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In May, Andrew has a chance meeting with an interesting little runaway in Hogsmeade. In July, a resurgent circle of Death Eaters are arrested and sentenced to life in Azkaban. In September, finally safe from his father, a Quidditch-obsessed mystery named Neil Josten arrives at Hogwarts just in time for their final year — and just in time to completely get under Andrew’s skin.

Wei Wuxian wants to hold Lan Zhan's hand. He does not want to have sex with him. But when he hears of Lan Zhan's insatiable urges, it becomes clear that Wei Wuxian will need to seduce him. Lan Zhan wants Wei Wuxian to stop drinking, stop breaking rules, and start holding his hand. He does not want to have sex with him. But when Wei Wuxian starts talking about practicing blowjobs, it becomes clear that Lan Zhan will need to endure it. Lan Xichen and Jiang Cheng, meanwhile, are happy that their brothers are finally having their sexual awakening.

When Neil, an enormous fan of A.Doe's novels, stumbles into the quaint town of Palmetto, the last thing he expects to do is stay. And when Andrew, secretly A.Doe himself, meets the town's newest cryptid, the last thing he expects to do is fall.

The guy is so stupid hot that Wei Ying doesn’t turn away in time. He can’t be absolutely sure, but he thinks the guy sees him sort of turned towards him. Not as bad as being caught outright staring at someone on the subway, except that it’s actually probably worse, because they’re in the cultivation gym’s locker room.

There is magic still hidden within the world, if one were to look. Sometimes it comes to you on the breeze. Sometimes it comes to you after much searching. For Wei Ying, it comes to him in the form of a inquisitive six year old picking up a ribbon. Or, the co-habitation saga of a single father, his son, and a shape-shifting seal prince.

In the waves of steam and machinery, who could achieve extraordinary? In the fogs of history and darkness, who was whispering? I woke up from the realm of mysteries and opened my eyes to the world. Firearms, cannons, battleships, airships, and difference machines. Potions, divination, curses, hanged-man, and sealed artifacts… The lights shone brightly, yet the secrets of the world were never far away. This was a legend of the “fool”.

Long-Haired Twink In Lingerie Does Intense Edging to Bichen’s Latest Dirty Talk Video #ReactionVid #Edging #Selfbondage #Bichen To follow this video you will need: your favourite remote controlled vibrating dildo and a strong ribbon or length of soft rope. OR One too many comments of “tag ur porn” on Lan Wangji’s extremely popular Youtube ASMR channel gets him thinking. Wei Wuxian, a middlingly popular camboy, and long-time fan of Hanguang-jun’s ASMR finds the new smutty dirty talk channel and films his reactions to it.

“Can we—?” Wei Ying asks when they pass the sign for the beach. That’s all he seems able to manage, but Lan Zhan knows what he’s asking. It is the first thing he has asked of Lan Zhan in fifteen hours and over a thousand miles of driving. Lan Zhan pulls over. - prompt fill for wangxian + summer

There’s an archery competition at the Qishan Wen discussion conference. If Wei Ying tugs on Lan Zhan’s headband a little, no one is surprised: they’re going to be married, after all.

The world should have protected you But you have been forced to protect it. What an honor. What an injustice. #the problem with becoming the kind of hero you needed yourself #is that it can’t change the fact #that nobody came for you

Lan Zhan and Wei Ying end up accidentally booked in the same stateroom on a singles cruise … and there’s only one bed.

"What if - what if we do the thing where I make you wait for it?" His whole body gets hot all over just thinking about it. "Like, I get you going like this - it's so good, you're so fucking hot - but we stop before you come. And I make you wait?" He's breathing hard and he can feel himself grinning. "God, I would be so fucking into that." Lan Zhan groans and his hips jerk up as he comes all over Wei Ying's fingers. "Oh fuck." Wei Ying blinks, grinning wider. "I guess you'd be into that, too, huh?" i.e., Wei Ying has the great idea to make Lan Zhan wait for it. Turns out Lan Zhan is real bad at waiting for it.

After a scorching review on his restaurant in one of the world's most famous food magazines, world class chef Magnus Bane is set on finding the food critic who dared to slander his art and make him change his mind. He doesn't expect someone as stubborn or infuriating as Alec Lightwood.

“Road trip!” Wei Ying yells. Lan Zhan looks at him, and sighs.

“You have no expectations of me?” Wei Wuxian asks. “Nothing you wish I would do, or would not do, as…your husband?” Lan Wangji can feel the weight of Wei Wuxian’s gaze on him, but he keeps his eyes steadily ahead. “Do whatever you wish,” he says again. “Everything remains as it used to be. Nothing has changed for me, save for the fact that we have officially taken our marital bows.” (Or, the AU to rebuttable presumption that I said I would not write.)

It's common knowledge in the Heavens that gods are not supposed to interact with humans outside of answering prayers, and they're definitely not supposed to show up in person and talk to a child. But Xie Lian isn't afraid of breaking rules that he's already broken, so he does it anyway. In fact, he takes it one step further and brings the child home. Basically, Wei Wuxian's parents died in a night hunt when he was five, but he ends up being adopted a year later by a god and his ghost king husband, so it's not all bad.... In fact, it's probably better than it should be. (Welcome to one of the rare times I try to avoid angst as much as possible. Wei Wuxian deserves happiness and I will give it to him.)

