#The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation x Reader

[bloomingapricots]

Eclipsing the Sun

Updated here first at AO3

Ending One Destiny’s Design, the best ending

Btw I edited chapter one a bit

Life | Destiny’s Design (here) | Threaded Fate

Chapter Two | Ending One | Destiny's Design

You slowly sat up from the mat you were laid on. You did not expect to survive your poisoning if you were to be honest.

“Oh, Xiongjie is awake!” A young voice commented, which you snapped your head to turn to look at.

“Oh my god.” you accidentally slipped out. “A-Yuan!?”

“Wen Duzhe,” you may or may not have screamed as you realized Lan Zhan was on the other side of your bed. As it turned out, you put yourself in a coma and missed the ending battle, as well as missed the discussion of what to do with the Wen remnants. Despite your contribution in bringing down a good majority of the Wens, there were many who called for your death, so Lan Zhan carried you to Yiling where the remnants of your clansmen are.

—

“Wen Duzhe!” Wei Ying ran up to you as you exited the hut you were staying at.

“Wei Wuxian,” You stated as you walked slowly toward Wei Ying.

“Wen Duzhe?” Wei Ying questioned as he slowed down after noticing your mood.

“W.e.i.W.u.x.i.a.n!” You are slowly repeating Wei Ying’s name. Wei Ying stopped five feet from you before slowly walking away from you. “You idiot!” you started chasing after Wei Ying when he started running from you.

“Wen Duzhe, why are you chasing me!?” Wei Ying yelped.

“Why, huh? I don’t know, maybe because you left me with your Sect!” you yelled your reply. As mentioned before, you had done the same stunt at Cloud Recesses before at Lotus Pier. But then Wei Ying had left with Wen Qing, leaving your unconscious self at Lotus Pier. Standing between Madam Jiang’s and Jiang Cheng’s wrath was Jiang Yanli as you befriended the girl back at Cloud Recesses. “Jiang Cheng did not like me back then, and he definitely does not like me right now!” You tackled Wei Ying to the ground and pinched his cheeks.

“Wait! Wait! Yield! I yield!” Wei Ying yelped as you started bonking his head with yours. “Please have mercy!”

—

You are in a meeting to discuss the future of the remaining Wens with Lan Zhan, Wei Ying, Wen Qing, and,

“It’s that A-Ning!?” You squealed and pointed at the fierce corpse that is your cousin.

“Duzhe-xiongjie,” Wen Ning mumbled. You may or may not have cried at your failure to save Wen Ning from becoming a fierce corpse. After crying from not only being unable to save Wen Ning from his fate but also breaking down from the heavy burden you had carried since transmigrating into MDZS.

“Feeling better, Wen Duzhe?” Wei Ying asked as he gently patted your back. You sniffed before replying,

“Not really, but I will be,” You sighed.

“Duzhe-dimei[4],” Wen Qing called.

“Yes?” You replied.

“I... I know you're in shock, but I must ask, how long did you plan that?” Wen Qing asked.

“... Plan what?” You replied. That is a too stupid response you thought, internally screeching. Wen Qing looked at you unconvinced and disappointed.

“You know what I mean,” Wen Qing now looked disappointed and upset, not the angry upset that often appeared on her face. But the helpless upset that you would sometimes see only when Wen Qing thought she was alone. A hand gently grabbed your right hand, and it was Lan Zhan who was holding your right hand.

“Wen Duzhe, it is not good to lie,” Lan Zhan too looked upset in his subtle way. He was even patting your right hand.

“It was surprising to see you appear at Yunmeng and then poison your own clan, a simple spread of powder that easily weakened your clansmen,” Wei Ying said. You internally sweated as Wen Qing was in front of you, Wei Ying was behind you, Lan Zhan was at your right, and Wen Ning was at your left. You are boxed in, you cannot escape from this conversation.

“At Gusu too,” Lan Zhan added.

“Duzhe-dimei, please,” Wen Qing pleaded.

“...” You sighed. “Alright, I give,” You begin to explain that since your preteens, you had always known that your sect leader was an awful person and that his sons would be too. So you plan to poison everyone but the children, the elderly, and the innocents. You researched and experimented on plants that at first would remain dormant, only to become poisonous by another plant mixed in.

“And you tested yourself?” Wen Ning asked, remembering your lab in a hidden cave.

“Yes,” You replied.

“Duzhe-dimei!” Wen Qing went to your left to clench at your left hand, Wen Ning moved out of the way. “You-! You went to the infirmary so many times I-I, was that the reason?“ She checked your meridians as you nodded your head. You felt Lan Zhan pouring his spiritual energy into you.

“As mentioned, the poison is two steps. Part one was a tasteless, undetectable, dormant poison that was to be ingested with food I helped prepare, and part two was a powdered poison that was to be inhaled. I have fed everyone who shared our sect leader’s ideology part one, and during the battles, I spread part two,” You snickered “Well part one was not technically a poison as it would not have gotten past the poison test tasters, hence why the poisoning process was in two parts,”

“Wen Duzhe, your golden core, and dantian. Even your meridian is…” Lan Zhan said.

“Even if someone survived, the poison will devour their cultivation.” You smiled an empty smile.

“Then-!” Wen Qing channeled her spiritual energy as noticed what Lan Zhan noticed. “How are you still alive!?”

“It surprised me too, to be honest. I had planned to die after taking down the forces in Gusu, but here we are,” You shrugged. You were then hugged fiercely by Wei Ying from behind.

“Y-you stupid- foolish- whatever!” Wen Qing sobbed. Better me than Wei Ying, as this was his place, you thought.

“Better me than you guys,” You said.

—

After being scolded and lectured with the promise of being hut-arrested to heal. Your group went on to discuss the next topic, the future.

“I think we should change our last name,” You suggested. “It would be good to separate ourselves from Wen to something else,”

“To what though?” Wen Qing asked. You gave a shit-eating grin and looked at Wei Ying.

“To Wei!” You cheerfully suggested.

“Huh!?” Wei Ying flinched in surprise, which meant jostling you as Wei Ying moved to your left, throwing an arm around your shoulder. Lan Zhan is still holding your right hand and channeling his spiritual energy.

“You did a lot for my family, Wei Ying, and I would be more than happy if we could become family,” You said.

“I don’t refute that,” Wen Qing commented.

“I would like that as well,” Wen Ning added.

“Ah, but then there are the more bloodthirsty cultivators. We probably need a clan to back us up,” You looked at Wei Ying and then at Lan Zhan. “Since Wei Ying is here and given that Jiang Cheng doesn’t like me..” You trailed off and the others got what you meant, Yunmeng Jiang is a no-go. “Lan Zhan, do you think you could convince your family?”

“...hm, I will make sure,” Lan Zhan replied.

“Don’t stick your head out for us too much, Lan Zhan. I do not want you to be in trouble,” You added.

“I want you to be safe,” Lan Zhan said.

“Thank you,” You had a dumb thought and since you were still very drained, you voiced it “Eheheh I had a dumb thought, even if we became Yiling Wei, Wei Ying is considered a traitor to the Jiang, and I don’t know, what if Wei Ying and I married Lan Zhan,” However Lan Zhan stared thoughtfully at you and Wei Ying. “Lan Zhan?”

—

“Huh,” Somehow, you are in Jingshi which has been decorated in vibrant reds. You too are decorated in vibrant reds, in the bridal wedding robes red. Wei Ying is also sitting next to you, in bridal wedding robes, on the bed decorated in red. In the Jingshi which has been decorated in red for a wedding couple, technically throuple in this situation.

“You alright Shen Duzhe?” Jiang Yanli asked, giggling, after hiding Wei Ying’s shoes. Since you were to be married to Lan Zhan and Wei Ying, you decided to change your last name to Shen instead of Wei like all your other relatives.

“...No,” You replied.

“This was your idea,” Wei Qing said after hiding your shoes.

“I, I was joking,” You whined. Wei Qing was about to respond but heard a disciple announcing that Lan Zhan was coming soon.

“Your groom is coming soon, time for us to go,” Wei Qing and Jiang Yanli quickly left.

“Wei Ying, how the fuck did we get here?” You asked.

“It surprised me, too. After our meeting, that fuddy-duddy went and got permission for marriage, to me and you,” Wei Ying replied.

“I expected Lan Zhan to marry you, but me too?” You questioned.

“Huh? Me? Why not you? I thought he would marry you,” Wei Ying replied.

“Well, even though Lan Zhan does get annoyed with you, there is a look of fondness in his eyes towards you from what I observed,” You explained.

“Huh? When we go night hunting together, he sticks to you constantly,” Wei Ying said.

“What? We are not supposed to go by ourselves, though?” You questioned. You and Wei Ying stared at each other, probably. Your red veil and his red veil are hiding your face from each other. Wei Ying lifted his veil to show his face then he lifted your veil to see your face.

“Shen Duzhe, what do you feel about Lan Zhan and what do you feel about me? After all, I’m married as the main wife and Lan-furen but you married as just a consort,” Wei Ying asked.

“I…” You pondered and thought deeply about your feelings. “I do like you and Lan Zhan, but you and Lan Zhan are destined to be together. I don’t know why I’m here,”

“...I want to sleep with Lan Zhan and you,” Wei Ying stated. 

“Huh!?” If your cheeks were any thinner, you might have blushed. Wei Ying made direct eye contact with you and he can tell you are flustered. The door to Jingshi opened and Wei Ying put back his veil and your veil as well. Lan Zhan was quick to find Wei Ying’s shoes and your shoes. Lan Zhan left Wei Ying’s and your shoes by the bed.

“Wei Ying, Shen Duzhe,” Lan Zhan called.

“Lan Zhan-er-gege~” Wei Ying replied.

“Ugh,” You replied in embarrassment. You begin to grow even more flustered, as now is the consummation. You internally questioned if you really were going to have a threesome. Lan Zhan stepped closer to you and Wei Ying. Taking off your veil and Wei Ying’s veil, you stared at Lan Zhan’s face, blue screening.

“Shen Duzhe,” Lan Zhan called. He was standing between your legs, holding you in his arms. You felt Wei Ying move to sit as close as possible to you, side-hugging you and laying his head on your shoulder. Your mind is too empty to think. Wei Ying chuckled near your ears and you shivered as his breath hit your ear. Lan Zhan moved his face close to yours but he ended up kissing Wei Wing over your shoulder. WangXian is kissing over your shoulder while they are hugging you.

