He struggles a little against the ropes. Lan Zhan watches silently.
Are his eyes darker than before? Wei Ying knows the magic of angels, knows Lan Zhan could silence him if he wanted to, but he lets Wei Ying talk, so he talks. He boasts and seduces, coaxing and playing with Lan Zhan like he’s done it a thousand times. These are the skills he knows best; they will free him.
At a natural pause in Wei Ying’s speech, Lan Zhan finally interrupts.
“You are new,” he states, which, rude! Wei Ying has been told many times that he’s the most powerful succubus anyone’s seen in centuries. He may be new, but Lan Zhan doesn’t need to—to guess like that. What does he know about succubi?!
Source: and i sell my soul for the high, by martyrsdaughter – 魔道祖师 – 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī – Mòxiāng Tóngxiù [Archive of Our Own] | https://archiveofourown.org/
On his very first assignment, Wei Ying is captured by an angel – who then proceeds to thoroughly captivate him… with his angelic dick. *fans self* 😉
Lan Wangji never believed the stories of the Lan family curse.
He kept his face impassive when, as a young boy, Lan Qiren told him, “The rumors are true. If a Lan reaches thirty years of age with his virginity intact, he will be able to hear the thoughts of whomever he touches.”
Source: Blossom, by triedunture – 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV) [Archive of Our Own] | https://archiveofourown.org/
A Cherry Magic AU that’s full of pain and loss and beauty – and of course sex. 😉
Wangji managed to pull his scarf down so he didn’t have to breathe coffee-tainted air, then just lay on his side in the snow, willing the world to stop spinning, his gut to stop roiling, and his balls to stop throbbing. He didn’t know how long he lay like that, but with another groan, he managed to push himself to sitting… to find a vision sitting opposite him. Oh…
Cross-legged, hands firmly fisted in his lap, snowflakes fluttered around the man like a lace veil, catching on dark lashes that framed lustrous silver eyes, and landing like little kisses against bow-shaped lips still red despite the chill. And oh, Wangji was most definitely fucked.
Source: Beneath Your Skin – Chapter 1, by Wrenwolf – 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV) [Archive of Our Own] | https://archiveofourown.org/
An absolutely epic tattoo artist / small town AU, which so many feels I cried a few times – but also some absolutely hilarious moments, and more found family than you can shake a stick at. Oh, and smut. 😉
“Lan Zhan,” Wei Ying drawled. Wei Ying leaned forward further until he put his hands flat on the Captain’s desk and pushed himself to standing. The skin was smooth now, Wen Qing had regenerated the bruised and torn skin from their escape and subsequent stranding in the Delta Quadrant. But Lan Zhan had seen the hurt there before it was wiped away. “Maybe you don’t see me as your First Officer at all.” He cut his eyes up to look into Lan Zhan’s. “Maybe you don’t want to. Maybe you want me to throw over all of these command responsibilities and it can just be me and you inside of my mind, just how you like…Imzadi.” Lan Zhan’s breath caught, an invisible stutter in the regular ordering of Lan Zhan’s functioning. Wei Ying slid his hands forward, body following. Wei Ying was leaning over the desk, fingertips close to Lan Zhan’s but not touching. They could be. If Lan Zhan reached out.
“You are my First Officer.” Lan Zhan kept his hands where they were, pressed so hard into the desktop that his wrists felt the strain.
Source: My Home Is Your Body – Chapter 1, by phnelt – 魔道祖师 – 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī – Mòxiāng Tóngxiù [Archive of Our Own] | https://archiveofourown.org/
This is absolutely my new favourite Star Trek AU! I can’t believe I never realised how apt the premise of Voyager is in regards to the cultivation world vs. Yiling Laozu conflict. Also, this is just plain amazing storytelling – culminating in the hottest telepathic blowjob ever!
Lan Wangji must suppress a shiver at every brush and press of Wei Wuxian’s fingers.
Under different circumstances – less public ones – he would welcome touch, given that his body is in such an aroused state.
Alas, his circumstances are these: sitting quietly while Wei Wuxian, the famous (infamous) Doctor of Yunmeng, digs his fingertips into Lan Wangji’s shoulders and chest and sides and hums thoughtfully.
