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nhs when asked about wwx's war crimes

Lesbunny yllz (& hgj) doodle ( genderbend )
#mdzs #wangxian

New fic! It’s a WIP so come along for the ride 🤍

Explicit | AU: University/Modern | Roommates Wangxian | Camboy Wei Ying

archiveofourown.org/works/672955...

New fic! It’s a WIP so come along for the ride 🤍

Explicit | AU: University/Modern | Roommates Wangxian | Camboy Wei Ying

archiveofourown.org/works/672955...

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Lan Wangji

#MDZS | #魔道祖师 | #마도조사 | #忘羡 | #Wangxian

2025

Wangxian kissing while kneeling. Lwj is holding wwx’s face while wwx holds his wrists closer. There is a soft warm light around them. Also there are cute hearts are drawn in red!

Kith~💕

#wangxian

Eternal Honeymoon

tw/ genderbend
fem wangxian fancy date made to indulge me :3

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It’s in a sort of shared dream-like state, but yes. Chapter 119, he fucks himself with Bichen’s (LWJs sword) hilt.

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“Best. Snow. Day. Ever.” Wei Ying tells him, planting a kiss on his face with every word.

Lan Zhan could not agree more.

(The End ⛄️)

“I brought the snow to you.” Lan Zhan says, nodding towards his snow friend.

“I can see that, you ridiculously adorable man.” Wei Ying says, laughing, and picking himself up off the ground. Lan Zhan offers him a hand and pulls him up the rest of the way.

Wei Ying’s well bundled form rounded the corner to find Lan Zhan and his snowman at the door.

“That’s it. I’m dead. You killed me.” Wei Ying says dramatically, falling to the floor. “You are too cute. You HAVE to warn me before you do things like this. My heart can’t take it.”

“Yes, someone wants to say hello.” He replied, despite knowing full well that this inanimate object could not, in fact, speak. Wei Ying had a tendency to appreciate giving things anthropomorphic qualities. It was cute.

“But I’m sick?”

He was quite pleased with his creation, now living inside a large baking dish.

He went back inside, new friend in tow.

“Lan Zhan?” Wei Ying called from the living room. “Did you go somewhere? Come cuddle, it’s cold.”

A couple of “buttons” down the center for good measure. Twigs for arms were a bit hard to find, but since the snow person was small, he used the stems of some fallen leaves.

He’d never made a snowman before, but the concept seemed simple. Using his gloved hands he balled up a few mounds of snow, and made a tiny little snow person. A bit of carrot for the nose. A couple raisins for eyes and a few more for the mouth.

But, Lan Zhan cannot stand to see his boyfriend pouting. He would steal the moon for him, if he asked for it.

He gets up and walks to the kitchen, Wei Ying grumbling at the absence of his personal heater and pillow. Lan Zhan fetches a few things and does his best to sneak outside.

Wei Ying darts over to the window and looks outside, a brilliant smile on his face. He is the most beautiful thing Lan Zhan has ever seen.

After snuggling in for two episodes of Yuri on Ice, Wei Ying starts to itch for the snow.

“Just for a little bit?” He pleads.

“No, you’re unwell.”

“Lan Zhannnnnnn!” Wei Ying says, looking up at said man with big, watery eyes. “You did all this for me?”

“I’m keeping you. Forever.”

“Forever.” Lan Zhan agrees. “There is also the snow.” He reminds him.

“The snow!!”

“You’ll see.” He says, offering Wei Ying his next dose of medicine. His boyfriend takes it obediently, eyeing him curiously.

He helps Wei Ying put on a pair of warmer pajamas, and an extra jumper before leading him towards his surprise.

“Noooooo.”

“No, you don’t remember?” Lan Zhan asks, confused. Maybe Wei Ying was worse off than he thought.

“No. ‘Noooooo’ I’m sick and it’s snowinggggg!” Wei Ying says sadly.

“Come with me. I’ll make it better.”

Wei Ying looks at him suspiciously.

“What did you do?”

The snow was still falling when he woke up Wei Ying.

“Wei Ying, it is snowing.”

“Mmnn?” Came a garbled reply from under a pillow.

“The snow. You wanted to see it, remember?”

The pillow was tossed across the bed, in a most pitiful manner.

So, off to work he went, building a blanket fort, and bundling up the extra duvets and pillows on the sofa. A batch of cookies went in the oven. The kettle set for hot cocoa. He wasn’t sure what Wei Ying might want to watch, but queued Yuri on Ice anyway. Ice, snow. Close enough.

They had ended up fucking in the blanket fort until it inevitably collapsed on them. Not very structurally sound.

But, he had learned a thing or two.