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very quick nsfw mpreg thought for #omegaLWJseason: omega!lwj finally being allowed to ride a train alone to go visit his brother—and ends up preggie from a brief encounter on it with a handsome alpha stranger.

WTF is an NTF? No matter how many times I’ve had it explained to me, it still makes no sense. The best I can figure that it’s a form of cryptocurrency with personalized artwork made on a really environmentally unfriendly material being sold for ridiculous prices just so suckers can get unique furry artz

"We really can't tell anyone," Wei Ying says. "It's important. I can't—Jiang Cheng would never let me hear the end of it." Jiang Cheng has been telling him to quit being so embarrassing around Lan Zhan, have some shame, I can see your crush from space for approximately forever. Wei Ying has gotten into more than one wrestling match with Jiang Cheng over his insistence that he doesn't have a crush on Lan Zhan. He can't let Jiang Cheng win this one. Lan Zhan nods. "I, too, would prefer to not hear your brother's thoughts on this matter."

“Don’t worry,” Wei Wuxian said, patting Lan Wangji’s bicep. “I remember how you reacted to seeing porn; since you don’t know anything, I’ll take the lead.” Lan Wangji didn’t acknowledge him, not even with a single sound. Wei Wuxian was expecting something like that. It wasn’t like Lan Wangji was fond of such vulgar topics, prudish as he was.

“I like your body,” Lan Wangji says, and kisses Wei Ying’s wrist. “This one?” Wei Ying asks. “Or the old one?” His tone is light, joking, but he means it. His body is too still. “This one,” Lan Wangji says, “and that one.” He puts down Wei Ying’s hand, slow and careful, onto the bed, and shifts Wei Ying’s leg off of his lap. “The body does not matter. They are both you.” “Aiya, Lan Zhan.” He’s trying to smile, but the line of his mouth is all wrong. “I know I was — different, before. You can say it.” “I don’t know what you mean,” Lan Wangji says. This is the only kind of lie he will tell to Wei Ying. He does know — Wei Ying thinks the way he looked before was better, preferable, more handsome, more desirable. “I like your body.” “Then prove it to me,” Wei Ying says. He raises his chin, like a challenge. “Hanguang-jun, show me just how much you like this body of mine.”

"Wei Ying–” Lan Zhan started, voice a little bit hoarse. Wei Wuxian turned his face towards him, smiling. “Aiyo, let me guess. You’ll take responsibility?” He snorted softly, putting on an air of nonchalance. “Don’t worry about it too much, Lan Zhan! We’re both men, right? Sometimes men do these kinds of things with their friends, so you definitely shouldn’t worry about it!” or, wwx and lwj have sex and pine

Lan WangJi braced himself. “Wei Ying.” he said. “You are not dreaming. This is real. You have been rescued.” “The kissing bit comes first!” said Wei Wuxian impatiently. “But…I cannot kiss you if you think you are dreaming!" “I don’t see the logic in that.” said Wei Wuxian. “I obviously want you to kiss me or I wouldn’t be dreaming about it!

vaguely httyd-inspired au in which wwx, outcast because of his views on dragon hunting, stumbles across an injured dragon one night and gets his entire world turned upside-down

thread: modern w magic au where wangxian break up but obviously wei ying thinks that everything in their apartment belongs to lwj even though they've shared a home for years. so he leaves and takes nothing except a tiny, hardy plant that lwj had gifted him for a birthday

A lap dance, a cat cafe, a bath, exactly in that order. (or, a year in the life of modern au wangxian lesbians.)

this scene from the goes wrong show where they cast two different people as the head and hunky, semi-nude body of the same character during a live theatre production haunts my every waking moment

Who could've thought that this mangled body turned to be an alpha when there is enough food.

“Welcome to Cloud Recesses. How can I help you?” The man’s eyes snap to him. He fiddles with the sleeves of his oversized hoodie, pulled over his palms, and says, “I, uh. I’d like to get a tattoo?” (Or, Cloud Recesses is a tattoo parlor, Lan Wangji is an artist, and the ink on Wei Wuxian's skin isn't the only mark they leave on each other when he comes in for his first tattoo.)

