The smoke from the blunt doesn’t compare to the fire Lan Zhan breathes into Wei Ying’s mouth.

(Dragon/human LWJ and fox/human WWX are married and get high together.)

He was looking for a specific reaction—to get Lan Zhan to lash out. All hard edges and demanding, the same way during the first scrim, Lan Zhan’s dark voice had made him loose and obedient, itching to both rebel and obey at the same time.

It’s them, whatever it is, but it doesn’t belong on the basketball court.

Wei Ying didn’t expect to enter a weird… something-with-benefits-and-power-play with the captain of the Gusu basketball team. He’s not sure if it’s worth it.

No one listens to the radio in this day and age, but somehow from a bunch of left clicking and right clicking, through Facebook and Twitter and Youtube, Wei Ying finds himself on the WQHS homepage—the UPenn student radio station, promising eclectic tastes from a variety of hosts. Wei Ying can’t remember giving a shit about his old college’s student radio before he dropped out, but it’s eleven at night and he has nothing else better to do. He clicks on the button that says Listen Here! and waits to be impressed.

Lan Zhan and Wei Ying join the mile high club.

“Can’t you be a good husband and let me off easy? Let me out early today? Look how nice it is!”

Following an agreement to allow Wei Wuxian to take his virginity, Lan Wangji returns to Yiling and discovers that Wei Wuxian is dead. Not one to rescind such promises, Lan Wangji finds another way to keep his end of it.

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Or, a Dionysus & Prosymnus AU.

Wei Ying likes to wear chokers a lot. So Lan Zhan buys some for him. Then, testing their limits, collars.

Wei Ying wears those, too.

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Or, the one where Wei Ying and Lan Zhan accidentally stumble into a BDSM relationship.

Handcuffed and trapped by his fiancé, Wei Ying has a bit of fun.

“Wei Ying has small hands.”

“Hey, mine aren’t small. They’re still pretty big!”

The first time a convicted murderer dies of a heart attack in their jail cell, no one thinks anything of it.

A week later, when it happens again, it’s almost innocuous enough. It gets brought up in lecture.

Wei Ying says, “What difference does it make? They’ll die one way or another.”