“I think A-Duzhe needs a moment, how about you play with this wife first~“

[4]  Like how xiongjie probably means “older siblings” 弟妹 dimei would probably mean “younger siblings”

AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

I have not reached at any point, till now, of writing about kissing in any fanfiction

Next stop, ending Two Threaded Fate aka angst ending

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[hxnguxng-jxn]

Hello, can you make a scenario for lan zhan wei ying and reader in which the three are married but reader belongs to a sect that does not agree with the marriage because they think that wei ying is bad and that lan zhan also for having protected him one day reader He has to go back to his sect for a moment and something happens that makes him lose his memory and his sect takes the opportunity to tell him that their husbands are bad and convinces him to send them a divorce request

Writer's Note(s): I can do this Anon! This is one of the shorter ones I could do quickly, I do hope you enjoy it!

Although, I have to say that Lan Wangji and Wei Ying would be quick to get Reader out if I didn't do something drastic, so hopefully it isn't too much during the middle part because I had to use drastic measures to make sure LWJ and WWX didn't just... win.

Info on Reader: Reader is intended AMAB, and uses he/him. Reader is from a non-canonical martial family, and they aren't happy about Reader's elopement. The Lan family are at Reader's support here.

Timeline: Post-canon.

【 ⚠️ 】 WARNING! Reader is mentioned to have temporary amnesia caused by a specific drug that comes from a fictional plant so the family can get what they want. Physical violence was not chosen as LWJ and WWX could easily save Reader then and there. Please be warned!

Fujoshis and Fem Aligned Readers DNI || Please stay safe! Turn away if you need to!

Being married to Wei Ying and Lan Wangji is very supportive and full of time best spent together. With how long the war in the martial world had gone on and how many relationships were strained at best, it was nice to travel the lands with your husband's.

Traveling with Apple the donkey was also something special. The donkey is stubborn and only eats apples with no prejudice, but everything else was treated with scrutiny. The donkey seems to have a soft spot after all this time traveling with you and Lan Wangji, and it wasn't giving any courtesy to Wei Ying if he tried to spur it into a gallop for any reason. It's a laugh for you and Wangji, for sure.

Your events across the lands are fantastical when Wei Ying plays his instrument and comes up with lyrics slowly as they pass the time between towns. Lan Wangji does help with lyrics on the basis of correcting wording he prefers, and hopefully you get in on it too (least you get a lovey-dovey version of yourself from your mushy husbands music).

It's by the fifth month of your travels that you can see the residual signs of your home province start to show and the landscape slowly starts to grow familiar. Types of houses start to go from modern to old-style, farming families with new surnames start to grow more familiar, and maybe you saw your clans family sigil a few days time before the capital.

Correctly, on your last night outside of your home city, you tell Lan Wangji and Wei Ying what you're expecting from city life and that this is your hometown that houses your family at the center. Wei Ying seems the most open and happy of the two to finally meet the family of the man he eloped with, but Lan Wangji did ask the best questions at what to expect from them.

You told them to expect the worst. And both took that too heart, knowing your not the type to lie about all this.

You three make a streamline plan on how to meet them and what you all need from this town while you stockpile for the road.

First, you get yourself an inn so no family members can try and tempt you to stay in their house: you know their tricks and you know they aren't above guilting you. Second, you three have your own grocery lists and items to gather so you can function in the wilderness: your list is mostly raw ingredients for the first few days, and not completing it is dangerous. Third, maybe Wei Ying and Lan Wangji can visit if your first visit doesn't end with terrible undertones: and you tell your husbands not to have hope to visit, and they don't.

They love you, they don't need to love your family.

Well, apparently, your family doesn't think that and genuinely thinks you're a male consort to two heathens. The surname of Lan falls on deaf ears upon your visit and you almost want to yell at the eldest family members for trying to convince you to stay. The harsh words of your family makes you strike the third part of your plan, because your husbands would do better collecting bounties then meeting your family.

If it wasn't for one family member you sort of liked asking you for just one dinner at home, you'd have left and been free from the next coming days. Whatever was burning in the incense while you had meditated that night, in your old room and awaiting dinner, you know it wasn't sandalwood or agarwood at all. But it was the last thing you could remember while you were under the influence because of your desperate family.

It's to protect you, they tell Lan Wangji and Wei Ying when they sneak into your home after two days of not seeing you. He was supposed to sign away all his estate at home, the LAN's can't have it! They yelled! But the burning plants of a certain drug had them both in turmoil as they covered their nose to enter your room just after telling their evil plan.

They were burning the drugs along with the agarwood inside the incense stand right above your bed, and you didn't look very good in the afternoon light they saw you in. Wei Ying wanted to carry you through the window, but your weak protests of not knowing what was going on left them pause. You were clearly delirious and at your request to be left alone, they had to leave. They can't expose themselves to it for long either, lest they become under the influence as well. They can only visit in incriminates to feed you proper food, as your families stupidity shows in how thin you got without them.

Sometimes your eyes flash with recognition of them and sometimes it fades into a blank expression, but they can't stay for long. How they wish the room wasn't drugged so heavily where they grow nauseous, or they'd just drag you back to the Cloud Recesses by day one! Nobody seemed to be able to enter for long, and Lan Wangji took note of it carefully.

Older people can't enter the room because it causes nausea and shortness of breath, younger kids can't enter without sickness showing and then becoming sluggish. Only those in their prime could stand to be in there at all, and even a cultivator still coughs at it.

To say Wei Ying and Lan Wangji we're pissed would be an understatement. And on the day they planned to spring you out with medicine and herbs to treat your ails, you were missing from the room and the family drugs had been tossed outside with no care or decorum.

Oh, if they both weren't mad then, they were pissed now. Rightfully so, with their husband yet again being used while under the influence for nefarious purposes, and with fluctuating negative symptoms from constant exposure. Storming the family halls, they managed to see you in your families dining hall because of your slumped stature and the face they can't ever forget twisting in confusion and bewilderment. You looked ill.

They watch in the shadows as you tried pushing away the paper and wooden scrolls they tried shoving at you. Sadly, without physical violence and causing a ruckus, they'll just have to wait till tonight to break your out and get you back to the inn.

They didn't stand for it! Not to their husband! That night, before the maid could light up the new drugged incense while the family yells in frustration outside your door, they break in and slowly gather you and your things without hurting the maid. Of course, with her at sword-point, she wouldn't lose her head for a master that didn't pay her bills.

For now, they just have to hope they give up for the night on getting you to sign whatever it was.

Later, from how close Lan Wangji was compared to Wei Ying, he heard it was a request for a divorce. Wei Ying, of course, panics internally because divorces are hard to get from officials to begin with, and extremely looked down upon by all. How had they gotten documents for that!? Were they trying to ruin your name with a divorce on record? It wasn't their choice, it was yours!

Of course, they'd need to leave this city as soon as possible just in case the maid is very loyal and turned tail immediately to her masters. Apple is hooked up to a tiny cart that can carry at least two people on it and their collected rations and items attached, and they nurse you with medicines in shifts as they leave town.

It didn't take two days for you to open your eyes and get sick, both of them nursing you with clean water and basic meals. Meals from the Cloud Recesses from Lan Wangji and medicine from Wei Ying. After two more days of purging the drugs from your system, your standing and no permanent damage seems to have occurred to your person as you do light sparring.

Of course, your memories are intact but hazy, and after hearing about what happened while you were under... yeah, you're cutting your family off. The Lan's of Gusu are the closest family you and Wei Ying will have, and after no time, it didn't seem so bad.

Especially with a brother-in-law and uncle-in-law who are very cool and supportive with cutting off your family.

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[yhwhsdaughter]

“Meet or part, live or die,

We’ve made oath, you and I.

Give me your hand I’ll hold,

And live with me till old!”

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Lan Xichen x F! Reader (18+)

Lan Xichen lost his beloved during winter. In his solace, his heart felt colder without her warmth.. his [Name]. The eldest Lan brother yearned to the point he fell ill. Wanji and Wei Ying found him in the cold, watching the snow fall.

One cup of Emperor’s Smile was enough for Lan Xichen to become drunk. Wanji had to pry the jar from him; “She will return.” [Name] was the best healer Gusu Lan had seen yet and her abilities were needed due a plague caused by a flood. Despite knowing she was an accomplished cultivator, he could not help but worry.

Alcohol always put Xichen in a joyous mood. Members of the Gusu Lan witnessed their leader’s flushed cheeks and excited smile turn wider the moment a familiar figure appeared. Her arrival signaled the beginning of spring, flowers now blooming where snow fell. [Name] stumbled slightly with the unexpected weight of Lan Xichen’s body. Lan Wanji moved to help but she made a motion with her hand, placing her arm around Xichen’s waist. “It’s quite a sight to see you like this” she murmured, maneuvering them towards his house. “You’re a sight…!!!” [Name] was a bit surprised, her eyes widening. “Is that so?”

 “Mm.. so pretty..”

With some effort, she slid the door open. “My eyes are always drawn to you..” It was a bit difficult to focus on a task when Xichen’s dark and gentle eyes followed her every movement. “Ah.. Xichen could you not..—!” Her footing stumbled, tripping the two of them just at the edge of his bed. Xichen was quick to swivel their positions so that he would take the brunt of the fall.

“Shh.. shh.. it's alright.”

Xichen’s arms secured themselves around her sides, his breath ghosting her lips. [Name] could smell faintly the richness of the wine. “You're the only one for me..” he didn’t want anyone if it wasn’t her. Not knowing how to answer his drunken confession, she ushered him to bed, “Xichen, go to sleep.. you’re drunk.”

“Mmm.. alright.” Still, he could not. His eyes wandered down, and his mind focused on [Name]’s lips. They were pink, like the flowers outside. Could he taste the nectar of said lips? “..Do you want... to kiss?” He whispered, eyes gazing up at [Name] from underneath his long lashes, cheeks growing even rosier.

“You’re drunk.. I can’t kiss you right now.” Lan Xichen blinked, “Oh.. right.. I.. I forgot” he muttered, rubbing his temples with his fingers. [Name] felt his hand reaching back, holding her nape gently as his head dipped subtly, their foreheads touching. “Kiss later..?”

[Name] blushed under the gaze of his thick lashes. He was too pretty. “If.. you remember, then.. yes..” Lan Xichen’s heart swelled and his body grew warmer at the notion of her acceptance, his ears deaf to all but her ‘yes’. He closed the distance between them, in an gentle yet eager manner. His body pressed closer to hers. “Mmph!” Lan Xichen’s other hand settled on her cheek, cupping it softly. His tongue grazed her mouth and his fingers touched her headband before [Name] pulled away hastily, one of her hands flying to her lips, “X-Xichen.. I meant once you were sober..!”

Embarrassment seeped down to his bones, stammering apologies, “.. I'm... I'm sorry, I..” Despite this, the longing look in his eyes betrayed that he would have done it again in a heartbeat.

