#vespertineflora

[wangxianficrecs]

💙 The Sun Will Rise by vespertineflora

💙 The Sun Will Rise

by vespertineflora (@vespertineflora)

E, Series, WIP, 129k, Wangxian

Summary: For centuries, the villagers surrounding the Qianlian Forest have been beholden to a fearsome creature. A once loved Prince was long ago cursed into a monstrous form, and ever since has required the sacrifice of maidens to ensure the safety of the forest and the people living around it. This forlorn tradition might have continued for centuries longer... but when it comes time for Lotus Pier to send a maiden as tribute, Jiang Yanli is chosen, and Wei Wuxian won't stand for it. His plan is simple; he'll send Jiang Yanli off to live the long life she deserves with her fiancé, and offer himself as a sacrifice to the Prince instead. Kay's comments: Series is marked as incomplete, but feels complete! Part one is the main story and part two is an additional kinky scene added as an extra. This story is incredibly hot and not gonna lie started reading it for the smut, stayed for the plot, because not only are the explicit scenes perfect, but the story is also very compelling and I loved the slowly unravelling mystery aspect of it. I first read this story when it came out and could hardly wait for the next chapter, because I was just so hooked. Here we have Wei Wuxian being sacrified to a mysterious creature in place of Jiang Yanli, only turns out the mysterious creature is plant-tentacle-creature Lan Wangji, known as the Prince, who's not interested in killing Wei Wuxian, but will still make a meal out of him. Slowly but surely, the two of them become closer and Wei Wuxian can't help but want to figure out, what happened to Lan Wangji for him to have turned into this form. Excerpt: Wei Wuxian’s brow furrowed, finding that particularly strange, but just as he was about to kneel down and try to loosen the vine from around his foot, he felt something curl and tighten suddenly around his wrist, directly against the skin--his eyes darted down, just barely registering another vine that had grabbed onto him when-- A question seemed to spill into his his mind. He felt... strangely breathless at the unfamiliar sensation of impression, at the way he could almost feel the echo of words that hadn’t been spoken inside of his head, and at the inexplicable sense of familiarity he was left with. He didn’t actually hear anything, there weren't even really words, so much as just sensation... but he somehow knew what he was being asked all the same. It... this... whatever it was that reaching out to him... wanted to know who he was. “Wei Ying,” he gasped out, his words stumbling slightly as he tried to cope with the intimacy of having something pressing a thought directly into his head like this, before realizing what he’d said. “Ah... Wei Wuxian. I came from Lotus Pier. Are you... are you the Prince?” He... he had to be, didn’t he? Or if the legends were wrong, this was at least whatever entity that everyone called the Prince. It felt like a bit too much of a coincidence to expect one spiritual being at a certain location and run into a completely different one instead. There was a hesitation, something almost unsure, before Wei Wuxian felt the flicker of affirmation in his head. “Well, I... know you’re used to something a little different, but... I’m your offering this time,” Wei Wuxian continued explaining, because he knew this thing wanted him to. His heart was already racing again, the fears that had settled in the lull since his arrival immediately reviving, his thoughts spinning as he was immediately left confronting his mortality once more. “Is that... is that acceptable? Will I work for that?”

pov wei wuxian, canon era, alternate universe, fairy tale elements, human/monster romance, fantasy, tentacle monsters, monster lan wangji, tentacles, human wei wuxian, plants, vines, top lan wangji/bottom wei wuxian, eventual romance, slow burn, strangers to lovers, angst with a happy ending, mystery, bamf wei wuxian, homesickness, falling in love, bdsm, reincarnation

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[strangehorse]

i gotta be honest, one of my first thoughts after finding out destiel was canon (besides, "wow, twelve years of queerbaiting for THIS?") was "wonder what jess'll think about this" 😂

god fucking bless you

[guqin-and-flute]

xiyao yearning hours are 24/7 all day everyday ;)

ALL DAY, EVERY DAY ;A;

WE YEARN

[mdzs-fic]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Additional Tags: 

Female Lán Zhàn | Lán Wàngjī/Female Wèi Yīng | Wèi Wúxiàn, Female Lán Zhàn | Lán Wàngjī, Female Wèi Yīng | Wèi Wúxiàn, Bisexual Wèi Yīng | Wèi Wúxiàn, Wèi Yīng | Wèi Wúxiàn is a Little Shit, Top Lán Zhàn | Lán Wàngjī/Bottom Wèi Yīng | Wèi Wúxiàn, Vaginal Fingering, Fingerfucking, Oral Sex, Strap-Ons, Sex Toys, Sex, Vaginal Sex, Multiple Orgasms, Multiple Sex Positions, Dirty Talk, Married Sex, Genderswap, Genderbending, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot

