to hear the reassurance that you weren't going to leave him, that Jiang Cheng wasn't a threat.

"Jiang Cheng is your friend," he went on to say, "but he can never be more than that."

You nodded. "He is my friend," you replied. "Nothing more."

"I'll never let you go," he breathed, his lips feathering across your forehead. "Not for anyone. Not for anything."

His hand slid down your arm, his fingers interlocking with yours as he tugged you even closer. "You are mine, always," he whispered. "And I will never let anything hurt you."

And then he kissed you. His lips moved slow over yours and for once, there was no urgency, no desperation.

"I will never lose you," he whispered again. "You are mine and no one else's."

"I know," you reply breathlessly.

You stood under the stars in your plain yet elegant white robes, your heart drumming against your chest as you watched Lan Wangji approach-you just couldn't bear the intensity in his golden eyes.

It had been a quiet ceremony-just the two of them. There had been no great feast, no huge party, just them-them in solemn oath, tied the way he always said he wanted: intimate, in private. The way he wanted it to be, and no one else mattered but the two.

Before him stood towering Lan Wangji. His eyes would not leave yours. His hand delicately cupped your cheek as his thumb brushed over a bit of your skin to reassure himself this was real-that you were his forever.

"My wife," he hushed, low. "Mine.".

You smiled softly, your heart swelling. His love was consuming and intense, though you had now come to realize that it was your love, too. No matter how much you had tried to resist it at first, you had fallen for him hook, line, and sinker. And you now were his pretty wife, as he just called you.

"And you are mine," you whispered back.

He had reached out and taken your hand, his fingers intertwining with yours as he guided you further into the courtyard toward a single paper lantern that delicately swayed.

You both knelt beside the lantern, and Lan Wangji lit the small candle inside. The soft glow illuminated his features, casting soft shadows on his face, and in that instant, there were only two people existing in this world, and those two people were you and he, just the two of you, always.

"We'll send it off together," he said. "Our wish for the future.

You nodded, your heart full as you laid your hands beside his on the lantern. Together you lifted it, guiding it upwards as the flame caught, the heat slowly carrying the lantern upwards into the night sky. You watched together as it rose-the flickering light growing smaller, smaller, caught in the drift towards the stars.

"What did you wish for?" you asked softly, looking up at him.

I wished for you," he said, straightforward and plain, "that you always be mine, us together, forever.

"I hope we may be happy," you whispered, your head tipping up against his shoulder as you watched the lantern disappear out into the night sky.

Lan Wangji wrapped an arm tightly around you, pulling you in into his side as the two of you stood there in the quiet courtyard.

He whispered in your hair, "Together we will be; only you and me, always.".

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❛ Your Mine ❜ - Chapter 4

yandere!Lan Wangji X Fem!Wen!Reader

| YANDERE + DARK CONTENT | this meaning, if you don't like this content, then just scroll away

WC; 1.9k + | !MDNI! | TW/CW : x fem reader, yandere x fem reader, yandere themes, another kidnapping lmao, lan wangji steals you agn

⋆·˚ ༘ * 𝒞𝐻𝒜𝒫𝒯𝐸𝑅 𝒮𝒰𝑀𝑀𝒜𝑅𝒴 :: The war has now passed and Lan Wangji is taking care of you and helping you search for your siblings. When you two found them, you requested to stay with them in Yiling, to leave Wangji. But this caused Lan Wangji's already yandere personality to rise to another level. He wants to bring her back to Gusu and marry her, but she doesn't want to, she wants to stay with Jiang Cheng, her siblings and doesn't want to follow the 3000 rules.

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You awoke, opening your eyes slowly with the raising light through the paper windows. It was full of chaos and your mind was confused at what was happening before you. Then, you were reminded of what had happened last night: the memory of being intimate with Lan Wangji. Fresh—it still was, the way his lips moved against your own, along with his possessive statements. And then you shifted a little, and there, by your bed, was Lan Wangji, looking at you with his eyes wide open. Is his face serene, or does tension come off him in waves, that type of feeling that makes you almost feel afraid and anxious for his next action?. "Lan Wangji," you murmured uncertainly with a voice so soft, yet seeming so constant you might have sighed, "I have been thinking. I want to go look for my siblings." "No," he said with a force of finality that seemed nearly on par with steel. "That is too dangerous." You sat up, meeting his eyes. But there was still evidence in you that you held fear. "I just need to know if they'll be okay. Wen Qing and Wen Ning are family to me. I can't just sit here when they're literally in danger." The face of Lan Wangji was without expression, yet a certain intensity in the air was picked up that you could deeply feel, continuing down your spine in a tremor. "Your safety is most valued," he said, low and controlled. "I cannot let you take a risk like that." "I'll have to get someone to come look after them," he bargained, anger starting to flow from him as well. "I can't be left to go with. I know it's dangerous, but I HAVE to do this." His eyes seemed to darken, the intensity he had displayed the previous night flashed back on, though he stayed speaking in a low tone. "And I can't let you go alone. You mean too much to me." You blinked at him, annoyed, worried, and feeling something else that was in no way justifiable. "Lan Wangji, I am thankful for everything that you've done for me, but I'm not a child. I can take care of myself."

"You aren;'t nobody," he whispered, his voice low yet fully firm with a touch of possessiveness. "You, I cannot afford to lose." His words sent chills down your spine, yet you reasoned with yourself. "I didn't say that you let me go by myself," you said halfway, meeting him in the middle. "I just really need to do this, so badly. Please let me go, but come with me." "If I go with you," he finally gave in; his voice brooked no argument, "then I can make sure you're safe.". You gave a very slow nod, at least relieved that the fact would be looked into. "Thanks," you breathed, full of the most sincere of voices possible. "I swear I'll be careful."

The path that took place in order to find siblings—Wen Qing and Wen Ning—had all been very tense, and at every moment, Lan Wangji had never left your side. It almost frightened you, how he never left your side, you never had a moment of privacy. BUt, finally, after days of searching, you found them in Yiling—all hidden from the Sunshot Campaign. You hugged Wen Qing and Wen Ning, relief is inseparable from floods of tears, both of happiness and sorrow, at seeing them again. Lan Wangji had stopped a few feet from you, the gaze from his eyes never breaking from yours. Immobile, his face had been impassive and emotionless, but something in him, in the way he kept his body so ridged had seemed to speak volumes. He was watching you reunite, but something in his gaze felt dark. After a moment, you turned to Lan Wangji with a heavy heart over the decision you knew you were going to have to make. "Lan Wangji," you started, your voice trembling slightly. "I want… to stay with them." Something dangerous crossed over his features and his eyes narrowed. "What do you mean?" he asked, lowering his voice to a meagre level. You drew a deep breath, trying to collect your nerves. "They need me here, Wangji. They are alone and they are in danger. I can never leave them again. I want to be in Yiling and stay with them. The silence that followed could have been said to be deafening. His eyes took on a shade of darkness and his expression contracted. "You want to leave me," he thought, unfeeling, only the tension in the tone is clear. You shook your head, now filling with tears. "It's not about leaving you. It's about my family. They need me, Lan Wangji. I cannot leave them again." His jaw tightened, and he advanced another half step, his presence oppressive for the first time. "You are supposed to be with me," he said, his voice cold and possessive. "You cannot stay here. It's too dangerous." You flinched at the almost bellowed ferocity of his tone, but you stood your ground. "They are my family, Lan Wangji. I have to make it up to them. I need to help them." 

The look in his eyes grew darker, his calm composure replaced with something far more unsettling, something that scared you to your core, it rattled your peace. "No," he replied sharply. "I will not allow it. You are coming back with me." Your heart pounded with heated sound in your chest, your eyes meeting his, and a shiver ran down your back at the cold look in his eye. "Lan Wangji, please understand. I can't, after all that, just leave them. They need me." "And I need you," he shot back, his voice rising with a rare, almost frightening intensity. "You are mine, Wen {Birthname}. You cannot stay here." "You are mine," he said again, but this time his words stunned you. The ownership of his tone. It had you at a loss. 

"Lan Wangji," you whispered, and the sound of your own voice was shaking. "This is not proper. You cannot just… have me this way." He came even closer, his hand reaching out to clutch your arm—not painfully but in a way you could not pull away. "You are not leaving me," he hissed with a menacing voice. "I will not let you." Your heart raced, and although fear and confusion swirled inside you, nowhere upon his face could you meet his eyes and see the depth of his obsessions, the intensity of his need to keep you beside him at all costs. "Lan Wangji—" you tried to reason with him, but he cut you off. "If you stay here," he warned, his voice dangerously calm, "you will be in constant danger. I cannot protect you here. You should be with me, where I can protect you." You shook your head as tears spilled down your cheeks. "But they're my family… I can't just leave them." His fist tightened slightly, his eyes burning with possession not to be disputed. "You are coming with me," he said, the words clearly implacable, with no room for argument in his voice. "I shall not lose you."