The newness of this feeling unsettled the female cultivator, making her wonder if she was drunk as well. “Rest for now. I will see you in the morning.” “Yes, yes.” Lan Xichen murmured, his face a crimson red. He stood up, but instead of leaving, his steps faltered and he collapsed back onto the bed, his eyelids fluttering shut. He was already half asleep. The first time he ever got drunk, he had to do it in front of the love of his life. Such mortifying luck.

[Name] stared at Lan Xichen’s sleeping form, how beautiful he looked even in a messed state. Brushing away some of his long hair from his face, she tucked him in.

The morning sun and chirping birds alerted Lan Xichen that he had woken late. Everyone was up at 5 in the morning, though that was the last thought in his mind when he opened his eyes. His head throbbed like thunder, and he instantly felt the nausea setting in. Xichen’s body was sluggish as he turned his head to try to avoid some of the light that was entering through. He winced in pain, his face pale in his misery. Oh no, he was going to...

“Uwah!” Lan Xichen cried, and he threw himself off the bed to rush towards a bucket at the very least.

Albeit they’d already broken rules last night, merely by being alone together, [Name] still decided to go in and wake up their leader. Also because Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian kept ushering her towards Xichen’s quarters. She had a feeling they knew something.

“Zewu-Jun..?” She waited patiently outside, announcing her presence first. When she heard distressing sounds, [Name] peeked inside. “Xichen are you alright?”

“I...” Lan Xichen panted, face flushed as he hovered over a bucket, dry-heaving into it. “... I'm dying...”

It was so embarrassing he truly felt death was a better option. The headache, dizziness, and nausea all welling up in his body only made things worse. Tears pricked the corners of his eyes, and he looked pathetic. It was not a pretty picture. Lan Xichen was an absolute mess. Closing the door, [Name] rushed to him, her feet making soft noises. Kneeling down beside Xichen, the first thing she did was hold his hair, gingerly moving it away from his face. Her palm hesitantly settled on his back, rubbing comfortingly in circular motions. “I... I feel so sick...” Lan Xichen muttered, his eyes closing. He was trying his best not to vomit, but it was so difficult...

He was ashamed to let [Name] see him like this; she was so gentle though, and her touch was so soft, that it was hard not to relax in her presence. Lan Xichen did not want her to see him when he was at his worst, but he was also glad that she was here. He couldn't possibly bear this alone..

[Name] finally spoke, “Why did you end up drinking so much? Especially with your tolerance..” she chided gently. Lan Xichen panted, his stomach turning at the memory that haunted him. How embarrassing…

“...”Lan Xichen stared at the ground, feeling tears in his eyes. She was stunned by this sight, wondering what could’ve possibly made their leader this depressed. “I was thinking of you..” He admitted, his voice breaking a bit, the floodgates threatening to burst. If they opened now, it’d be hard to close them again. “I missed you.. so much..”

“Miss me..?”

Lan Xichen nodded. He couldn't even look up, because tears were falling from his eyes now, wetting his long, dark lashes. His voice was quiet, but the pain was evident, and he couldn't stop himself now. “Being away from you is the worst thing I can endure...” [Name]’s sleeve was grasped by his fingers as if Lan Xichen couldn’t dare touch her.

He didn't mean to be so emotional like this, but when the liquor loosened his tongue, there was no stopping it. “I don't know how to live without you..”There was a pang in her chest at those words. How could their honorable Zewu-Jun says that seriously.. as if her existence was vital to his??

[Name] watched as tears fell down his pale cheeks, automatically reaching to wipe them. “I’m right here..?” Her confused reply broke his heart, silently pleading that she understand the meaning behind them. How torturous it was for him that she wasn’t near. His throat tightened, “It's not the same.”There was this urge to embrace her, to feel that softness of her body, assuring she wasn’t a visage of his longing thoughts. Instead, he reached out a shaky hand, his eyes wet and desperate. “Please... don't leave me again..”

One of his hands intertwined with hers. “I feel so lost without you..” It was a gamble to admit how dependent Xichen was on [Name]. He feared that they’d be like his parents—his father who fell deeply in love with his mother even when she did not return those feelings. Would his beloved spurn him too? Would Xichen live the rest of his days cursed to love a woman who did not love him back? It hurt, it ached so much. He would die for her, if only to end this pain.

“Is that why you kissed me yesterday..?” Lan Xichen nearly choked, not expecting to be questioned about his actions so openly. He swallowed the embarrassment, his fair skin hot. “Yes...” He admitted, his heart racing so fast that he could barely breathe. “I couldn't stop myself...” Unconsciously, Xichen leaned closer, getting quieter until he was practically muttering into [Name]’s ear. “You're all I can think about..” Both of their cheeks turned red, their bashfulness manifested into their skin. Xichen closed his eyes, that nauseous feeling returning, his stomach churning—waiting for the cold knife of rejection. “I.. I'm sorry...” He whispered, and he looked even more pale. If [Name] didn't care for him, then Xichen could not live. Tenderly, her hand pushed some of his hair back. “Perhaps let’s have you take a bath and we can talk afterwards, mn?” She left his side, working quickly to fill his bamboo tub with water. His eyes followed her as she left the room, and his heartbeat grew even more frantic.

“I.. will wait for you outside.” [Name] was swift in exiting, waiting outside his house to give Xichen privacy. She got into lotus position, mediating to calm her racing heart. Was this true? Could their leader, the eldest of the Twin Jades of Lan, have intimate feelings for her..?

Lan Xichen sat in the bath, letting the warm water soothe away his aches and pains. There was a tinge of anxiety that [Name] would flee after he acted a fool in front of her last night and even kissed her, she’d still comforted him.

Stepping out of the bath, dressed in nothing but a cotton robe, Xichen overheard voices coming from outside. “Please senior, we need you!” [Name] looked into the pleading eyes of her junior and could not refuse. “…Alright. I will be there in a moment.” A sigh escaped her mouth; a few seconds passing before she spoke loud enough for Lan Xichen to hear her on the other side. “Xichen, are you there?” He stood in front of the door, hand resting on it. His fingers twitched, contemplating if he should open it and come face to face with [Name]. “It seems I am needed elsewhere. This junior needs my help. Is it possible for us to talk later?”

Xichen rested his forehead on the door. He felt sick again. Though the Gusu Lan leader tried his best to act normal, and pretend that nothing was bothering him, he was internally panicking and about to cry from discomfort. He couldn’t burden her with these feelings, so he bottled them up deep inside his glass heart. “Yes..” Finally, he slid the door aside, momentarily forgetting he was barely covered by the robe’s thin fabric.[Name]’s eyes briefly wandered down before she quickly composed herself. "Of.. Of course.." Xichen forced out with a smile, trying to sound as normal as he could. "It won't be a problem.."

The day was grueling for both. [Name] had yet to record her experiences that occurred during her mission and travel, on top of helping her juniors whilst Xichen focused on his duties, which he’d neglected a bit. Before they knew it, all of the disciples were getting ready for bed. [Name]’s feet moved softly towards Xichen’s quarters. She hoped he wasn’t cross; after all, she was still unsure how to approach the topic of romance. “Xichen, are you awake?”

He had been watching the door intently. Truthfully, he would have waited for her all night. His heart raced with anticipation, “I'm still here..” He replied softly, his voice barely above a breath. “Come in.” Xichen was lying on his bed, his face hot with emotions. He yearned for her presence with him.

“I apologize. It took a long time to return.” [Name] seemed exhausted and yet, she stood in his room. “I would wait an eternity for you..” After being left alone with his thoughts, Lan Xichen cared little for this shameless behavior. He felt a strong need to touch her.

Before she could respond, he quipped, “You seem tired. Are you alright?” “Ah.. I’m fine. The juniors were eager to learn some techniques and it tired me a little.” Her lips molded into a gentle smile; [Name] was always fond of her juniors since they reminded her of more tender times. “...I see.” Lan Xichen replied, trying to keep his response calm and collected. It made him a little jealous to see how someone else could bring a smile to her face. Especially the way [Name] was easily moved by that junior’s pleas. Xichen wondered if he begged too, would she respond in the same manner? The next few words slipped out even as he tried to bite them back, but he was just so desperate to know. “By any chance... did you find him attractive..?” Her brows furrowed in thought, “Who?”

“This junior that was so effectively able to move your heart into aiding him when you’d already promised to speak with me.” Lan Xichen wanted to cover his mouth. He knew that his jealousy was childish, but he couldn't help the way he felt, no matter how hard he tried.

Finally understanding his worries, [Name] bit her lip. Part of her wanted to tease Xichen, as this was so unlike him but she also didn’t want to accidentally hurt him with her words. “My junior is handsome… but he is not the one that caught my eye.” At this, Xichen’s fingers twitched. His felt anxious as to who was the fortunate individual to capture his beloved’s interest. “There is only one person who is most beautiful to me.”

Blood thundered in his ears, his heart about to beat out of his chest. "And... who might that be..?" He quietly replied, his voice trembling with anticipation. Xichen held onto the tiniest string of hope, almost resigned and prepared for the worst. He held his breath, waiting for [Name]’s lips to utter a name that would either destroy or save him. Her answer would dictate the rest of his life.

“Lan Huan is most beautiful, of course.”

His hands shook from excitement, and he felt himself grow dizzy from the rush of emotions... but all he could do was let out a soft sigh, his breathing still shallow from relief. This was more than he knew how to handle. “Are you alright..?”

“I...” Lan Xichen felt the urge to pull her close and never let go. “I love you...” He uttered with conviction. [Name] smiled, accepting his feelings and the internal turmoil that had now settled. Grabbing his hand, she rested her cheek on it before planting a tender kiss on his wrist. For this first time since he saw her again, Lan Xichen felt calm. His fingers stroked her soft skin. [Name] blushed under his lovestruck gaze. Never did she imagine the beloved Xichen, whom everyone admired and fawned over, would look at her in this way. Was this real? As if to test this newfound knowledge, she removed her cheek from his caress, which he’d been happy doing. “May I touch you..?”

Lan Xichen's face turned red but he nodded. “Of course...” He would never refuse her anything. [Name] could have asked him to fall on his own sword and he would have obeyed without a single reproach. Having his consent, [Name]’s hand slipped inside his robe, running her fingers over his smooth and pale skin. Xichen couldn't stop himself from gasping. This.. felt good. It was easy to get overwhelmed with such an intimate experience. Xichen’s breath caught in his throat, rendered weak against her touch. Although her hand beneath his robes was gentle, it was like a trail of fire especially when…

[Name] ran a thumb over a pink bud, pausing when Xichen jumped a little. “Is this too much..? Shall I stop?”

