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This is Shirasade‘s fic and vid recs collection, starting 2015. (Unfortunately my recs from 2005 onwards were hosted on Delicious and went bust with the site, although I found an unsorted bookmarks list from 2010.)

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please forgive my most passionate disruptions – Chapter 1, by pumpkinpaix (scribogenesis) – 魔道祖师 – 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī – Mòxiāng Tóngxiù [Archive of Our Own]

Club Yiling is unique in that it’s coed. Lan Wangji wishes it were less unique when he feels his throat go dry, eyes locking with a dancer sauntering out onto the stage with the most obscene sway to his hips. The man somehow picks him out of the crowd and winks at him with dark eyes, and Lan Wangji quickly averts his gaze, back to his glass, back to the condensation, back to melting ice and still water. His heart is beating rapidly in his ears, blood rushing to his head uncomfortably. He digs his nails into his palm.

It’s not like he’s never seen an attractive man before in his life—there are plenty of attractive men in the world. There are plenty of attractive men in his own sect. But Lan Wangji is the second young master of his family. He cannot look at men. He has a responsibility.

Source: please forgive my most passionate disruptions – Chapter 1, by pumpkinpaix (scribogenesis) – 魔道祖师 – 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī – Mòxiāng Tóngxiù [Archive of Our Own]

A strip club!AU (set in a modern world that still has cultivators) should by any rights be crack – instead this took me on a feel-filled journey and made me care so damn much.

The Brotherhood of the Traveling Condom, by ziusura – HIStory3: 那一天 | HIStory3: Make Our Days Count [Archive of Our Own]

Xi Gu spent a lot of his time working and studying and never had much of a social life, but he knew what those were near instantly anyway. Condoms. Zhi Gang had three boxes of condoms stored under his register, right next to the materials he gave to customers.

Source: The Brotherhood of the Traveling Condom, by ziusura – HIStory3: 那一天 | HIStory3: Make Our Days Count [Archive of Our Own]

This is funny and sweet and hot all at once – the perfect combination!

my soul brought to life by you – Chapter 1, by threerings – 魔道祖师 – 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī – Mòxiāng Tóngxiù [Archive of Our Own]

“I can’t believe Mo Xuanyu did this to me,” grumbled Wei Wuxian, shaking his head. “How am I supposed to live as an omega!?”

Source: my soul brought to life by you – Chapter 1, by threerings – 魔道祖师 – 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī – Mòxiāng Tóngxiù [Archive of Our Own]

All to often A/B/O fics don’t work for me, due to the power imbalances, but this… This is hot as well while also being sweet as sin. The perfect combination.

you are the one I am lit for, by yantantether – 魔道祖师 – 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī – Mòxiāng Tóngxiù [Archive of Our Own]

Wei Wuxian crosses the room in two strides and brushes his mouth against Lan Wangji’s, who goes still, but permits the kiss.

For Wei Wuxian, pleasure has always been something to be chased, his body something to be indulged. Even when you’ve unexpectedly been resurrected, you never know when a particularly tenacious fierce corpse is going to show up and rend you limb from limb – may as well bask in everything that feels good while you can.

Lan Wangji, on the other hand: sometimes Wei Wuxian kisses him and he’s warm and willing and pliant. On other days it’s liked the memory of the inscribed wall of laws in the Cloud Recesses – and the Gusu Lan sect has an immensity of stupid taboos about what you’re not supposed to do, and with whom – falls over him like a shroud, and he responds to Wei Wuxian’s flirtations with a stony stillness that hurts his heart. And so far he can never tell which Lan Wangji he’s going to get.

Source: you are the one I am lit for, by yantantether – 魔道祖师 – 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī – Mòxiāng Tóngxiù [Archive of Our Own]

This is such an unusual but absolutely believable and interesting take on how Lan Wangji might react to being with Wei Ying.

Vessel, by tailor31415 – 魔道祖师 – 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī – Mòxiāng Tóngxiù [Archive of Our Own]

Some days all Wei WuXian wanted was to hold Lan WangJi in his mouth. There was no reason for it, nothing caused it, he would just wake up and eat his breakfast and look at the man and think: Today, all I want is to hold him in my mouth.

Source: Vessel, by tailor31415 – 魔道祖师 – 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī – Mòxiāng Tóngxiù [Archive of Our Own]

So soft for a kinky fic – I love it!

Scattered Sounds, by shadowsapiens – 魔道祖师 – 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī – Mòxiāng Tóngxiù [Archive of Our Own]

As distraction, Wei Wuxian admires the way the faint lamplight gilds the long lines of Lan Wangji’s fingers around a teacup. The soft light seems to infuse his pale skin—his strength and grace have their own inherent glow—oh, damn, this is not a safe sort of distraction at all.

Source: Scattered Sounds, by shadowsapiens – 魔道祖师 – 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī – Mòxiāng Tóngxiù [Archive of Our Own]

Two words: erotic cultivation. *fans self*