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[merakilyy]

doing my damnedest to free myself of the “just gotta get through this week” “only x more days til the weekend” mindset & learn to appreciate each day for whatever it is lest i be driven to madness

[merakilyy]

拔根补种 || Uprooted, Replanted

On a trip to China, Jingyi learns about the family he never sees and connects with his great uncle.

(”You should practice your Chinese with your tang-ge,” Lan Qiren says, casually slipping the correct Chinese term for cousin into their conversation. “It’s a shame that Lan Zhan doesn’t converse in Chinese with you.”

“We speak Chinese at home,” Jingyi is quick to defend, even though the eclectic mixture of Chinglish they use at home is most definitely not what his shugong means by “speaking Chinese.”)

Tags: Background Wangxian, Modern AU, family feels, Chinese diaspora, briding the generational and cultural gap, family bonding, good uncle Lan Qiren, Jingyi is Wangxian’s child

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The problem is, Lan Jingyi thinks as he sits across from a great uncle on a street he doesn’t recognize in Suzhou, his rudimentary Mandarin skills that have gotten him through Chinese dinner parties back at home in Canada are woefully inadequate when it comes to trying to converse with people who don’t actually speak any English. He likes his great uncle, but he has no idea how to talk to his great uncle.

“Shugong,” Jingyi says, internally wincing at just how white his accent sounds. His tongue doesn’t curl the right way when it comes to the ong sound, and he’s only mostly sure that this is his shugong and not his bogong.

“En,” Shugong responds with a smile. “This must be very different from Canada.”

Jingyi is in China because a cousin he’s met two times over the seventeen years he’s been alive is going to be attending a university in Canada.

“The elders want to see you,” his father had said, even as he made plans in fifteen different cities to meet up with old friends and classmates along the way.

What was supposed to be a short, week-long trip to pick up said cousin turned into a two month extended vacation to parade Jingyi in front of all the relatives he’s never met.

Continue reading on AO3~~

#one last timezone reblog

[merakilyy]

拔根补种 || Uprooted, Replanted

On a trip to China, Jingyi learns about the family he never sees and connects with his great uncle.

(”You should practice your Chinese with your tang-ge,” Lan Qiren says, casually slipping the correct Chinese term for cousin into their conversation. “It’s a shame that Lan Zhan doesn’t converse in Chinese with you.”

“We speak Chinese at home,” Jingyi is quick to defend, even though the eclectic mixture of Chinglish they use at home is most definitely not what his shugong means by “speaking Chinese.”)

Tags: Background Wangxian, Modern AU, family feels, Chinese diaspora, briding the generational and cultural gap, family bonding, good uncle Lan Qiren, Jingyi is Wangxian’s child

~~~

The problem is, Lan Jingyi thinks as he sits across from a great uncle on a street he doesn’t recognize in Suzhou, his rudimentary Mandarin skills that have gotten him through Chinese dinner parties back at home in Canada are woefully inadequate when it comes to trying to converse with people who don’t actually speak any English. He likes his great uncle, but he has no idea how to talk to his great uncle.

“Shugong,” Jingyi says, internally wincing at just how white his accent sounds. His tongue doesn’t curl the right way when it comes to the ong sound, and he’s only mostly sure that this is his shugong and not his bogong.

“En,” Shugong responds with a smile. “This must be very different from Canada.”

Jingyi is in China because a cousin he’s met two times over the seventeen years he’s been alive is going to be attending a university in Canada.

“The elders want to see you,” his father had said, even as he made plans in fifteen different cities to meet up with old friends and classmates along the way.

What was supposed to be a short, week-long trip to pick up said cousin turned into a two month extended vacation to parade Jingyi in front of all the relatives he’s never met.

Continue reading on AO3~~

[merakilyy]

拔根补种 || Uprooted, Replanted

On a trip to China, Jingyi learns about the family he never sees and connects with his great uncle.

(”You should practice your Chinese with your tang-ge,” Lan Qiren says, casually slipping the correct Chinese term for cousin into their conversation. “It’s a shame that Lan Zhan doesn’t converse in Chinese with you.”

“We speak Chinese at home,” Jingyi is quick to defend, even though the eclectic mixture of Chinglish they use at home is most definitely not what his shugong means by “speaking Chinese.”)

Tags: Background Wangxian, Modern AU, family feels, Chinese diaspora, briding the generational and cultural gap, family bonding, good uncle Lan Qiren, Jingyi is Wangxian’s child