“Y-No...” Lan Xichen replied, his voice barely above a breath. He sounded like he was ready to melt, his body trembling and aching with love and lust. Although, [Name]’s touch was more addictive than anything in the world. He couldn't get enough of her. He didn't want her to stop, and he would let her do anything she wanted to him. He wanted more..

Obliging, [Name] was quick to undo his robe, letting the material fall off his shoulders. She marbled at his strong physique and smoothness of his pale skin. “Someone as perfect as you..” her hand cupped his cheek, leaning in for a kiss. Xichen’s eyes widened after the initial surprise, before closing them and kissing back. His hold was gentle yet firm, holding onto the back of her head, keeping her there as his tongue made a soft intrusion. “Mmn..” when they pulled away, a thin string of saliva connected their mouths.

Xichen’s hands worked swiftly, pulling at her clothes till she was bare. “Mine.” He squeezed one of her breasts, his mouth taking the other. “A-aah..!” Their bodies collided with desire; soon enough, Xichen parted her legs, “Xichen wait.. nghh.. not there..” It was all new, to touch another this intimately. The former had accidentally found his brother’s stash of ero books, flipping through them in intrigue. “I can’t wait to try all kinds of things with you.” His hand found hers, their fingers intertwining. [Name] swallowed, nodding as she watched Lan Xichen with half-lidded eyes. “Hnghh!” Her hands clutched the sheets tightly, butterflies flying inside her stomach. “It’s.. I’m close..”

Xichen’s fingers soothed the supple skin of her thighs, pulling back with his lips and chin collated in her essence. How undignified and yet..

[Name] pulled him up for a kiss, her tongue trailing upwards as she cleaned his lips. Xichen smiled fondly. His beloved’s embrace was heaven to him. The devotion in his soul, cemented as she returned his affection. Lan Xichen would follow [Name] to the ends of the earth for a mere touch from her, and he would do anything, surrender his everything, for just one more night like this with her.

Lowering his pants to free his hard member, Xichen secured a hold on [Name]’s waist as she looked at him with desire. She wanted this as much as he did. “I will go slow.” Despite his warning, a loud moan threatened to escape her rosy lips which Xichen silenced with his own mouth. Their bodies united and even though he was careful not to overwhelm her with his movements, Xichen panted heavily. It wasn’t enough. “More, more.” His hips met her pelvis roughly, “X-Xichen..!” This only served to excite him, his mouth latching itself onto her neck, “Yes, call for me, beloved.” The Gusu Lan leader’s heart swelled with love.

[Name] gasped as Xichen maneuvered her body with ease, placing one of her legs over his shoulder, the distance between them closing. It’s like he was desperate to become one. His throbbing penis pressed into her in a manner that had [Name] ascending. “Lan Huan.. I’m about to..” He smiled. “Me too.” His forehead was covered in a thin veil of sweat, and his ears a bit red. With one last powerful thrust, Lan Xichen embraced [Name] tightly as if he never wanted to let go. “Become my wife..”

“Yes.. yes..” she clung to his strong shoulders, a bit breathless from the orgasm. “I want to be your wife.” Xichen was ecstatic, kissing her again. [Name] groaned softly as he pulled away momentarily, his seed trickling from her hole down her thighs. Shifting onto her stomach, [Name]’s hips were raised by Xichen, “Then let’s make love like spouses.”

Sensitive from their previous release, her moan was loud. “Ahhhh!” Xichen had the gall to smile sweetly, not stopping—instead, he leaned over, one hand grasping her breast as he pounded deeply into her. “Huan-gege.. nghh!!” The sweet sobriquet sent him over the edge. That night, neither slept; [Name]’s body was stretched to its limit, her skin and womb painted with Xichen’s cum.

“Wife..”

Strong and gentle arms wrapped themselves around her form. [Name] had learned over time what this honeyed murmur meant. That’s how their first child was conceived. “Huan-ge..”

Her soft please were music to his ears, and made Xichen want to kiss her again, again, and again. He could not stop himself from lifting her robes, his member already hard against her ass. Lan Xichen was drunk with passion, his mind and body full of his beloved, and it almost felt like he would pass out from how intense his feelings were for her right now. He slid in easily; [Name]’s body recognized him now, after their daily love making, it was only natural.

Pressed against the wall, [Name] could only whine as her husband penetrated her cunt over and over. Xichen caressed the plumpness of her skin, his fingers putting pressure. His body was shaking and his breath shallow, but Lan Xichen could not stop. “[Name]..”

Shivers of pleasure racked her body as Xichen released. “Its filling me..” [Name] rested her forehead on the wall, her legs trembling with exhaustion. Lan Xichen wasn’t done though, pulling her above him as they settled down on the floor. He was supposed to be doing reports—instead, he was balls deep into his lovely wife. “Lan Huan.. aah..” his hands gripped her hips tightly, unwilling to part. “Are you trying to get me pregnant again..” Xichen blushed at [Name]’s words, his face turning crimson. He mumbled, his voice sounding a bit guilty, "I can't.. help it-!" It was as if a flood of desire had been unleashed in him, like an unstoppable wave, and he was drowning in a sweet and blissful pleasure that was almost too much to bear.. He wanted more, his body was aching for it, and he was afraid that he may never be able to stop once he started again.

“Alright… do with me as you wish.”

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[edensrose]

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 ꒱◞ ₊˚:

. ˚◞♡ 𝒘𝒆𝒏 𝒓𝒖𝒐𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒙 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓◞ ₊˚﹕after marrying your betrothed, you don't know what to expect during the night of your wedding.

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ꒰ ( 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 )﹕f!reader ꒷꒦ arranged marriage ꒷꒦ mentions of childbearing ꒷꒦ biting ꒷꒦ marking ꒷꒦ 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 ꒷꒦ dirty talk ꒷꒦ 𝘥𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 ꒷꒦ penetrative sex ꒷꒦ rough sex ꒷꒦ overstimulation ꒷꒦ unprotected sex ꒷꒦ 1.5k ꒱

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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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[yumemiruuuu]

“Nie Huaisang relationship headcanons because he makes me cry and feel some things”

Dates with him would usually involve activities like going to the art galleries and botanical gardens (especially ones with an aviary or butterfly houses).

If, for any reason, your dates outdoors has to be placed on hold because of circumstances like torrential rains and such, indoor date plans would involve activities like arts and crafts session together, or simply cuddling together on the couch (although… to be honest, I can imagine the two of you going outside to frolic and dance around in the rain if it’s not too bad. But I digress…)

As for the cuddling, Huaisang enjoys having his arms wrapped around you while he rests his pretty little head against you. He also especially likes when you pat his head and stroke his hair and tell him what a pretty boy he is, and ask about his art endeavors.

I debated heavily in my mind whether he would be an ass or tits guy but in the end, I see him as a tits guy. He appreciates tits of any kind: big or small, man’s or woman’s, it doesn’t matter to him as long as he can have his head against your chest, hear your heart beating and feel your warmth.

Besides that, I honestly don’t really see him as the groping type despite his canonical pornography collection situation going on, which I still think about to this day.

As a side-note: Please please PLEASE tell him that he’s pretty and that he’s talented, and that you care about him and his artistic creations, and he would most likely cry tears of joy.

#brainstormed so hard on this last week while working on his bobblehead during a stream #no thoughts head empty only nie huaisang #I love my little headshaking lil dood #i hope to god someone turns him into a maraca #like his head is the bobble part and if you shake him he rattles #nie huaisang thoughts only #please help contribute to this he is so incredibly underrated #nie huaisang #nie huaisang x reader #huaisang hcs #grandmaster of demonic cultivation #mdzs #mo dao zu shi #魔道祖师

[old-men-mmm]

Nie Huaisang x Male Reader Headcanons

because I said so (and I love him❤) (CW for brief mention of Homophobia. Happy pining!)

He, despite his initial timidness, is very protective of you

He knows that you can handle yourself, but he still wants to take care of you

Of course he should, he is a Sect leader after all

Even though he sucks at using his sabre and just physical violence overall, he is more than willing to dig up dirt on anybody who dares to talk down to you

He will ruin a bitch's life

If you're a cultivator, he enjoys watching you practice your weapon of choice/instrument

Of course, he's a bit wary about you learning songs you hear off of the street, but he enjoys the fact that you like it

He's not a strong cultivator, but that doesn't mean he can't appreciate it if you are

If you ever offer to fly him around on your sword, he will say yes but blush bright red the entire time

Def shows off his birds to you whenever he can

He has found them ALL BY HIMSELF and he LOVES THEM and he hopes that YOU LOVE THEM TOO

Expands your fan collection as much as he humanly can

There are a few of his own in there, some given as gifts and others forgotten

He def tried to make you one once (Stressing the word "tried", he didn't do well lol)

When he officially announces your relationship, he gets sterner with his officials by a lot

Since you both are men, there's not a lot of support for you two (homophobia sucks ass man)

HOWEVER, Huaisang is more than willing to threaten/blackmail everyone into accepting the two of you

You're his shining star- he will do basically everything for you

#Nie Huaisang x Reader #Nie Huaisang x Male Reader #Nie Huaisang #Mo Dao Zu Shi #The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation #Headcanons #Yeah there's probs going to be more #I have so many Thoughts™ about him

[eyesforahead]

MDZS fanfic

Mo Xuanyu focused! Pretty short and a oneshot. Includes reader/(name).

Support me by checking it out.

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/49682026

Name: I feel pretty. You are pretty.

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[bloomingapricots]

Eclipsing the Sun

Updated here first at AO3

Welcome to Ending Two Threaded Fate the angst ending

Just in case, content warning of survivor's guilt, spiraling thoughts, self-deprecation, and implied suicide

Life | Destiny’s Design | Threaded Fate (Here)

Chapter Three | Ending Two | Threaded Fate

“Wen Duzhe, please,” Lan Wanji called out from behind closed doors. You had expected to die that day your clansmen invaded Cloud Recesses but you survived, for now. However, you ended up in a coma and missed so much. You woke up three weeks ago and learned a week later from an enraged disciple that Wei Ying still became the Yiling Patriarch, your family ended up sacrificing themselves for Wei Ying, and Wei Ying died in the end. And following fate, only Wen Yuan survived and was found by Lan Wangji, after his punishment, and was brought back to Gusu. You and A-Yuan are the only Wen left.

“Xiongjie,” Wen, now Lan, Yuan hugged you as he sat on your lap. “Are you not going to reply or see Gege again?” Wen Lan Yuan asked. You do feel bad making an injured person kneel outside but your emotions are incredibly unstable and only around Wen Lan Yuan can you bring yourself to be stable.

