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Jet97, Flash, Larsk, Puzy, Peewee, Trik, Dize, Aftah... North West London. by Alex Ellison

[sweethearticism]

Hi Eden!! Welcome back!! May I please request Wen Ruohan x reader NSFW please? Maybe on his and reader’s wedding night? Thank you!!

╰₊ 𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒔 ˖ ࣪˳ ꒰ 𝒘𝒆𝒏 𝒓𝒖𝒐𝒉𝒂𝒏 ꒱◞ ₊˚:

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˚◞❀˳ You were betrothed to Wen Ruohan from the time both of you were young. You watched him grow into the man that he is today — from a humble little boy to the tyrant he was raised to be. It's no wonder that you felt some level of anxiety when it came to marrying him. It always seemed as though he looked at you as nothing more than the partner he was forced to be with. The one who would be at his side and bear his children. Never a wife nor a lover — but a partner. Another duty to his clan. 

˚◞❀˳ Which is what led you to believe that your wedding night would be nothing more than a formal consummation. A simple had to be done for the sake of carrying on his lineage. The ceremony droned on, yet you could only focus on the pair of beady crimson hues that fixed upon your form. Taking in your every feature. From your face, to the stunning scarlet silk that clothed your frame, to the jewellery that your handmaidens dolled you up in. At some point you had considered his gaze to be that of judgement — but perhaps that was simply your nerves. Regardless, when the two of you retired for the evening, you didn't know what to expect. 

˚◞❀˳ It wasn’t until his lips were on your neck and his large hands found their place upon your waist — when lean, strong fingers pulled apart silk and his gaze fell into something dark that you truly knew what you were in for. Your back meets the bed and without a second thought, he’s over you. 

“My, they certainly chose quite the fair wife for me,’’ his murmur lingers heavy in the room, akin to each breath that you take as you lay there beneath him. Scarlet wedding robes long discarded while he still dons his own as he kneels over your smaller form — apart from his lengthy, dark tresses that he has since pulled out of his topknot and now frames you like a curtain. As though concealing you from the world, for his eyes alone.  

Calloused hands that appeared oh so delicate caress your bare sides and his lips find their place back onto your neck. Pressing a series of rough, open-mouthed kisses along your sensitive flesh as he steers his hips into yours. Rolling, grinding and eliciting the prettiest of noises from you. Noises that have his grin curling into your skin that he claims with a series of bites and deep purple marks while you leave a patch on his robes damp from your arousal.

“Excited already?” The sect leader breathes as a warm palm presses over your cunt, pushing another moan from your now-parted lips. “So wet. . .’’ his words fan against your heated ear and you can’t help but buck against his hand with a desperate whine. “It’s almost pathetic.’’ 

  ˚◞❀˳ There was no taking his time when it came to you. Any stories you’ve heard of easy love-making and tender touch on a woman’s wedding night are none of what you received. He grabbed, groped, dragged his nails across your skin — he bit, suckled and nibbled hickeys all over your body. He teased and taunted, mocked and degraded; and you loved every second of it. 

˚◞❀˳ It took little to no time until his slender fingers were buried to the knuckle in your squelching cunt. Thrusting pointedly at a bundle of nerves that had your back arching and hands clambering up to touch him for the first time that night. Your nails find his shoulders, and he hisses under his breath. For a moment you thought he may have reprimanded you, but he responds in the form of digging his thumb against your clit and rubbing quick, frantic circles. Tormenting your inexperienced body and making you beg for mercy from his fingers alone. 

“So tight, how will you ever take me?” 

All you can respond with is a splutter of moans and pitiable whines of his name. Your eyes flutter and loop back as your hips attempt to buck into his hand. “N-Ngh — my - m-my lord,’’ your pant is cut short by a fresh sting on your thigh and you whimper at his free hand that slaps down onto it — leaving behind a blush in its wake. 

“Stay still.’’ Wen Ruohan’s words hold the same authority that he uses on a day-to-day basis. The hand that recently spanked your supple flesh squeezes at it before forcing your hips into the sheets and holding you firmly. His large palm and long fingers press down onto your pelvic bone and the thrusting of his hand buried between your legs abruptly speeds up. You splutter another series of moans dripping with your frantic pleasure. 

“That’s it, that’s it,’’ you swear that you hear a groan resonate from his throat. You’re not sure. The swell of pleasure makes everything far too hazy and all you can do is limp your head back into the sheets and cry out quiet calls of his name and little whines about how it’s too much and you can’t cum again.

“Of course you can — no,’’ his sharp teeth clamp down on your neck just as your body spasms with another approaching orgasm. “You will.” He accentuates the promise with the curling and shallow thrusts of his fingers up into that one spot that made your toes curl and air leave your lungs. 

“You still have to take my cock for the night. Don’t you dare forget.’’ 

