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sasukimimochi · 1 year

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"Er-Gege, Hold me won't you?" "Mn."

Because i've been so stressed i decided fuck it if i'm not going to write anyway, i'm going to sketch. These two have sort of become comfort characters lately as i seem to sketch them every time i'm stressed or sad or just in need of a random sketch haha

Drawn in drawpile then edited in clip studio paint. i used the colorize tool for fun this time and lowered the opacity. :] ♥️

See other COI/MDZS content here on my masterpost. ❤

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mdzsao3 · 7 months

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suns out buns out

[ao3 link]

#mdzs #ao3 #cql #SasukiMimochi #Wangxian

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wangxianficfinder · 7 months

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Ghost WangXian

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Intertwined by Tsukimiko_san (T, 4k, wangxian, hualian, major character death, Crossover, Canon Divergence, No Ressurrection AU, Reincarnation, Red String of Fate, Post-Canon (for hualian), Sad with a Happy Ending, hualian are the deities of love send tweet, silver haired lwj, catboy hc, MCD is for wwx and lwj but both reincarnate and meet again, Ghost LWJ, Ghost WWX)

Lan Wangji Sees Dead People by MountainRain898 (E, 42k, WangXian, Reincarnation, Soulmates, Past Lives, Ghosts, Abandoned hospital setting, Ghosts, Fake Kidnapping, or maybe accidental kidnapping is a better way of putting it, WWX and LWJ are both dead in this fic, They ARE Ghosts, A little bit of gore, Comedy Horror, Getting Together, Kissing, First Time, in this lifetime at least, Blow Jobs, Anal Sex, two seconds of accidental public sex, also sex getting interrupted by someone for a sec)

Gently Haunted by LusBeatha (T, 19k, WangXian, Character Death, Sentient Burial Mounds, Autistic LWJ, Shutdowns, Canon Divergence, Ghosts, Child LSZ, Oblivious WWX, Getting Together, Ghost Marriage, ghost parenting, Grief/Mourning, but only for ghosts that are still present, Golden Core Reveal, Soup, Happy Ending)

The Ghostly Adventures of Wen Yuan by Llamamomo (Not Rated, 13k, WangXian, Ghost WWX, Ghost LWJ, Established Relationship, Married Couple, Supernatural Elements, Modern AU, Murder Mystery, Haunted Houses)

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Ghost WWX

🔒 A Shade Watches by DC_Derringer (T, 1k, wangxian, Canonical WWX death, Angst with a Happy Ending, brief mention of masturbation, Canon Divergence)

🔒 Response by Aki_no_hikari (G, 12k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Angst with a Happy Ending, Family Feels, Love Confessions)

the moon, grown full by Deinde (T, 22k, LSZ & WWX, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Spirits, Identity Reveal, discussion of war crimes, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Grief/Mourning, Hopeful Ending, Homecoming, reclaiming your name and identity, Names, Families of Choice)

The Intervening Years by roserocksrapidly (G, 11k, LSZ & WWX, LSZ & LWJ, WangXian, Canon Divergence, LSZ centric, Parent-Child Relationship, Wangxian is background, Fluff and Angst, Hurt/Comfort, LSZ's childhood and all that entails)

🧡 Ghosts Shouldn’t by ShanaStoryteller (Not Rated, 15k, WangXian, Grief/Mourning, Canon Divergence, Angst with a Happy Ending)

You still sound like a song by Moominmammashandbag (M, 64k, WIP, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Ghost!WWX, Mystery, LWJ plays inquiry, AU from after the Wens came to Lotus Pier, Most people lived, not everybody died, Angst with a Happy Ending, river spirit!WWX, Angst and Feels, description of murder, imminent smut, Execution, Dogs, Poisons, Discussion of Attempted Murder, BAMF WWX, Family Feels)

Ghost of Mine by SasukiMimochi (E, 127k, WIP, LSZ & WWX, WangXian, Golden Core Reveal, Canon Temporary Character Death, Found Family, Hurt/Comfort, Supernatural Elements, Canon-Typical Violence, Post-First Siege of the Burial Mounds, Romance, Domestic Fluff, Implied/Referenced Suicide, Alternate Canon)

ghost in your arms by DizziDreams (T, 11k, WangXian, NieLan, Kidfic, baby a-yuan, dad!lwj, Ghost!WWX, Haunting, Poltergeist, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Fluff and Angst, Domestic Fluff, Light Angst, Pining, LWJ's bad choices about love, Paranormal, Modern AU, Ghosts, age gap, America, [Podfic of] ghost in your arms by dreamhazer)

one good thing by Yuu_chi (T, 26k, WangXian, Modern AU, Ghost WWX, Angst and Humor, Angst with a Happy Ending, I swear there really is a happy ending, And an alarming amount of rabbits, [Podfic] One Good Thing by jellyfishfire)

🧡 Meet Me At The Corner After Dark by Omen1991 (M, 21k, WangXian, Modern AU, Angst with a Happy Ending, Hurt/Comfort, Grief/Mourning, Character Death, but he's already dead, Injury, Concerns about self-harm, no actual self-harm, Panic Attacks, Office, Tears, Sad with a Happy Ending, Reincarnation, kind of mild romance, POV LWJ, Ghost!WWX, Neurodivergent LWJ, Amnesiac WWX, Autistic LWJ)