“No, I’m... I’m not ready yet,” You replied. Not ready for the future, not ready for what fate has in store for you, not ready for the potential of being an attic spouse, and not ready to live in a world without your family, without Wei Ying. You hugged Wen Lan Yuan tighter to your chest. “I will see Lan Wangji soon but not now,” You whispered. You will face Lan Wangji and discuss the future later but not right now.“Lan Wangji!” Lan Xichen called. It has been a bit of a cycle after locking yourself in Wen Lan Yuan’s room, Lan Wanji would come by to try to talk with you until Lan Xichen discovered him around lunch, as Lan Xichen personally comes by to give you and Wen Lan Yuan lunch, and dragged him back to the Jingshi to continue to heal from his whipping injuries.

—

After weeks of isolation with only Lan Yuan as company, someone else came to bother you.

“Wen Duzhe,” A stern voice called out after he slammed Lan Yuan’s door open. You refused to turn around and continued to gaze out the window. You can hear him marching up to you. “Wen Duzhe, how long are you going to continue to hide away?”

“... Does it matter? I’m nothing but a walking corpse on borrowed time,” You said after a moment of silence.

“Who said you are going to die?” He asked.

“I’m a Wen dog, aren't I? The last member of the tyrannical Qishan Wen Clan,” You replied.

“You are not going to die anytime soon,” He stated.

“Why? Are you going to torment me? To atone for my clan's wrongdoing?” You questioned.

“No,” He replied. You heard him sitting across from you. “You are alive because you… you are one of my Shixiong’s beloved people,” He explained.

“What?” You snapped your head to look at Jiang Cheng. This is out of character, you thought, blue screening.

“And because you saved the Jiang’s disciples, it’s sect Leader, and it’s Madam, the Yunmeng Jiang owes a debt to you,” Jiang Cheng said. “Yunmeng Jiang as well as Gusu Lan will pardon and support Wen Duzhe,”

“...Hahahahahahaha” You laughed out of despair and then sobbed. Which surprised Jiang Cheng as he rushed over to you as you keeled over as you cried. “Jiang Cheng, how am I supposed to live without my family? Without my Tangjie and Tangdi? Without Wei Ying?”

“Well,” Jiang Cheng started and looked by the doorway.

“Xiongjie…” Called out a soft voice. Ah, how could you have forgotten, your precious Tangdi became a fierce corpse.

“A-Ning?”

—

Jiang Cheng and Wen Ning were able to coerce you into a meeting with Lan Xichen and Lan Wangji. They all explained in detail what had happened during your coma. And the reason Jiang Cheng was so nice to you was because Jiang Yanli had actually visited your bedside often and he learned of the sacrifice you made from Wen Qing before her death.

“How ironic, I was ready to die yet I am the only one to live,” You sardonically smiled. “My gold core, dantian, and meridians are eroding away from my own creation. What use is there for me to still be here,” Your thoughts spiraled as survivor’s guilt ate away at you.

“Wen Duzhe,” Your right hand was held in Lan Wangji’s hands. “Please,”

“Lan Wangji, what are you pleading for?“ You asked.

“For Wen Duzhe to stay at Gusu and not go away too,” Lan Wangji replied.

“Too…” Your thought cleared as you looked at Lan Wangji who kneeled before you with his head hanging down. You took a quick glance at Lan Xichen and Jiang Cheng and huffed. These idiots are worried about a fallen cultivator who was related to Wen Ruohan, they even went as far as to hold an intervention with the fallen cultivator. “Whatever, I give,” You mumbled

“Wen Duzhe,” Lan Wangji said as he looked at you.

“There are still some more things I need to do,” You said.

“What else do you need to do?” Lan Xichen asked. You stared at him then smiled an empty smile.

“You’ll see,” You said.

“Wen Duzhe, what are you planning?” Jiang Cheng demanned.

“Xiongjie?” Wen Ning questioned.

“Just preventing something,” You replied. Lan Wangji held both of your hands.

“Wen Duzhe must not die,” Lan Wangji stated but you just smiled. “Wen Duzhe,"

—

Meeting Jin Ling was great, he is a cute baby, and seeing Lan Yuan interact with him was even cuter. Meeting Nie Mingjue was not, however. Jiang Cheng invited you to Jin Ling’s birthday and while Jin Guangyao and Jin Guangshan were probably not happy about it since Lan Xichen and Jiang Fengmian supported you he can’t do anything to kick you out.  And it was nice meeting Jiang Fengmian though.

“Ack,” As you were on your way to the bathroom you were wall-slammed by Nie Mingjue.

“You,” Nie Mingjue said.

“Hello, Sect Leader Nie,” You greeted.

“I’m watching you,” He said.

“I know,” You replied.

“You're untrustworthy,” He said.

“Despite defeating evil?” You asked.

“You are a wen,” He replied.

“A wen who killed off the rotten roots. You and the others are the ones who finished off the good green roots,” You said.

“You betrayed and dishonorably defeated your sect,” He said.

“What else did you want me, a single person, to do? Raise a secret army? Usurped Wen Rouhan? I don’t want power and I put my life on the line to defeat them all!” You yelled. Nie Mingjue was about to yell back before you coughed up a storm. You did not escape your own poisoning unscathed after all. The poison has entered your heart and while you are taking medicine to dilute it, it leaves your heart pretty weak so being riled up is not suitable for you. Blood dripped from your mouth and onto the floor, some of it got on the bottom of your robe and Nie Mingjue. You slowly slide down the wall as you become dizzy.

“Wen Duzhe!” Lan Wangji pushed Nie Mingjue away from you and lifted you into his arms. The conversation, the slight anger towards the situation, and the guilt of ruining Lan Wangji’s night pushed your heart and you ended up passing out.

—

“Duzhe-xiongjie! Duzhe-xiongjie!” Someone whisper-yelled at you slowly stirring into waking. You turned to who was calling you and it was Nie Huaisang, someone you had actually needed to meet.

“Ah, you're here,” You said.

“Yes, we need to discuss it quickly. Lan Wangji has been guarding your room and I don’t think I can sneak in again,” Nie Huaisang stated. This was the thing you needed to do, together with Nie Huaisang, you planned to prevent his brother’s death. The reason Nie Huaisang believed you was because he trusted you. You guys hung out often, when you were not third-wheeling WangXian or when Wei Ying was pulling you around, during your lecture days, and even after when it was over. Plus you hinted at him with your knowledge and he respected that you did not want to reveal in full of your knowledge.

“I wrote some plans down, it’s in that drawer over there,” You pointed at and Nie Huaisang went to grab it. You and Nie Huaisang discuss as deeply as possible before Lan Wangji returns.

—

“Xiongjie!” Lan Yuan called as he ran up to you with a basket of lettuce. “A-Yuan as food for the bunnies!‘ He giggled.

“I see that,” You smiled.

“Lan Jingyi greets Wen-Qianbei!” Lan Jingyi greeted. You smiled at him and patted his head. You are glad that Lan Yuan made a friend.

“I see that you learned mannerisms,” You commented.

“What! Xiongjie, me too!” Lan Yuan whined tugging at your sleeve after setting down the basket.

“Yes, yes, Lan Yuan did good too,” You patted Lan Yuan’s head. You sat down with Lan Yuan and Lan Jingyi and threw a blanket over yourself and the two children. They cuddle up to you.

“Qianbei! Tell us the next part now,” Lan Jingyi demanded.

“Alright, alright,” You had been telling stories from your previous lives to Lan Yuan and Lan Jingyi. And Jin Ling too when you visit Lotus Pier. “Robin Hood then…”

—

Currently, you are in a tense lunch with Nie Mingjue, Nie Hauisang, Lan Xichen, Lan Wangji, and Jin Guangyao. Nie Mingjue is glaring at you while Lan Wangji is subtly glaring at him. Lan Xichen and Nie Huaisang are trying to stop him but to no success and Jin Guangyao is smiling his fake smile. Earlier, you were hunting with Lan Xichen and Lan Wangji but unknown to you and Lan Wangji, Lan Xichen intentionally led the two of you to Qinghe Nie and met up with Nie Mingjue. Where Nie Mingjue happily invited Lan Xichen to lunch, he tensely out of courtesy invited you and Lan Wangji to lunch.

But it is convenient to your plan as you took a glance at Nie Huaisang. He smiled at you. You hope Nie Huaisang won’t be too mad at you for your slight deviation from the plan. No doubt Jian Cheng will be enraged when he hears what happened and you apologize in your heart for what your action will do to Lan Wangji.

—

This is it, you thought as you heard Nie Huaisang’s shouts. It is time to prevent Nie Mingjue’s qi deviation. You quickly ran to where Nie Mingjue, Nie Huaisang, and Jin Guangyao were and threw a knife to cut the strings of Jin Guangyao’s guqin. Nie Mingjue’s crazed gaze turned to you and he pushed Nie Huaisang out of his way to storm you.

“Da-ge! Stop! Duzhe-xiongjie, run away!” Nie Huaisang yelled and grabbed onto Nie Mingjue's sleeve but he was again pushed away and felled. You stared straight at Nie Mingjue as he charged at you and simply held onto him as he stabbed you straight through your stomach. As blood drips from your mouth you attach a necklace to Nie Mingjue. A special necklace made with a bright silver chain and a soft pink jade hanging, just for Nie Mingjue. The Yin energy was drained from Nie Mingjue into the necklace and yourself. Nie Mingjue’s saber was pulled out of your stomach as he fell away from you and you yourself fell away from him. “Da-ge! Duzhe-xiongjie!”

“Wen Duzhe!” Lan Wangji’s face appeared, panicking, in your view but slowly your vision was blackening.

“A-Jue!” You heard Lan Xichen yell.

“Duzhe-xiongjie! you-” Then Nie Huaisang's face appeared beside Lan Wangji’s, he was mad but also scared.

“I can’t live without them,” You whispered “So I will do one last act of goodness before meeting them,”

“Wen Duzhe, please, don’t go,” Lan Wangji cradled you like he did back during the invasion.

“I’m tired, Zhanzhan,” You mumbled.

“...” You can see his face fall to grief and agony “Will…Will Wen Duzhe find Wei Ying and at least see me before you go?”

“Ah,” You see his resignation and grief as clear as a blue sky despite the blackening vision from blood loss. “Of course,”

“Duzhe-xiongjie! Don’t you dare!” Nie Huaisang yelled uncharacteristically, and similarly to Jiang Cheng’s anger. You can feel Nie Huaisang grip your left arm. But you had already slipped into the darkness.

