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TGlwjtitluvr.bsky.social

My companion piece for "The Softest Lashes" By @katlacakes.bsky.social for the @subjiminibang! Give him a moment, Lan Zhan's going Through It.

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TGlwjtitluvr.bsky.social

My companion piece(s) for "Become My Breath and I'll Be Your Heart" By Kaey @firebrd86.bsky.social for the @subjiminibang! He is "Ceo Wei," bullied in the streets. But "Wei Ying, Sir!" domming in the sheets

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Kkatlacakes.bsky.social

New Fic - āœØThe Softest LashesāœØ šŸ’–Therapeutic BDSM, Angsty plot šŸ©¹Heavy inpact play šŸ¤—LWJ&MM - Friends scening together šŸ’”LWJ is pining (for WWX) šŸ“– ~29 k words #subjiminibang#mdzswwarchiveofourown.org/works/53226979

Summary:
When Lan Zhan woke up, he was lying on his stomach on a dirty apartment floor. He was free of any binds, but his back was on fire.

With great effort, he managed to dig his phone out of his pocket. He had four emergency contacts. One was in prison and two of them must be kept out of this at all costs. After a moment's hesitation, he called the fourth.

He woke up to the sound of heavy boots walking next to him.

ā€œOh my God, Lan Zhan? Lan Zhan, can you hear me?ā€
ā€œMnn. Please donā€™t call shufu or ge.ā€

Somehow they managed to get to the car, and Mianmian drove him to the ER.

Upon losing Wei Ying, a devastated and remorseful Lan Zhan lets himself be whipped by strangers. Mianmian forces him to stop and promises she will provide for his needs instead.
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Kfirebrd86.bsky.social

Become My Breath and I'll Be Your Heart Fic for @subjiminibang with art from @/lwjtitluvr! šŸŖ¢ Modern AU - Office romance šŸŖ¢ EA LZ wants CEO WY to bend him over šŸ˜ šŸŖ¢ Mild bondage šŸŖ¢ Sub LZ / Dom WY šŸŖ¢ One shot, 7.4k words Link šŸ‘‡

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Kkatlacakes.bsky.social

Subji minibang WIP, to be posted Jan 27th. It turned out very angsty (might even be fit for whump). But there is also time for tenderness! āœØWIP fic - The Softest Lashes šŸ’–Therapeutic BDSM šŸ¤—LWJ&MM - Friends scening together šŸ’”LWJ is pining (for WWX) #subjiminibang#mdzsww Endgame spoiler:

As good as it was to make out with Wei Ying, Lan Zhan felt a small frustration creeping up. Now that he couldnā€™t use his hands anymore, he was dependent on Wei Ying to provide that skin contact that Lan Zhan craved so badly. Without meaning to, he whined softly.

It made Wei Ying chuckle again, his hand moving over Lan Zhanā€™s tummy, gently kneading the soft area there before continuing lower.

ā€œOhhā€¦ Is someone a little eager? Need I remind you that you donā€™t set the pace here?ā€

Wei Ying suddenly took his arms away, and Lan Zhan let out an exasperated grunt. It made Wei Ying break out in peals of laughter, before he put his hand back.
ā€œAh, Lan Zhan, donā€™t be upset with me! Youā€™re just so cute when youā€™re a little angry!ā€ Before Lan Zhan could respond, Wei Ying cupped him over his pants, slowly dragging his palm along Lan Zhanā€™s cock. Unable to resist, Lan Zhan moaned out loud.

Wei Ying unbuttoned their pants, and helped Lan Zhan out of his slacks and underwear, while wriggling out of his own. When he laid down on the bed again, he licked his palm and put it right back between Lan Zhanā€™s legs.