Lan Sizhui Sees Dead People series by darkbrokenreaper (T, 30k, wangxian, fluff, angst)

Day 4: Ghost!Xian by UseMyMuse (T, 5k, WangXian, Ghost wwx, Altered ages for side characters, Murder, Death, MCD KIND OF (Wei Ying is dead but he's a ghost through the whole story))

Stolen Midnights by See_You_Next_Tuesday (E, 34k, WangXian, Angst with a Happy Ending, Canon Divergence, pre-canon timeline, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Miscommunication, Dreams, Graphic Descriptions of Injuries, Eventual Smut, Voyeurism, Hand Jobs, Blow Jobs, Anal Sex, mild bondage, Body Worship, Marking, Biting)

eyes closed for you by soultana (E, 36k, WangXian, Modern AU, MDZS Characters Cultivate in a Modern Setting, POV LWJ, Cultivator LWJ, WWX is a spirit/yao, Dreams vs. Reality, basically WWX haunts LWJ's dreams (lovingly), Sexual Tension, Pining, Yiling Laozu is misunderstood, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Masturbation, WWX is a Tease, Getting Together, Supportive LXC, LQR Is So Done)

🔒 Can we skip to the Good Part? by pink-lotus-pods (kkomaism) (T, 107k, HuaLian, WangXian, Canon-Typical Violence, Crossover, YLLZ WWX, HuaLian are in Love, Married HuaLian, Slow Build, Canon Temporary Character Death, Ghost WWX, Fix-It of Sorts, Canon Divergence, Blood and Violence, Character Study, Panic Attacks, WWX Has a Mental Breakdown, It Gets Worse Before It Gets Better, MXY Deserves Better, unbearable amounts of sexual tension, Suicidal Thoughts, mild but it's still there!, Additional Warnings In Author's Note, Genius WWX)

the fair and the brave and the good must die by Lise (T, 12k, WangXian, Ghost WWX, Sad Ending, Angst, Grief/Mourning, POV LWJ, Not A Fix-It, Canon Divergences, Moral Dilemmas, Character Turned Into a Ghost, Ambiguous/Open Ending)

of ghosts and graveyards by DiRoxy (T, 10k, WangXian, Pre-Relationship, Pokemon, Case Fic, ghost!WWX, Happy Ending, LWJ and JC Work Together, Depictions of Science Experiments on Pokemon, Shadow Pokemon, Clone Pokemon)

🔒 From the beyond series by apathyinreverie (T, 11k, wangxian, LSZ & LWJ, LSZ & WWX, Cultivation World Critical, LWJ being pissed and WWX watching delightedly from the sidelines, Fix-It of sorts, Canon Divergence, lwj takes a-yuan and leaves the cultivation world, Some angst, Fluff, Ghost WWX, BAMF WWX, Domestic wangxian, rogue cultivators wangxian, Ghostly Sunshine Husbands: A Guide on Accidental Sect Creation by Hanguang-Jun, Oblivious WWX, Smitten LWJ, everyone adores wwx, Time Skips)

Yiling Poltergeist by jaemyun (G, 16k, WangXian, Modern AU, Mention of canon history, Ghost! Wwx, Past Lives, Reincarnation, Humor, Fluff)

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Ghost LWJ

囍 | a ghost wedding by sweetlolixo (E, 11k, Wangxian, Arranged Marriage, Ghost wedding, Pining LWJ, Ghost Groom LWJ, Corpsefucking in the most romantic way possible, Angst with a Happy Ending, Non-Explicit Sex, Love at First Sight)

ghost stories for lost souls by queenklu (M, 17k, WangXian, Character Turned Into a Ghost, Body Horror, (of the ghostly variety - hey number of limbs are hard), child death (not explicitly described), Ghost Hunting, Spirit Box, Juice Box, Reincarnation)

Red Is Just Black Remembering by Zizzani (E, 41k, WangXian, Angst with a Happy Ending, Fluff and Angst, Homophobia, Necromancy, Ghosts, Modern AU, all my modern fics are set in Canada just fyi, Cuddling & Snuggling, Sharing a Bed, this is really just very sweet and kinda sad, [Podfic] Red Is Just Black Remembering by Rionaa)

lovers be lost (but love shall not) by la_muerta (T, 13k, WangXian, Arranged Marriage, 1910s, Case Fic, Ghosts, Happy Ending, Background Relationships, Ghost Marriage)

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#wangxian ghost compilation #wangxianficfinder #wangxian #mdzs #the untamed #ghost compilation

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monsters-in-our-heart · 8 months

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Happy Birthday @sasukimimochi (❁´◡`❁)

Have some feels with your birthday~

A drawing loosely based on Sasu's Mdzs AU: Ghost of Mine (Which is superb- lord- genius- king - God- levels of amazing! Go read it!!) There's also a little something I'd like to imagine with this picture, just a short little bit of extra feels, it's a bit messy but I still wanted to add it for those who know or want to~

So Imagine, This drawing, but the scene shifts -> and the resentment and blade slowly vanish to a frame where Wei Wuxian, from the present-time GOM(ghost of mine) fic, is crying in exactly that same position he was in before. He's holding a phantom(so there’s nothing actually there) blade/Suibian in his hands. He's trembling, it feels as if he was actually still there instead of in the now/ in the present moment. Then from the right side(off canvas) A-yuan and Lan Wangji both walk in. A-yuan hugs wwx from behind. Lwj follows. They all hug each other. Leading to a moment of comfort with his family, the sad memories slowly fading from Wwx's mind. A smile now adorns all of their faces. Happy together (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)

#mdzs #mdzs art #wei wuxian #wei ying #sketch #drawing #digital art #procreate #yuzanrathart #art #gom fanart #ghost of mine fanart

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mdzs-owns-my-ass-i-guess · 7 months

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Bitemarks

I swear I set out to write a romantic, smutty ficlet - and then something terrible happened.

