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#based on your emoji usage you are the anon that has asked for this for the last several open prompts
shanastoryteller · 10 months
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Happy happy birthday 🎂🎉🥳 Are you still doing the “cursed identity porn” au where LWJ can’t really see the Yiling Patriarch (because the mask?), but still tries to settle into being married to him? (Or JC traveling back in time?) Thanks!
a continuation of 1
“Where do you want the talisman?”
Lan Wangji looks up from checking over his pack one last time to see his husband in his doorway. He lifts an eyebrow.
“I’m going to be wearing the mask but there’s no reason for the enchantment to affect you,” Wei Wuxian says. “You already know what I look like. I have to paint it somewhere on your body – preferably someplace there’s no chance of anyone else seeing.”
Ah. That explains why Wen Qing have never seemed to have the same problems looking at Wei Wuxian that everyone else did during the war.
Lan Wangji considers several locations before untying his belt and shrugging off several layers of robes, letting them pool at his elbows and leaving his chest bare. “Wherever you think is best.”
Wei Wuxian hasn’t so much as given him a covetous glance since their marriage. Lan Wangji can endure it, if he must, endure the lack of his husband’s affection and even endure the way he seems so willing to share it with others. He does not have the soft, delicate features and willowy body of Wen Ning, Meng Yao, or Jiang Yanli. But if nothing else, his place as the number two most eligible male cultivator means that he’s not without his charms.
If he is completely outside of his husband’s tastes, it’s best that he knows that now.
He braces himself for indifference, keeping his expression bland to ensure that Wei Wuxian can’t see how surely it’ll crush him.
“Oh! Uh, um, sure, great,” Wei Wuxian says, voice at least two pitches higher than it is normally as his eyes dart up then down several times, blood rushing to his cheeks and painting them scarlet.
Lan Wangji stares. He has seen Wei Wuxian walk across a battlefield and stare down sect leaders and be harassed by a dozen uncles at once and surrounded by three screaming children and never has he seemed as out of sorts as he does right now.
He lifts up the brush and hesitates. “Is it okay – do you mind if I, is this okay?”
“Yes. You can touch me anywhere,” he says.
Wei Wuxian freezes, blinking rapidly before he swallows. “Oh. Kay.”
This is the best day of Lan Wangji’s life.
His husband steps closer, curling one hand around his bare shoulder to keep him steady and using the other to make small, sure brush strokes against the skin of his left side of his chest, right above his heart. He likes the symbolism. He also likes how Wei Wuxian’s blush doesn’t fade at all.
“There,” he says a few moments later. “Just give it time to dry and it should be fine for a week or so, then I’ll have to reapply. “
“Thank you,” he says, quirking his lips up at the corners when Wei Wuxian finally manages to look him in the eye
His returning grin is blinding. His eyes fall lower twice more before he leaves and Lan Wangji feels the low hum of satisfaction down his spine that he normally only gets from a particularly difficult spar.
His husband is capable of finding him attractive.
He just has to somehow encourage this behavior.
Twenty minutes later Meng Yao sticks his head into his room and demands, “What did you do to him?”
Lan Wangji pauses. Is he upset that he’s gotten Wei Wuxian’s attention? He never seems to mind Wen Ning, but perhaps that arrangement has already been settled between them and he sees Lan Wangji as an intrusion, regardless of his status.
“This is hilarious. Whatever it was, do it again,” he orders before continuing his way down the hall.
With pleasure.
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oh-kaaay · 4 years
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@ your reblog about still consuming harry potter content despite jk's transmisogyny (amongst other things); death of the author doesn't work in this case. you, as a white tme gentile, cannot ignore bigotry so violent it shows in her writing. she's racist, antisemitic, and transmisogynistic. by continuing to support her content, you (maybe inadvertently) are supporting her. you can't seperate the art from the artist if they're a violent bigot! :karen:
hello anon. you can only be one of a few people based on that emoji usage, and since you are anonymous? that pool lessens even more. a friend would have contacted me directly. you are no friend of mine anymore. 
what on earth are you still doing on my blog? you are not welcome here.
anyways, i’ll answer your ask regardless, because despite my unwelcoming tone, i am still able to think critically. remember thinking critically? that’s a thing people do when they engage with problematic media. the thing is, jk and harry potter have always BEEN flawed. they’ve always had those elements in them. we’ve known jk is transphobic for a long long time. i’ve been listening to trans voices on this, and they have been saying she’s a terf for a very long time. this is nothing new, to anyone who has been listening to trans people, to jewish people, to all the groups who have spoken out against her bigotry. 
this. is. nothing. new.
yes, these things are bigoted. yes, i agree with the fact that death of the author doesn’t work here. that’s why i have made myself AWARE of the flaws in these works. i have listened to the voices that have spoken out. and i respect them; they’re right to criticise it all.
but the thing is, there is no such thing as ideologically pure media. there just isn’t. there’s always going to be something wrong. those classics we all had to study in school? horribly racist. sexist. almost everything you touch that’s old is full of antisemitism and cruelty and bigotry. 
minecraft? created by a nazi. but i still love minecraft, and mojang where it is now is so much better.
you can enjoy a piece of media while understanding its flaws and the bigotry of its creators. you of all people should know that, actually! but i guess you don’t get it anymore. somewhere along the way, you lost that. i’m sorry you did. again, i can’t tell for sure which of that tiny pool of people you are, but... well. 
either way, i really miss the you that didn’t deal in absolutes. oh well. people change, i guess. sometimes for the worse.
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