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yinyangbuns · 1 year
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Refuge
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Wei Wuxian was a troublemaker.
He was loud, and unrestrained, and he liked to goof off. He was always teasing and playing pranks. He was reckless.
But he was not irresponsible, no matter what the rumors said.
He was smart, and he made sure things got done. The Jiang disciples loved their shixiong; they respected him, even as they laughed with him.
But just because he made their work enjoyable, did not mean that he didn’t make them work.
His drills were framed lightly, and if they were truly struggling he did not hesitate to step in and help, but they were rigorous.
No one who watched Wei Wuxian’s training drills could claim that they were lacking - with the exception, as always, of one Madam Yu.
But the boring truth could not stand up to the enormity of the rumors.
Wei Wuxian was trouble. This was one thing that everybody seemed to agree on.
(He let it roll like so much water off his back. Sometimes, he thought he could almost feel it bead there, like water droplets on the beaten wood of the old boats, refusing to leave him, sticking to his skin like a cold sweat.)
He may be trouble. He may bring chaos and destruction wherever he roams. He has heard such things so often that somewhere in the back of his mind, he has already accepted them as irrefutable truth.
But he has never been able to sit idly while he could be doing something, anything at all to help.
Madam Yu is a fighter; to surrender is unthinkable. She would - and will - fight to her death when the Wen come and bring the sect down with her.
She is the type of person to go down with her ship, cursing the skies even as the water closes over her head.
Wei Wuxian, however, has always known the value of a strategic retreat, has known it since he was on the streets, throwing his only food to the side so the dogs would chase it and not him, relying again and again on the half-and-half chances that he wouldn’t earn a new wound in the mold of sharp teeth by the end of the day. The chances that they would find whatever morsel he had picked up more tantalizing than himself, easy pickings and barely able to run away on legs shaky with exhaustion.
What this means is that when the Wen come to destroy Lotus Pier, they will not destroy the Jiang.
What this means, is that Wei Wuxian has a plan.
(He spends days scribbling furiously in his sickbed. He is not strong enough to walk more than ten paces, in those early days, but he can write, and his brain works just fine, and all he can think about is the fate of the Lan, and the boon that is Yunmeng’s river, and the threat of war looming ever-closer. The Wen will come; Wei Wuxian swears to himself that they will not stay.)
Madam Yu may be first lady of Lotus Pier, but Wei Wuxian is head disciple.
He will not allow the disciples who rely on him to die like cattle under his watch.
As soon as he is cleared to walk, he calls the youngest of the disciples to him. He takes them out, plays games with them, shows them sneaky ways to hide themselves and emphasizes the importance of staying together. He shows them how to swim quietly under the boards of the decks of Lotus Pier; shows them the quickest ways to leave without drawing attention. He prepares them in the best way he knows how to without scaring them. He plays games with ulterior motives and gives them tight hugs and prays to whatever gods will listen that they remain safe.
He sends the littlest ones home with lotus seeds in their pockets and whatever excuses he can think up in the moment, and hopes that someday there will be a sect for them to return to.
The older disciples meet a much different version of their Shixiong than they are used to. He is serious, and his eyes are calculating, and his hands are white-knuckled around his writing brush. The Wei Wuxian they meet is tight-lipped and stoic.
The Wei Wuxian they meet is preparing for war.
The Wei Wuxian they meet has sketches of Lotus Pier spread out in front of him, exit routes marked clearly and distinctly, with arrays scribbled erratically in the margins with arrows pointing to different areas of the compound. Arrays for confusion, for cloaking. Arrays for escape.
The Wei Wuxian they meet discusses with them in a quiet but confident voice the evacuation plan for the servants and disciples of Lotus Pier, and sends out scouts to watch for the advance of Wen that the main Jiang family refuse to believe in the possibility of.
The Wei Wuxian they meet shoves talismans and checklists in their hands as he talks about fire on a mountain, and a sect leader dead, and a sect heir silent with a broken leg, forced to walk day after day.
Wei Wuxian is their head disciple.
He is achingly, painfully young.
And he is bound and determined to protect them against an army.
(The disciples decide, then and there, that they are going to protect him as well.)