~~~

The problem is, Lan Jingyi thinks as he sits across from a great uncle on a street he doesn’t recognize in Suzhou, his rudimentary Mandarin skills that have gotten him through Chinese dinner parties back at home in Canada are woefully inadequate when it comes to trying to converse with people who don’t actually speak any English. He likes his great uncle, but he has no idea how to talk to his great uncle.

“Shugong,” Jingyi says, internally wincing at just how white his accent sounds. His tongue doesn’t curl the right way when it comes to the ong sound, and he’s only mostly sure that this is his shugong and not his bogong.

“En,” Shugong responds with a smile. “This must be very different from Canada.”

Jingyi is in China because a cousin he’s met two times over the seventeen years he’s been alive is going to be attending a university in Canada.

“The elders want to see you,” his father had said, even as he made plans in fifteen different cities to meet up with old friends and classmates along the way.

What was supposed to be a short, week-long trip to pick up said cousin turned into a two month extended vacation to parade Jingyi in front of all the relatives he’s never met.

Continue reading on AO3~~

#mdzsnet #mdzs #lan jingyi #lan qiren #wangxian #my writing

[merakilyy]

Seasons of Falling Flowers by merakily

Seasons of Falling Flowers

by merakily

G, 40k, wangxian, lan qiren & wei wuxian

[PODFIC] by Spinifex

Summary: Like a parasite, Wei Wuxian has this way of growing on people when you least expect it.

Over the seasons, Lan Qiren slowly pieces back together his relationship with Wangji and learns to like Wei Wuxian in the process.

(“Will you rejoin your sect?” As soon as the words leave his mouth, Lan Qiren regrets his wording.

He is not surprised when Wangji’s eyes narrow, flashing with offence. “There is no need to rejoin what one has never left. I did not turn my back on my sect. My sect turned their backs on me.”)

My comments: This was a really interesting study of Lan Qiren, thoughtfully probing into his ideals and character, with all his strengths and flaws.

The story is from Lan Qiren’s POV and if he and wwx had been a ship you’d call it a veeerrry slowww burn enemies to friends. Seriously, it’s halfway through the story before Lan Qiren starts to understand that the people who like wwx and defend his choices and morality are anything other than besotted and mislead. He ponders a lot on the innate contradictions of Gusu Lan rules and how to internalize the spirit of them rather than the letter. At the midpoint, while begrudgingly tending to wwx’s cold (more out of fear of what would become of lwj if anything bad happened to wwx), lqr realizes that he has no golden core which explains SO MUCH and also sends him into a kind of crisis of faith while he tries to reconcile a bunch of mismatched, and often validly horrific, parts into something whole and honorable.

[There is a short sequel, Inconceivable, linked at the end, that shows a Conference where lqr defends wwx, and is very satisfying.]

Excerpt: Impressed, Lan Qiren slowly nods his assent as his mind churns with contradictory knowledge. You don’t know him, Xichen’s voice rings in his mind. Wei Ying is good, Wangji’s voice chimes in. And with everything he just heard, Lan Qiren wonders if he has misjudged Wei Wuxian’s heart.

From the start, he has seen Wei Wuxian as a trouble making, immoral cultivator unable to see past his own arrogance. For so long he has blamed Wei Wuxian for his demonic cultivation and for ruining Wangji that he had forgotten that Wei Wuxian is also a scholar and a very capable human being — when he wants to be.

post canon, POV lan qiren, character study, introspection, enemies to friends, in-laws, golden core reveal, prejudice, family feels, family issues, family bonding, lan qiren is good, and also bad, he’s an onion, and so is wei wuxian, good parent lan qiren, lan qiren has feelings, emotional baggage, protective lan wangji, protective lan xichen, grudges, forgiveness, slow burn, happy ending, podfic available, @merakilyy​

(You may wish to REBLOG as a signal boost for this author if you like – or think others might like – this story.)