ā€œYeah? Is this what you wanted? To feel my hand on you?ā€ Wei Ying taunted, wrapping his fingers around Lan Zhanā€™s erection, sliding his hand up so slowly that Lan Zhan whimpered with dissatisfaction. ā€œ

ā€œWei Yingā€¦ Do not tease!ā€ he managed. The countless nights heā€™d imagined it, lying alone in bed with a hip full of longing and thirst. He wanted this so badly, and now it was so close he could taste it.
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Kkatlacakes.bsky.social

Didn't have the confidence for this fic for a while, but my wonderful beta helped me regained it. So I'll give you The Pre-Confession bit. āœØWIP fic - The Softest Lashes šŸ’–Therapeutic BDSM šŸ¤—Friends scening together šŸ’”LZ is pining #subjiminibang#mdzsww

Caught in the moment, all of his desires resting on the tip of his tongue, Lan Zhan spoke: ā€œI will always come see you. Every minute Iā€™m allowed to. As long as youā€™ll want me to. Wei Ying, Iā€”ā€

Wei Ying put a finger against his own lips then, indicating for Lan Zhan to be quiet. ā€œThere is no need to rush.ā€ 

There was something about the way Wei Ying did it ā€” the tiny hint of shadow in his smile, a tension in his shoulders that made Lan Zhan understand. Wei Ying was afraid. He was afraid of Lan Zhanā€™s words, what they could mean, the power they held. Wei Yingā€™s fear cut through Lan Zhan, sealing his decision. He never wanted to see Wei Ying look like that. He couldn't stand seeing Wei Ying like that. Lan Zhan knew then that he wanted to spend the rest of his life trying to keep that look from Wei Yingā€™s face.

Lan Zhan had spoken to Mianmian about this moment, at length in fact. And if they hadnā€™t, then Lan Zhan might have been afraid too. 

But thanks to Mianmian, now he wasnā€™t.
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Kkatlacakes.bsky.social

I missed WIP Wednesday! Silly X-mas party! I swear, this is about as sweet as it gets in this fic, the rest is heavy angst šŸ˜­ A story beta implored me to soften it a bit. So. I'll try to do that this weekend... šŸ˜… šŸ’–Therapeutic BDSM šŸ¤—Friends scening together šŸ’”LZ is pining #subjiminibang#mdzsww

Mianmian unclipped his cuffs from the chain, and lowered the bench slightly. Lan Zhan took the opportunity to stretch a bit, as she fetched something from her bag. She returned with a pair of thin, fingerless driverā€™s gloves. They looked to be made out of leather. When he saw them, Lan Zhan did a double take before realizing his mistake. Mianmian, nonetheless, had noticed his glances and smirked.

ā€œSomething caught your interest, hm?ā€

ā€œYes, Miss Luo.ā€ He didnā€™t particularly like being seen in this context, but he couldnā€™t help feeling a bit more excited about the spanking.

She put them on and held out a gloved hand, spreading the fingers, while admiring the view. Lan Zhan certainly did too. Soft lambskin nappa, dyed maroon. It was the kind of gloves that Lan Zhan himself liked, and would enjoy feeling against his skin. These werenā€™t going to caress him though, quite the opposite. And that was also perfectly alright.
Following his gaze, Mianmian winked and patted his cheek softly. Three times she patted before her hand slapped his face. The smacking sound echoed in the otherwise quiet room. However, the person that gasped out loud was not Lan Zhan, but Mianmian.

Lan Zhan jolted and felt his skin grow hot under the glove. He liked it a lot and leaned into the touch. Blinking slowly, he bit his lip and Mianmian smiled encouragingly. This startled Lan Zhan and he pulled his head back, internally admonishing himself. He wasnā€™t here to have a good time and now he had almost given too much of himself away. Lan Zhan hated feeling so easy. It wouldnā€™t do, no, he had to keep his head. Mianmian sat down on the bench next to him, and pointed to her lap. 

