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take it, want it, love when it bleeds by perilously for stiltonbasket
Fandoms: 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV), 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
18 Apr 2025
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“You are bound to obey me now.”
Wei Wuxian bristles. “And you’re bound to serve me! So, what? What does that mean? What happens when a vampire bites a faerie?”
Abruptly, Lan Zhan is only a seventeen-year-old again, small and weary, vampire or no. He’s a boy whose home just burned. He seems to hate the shape of the words as he spits them out: “I don’t know.”
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all my walls were dressed like you by perilously for Le_Petit_Princeji (Prince_kun)
Fandoms: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV)
05 Apr 2024
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Lan Wangji is only one man, barely a handful of years past earning his courtesy name. At the best of times, he likes to believe that he has perfect control. Every breath belongs to him. This night is not the best of times. He has crossed the room before he can think of anything but the space between Wei Ying's legs and how easy it would be to put his hands at the insides of his thighs, to push until his new husband opens for him.
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leave me ringing in your ears by perilously
Fandoms: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
05 Nov 2023
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“Wei Ying,” Lan Wangji says. “The curse is immutable.” And, luckily, temporary. Vengeful spirits do not care for love or marriage. With that spite, as the dying act of the last of the ghouls, Lan Wangji and Wei Ying are forbidden to touch one another for the duration of the night.
Wei Ying widens his eyes. “Lan Zhan, isn’t our love even more immutable? Really! You won’t dare to try? I’m wounded.”
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Patience, or: a Study of Virtue by perilously
Fandoms: Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett, Good Omens (TV)
01 Aug 2023
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Aziraphale sat. (Well: no, he didn't. One didn't sit in Heaven, technically. Heaven's relationship with corporeality was largely considered inexplicable at best. It was, but in another, truer sense, it wasn't. Except for when it was. The layers of metaphor would have made Raymond Chandler dizzy. Regardless, Aziraphale's mouth felt the slightest bit bruised.)
Aziraphale sat and resolutely didn’t wonder whether Crowley would change his mind.
(A little post-Good Omens 2 story.)
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melting everything about me by perilously for kunogi
Fandoms: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
03 Apr 2023
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All that is to say, Wei Wuxian is lost. He’s spent several contemplative moments pretending not to be, but the facts remain. All known landmarks are obscured by crisp snow, freshly fallen, and Lan Zhan will be expecting him home. There will be tea, and the curl of a quiet smile in the shape of an open scroll, and Wei Wuxian will pretend to swoon when his husband insists on taking off each layer of his thickly-lined winter robes.
Yes, all of that will come any second now—as soon as he finds the right turn.
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The room was quiet before, and it’s quiet again now. The scuff marks on the floorboards are unchanged; Lan Zhan never was here, after all. Wei Wuxian gapes in the wake of his absence, wine-stupid. “Lan Zhan?” he tries, as if the name is an incantation. Nothing happens.
There are drunken visions and then there’s the perfect tenor of Lan Zhan’s low voice, the arches of his cheekbones. There’s wishful thinking and then there’s—
(In which that mountaintop "Wei Ying" isn't exactly real, Wei Wuxian goes looking for Lan Wangji, and Lan Wangji's memories come looking for Wei Wuxian.)
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like pressure points by perilously for phnelt
Fandoms: 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV), 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
28 Nov 2021
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There are times when Lan Zhan pictures the version of himself that is human. Fist-sized muscle beating in his chest, the precarious architecture of a skeleton, wet muscle and visceral organs. He sees that Lan Zhan swallowing and setting his jaw, although the real Lan Zhan does not make those motions. The movement of his mouth is only a formality, a quirk of programming to soften the strangeness of his existence, as he says, “You weren’t here.”
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to keep you from the cold by perilously for bunnylan (weiyingpretty)
Fandoms: 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV), 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
04 Jul 2021
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Wei Wuxian’s pretty practiced at waking up in the jingshi with a headache and a dry mouth. He could, he thinks with only a tiny edge of hysteria, compose a song about it for the next time. A little ditty for Lan Zhan to pluck out as Wei Wuxian comes back to consciousness. Lan Zhan’s always there, seated at his qin with his sleeves fanned out, playing that song. Always smiling, faint and warm like a spring breeze, at the very moment that Wei Wuxian claws into awareness.