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mzvd · 9 months
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Meishan Yu!Fem!WWX? Anyone?
This is probably gonna flop, but what are your thoughts on a Meishan Yu Adopts WWX AU? Preferably fem! WWX to capitalize on the matriarchal assassin sect fanon, but male WWX works too(?) Somewhat(?). Though little girl WWX would be more likely to be accepted into Meishan if a Senior Disciple saves her from dogs JFM style and recognizes her talent for cultivation.
So they bring her in, teach her cultivation and assassination techniques, and once they realize her genius, place her in lessons with Meishan's spiritual weapon makers and talisman masters. Her skill and talent set her up for a position as a personal handmaiden/bodyguard prospect for one of the young ladies of the main family.
YZY, acknowledging that her only daughter had a weak cultivation and couldn't defend herself once she leaves the safety of Lotus Pier to marry into Lanling Jin, writes a letter to her mother, the head of Meishan Yu, to send some of their finest disciples to come to LP and serve as JYL's handmaidens/bodyguards. Naturally, wwx is one of the girls sent to LP.
To be continued...?
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madbalalaika · 4 months
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Commission for my dearest friend @teilzeiteinhorn 💖 A scene from a MDZS fanfic love, in fire and blood by cicer
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meliponeon · 10 months
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[Through the darkness with you] Part 2/?
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(YLLZ x LWJ AU-Prepare for the angst). Will Wei Ying change his mind?
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wangxianficrecs · 9 days
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💙 Caught in 4k by KizuKatana
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🔒💙 Caught in 4k
by KizuKatana (@kizukatana)
E, Series, WIP, 184k, Wangxian
Summary: A night-hunt goes wrong, and Wei Wuxian is scapegoated for the death of the Jiang Sect Leader and the destroyed core of the Jiang Sect Heir. As punishment, his core is taken and given to Jiang Cheng, and he is stripped of his cultivation credentials and expelled from the sect. What everyone forgot was that Wei Wuxian was wearing the standard issue body camera that each cultivator wore on training missions and high-risk night-hunts. Struggling to make ends meet, Wei Wuxian finds his way to Caiyi Town with the doctor who performed the surgery, a partial core still secretly in place. His application to work at Cloud Recesses is summarily rejected by the hard-edged Second Jade of Lan after an unfortunate initial encounter. But things change when someone hacks into the Jiang systems and releases the footage of what happened. Kay's comments: The series is still a WIP, but the main story is complete! I am so weak for Kizu's modern AUs with cultivation, they are great. Especially the world building and how the cultivation society might function in a modern AU shines in this story. Definitely not a story for fans of the Jiang family, but a story for everyone who wants to see some retribution for the things Wei Wuxian went through. Here, Jiang Fengmian dies during a night-hunt accident where Jiang Cheng's golden core gets destroyed and Madam Yu makes Wei Wuxian give his golden core to him, unfortunately for her, his body-cam is still filming everything. Wei Wuxian finds himself taken in by Wen Qing and her family and we get the sweetest found family and Dadxian vibes here and then meets Lan Wangji as well, who's highly judgemental at first but soon finds himself drawn to Wei Wuxian as well. This story really got it all, the drama, the horny, the softness, the restitution & humor. Excerpt: Still Wei Wuxian forced himself to at least try one last time. “You could also interview me. Have me talk to your best talisman experts,” Wei Wuxian said, forcing himself to keep the desperation out of his voice. “Interviews are scheduled based on receipt of proper credentials and references.” “I don’t have any, at least not right now. But that doesn’t mean I wouldn’t be a great teacher.” “No references, no interview.” “Come on. Look, ask me anything about talismans. You’re an experienced cultivator, right? So you must know enough to at least interview me to see if I know what I’m talking about.” “Simply ‘knowing about something’ is not sufficient. Our lecturers are renown cultivators, and masters in their fields. No references, no interview.” Wei Wuxian felt frustration well up in him, especially at the reminder that Lan Wangji didn’t see him as a cultivator. No one would, in his current condition. Why would they? He didn’t have a functional core, which was the main scale against which all cultivation efforts were measured. He thought he had done a good job of not getting his hopes up about the teaching position, but the suffocating feeling constricting his chest was calling him out for being a liar. He should have known better. Why did he never learn? Some people had luck on their said, but Wei Wuxian had never been one of them. “Right. Of course. Because it would be impossible for someone who wasn’t born to the fucking clan nobility to ever actually be good at something, and the cost of taking the mastery test makes sure that other people can’t do it!” Lan Wangji’s lips parted slightly, like he might say something, but his expression was as opaque and emotionless as before. Wei Wuxian didn’t need to sit around and listen to him defend the clan system. “Good to know that the Lan are just the same as all the other sects,” Wei Wuxian continued, his lips twisting into a sarcastic smile. “Thanks for making that clear.”