Wei Ying's normal PT is Wen Qing, and he's definitely never wanted to kiss her on the mouth. “Hello,” says the person Wei Ying’s praying is the PT, because you can’t just ask normal people to kill you. “Can I help you?” “Please fix my legs,” Wei Ying says, not very helpfully, and sags against the doorframe in a way that is very cool and not at all helpless.

this is gonna end up requited if i do threadfic it but no transmigration parasocial cumplane au where peerless cucumber is like THE pidw bnf (his twitter bio is "for the last time im not a fan of pidw) (his pinned is all his pidw meta) Most recent tweet in thread: https://twitter.com/cleromance/status/1458930943574433792

Brunch went south about two steps away from the front entrance of Shen Yuan’s favorite cafe; a place with free wifi, big squishy chairs, custom mimosa pitchers, and an endless avocado toast special. He arrived bright and early with his computer bag under one arm and the intention of staking out one of the solo tables in back for the rest of the morning until he’d finished his current editing project. The project in question was the latest offering from Airplane Shooting Towards the Sky after he broke out from webnovels, so endless mimosas and carbohydrates would be necessary for Shen Yuan to make it through with his sanity and blood pressure intact. Shang Qinghua was late on his most recent draft, but the earliest chapters had been finalized so he could get started on that at least. However, his phone pinged just as he reached the entrance, and Shen Yuan made the fatal mistake of pausing to check the message. Shen Jiu: Too late now, but brace yourself. We’re inside. Qi-ge set us both up. Or: that one where Shen Yuan lost his break up, but Luo Binghe is about to kill it on the rebound.

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So this is a presentation post for the biggest fandom work I did these last few months. I present to you The Spreadsheet. It contains basically all the information I want to keep track of for the 琅琊榜 / Langya Bang / The Langya List / Nirvana in Fire fandom (show, novel and manhua). https://href.li/?https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1QHW15y-hUFlTvmLUAhyxLY2lrt80TeuzSPZ-PdVmX1I/edit#gid=775942934

Strictly's opening dance sequence, gorgeous

He breaks off, grimacing and covering his nose. “Sorry, that’s really a lot of blood.” When he drops his hand, Lan Wangji catches a flash of a sharp, white fang. In which Lan Wangji is investigating a string of strange deaths and Wei Wuxian is a vampire he can’t seem to kill.

No unauthorised personnel is allowed in so close to the launch time, and there are already hands pushing him back, but Lan Zhan has turned to look at him. “Kiss a star for me, Lan Zhan!” Wei Ying shouts. “And come back to me! That’s all I want.” The door shuts in his face before he can hear Lan Zhan’s response. He doesn’t need to, as long as Lan Zhan heard him. Or Wei Ying loses Lan Zhan and Lan Zhan loses his reality.

“A co-lead role," Wen Qing says, handing him the script. Wei Wuxian asks, “Co-lead with..?” “Lan Wangji.” “Workplace comedy?” Wen Qing eyes him steadily. “BL drama.” * Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji are both actors. They know people ship them together, and they've been co-stars before, but they've never played love interests onscreen--until now.

“Lan Zhan, they won’t be like your little Lans. They’ll — wiggle, and complain, and some of them can’t do handstands at all.” “They cannot be worse than Wei Ying.” // Post-Sunshot Campaign, the cultivation world hears rumours of farmers with fledgling golden cores and peasant children who have learnt to draw talismans. They send Lan Wangji off to investigate.

Celibate warrior priest Wei Wuxian is tasked with guarding courtesan Lan Wangji. Or: the Kushiel's Dart AU no one asked for.

Today’s been hard and I feel a bit down so I’m taking control of my destiny and making my own happiness by doing the love meme. Unlike the emoji drop my 11 mutuals have no way to opt in (or out) of my love sorry you were doomed when you followed me.

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What if, before Wen Chao found Wei Wuxian in Yiling, Lan Wangji went looking for him? What if... "Tell me who did this to you." "Aiya, Lan Zhan, I really don't know what you're -- ah!" Lan Zhan tugged hard on the blue line that bound them together, and Wei Wuxian all but flew across the room, crashing into the bed with a pained groan and sinking to his knees on the floor. He supposed, slightly hysterically, that this must be something like what Jiang Cheng had felt when he had hit Wei Wuxian with all the force of a biting insect the day after his rescue. "You have no spiritual energy." "Haha, Lan Zhan, that's funny, because actually it's just that I --" "You have no golden core." This diverges from MDZS canon rather than CQL (so no yin iron, etc)

“Maybe you should get me out of your system,” Wei Ying blurts. “Maybe that’ll help.” * Wei Ying finds out her best friend Lan Zhan is in love with her and offers a really super solution.