#mdzs #oh!!!! #it me!!

[merakilyy]

Emperor’s Smile is the most delicious!

A papercraft Wei Wuxian to go with the Lan Wangji I made a while back! This was actually commissioned specifically to match that other piece, and now they are comfortably situated in the same house, staring besottedly at each other forever. Romance!

The client requested Wei Wuxian’s design here be based more heavily on the novel than on the drama (which is the adaptation I’m more familiar with), so I got to have fun looking through all the different varieties of his design for research! His smile is a knockout in every incarnation.

#mdzs

[merakilyy]

How to Treat Your Injured Yiling Laozu by merakily

How to Treat Your Injured Yiling Laozu

by merakily

T, 3k, wangxian

Summary:  Wei Wuxian didn’t get the chance to heal after being whipped by Zidian before he finds himself coreless and thrown into the Burial Mounds. He never really recovers.

Lan Wangji finds out.

Chronic pain!WWX based on a prompt from @angstymdzsthoughts on tumblr.

My comments:   Satisfying!  I could read sooooo much more of this!

canon divergence, golden core reveal, hurt wei wuxian, sickfic, sort of, getting together, sharing a bed, chronic pain, whump, love confessions, burial mounds, @merakilyy​

(You may wish to REBLOG as a signal boost for this author if you like – or think others might like – this story.)

[merakilyy]

SHL Ep. 22 Poetry Meta: "On such a starry night, for whom do you stand here?"

There’s this scene in Episode 22 where A-Xiang and Zhou Zishu are outside and Zhou Zishu recites a poem as they sit down. The poem itself is very wistful and longing, so it’s an interesting choice for Zhou Zishu to recite it to A-Xiang. But they’re both pining, so the wistfulness is directed at Wen Kexing and Cao Weining respectively, not at each other.

The poem Zhou Zishu quotes is from a Qing Dynasty poetry collection titled《绮怀》by 黄景仁 Huang Jingren. It’s poem 15 in the collection and reads:

几回花下坐吹箫，银汉红墙入望遥。 I’ve almost returned to where we sat under the flowers, playing the xiao. It’s as though we are destined to be apart, longing for each other from a distance.

似此星辰非昨夜，为谁风露立中宵？ Like these stars that unfailingly change, who are you waiting for tonight? 

缠绵思尽抽残茧，宛转心伤剥后蕉。 Thinking, I wind silk from a ruined cocoon. Around and around, exposing the rotten core.

三五年时三五月，可怜杯酒不曾消。 Time will pass and several years from now, it is a pity that our cup of wine will be gone.

The bolded line is the one Zhou Zishu revises and quotes to A-Xiang which has been translated in the Youtube subs as “on such a starry night, for whom do you stand here?” (如此星辰如此夜，为谁风露立中宵)

The change is subtle, both of them imply that fate is something unchangeable, that fate is predetermined. In the original, there’s a kind of helplessness (似此星辰非昨夜; “these stars that unfailingly change”) at the lack of control over fate. The focus is on how the stars (and fate) are changing, even as the narrator stands there, waiting for no particular reason because he can’t change anything.

Conversely, what Zhou Zishu says has more of the “it is what it is” feel. The stars are there and taken for granted, but the focus is on his choice to be here. He stands there because he’s chosen to stand there. That underlying acceptance is subtle, but so reflective of who he is as a character. Zhou Zishu’s fate is already sealed, but he still chooses to be here despite his fate.

[merakilyy]

SHL Ep. 22 Poetry Meta: "On such a starry night, for whom do you stand here?"

There’s this scene in Episode 22 where A-Xiang and Zhou Zishu are outside and Zhou Zishu recites a poem as they sit down. The poem itself is very wistful and longing, so it's an interesting choice for Zhou Zishu to recite it to A-Xiang. But they're both pining, so the wistfulness is directed at Wen Kexing and Cao Weining respectively, not at each other.

