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Mooncakes at Midnight by Green_Riot
Fandoms: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
04 Mar 2026
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This part was not in the book, but something compels Lan Zhan to grab a cheek with each hand, pressing them together, pulling them apart. His fingers dig into the supple cushion of fat over muscle, squishing and kneading it. Lan Zhan could spend the whole night just like this, groping Wei Ying's ass and admiring the way it ripples and shakes.
"Haha, what're you doing?" Wei Ying asks, a coy curl in his voice. "I didn't know you liked—Lan Zhan!"
"Mn?"
Lan Zhan's face is currently buried in the very ass he spent so much time admiring. He kisses the puckered entrance, then drags his tongue around its edge. Finding that he likes this, likes it a lot, he laps at it in earnest, earning a litany of squealing and squirming from Wei Ying.
"Lan Zhan, that's enough!"
"I didn't think this was a part of—a part of…"
"Ah, shit. Yeah, that feels…really…good…"
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Tonight has had a few…revelations for Wei Ying. He lost his first kiss, and his second, and his hundredth, and it was Lan Zhan who stole them. Lan Zhan, who has only ever been vocal in his disapproval of Wei Ying. Lan Zhan, who has always said that Wei Ying is "ridiculous" and "silly."
More than this, until approximately ten minutes ago, Wei Ying was absolutely, totally, one hundred percent sure that he was straight! All it had taken was one (1) dare from Nie Huaisang, which Wei Ying couldn't say 'no' to because that would completely defeat the purpose of Truth or Dare. Wei Ying had laughed about it initially, and he gave Lan Zhan an easy out, assuming he would be disgusted. Little did he know…
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Wangji, Wangji by WangjiBall
Fandoms: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Modao Zushi - Moxiang Tongxiu & Related Fandoms, 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
31 May 2026
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According to Wei Wuxian, there is a dreadful thing at the heart of every nightmare.
But at the center of his own, Lan Wangji discovers a bold, bandaged version of himself -- and he doesn't seem dreadful at all.
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After watching him from across the stage for a long stretch, an undeniable impulse finally drew him close. He reached out and pulled the jacket open further to expose more of his abs, actively trying not to let his fingers brush against his skin. It wasn't because of what the crowd or the staff might think—it was because a single touch against that skin would leave him tenting his pants right then and there. Felix laughed, flexing his core to make his abs cut deeper, and in that exact split second, Hyunjin caught sight of the faint freckles dusting those toned muscles.
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Wei Ying takes a deep breath before opening the pouch, then holds it out to Lan Wangji. "Smell it," he urges.
Lan Wangji does. Whatever is in the pouch has a heady, floral scent that tickles his nose. Holding back a sneeze, he looks up at Wei Ying for an explanation.
"The locals told us about a plant with interesting properties," Wei Ying says with a sly grin. "I kept the kiddos far away from it, naturally, but I couldn't resist going and helping myself to a little bit of its pollen. I was very careful not to breathe any in myself, so I don't know if it'll work, but I want to study it. So, how do you feel?"
Lan Wangji feels…funny. His robes suddenly feel too tight around the collar, and the room feels slightly warmer than it did a minute ago. There is also a strange restlessness growing in his chest, his heart drumming a bit too fast.
"You look kinda heated," Wei Ying teases, scooting over sit right next to Lan Wangji. He pinches Lan Wangji's right earlobe between his fingers. "And you're blushing! How cute."
Hand coming up to seize Wei Ying's wrist, Lan Wangji is starting to feel like something is very, very seriously wrong. "What did you do to me?"