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lan wangji joins his brother for the ghost hunting case at biling lake to spend a few days away from wei wuxian and his thoughts about wei wuxian.
it doesn't go as planned, sex is involved.
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“Am I your lock screen?” Kojiro teased, raising his eyebrows.
“You weren’t supposed to see that,” Kaoru grumbled, pinching the bridge of his nose. -
sugar stains by lanjingyeet
Fandoms: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV)
09 May 2020
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Jiang Wanyin’s face slowly takes on a kind of horrified expression that Lan Wangji would find funny if it wasn’t for the fact of the actual situation. He’s clearly noticing all the same things Lan Wangji did that first time: the same slope of nose, the light in the eyes, the messy mop of hair. Jiang Wanyin, after all, was far better acquainted with Wei Ying around this age than Lan Wangji was.
"Hanguang-jun, what the f—”
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Work-Life Balance is Not A Thing by catbrainedschemes
Fandoms: 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV), 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
26 Jul 2020
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“Is it the salary,” Lan Zhan asks, head tilting in a question.
He looks gorgeous and Wei Ying hates him for it.
“No, the compensation is very generous.”
“The hours,” Lan Zhan guesses, and that gives Wei Ying an idea.
“Yeah, the hours are too much,” he says, putting on his whiny voice, “I’m still in my twenties, you know? I want to go out and eat with my friends, and, and maybe find a boyfriend and get married, have a few kids, adopt some cats.”
Lan Zhan looks at him as if he has gone insane.
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Wei Ying resigns from his post as Lan Zhan's executive assistant.
Lan Zhan goes to great lengths to keep him.
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like a magpie and a ring by martyrsdaughter for popeleoxiv
Fandoms: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV)
13 Nov 2021
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“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.