The poem Zhou Zishu quotes is from a Qing Dynasty poetry collection titled《绮怀》by 黄景仁 Huang Jingren. It’s poem 15 in the collection and reads:

几回花下坐吹箫，银汉红墙入望遥。 I've almost returned to where we sat under the flowers, playing the xiao. It's as though we are destined to be apart, longing for each other from a distance.

似此星辰非昨夜，为谁风露立中宵？ Like these stars that unfailingly change, who are you waiting for tonight? 

缠绵思尽抽残茧，宛转心伤剥后蕉。 Thinking, I wind silk from a ruined cocoon. Around and around, exposing the rotten core.

三五年时三五月，可怜杯酒不曾消。 Time will pass and several years from now, it is a pity that our cup of wine will be gone.

The bolded line is the one Zhou Zishu revises and quotes to A-Xiang which has been translated in the Youtube subs as "on such a starry night, for whom do you stand here?" (如此星辰如此夜，为谁风露立中宵)

The change is subtle, both of them imply that fate is something unchangeable, that fate is predetermined. In the original, there's a kind of helplessness (似此星辰非昨夜; “these stars that unfailingly change”) at the lack of control over fate. The focus is on how the stars (and fate) are changing, even as the narrator stands there, waiting for no particular reason because he can’t change anything.

Conversely, what Zhou Zishu says has more of the "it is what it is" feel. The stars are there and taken for granted, but the focus is on his choice to be here. He stands there because he’s chosen to stand there. That underlying acceptance is subtle, but so reflective of who he is as a character. Zhou Zishu’s fate is already sealed, but he still chooses to be here despite his fate.

#word of honor #shan he ling #shl #woh #zhou zishu #meta meta meta

[merakilyy]

知音识曲 || Each Other’s Song

Wen Kexing overhears A-Xu singing to Chengling one night. It’s only fair if A-Xu sings to him as well. (My pain is my own, Zhou Zishu had said with a dangerous edge to his voice the one time Wen Kexing had offered to keep him company at night. It is not yours to witness.

Even Wen Kexing, who loves nothing more than to push against Zishu’s limits until he folds, knows better than to push against this one.)

Tags: No spoilers, canon compliant, domestic fluff, mild hurt/comfort, established relationship, literal sleeping together, singing, chronic pain ~~~ In the dead of night, Wen Kexing throws on his robe and slips out of bed. The room is empty; Zhou Zishu has gone somewhere to walk off the pain that plagues him every night. Even though they live under the same roof, Wen Kexing isn’t worried about running into A-Xu. Their home is spacious and Zishu makes himself scarce at night, not wanting anyone to see him at his most vulnerable. He will not return to bed until dawn, when the pain fades.

My pain is my own, Zhou Zishu had said with a dangerous edge to his voice the one time Wen Kexing had offered to keep him company. It is not yours to witness.

Even Wen Kexing, who loves nothing more than to push against Zishu’s limits until he folds, knows better than to push against this one.

The full moon over the courtyard is bright, illuminating the silhouettes of their flourishing flower blossoms and dusting their home in a warm silvery glow.

Wen Kexing quietly slides their bedroom door closed before he heads out. He doesn’t need to be as quiet as he is, not when Chengling sleeps like the dead and Zishu is awake, but it feels like an insult to interrupt the nighttime ambience with his boorish behaviour.

On his way out, Wen Kexing notices that Chengling’s door is not quite closed. This dumb child, Wen Kexing thinks, he can’t even remember to close his door. It wouldn’t do for a chilly night time breeze to blow in and give Chengling a cold, so Wen Kexing goes to close the door himself.

As he reaches for the door, he hears a low hum coming from inside Chengling’s room and pauses.Someone is singing an old folk song. A-Xu is singing, Wen Kexing realizes, staring at the door as though he could see through the wood if he stared hard enough. The desire to take that extra step, to peek into Chengling’s room through the crack in the door, is overwhelming as Zishu’s smooth voice caresses Kexing’s ears, but he holds himself back.