pov alternating, modern setting, modern with magic, yu ziyuan being an asshole, dysfunctional jiang family, jiang family bashing, canon divergence, golden core reveal, burial mounds ensemble as family, golden core transfer, golden core transfer fix-it, top lan wangji/bottom wei wuxian, dual cultivation, strangers to lovers, misunderstandings, meet ugly, families of choice, hurt/comfort, emotional hurt/comfort
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tbgkaru-woh · 1 year
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Arranged marriage, the gay version
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silverflame2724 · 1 year
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Run Rabbit Run Rabbit AU
A-Yuan accidentally triggers a experimental talisman near the blood pool and is transformed into a bunny as witnessed by Wei Wuxian. It's easily reversed but Wei Wuxian realises the talisman is reusable and has a Idea.
A month later as the cultivation world panics over the disappearance of Wei Wuxian and the Wen Remnants, on a totally unrelated note Lan Wangji is puzzling over the sudden appearance of 30ish raggedy half starved Bunnies in the Gusa back hills.
Because let's be honest those fluffballs are spoilt rotten and live better lives than the Wen Remnants and the Wen Remnants deserve a bit of spoiling.
Lan Wangji decidedly refuses to exorcise the Fierce Corpse Bunny because its harmless and a timid sweetie, also they're rabbits. It's Lan Wangji's opinion that If a fluffy bunny comes back to life and tries to kill you then clearly you deserve anything and everything that's coming to you.
Wei Wuxian probably reveals himself at some point to Lan Wangji, probably because Lan Wangji confesses his love for the missing Wei Wuxian in front of bunny Wei Wuxian who drops the transformation out of shock.
Takes place after Lan Wangji's visit to Yiling.
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Wen Qing was going to bury him six feet under once she found out what he’d done. Not to say that it was his fault! He was trying out some new talismans and A’ Yuan just happened to come into his cave. Now normally, Wei Wuxian would drop everything to go play with his previous radish but he was so close to finishing his idea that he gave A’ Yuan some random paper to draw on to keep him busy.
“Ow!” A’ Yuan cried as his finger was pricked against a sharp rock. Wei Wuxian watched as his blood dropped onto a talisman that had been stuck to the back of the paper and activate.
“Shit! A’ Yuan!!” Wei Wuxian scrambled to try and stop the talisman but it was too late.
When the glow from the talisman cleared. A’ Yuan was nowhere to be found. However…..a bunny took his place.
Wei Wuxian blinked. “A’ Yuan?” He asked slowly.
The bunny nodded.
Wei Wuxian sat slowly down and brought the bunny A’ Yuan to his lap. He needed to process for a bit.
He picked up the talisman that had just activated and quickly wrote down the design of it.
Animal transformation.
How had he not thought of this before?! With this, the Wens could escape from this place and be safe! Cause no one would think to look for bunnies. But…where could they go? There had to be a place that they could survive in. Bunnies were prey animals so they were often hunted by bigger predators.
Suddenly, a voice rang in his head. Pets are forbidden.
Gusu.
If they went there, where animals were scarce, then maybe….they could survive.
It was a gamble. But they were living on borrowed time anyways.
Wen Qing walked into the cave just as a plan cemented in his mind. She looked around and seemed like she was about to scold him when he sprung the plan on her.
She was quiet for a bit, then asked two things.
One, if Wen Ning could be transformed. And two, where was A’ Yuan?
To the first question, Wei Wuxian called Wen Ning right away and it worked pretty well. To the second, he wrote a reversing talisman placed it on both Wen Ning and A’ Yuan and hid behind Wen Ning to avoid the needles.