This is written for point 27 of @sasukimimochi's fall drawing/writing challenge that you can find here.

Warnings: explicit content, mental distress, ptsd symptoms, trauma

Enjoy <3

Wei Wuxian keens, arching into his husband's touch as pleasure burns endless waves from where they're connected. With half lidded, glassy eyes, he seeks the other's expression and moans helplessly at the gaze that meets his, hot with desire and affection all the same.

He opens his mouth to say something about it, about how good he feels and how unfair it is that Lan Wangji is just so skilled at everything, including sex - but his mouth is taken into an unforgiving, rough kiss, the other's thrusts becoming just as merciless with little warning.

Wei Wuxian can do nothing but moan inside Lan Wangji's mouth, legs tightening around his hips as if to spur him on - and just that happens, so much so that Wei Wuxian has to tear his mouth away from his husband's, to both moan and breathe and beg.

But yet again, Lan Wangji sets out to keep him quiet and bites into the side of his neck, just enough to bring back color into the faded bitemark decorating the base of Wei Wuxian's throat.

He screams - but not in pleasure or delight, like Lan Wangji expected him to, like he usually does. Instead, it sounds like a scream of fear, a sound that's almost haunting in the desperation it holds.

Lan Wangji is quick to stop and look towards Wei Wuxian for an explanation - instead, he is met with wild, tearful eyes, his complexion ghostly white as his body has gone rigid, every muscle tense.

Because Wei Wuxian is no longer in bed, writhing in the throes of passion with his husband, in the warmth and safety of their marital home. He is alone, coreless and injured in the Burial Mounds, desperately trying to fight off the starving ghouls and corpses that claw at his flesh, seeking life and revenge.

He sees the tall, endless peaks of dark resentment cave in on him, splitting open as if unhinging their jaws to swallow him whole and tear him apart until not even a shred of soul is left of him.

He hears the cacophony of voices screaming, crying, laughing, singing in his ears, making fun of his torment, lamenting his fate and their own all at once.

He feels cold, scaly hands grasp at him, formless limbs entangle with his own, the stench of decay fills his nostrils and he's motionless against the claws that reach to tear into his skin, made a voyeur to his own destruction because he can't look away-

And then it all stops.

Wei Wuxian blinks as if awoken from a dream, and finds himself in Lan Wangji's arms, a steady stream of spiritual energy emitting from him as he hums their song lowly.

He looks up at the man, who brings the song to a lull, and runs a gentle hand through Wei Wuxian's hair, visibly relieved. "How do you feel?"

Wei Wuxian tries at a smile but does not succeed. "Better now... I'm...I don't know what that was, I..."

Lan Wangji holds him tightly against his chest and soothes his hands over the other's back as he inevitably begins to sob. There is nothing Lan Wangji can do but be present and loving, kissing at Wei Wuxian's forehead and reassuring him over and over that he is safe, that nothing could ever harm him now, that he is loved.

And ever so slowly, the crying stops.

Lan Wangji does not ask. He knows that there are things he may not understand about Wei Wuxian and experiences the other would rather not speak about.

That is especially the case about his life in the Burial Mounds in the three months he vanished back then.

So when Wei Wuxian finally stops crying, Lan Wangji does not expect him to talk about it.

But he does.

And Lan Wangji thinks he will be forever haunted by what he's heard.

#mdzs #mo dao zu shi #wangxian #writing attempts

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jansuka · 8 months

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A BIRTHDAY DRAWING FOR @sasukimimochi fan art for her GOM story, fanfic of MDZS characters~

Go check out her awesome fanfic!!!

ALSO HAPPY BIRTHDAYYYY

#mo dao zu shi #birthday #digital artist #digital art #procreate #art #illustrations #jansuka

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yuzanrath · 1 year

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Seeing all the amazing stories written from people I follow (mainly mdzs fandom) finally motivated me enough to start practicing my own writing again after so many years of creating absolutely nothing...

I only wrote for a private/original story shared with a friend for now BUT I hope to one day get back into the feel of it so I can start writing fan fiction! I have a mighty need to write a mdzs fic etc.

But yeh very very happy I actually wrote something again 😌 that is all.

The fantastic writers mentioned: @sasukimimochi @mdzs-owns-my-ass-i-guess Thank you for your work ❤️

(If you don’t want me to tag you in this lemme know and I’ll remove it. Wasn’t sure if i should/if appropriate)

#yuzan talks too much #thinking about writing #happy with what I managed to write #although its for myself and friend only lol

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lildoodlecat · 10 months

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Last 10 Opening Lines

Rules: post the first sentence of your last ten fics. If you haven’t written ten fics, share as many first-sentences as you have.