Continue reading on AO3~~

[merakilyy]

Mountain and Lake Scenery Study ft. Wei Wuxian

#mdzs

[merakilyy]

知音识曲 || Each Other’s Song

Wen Kexing overhears A-Xu singing to Chengling one night. It’s only fair if A-Xu sings to him as well. (My pain is my own, Zhou Zishu had said with a dangerous edge to his voice the one time Wen Kexing had offered to keep him company at night. It is not yours to witness.

Even Wen Kexing, who loves nothing more than to push against Zishu’s limits until he folds, knows better than to push against this one.)

Tags: No spoilers, canon compliant, domestic fluff, mild hurt/comfort, established relationship, literal sleeping together, singing, chronic pain ~~~ In the dead of night, Wen Kexing throws on his robe and slips out of bed. The room is empty; Zhou Zishu has gone somewhere to walk off the pain that plagues him every night. Even though they live under the same roof, Wen Kexing isn’t worried about running into A-Xu. Their home is spacious and Zishu makes himself scarce at night, not wanting anyone to see him at his most vulnerable. He will not return to bed until dawn, when the pain fades.

My pain is my own, Zhou Zishu had said with a dangerous edge to his voice the one time Wen Kexing had offered to keep him company. It is not yours to witness.

Even Wen Kexing, who loves nothing more than to push against Zishu’s limits until he folds, knows better than to push against this one.

The full moon over the courtyard is bright, illuminating the silhouettes of their flourishing flower blossoms and dusting their home in a warm silvery glow.

Wen Kexing quietly slides their bedroom door closed before he heads out. He doesn’t need to be as quiet as he is, not when Chengling sleeps like the dead and Zishu is awake, but it feels like an insult to interrupt the nighttime ambience with his boorish behaviour.

On his way out, Wen Kexing notices that Chengling’s door is not quite closed. This dumb child, Wen Kexing thinks, he can’t even remember to close his door. It wouldn’t do for a chilly night time breeze to blow in and give Chengling a cold, so Wen Kexing goes to close the door himself.

As he reaches for the door, he hears a low hum coming from inside Chengling’s room and pauses.Someone is singing an old folk song. A-Xu is singing, Wen Kexing realizes, staring at the door as though he could see through the wood if he stared hard enough. The desire to take that extra step, to peek into Chengling’s room through the crack in the door, is overwhelming as Zishu’s smooth voice caresses Kexing’s ears, but he holds himself back.

Continue reading on AO3~~

[merakilyy]

知音识曲 || Each Other’s Song

Wen Kexing overhears A-Xu singing to Chengling one night. It's only fair if A-Xu sings to him as well. (My pain is my own, Zhou Zishu had said with a dangerous edge to his voice the one time Wen Kexing had offered to keep him company at night. It is not yours to witness.

Even Wen Kexing, who loves nothing more than to push against Zishu’s limits until he folds, knows better than to push against this one.)

Tags: No spoilers, canon compliant, domestic fluff, mild hurt/comfort, established relationship, literal sleeping together, singing, chronic pain ~~~ In the dead of night, Wen Kexing throws on his robe and slips out of bed. The room is empty; Zhou Zishu has gone somewhere to walk off the pain that plagues him every night. Even though they live under the same roof, Wen Kexing isn’t worried about running into A-Xu. Their home is spacious and Zishu makes himself scarce at night, not wanting anyone to see him at his most vulnerable. He will not return to bed until dawn, when the pain fades.

My pain is my own, Zhou Zishu had said with a dangerous edge to his voice the one time Wen Kexing had offered to keep him company. It is not yours to witness.

Even Wen Kexing, who loves nothing more than to push against Zishu’s limits until he folds, knows better than to push against this one.

The full moon over the courtyard is bright, illuminating the silhouettes of their flourishing flower blossoms and dusting their home in a warm silvery glow.

Wen Kexing quietly slides their bedroom door closed before he heads out. He doesn’t need to be as quiet as he is, not when Chengling sleeps like the dead and Zishu is awake, but it feels like an insult to interrupt the nighttime ambience with his boorish behaviour.