Wen Qing yelled at him for being careless with his talismans but agreed to bring the plan up with the others.
“And make sure to improve the talisman do we could choose when to become human or bunny. It’ll be difficult to have one of us constantly stay human in order to write up the reversing talismans.”
Wei Wuxian agreed - but only for the reversing to be done by him, Wen Qing, and Wen Ning. It was safer that way. - and got right to work.
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Three days later, Wei Wuxian bought new robes to disguise himself and brought the Wen remnants turned bunnies to Gusu. It was easy enough to break through their wards and transport the bunnies every so often as he couldn’t take all of them in one go. It took a few weeks to get them all transferred but it was done. Luckily, it seemed like there was already a bunny warren near Lan Wangji’s house.
With his notes and inventions safely buried underneath Lan Wangji’s house, Wei Wuxian turned himself into a bunny and happily hopped around his new home.
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Lan Wangji returned from his recent night hunt only to see a multitude of new bunnies that had somehow appeared overnight.
It seemed like they had moved due to sparse food due to how thin they all looked. Lan Wangji immediately went to the kitchens to ask for some rabbit food and got to feeding them all and building a bigger burrow for them.
As he returned he noticed how one of them looked odd. Like it was too stiff or something. He picked up the rabbit and realized that it was an undead. Despite this, Lan Wangji did not purify the poor thing. Because if a bunny held such resentment towards you that it came back to life just to kill you, then you probably deserve it.
In any case, there were a ton more bunnies abound and Lan Wangji basked in their fluffiness for a good shichen.
He was content.
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Until he wasn't.
It had been a month since the bunnies arrived and Lan Wangji recently got the news that Wei Ying and the Wens had disappeared from the Burial Mounds.
Apparently, a Jin disciple had passed by the Mounds and while there was usually a barrier to ward off intruders, nothing was there except for some decaying houses.
Everyone was in a panic not knowing where they went and soon a hunt was organized for them. Lan Wangji was angered by this, knowing that Wei Ying had done no wrong.
He stomped to the bunny fields and aggressively but gently pet a bunch of the bunnies.
"Those people--" He hissed. "Xiongzhang too! I cannot believe he would just....ignore my words! I told him. I told him the truth about the Wen Remnants Wei Ying rescued and he would still believe Jin Guangyao over me!"
A cold nose bumped against his cheek. The black bunny he'd been petting perhaps sensed his turmoil and nuzzled against him. He petted the adorable thing more.
Lan Wangji sighed angrily. "Why does Xiongzhang not believe me?" He whispered mournfully. "I'm not my father. I don't--I'm not--"
The bunny in his arms chirped and a bunch of other bunnies piled on top of him. Lan Wangji soon forgot about his angers and simply fell asleep buried in the warmth. It's not like he has anything else to do today.
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Wei Wuxian was amazed. Wow. Lan Zhan talks so much to his bunny friends.
It had been a year or so since then and Wei Wuxian and the Wens had regained their lost weight, enjoying the rabbit food - mainly vegetables - that they've been given. Perhaps because of his rabbit form or because he hadn't had good food in years, he quite enjoyed these meals without complaint.
Wei Wuxian received news of the outside world from Lan Zhan and his various complaints and sighed in relief that the search for them had stopped. But Lan Zhan...... He sighed, his heart warming. Lan Zhan really did his best to support him. Wei Wuxian had never though Lan Zhan would go so far for him. But perhaps he should have expected it. Lan Zhan was too good.
But.....he seemed sad recently.
A year after Wei Wuxian had "disappeared" from the world, Lan Wangji began playing sad songs on his guqin and sighing Wei Wuxian's name mournfully. He sometimes even played that song he played Wei Wuxian in the Xuanwu cave and Wei Wuxian didn't know why his heart ached so much.
He wanted to comfort Lan Wangji in his human form and tell him that everything would be alright, but he couldn't risk being seen. He could only do his best to smother his in bunny fluff.
It was always seemed to make Lan Zhan smile.
......
Lan Wangji finally confessed what he was worrying about two years later. He plopped down gracefully in the bunny field and Wei Wuxian hopped towards him. He was subsequently picked up and give the best pets ever when Lan Wangji spoke.