Before you even fully registered what was happening, a strong hand shook around your arm as Lan Wangji pulled you away from your siblings. YOur eyes widened at his unexpected action, you had never expected Lan Wangji, second son to the head of the Lan's to get physical with you. His grip was firm and you could already feel a bruise forming. "Lan Wangji, no!" you cried out again and tried to pull back, yet his grip did not yield. 

Because he was resolute, he wasn't going to let go of you, he wasn't even planning to do so. "You're coming with me," he repeated, low and even, a possessive edge in his tone with made you realise that he wouldn't be letting go. Your heart thudded loud in your chest, and you were panting against him, "What can I do but not leave them?" you exclaimed, your voice strangled with sadness. "They are my family—Wangji—I belong here, with them! But the words seemed to fall on deaf ears for he only paid no heed, dragging you away. "You belong with me and will come back to Gusu with me, where it is safe," his eyes gleamed with possessiveness. Now, terror surged in you full force with the realisation of what he had meant. He had not only taken you back to Gusu, but to his world, back to a life within which you were going to be shut inside between the tight rules and scrutinies of the Lan clan, a life in which you would have to follow the three thousand rules of the code of conduct that extended absolutely everywhere within the Cloud Recesses. "No!" you screamed as you dug your heels into the ground. "I won't go back! I don't want to live with those rules! I want to stay here, with my family! With Jiang Cheng!" With the mention of Jiang Cheng's name, Lan Wangji's eyes began to darken, grip on your arm tightening. A shiver went through your body since that silent, calm expression he always wore was cracking, and what truly lay beneath was one of possession. "You are mine," he said in a low, hazardous soft voice. "You belong to me—not Jiang Cheng, not anybody.". You could feel it in his gaze, the one of a heartache man, that desire just to have you by his side. "Wangji, please," you would plead, tears running down your face. "I don't want this. I don't want to be tied down with those rules. I don't want to live a life here where I can't be with my family, where I can't be free." "You'll be safe there, in Gusu," he said, the hand that gripped harder to yours tightening. "I will protect you, and we are going to be together. That's all that matters."

"No." You shook your head. "But what about what I want?" You croaked, your voice shaky with emotion. "What about my freedom? My family? The face of Lan Wangji relaxed, and you could see something like guilt or regret gleam in his eyes, though it was soon cloaked once more by that same bone-chilling determination that had driven him to this. "Your safety is more important than anything else," he said, his voice soft but firm. "Though you do not understand this now, one day you will and you will thank me for it.". With that, he pulled you closer—the grip on your arm unremitting. "We are going back to Gusu," he said; the tone of his voice allowed no room for dispute. "And once we are there, we will marry. You will be safe, and we will be together." There was a surety in his voice that sent a chill down your spine. You knew there was no escape from this, you couldn't talk him out of it. That urge of Lan Wangji toward you had reached to such a point that he didn't care for anything, not your wishes, not freedom, not family. The only thing that mattered was you were his, and nothing would stop him from doing what it takes to keep you by his side. Your heart felt a thousand times heavier with the portent of what was to come as he carried you away from your siblings. You managed to twist your head back just in time to see the forlorn expressions etched on the faces of Wen Qing and Wen Ning, their helplessness in this situation clear before your eyes. 

You wanted to scream, to fight, to do anything in order to prevent this, but Lan Wangji's hand was tight, powerfully strong, and it left you with none of your own. 

You were helpless.

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❛ Your Mine ❜ - Chapter 5

Yandere!Lan Wangji X Fem!Reader

| YANDERE + DARK CONTENT | this meaning, if you don't like this content, then just scroll away

WC; 3.9k + | !MDNI! | TW/CW : x fem reader, yandere x fem reader, yandere themes, another kidnapping lmao, lan wangji steals you agn, prone bone, overstimulation, cervix fucking, no protection, oral -> female receiving, missionary, praise, handjob, slight? begging, slight bondage with his head band thingy + more

⋆·˚ ༘ * 𝒞𝐻𝒜𝒫𝒯𝐸𝑅 𝒮𝒰𝑀𝑀𝒜𝑅𝒴 :: This results in Wangji kidnapping her and hiding her secretly, visiting her to only have sex. He loves her of course, but he spends time with her, not only to have sex, but to be near her. This is the softest Lan Wangji will ever be towards you. You tried to run away from him, only because you felt suffocated hiding, Jiang Cheng tried to help but failed. The second attempt you made by yourself and that soft love you were getting changed, it was only rough, dominating sex. But he accidentally confesses and you did to, which changed the mood, it wasn't rough, but just intense.

part 4 | part 5 | Part 6

Days blended into weeks, and weeks possibly months.

He loved you, or so he said, but it wasn't the love you had ever envisioned. Lan Wangji was transformed from protector to captor, possessed by a deep obsession, unable to bear the thought of letting you out of his sight. You sat on the bed and waited, knowing that he would be there soon, as he had always been. The footsteps echoed through the hidden corridor, and your heart jumped into your chest. You couldn't tell whether it was out of fear or anticipation. 

Perhaps both. The door creaked open, and Lan Wangji stepped inside, his gaze finding you right away. 

His presence overwhelmed you, as it usually did. It was the only time he ever allowed himself to be vulnerable when he came to see you. He crossed the room silently, sitting beside you on the bed. His hand reached out, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear. You flinched slightly, but he didn't seem to notice perhaps he chose not to. "I missed you," he whispered, his tone all but gentle. 

His fingers traced along the outline of your cheek, his touch suddenly so delicate for a man who had grown so perilous in his obsession. You said nothing. What was there to say? You were his prisoner, tucked deep and far from the world, from your family, from Jiang Cheng-who once tried and failed to save you. That memory haunted you; that moment you tried to run, Jiang Cheng found you and tried to spirit you away from Gusu. But Lan Wangji had found you even before you managed to reach the borders of the Lan Clan's territory. The rage in his eyes had been terrifying, and the punishment that followed... 

Your body shuddered under him, causing your grip on his hands to weaken. Your hips were secured, and then his power hoisted you onto your knees as a bicep encircled your neck, lifting your head.

Your head was lifted from the futon with as you weakly propped yourself up on your elbows, the grip was not firm.

You arched your back heavily, able at last to sink further into his embrace. Lan Wangji leaned over, drawing you near to him and initiating a messy, moist kiss, pushing his tongue into your mouth, letting out grunts as he absorbed your sounds of pleasure. Lan Wangji moaned in satisfaction, praising you for taking him so deeply as he intensified the pressure on your back. He observed as your ass pressed against his lower stomach, gazing at your cunt with dark irises.

You shuddered at the thought. 

Jiang Cheng hadn't dared to try again. Lan Wangji's hand had tightened on yours, pulling you out of your thoughts. "You are mine," he whispered. "I cannot let you go. Tears pricked at your eyes, and you blinked them away. "I cannot continue to live like this," you said out loud. "You have taken everything in my life from me: my family, my freedom... I cannot breathe here." "You are safe here," he said simply, as if that was all that mattered. "I cannot lose you. "But you are losing me," you replied, voice quivering. "I feel like I'm being suffocated. You are not protecting me, Wangji-you are holding me hostage."

He pulled you closer into his arms, which folded around you, meant to be comforting, just suffocating. "I do this because I love you," he whispered softly against your ear, his warm breath dancing along your skin. "I love you more than you can possibly understand."

It's been three rounds already, in the same position, and your poor body getting folded into that position. Your back and knees were beginning to ache, but you loved how his dick trusted so perfectly up into your cunt, you see stars every time you gush around his cock.

Lan wangji lowers down to your trembling body, tingles were getting sent all throughout your body from the kiss, he was being so rough yet deep. The breath was stolen from your lungs every time he moaned into your moan, and you had the same effect on him.

"You're doing so good for me," he hums against your skin, inhaling your naturally sweet scent. "You're going to take me, sweetheart, going to take everything I give you."

You sob. "Don't think I can anymore."

He presses his lips to yours, his tongue entangling with your own and you both moan into each other's mouths. Lan wangji drags his length out, a breathless sigh emitting from your mouth into his own, relief crossing your features, thinking that the two of you were done.

But then, all of a sudden your head was thrown back in overstimulation, and a moan strung from your mouth as his cock slides right back into your cum filled walls.

You swallowed hard, your heart heavy with the weight of his words. "This isn't love," you whispered. "Love doesn't feel like this." His grip on you tightened slightly, his fingers pressing into your skin. "You are wrong," he said. "You will understand one day. Until then, I will protect you. He kissed you then, his lips possessive, claiming you in a manner that denied all avenues of escape. You were trapped in this kiss, in his arms, in this small chamber that had become your prison.

