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1300 years ago, the Guardians defeated the Bogeyman and drove him and his Night Mares back into their realm of darkness. (Except, they sort of didn't, because Wei Wuxian would prefer to argue that he gave up and they got lucky, and his realm isn't Dark thank you very much, it's got Ambience.) So why was it, now that he's back, that they seemed to uncharacteristically Not want to turn on him? (Could be the Mechanical Body Parts, the corrupted Night Mares, the rogue Spirits and the corruption within the Court of the Moon itself) And no one is acting more out of character than Lan Wangji (We all know why)

It’s become a game, of sorts, to anyone privy to the fact that the pattern exists in the first place: ask Victor out at the beginning of the month, date for however many days are in that month, and wait for the end to come and for Victor to say, always: I couldn’t fall in love with you. Let’s break up.

Everyone has a guilty pleasure. For Yuuri, it just happens to be romance movies starring famous heartthrob Victor Nikiforov. (And, honestly, on the spectrum of guilty pleasures, he figures that his is on the far, far more innocent side.)

Continuation of a/b/o thread fic where WWX is an omega double agent spy with the Wens when they capture alpha LWJ. ok so many of you have asked what happens after this threadfic that i'm just gonna tell you, but i warn you it is less smut, more plot!

“Come on, A-Cheng!” Wei Ying says. “Think of all the hapless youths who are watching hanguang_jun’s channel and being duped into thinking that’s what university is like! It’s not fair on the kids!” Jiang Cheng appears to be entirely unmoved by this highly logical argument. — Lan Zhan runs a popular studytuber YouTube channel. Wei Ying decides to parody his videos. Things escalate from there.

Lan Zhan unlocked his phone, digging to a nested app folder he kept just buried enough so a-Yuan didn’t have to find out about it if he didn’t want to, and opened grindr. (Just because he wasn’t looking for a relationship didn’t mean he didn’t have needs.) Threadfic modern AU where wangxian meet again 13 years after wwx moved away from their hometown in a flurry of scandal because they accidentally match on grindr.

Luo Binghe develops a hole in his memory, one that is shaped specifically like Shen Qingqiu. “Binghe, speak to this master,” Shen Qingqiu says firmly, and Luo Binghe gives him a strange look. Shen Qingqiu can’t place it and he leans forward, intending to get closer to see better. But the hand around his wrist instantly tightens to the point where it hurts, and Shen Qingqiu lets out a squawk of pain. “Binghe—!” “Why do you keep calling me like that?” Luo Binghe returns, and Shen Qingqiu’s eyes widen at the way the words are devoid of any emotion. It is nothing though, compared to the force of what Luo Binghe says next. “Who are you?”

Wangji is saved from his brother saying something by Uncle chiding him with a gruff, “Wangji is not a child who will be snatched by the Yiling Patriarch, Xichen, even if you coddle him like one. He knows better than to go to the Burial Mounds.” Wangji knows it is a figure of speech, that his uncle does not mean it literally. But that is exactly what he had done, albeit, unaware of it until he had been crashing down to the dirt and lifted up by the very demon from the stories. And it is what he plans to do, this time with every intention of doing so. (Or: Tam Lin but make it Wangxian. Where Wei Wuxian is a ghost story to scare children, and Lan Wangji is his usual self.)

[Image ID: a series of tweets from three different users. Tweet one: “Why do billionaires care if they lose all their money? They’ll just make it back with their superhuman work ethic, right?” Tweet two, a reply to the original: “Besides, if they become the poors then all the money will simply trickle back down to them until they’re rich again. Basic economics people” Tweet three, a reply to the second tweet: “Or they’ll just get on that sweet benefits train that’s so cushy!” end ID]

His eyes follow the length of Wei Wuxian’s body, all the way down to his toes and back up to his eyes again. Wei Wuxian thought that only happened to maidens seconds from being ravished and forced to present in those lascivious novels Nie Huaisang’s been passing around. Or maybe he’s unfamiliar because he’s not a buxom maiden? “Wei Ying is sure he will put them on their back.” Wei Wuxian tilts his head, grinning. “Yeah. Aren’t you?” Lan Zhan just looks at him.

a/b/o where omega!wwx is a lackey of the wen sect, who take lwj prisoner. he's chained, leg broken, but still absolutely vicious. wwx is given the task of subduing him.

Poodle Yuuuuri did you know you're ranked second on “Top Ten Butts in Men’s Figure Skating” ??? The blog had ranked Victor third, below Yuuri, which is laughable. “This is an opportunity,” Phichit says, when he finds Yuuri in the kitchen, staring at the text while his pot of instant noodles boils over on the stove. “To find out if it’s Victor, I mean.” Katsuki Yuuri the rankings are clearly wrong particularly the top three But either Poodle isn’t Victor, or he isn’t interested in defending the honour of his butt: of course it’s wrong! your butt is clearly superior to that Canadian, his ass is flatter than blinchiki. (After his disastrous Grand Prix Final, Katsuki Yuuri decides to try to be the first skater to land a quad axel in competition. It’s a secret from everyone, except the mysterious text correspondent who appeared in his phone contacts as “Poodle” following the Sochi GPF.)