"If I knew he would leave the cultivation world for good, I shouldn't have been afraid to say all that I wanted to say to him.”
Wei Wuxian titled his bunny head at him.
“I should have told Wei Ying that I loved him. That all I wanted to do was take him back here and protect him."
Wei Wuxian.exe stopped working for a good few minutes. Then he rebooted and felt his body heat up as his mind filtered through a series of ????? and ?!!!!! and !!!!!!!.
Lan Zhan......Lan Zhan likes- no, loves me?! In that way????? How long???
And then.
I have a chance? Then his mind computed what he just thought of and flushed red. No. No, no, no. It couldn't be that I......I like him too? But, I mean, it makes sense. I obsessed over him so much in my youth and was even so worried about being on his bad side. But....ahhhhh! What do I do? What should I say? I wasn't prepared to hear anything like this!
Wei Wuxian was so deep into his own panic that he didn't see the stiffening of Lan Wangji's hands as his transformation was undone. He only realized when Lan Wangji spoke in a cracked voice, "Wei Ying?"
Wei Wuxian looked down at Lan Wangji from where he was perched in in lap and promptly combusted. "A-Ah, Lan Zhan. Funny seeing you here, hahaha....."
"Wei Ying?" Lan Wangji looked so confused that Wei Wuxian would have pinched his cheeks had he been less panicked. "What--How?"
Wei Wuxian was caught. "Ah....well, it's a bit of a long story."
Lan Wangji stared at him, unblinking.
"Umm, so. This is what happened....." Wei Wuxian had distracted Lan Wangji with the journey so far but he knew he would eventually have to talk to Lan Wangji about what he heard and about his own feelings.
But for now, Wei Wuxian settled himself comfortably in Lan Wangji's lap and spoke.
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impatiencegyu · 7 months
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Lan Zhan hated him.
Lan Zhan hated him and his stupid smile, his long hair and his grey eyes and the way his eyes lit up when he was excited and—
And the way he was looking at him right now, guilty, sad, upset.
"No," Lan Zhan affirmed, gritting his teeth as he tried not to cry.
"Lan Zhan," Wei Ying sounded tired, of all things, and he suddenly looked much different from the happy-go-lucky disciple he had been when they first met. "Lan Zhan, you have to understand."
"Then make me understand, please," Lan Zhan continued in that calm tone, looking directly into Wei Ying's eyes as the latter tried to look away. "I don't understand why you have to do things that hurt you all the time. I don't understand why you have to leave. Make me understand, give me something to work with here."
"Lan Zhan, I can't be with you anymore." Wei Ying repeated, voice rising slightly more than before. "I can't do this anymore. We can't be together. I'll leave Gusu, and I'll leave Yunmeng. I don't want to bring you into my problems, Lan Zhan. Why can't you just—"
"That's exactly what I don't understand, Wei Ying!" Lan Zhan is surprised to hear the rise in his own voice as he continued, "Why are you telling me only the last part? Why not the whole thing? Why can't you tell me the truth? Why do you—"
"You want the truth?" Wei Ying's eyes were dark now, and Lan Zhan stared back defiantly as he continued. "I’ll give you the truth, then. I don't want you anymore. I'm seeing someone else."
For a moment, Lan Zhan stood there, stunned as if he had been struck by lightning, but then he noticed the tremble in Wei Ying's lips and the tears in his eyes, and the shaking of his hands and how guilt was written across his entire face—
"You're lying, you're lying to me." Lan Zhan said, trembling with anger as he spat out, "How dare you— you— have you stooped so low as to lie about yourself to me, Wei Ying? Why do you have to lie, why do you lie all the time?!"
"Why do I have to tell you the truth?!" Wei Ying exclaimed, eyes bright as he took a step forward. "What do I owe you?! What do you want?! Why can't you see I'm trying to protect you?! I'm going a world away, Lan Zhan; I know I'm ruining my own life! I thought you would understand, I thought you would—"
He cut himself off, sobbing as he turned away, and now Lan Zhan is choking on the feelings he had been taught to bury deep down within him since he was old enough to understand words.
He missed his mother more than ever.