On his way out, Wen Kexing notices that Chengling’s door is not quite closed. This dumb child, Wen Kexing thinks, he can’t even remember to close his door. It wouldn’t do for a chilly night time breeze to blow in and give Chengling a cold, so Wen Kexing goes to close the door himself.

As he reaches for the door, he hears a low hum coming from inside Chengling’s room and pauses.Someone is singing an old folk song. A-Xu is singing, Wen Kexing realizes, staring at the door as though he could see through the wood if he stared hard enough. The desire to take that extra step, to peek into Chengling’s room through the crack in the door, is overwhelming as Zishu’s smooth voice caresses Kexing’s ears, but he holds himself back.

Continue reading on AO3~~

#word of honor #shan he ling #wenzhou #wen kexing #zhou zishu #My writing

[merakilyy]

We're excited to announce our official contributors list! Many of these names might be familiar to you but we hope you'll come to know and love them all as much as we do.

Check out our Meet The Team page for more information on everyone, and stay tuned for contributor spotlights!

#mdzs #I'm doing a thing!!! #I'll be contributing to the main zine :3

[merakilyy]

10 The Untamed & MDZS fic recs

I wanted to make this post to compile some of my favorite fics out there from the CQL & MDZS-verse. Most of these are WangXian-centric, but I’ve included some fics that feature Yunmeng Heroes and other dynamics. Anyway, I hope you can enjoy reading some of these! Happy reading :) All works are completed, and links (click on fic title) go to ao3.

Post-canon 

Distance Makes the Heart Grow Fonder by @wangxiians (E, 8k) - A lovely wangxian reunion/getting-together fic in which WWX returns to Cloud Recesses after spending some time wandering. The best part about this fic is the letter that WWX sends LWJ before heading to CR. Its filled with so much yearning and tenderness. (It made me cry.)

Seasons of Falling Flowers by @merakilyy (G, 40k) - Post-canon fic about WWX and LQR reaching an understanding of each other, so its not too heavy on the WangXian ship. I really gravitate toward this interpretation of LQR, which is why I really enjoyed this fic. The author does an excellent job at weaving in some humor, some tension, and wangxian feels into a great story. 

This Time With Lanterns by chaoticandrogynous (T, 6k) - A lovely fic about wangxian’s wedding, and shows how much LWJ loves WWX. LWJ and the juniors plan a surprise wedding at Koi Tower. Very soft and tender with surprise appearances from a couple people. I liked this fic because majority of the actual ceremony is described in “moments” through WWX’s eyes as he wants to remember as much as he can since he has a bad memory (but he’s working on it!). 

What is Left Over by qodqodqod (T, 30k) - A fic about WWX training MXY’s golden core. I always wondered what it would look like for him to regain his core, so this is one fic exploring that. This fic has a lot - wangxian feels, yunmeng shuangjie feels, training, and a teeny bit of angst. I enjoyed it a lot! 

Modern AU

A Stroke of Fate by @puddingcatbeans (G, 60k) - A very soft and fun fic about musician!LWJ going to a small village to reflect after a dispute with his agency. He meets WWX and slowly starts to open up to the village-life while falling in love at the same time. This is a great fic that’s filled with the domestic vibes that make you feel all warm and fuzzy inside. I also appreciate the themes of finding yourself, learning how to accept help, and letting go. (It also feeds my fantasies about running away and becoming a farmer.) 

Blooming Days by atsushiis (G, 7k) - Such a sweet wangxian getting-together fic! WWX picks up LWJ when he’s stood up on a date. An exploration of how LWJ may have trouble dating in modern times due to his personality. Featuring the best big brother Lan Xichen, and protective best friend MianMian. And of course, chaotic but kind WWX who swoops in and saves the day. 

all your sums and your pieces by sundiscus (G, 4k) - So this one is a mixture of wangxian and Yunmeng Shuangjie dynamics featuring A-Yuan. A quick and short fic about WWX reuniting with JC. I really like WWX’s internal and verbal dialogue in this fic because he’s clearly nervous and stressed out with A-Yuan, but JC is there to help! 