Saw this and figured why not. Not tagged but does it matter? No ✨ (snatched from @sasukimimochi thanks for the open invitation, stranger :D)

Anyway from oldest to newest it goes:

1. It's Just Practice ; From the Red Fog

“This’s th’ most bullshit mission oi’ve evah been a part’ve.” Ivan grumbled the moment he and Ruwanda left Midwinter’s office.

2. Too Loud (inside and out) ; From the Red Fog

Mortria was an irritating city at best.

3. Hey, Your Cat Ears Are Showing! ; My Hero Academia, tododeku

In the two weeks that they’d been dating—or at least the two weeks Izuku had known they’d been dating because Shouto had made assumptions a month prior and scared Izuku half to death on more than one occasion—Izuku found, anyway, that Shouto was an incredibly tactile person.

4. cry, even if you don't want to ; Tales of Zestiria, sormik

It’s a stupid thing to get upset over, Mikleo thinks, knows, but that doesn’t stop the frustrated tears streaking down his face.

5. Jackie and the Deep Down Dark Deep Down ; JSE egos (cheating a lil on this one..)

Two months. That’s how long Anti said it’d been, at least. In that time Jackie had grown uncomfortably accustomed to the coppery taste of blood at the back of his throat, and the idle sting and twinge of cuts and bruises flaring with every shift of his aching limbs.

6. Just One (because it's you) ; Tales of Zestiria, sormik

Mikleo was unwinding for the day, book in his hands and legs tucked up as he leaned against the headboard of an inn bed, when Rose slammed the door open and demanded he come with her to restock at the market.

7. Plush Velvet in Color ; From the Red Fog (cheating again lol)

It’s moonlight strewn across the floor that Ruwanda sees, rather than sunlight. It tinges the room in a washed-out glow, makes the skin of his hands pallor, dances over veins nearly skimming the surface of his inner wrist. Ruwanda watches it all, angles his skin just so in familiar light and observes.

8. To Feel, in Scintillating Bursts, From the Red Fog

It’s not something Ruwanda thinks about overly, or at all if he has his way.

9. cut away the past (tear it from my throat); Genshin Impact

Despite the tie Morax had wound his hair in, bits still slipped free.

10. On Peerless Jade, in Draft / Excerpts From the Personal Library of Hanguang-jun, Mo Dao Zu Shi, wangxian (these two are also cheaty bc they both start with the same line)

Where the peach blossoms bloom,

#rescuing this from my drafts heyo #reading my own work sometimes makes me want to hide under a pile of rocks but hey #for anyone that wanted to see that my first lines are only interesting sometimes lskdfj #jay yells #tag game #i drafted this like 4 months ago so. here you go ig

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elleapdraws · 5 years

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Draw Your Friends’ OCs in Your Style Challenge. Part 1. It was so fun to draw! Hope you like it! :3c

Daidi belongs to @sasukimimochi Naya belongs to @wiccamica MountMaunt belongs to @sunflowerforyou Sylvester belongs to @apex-knight Viola belongs to @midluuna Ness belongs to @hansama Jo belongs to @24alexk09 Cycle belongs to @ellen-reis Wang Min belongs to @motolokiev Don’t use without permission, don’t repost, please. Ok to reblog! Thank you! 💛

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askcompaniontale · 6 years

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*That seems a bit more comfortable. Tuṣāra seems a little tired already...?

-Asks for তুষার are closed.

#As previously mentioned this is the last update for now #i will be on a small hiatus for a bit #CT #Companiontale #SasukiMimochi #Gaster #AskGaster #Ask #Comfy clothes #Tuṣāra #তুষার

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sasukimimochi · 1 year

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5 seconds later, Lan Wangji bit Wei Wuxian for giggling too much. How could he help it though when the angel made him so happy?

Some anatomy is probably wrong cuz i struggled with the sketching part for too long HAHA the clothes also might not make much sense. mercy on me! I just wanted to draw with a friend today, but as always COI Wangxian has helped me ignore my stress a bit ♥️

Drawn in Drawpile, edited on Clip Studio Paint, and colored with the colorize tool [though edited a lot by me to make the tones match where they should be] Also I finally wrote the summary! ♥️

See other COI/MDZS content here on my masterpost. ❤

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mdzsao3 · 6 months

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GHOST CULTIVATION

[ao3 link]

#mdzs #ao3 #cql #SasukiMimochi #Wangxian

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companiontaleauception · 6 years

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Dreaming of Terrors pg 10

First – Previous – Next? TBC---...

Since i've been so busy i thought i'd get this page out since i have been posting so slow, sadly i'm behind pretty badly on d-o-t, so this is actually the last page i had pre-prepared. I think i may hold off on updating this for a bit, because i've just had no time to draw lately especially with no income coming in ; v ; i'll let you guys know the status on it after i finally am not so busy. I hope you guys like the update in the meantime, I hope i'll be able to sit down properly and work on page layouts soon because i really need the time right now. Thanks for being so patient with me ; v ; Art/Companiontale (c) SasukiMimochi

#SasukiMimochi #DOT #CT #Dreaming of Terrors #Companiontale #Pg10 #Sasu

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monsters-in-our-heart · 8 months

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A (slightly more experimental) drawing loosely based on @sasukimimochi fic GOM~

Alternative versions under the read more

#mdzs #mdzs art #wei ying #lan zhan #digital art #drawing #wangxian #art #ghost of mine fanart #ghost wwx #sketch #procreate #yuzanrathart #messy art

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mdzs-owns-my-ass-i-guess · 9 months

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Touch-starved - the cuddle service AU

This is a gift for a very special someone on a very special day - so, everyone, say happy birthday to @sasukimimochi!