He wanted to tell him. Wei Ying, I'm fighting my sect for you. I'm destroying my life for you. I'm doing everything I can. Then why? Why do you want to leave? Why do you leave me again and again?
But instead, he said, "You made me love you, Wei Ying. From the moment we met, I hated you with every fibre of my existence, and you broke through all my walls and made me fall for you. You taught me how to feel, you showed me love. I could depend on you just as much as you did on me. We were soul mates, Wei Ying. We still are. And now— now you won't tell me where you're going, now you won't— I know you're hurting yourself, I— you have to let me help, Wei Ying. I can't— without you, I don't know what I—"
"Lan Zhan, breathe." There are hands in his hair and on his cheeks, cool and comforting as they make their way down to his chin and lift it up. "Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan."
This is my love, Lan Zhan thinks. My love, my other half, my soulmate, my beloved — the only one who'll ever know who I am, what I am — and now he's leaving too.
"Oh, love, please don't cry," Wei Ying is caressing his face with rough fingers (stained by the blood of many — their fault, their fault), and Lan Zhan realizes that he's crying.
He yanks his face away, rubbing his tears away harshly as he tried to ignore the heartbreak written across his Wei Ying's face.
"Come with me, Wei Ying." Lan Zhan asserts shakily, trembling hands coming up to his lover's shoulders as he continued, "Come with me, live with me. I don't care what anyone else thinks as long as I have you. Let me help you. Don't— don't waste yourself away. Please, just— just, just don't ruin your own life, please."
Lan Zhan's heart shatters all over again when Wei Ying's face shutters immediately, eyes going cold as he looked away resolutely. He will go, he will leave me.
"Both you and I know that's not possible, Lan Zhan. What I'm doing now, who I'm helping now, all this will hurt me. I know that. I know very well what the consequences of my actions are going to be. The Jins are looking forward to killing me. I don't care. I don't care if they kill me."
Lan Zhan watches Wei Ying's eyes soften a bit in the moonlight flooding in through the window. He looks older — his grey eyes seem to sparkle in the light, but with none of the enthusiasm or brightness he saw before.
'Before' is a stinging memory, an old reality that seems now like a dream. Before, when everything was alright. When Wei Ying was alright.
When he was alright.
"I cannot let you carry the weight of my actions, Lan Zhan. Please, leave." Wei Ying's voice stabs through his ears as he flinches violently, head bowed and hands trembling.
"Wei Ying, listen—"
"No, I have heard enough." Wei Ying interrupts, staring at him as if he was a stranger.
"Whatever was between us is in the past. It's gone. It's useless to dwell on something that never would have lasted. Live while you still can, Lan Zhan. Don't land into stupid problems like me."
Wei Ying laughs at that, and it's so cold and hard that Lan Zhan feels his eyes burn. It's like goodbye, Lan Zhan thinks. His head feels heavy, as does his heart, and he just, just—
"I want you with me, Wei Ying." Lan Zhan pleads, desperately holding on to his arm. "I want you. Even— even if— I don't care about everything. I just, I just want—"
His hand is shrugged away.
"You should leave now, Hanguang-jun." Wei Ying says, "It's getting late, people will talk. Your shufu won't want his darling nephew in a traitor's den. Go home."
Lan Zhan wants to scream. He wants to hold Wei Ying close, he wants to tell him that all he wants is him, he wants him to call him "A-Zhan" again, he wants him to hold him, he wants, he wants—
He wants him.
He stares pleadingly at Wei Ying, eyes shining with tears again as he gasps out, "Wei Ying, Wei Ying, I—"
"Go home, Lan Zhan," Wei Ying sighs softly, squeezing his hand reassuringly. "Everything will be okay."
Then Wei Ying, his Wei Ying, leans forward and plants a kiss on his temple, whispering, "Go home, love."
Lan Zhan pulls away to look at him, just look at him, before he turns around to the door.
"Goodbye, Wei Ying" is his whispered farewell, a promise, a feeling, a hope so fragile that it takes him everything to not break it.
Nothing will be okay, I know. He knows as well.
When Lan Zhan leaves, he doesn't look back.