—

You are standing by Lan Yuan’s bed as he sleeps. A part of your mind recognized that you were dead but you just blankly lifted Lan Yuan’s blanket up to his chin.

“Xiongjie?” Wen Ning called. You blankly turned to look at him and just stared. He took in your appearance and his face filled with grief “Xiongjie, you are…” He cut himself off and looked at Lan Yuan. He took a deep breath, out of comfort then needing to actually breathe, and then kneeled to you. “Rest well, Xiongjie. Thank you for everything,”

—

“Wei Ying!”

“Wen Duzhe!”

And that’s a wrap.

Idk what happened to me but I just vomited Ending Two’s plot so sorry if was hard to follow, I'm open to criticism for this fanfic

Seriously, idk where my motivation came from

I was churning these out during work

I plan to write an extra for Destiny’s Design as Duzhe’s relationship with others was barely touched or the aftermath.

First time writing an angst ending and leaving it open to interpretation too to boot

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[hxnguxng-jxn]

Hi ! I really what you're doing ! Can I request this ?

M! reader and wei ying were fighting cuz reader love danger very much and ect(reader is really strong) and Lan zhan was just standing there hoping they will stop until wei ying Say 'YOU ARE BETTER OFF DEAD' and reader was very sad wei ying didn't mean that After that reader Said he will be in a random village to Lan Zhan and then there were an attack in the random village Lan zhan and wei ying were worried when they got there most of the villagers were dead and covered with blanckets then they Saw a hand with reader's coat... Wei ying Regreted all the things that he Said to you and Lan Zhan keep telling himself why he didn't stop reader Wei ying wanted to revive you but some of the people stopped him After that they went back home ... SUPRISE reader IS not he Indeed in that village but he Saw a Homeless man shivering so he Gived his coat to him and went back home Wei ying and Lan zhan were in tears wei ying keep saying sorry and Lan zhan was just hugging and you don't know why ?

Pls write this 🥹🥹

Writer's Note(s): I think I'll have to change around something because Wei Ying isn't the type to yell out that he hates people he really loves. Look at Jiang Cheng strangling him, or what all the Jin's (those before his brother-in-law and nephew) did to him. And even Jin Ling stabbed him and he didn't hold it against him. (⁠＠⁠_⁠＠⁠;⁠) But it will still be dramatic, I'll make sure of it! I changed the ending location.

Also, remember my rules: I don't write abuse between partners. Telling your partner(s) that they should be dead is abuse.

Info on Reader: Reader is intended AMAB, and uses he/him. Reader is a cultivator but surname/lineage/powers are ambiguous. Reader is described as short-tempered and very dismissive, be warned.

Timeline: Can be anytime in story post-Book 1. Can be just eloped, can be mid-story, can be post-canon (although it makes more sense before the ending).

【 ⚠️ 】 Warning: Harsh words are exchanged between Reader and Wei Wuxian, both are at fault here. Blood, death, and war are shown. Resurrecting the Reader is also mentioned.

Fujoshis and Fem Aligned Readers DNI || Stay Safe!

The war between the family names of the martial world spreads like a disease across the land. If it wasn't the slaughtering if the Wen's years ago on the masses, it's the torture of anyone with promise of the dark arts by the leader at Yunmeng. For now, it's not so bad the closer you are to a central family like Jin, Lan, or Nie because of the prosperity and closeness to the three head honchos.

But war never changes and whatever is in human nature that dictates them to push others around, always rears its head eventually. Especially near small towns or cities on the outskirts of civilization where lawful officials are harder to come by, if their there at all.

The deaths in the town just two hours to the south of the inn you were staying at were piling up and the miniscule evidence of who it could be was making you antsy from when your group left to travel there.

Lan Zhan suspects political intrigue, but you wave that off as just a basic theory. Wei Ying hums in agreement with Lan Zhan, because of how the two dead officials in the morgue seemingly were rivals to people still alive. You shrug that off too, much to Lan Zhan's irritation.

Your party was that of your dear Wei Wuxian and Lan Zhan, two people you trusted greatly and with your whole heart to be able to stand at your side. Wei Wuxian has always been praised for his strategic mind and his very successful plans, and you can definitely agree with that. Lan Zhan is always praised for his poise and steady hands, being very reliable on the field. You can't deny either of these.

Lan Zhan also agrees with how Wei Wuxian creates good plans, and so you both leave it to him to create a baseline blueprint before you come back with what he needs.

Taking off into town with your share of the lists, you head right for the districts that surround your area of gathering and quickly get all your shopping done. Sure, you maybe didn't haggle very well in your rush and you might have paid nearly all of the full price for everything, but it was worth it!

Worth it, how exactly? For you to go ahead and scout the area that Wei Ying was left to plan for. It wouldn't be a bad idea to go ahead of time and scout out the area, yes?

Wrong. It had been a bad idea.

Getting to that area had lead to you tripping the traps of the town to the south, and the light it gave off could be seen for miles and miles in the darkness of the night. The late night sky, which caught the whole inns attention, became alive in alarm all around the two remaining cultivators. Of course, because of your elongated absence, your parnters began to worry.

Mostly, Wei Wuxian, who had already scouted the woods ahead of time in the daylight.

You sneaking back into the inn after the more paranoid people are swarming the garden to watch the light show is easy. Explaining what you did, with how your not exactly pleased with what you did yourself, was hard. Your adrenaline was running, and so was Wei Wuxian's.

Sleep deprivation, adrenaline, and indignation do not mix well.

"Why didn't you come back to the inn? We have a plan in mind and I could have told you the forest was trapped!" Wei Wuxian demands an answer.

You spit back at him, with venom. "It's a simple mistake, and we always have overlapping knowledge anyways! What would me going to the town be so bad?"

"Because it was trapped." He stresses. "I have a map of all the traps we were supposed to take down early in the morning, so we could double-check them."

Of course, Lan Zhan tries breaking this up and calming you both down. But the scene you both were making ended faster then his indecision could shake off...

"Fine then, if these traps are so difficult to handle and it'll need three cultivators all night... I'll prove it! I'll prove I could have done it tonight, myself." Your declaration is met with you picking up your satchel of supplies, the map of traps, and marching back out of the inn. "By morning, these traps will be gone!"

From the banister, Wei Wuxian calls to your back, "No, the traps aren't the problem, it's the fact all the traps are made like... flares..."

But you already left, ignoring both of your partners watching you from the banisters. They don't go after you because of your temper, and the knowledge that you often need time to yourself. For now, all the sleep deprived Wei Wuxian can do is hope you'll be back by morning. Lan Zhan decides on giving you three hours to calm down.

Three hours of rest, and they'll go looking for you.

Running through the forest and passing by multiple cut and defused wires and strings for the flares, Wei Wuxian and Lan Zhan are quiet as the former leads them to the town ravaged by war. The traps were clear all the way up to the town...

Once they make it there, they see signs of a struggle and obvious signs of unrest from the town. Swordsman from the clan they were trying to abolish from the city were sprawled out, dead or dying across the ground and isles of towers around the town. Civilians were mostly unharmed, but it was obvious they had suffered greatly for years.

By the time that they could find any trace of you as a person, it was your outer robes given to an older man who carried his own sword. He looked winded, leaning across the wall, but he looked very much full of vigor.

Stopping quickly, Wei Wuxian helped the man sit on the ground as he asked the important question: "What happened here?"

The old man answers. "It was nearly the dead of night and the curfew had begun for the town, when the old families magic traps set off flares of light into the sky and blinding the town. They were always inconvenient things, the lot. A man came out of the woods not two hours ago and started killing the old family with no mercy. The man was like a savior to this old town..."

He looks at his old sword. "The man was obviously tired by the time he got here, and I could tell he was tired. Injured as well. My family gave him medicine before more guards came. I tried protecting him, but he threw his jacket on my back, and ran off into the city. I don't know where that young man is now..."

Wei Wuxian becomes quite anxious as the story continues and Lan Zhan has to keep his arm across his partner to keep him calm. After thanking the old man, they leave him be as they run into the center of town.

"What if he's not alive and we find his body amongst soldiers?" Wei Wuxian panics. "Why didn't he listen to me? I didn't call him anything, but I know how he feels about being corrected... Did I say anything rude Lan Zhan?"

"No. He is prideful,and hasty. But he is resourceful. We have to trust him." Lan Zhan answers back, believing in your skills fully.

"I trust him." Wei Wuxian worries. "I don't trust this place! He's all alone, somewhere!"

Lan Zhan could tell the tiredness, anxiety, and fear was running Wei Ying to anxious ramblings. "Wei Ying. Trust him."

"Of course, of course... Trust him... Trust him..." Wei Wuxian repeats to himself, before muttering to Lan Zhan. "But if he is dead..."

Lan Zhan can hear it coming, and the thought of your fierce corpse didn't settle his own nerves at all. "Wei Ying."

"I know... I know..."

Getting to the town center has Lan Zhan drawing Bichen on the remaining soldiers that were trying to break into their own stronghold. The main house of the old family was mostly wooden with faded red lacquer across the floors and columns. A family of old money obviously wasn't living much longer in the city, as Wei Ying can see the old and children running for the gates. They weren't who they were here for, and nobody in town was attacking anyone outside of armor anyways.

Playing his tune for resentment, he gives orders for armor to be torn and the old family to be pushed from the city. Nothing more, nothing less. This whole process takes about thirty minutes, and they the fierce corpses fall back to the ground once they came.

Cutting their way into the second floor through the paper screens with Bichen was tense and bitter, and seeing soldier and soldier dead on the ground wasn't giving them much more hope...

... Until, they could hear the sound of tearing and grunts. Running there, they come into the room where you had found the families medicine stockpile and began dressing your wounds.

They ran over as fast as possible, chests lightening from the sight of you alive and moving. Lan Zhan takes over cleaning and dressing your leftover wounds as Wei Wuxian nearly falls as he sits beside you.

Wei Wuxian, tired in his voice and body, in no less sincere: "I'm so sorry we had a fight, we should be in bed right now... Why did you want to prove yourself so bad? You know we believe in your skills."

You answer with a wince at the medicine. "I get antsy... when war is around the corner. I can't stand to think of this town going another day with the old family that lives here, and our commissioners are so close to storming the town. I don't like innocent lives potentially getting killed..."

"But you ran in alone, how can one man protect the innocents in this city as he's killing the old family?" Wei Wuxian asks, still with worry deep in his voice.

His worry wears you down, and you look almost sheepish and sad. "I... believed you both would follow me eventually. I know I'm rash. It was a dumb train of thought, I know, because you look absolutely exhausted, Wei Ying... But I do care for you. I'm sorry..."