I hope you get the best of birthdays today and that you make the best memories! Don't forget that you are cherished by a lot of people and we are all glad to be in your life!

Enjoy!

Warnings: a lot of fluff and slightly suggestive content

Light peeks gently through the gap in the dark curtains, the first warm rays of the morning sun trailing over the blankets covering the two sleeping figures in the large bed. The distant hum of the waking neighborhood filters through the room, birdsong and the occasional indistinct voices, the old motor of the lawnmower the family two houses down refuses to replace, the rare car passing through.

The chill of the night persists despite the sunlight, and warmth beneath the blanket is comforting and familiar, like a little pocket of respite and happiness. And though Lan Wangji has been a morning person ever since he could remember it, leaving his bed right as his body awoke him, today he does not feel like doing so.

In fact, he has not felt like doing so in years - three, today, actually - and he does not mind this change in his routine in the least. If he’s honest, it’s the best part of his day - to wake up holding the love of his life in his arms (in various states of undress, mind you, but that’s for a later time) and be happy he gets to spend another day with him, being his. Being each other’s.

All due to a happy coincidence… and his brother’s scheming. Well, mostly to his brother’s scheming. And though Lan Wangji found his plan ridiculous back then, he’s grateful now.

Because all of three years ago, Lan Xichen made an appointment he couldn’t get to, for a service he definitely didn’t need, using an excuse that was definitely deceitful - and unknowingly sent Lan Wangji into the arms of the love of his life… literally.

–

“A…cuddle service.” Lan Wangji repeats, half incredulous that such a thing exists, half confused his (very much in a relationship) brother rented one.

“Mn, I made the appointment forever ago but I completely forgot about it!”

He looks as unapologetic as one could without leaving the planet. Lan Wangji sends him a suspicious look.

“Anyway, it’s way too late to cancel now, I checked the company policy already…”

How convenient of him, very much knowing that’s the first thing Lan Wangji would’ve done. “And I paid quite a hefty sum for it, it would be a shame for all that money to go to waste…”

As if they aren’t old money.

Lan Wangji’s eyes narrow as he sips at his far too bitter cup of tea. He doesn’t like where this is going and he has a feeling it’s only downhill from here.

“So, I was thinking you could go in my place!” Lan Xichen’s smile brightens, mischief hiding behind the otherwise friendly gesture. Not even he believes any of his words and probably does not even expect Lan Wangji to either - still, he tries. Admirable… kind of. Lying is not admirable, though.

“Am I allowed to refuse?”

“Yes… but I’d hope you wouldn’t.” And Lan Xichen’s demeanor changes to something that could only be described as a pitiful baby animal. “I do not wish my mistake to reflect badly on the person that I picked for your - my appointment.”

Lan Wangji is starting to see how premeditated this all is, though he can only be surprised that such an option even exists. “You picked them.”

“Well, of course. I couldn’t just allow anyone to get close to my - to me!”

Lan Wangji drinks the entirety of his terrible tea as if it was a particularly strong shot of alcohol. Though he does not indulge in that kind of thing, sometimes he wishes he did. Now is one of those moments.

“Then, it’s settled!”

Lan Wangji didn’t get to say yes.

–

Wei Wuxian stirs in Lan Wangji’s arms, and mumbles something that sounds like his name before burrowing further into the sheets and his lover’s chest, covering the bit of his face that the sunlight kisses.

Lan Wangji can’t help a fond smile, indulging Wei Wuxian’s wordless request as he tightens his arms around the man, their legs interlocking beneath the blanket. It’s always a struggle getting out of bed in the morning whenever Lan Wangji has to work, because it always feels tedious to find where Wei Wuxian ends and he begins, a tangled mess of limbs, wild bedheads and love.

It’s a wonderful kind of tedious.

But today is Saturday, so Lan Wangji doesn’t have to go to work - not that he hasn’t taken days off randomly just because he couldn’t bring himself to leave his husband alone in bed… but Lan Wangji feels like if he does it again, his uncle is going to retire off into the mountains and revive the myth of Big Foot.

Lan Wangji leaves a kiss over Wei Wuxian’s forehead, fleeting and soft, and through his sleep-addled mind, Wei Wuxian makes a happy sound, much like a kitten’s chirp. They have adopted a family of kittens recently, and Wei Wuxian has been spending a lot of his time with them, so he must be taking in their mannerisms - the thought brings a sweet, amused flutter to Lan Wangji’s chest, and he kisses Wei Wuxian’s forehead again.

He does pick up on the mannerisms of their pets a lot, now that he thinks about it. Whenever he’s unhappy about something, he scrunches his nose like a scorned baby bunny, and when he’s excited, he hops a little bit in place, just like their bunnies do - and sometimes, when he’s being childish and whiny, he stomps his foot (but laughs immediately after as he realizes).