Source: trust your fingertips, by plonk – 魔道祖师 – 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī – Mòxiāng Tóngxiù [Archive of Our Own] | https://archiveofourown.org/
Canon divergence in which Wei Wuxian is a doctor and Lan Wangji is poisoned – sex pollen style.
The Yiling Laozu shrugs again. “Do you want anything else augmented while you’re here? I saw that your pleasure module isn’t integrated.”
Lan Wangji blinks again. He can find no mention of a pleasure module in any of his architecture. “What’s that?”
Source: Not Afraid to Know – Chapter 1, by phnelt – 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV) [Archive of Our Own] | https://archiveofourown.org/
This just took my breath away – android!LWJ learns how to feel in the most intimate, incredible way imaginable.
“I don’t want to really date anyone. It’s so stupid, I just need to pretend date someone until Jiang Cheng gets his act together, then go back to my own life.” He stares at his empty coffee cup.
“Date me,” Lan Zhan says. Then he looks at Wei Ying’s empty cup. “Would you like another cup of coffee?”
“Always,” Wei Ying says automatically. “But wait, what.”
Source: Nothing But Trouble – Chapter 1, by brooklinegirl – 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV) [Archive of Our Own] | https://archiveofourown.org/
I will never get tired of fake dating and oblivious!Wei Ying, and this is a glorious example of the genre – funny and hot at once!
Wei Wuxian locks his phone and puts it down, blinks at his ceiling, and picks it up again. The pictures are still there.
His first thought is that Lan Zhan meant them for someone else. That he just woke up at—he checks the timestamp—6:30 am on a Sunday and decided to go absolute full nuclear seduction option on some poor boy he met on Grindr, who would now be missing out on the best thing to ever happen to him because Wei Wuxian had a bad habit of distracting—of—oh.
Pieces of last night start to resurface and paste themselves together in his head. He winces.
Source: all that and more, by Euphorion – 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV) [Archive of Our Own] | https://archiveofourown.org/
This must be the most oblivious Wei Ying to ever Wei Ying in a modern AU… Had me cackling all the way through, when I wasn’t being distracted by the hotness. 😉
This is not helping, Wei Ying thinks. This is neither job hunting nor relaxing. He can’t calm his thoughts, though. He knows how this works, he understands the vicious spiral of this thought process, but knowledge doesn’t equal ability not to fall into the trap. His mind will just go in circles, showing him the same images over and over again, but with more intensity each time, and he just—he’s too tired, too done with it, to let it happen.
He forgoes the nap and opens his laptop again, typing Hanguang-jun in the video search. This channel, run by Lan Zhan, who Wei Ying knows personally from before, from videoblogger meet-ups and other occasions, kept the last threads of his sanity during his worst days.
Source: Cloud Nine – Chapter 1, by mssdare – 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV) [Archive of Our Own] | https://archiveofourown.org/
This fic is nothing short of amazing. I started reading it because I’m seriously into ASMR, but I was completely pulled in by the way Wei Ying’s struggle with his mental health is depicted. Without magical cure (either by ASMR or Lan Zhan’s dick *g*) but with so much compassion and careful optimism.
“I believe you failed to communicate some important information,” Lan Zhan’s voice is tight over the phone and Wei Ying has a second to think, whoops, before his mouth is rushing in.
“I may… have forgotten to mention the location of the resentful spirit, yes.” He’d sent Lan Zhan the link to a Facebook event with a little note that said ‘sign up here!’ without really thinking. His phone ringing less than a minute later is probably justified. It isn’t every day that your neighbour sends a link to a fetish party and a command to attend. Even if it is softened with an exclamation mark.
“Mm,” Lan Zhan says and Wei Ying winces. That’s an ‘mm’ with a world of promise in it.
Source: In Case You Should Ever Ask, by phnelt – 魔道祖师 – 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī – Mòxiāng Tóngxiù [Archive of Our Own] | https://archiveofourown.org/
Modern AU in which there’s still cultivation – but that’s mostly incidental as Wei Ying realises that taking Lan Zhan to this party means revealing things about himself…