It was Lan Zhan who spoke up next. "And we, you. Wei Ying couldn't stop worrying about you on the way up here."

You tease him in good nature. "Lan Zhan, you weren't worried about me?"

Lan Zhan hums in a negative, before he answers you. "I know you could do it. Everyone from the old family is either old or young. No between."

"Wait... So everyone in armor is basically old men and women?" You question, and something almost clicks in your mind. "... So that means our targets..."

"Escaped. Probably after the first flare." Lan Zhan answers.

"Fuck..." Both you and Wei Wuxian groan, but at least you rest upon each other's shoulders as Lan Zhan finishes your wounds. Lan Zhan sits on your remaining open side, and also leans on you too. A little rest, is in order.

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[boonsmoon]

Are there any other rules for making requests? Like are there any specific characters or other topics you will or won't cover? Are there any other fandoms you cover? How many characters can we ask about in a single request? And will we get less headcanons if we ask for more characters? For Persona specifically, can we ask about Confidants or characters from side games? Feel free to add anything else. Sorry about all the questions, just want to be sure. Thanks and have a fantastic day!

I'm gonna turn this into my new pinned post so don't mind the first portion.

You may call me Xepher. I'm 18+ and in college, so reqs might be slow. I go by she/her and my first (and only) language is English. Warning: I don’t proof read, more like briefly scan so you can correct me.

Masterlist

Let's make this easy and sort into sections lol

Characters

WILL:

Children (PLATONIC ONLY)

Teens (mostly platonic, late teens could be romantic)

Adults (platonic + romantic)

Robot/Mech (full on robo will be platonic, but mech features can be romantic)

WON'T:

Animal (like full on, animal features are OK) i.e. dog reader x dog character = no reader with cat tail x character = yes Characters like Morgana are the exception with being humanoid

Genres/Dynamics

WILL:

Character x reader (m + f)

Character x character

You can request multiple genres i.e. fluff to angst

Fluff

Angst (not good, but I try)

Horror (I'll give it my best shot)

Platonic

Romantic

Oneshot

Headcanons

WON'T:

Lime/Lemon

Yandere (clingy OK)

Dead Dove

Incest/Pedophilia/Abuse

Character x OC

Fandoms (more will be added)

WILL:

Record of Ragnarok (ROR)

Ragna Crimson

Howl's Moving Castle (Movie)

Legend of Zelda (LOZ)

Heaven Official's Blessing (TGCF)

The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation (MDZS)

Metal Gear Rising: Revengeance (MGRR)

Devil May Cry (DMC)

A Date With Death (ADWD)

Tokyo Debunker

The above are part of a list already, the below are unofficial fandoms

Ashidaka - The Iron Hero will likely be added soon

I'm currently on the fence for MADK and Hazbin Hotel

There is also a possibility for Hellsing in the future

Any character from the unofficial fandoms will NOT be turned down, but also will not be a priority

WON'T:

I will write any fandom listed, the reason it's like that is because I probably won't know most fandoms outside what I have

Limits

I would prefer 3 or less characters in one request, however if you go one or two over it won't be ignored, just will take vastly longer

Headcanons will NOT be shortened if there are more characters, I usually have a lot to write headcanon wise, so they'll all be beefy

Persona

Persona isn't on the list and probably won't be anytime soon, BUT if it ever does get added, I will allow Confidants or side game characters

Where To Request

My inbox is open if I'm taking requests; but you can comment your request too

If my inbox is closed that means I'm not taking requests, anything commented will be ignored or pushed very far back

Hope this answered all questions you and anyone else had

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a week long poll because im gonna b busy this week 🙁

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[kikyan]

hi!! I just found this blog and I can't say I don't absolutely love it!!

I just read poly lan zhan and wei wuxian.

so I'm wondering if you could write something like that!! maybe with a really strong reader or the reader from the wen clan.

I would prefer male reader but I understand if you want to make it gn!!

love your work by the way!! <3

Thank you for your support, omg I’m sorry I’ve been on an unofficial break and had a lot to return to! Thanks for understanding with the GN reader since that’s what I’m most comfortable with! 

I tend to write separate headcanons for them but tbh, at this point I’m going to write them together. I’ve seen the animation (donghua) and the live action, currently reading the novels! The animation and the drama are a bit different, in the drama the Wen Clan was a part of the event the Gusu clan held but in the animation, that wasn’t a thing so I’m going to stick with the animation. WWX did meet Wen Ning during the sunshot campaign if I remember correctly? Regardless, the Wen clan are slightly hated at this point. Minus the exceptions (Wen Ning and Wen Qing’s small branch), the Wen clan is full of arrogant and ego full assholes who nobody likes. While you try your hardest not to be like them, people still lump you with them. 

I like to think that LWJ doesn’t exactly hold any negative emotions towards you, you’re just. . .there. WWX however, is a mix. You’re apart of the Wen clan so at first he may be a bit like on guard, but he’s not one to judge too quickly so he waits to see how you are before affirming his belief. Once he deems you’re not a threat and just misunderstood, he tries to do that playful teasing. 

“You’re a sight for sore eyes, normally the Wen clan is full of inexperienced yet proud members.” 

While he may be correct, it hurts to have your name disrespected. You try to avoid WWX as much as possible and focus on your mission, but he’s always around. I think the main point is what you chose to do when the Wen Clan tries to take control. Are you going to stand up for the others or are you going to assert power. LWJ, I’m gonna be honest, I don’t see him liking anyone other than WWX, so while I have written headcanons for him in the romantic sense, he’s doing it for WWX. LWJ may end up forming platonic feelings, but probably not romantic. So having that in mind, I think LWJ would enjoy knowing that even in the Wen Clan, there are still some good people. He’d probably give advice or support you, try to guide you into doing the right thing. WWX is probably the person who probably thinks power dynamics are somewhat attractive. He loves assertion! I don’t exactly have much to add, during the battle they probably hope you haven’t died or on apposing sides. When the small Wen Clan branch is being murdered they also hope you have gotten to safety. WWX would probably try his hardest to ensure you survive. LWJ would also, he really admires the strength you have to go against your own clan even if it’s wrong (secretly until after WWX dies because he did go against his clan and received I think 300 slashes?) 

#yandere mdzs #yandere mdzs x reader #yandere wei wuxian x reader #yandere lan wangji #yandere lan zhan #yandere wei ying #yandere grandmaster of demonic cultivation #yandere #yandere x y/n #yandere x reader #yandere x darling #yandere x you #yandere headcanons #yandere headcannons #yandere imagines

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This is either going to get me cancelled or become the start of a revolution BUT.

I was having a mind boggling thought where Jiang Cheng and Jin Zixuan are a ship? And I was thinking about this and how Jin Ling would get raised by the two (they form a close bond over losing their sister and wife), and it would be chaotic but also bittersweet??

but then that idea got crushed once my mind cleared and it dawned on me that Jin Zixuan dies before Yanli (sadge). 😔

But regardless, if anyone can entertain this thought of mine, please,,, I am begging. Please entertain me.

#River goes insane part I-lost-count #jiang cheng x jin zixuan has potential I SWEAR #LIKE IT HAS PROBABLY HAPPENED FAR TOO MANY TIMES IN HISTORY WHERE THEY LOSE THEIR SIBLING/PARTNER AND GET TOGETHER TO OVERCOME TRAUMA #I SWEAR I’M BEING NORMAL 😭😭 #which reminds me… I still need to make the Jiang Cheng x Reader fic #mdzs brainrotting #mdzs #mo dao zu shi #grandmaster of demonic cultivation #魔道祖师

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Burst into Blossom - 1

Characters: Original Female Lead, MDZS cast 

Word Count: 2.5k

Warnings: This series will have some heavy content, depending on the audience. These elements are littered throughout so I can not give you a descriptive list. If you don’t want to take the risk then I advise you not to read it. Thank you. 

In a rash moment of her youth, Li Zhaoyun committed a terrible mistake that not even ten thousand reincarnations can fix. As a result, she was able to learn how tall the heavens and earth are as well as how many dangers there are in a lifetime.

The night is a period that always gives one a gloomy, ghastly feeling, making people unable to fully cherish its endless beauty. However, it is not the darkness that covers every organism under its black layers that makes people naturally avoid it but whatever happens behind the thick layer of fog.

On a certain night, countless footsteps rashly echoed into the chilly night sky, leaving swish swashing sounds behind in the dangerous bamboo forest. After hearing it, a woman hastily emerged from the bamboo grove, one hand holding a branch drenched in blood, the other, holding on to a small child.

This person’s expression was as white as snow, sweat drenching her entire body. Her raggy inner clothes were drenched in a sight of red blossoms, making her look exactly like a female demon who enjoys harming others. Just from the intense smell of blood and the form as rigid as ice is enough for people to acknowledge that their wounds are not light.

The child within her hold, hugs her sleeves tightly, “Niang*.”

*Niang (娘) - mother*

When the woman heard the calls of the child, she gently stroked her head, comforting her, “ Do not be afraid, niang is here.”

When the child heard this, the yatou* immediately shakes her head, hands tightening her hold of the sleeve, “ I am not scared. Is niang alright?”

*Yatou (丫头) - girl, can be use as a term of endearment or insult*

“ I am fine, we’re almost there, try to hold out for a bit more.”

The little yatou nods her head, arms wrapped tightly around the women’s neck. Her eyes stared intensely at the back like someone was going to jump out from the groves.

Even though the little yatou looked a bit pitiful, no one can dare lie about the perceptiveness of her eyes, a worldly contrast to her current appearance. With just a light glance, it is enough to know that she is not of a common background. To summarize, her eyes are like a tiger's, no prey would dare to act under nose unless they want to bring danger to their home.

Suddenly, another person came out of the grove. This time, it was of the appearance of an older man, dressed not as proper as the others but the clothes were still of lavish materials, hinting that he is from a large clan. Even if he is from such a clan, just by looking at the situation, one would understand his own nature.

Before the woman can react, an arrow shoots through the air towards her, hitting the woman's back. Having just witnessed that, the small child screamed out but got blocked by her niang’s hand over her mouth. The little child’s hands were covered in blood, clothes turning a dark crimson.

“ Where do you want to go, beauty? I have yet to be finished with you, even if you grow wings, you will never escape from me!”

The woman looked at the old man’s face, unable to resist a teasing smile from appearing on her lips, spitting out a disdainful comment. “ Yang Zhucheng, I can not believe you can lower yourself to this extent.”

When the old man heard the scornful comment, his facial expression darken. He originally wanted to bring the woman back to become his consort but changed his mind after the insult. “ Unruly woman! Let laozun* educate you in the stead of your zhangfu*!”