Lan Wangji feels warmth spread through him, like a little ball of light has replaced his heart and his bloodstream sings with it. Every time he remembers (as if he could forget!) just how much he loves Wei Wuxian, it never fails to make his whole body shiver, electricity climbing up his body in a hurry only to stop in his tear ducts. It overwhelms him, sometimes, and it materializes into happy teardrops - Lan Wangji doesn’t remember when it was the last time he’s cried for anything rather than happiness.

Lan Wangji had expected something like a dingy hotel in a back alley - but the cuddle service location is actually quite nice, a cozy little place near the suburbs. It looks like a very well-kept motel, with a lush garden and homey decor, welcoming if not a little bit stereotypical. There are pictures of smiling people on the walls alongside paintings and the occasional quote about how people have always been meant to be close to one another, social creatures in need of touch and comfort.

The irony does not escape Lan Wangji. A place one pays for affection to speak of how natural it is for humans to seek it.

The receptionist smiles at him in a friendly way, though she appears tired behind her large, mahogany desk. “Room 13, please. Do not be wary of the number.”

Lan Wangji nods. He’s been unlucky enough to get into this situation - him, touch-averse extraordinaire - might as well be stuck in Room 13 for an hour with a stranger he’s supposed to be cuddling with. What else could happen.

Lan Wangji walks the long corridor lined with dark brown, wooden doors, and finds Room 13 at the very end of it. Ominous, despite the warm lighting and the pretty artwork on the walls.

Lan Wangji finds himself staring dumbly at the door. Should he knock? Or just walk in? There could be someone else in there still… it would be rude to interrupt. But then again, it’s not like anything indecent is going on… right? This business isn’t a front for something else, is it?

Lan Wangji sighs. No, his brother wouldn’t send him to a brothel, and this place looks nothing like one. Not that Lan Wangji would know what that would look like, but -

The door opens.

–

“Lan Zhan… it’s so early…” Wei Wuxian whines against his husband’s collarbones, “Your Lan schedule is terrible.”

Lan Wangji hums, suspiciously sounding like a laugh before leaning down to kiss the tops of Wei Wuxian’s cheeks. “Did I wake you?”

“Yeah, but it’s okay. I like waking up with you.”

“You sound accusatory.” Lan Wangji laughs openly this time, caressing the side of Wei Wuxian’s face gently. He leans into the touch, nuzzling against Lan Wangji’s palm, and he reminds Lan Wangji of one of their kittens again - the black one, with only the tip of its tail white, that Wei Wuxian named Chilli.

“I am being accusatory! Do you know how terrible it is for me to wake up without you here? I nearly die every time!”

Lan Wangji kisses the tip of Wei Wuxian’s nose in response and tries to smooth some of his bedhead (that he caused).

“You’re not taking me seriously, Lan Zhan! You’re laughing! I could die without my daily dose of affection, and you’re laughing!”

He tries (and fails) at holding in a chuckle. “I am not.”

“You are!” And Wei Wuxian pouts, and wraps all the blankets around himself in mock anger, flopping onto his other side, his back now facing Lan Wangji. However, he did quite a poor job cocooning himself, and most of his back has remained uncovered, the soft skin still bearing last night’s marks.

Lan Wangji scoots over, and decides he’s not going to let the opportunity to tease his husband pass him by.

—

“So, you’re my 5pm appointment, right?” A smiling, young man asks, and Lan Wangji’s first thought is that he’s beautiful.

His second thought is that this beautiful man will be in his arms, and he will be in his - and his ears burn as if they’ve been set on fire.

“C’mon, it’s nicer inside, follow me.”

The room is, indeed, nice. There are books on tall shelves, a calligraphy kit on the table, and a few other trinkets - keys, a phone, and some amulets - on a night stand. A bed is placed by a large window overlooking the garden outside, the sheets dark red, and incense burns from the windowsill. Soft music plays from somewhere in the room - and Lan Wangji finds this place a lot more intimate and… romantic than he’s expected.

“By the way, my name’s Wei Wuxian, but you can call me Wei Ying.” He grins, and Lan Wangji once again finds himself thinking how beautiful he is. “You must be Lan Wangji, then, otherwise I took someone else’s client.”

Lan Wangji realizes two things: one, Lan Xichen is a filthy liar, the appointment was never in his name; and two, he doesn’t like the word client.

Still, he nods to confirm his name, and Wei Wuxian smiles, noting something down in a notebook on his desk - of course, this is a business after all, employees must keep a registry of their… visitors. Weird how easy it is for Lan Wangji to forget this, and he’s only been here for 5 minutes.

“Right, so,” Wei Wuxian begins, closing down the notebook, “I’m guessing this is your first time here, right?”

“Mn.”

“Well, how about we sit on the bed and get to know each other a little bit first?”

–

Lan Wangji leans down to kiss a trail down Wei Wuxian’s spine, delighting in the gasp he lets out and the goosebumps that bloom on his skin.

“Go away, I’m angry with you.”

His words carry no bite, and Lan Wangji finds them more adorable than threatening, so he doesn’t obey, wrapping a strong arm around Wei Wuxian’s waist, now kissing down the side of his neck, deliberately pressing harder on the kisses he’s left there the night before.

Wei Wuxian tries to keep in any reaction, but his breaths come out shaky no matter his attempts, and when Lan Wangji finally bites him, finding the tiniest unmarked place on his shoulder, Wei Wuxian moans and arches into it.