  ˚◞❀˳ It’s something that you were far from ready for. The second that he disrobed himself and at last your eyes met the head of his throbbing cock. Pink, pulsing and leaking with precum. Despite your greatest attempts to control your expression, you could barely hide the widening of your eyes from him — and it boosted his already inflated ego. Resulting in a chuckle while he wrapped a hand around himself and gave a few pumps. 

˚◞❀˳ “It won’t fit,’’ you’d try to reason with him as a shred of anxiety swells around your heart. But he merely clamps his hands down onto your thighs and spreads you wide, witnessing the creamy mess leaking from your cunt abused by his fingers only moments prior. “Oh, my dear,’’ he chuckles, and the endearment is enough to put you on cloud nine. “We’ll make it fit.’’ 

˚◞❀˳ It was painful, to say the least. The stretch of his cock had your head spinning and the air knocked out of your lungs. Multiple times you whined and whimpered for him to take it easy — which to his credit he did. Easing you with shallow thrusts and more kisses across your neck already littered with his lovebites. 

˚◞❀˳ It was only when he was certain that you were accustomed to his length and girth did he steer you into the sheets and bully his cock into your weeping cunt until you were keening to the high heavens for him. 

“N-Ngh —! My lord – p-please, oh please ah,’’ 

Every noise that left you only fuelled his actions. His hands refuse to leave a spot of you untouched. Caressing, squeezing and pinching at all parts of you. Thighs, breast — at one point he fixed his thumb onto your clit and delights in the way you fall into the sheets with spluttered gasps and desperate tugs at his wrist. 

“Slow, s-slow,’’ you try to reason with him but are greeted with another onslaught of his hips that leave bruises onto your tender flesh. His large frame drives you into the sheets, holding your squirming form still as his cock parts your walls on repeat. Harsh, quick, as his groans and hushed grunts have long since started to spill from his lips. “Slow? You want me to slow down when you are sucking me in like this?” To prove his point the hand on your clit drops with his index and middle finger splitting into a v-shape to caress your slit stretched out by the girth of his cock. 

“Look at this pathetic little cunt. Can’t even take her husband — hmm? How will you bear my children?” His words prompt you to bite down onto your lip and your nails scratch along his back as you bury your head into his shoulder. “I-I can’t — my lord, please,’’ your whine falls on deaf ears as he only slams the entirety of his cock into your flushed walls and shallows his thrusts into a relentless, constant pound. 

“Sshh,’’ he groans and despite the harsh treatment on your poor cunt, his hand delicately caresses the side of your face and he brings his hungry lips to yours. Devouring you whole as he has the rest of your body. “You’re mine,’’ he breathes, crimson hues half-lidded and hips stuttering as he approaches yet another release. Ready to fill you up and spill more of his cum onto the ruined bedsheets. 

“And what’s mine does not complain. She just takes what I give her.’’ 

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[trans-yllz]

I like that, as over the top evil and maniacal as wen ruohan is, he's still like. a person, and when he learns of wen chao's death, we see him struck with genuine horrified grief. he appears truly upset to have lost both of his children. it's also very interesting that jin guangshan, who is equally as vile and power hungry but puts effort into hiding it behind lies and false manners, and is considered a more human evil as opposed to wen ruohans theatrics, seemingly does not actually care for his children beyond what they can offer him

[thepurplewombat]

Why was WRH so stupid?

I've been thinking about this for a while and like, WRH's actions were deeply stupid in a way that turned the whole cultivation world against him in self-defence when, with a bit more patience, he could have wiped out all the Great Clans within five or so years and set himself up as a petty-Emperor of the cultivation world.

If I was WRH, this is how I would do it.

A ten-step plan for world domination.

Step 1: don't attack Cloud Recesses. The pretext was dumb and nobody bought it. Send a polite invitation to a Wen Study Term just like Cloud Recesses'. A POLITE ONE! The clans will acquiesce because nobody wants to rock the boat.

2: now you have to decide whether you want to go after the Jiang, the Lan, or both. I would recommend choosing one - both is too ambitious. The Nie are not an option for reasons that will become clear. I would recommend the Jiang.

3: kill Wen Chao. He's useless anyway, but he's still the son of the sect leader.

4: frame Jiang Cheng (not WWX - WWX can be disavowed, but Jiang Cheng is the sect heir, his actions are, to an extent, the actions of the Jiang Sect) for the death of Wen Chao. It doesn't have to be murder, although it would be best if WC could pick a bunch of fights with JC beforehand so that whatever 'night hunting accident' he dies in can be spun as JC deliberately getting him killed out if rage. (now we see why the Nie are not an option. Nobody would believe that NHS murdered Wen Chao, and if WC got killed on a night hunt because of NHS' incompetence, the Nie can easily say that the Wen knew that Second Young Master Nie is not suited to night hunting so why was he there in the first place? Not that NMJ would do that because the loss of face would probably send him into qi deviation, but best not let it come up)

4a: Massacre the Jiang. Nobody is going to object - and if they do, they won't do it loudly. The loss of a son and heir - because WC is still in the succession, I believe? - is sufficient pretext that nobody is going to object too loudly. If you want to be super practical you can just kill the Jiang inner Disciples and take the sect for yourself, but I feel like WRH does have the manpower to take Lotus Pier and keep industry flowing with civilian labor. No need to risk hostile cultivators at his back.