Word count: 8.5k

Summary:

After a year of marriage to her wonderful wife, Wei Ying's sex life is anything but stale--but she's nothing if not always eager to try something new. The minute Lan Zhan tells her she has a surprise for them, Wei Ying can hardly wait to find out what it is. (a canon-compliant, post-series AU where Wei Ying and Lan Zhan are both ladies)

[prewar-james]

4, 10, and 29 for the country ask meme? :)

4. Favorite dish specific for your country?

Probably pão de queijo (cheese bread) or pastel when will corona end so i can eat pastel de feira again...

10. Most enjoyable swear word in your native language?

"Puta que me pariu" which means "bitch that gave birth to me" or "opora" which is a bastardization of "o porra" meaning oh fuck

29. Does your region/city have a beef with another place in your country?

HAHA YESS!! Personally i dont care much about this São Paulo vs. Rio de Janeiro thing but i think its funny so FUCK RIO DE JANEIRO, ALL MY HOMIES HATE RIO DE JANEIRO!

[xiyaoism]

your tags on the gifs with meng yao touching baxia are 100% correct, i will accept nothing else, and you KNOW he got lxc QUAKING with that LOOK OOF

Now, this is the sort of message I love to get :D Thank you for sending it in!

Yes, and YES!

and Meng Yao just knows that he’ll get a reaction from lxc looking at him THAT way; and more specifically, he already knows WHAT a reaction he’ll get - and he’s living for both actually.

Because we probably can agree on that too: just thinking about lxc losing his self-restraint because of HIM gets Meng Yao the biggest b/oner - and he’ll never stop teasing lxc about that quite specific fact :D

and now I’m going back to that filthy xiyao wip of mine *cough*

[nimbus-cloud]

in honor of the new kuro casting of precious darling Lizzie, how abooouuuttt Alex and Frances with 9. “You know, it’s okay to cry.” OR 15. "Please don't argue."

GONNA GO WITH #9~

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Excepting her somewhat-unladylike love of fencing, the Marchioness Frances Midford did everything with perfection as a proper woman of status and responsibility.  She was well-educated, firmly spoken, perfectly groomed at all times, and possessed an elegant taste in fashion.  Alex could not have wished for a more perfect wife.  Truly, he loved her more and more with each passing day.  And with little Edward in his lap and Frances heavy with their second child, recent days had Alex’s heart fit to bursting.

“Edward, my lad, do you suppose you’d prefer a younger brother or a sister?” Alex asked of his son, not quite a toddler anymore yet not quite a child.  

Edward turned his bright green eye to his mother and smiling, said, “A sister, please!”

“I think I’d like that too,” Alex agreed, then turned to Frances.  “And you, darling?”

Back when she had been expecting Edward, she had always been quite adamant about having a son.  It was only proper, she had said, that the firstborn be a boy.  And as Frances did everything properly, their firstborn had been little Edward, strong and healthy, and destined to inherit the wealth and rank of the Midford family.  Frances had been much pleased to have everything go as planned, perhaps almost as pleased as she was to be a mother.

As they awaited the newest addition to their family, Frances was suddenly quite silent about her preferences.  She now insisted that it didn’t much matter past the firstborn being a boy.  Truthfully, Alex suspected she harbored secret hopes for a girl.  And so he secretly hoped for the same, even if it was improper to do so.

“It seems the committee has elected for a girl, no matter what I think,” Frances replied.

But Alex did not miss the softness in her eyes as she said this.  

-

Nor could he possibly miss the absolute adoration that shone in Frances’ eyes as she first held their new daughter–Elizabeth Ethel Cordelia by name.

“Frances, I do believe she’s the most beautiful baby girl I’ve ever seen in all my life,” Alex wiped at his eyes in vain–the tears were non-stop streams down his face.  “Our darling Lizzie…”

“…yes,” Frances said quietly, her voice as faint as a whisper.

“Frances, my love…” Alex stroked her cheek softly.  “I know how much you insist on being proper at all times, but… it is okay to cry on occasion.”  

She sniffed and returned her gaze to Elizabeth, unable to wipe away her tears or hold them in.  “Oh, Alex…”  Against all rules of propriety, her voice broke and she began to weep.  “She really is beautiful!”  

[strangehorse]

the AUDACITY of some of you people