Tingles were getting sent all throughout your body from the kiss, he was being so gentle yet deep. The breath was stolen from your lungs every time he moaned into your moan, and you had the same effect on him, he was restraining himself from pouncing on to you.

The heartbeat in your pussy was so heavy, so prominent as Lan Wangji deepens the kiss per second, you were afraid that if his t high were to take place against your cunt, he would feel how needy you are, how much you need him to pleasure you.

Why do you love him?

And he did exactly what you were hoping for him to not do, and that was to shift his legs, which now, one of them was placed in between your own, pressed against your throbbing heat. A hopeless moan falls past your lips and Lan Wangji smirks into the kiss.

"I can feel you," he groans agasint your mouth.

In response, you drag one of your hands down his chest, slowly, feeling every ridge of his chest and abs, of course, Lan Wangji moans heavily into your mouth. He loved how you touched his body despite the scars that were littered over his pale skin.

Your hand dragged across his happy trail, and you could feel his abs flexing agasint your arm before you teased the tip of his erect cock, a moan emitting loudly from him.

Pulling his lips from yours before diving into your neck, kissing and sucking your flesh while you slowly pumped his cock, smearing the precum around his tip before moving your hand down his length once more.

His kisses moved lower, and lower until he was no longer in reach of your hand to his dick and you huffed in disappointment. However, your disappointment vanished when your eyes widened in pleasure when he pried your thighs open wider and gave sucks to your inner thighs before kissing closer to your cunt.

A kiss to your clit was all that was needed for your hands to entangle with Lan Wangji's hair. " Lan Wangji!" you moan, thighs immediately tightening around his head, your legs over his shoulders.

A moan vibrates from Lan Wangji's mouth, straight into your clit and a whine emits from your lips. "P-Please," you beg quietly. "M-More."

"Mmmmm," he hums against your clit as he moved his mouth from your entrance, the vibrations causing you to gasp out in pleasure.

Arching your back, your cunt only pressed further into Lan Wangji's face, you just wanted to have your release, you body was aching, aching so much. You could see stars every time he curls his fingers into your sweet spot.

"Wangji," you whine subtly, you want him inside you so badly.

"I know," Lan Wangji speaks against your folds, nose bumping against your clit, "Gotta make sure you're all prepped for me, you haven't had me in a while."

"M'know... but please, wanna...." you quietly trail off, embarrassed to say any more.

Lan Wangji licks a long strip up your cunt, fingers slowly pumping in and out your silky walls. "What, baby? what do you want?" he hums, teasing you, knowing how shy you are and how embarrassed you get.

Every stripe of his tongue on your clit made your body shudder, so much so that you felt as if you were doing to pass out. "Cum, I wanna so bad," you whimper, tears filling your lash line. "Need you... i-in me."

"Alright," Lan Wangji replies. "Got to give my wife what she needs."

"Please," you say, your whimpers getting louder when he speeds up the pace of his fingers and tongue.

"Wangji," you moan out. "Feels so good."

Once more, Lan Wangji's nose brushes up against your delicate clit, and your grip on his hair tightened. A satisfied sigh seeps through him into your folds as a mewl from your full lips. As he sucked your clit between his lips and flicked your sensitive bud with his tongue, Lan Wangji was eagerly moving his head in motion to get a full dive into your cunt.

His tongue climbs up from your wet hole to your clit while you let out a moan. Your thighs tighten around his head as a result of his advances, and as you grind down on his face, a moan echoes through your clit.

Your lips were filled with chants of his name, and he relished every moment of it. Lan Wangji's two fingers inside your cunt began to move once more, you eyes widened, your back further arched into his face, thighs clenching tighter around your head.

"Wangji, f-feels s' good," you moan, tears spilling past your lash line, he was making you feel so good.

His finger pressed up against that soft spot inside your walls.

"Taking it so well, you're so good f'me," Lan Wangji moans against you, refusing to rut his hips into the futon, this was your pleasure, not his own, for now.

A moan arouses from you and your hips grind themselves onto his face. He let you for once have some sort of control over the situation, and he decided that if you came quicker he'll let you do it more often. "That's it," he praised.

You cry his name through broken letters, and he moves more quickly and needily, and the one hold he had on your leg tightens. Your fingers encircled his locks to prevent him from moving and force him to breathe more deeply into your folds as your tummy coil tightened.

The grunts just served to tip you over the brink, and when he pressed his tongue firmly against your clit, you let out a low-pitched scream. Your stomach coil parted, drenching his face in your cum.

With your soaked pussy flowing out from your swollen folds, he carefully withdrew his fingers. You softly mewl in overstimulation and plant a kiss on your clit before lifting his head from your thighs.

And just like that, he holds the base of his cock, angling his tip towards your entrance. He continues to push further into you making your eyebrows furrow together in pain but the pleasure is still overwhelming your senses making tears prick at your eyes.

"Oh, you feel so good," Lan Wangji moan into your neck. "You're so perfect."

"You feel so good," you moan. The feeling of pure ecstasy of him fully entered you.

you feel his dick scraping across your plush walls in all the right places as he slowly exited your cunt, but not fully. Our moans and whimpers get swallowed by each other. you feel his thrusts speed up and you moan in response, your walls clenching around him causing the grip Lan Wangji held on your thigh and waist to tighten.

The coil in your stomach getting tighter and your moans slightly became higher. Lan Wangji continued to groan into your neck after he pulled away from the heated kiss.

"You make- me feel so goo- d," you say moaning throughout your sentence, "Feels so good-"

"I'm close-," He groans.

"Me too," you choke out.

you felt the coil in your stomach snap as your back arched painfully into Lan Wangji's bare chest causing Lan Wangji to groan and his arms to wrap tightly around you. After a few more pumps Lan Wangji came, filling your cunt with cum, letting a few more rolls of his hips into you to help ride out both our highs before he pulled out slowly, making sure not to hurt you.

His forehead leaning against yours. "I love you," he whispered. "And I will never let you go." You closed your eyes, allowing tears to slip down your cheeks. There was no escaping him. Lan Wangji's love had turned into an all-consuming darkness, a darkness that had swallowed you whole. He came to see you often, sat for hours in your company, sometimes just sitting in silence, at other times kissing and touching you, holding you close, as if at any moment you would disappear. 

And every time you thought about running again, about trying to find your way back to Jiang Cheng, back to your family, you remembered Lan Wangji's eyes the last time you had tried to run. You remembered the way he had so promptly caught you, the way he'd firmly dragged you back to Gusu, whispering dark promises that you would never run from him again. You were his. Completely. And no matter how suffocating his love became, you could not see a way out. "I want to breathe," you whispered one night, the sound barely audible as you shook in the circle of his arms. "You are breathing," Lan Wangji replied calmly, his hand stroking your hair with languid ease. But you weren't. Not really. 

You were drowning, and there was no escaping it, no matter how much you love him.

You needed to get away. You waited for the dead of night, knowing it was the only time you'd have.

Your heartbeat in your chest, your quaking hands eased the hidden door open, and you crept through the halls.  But you weren't fast enough. You'd barely cleared the outer courtyard when you felt his presence. You spun on your heel and you saw him. He had you caught. Again. "Where do you think you're going?"  "I-" Your voice stuttered, taking a step backward.

 You knew you could never run from him. Saying nothing more, he leaned over you and clamped your wrist. He didn't have to hurt you, as he knew just too well you would listen either way. "You promised me you wouldn't run," he told you in a calm voice. "I-I won't be able to live like this, Wangji," you stammered, already feeling your eyes prick with tears. "I can't-" He cut you off before you could finish, his lips slamming onto yours which took your breath away as his hold on you tightened, pinning you to the wall. His hands roamed your body, not in that tender manner he had previously used, but with an urgency. You tried pulling away, but he was too strong, his need too overpowering. He was claiming you-in his possessiveness that swallowed you whole. And then, his lips whispered against the shell of your ear, and you heard words he almost never said.

"I love you," he whispered. "I love you more than anything.". "I love you, too," you whispered, the words escaped before you could stop them from spilling out. He could almost fall apart right there and then, you say those words so genuinely. 

You felt the change in the way his touch softened and became purposed. His hands roam your body, but this time not to claim or control, but to feel you, connect to you. You kissed him back, your body arcing into his, your hands tangling in his hair as you drew him closer. The intensity of the kiss grew, but it wasn't rough anymore. It was just... passionate. Raw. He'd been whispering your name between kisses. "I don't want to lose you. I don't. I love you so much." You clung to him, tears escaping down your cheeks. But this time, you didn't try getting away. You didn't push him away. 