5: we are now one Great Sect down, and no war. Everyone is kind of 👀 about it because they never thought their own tactics would be turned against a Great Sect like this, but there is sufficient precedent that nobody wants to object too loudly.

6: now you wait. Move too soon and you could scare the Lan and the Nie into uniting against you, and you don't want that. While you're waiting, you consolidate your hold on Yunmeng, bringing the smaller sects in the region under your banner. Nothing to see here, just doing what sects do. Make sure your relations with the Jin remain good. Jin Guangshan won't cause any trouble for you if you don't cause any trouble for him.

7: choose whether to go after the Lan or the Nie next. I recommend the Lan, because the Unclean Realm is a tough nut to crack.

8: attack the Lan. Kill everyone - but most especially you want to kill everyone in the line of succession. You don't want Lan Xichen or Lan Wangji rallying people against you later on. A pretext would be useful for this, but at this point is not entirely necessary. Don't burn the library, you idiot.

9: you are now left with the Nie and the Jin among the great clans. This is good because they don't get along, and also Jin Guangshan is useless. Besiege the Unclean Realm. You don't have to go frontal assault, just keep them bottled up in their nice little fortress where you can pick them off at your leisure. This may take a few years, but once they are sufficiently weakened you can take them out.

10: CONGRATULATIONS!! CONGRATULATIONS!!! CONGRATULATIONS!!! Important things must be said three times! World domination is now yours! The Jin are the only Great Sect left, and they won't dare move against you and can't unite the smaller clans (whom I hope you have been treating well as you unite them under the Wen. You have been treating them well, right?) . At some point later, you can take them out if you wanted, but it's not necessary. I'd recommend taking care of Jin Zixuan, who is likely to bear a grudge and is an honorable idiot who won't take well to having a Wen boot on his neck. Jin Zixun will be much more amenable.

There are some people who might see your plan and derail it - primarily NHS and Meng Yao. NHS is unlikely to be able to do much since nobody will listen to him, although if both he and Meng Yao are in the Unclean Realm they might be able to convince NMJ to take action before the attack on the Lan can happen. I would recommend convincing JGS that a spare heir is never a bad idea (if this works you can always get Meng Yao installed as head of the Jin later - if he knows you're the one who convinced JGS to take him on he will be loyal to you, and if JGS and Co treat him as they did in canon he will not object overmuch if you kill him, and might even do it for you). If that doesn't work, kill him.

[mdzs-owns-my-ass-i-guess]

Boss makes a dollar

I make a dime

And i grapple with how hot i find Wen Ruohan to be

On company time

[rmoonberry]

A fake rofan cover about a little girl who reincarnated as Wen Ruohan daughter!!! Inspirated in 'Who made me a princess' cover

[cielo-rinato]

WenXian Fanfiction Recommendations!! (MDZS)

(my personal favorites!)

So. Hehe. HEHEHEHEHE >:))) . What I'm recommending here are my favorite stories under the WenXian tag (Wen Ruohan / Wei Wuxian).

These are relatively... Safe? But the usual warnings will apply! Again, y'all smart and capable so I'm sure you can check the tags and see if the Fun Fiction is for you :3

CSKEJDKD DADDY WEN RUOHAN, THE UNHOLY SCREECH I MADE--

Take My Hand, Hold Me Tight by ThyNameIsAeschylus30

Notes: THE IMMORTAL PRETTY WWX I NEEDED 🥹 I am a sucker for immortal stories and then they reincarnate and then finding love again AAAAAA

The Red I Crave by kathie_raddare

Notes: ao3 registered users only! Boi, this is one of my absolute faves under WenXian endgame. A bit on the dead dove side but pretty mild (features Subspace of dubious roots, I can't explain it well but yeah, mild stuff).

I personally love those what-if-wwx-realized-this-is-fucked-up ft. Sunshot Campaign stories and this is one of those 🥹

A love that changed the fate of the world by SlothSpirit

Notes: ao3 registered users only! Also, wwx having found family!! A bit mild on the spice.

Red Sun by English is my death (Lena013)

Notes: A PERSONAL FAVE. No words, just audvwksjsksksksk😭

[kitsune1818]

For the MDZS Reverse Big Bang.

I could not stop thinking on the concept for some time.

A what if nmj was born wrh son instead and my dear writer made an incredible on putting the concept into words.

Thank you! I love it <3

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