13/16 years 

The Paperman by theinkquiry (G, 4k) - This one is a bit of a sad one…but its also really cute at the same time. Paperman!WWX comes and greets LWJ when he’s mourning, but can only say “Lan Zhan.” I really adored this fic because the paperman has so much of WWX’s personality and energy even though he can only say LWJ’s name. And it provides LWJ a glimmer of hope in his darkest time. The ending is very hopeful, if not completely “happy” so no need to worry for their future! You’ll see what I mean if you read it. 

Other 

Hop, Skip, Jump by @merakilyy (G, 11k) - A fic to satisfy your Yunmeng Shuangjie feels and needs. Told through JC’s POV, it follows his relationship with WWX at multiple points throughout his life. Its focused on JC being happy, which I love. I also love how the author chose to address their reconciliation. Despite the fact that they are never going to be able to go back to how it “used to be,” WWX still knows how to put a smile on JC’s face. 

Important Distinctions by @nicole-penn (G, 5k) - A junior-centric fic where they discover a book in the Jingshi detailing all of LWJ’s microexpressions. The juniors don’t know who wrote it, but they can tell that this person really loved LWJ. Despite it taking place mostly during the 13 yr gap, it is a light and humorous fic for those who like to see junior shenanigans and also of course shows the love WWX has for LWJ. And don’t fret! WWX does show up at the end. ;) 

#oh!! #it me!!! #thank you for the rec!!! #🥰🥰

[merakilyy]

Your Hand in Mine

Words do not come easily to Sui Zhou the way they do for Tang Fan. He shows his love in how much he gives Tang Fan, from the food he makes down to the clothes off his back.

Tags: Mid-Canon, Domestic Fluff, Sharing Clothes, Established Relationship, Getting Together (somehow Suitang manage to make both these tags work)

~~~

Since he opened his home to Tang Fan and Dong’er, Sui Zhou has developed something of a sixth sense for whenever Tang Fan finds himself in trouble.

Sui Zhou is standing in the kitchen, absentmindedly wiping his hands on a cloth and thinking about what kind of noodles to make for dinner, when the hairs on his neck suddenly rise, half a second before he hears Tang Fan cry out in pain.

All thoughts of cooking forgotten, the cloth drops to the ground as Sui Zhou rushes out the door.

Tang Fan is in the courtyard, crouching beside a thorny weed that had grown through the cracks between the stone tiles. One hand is clutched to his chest, the other hand closed over it.

In a few large strides, Sui Zhou crosses the courtyard and drops to his knees before Tang Fan.

“What happened?” Sui Zhou asks, worried, reaching out to pull Tang Fan’s hands towards him.

“Guangchuan!” Tang Fan wails, allowing Sui Zhou to gently pry his fingers open. “What kind of demon plant is this!?” Freeing his uninjured hand from Sui Zhou’s grasp, Tang Fan points at the prickly-looking weed accusingly.

Sui Zhou suppresses a wince as he sees Tang Fan’s palm. The cut can barely even be called that. It is shallow and Sui Zhou has seen worse; Duoerla has done worse to Tang Fan — Tang Fan has done worse to Tang Fan. Still, Sui Zhou’s heart clenches uncomfortably the way it does whenever he sees him hurt.

Continue reading on AO3~~

[merakilyy]

We are almost there!  Seasons of Falling Flowers by @merakilyy Chapter 5: Clear Spring Sight

In which…

Wei Wuxian has the ‘rony (unconfirmed)

Lan Qiren is stony (likely)

No-one gets a pony (debatable) …I just liked the rhyme. This chapter has nothing to do with horses.

Also featuring! Chapter 6: How many flowers remain

In which…

the story ends.

Previously in this series… (40-60 min runtimes)

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Relevant linkies…

Original text by merakily

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Music by Gregor Quendel

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Thank you for listening <3 <3 <3 Be sure to send feedback and love to @merakilyy​ for their beautiful work! <3 Personally, I am calling this ‘How I learned to stop fretting and love Lan Qiren’ because honestly- He tried, he really did :D

#podfic #this has been incredibly exciting to have your fic read by someone! #absolutely amazing #thank you!