Because for the very first time, you truly felt you were with him. He'd pulled you close, his body pressed to yours in that instant, and you realized you'd stopped fighting. You'd stopped fighting the pull of his love no matter how suffocating or overwhelming it had been. Because you loved him too.

You were his. And he was yours.

Back in the room, you both bare and exposed. 

You felt the weight of Lan Wangji's bare body press against your back and you let out a soft huff at the sudden feeling. His mass was pressing me hard to the mattress. His hands trailing down your waist. His big hands moved to grip the backs of your small ones, rendering your ability to squirm out of Lan Wangji's hold.

His abs were flush against your back, hands gripping the backs of your own, pressing them into the bed before wrapping his forehead band around your hands, keeping you in place. Lan Wangji's breath tickled your ear and you wiggled your head at the warm sensation, your core getting wetter, your body trying to squirm away from the imposing hold that he had on you.

Lan Wangji's hands moved slowly, changing his grip so that one of his hands held both of you over your head, being cautious not to get your hair entangled within the movement. A content sigh leaves your mouth when Lan Wangji raises his body ever so slightly, trailing his free hand down the expanse of your smooth back before his fingers meet your slick entrance.

"Don't even think that you need prep," he mutters against your ear before taking a nibble at the collagen, you let out a gasp at the sudden action. Lan Wangji let out a breathy laugh at your reaction.

Then you felt a heavy, throbbing tip press against your clit and you moaned from the small touch. You tried to squirm away from the pleasurable cause but couldn't as Lan Wangji knew your body more than you did yourself, he knew you were gonna try to run from his body due to the pleasure. So, he pressed his weight against you once more.

You held your breath when Lan Wangji sank his throbbing cock into your spongey walls, his length getting squeezed by every ridge within your soaked cunt. A moan left both of your mouths as Lan Wangji's length nudged the deepest spot within you.

"Look how you take me in," Lan Wangji grunts. "Such a good little slut." You sigh in pleasure at the degradative praise, he knew that you loved to be worshipped in an abasement way, you savoured his words struck him so deeply. In a way he never wanted to call you anything else.

But he didn't move, he wanted to relish in on how you desired to cause friction, desired to move against his touch, but couldn't. Lan Wangji's cock, prodded so deep in your gummy walls that you whimpered in pleasure, but that didn't stop him from not moving. He was still snug inside.

Hot and heavy kisses trail down from your ear down to the dip of your neck to shoulder and a breathless sigh escaped your parted lips before Lan Wangji rolled his hips into yours. A moan slips out of your mouth, his thick length scraping all the sensitive parts of your warm insides.

Lan Wangji's knees spread your legs apart so that any advances from you ensured that they would be shut down, so that you remained situated below him, your pretty body that paled in comparison to his big frame. As he expected, you couldn't move from his trapping embrace.

His movements became faster, his cock thrusting into the depths of my needy hole as strained moans and whines left your throat. Lan Wangji was panting in your ear and an occasional deep groan slipped past his lips, the sounds which made your cunt flutter tightly around his length.

Lan Wangji was filling you up to the hilt, his throbbing pink tip hitting that soft, gummy spot in my cunt that caused me to scream out in fulfilment. Your body tried to arch away from the pleasure, not being able to take the strong rolls of Lan Wangji's hips, but as you arched your back away, his thrusts only aimed deeper, harder into your G spot. 

Repetitive moans left your mouth while he pounded into your tight heat. You suddenly had the instinctive urge to press yourself into his length, but you couldn't, his weight was too heavy for you to move against him, and you were utterly hopeless as his thrusts became faster.

"Please, I wanna come," you cry out mewling. 

Your body trembled beneath him and the hold he had on your hands loosened. Your hips were getting held, then, the strength he possessed lifted you onto your knees before a bicep wrapped around your throat, lifting your head. It wasn't a tight grip but the power lifted your head from the futon while you shakily rested your weight on your elbows.

Your back arched heavily, finally being able to sink more into him. Lan Wangji hunched over you, pulling you closer to him and connected your mouth in a sloppy, wet kiss, forcing his tongue inside your mouth, grunting into you while he swallowed your moans. "Good girl, taking me so deep," Lan Wangji groaned, pulling away from your mouth and pushing this arch into your back deeper.

He watched your ass ripping again his lower abdomen, watching your cunt with purple iris'. Observing how your walks sucked him in, leaving a creamy white rind of arousal around the base of his cock. "Making you feel so good, aren't I?" Lan Wangji groaned his head tilted forward, sweat beading on his forehead as we watched your fall apart and tremble from his dick, broken moans slipping past your plump lips.

A satisfied smirk came onto Lan Wangji's face as he watched those tears that welled in your fluffy lash line spill down your smooth cheeks. "Such a good little- slut," Lan Wangji groans. "Pussy taking me in so deep."

"'Wanna come, please," you beg, wanting to feel the release, desperate as the tears stream down your flushed cheeks. "Want it so bad."

You clench around his length as he increases his pace, instantly accommodating to the speed but your moans escalate. "Such a good girl," He leaned down and mumbled in my ear chased with a deep moan that stirred my insides clenching around his length. "C'mon, how much you want it?" Lan Wangji rasps in your ear.

"Want it so bad!" you whimper, unable to comprehend any thoughts that swelled into your head. "Please, please, please!"

"Go ahead," he growled and you spasmed around his length as your high washed over you, your legs shaking as his weight pressed down even more than it was. His thrusts didn't slow causing me to whimper in overstimulation, but Lan Wangji helped it, his hips continuing to rut into mine, helping me ride out my orgasm as he chased his own.

With a groan, his lips planted against mine once again as his hips slammed into mine, hard, his cum spilling inside me causing me to moan into his kiss. Lan Wangji slipped his softening length out, and pulled away from the kiss as you slumped to the futon, his eyes chained to the white splotches of silky come that spilled from your gaping cunt

"I'll clean you up," he continued, picking your limp and tired body up.

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❛ Your Mine ❜ - Chapter 1

yandere!Lan Wangji X Fem!Wen!Reader

| YANDERE + DARK CONTENT | this meaning, if you don't like this content, then just scroll away

WC; 4.1k+ | !MDNI! | TW/CW :: obsessive thoughts, no major triggers for this chapter, kidnapping (not LWJ yet lmao), abuse!! binding with ropes.

⋆·˚ ༘ * 𝒞𝐻𝒜𝒫𝒯𝐸𝑅 𝒮𝒰𝑀𝑀𝒜𝑅𝒴 :: You meet Lan Wanji when the Wens burn down the Cloud Recesses and this is when you started to help the Gusu Lan Sect in the aftermath, just like your brother and sister (Wen Qing adn Wen Ning). But as you helped out, you were in a lot of secret meetings with LWJ. But this caused LWJ to fall more desperately obsessed with you than he already was. But, during the Xuanwu of Slaughter, you get captured from the Lan's and Jiangs by your own clan members Wen Xu and Wen Chao because you were helping the 'enemy'.

part 1 | part 2 | part 3

The night sky over Gusu was reeling heavy and dark, eased slightly by the flames now consuming the holy land of the Cloud Recesses. The flames flared high, their red tongues sending long, warped shadows out in every direction. As if the sky too lamented the ruin affixed below. Amidst the smoke and ruin, the Gusu Lan Sect worked to salvage whatever was left of their lavish sanctum.

You had come here with your heart aswirl with sorrow and grief. While your family—the Wen siblings—had been swept into the melee that was the conflict, the sorrow of the Cloud Recesses had fallen heavily on you; even your loyalty to them could not stop this. Your brother Wen Ning and sister Wen Qing, having gone almost yearlong in your stead, commanded now that you follow in their steps, straight and sure.

As you approached the site, destruction was revealed in scorched edifices, in ruined scrolls, and in remnants that was hard to imagine this had been a place for learning and tranquility. And something ran deep in your heart at that sight of the ruin: something of urgency; at that moment, all you wanted to do was help.

"Is everybody okay?" you called out, your voice carrying a concerned note as you moved through the wreckage.

Wen Qing looked up from where she was helping to look in on the injured. Her usually composed face was drawn with weariness and worry. "We're doing what we can," she said, her voice strained. "But there's so much work to be done."

Wen Ning, who had just been helping with the evacuation of the other disciples, happened to see you and quickly came over. "Oh, you've come," he said, his eyes flashing with relief, and the next moment, with anxiety. "But you're right, we could use all the help we can get."

"I'm here to help," you declared, determination in your tone. "Where do you need me?"

Wen Ning nodded toward the injured cultivators receiving as much first aid as could be provided in the makeshift tents. "Begin with these— the injured. Injuries need medicine, and hurt."