“You know,” Ouyang Zizhen says thoughtfully over dinner one day, “I’ve never seen Wei-qianbei get jealous before.” Lan Jingyi pauses for the briefest second, remembers the sect rule of keeping silence during meals, and decidedly forgoes it. “What?” “Well,” Ouyang Zizhen continues, “Hanguang-jun always has a lot of admirers everywhere we go, but Wei-qianbei never seems to mind it.” “Why are we talking about this?” Jin Ling asks flatly. - Four times Wei Wuxian doesn't get jealous, and the one time he does.

Lan Zhan watches as Wei Ying's eyes track down his body until… "Lan Zhan," he says quietly. "What is that on your finger?" Lan Zhan frowns and looks down. "That," he says, then stops. Something cold trickles down the back of his neck. "That is a ring." His eyes automatically go to Wei Ying's left hand, where… "Wei Ying." Wei Ying, being the brilliant man that he is, is already ahead of him. "Holy shit." Lan Zhan clears his throat. They are in Las Vegas. And now they have rings on their fingers. There is only one explanation for this. One simple, idiotic, ridiculous explanation. "We got fucking married?!"

Each time Scorpius glanced his way, Albus made sure to smile as though nothing was amiss. As though it wasn’t exceptionally odd to come out of your morning lesson and find your ex-boyfriend of three years standing in the grass with his hands in his pockets, waiting for you.

Wei Wuxian travels the world alone, finding homes in unexpected places, and loving Lan Zhan one letter at a time.

He closes his fingers around Lan Zhan’s, slipping their intertwined hands inside the neck of his robes. Pressing Lan Zhan’s palm to his chest, his fingers fanning out around the curve of Wei Wuxian’s ribs. His heartbeat hums against their skin, even and steady, and Lan Zhan exhales softly. “What did you dream of, then?” he asks. Mo Xuanyu’s sacrifice was never meant to be a permanent solution, and Lan Wangji fights to do what he could not the last time: to save Wei Wuxian.

It doesn’t occur to Harry until supper that night, while Luna makes a Spanish tortilla with pink and blue potatoes from her garden, that Granger might actually be his friend now. Not just a transferable friend, comfortable with him because she’d grown up with a strangely domestic alternative version of him with short hair, but a real friend. Since he’s not sure how to feel about it, he eats his half of the tortilla in a silent daze and then helps Luna go over the last of the proofs for next week’s Quibbler.

Or Top Questionable Authorial Choices by one and only, Airplane Shooting Towards the Sky. (As an author, Shang Qinghua stood by everything he wrote, all right? He just didn't expect having to live with it. Literally.)

Having to walk into a brothel following a suspect is by far not the weirdest thing Zhao Yunlan has had to do as a police officer. The part where he almost gets caught and has to actually hurry and pick up one of the prostitutes is a bit more iffy. This turns out to be a lot more helpful than Zhao Yunlan would have expected.

It is not a bachelor party. That was made clear on all the invitations. It is a congratulatory get together for Jin Zixuan, attended by his family, the family of the bride, and the young masters of the other two families in their circle. The gathering is not to go later than midnight, everyone must drink in moderation, and no one is allowed to be hungover tomorrow. Wei Wuxian had promised Yanli, three fingers in the air. Jiang Cheng had rolled his eyes, but promised as well. Saturday morning, Nie Huaisang and Jiang Cheng wake up alone in a hotel room, missing shoes, phones, and almost all their memories of what in the world happened last night. Also missing: Wei Wuxian, brother of the bride Lan Wangji, esteemed guest Lan Xichen, esteemed guest, Jin Zixun, cousin of the groom Jin Guangyao, brother and best-man Jin Zixuan, THE GROOM, who is due at his bride-to-be's house in six hours. That's plenty of time to find everyone...right?

In which Wei Wuxian gets himself out of being Jin Sect enemy number one by becoming Lan Qiren's niece-in-law, and falls in love with Lan Wangji somewhere along the way.

Chu Wanning glares up at him, adjusting his women’s robes. “Still, why couldn’t you have been the wife instead?” Coughing politely, Mo Ran looks to the side, avoiding his gaze. “Shizun’s skills with the illusion barrier far surpass this humble disciple’s, and, well…” He doesn’t need to complete his sentence—it’s infuriating, but Mo Ran is now taller than him, broader than him, larger than him. Very much so. The young sapling he raised in Sisheng Peak is now a full-fledged tree, a man built like the mountains Chu Wanning has seen in his travels. Chu Wanning and Mo Ran pretend to be a married couple visiting a small mountain town to investigate some suspicious disappearances. Mini Canon AU casefic. Contains spoilers up to Chapter 130 or so of the novel.

Lan Wangji is a police detective who's rapidly falling in love with his antifa activist neighbor, Wei Ying — until Wei Ying disappears, and Lan Wangji and his hotheaded partner, Nie Mingjue, are assigned the Missing Persons case. Now Lan Wangji is in a race against time to find a man who seems to have disappeared without a trace, while trying to keep his feelings a secret from everyone around him (and maybe, if he has time, convince his brother to break up with his creepy boyfriend and date Wangji's partner instead). Wei Ying is mixed up in something dangerous. Lan Wangji is going to find him. (In which Wei Ying says ACAB and Lan Wangji is increasingly inclined to agree)

Wei Wuxian moved with joy in his steps and the sun in his eyes, every gesture, every expression, absolutely fearless. As Lan Wangji watched him tip back, hair blowing in the breeze of the arena, he just couldn’t understand it. Compared to that, Lan Wangji was . . . He was . . . He was . . .