Once is sheer luck. Twice is a kindness. Wei Wuxian does not go through life tallying his encounters with handsome river gods, and he is already content with what he has. But the thing is—Lan Wangji keeps coming back.

Music vid to Long Story Short by T Swift WWX/LWJ

Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji and their unknowing efforts to unveil an entire conspiracy. Now featuring the household classics : -Concubine Mo vs Boredom -Concubine Mo vs That One Demonic Arm -Concubine Mo vs The Complicated Relationship Of The Lan Brothers -Concubine Mo vs An Imperial Concubine vs An Imperial Concubine vs An Imperial Concubine vs An... -Concubine Mo vs Mo Xuanyu's Starved Untrained Body -Concubine Mo vs His Own Very Reasonable Murderous Urges and more!

The notorious imperial court lackey and the meritorious military general were well-known for their mutual dislike, a pair of arch-enemies set in stone. Who could have foreseen the unexpected change in the winds of heaven: the general injured on the battlefield, both legs disabled, and even forced by the emperor to marry his nemesis. With one marriage edict, two people with mutual hostility are forced to marry and live under the same roof. Yet after these long days together, they come to the realization that this fellow is not truly devoid of any saving grace/unattainable and high out of reach. [There’s been some concern, so let me clarify: the term ‘Tartar’/’barbarian’ used in this novel refers to ancient Mongols from the generic region of Tartary, and has next to nothing to do with the Tatars of modern Turkey. If you’re Mongolian and reading this, though, uh… sorry. Ancient China wasn’t a fun or PC time.]

literally don't know how it'd work in modern au but single dad of a teen son lan wangji who Never Dates and doesn't even do casual suddenly getting a much younger boyfriend is just, it's good.

He’s angling for a laugh, or at least a reluctantly amused glare, but instead Lan Zhan just looks concerned. “You plan to walk home in a T-shirt? Do you live close?” Wei Ying shrugs. “Eh, like four or five blocks? Six, maybe?” Lan Zhan takes a measured breath in through his nose, lets it out the same way, then turns away and opens the front door. “Come on.”

Accidental matchmaker Jin Zixuan who has great intentions but very poor instincts for what makes for a successful couple, a threadfic: let's go.

crime syndate, ruthless boss, hanguangjun and double agent wwx who infiltrates the ranks to take down the boss, but when he has his blade pressed against hgj's neck, he falters.

Every summer, the Lotus Pier Cultivation Academy sends a representative to the other four traditional centres of cultivation ahead of the annual student field trips. Wei Wuxian doesn't expect to be handed train tickets in the middle of the night, especially when he's in the proverbial doghouse, but he's not about to say no to visiting some old friends. Or, Wei Wuxian goes on a trip, buys too many souvenirs, and learns that sometimes, love is easier than he thinks. A Modern Cultivation AU

Jin Ling resumes thumping on the door to room 721, and the small collection of freshmen starts chanting “Senior Wei! Senior Wei! Senior Wei!” with increasing volume until finally Wei Wuxian opens the door. “Yes?” he says with his widest, most innocent eyes. “Senior Wei!” demands Lan Jingyi, shoving himself to the front of the group. “Why didn’t you tell us you’re a contestant on this year’s season of The Great Gusu Bake Off?!?” -- Several months ago, college student Wei Wuxian secretly competed in the most popular reality show in the country. The show starts airing in the fall. The freshmen in his dorm collectively lose their minds.

Wei Wuxian and Nie Huaisang keep up a lively correspondence after their time at Cloud Recesses. It gets even livelier when, due to Nie Huaisang’s limited allowance, they have to start writing their own porn to discuss. It’s really not Nie Huaisang’s fault that his brother thought the letters marked “Lan Wangji” were FOR Lan Wangji!

Lan Zhan has amnesia and can't remember anything, except his husband Wei Ying whom he loves very much. The only problem is Wei Ying isn't his husband and he's just confusing his fantasies and reality.

20 years after Wei Wuxian left, they meet again. Things are different, but the same. The world as they know it is ending, but they have each other, and maybe that'll be enough. Also, there's a proletarian revolution.

5 decades of art history books from the Met

"My fuckbuddy is kind to my rabbit and my rabbit likes him. I'm starting to have feelings for him because of that."

“Lan Zhan.” He knows he has a tone; he knows Lan Zhan knows, can tell when he recognises it and momentarily pauses in his movement to acknowledge him. Lan Zhan’s lips nudge at his ear. “Mn?” The words squirm inside Wei Ying like worms. He selects the least offensive one, pulls it up through earth into the daylight of their mood-lit bathroom: “Could we do, um. More?” ; Sometimes, the difference between wanting something and having something is merely working out how to ask for it.

THREADFIC PART ONE: Five Partners JYL Didn't Like, and One Who Was Lan Zhan. Based on this tweet, with thanks to Fer and Aubrey for the prompt, and Fer, Aubrey, Lore, and Fey for brainstorming this with me!