It was only as you helped that you truly noticed the full force of the catastrophe. The cleanly tended ground was now stockaded with refuse, and the survivors fanned everywhere, scattered and confused. Hours blurred as you lost yourself in the work of dressing injuries and offering words of comfort to those you helped, collaborating with Wen Qing on the field, driven by duty-and the need to atone.

Amidst all that chaotic madness, one would be able to catch the view of a figure moving with a kind of silent authority through the wreckage. He found that he was the second son of the Lan Clan, with a determined and quiet authority, leading everyone in the relief. In a boundingly large figure, his presence was commanding, while his stature was such that he seemed calm and composed in every sense of the fiasco around him.

You watched him for a moment, noticing how purposeful his strides were, lending a hand wherever it was needed most. His presence had quieted the loss, giving it a sense of stature.

Wen Qing seemed to have noticed your attention and approached you. "Chairing the disaster relief is Lan Wangji," she admired, and her voice was extremely reverent, "who has always been doing his best work in protection of the survivors, treatment and care of the injured."

"I see." You watched those leaders who followed Lan Wangji's actions and decisions on how to direct the resources. "It seems like he's keeping his platitudes about everything."

"He is," Wen Qing agreed. "He's a pillar of strength for the sect. You might want to talk to him if you'd like to offer your help more effectively. "

Keeping Wen Qing's advice to heart, you made your way towards Lan Wangji, steering clear of the wreckage and the scattered poor who were spared by luck. And you found him, as soon as it was possible for you to bow respectfully. "Lan Wangji, I've been helping with the injured. Is there anything more I can do to assist?

Finally, Lan Wangji turned back to face you with unwavering eyes. "Your assistance is very necessary," he stated in his usual calm, composed voice. "We need hands to help in organization of things and to help victims who have lost their homes."

You nodded, determination ringing in your voice. "I will do any work that comes my way.".

His gaze softened a little, and his expression softened to show a little gratitude. "Thank you. Your help is going to be very much appreciated."

Days as such passed by as you worked with him, Lan Wangji, and some of the other sect members. It was tough work, but he led with a sense of direction amidst the chaos. Your interactions were characterized by mutual respect with Lan Wangji and a growing sense of camaraderie.

As the sun fell below the horizon one evening, the sky painted by hues of orange and pink, you and Lan Wangji found yourselves a moment of respite amidst the ongoing efforts. You sorted supplies with tired but steady movements until he came closer.

"We managed to make useful progress," he said. There was a tint of satisfaction in his voice.

"Ye," he agreed while his gaze swept across the tents that were finally put in order and the drier conditions that the afternoon now brought upon them. It's all thanks to everyone's hard work, Big Sis Lan. "

Lan Wangji nodded your way until his gaze stayed on you. "That's what helped us get through. You acknowledge great aid. "

You blushed softly but took the compliment in stride. "I'm just doing what I can, and I'm grateful to be able to help. "

Lan Wangji's tense face relaxed slightly, and a little smile flashed over his thin lips. "You have been more of a comfort to me than you can possibly realize."

The warmth in his voice and the sincerity in his eyes knotted your heart. A connection began to be forged in the shattering and reshaping process, a bond formed from mutual purpose and mutual respect.

But days passed into weeks, and you still went on assisting at the work of rehabilitation, and on yonder hand, your acquaintance with Lan Wangji had deepened into matters upon which the inscrutable one had come to be a source of comfort and aid—the still prop one guiding light in the sea of troubles.

𝒻𝒾𝓇𝓈𝓉 𝓈𝑒𝒸𝓇𝑒𝓉 𝓂𝑒𝑒𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔

The moon was high, the clouds drifting lazily across the sky, as you finally arrived in this small secluded garden where you and Lan Wangji had agreed to meet. There were many quarters in disarray after the attack in the Cloud Recesses; these secret meetings were supposed to sort out some of the more pressing issues away from prying eyes within the sect.

Lan Wangji was already there, the single soft lantern lighting the outline of his figure. His posture was calm, but one could discern the tightening of his shoulders, speaking of the pressure he was under.

"Good evening," you greeted, stepping into the circle of light. "How are things progressing?"

Lan Wangji's eyes met yours, but in his calm demeanor, there was something in them that you could not precisely pinpoint. "There have been some improvements," he said. "However, I would really like to speak about the care you have been giving to the patients."

You nodded, ready to defend yourself against any apprehensions he might bring out. "Of course. What do you want to talk about?"

Lan Wangji's gaze softened as it swept across your face, and there was something akin to admiration inside his eyes. "Your dedication's been remarkable. But I think you are pushing yourself too hard. The patients are extremely grateful, but I fear you may be forgetting yourself."

A small smile touched your lips at his concern. "I appreciate your concern, Lan Wangji. I am doing my best to balance everything. Your support and that of the other members of the sect mean a great deal to me."

Lan Wangji's gaze stayed on you, something indefinable fluttering across his features. "Please, do not overexert yourself. We need you in good health to continue this important work."

His voice was soft but strong, and in it rested, his speech carrying that protective property in the words that would thump your heart an inch or so; you nodded a thank-you, oblivious to the deeper passion that boiled beneath his calm exterior.

𝓈𝑒𝒸𝑜𝓃𝒹 𝓈𝑒𝒸𝓇𝑒𝓉 𝓂𝑒𝑒𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔

Then weeks went by, and the frequency of your meetings with Lan Wangji became ever more apparent. What had begun with mere cases on patient care now delved into much more personal topics. The venue of the meeting was always the same secretive library within the Cloud Recesses- miles away from prying eyes.

At any rate, Lan Wangji had been working non-stop toward coordinating the restoration work, and the nature of his contact with you had already moved to a more personalized level. Watching news clips together, he wasn't particularly bothered about the stories. He was more concerned about you.

"You've been spending a lot of time with the patients," admitted Lan Wangji one evening, his voice low and introspective. "It becomes apparent that you hold a good place in your heart for them."

You looked up from the documents you continued perusing, and his eyes met yours. "It's important to me. Their suffering is something I want to alleviate as much as is possible."

Then his expression lightened into a faint shadow, something almost possessive in his eyes. "You have this remarkable way of putting yourself in other people's shoes," Lan Wangji said, his voice edged with admiration. "It is a quality I truly respect.".

There was a hesitation of time—this silence that seemed to stretch between the two of you. Lan Wangji's eyes bore into fervent gazes at you, and what you could feel was astringently deep—just more than admiration. It's evident that his interest in you is growing deeper, though he remains very chill and aloofly restrained.

𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓇𝒹 𝓈𝑒𝒸𝓇𝑒𝓉 𝓂𝑒𝑒𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔

Seasons passed, and with Lan Wangji, nature changed. Meetings that were initially focused solely on discussing what had happened after being attacked now alternated to have personal conversations.

On an autumn evening, the first chill over the Cloud Recesses, you met Lan Wangji alone in a quiet garden scented with falling leaves. Lan Wangji's manner was collected, as always; yet his eyes said otherwise: a deeper passion at work.

"You've been working so hard," Lan Wangji said softly, his gaze on the leaves playing in the wind. "It must be exhausting."

You smiled a hint of weariness in your eyes. "It is. But it's worth it, you know, to see the progress we're making."

Lan Wangji stepped closer to him, all warm and comforting. "You should take some time for yourself," he said low and soft. "Rest and recover. The work will still be here when you return.".

The way he spoke, full of care and concern, could raise one's heartbeats. Not noticing a tenderness in his words, being so close, as if crossing the line of the professional borders of their relations, was impossible. He stood beside you, so one could feel the heat from his body, the intensity in his gaze.

"You've been a great support," you said softly, meeting his eyes. "I don't know what I would do without your help."

Lan Wangji's gaze softened, and for a moment, he seemed to lose the control over his emotions. "I will always be there to support you," he said seriously. "I—"

He stopped abruptly, then hastily cloaked what his eyes suddenly revealed—emotion—with his usual calm. "We should continue the review," he said, though his eyes remained on you like a burning fire barely kept in check.

𝒻𝑜𝓊𝓇𝓉𝒽 𝓈𝑒𝒸𝓇𝑒𝓉 𝓂𝑒𝑒𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔

This secret obsession of Lan Wangji had been showing more and more over time. Meetings that used to be spontaneous had become secretive regularity, his feelings slowly dripping out but did not quite dissolve into words.

One night, you worked your way through the latest batch of reports in Lan Wangji's study. A single flickering lantern cast looming shadows on the walls, but dimly. Yet Lan Wangji himself was fixed solely on you, following each of your moves with quiet yet intense scrutiny.

"You do amazing work," he said, his voice low and full of admiration. "We couldn't have pushed the healing process that far if not for you."