“Doesn’t seem all that angry to me.” Lan Wangji comments as he lets go, and Wei Wuxian glares at him over his shoulder.

Lan Wangji finds it in himself to wink in response and bites him again.

–

“Is there anything in particular you’d like?”

“I’m not… knowledgeable in these matters.”

Wei Wuxian laughs, the sound melodious, unbridled. “Knowledgeable! What a word to use! This isn’t an exam, you know? Relax a little!”

Lan Wangji huffs, flustered, and looks away and out the window. He feels Wei Wuxian poke at his cheek. “Why are you being like this? Didn’t you book me?”

“No. My brother did.”

Wei Wuxian laughs again. “Then he must’ve thought we were a good match, right? Work with me here, Lan Zhan.”

Lan Wangji feels so embarrassed he could die. In fact he hopes he does, maybe the ground opens wide and he falls in some endless hole inside the Earth. “Well, I’ve never…done this before.”

“I know, we’ve already…” but the way Lan Wangji stubbornly refuses to meet Wei Wuxian’s eyes and clenches his fists on his knees, ears red, finally click in Wei Wuxian’s mind. “Wait, you’ve never cuddled anyone before?”

“...no. Do not make fun of me.”

Wei Wuxian pats his head as if to comfort a crying child. “I would never! But lucky for you, I’m the best person to take your cuddle-virginity!”

“Wei Ying!!”

–

“You know a bite or two won’t get me less angry with you.” Wei Wuxian tries, but the arousal in his voice melts away any of his (rather poor) acting.

“What would, then?”

“I don’t know, figure it out. Grovel a little.”

Lan Wangji sneaks a hand underneath the mess of blankets that Wei Wuxian has bunched over himself, a clear destination in mind.

“Should I beg for forgiveness now?”

Wei Wuxian’s response is lost in a helpless moan, and Lan Wangji feels like biting him again.

He does.

–

“You’re stiff as a board.” Wei Wuxian clicks his tongue (and he has no idea how right he is, actually) as he tries to position himself and Lan Wangji in a simple, sideways hug, “Try to relax. Would you like another pillow or something?”

“No.”

“Alright…”

He wraps an arm around Lan Wangji’s waist, and their bodies are so close now that Lan Wangji can smell his perfume and see all the details of his beautiful face, the few freckles dotting his cheeks and the specks of color in his dark grey eyes.

“For someone that’s so embarrassed to even put a hand around my shoulders, you sure like eye contact.”

Lan Wangji hasn’t even realized he’s staring, and he tries to look away but it seems like, for some reason, all that he can pay attention to is Wei Wuxian.

And, as difficult it is for him to be so physically close to somebody, it feels right with Wei Wuxian somehow - like he’s safe and comfortable… no wonder this is his job. His presence is soothing, he knows how to be exactly the way Lan Wangji needs (even when Lan Wangji himself has no idea what he needs).

“Is there something you’d like to talk about? Or do you just want us to sit in silence?”

“What do you usually do?”

“Well, it depends on the person. I’m fine with anything. I’m a pretty good conversationalist, if I do say so myself.”

If Lan Wangji could describe his smile, it would feel like…

“Why are you… working here?”

“You’re asking me like I’m a prostitute or something.” Wei Wuxian pouts, playfully, before he takes on a more serious stance. “But to answer your question, it’s because I want to help people. I find that a lot of us have a hard time asking for affection, especially the physical kind. Especially the kind that’s not a prerequisite for sex. It’s vulnerable and it feels weird to ask for it, as if you’re being needy or demanding - so, for some, it’s easier to accept it if they pay for it.” He reaches to tuck a strand of hair away from Lan Wangji’s face. “There are also people that are too busy or uninterested in relationships, but still want affection, and they visit every now and then to take what they need.”

“Do you enjoy it?”

“Most of the time, yeah.” He smiles, “I’m a very touchy person and I love hugs and cuddles, so I’m always ready to share some. Of course, some people are rude or misunderstand the purpose of this service, but that’s rare. Often, I get people that need a listening ear and a hug.” A teasing look, “And the occasional fuddy-duddy, like you.”

Lan Wangji pinches him, and Wei Wuxian yelps from the feeling of it, but also the joy that Lan Wangji is finally opening up to him.

“Now that you’ve asked me questions, I should get to ask you something too, right?”

“Mn…”

“So, why’d your brother think you need me?”

Probably because you’re everything I didn’t know I wanted in a partner - but Lan Wangji doesn’t say that, because it’s creepy since they’ve only just met (not to mention, this is a service, not an actual date or anything like that, so Wei Wuxian has to be like with everyone), and also because it’s too embarrassing to utter such words out loud.

“I… am uncomfortable with physical touch, and I need to work through that.”

Wei Wuxian sends him a sympathetic look. “I get that. You don’t have to answer if you’re not comfortable, but did something… cause that?”

“My mother was very physically affectionate when I was young… but then she passed away unexpectedly and affection felt… empty without her.”

Wei Wuxian lets go of Lan Wangji’s waist to take one of his hands in his, comfortingly. “That sounds heavy… I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to bring up bad memories…”

“It happened a long time ago. I am working through it.”

“If you want me to let go of you at any time, let me know, okay?”