ā€œBe a good boy Lan Zhan and come lie here.ā€
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TAsecretword.bsky.social

Tra la, I also have a wangxian #subjiminibang#mdzsww Featuring sexy chiding and āœŒļøin the šŸ‘„

Then Wei Ying leans forward, and speaks close to Lan Wangjiā€™s ear. He still has Lan Wangjiā€™s head immobilized in both hands, one cradling, the other penetrating.
ā€œThis beauty has an eager mouth,ā€ says Wei Ying. He pauses for a breath. Lan Wangji hears him lick his lips. ā€œBut such a slow learner.ā€
The words send a humiliated shock straight down his body. Heā€™s never been called a slow learner in his life.
ā€œOr maybe youā€™re just stubborn,ā€ Wei Ying goes on. His hand tightens in Lan Wangjiā€™s hair, smarting deliciously. ā€œIā€™ve been trying to teach you how to please me, but you refuse to take the hint. Does this master really have to spell it out so crudely?ā€
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Kkatlacakes.bsky.social

Wip Wednesday! Sharing from my subji mini bang wip! What happened to Lan Zhan?šŸ„ŗShip for actual subji content will be LWJ&MM! But o/course LWJ's heart still beats for WWX! šŸ’–Therapeutic BDSM šŸ¤—Friends scening together šŸ’”LZ is pining #subjiminibang#mdzsww

One of the reasons why calling his brother had been the better option, was that he was much better at reading Lan Zhan than Lan Qiren was. Xichen understood that excessive dramatics, yelling or accusations would have made Lan Zhan lock himself like a clam. So his ge sat down on the hospital bed, stayed quiet, and waited for Lan Zhan to speak.

He took his time, weighing each word carefully, not to upset Xichen unnecessarily and not to give too much away. After he had finished, his brother sat silent, and wrung his hands. Then he leaned down to gently hug Lan Zhan.

ā€œI suspected that what happened with Wei Wuxian affected you more than you let on Wangji. I am so relieved that youā€™re going to be ok. I have to find a way to thank Mianmian properly. And for your information, no one believed your story about ā€˜a new exercise regimenā€™ as an excuse for your physical discomfort in the office lately.ā€
Lan Zhanā€™s ears were already burning. He knew heā€™d been skirting the edge of the truth with that one. He opened his mouth to speak, but Xichen continued.

ā€œAnd no, following a YouTube video on an advanced pilates class exactly once, does not mean you have a new workout routine. Itā€™s as good as lying, Shufu would agree!ā€

ā€œIt was yoga,ā€ Lan Zhan muttered.

ā€œDonā€™t test me didi, I swear, Iā€™llā€”ā€ Xichen didnā€™t finish, but ran his fingers through his short hair, rubbing his scalp in frustration.
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Kkatlacakes.bsky.social

Wip Wednesday! Sharing another snippet from my subji mini bang fic wip! Main pairing for the actual subji content is going to be LWJ/MM! But of course LWJ's heart still belongs to a certain boy... šŸ’” Therapeutic BDSM šŸ¤— Friends scening together šŸ„ŗ LWJ is pining #subjiminibang#mdzsww

On the first day in his new office, Lan Zhan wore the tie. It was handmade from opulent light blue silk with an embroidered cloud pattern. It was a gift from his brother and uncle, who wore the same ties to work.

When seeing Lan Zhan in the tie, Wei Ying had smirked. Not in a mean way but ā€” knowingly. Heā€™d gotten unusually close to Lan Zhan and then simply grabbed the tie by the knot, pulling it tight around Lan Zhanā€™s neck, bringing their heads closer. Face to face with Wei Ying, it seemed time stopped for Lan Zhan and he forgot to breathe. When Wei Ying let go, Lan Zhan gasped loudly, the tips of his ears burning. Wei Yingā€™s eyes gleamed and he licked his pink lips.

ā€œNice tie, Lan Zhan. It suits you.ā€ Then he winked before walking off in the direction of the research building. Left outside the elevators stood Lan Zhan, happy to be wearing loose slacks.
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