You looked up and your eyes met his. "I appreciate it. It has been a team effort."

His eyes were as dark as his face was light, which was almost unnervingly intense. "You are exceptional," he said, using such a reverent admiration in his voice that you could feel it. "I have never met anyone who possessed so much dedication, yet so much compassion."

Those eyes would make your pulse race. There was something so profound in that gaze, something telling him it was more than just admiration—fervor that was almost unnerving, he would imagine. At the same time, however, Lan Wangji didn't seem to express it outwardly, maintaining the attitude of his, still calm and collected.

Later into the night, Lan Wangji's proximity and piercing gaze became almost too much to bear. As you were preparing to leave, his hand reached out across you, almost touching your own as it did, and the gesture sent waves through your heart for its tenderness and lingering nature.

"Be careful," he spoke in a low murmur. "The work is difficult, and I fear for you.

His touch was warm, his concern real, but tinged with a certain intensity that bespoke deeper feelings. As one left the study, you couldn't help feeling his emotions went far deeper than he had allowed one to see. The connection between you grew ever deeper, and though the nature of this obsession remained hidden under the veneer of control, it became clear that he was becoming increasingly fixated on you.

Every time a meeting had ended in silence, you were left with uneasiness and desire. There is no doubt that Lan Wangji did indeed love, but this fervent intensity was just a bit too much and made you doubt whether his feelings were truly so.

That very privacy that had been so enjoyable in those secluded meetings with him when the outside world grew loud and tumultuous was now the hotbed of all unarticulated longings, dirty, depraved desires which concealed their true character from shaping your mutual relations with Lan Wangji in ways neither could understand.

That night, when you left the room Lan Wangji was borrowing as a study, your head swam with every possible kind of idea: the light of the lantern fluttered from one to the next, the shadows seeming to drag out; the quiet of the Cloud Recesses gathered in, magnifying the aftereffects of the evening's conversation.

Through it all, Lan Wangji had been there to provide constant support, which had become almost the one steady factored into his life during recovery. He had always been present, a force counterbalancing chaos that now was soothing as a constant in your life.

He seemed to be genuinely interested in how you were doing, and somehow, despite yourself, you began to lean more on his support and advice than you might, perhaps, have done. You couldn't help but admire the way he managed to keep control under pressure. For him to gracefully take up all the huge tasks that recovery involved was nothing short of incredible.

It is in the way that he talked to you—genuine concern, soft, and unassuming, which value one and make them feel understood.

You went back to what he had said during the meeting. "You have done something great," he had said, the admiration palpable in his tone.

Such praise warmed your heart, and you couldn't help feeling much gratitude in your heart toward his support. How much it further worked one up in the development of abilities, actually lying on somebody's shoulder.

To you, Lan Wangji was one of the most treasured friends, one who would be there with the right words at the right time to lift a heart and strengthen a will whenever necessary. He could soothe your soul and cheer you on through times of turmoil with his encouragement. You liked his friendship so much because he always cared about you.

Yet, though the two of you had grown to such closeness, you were blind to deeper emotions boiling over. You only saw the intensity of Lan Wangji as an expression for how much he cared about the sect—something which you respected and admired. He had been a steadfast companion to you, always available for support and friendship.

You strolled along the moonlit hallways of the Cloud Recesses, and secretly, you couldn't help feeling content. This relationship you shared with Lan Wangji was indeed very dear to you, and you were grateful that it had been taken over; he turned to support for you and thus into a source of encouragement. It was his presence, his words, and now his quiet support that made this grueling work of rebuilding the Cloud Recesses slightly more bearable.

You had been grateful for no more than his friendship, so you treasured only the silences of encouragement and the moments when to share trying. It was in that respect, as brothers, that you had built up a special kind of bond—a bond that would only get stronger with time, for both of you worked your ways together to heal the scars left by destruction.

Your thoughts remained bright about the prospect of your relationship with Lan Wangji. It was light amidst darkness, and so you thought deep, embracing the feeling of comfort and support it gave without really realizing there were much deeper, more complicated feelings hidden away underneath his composed exterior.

˗ˏˋ꒰ However, it wasn't too long before the event if Xuanwu of Slaughter had arisen, and the Wen's had taken you from the Lan Sec ꒱

The smell of blood and fire was heavy on the air, and the Xuanwu of Slaughter crashed back and forth across the field like some nightmare beast of destruction. You fought in this chaos, driven by passion, torn between those things you felt compelled to do, and the great need to protect those near to you. The combined Lan and Jiang armies were managing to do little but stave off the beast, managing to every so often push it back a pace.

But fate is cruel, and loyalty comes at a high price.

You were busy treating the wounded and were fully engaged in your thoughts regarding the saving of lives. Suddenly, a very strong force from behind grabbed you. The two people from the Wen clan held your arms even harder and took you outside of the battlefield. You struggled, but the strength of these people from the Wen clan was simply too great.

"Release me!" you shouted, but your voice was drowned in the uproar from the Xuanwu and the clang of swords.

Those who pulled you away from the battlefield where everything was in chaos and you were struggling to hold on were none other than Wen Xu and Wen Chao—the very people who had pushed your family over the edge. The expressions on their faces were those of cruel satisfaction as they hauled you toward the naked edge of the battlefield, far away from the chaos over which you had been trying so hard to stay in control.

"Wen Xu! Wen Chao! What in the world do you two think you're doing now?" came the demand to irons, and you wriggled in their iron holds. "You can't just do this!"

Wen Xu's eyes gleamed in their malignant light. "But we can," he replied in a smooth, menacing voice. "You've been interfering in matters which are not of your business and supporting our foes. As punishment, you will suffer."

You struggle harder, but it's in vain. Wen Chao's grip tightens with one of those sneers he's so good at pulling; "This is what awaits traitors," he snarls, pulling you from the battle.

They tightened ranks around you, pulling you in the direction of Wen with the devastation going on around the place, and you caught snatches of it: the Xuanwu could not be stopped, the allied forces were not going to hold for much longer, and every beat of your heart sent you further from the war-space—and people really, who expected things from you.

He all but got thrown into the tent, one of many erected at the rim of the Wen camp, the dark fabric falling shut around him like a shroud. Thick air clotted with smoke and sweat was pushed from Wen Xu and Wen Chao on either side of him, their collective attitude scarily calm, cool, and composed.

"Now, discuss your punishment," Wen Xu said disgustingly. "You have only two alternatives. Either you betray those you've been of service to, or you will pay the repercussions of your non-cooperation."

Disapprovingly, you looked at them but, in your heart, fear and desperation pricked you. "I will not betray them." Your teeth locked together, and anger, together with despair, trembled in your voice.

Wen took a step closer, stopping right in front of you; his face was inches away from yours. "Then you are going to hurt," he said in a low voice that was threatening. "See how long your resolve can last." Wen Chao's face was a mask of cruel amusement; he started to pace in front of you. The sound of his footsteps was ominous. "You have made the choice," he said, his voice dripping with disdain. "Now, you'll reap your reward.".

You felt the thud of your heart in your chest and breathed in shallow gasps. The fear that had been gnawing at you turned sharp and paralyzing. Wen Xu stepped forward with a tiny vial of dark, viscous liquid.

"This," Wen Xu said, holding up the vial, "is a brew meant to inflict great discomfort. It won't kill you, but it will make you wish you were dead."

The vial just made you want to shudder. You fought the bonds, wavering, your resolve bobbing under the churning waves of impending dread. "Monsters," you hissed, your shuddering voice so weak. "You think you can break me?"

Wen Xu's lips curved into a smile that was evil. "It's not about breaking you. It's about making you suffer for your betrayal."

When Wen Xu offered it, again Wen Chao stepped forward and reached out to take the vial. Slowly, his fingers uncorked it in the air, releasing the scent of the liquid into the room: a sharp, acrid stink that pricked your nostrils.

"You will drink this," Wen Chao said, the voice cold and numb. "Resist, and we'll make it worse."

And with that, he forced the vial to your lips, tilting it as the dark liquid began to seep into your mouth. You gagged at the taste—the liquid burned as it slid down your throat. It was such a nauseous feeling, it felt as if fire and ice were engaged in battle within you. You wanted to struggle away, but Wen Chao's grip was unyielding.

The fluid took its effect very rapidly. Pains started to agonize your stomach—pains in which a gnawing nausea was the main feature. Your eyes started to swim, and you could feel your body beginning to try to reject the poison in a violent way. You tried to breathe through it, but it was unyielding, each wave harsher than the last.

Wen Xu didn't care, remaining cold with a detached interest that didn't notice your reaction. "How does that feel?" his voice was almost clinical. "Makes you question your loyalty?"