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rookseeksraven · 7 months
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Novel Wangxian Big Bang Event Project Reveal: Can almost hold the shape
It's project reveal day! If you're into:
❤️‍🩹Canon Divergence AU ❤️‍🩹Post Nightless City ❤️‍🩹WWX Kidnaps LWJ ❤️‍🩹But LWJ won't leave ❤️‍🩹Angst with Happy Ending
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travalerray · 3 months
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was reading my first ever MDZS fic and pfft.
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i-bring-crack · 2 months
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Self talk here but if I were to do a crossover of MXTX's works I would absolutely have Shen Jiu and Wei wuxian meet. Not only due to the vast, horribly vast differences in their personalities and their ideals (caring for the rest at the expense of yourself vs. hiding the crimes you've done for your survival) but also because Shen Jiu is the prime example of becoming a great cultivator despite your humble beginnings, yet it also reassures him that to become such a cultivator, he must hide away everything that has made him different in the first place.
For the most part, MDZS is talking about the classism within the martial arts world, this wuxia world specifically. But upon bringing Svsss(PDIW to be more accurate) and TGCG into the mix, Wei Wuxian is no longer the only character that has humble beginnings. And even if Wei Wuxian knows about Jin Guangyao, it keeps being a constant reminder that he can only be someone respected if he agrees with the rest. If he become someone he isn't.
And yet when Shen Jiu starts to open more about who he really is, probably having nowhere else to go now that the one and only Emperor of 3 realms is out for his ass, Wei wuxian and him have some common differences that makes them stick to each other and bring out the best for the sake of everyone's survival.
(Beware this has somehow become a drabble idea below)
I'd mostly put their meeting of Shen Jiu being a ghost that just walks around the burial mounds (former Qing Jing Peak before Bingge decided to release hellfire him here alongside his body.) Unable to find peace for all the things he had done in life that made him regret everything. And then one day, finding this boy, exhausted, to the brink of death, and yeah, absolutely should have died where it not for whatever cultivation he is doing right now. He tends to the boy, having nothing else to do in this desolate place, and with the knowledge of his former peak, as well as the rest of the knowledge he has done while trying to escape Luo Binghe for the remaining years of his life, he knows a thing or two about refining resentful energy (heaven knows he is using most of it right now to never be under the Emperor’s clutches) so he helps the boy live, and the youth thrives on that survival.
A few months in as he lives, as he learns to play his flute and gather enough strength, Wei Wuxian tells his story to his sort-of-master, from the new clans to the hatred to the stories of his family, his last remaining siblings. Shen Jiu can no longer resent anyone else, so he doesn't become jealous of the boy and instead finds these new stories somewhat, amusing. Boring to a man who lived many things, but something worthwhile as he lives here, alone.
Shen Jiu never had a reason to eat and he doesn't plan to, but he has to get food for the boy, so he haunts some places here and there, scaring weird loons while this child laughs about the way they screamed and fled from his sight. He often wonders to Shen Jiu why he doesn't reveal that gloomy face of his, and Shen Jiu, after much pestering (and somehow the boy never pushing the line, as though he has dealt with someone like this before), he relents to tell his story, not his background, and leaving a lot of details here and there, but Wei Wuxian gets it, this tired, worn down ghost was once the most famous cultivator from the most famous peak lord of his era. Shen Qingqiu, the Xiuya Sword of Cang Qiong peak. Oh, no wonder he knew so much about martial arts.
But he can't believe it at first, such a deflated ghost once the most beautiful and prestigious man, until his secrets where found that is. He is likely more remembered for that than the rest, although Wei Wuxian developed over the months a bit more of an interest for those hints of a humble life than for the dramas that are heard in all 3 realms.
Half, unable to leave this place and half unwilling to be recognized by anyone else, Shen Jiu is left to ponder about his life again in the silence of the Burial Mounds, sometimes finding new corpses to bury, other times finding the ash of his past sect. He does ponder whenever or not it is a good idea for him to have raised yet another revenge filled lunatic and set it free in this world, but at least he feels calm knowing that the youth isn't out to kill him in any way.
However, it seems the youth, no longer so youthful though, is absolutely out to irritate him when they find each other again. And with no explanation whatsoever, Wei Wuxian delivers him some 50 or so people under his care. His and Wei Wuxian's care.
