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Half assed twilight au @paristwists is for you lol
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Lan Wangji’s fangs pierce that delicate, sun-kissed skin and the Old Magic trembles again. Blood flows over his tongue and he feels the pressure pop in his ears.
He should be enthralled.
He should be enthralled.
Both of them retain their minds.
Wei Wuxian is never under Lan Wangji’s influence, obliged to let him drink and fuck him until a death of one kind or another claims him. He does this anyway, but never in the trance Lan Wangji knows to expect from many lifetimes of feeding.
Lan Wangji, too, is never trapped in Wei Wuxian’s home with fey magic dancing on his tongue. He never opens a door to find a hallway that shouldn’t exist or enters a room as he leaves it. He only loses time in the best ways, drunk with pleasure, and is never caught by the sun’s rosy fingertips as he leaves.
But then, he does keep coming back.
But then, Wei Wuxian does keep inviting him in. Into his home, into his veins, into his body.
Maybe the magic here is still perfectly sated. The thrall of a vampire welcoming him in over and over. The labyrinth of the fey keeping their guest from ever truly leaving.
For, truly, he never leaves Wei Wuxian.
Wei Wuxian is always inside him now, as he no longer feeds on anyone else. It’s possible that if his life force were not so inseparable from the faerie’s, he wouldn’t think of him so constantly, wouldn’t desire him so persistently. But they are inextricably entwined within Lan Wangji’s veins. The wild magic pierces him like thorns. It hums along, golden and grass-stained, and he’s never craved anything more.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Title: Phantom Leashes 🩸🖤
Author: mondengel ( @mondengel )
Universe: Canon Divergence / Vampires AU
Status: Complete
Rating: Explicit
Length: Middle (3+K)
Summary:
It was a good thing Lan Xichen was born first.
Recommended by: @shamelesswngxian
Comments:
Wei WuXian was perpetually hungry.
Lan Qiren saw him sliding slowly into starvation and felt tension draw through his bones like an overdrawn bow about to crack. His fingers itched for his sword every moment Wei WuXian was in his sight. He let himself fantasize about shoving it through his heart and putting an end to him as he never allowed himself with Lan Wangji.
Watching Wei WuXian’s every move, the magnetic fascination that kept his eyes pinned to Lan Wangji was all too apparent. As was the answering look in Lan Wangji’s eyes as he watched him in turn. The inhuman stillness that overcame them as their eyes locked, short and sharp in the classroom (nearly making him stumble in his lecture as he anticipated one of them lunging at the other), a long, lingering stare down in more secluded places. Always Wei WuXian would dissolve the tension with some laughing remark and throw himself at his nephew as if the minutes before had never happened.
Lan Qiren had feared they would fight, territorial like beasts. What destruction and bloodshed would they wreak across the Cloud Recesses if they did? He’d kept an eye on them, fretted and followed until he had the misfortune to be there when the tension finally snapped instead of dissipating.
In the middle of the night he came upon them locked together, blood a spreading stain at Lan Wangji’s collar where Wei WuXian’s teeth had sunk in as they tugged and shoved at each other in staggering circles around the garden path. The stone wall that bordered the Jingshi had cracked as Lan Wangji shoved Wei WuXian against the wall with a low rumbling noise in his throat, mouth descending to bite savagely into the junction of Wei WuXian’s neck and shoulder.
Thinking it was a fight, he’d started to rush closer until he realized the keening sound Wei WuXian was making was not pain. As Wei WuXian lifted his legs to wind around Lan Wangji’s waist and the push and pull motions between them began to take on a more purposeful rhythm, Lan Qiren ran from his nephew for a second time. Horrified.
WWX is a vampire and LQR hates all the vampires. But LWJ is a vampire as well, and so LQR is torn between love and hate for his nephew. This story is absolutely gripping and intriguing in the most deliciously eerie way 🖤.
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I wanted to polish that panel a little..
For those unaware, this is twilight au vampire!lwj :)