All you could do was moan in response. The pain and the nausea together overwhelmed your senses. You shut your eyes, trying to concentrate on something, anything, but it was impossible to miss the agony that passed right through you.

But the rat-faced teenager's face hovered next to your own, both warm and rank with the scent of that dark liquid. "We can make this last for as long as we need," he whispered. "The choice is yours."

All the spirit in you, unbowed despite the pain, forced you to look up at him with defiantly blazing eyes. "I would never betray them," you almost whispered through clenched teeth.

A cruel smile twisted the corners of Wen Chao's mouth, as he drew back to let you pass.

Seconds lengthened out into agonizing minutes. How you were bearing the unbearable torture. And every ticking second was a unit measure of your strength—counting whether it was still possible to endure the pain or not—wishing so hard to scream but with the resolve to stay firm. Sweat poured from the body, the breath came in ragged gasps.

At least this little spark of hope lit your mind. Lan Wangji was out there fighting for you, and the thought of his whole acceptance of whatever the condition you possessed gave you the power to take this ordeal. His presence, even abstracted, was a beacon of hope in these sad moments of suffering.

As the effect of the drugs had worn off, so had the Wen brothers withdrawn; now their mirth was in their faces, You were left all weak and shaking, but not broken of your courage. This will suffice for now," Wen Xu declared, with parting gravitas. "Let her rest. We will question her more—after."

When the two men passed out of the tent, you stood alone in the stifling, sepulchral quiet. Agony was everywhere in your body; the brain appeared fogged from exhaustion. You could hold to one fact: you had lived through it. Pain had been racking, but the spirit had remained unbroken.

And as you would lay there, trying to piece yourself back together, some way, somehow, you would realize that no matter what, the fight was certainly one that you had signed up for. It felt like loyalty came at a premium price, though, and it was a price that just had to be paid.

Your thoughts would drift in and out of focus, and each minute passing would be a struggle toward staying focused and awake. The pain, at best, had receded to a throbbing ache, but the memory of the torture was fresh, seared into your brain.

That was when his thoughts began to stray, his mind wandering to those that really meant the most to him—Lan Wangji. The thoughts always ended up bittersweet because of the reminder of what one wished for and at the same time could not have.

Even in your misery, his face flamed in your mind—serene and unwavering. You could remember how he had looked, the softness in his eyes every time yours met his, the quiet but intense passion with which he had fought.

"Lan Wangji, where are you?…." you whispered in a small voice within an empty tent, barely speaking. There had been no reply. You worried much about what might have happened to him; the pain of it was felt in a great measure as poison.

He imagined himself out there, fighting the Xuanwu of Slaughter, trying to find a way to get to you. His absence was a hollow ache, a bitter irony of fate that had taken him away from you, perhaps, at the worst possible time.

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How do you think the yanderes (Wei wuxian, lan xichen, jiang Cheng) would react to their daughters hating them? For an example seeing their mother (aka darling) crying because of what the Yandere was doing👀

Why are you requesting for the characters with severe mommy issues 

But of course I’ll write it! Let’s see. . . starting with Wei Wuxian! 

ALSO HAD THIS IS MY DRAFTS AND LEGIT DIDN’T EVEN KNOW IT WAS ALMOST DONE UNTIL I CHECKED I AM SO SORRY

Again, like I’ve mentioned countless times, I don’t like to split up Wangxian so this will be a poly relationship! 

Wei Wuxian/Lan Wanji 

For starters, this is one of the tamest yanderes you could be with if you listen. If you follow their few requirements you’ll forget that you were even kidnapped, they’re very chill but. . .let’s say that you didn’t listen to them. It was simple, stay within the house perimeters and don’t go out. The entire Lan Clan is happy with you being here for the two and happily welcomed your daughter. I can already see WWX and LWJ shedding tears at the birth/adoption of your daughter. Their newest addition to the family! 

Once they were brought in, rules were added for both your protection and your daughter! Think of if with the Lan brother’s and their mother. She was given a home but could not leave it. You could walk around the entire sect, you just couldn’t leave. Well, that’s exactly what you did and you got punished for it. They were really disappointed with your behavior but I think what hurt them the most would be seeing your daughter upset. 

Maybe they weren’t harsh on you, but you were scared of the possibility of them being angry. It’s been like that for years. You know they’d never hurt you but you were scared of being left alone because I do see isolation or maybe WWX calling up a ghost for scares might be a usual punishment to make you realize, you NEED them. Anyways, your daughter is exposed to this, it doesn’t take long to realize that this behavior isn’t exactly ideal. The next time they scare you or lead you into a panic your daughter stands up. She talks about how she can’t have a stable relationship with either of them because she knows that they’re bullying you. They are hurting you, they are causing you distress and to them, it’s an eye opener. 

WWX and his biological family are unknown, but the family that he had with the Jiang Clan meant the world to him. He can’t stand the fact that his own child hates him and neither can LWJ. LWJ cherished the time he spent with his mother, so to some degree, the both can see what their daughter means and realize, it’s time to change. The both come to terms that they should listen to what their daughter says because they don’t want their child to grow up motherless or to some extend, feel like they grew up too quickly with shit parents. 

WWX would opt to separate the two of you for the time being. Give one another time to heal and then properly apologize for what has happed. Bringing together the entire family and talking the situation and striving to change. Granted as their daughter gets older they might add some rules towards them to protect of course. LWJ would try his best to show his daughter their logic and reasoning, but I feel like maybe he’s emotionally manipulate his daughter, tell her of their upbringing and why being a parent is a hard task. 

Jiang Cheng

Aside from the angst I’m about to spill I know for a fact that his daughter would be best friends with Jin ling and he wouldn’t grow up sad because his daughter would stand up for him when they bully him for it. 

Just like his relationship with Jin Ling, he’d love to show emotion but he feels like that would be weakness. He has strict rules on you for sure and those same rules apply to your daughter as well. He’s scared to lose the both of you without a doubt, but does he have to say such harsh words? It almost sounds as if he doesn’t even want you around! His daughter doesn’t waste any time in speaking against him. Sure, growing up with someone like that is tough, because you were somewhat scared of him, but this is about their mother! 

They speak their concerns and thought to Jiang Cheng it doesn’t seem like it means a lot to him considering he dismissed his daughter away, the thought lingers in his mind. He does this to protect his family, both his parents are dead, yanli is dead, and he can never face Wei Wuxian again because of what happened. He understands where they are coming from though, its the same with his mother. His mother loved and cared for him, she had a rough time expressing it and a rough way, but all he ever wanted was his mothers approval. This is where it gets interesting, it will take time but he’ll start slowly changing. 

He’ll let himself indulge in certain feelings from now on. Making it easier on his daughter so she doesn’t try to seek his approval, but he also awaits the moment he can hold your hand and admit his love for you. He loves you and his proud of you and your daughter, but he’s so afraid that the moment he looks away or seems weak, someone will come in and take you away from him like the Wen Clan took his family. 

Lan Xichen

I think I mentioned that worst case scenario your child will live separately from you if things went south, but let’s say it did. Your child only gets a few hours of visitation a couple of days until you start craving more. Lan Xichen uses this tactic to make it so that you plead and beg him to bring you back to him. Your child catches on to this and tries to negotiate with him. He sees her side and begins to think, she’s right. As much as he knows that his plan WILL work, he’s been thinking of breaking you down for a perfect family instead of trying to create a perfect family. Well he did raise a smart girl after all. 

It would have been a shock to him when his daughter comes to tell him. She hates what he’s doing to you because it’s not good. It’s not normal and he’s going to break this family if he keeps trying. I honestly see his daughter attempting to manipulate him into releasing you or changing his behavior towards you. While he doesn’t fall for the manipulation because he finds it amusing, he does come to understand her side and agrees. He starts to see that he enjoys a family who is together as opposed to one that is far away. 

[kikyan]

Yandere Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji Headcanons

Here they are! These headcanons talk about their individual yandere type but it is intended that they will share you in any situation because I can’t split them up :(. Anyway, here you are!! 

AGAIN THESE ARE MY INTERPERTATIONS AND NONE OF THIS IS 100% ACCURATE OR CANON

Yandere Wei Wuxian Headcanons 

These are my interpretations of his persona and none of these are 100% accurate. I don’t condone any of these actions in real life and all of this is purely fictional and should be taken as such!

These are based on the drama and anime, still reading the novel y’all. Anyway, without further ado let’s get into it! Wei Wuxian is a very complex character and while these are separate headcanons, I still say this relationship should be poly because I really don’t wanna split those two up. I’d feel hella guilty. So in short, the yandere type I see him as is manipulative, possessive, clingy and overprotective. 

