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    “You don’t have to sleep with me, just for food and lodging.”

    Wei Ying pouts, so adorably. He’s so good at pouting, it’s ridiculous. He blinks up to Lan Zhan all innocently, “Why? You don’t want it? Want me?”

    Lan Zhan’s lips curl tight. Wei Ying knows exactly what he’s doing.

    Or, Lan Zhan offers his student a place to stay for the night. Wei Ying is too happy to reciprocate his kindness.

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    “We can’t forget the condom, of course,” Wei Ying re-affirms, with a straight face. “Very important.”

    “Very,” Lan Zhan nods. “Wouldn’t want any accidents to occur. Not when you’re most fertile. The chances are… very high.”

    “Wouldn’t be ideal,” Wei Ying says, nodding even harder.

    “Yes, wouldn’t be,” Lan Zhan parrots.

    Or, Lan Zhan and Wei Ying mutually attempt to baby-trap each other into a marriage, without realising the other is doing the same. The results... are not that bad?!!

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    28 Feb 2021

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    Pffffffft

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    Our protagonist is a cute college boy in his early 20s with no boyfriend. He sees a handsome man on the train everyday. He’s tall, well-dressed, and always has a book in hand. If only he could get with a man like that! But one day, that handsome man... begins molesting him?!!

    Or, Wei Ying wears a schoolgirl uniform onto the train. He lives to regret it (not).

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    28 Feb 2021

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    It’s time to face the facts: Lan Wangji, the venerable and high-esteemed Hanguang-Jun, the saviour that appears wherever the chaos is—his father—is a predator.

    A predator! One that preys on young, innocent men that have barely come of age like himself! The scandal of it all! The impropriety! And of all people to commit such a felony—his very own father!

    Or, when Lan Wangji takes Mo Xuanyu back to Cloud Recesses for the first time, everyone is mortified, especially Lan Sizhui.

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    tags tags tags tags tags tags tags--WHEEZE

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    always thought it’s not capitalized or emphasized hard enough that MXY is many many years younger than LWJ, and MXY!WWX standing next to LWJ is like...... Smol Asian Twink standing next to Tall Big Domineering HGJ. anyone who doesn’t know MXY is actually WWX should be concerned. let WWX be the young trophy wife he was always meant to be

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    It’s just—it’s just—did it really have to be someone only three years older than him in age? Whatever happened to the half-your-age-plus-seven-years rule? The half-your-age-plus-seven-years rule! It’s never failed anyone! Lan Sizhui’s only eighteen years old, and even he knows of it! A-die really should have known better.

    See, it wouldn’t be so bad if Mo Xuanyu didn’t look as young as he did. But he does! One look at that man and he just screamshelpless twink. Lan Sizhui can’t even give his father the benefit of the doubt even if he wants to. Mo Xuanyu stands next to the almighty, thirty-five year old Hanguang-Jun, and he’s dwarfed instantly in comparison. His father couldn’t even rely on the excuse of plausible deniability, of ever having mistaken Mo Xuanyu’s age; he would have known right off the bat!

    It really, really wouldn’t be so bad if Mo Xuanyu’s big doe eyes weren’t further accentuated by the red makeup he adorns, or the way his tiny waist easily disappears from sight whenever his father’s hand covers it. Yes, hand—singular, not plural, because one hand of his father’s is already enough to hide the circumference of Mo Xuanyu’s body. 

    (Lan Sizhui’s never even seen a cultivator so small. Even the tiniest Lan women in the sect have waists bigger than… that.)

    ...

    Mo Xuanyu is attractive, the way the sight of an injured rabbit may draw you in, with all of their purity and goodness andcomplete helplessness that drives you to want to care for them, and protect them, with every fibre of your being. 

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    Still, as much as Lan Sizhui loathes to admit it, Jingyi is right. Lan Sizhui does not know much about his mother. He knows he once had birth parents, yes, but they passed too early on for him to harbour any recollection of them. And while Hanguang-Jun may have adopted him not long after, he knows a-die had only done so out of obligation to a certain a-niang that he doesn’t know much about. His father never talks about this supposed a-niang he has, and refuses to divulge too much for reasons that Lan Sizhui thinks has more to do with him, and not Sizhui.

    There is a hollowness within his father that Sizhui will never be able to understand. He knows! He sees it in his eyes, feels it from the depth of his hearts. If anyone has any inkling of the pain his father keeps to himself, it’s Lan Sizhui. It’s Lan Sizhui, who his father has so dutifully taken care of and attended to since young, desperate to hold onto the one last trace of an a-niang that is no longer part of this world. He does not take offence to it. He knows his father loves him to the deaths because of it. While Lan Sizhui will never understand why, or how; he knows he’s the one last connection his a-die has to the love of his life. 

    The love of his life—that had surely not been a twenty-one year old twink.

    Yes, Lan Sizhui’s back to harping on it again. And he’ll harp on it until he understands the real reason why! How the hell did his father, with all of his tragic sentimentality and beautiful, poetic, otherworldly love for his mother, turn into a feral beast at the sight of a demonic cultivating, almost pocket-sized twink?! He fears more for the safety and well-being of Mo Xuanyu in his father’s clutches than anything else, honestly—his father is a big man, and he can take care of himself.