*Laozun (老尊) - old honorable, a term to address oneself in place of I*

*Zhangfu (丈夫) - husband*

Hearing his unbelievable words, the woman glared at him, “ Educate me? You have the capability?”

Taking in the woman’s words, Yang Zhucheng stroked his beard as he replied, “ Why do I not have any capability? What does your clan have that is worthy of the people’s worship? Maybe from following the demonic ways!”

Initially, the woman’s face was snow whitebut after hearing his words, her expression farken several tones. “ Stop talking! You do not have the right to speak ill of my clan!”

“ At least, Zhongjian Yangshi can return to the right path unl–”

Before the old man could finish, the woman was quick to interrupt him, “ Yang Zhucheng, you shameless person!”

“ Clearly a noble woman of great lineage, who’s fame reaches the end of the sky but does not know any better. You see, such a person should die with a non-intact body!”

Hearing those words from the old men, the yatou peaked up from behind her niang, pointing her finger towards him. “ You!”

The old man raises his eyebrows at the yatou’s yelling. His eyes brightened up with disgusting interest as he thought of a way to convince the beauty.

The old man approached them, staring intently at the child as a smile appear on his lips. In a blink, the distance between them shortened immensely. “ Or… I capture your child, command people to spread rumors about how Da Xiaojie* of Honglin Lishi has already followed the demonic ways to strengthen the reputation of her clan despite her young age. And after having enough fun and decided to run away. I’m afraid that this lifetime, the cold will not live peacefully!”

*Da Xiaojie (大小姐) - eldest lady*

As she heard that, the furen* bit her lips enough to draw blood. She hugged the child closer to her body, trying to cover the existence of the child away from the old man. “ Even a child can’t escape from you! You are dressed like an animal*”

*Furen (夫人) - term of address to a married woman*

*Dressed like an animal (衣冠禽兽) - an idiom, describing an immoral and despicable person.*

The child cowered in fear within her niang’s holds, shivering in fear. Her eyes brimmed with liquid yet to fall. “ Niang.”

Suddenly, the woman’s arms relax, no longer holding the child. Li furen stands up while looking at his sickening appearance. “ Li An, run.”

The child shakes her head, hugging her niang’s thigh. “ I’m not going. I’m not going.”

Yang Zhucheng smiles, “ Stupid yatou.”

Li furen pushed Li An away with all her might, eyes glaring at her, wanting her to follow her wishes. “ Gun*”

*Gun (滚) - Get lost, in a rude manner*

Hearing that, Li An can only look up at her, shakingly bringing herself to stand up.  

“ Beauty, what do you want to do?”

Seeing the child standing up, Li furen turned back to face Zhu Yangcheng. “ If you want to bring me back, then die with me!” Li furen immediately rushed towards him.

Yang Zhucheng quickly stepped back to dodge, almost getting hit by the branch. After that, he aimed a punch at the bloody wound.

Li An panicked, letting out a scream, “ Niang!”  

“ Why are you still here? Gun!”

The old man let out a long sigh, “ Unexpectedly, the infamous Li furen has this kind of ending.” He bent down, fingers petting Li furen’s jade-like face slowly moving towards her smooth black hair. Before he can go elsewhere, something hard yet round hit his head. “ Despicable yatou! Wait for me, beauty. Once I finish dealing with that yatou, I will come back for you.”

Upon hearing that, Li An panicked, body shaking to the extent of dropping the rock. She falls down to the ground miserably as her legs can no longer support her weight. “ Don’t come over here! Don’t come over! Don’t come over!”

Li furen shakingly extend out her hand, “ An…er*.”

*Er (儿) - by adding er behind the name, it becomes a term of endearment, especially for parents to call their kids*

Li An, at the moment, still could not stand up, eyes intensely staring at the possessed-like smile of Yang Zhucheng. “ Don’t come here! I said, don’t come here!”

Yang Zhucheng continues to approach her, lips curling into a horrendous smile, “ I want to see how capable the Da Xiaojie of Honglin Lishi is!”

“ Don’t come over! Don’t come over! AHhh!”

At that point, Li Zhaoyun’s eyes sprung open, body jumping out of bed. She immediately placed her hand over her chest, feeling her heartbeat. Once she had found it, she let out a long exhale before wiping the sweat on her forehead off. Although her entire body is sweating profusely, Li Zhaoyun felt as cold as ice.”

“ Another dream.”

From the age of six, Li Zhaoyun has been dreaming the same exact nightmare of an event she cannot remember. Just as she opens her eyes, her consciousness returning to reality, it was as if she did not just went through a night of being paralized in bed, unable to escape the illusion. Her memory of the nightmare would be forgotten, making her unable to remember anything. Even years later, she was still unable to remember what had happened.

Li Zhaoyun shakily pushed herself out of bed, legs barely able to support her body. Looking around her round, she realized that it was still dark, only being illuminated by a single candle, creating a hazy light. “It’s still choushi*.”

*Choushi (丑时) - two hours period between 1AM and 3 AM*

After changing her robes, Li Zhaoyun reached over the table to grab a long yet slim white fabric with spider lilies, the motif of Honglin Lishi sewn on them and tie it around her hair tightly. After putting on another layer, Li Zhaoyun step out of her room towards Huaji Tai.

Huaji Tai is the place for all of Honglin Lishi’s disciples to cultivate their sword play. Huaji talks about the use of youthful times to focus on cultivation, and not worry about the mortal world. Tai talks about the sword-fights between disciples to increase one’s potential.

Standing in front of the gate, Li Zhaoyun glanced at the sign and smiled. Although it is still dark, Huaji Tai has always calmly welcomed her.

Huaji Tai remains unchangeable four seasons, tirelessly watching over Honglin and Luohua Fort. Truly the only place that survived after the Yi Xian Battle.

She quietly stopped up the familiar steps and directly entered Huaji Tai.

A few years have passed yet this place remains the same.

Suddenly, Li Zhaoyun stopped in her tracks, looking at her surroundings.

Strange, why did I sense a commotion?

However, before Li Zhaoyun can lift up her feet, a servant has come in front of her. “ Li xiaojie, Li Zongzhu* wants to meet you.”

*Zongzhu (宗主) - head of clan*

Hearing that, Li Zhaoyun glanced at her, “ Gumu* wants to meet me?”

*Gumu (姑母) - father’s married sister*

“ Yes.”

“ Why is gumu calling me at this time?”

She continues to stare at the little yatou, making her entire body shiver. “ Nubi* don’t know.”

*Nubi (女婢) - maidservants or female slaves, can be use as a term of address instead of “I” when talking to a person of higher authority*

Li Zhaoyun closes her eyes before opening them, letting out a sigh. “ Good*, wait a bit for me.”

*Hao (好) - Good/ Fine/Alright, can be answered with a similar meaning to Yes, accepting the proposal*

*******

Upon another mountain, a game of go has been abandoned. The pieces, half has already been carefully positioned on the board while the rest has yet to appear, swayed along with the wind. Sitting on each side are two middle aged people who were intently staring at the board. The one who holds the white pieces is a woman, with jade-like skin, hair as dark as the night yet still made people admire her upon hearing her name. She wore a crimson robe.

“ Li Zongzhu, Da Xiaojie is waiting outside.”

Li Yanxia looked at the door and nodded, “ Let her come in.”

“ Yes,” the servant answered before quickly leaving the room.

“ These past two years have gone by in a blink of an eye. Guanyu, how do you think Yun-er is doing?” Li Yanxia looks at the person who’s facing towards the valley, looking at the scenery of Honglin.

“ I am not sure.”

“ Yun-er is the one and only daughter of you, Li Guanyu. How do you not know how she is doing?”

Before he can talk back, the servant reenters. “ Li Zongzhu, Li Da Xiaojie have arrived.”

“ Go.”

“ Yes.”

Before coming here, Li Zhaoyun returned to her room to change into a more proper robe. She stepped into the room before making a bow. “ Li An greets gumu, fuqin*”

*Fuqin (父亲) - father*

Li Yanxia smiled, coming to help her stand up. “ In the two years we haven’t met, Yun-er has matured.” Li Guanyu nods his head, slowly approaching Li Yanxia and Li Zhaoyun. “ Li An thank gumu,” Li Zhaoyun answered before looking in the direction of Li Guanyu. “ Li An greets fuqin.”

Like the last time, Li Guanyu did not answer.

Seeing that, Li Yanxia closed her eyes, letting out a long sigh. “ I won’t interfere with your own matters but today I have called the both of you about political matters, not reconnecting the both of you.”

Recognizing the tense atmosphere, Li Zhaoyun asked, “ Gumu, what have you called Li An today for?”

Back to the topic, Li Yanxia answered, “ Have you ever heard of Qinghe Nieshi?”

Li Zhaoyun furrows her eyebrow, Qinghe Nieshi? Why does this name sound familiar?

While thinking, she mindlessly asked. “ Gumu, are you talking about the central continent’s Qinghe Nieshi?”

Li Yanxia nods her head, “ Yes, the head of Qinghe Nieshi will be visiting Honglin.”

Visiting Honglin? Honglin Lishi, over the years, has not made any contact with those in the central continent so why is this happening?

“ The reason you have called Li An is also related to this matter?”

While Li Yanxia nodded her head, Li Guanyu glanced at her with an unreadable expression.

After hearing it, Li Zhaoyun can’t restrain herself, mindlessly standing there. What do you want Li An to do? “ Gumu, why do the people of Qinghe Nieshi want to come visit Honglin?”

Li Yanxia does not answer, suddenly glance over to look at Li Guanyu. Noticing something out of the ordinary, Li Zhaoyun continues to stare at the two seniors, trying to find any clues. “ Our Honglin Lishi has long not enter the political scene, especially of the central continent’s. However, currently… such a ch–”

Unable to finish, she flinched at Li Guanyu’s glance, putting her head down, not daring to continue speaking. Even though he is also wearing the crimson robes of Honglin Lishi, she feels coldness seeping to her core at his stare.

Seeing Li Zhaoyun’s change in posture, Li Yanxia could only shake her head and continue, “ Yun-er, do you still remember the reason why I let you leave?”

She immediately nods as Li Yanxia changes the topic, “ Yes. Gumu wants Li An to observe the changes outside of Honglin.”

Li Yanxia smiles, “ And…”

Li Zhaoyun glanced up, looking into Li Yanxia’s eyes and gently answered, “ You want Li An…”

#mdzs #mdzs x reader #the untamed #mdzs fanfiction #the untamed x reader #untamed #wei wuxian #lan wangji #original female character #grandmaster of demonic cultivation #grandmaster of demonic arts #fanfiction #Mintvender