Wei Wuxian is a character you could say I kin, his personality and mine are so in sync, very taunting and teasing but never too hard. Sacrificing ourselves for the greater good and for practically everyone and oddly enough being everyone's scapegoat. Anyway, enough trauma dumping but Wei Wuxian is someone who is VERY loyal to his family. Never faltering from his own beliefs even if people have different opinions about it. He’s a great character ngl.

He’d be overprotective. In this cruel world where corpses and untamed ghosts run free, you need to be protected at all costs. While they won’t mind any darling, they’d probably notice you a bit more if you were a cultivator since there would be more interactions. If you were just a normal individual who was not a cultivator but rather a villager, you’d have to belong to the Lan or Jiang Clan for more exposure. Regardless, at the start things turn south real quick. In the drama the Wen clan arrived and started trouble with literally EVERYONE. That scene was just so *CHEFS KISS*, they were all mad and Meng Yao (at the time) stood hella overprotective over Nie Huaisang and just GOSH. Shit had me trembling. Then we had the water ghost, then we had yin iron/tiger amulet, then we had more corpses, the tortoise of slaughter, the Jiang clan ELIMINATED, literally everyone ELIMINATED, like everything went south real fast. There is no doubt that Wei Wuxian would be very concerned for his S/O. If you were from the same sect he’d ensure that you’re with him or part of the group of him, Jiang Cheng, and Jiang Yanli. If you were from the Lan Clan he’d probably try to gather information from his adoptive father and through some connections to the outside cultivating world. He and Lan Wanji would without a doubt make the ultimate sacrifice or have their S/O stand back in safety while they dealt with the issue. 

Possessive. You’re his and his only. Thinking back to that ONE SCENE, “If I, Wei Wuxian, want to kill someone, who can stop me? Who dares to stop me?” LIKE AJFRBSFHF THAT SCENE WAS SO FUCKING SICK AND FOR WHAT!? No but yeah he’d definitely make a mockery of someone who dares approach you and make them instantly regret it. If you’re in the group with Jiang Cheng and Yanli, then he’d make it as a way of simply looking after you. If you’re from a different clan, he’d make it so that they seem like they have bad intentions and he just noticed it quickly. The manipulation also plays into this. Now hear me out, while HE CAN be manipulative, doesn't mean he WILL all the time. I see it as a last resort or if you’re too stubborn to understand that he means well and the other’s don’t. 

Clingy. Like hella. He’d more than likely always want to be by your side all the time. Again, if you’re part of the trio which is now a quartet with you, then he’d be by your side NONSTOP. This man would play it off as being bored and you’re the only entertaining person. If he isn’t there 25/8, then how will he protect you? How will others know that you’re his? You’re his lover? Lan Wangji’s lover? How will they know that they can’t do anything without him knowing if he isn’t the shadow behind you? Thing is, I see him and Lan Wangji as being the stalker type. Wangji can gather information or just stare at you from a distance whereas I see Wei Wuxian out here slipping through the shadows and staying behind you like 2 feet. 

Yandere Lan Wangji Headcanons 

These are my interpretations of his persona and none of these are 100% accurate. I don’t condone any of these actions in real life and all of this is purely fictional and should be taken as such! 

I see him as obsessive, possessive, overprotective, and stalker. I won’t side track and rather just get into it so that I can give SOME of them together. Overprotective. Like I mentioned in the WWX headcanons, he and WWX are such a great duo. Not only do they have the strength to back it up, but they also have the brains to strategize. He’s known as the Twin Jades of Lan, he’s got the talent y’all!! Following the Lan Clan’s principles and rules he’d be a lot more weary and make it known. As opposed to WWX who would probably go along and then act out, he’d make his intentions known asap, which is protecting you. When the Wen Clan is present and in Gusu, he’d probably advise you to be careful. Small comments and pieces of advice here and there. Maybe even asking one of the members of the clan to look after you. When going on night hunts he’d try not to make it too obvious but would try to hunt near you so make sure he can reach you in time if something happens. If you’re not a cultivator, he’d stop near your house. He’d probably say that he is here on a mission/night hunt and you’d believe him because why would he lie? Using that excuse, he’d examine the situation to make sure that you are safe and sound. 

With that in mind, I see him being obsessive. While I haven’t finished the novel, one can tell his feelings for WWX. He waited and looked for him for 13 years yall, mf is OBSESSED. He had his favorite wine prepared and set aside for his return, he was waiting for him and keep in mind, he didn’t know if he was really coming back or if he was staying 6 feet under (in this case under a mf cliff-). His S/O and WWX mean the WORLD to him. He’d do anything. LWJ is observant so without a doubt he’d instantly know if something is up with his S/O. He’d memorize your facial expression and what they mean. How you present yourself, what you’re thinking, how you really feel. He’ll know, trust me. Being a stalker and all, he’d follow you around. In some situations he’ll be near, trust me. Something goes wrong on a night hunt and mf bichen coming at you full speed ahead. He’ll offer to walk you, go with you on night hunts, invite you out, etc. Of course WWX is there with y’all. 

Possessive. Like with WWX, he’ll make sure that everyone knows you have him in your corner. While WWX is a bit more touchy in public, LWJ is there next to you or behind you. In some way he is near you, nobody will get close to you because he’d silently drag you away from them. The difference between WWX and LWJ is that WWX is more teasing/confrontational whereas LWJ is straightforward and silent. He’d drag you away when needed or tell you in his soothing voice, “[Reader], we are waited at Gusu.” 

Between the two of them, I say that WWX is a bit more scary because to scare someone away he raises the spirits and murders them in the most gruesome way. LWJ would bring up something they did in their past to humiliate them and ‘warn’ their S/O when in reality they want to make their S/O uninterested  with the individual they were conversing with. Together they are a strong duo who will without a doubt WORSHIP their S/O. They worship each other so you’ll be pampered no doubt. Constant praises, lingering kisses and touches. WWX and LWJ will love and spoil you to perfection.

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So I don’t know how requesting works so sorry if I make any mistakes. But I was wondering if you could do a Wei Ying X Lan Zhan where Wei Ying is getting bullied by some people and saying really hurtful things and some of the things actually hurt Wei Ying. He starts blaming himself and feeling guilty closing off for anyone. He avoids Lan Zhan because he doesn’t want to burden or bothering him. But when Lan Zhan walks into Wei Ying getting bullied he becomes all possessive and protective of him? Again no rush and by no means you have to but thank you. Also sorry again if I didn’t do the request the right way.

Don’t worry you requested just fine! The only thing is I don’t tend to do character x character so I’ll add x reader too, hope you don’t mind! 

Starting off, I do see WWX being bullied a lot. I mean, after everything they see him at fault for many things. Things are going great, he has LWJ and they both have you. He’s doing his own thing, maybe in town shopping and looking at things to gift you. That’s when he hears comments here and there, how if he never existed then Yanli and Zixuan would still be alive. JIn Ling would actually have parents had it not been for WWX. The death of Jiang Fengmian and Madam Yu? Everyone would talk about how it’s WWX fault, yeah it’s a common occurrence that people talk about those instances in the series to hurt him, but it still hurts. I kin WWX mostly due to these reasons, we talk, laugh and brush it off but the idea that we’re at fault linger. That same day, he goes on with what he came or he simply returns home and states, “there simply wasn’t anything worth giving”. There, LWJ knows something is wrong and after being in their life? Yeah, something happened with WWX. When it comes to outside folk, why bother on them? It hurts more when WWX is walking by Cloud Recesses and one of the Lan disciples say something. Luckily LWJ is nearby and hears, a simple glare to them and they shut up real quick. They’ll know better than to speak about that topic ever again. He gets the idea pretty quickly, after everything that has happened things will never be the same. Even though Jiang Cheng doesn’t hate WWX anymore since he knows the truth, the damage is already present. All they really have left is to move on, if they want to bond once more by all means they can, I just things are too awkward to at the moment. His family is dead and even though he can finally rest and live a decent life again, it’s not like he can fully block what’s been done or said. With that in mind, LWJ and you decide to talk to him about it. Don’t talk outright but bring it up after a bit, in a calm setting explain your true feelings about him and the situation. After the conversation, you’ll agree to go out with WWX more often and the moment you hear anything you’ll turn around and tell the people on the street to move on. Give them your piece of mind, while WWX may have conflicted feelings at first he’d feel reassured that you care for him just as much as he and LWJ do. LWJ without a doubt would show his feelings in a more subtle form. He’d ensure his duties are all completed and would treat the two of you to dinner. Small talk here and there, but the main thing is that he’d make you both feel at home. As if this is what should be done, this is how things should be. All three deeply in love (that is if you aren’t still fighting cuz then it’s only 2 deeply in love with each other and you) with their whole lives ahead of them.