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love still as once you loved by perilously for ritualist
Fandoms: 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV)
14 Mar 2021
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He and Lan Zhan have been hungry for each other since their marriage—since before it, all right, of course. It’s maybe a little harder to cling to that dreamlike feeling when they’re crammed into a bed the size of a wine jar, the sounds of the kitchen attendants calling to one another echoing up from the downstairs dinner service and Sizhui’s room for the night barely three paces across the hallway from their own.
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somewhere they live, somewhere they multiply by perilously
Fandoms: 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV), 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
21 Jan 2021
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It’s only a mirror, really. Wei Wuxian swings his feet to the floor and approaches it with trepidation, but it’s just a stupid mirror. It was a gift from one of his few remaining family members. It’s not out to get him.
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“Mo Xuanyu’s revenge,” Lan Wangji says dully. “It is finished.”
Wei Ying hangs onto Lan Wangji’s hand, his palm clammy. “I guess that means I’m finished too. He got what he wanted.”
“You are not finished.” Lan Wangji grips his hand tighter and pulls him closer. “We are not finished.”
(Or: the one where Wei Wuxian shares Lan Wangji's body with him after the sacrificing curse ends and takes his body with it.)
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Wei Ying gives him yet another smile. “Nie-xiong has some pretty interesting literature, you know. You know that firsthand!” And an accompanying laugh, too loud in the echoing cavern. “Did you know some of that stuff can be paired with cultivation techniques? I bet if I help you strengthen your qi right now, you’ll feel better.”
Lan Wangji stiffens. He begins to understand what Wei Ying is implying.
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Lan Zhan’s features are smooth. He has a hand behind his back, as usual, and when he’s a few paces away he stops. He always could execute a perfect bow, the angles of his body textbook.
“Hi,” Wei Wuxian says stupidly.
Lan Zhan straightens. He doesn’t blink as he says, “Wei Wuxian.” His eyebrows make the barest arc upward. “What is the nature of your visit?”
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Wei Ying’s expression cracks into a grin. He shifts closer yet. “I wish I could have haunted you,” he says, “just a little bit. Just to see how you were. Just to make sure you didn’t forget me.”
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“That, uh, thing you do,” Dean starts.
“You want me to be someone,” Mia cuts him off. (13.04 coda.)
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“Do I want to have sex with you?” Cas asks levelly. “Yes, very much. Do I want to hurt you so you can punish yourself?” The loaded pause rolls around in the half-foot of stale air between their bodies. “You should know me better than that.” (12.03 coda.)
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The soul bomb doesn't work, and God is going to die, but Amara has a soft spot for Dean. She gives him the gift of time: the end of the world will be slow.
Dean, Cas, and Sam travel the country in the breaking-down Impala to get in one last road trip and help their scattered friends wherever they can. Between looted gas stations and empty motels without wi-fi, monsters even more monstrous than usual, and heat so stifling not even Dean can wear more than one layer, they're fucked.
Unless they're not. Unless Billie the reaper is right and Cas has something amazing up his sleeve. Dean just has to get his head out of his ass and accept that the power of love might not be a total load of crap after all.
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“Anyway,” Dean says, spreading his empty hands, “we got hit by some kind of witchy simultaneous pon farr, did it like teenagers on prom night, and then swapped bodies. What else is new, Sammy?”
“Damn,” Sam says.
“Yeah,” Castiel says. “Damn is right.”
(Canon-compliant up through most of 11.18.)
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“That you and I have been having sex,” Cas says.
Dean’s heart drops all the way to the motel basement. Because the fucked up thing is, they haven’t been. He would remember. (Diverges from canon around mid-season 11.)
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The screen is still abuzz with static. He frowns, knocks his knuckles against the top of the TV set, and then feels his chest go hollow and cold with instant recognition.
Castiel knows Dean's hands on sight. (11.18 coda.)