“I do not.”

—

Wei Wuxian is done pretending to be angry at his husband, turning his head to kiss him in what he hopes is more than a mess of lips and tongue. He should be excused, considering he’s currently being thoroughly wrecked by said husband, so he doesn’t worry too much about whether he’s doing well.

He’s run out of mental space for that, all he can focus on is the pleasure Lan Wangji is giving him so relentlessly, and, to be honest, he can’t find it in himself to care about anything else. It’s mind-numbingly good, and if Wei Wuxian ends up screaming his orgasm out loud enough for the neighbors to call the police on suspicion of domestic violence, then so be it.

—

Lan Wangji finally finds the courage in himself to place his arm over Wei Wuxian’s waist, a mirror of the other’s gesture. It feels… foreign, but not unpleasant, and he finds himself dragging his body closer to the other’s.

“See? It’s not that bad.”

“Quiet.”

“I’ve been harping on about myself forever now, it’s your turn. Tell me something I would have never guessed by looking at you.”

“I can play the guqin.”

“That’s really cool, though you do kind of look like someone sophisticated enough to be able to do that.”

Lan Wangji’s ears pink up.

“Try again.”

“I spend a lot of my free time in the gym.”

Wei Wuxian smiles in a way lan Wangji has learned is mischievous and teasing. “Not hard to guess, with this muscle I can feel. Try again.”

Lan Wangji decides not to address the new compliment and continues. “I can cook very well.”

“Really? You look like the kind of guy that has a private chef.”

“My brother does. I personally enjoy cooking.”

“I like to cook as well, though I’m told my food isn’t edible because it’s really spicy.”

“I do not handle spice well.”

“What a shame, everyone needs some spice in their life! I bet I could cook you something that would make you fall in love with spice!”

–

It’s far too hot under the blankets now, after the strenuous activities that just transpired, so Lan Wangji has opened the window to let fresh air in. Unfortunately, the sound of the neighbors’ old lawnmower does not make for pleasant background noise.

“We should gift them a new lawnmower for Christmas or something, that thing sounds like a Diesel motor with tuberculosis!”

It’s a funny description, although it is very accurate. Wei Wuxian stretches his limbs, and flops into the bedsheets like a starfish. “One more day and we can finally bring A-Yuan home! I can’t believe I’m excited for a Monday!”

Lan Wangji feels that overwhelming warmth in his chest again, the thought of his and Wei Wuxian’s family becoming complete filling him with joy beyond words. A-Yuan fits right into their home, into their hearts, and so adopting him has been a long, though pleasant journey where they all got to know each other and build trust and love to last forever.

Lan Wangji’s heart feels so full as he imagines him and Wei Wuxian raising the boy, and living through the simplest of days together in their domestic bliss.

He has always wanted this, a family he could provide for and love, his own safe place in the world, away from everything else. Soon, he will receive it.

The sound of scratching and meowing at the door interrupts Lan Wangji’s musings. Wei Wuxian laughs from his comfortable spot on the bed. “Looks like the babies are awake. And hungry.”

Lan Wangji redresses and puts his hair up. “When aren’t they hungry?”

“I don’t know. But I am hungry too!”

–

“Brother, I am never going there again.” Lan Wangji declares as he returns from the cuddle service appointment.

Lan Xichen raises a curious eyebrow. “Was it that unpleasant?”

“It was not. But I am not going.”

A wide grin stretches across Lan Xichen’s features. “Wangji.”

“Quiet. No.”

“I didn’t even say anything!”

“I know what you-”

“Someone’s got a crush!”

—

Lan Wangji returns to his and Wei Wuxian’s bedroom about half an hour later, carrying a generous tray of breakfast choices, alongside coffee and tea. Wei Wuxian kisses him softly as thanks before digging in, and Lan Wangji is only a bit jealous.

“What would you like to do today?” Lan Wangji asks, as he drinks his morning tea.

“Stay in bed with you.” Wei Wuxian replies, as he flirtatiously bites into a piece of strawberry.

Lan Wangji pulls him into a kiss and steals the piece of fruit from right between his lips.

“You make everything taste sweet.”

Wei Wuxian turns red. “Lan Zhan!”

–

“Lan Zhan, we need to talk.” Wei Wuxian starts as Lan Wangji walks through the door for yet another cuddle appointment, his streak having long reached double digits.

“What is it?”

“You’re spending a lot here - time, money… why? It’s - you can just ask me to meet outside work, we’re basically friends by now-“

“I don’t want to be friends…”

Wei Wuxian’s face falls, but he controls his expression once he realizes it. “Yes, I’m sorry, um, I was presumptuous, I didn’t mean to imply there was something more and…”

Lan Wangji pulls him into a kiss, and Wei Wuxian is all too eager to return it.

“I don’t want to be friends. I want to be more.”

–

Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji do have an anniversary date, the date they got married - but to Lan Wangji, they have another one as well: the day of his first cuddle service appointment, when he walked through the doors of the establishment expecting to come out the same as he went in. Oh, how wrong he had been to think so!

And how glad he is to have been proven otherwise!

Holding Wei Wuxian in his arms, long retired from his job as a cuddle provider, watching some romantic comedy as they snack on takeout, Lan Wangji realizes just how great it is to be wrong sometimes.

And how everything in his life now feels right.

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