Everything then starts to bring him back to those days in Qing Jing Peak; A-Yuan's playful attitude the same as Ning Yingying when she first entered his peak. Wen Ning's respectful obedience like that of Ming Fan. The small herbs slowly being planted, turning back the green from a long lost bamboo forest. The kindness of the Granny Wen and Si-shu almost reminiscent of his assended Shizun.
And that fight between Jiang Cheng, who Wei Wuxian informs him of being the same brother he once gave the golden core to, the same brother he live and fought alongside for many years. It almost strangles him to see a vivid picture of Bai Zhan's peak lord in him. Shen Jiu, while dealing with his new disciple's injuries, slowly unwraps everything he sees in him, the path of revenge Luo Binghe has taken, the path of glory Shen Jiu has taken, all of that is what Wei Wuxxian is slowly becoming.
But unlike Binghe, he will not last any longer, and he doesn't want to become a resentful ghost like his master, he has to find a way to leave his demonic cultivation all behind. Ironically, the same man and the same teachings that made him live had been the same ones to ruin him, just as he had ruined himself and the Emperor’s mind forever.
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Turn Left by kianspo
Second time reading. Love this story so much!
Find it entertaining (foul jokes with a corpse!), sarcastic (LZ is the best!), heartwarming (brother love), and endearing! ❤️❤️❤️❤️
And heartbreaking - poor LZ has to go through a lot in this one. Absolutely worth a read - such a great story of pain but eventual happiness.
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He goes to sit by the wall, not too close to a few other beggars. They all give him looks anyway, some call out, something loud and nasty. He ignores them. He wouldn’t know how to answer and has no energy to try.
He sits with his back to the wall, trying to maintain proper posture. He doesn’t have an empty bowl to put in front of him. Monks in Guanyin temples are known to share food with the beggars sometimes when they have some to spare. Xiaoxiao hopes this might be one such order. He’s willing to eat off the ground if it comes to that. He’s not picky.
He sits with his eyes closed, but no one approaches him, not the first day, and not the second. He doesn’t know if others managed to get food. He thinks he’d heard some commotion at some point, but his mind is drifting too much. He’s beginning to lose words, and what few remain refuse to form into concepts.
The only thing he’s consistently aware of is the soft amber glow in his lower belly. With what senses he can feel it, he doesn’t know, but, with his eyes closed, he can see it curling down below, burning steady but weak, and getting weaker. He’s suddenly overwhelmed with sorrow for it. In his mind’s eye, it’s like a tiny, soft animal, trusting and defenseless, like a kitten or a bunny. It’s kind, he feels. It’s kind and caring, and he’s supposed to protect it, and he can’t. His eyes burn, but he can’t produce tears.
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Xiao Yanyi has zero desire to bow to him, but of course follows both the rules of politeness and his shixiong’s lead. The Jin disciple’s gaze slides from one to the other, and his mouth twists in derision.
“Sure, no problem, I can let you in right now,” he tells Xiao Xingchen, not bothering to return the greeting, despite being here to represent the hosts. His eyes slide over to Xiao Yanyi, and he scoffs. “But he can forget about it. Face like that, people won’t know if he’s hunter or prey.”
He laughs at his own joke, and the Wen disciples join in, gleefully parsing Xiao Yanyi’s appearance.
“What do you think, a ghost of a murderer?”
“No! A lech done to death by a jealous mistress!”
“Ha! I wonder if he’s like that underneath his robes! Maybe she didn’t just stop at his face!”
Xiao Yanyi realizes he’s frozen in place. Distantly, he wonders at it. It’s not like this is something he wasn’t prepared for or anything new. What is this paralysis? Why can’t he say a word?
Xiao Xingchen’s smile has slipped, but he’s trying to rally, ignoring the other youths and addressing the Jin disciple.
“This is my shidi. He’s a cultivator, same as I am. You can’t turn him away simply because of his appearance.”
“Can’t I?” the Jin disciple scoffs. “That he’s no beauty is his bad luck, but how’d he get them scars then? They look awfully like someone’s tried to carve a warning into his ugly mug. Was it an executioner or a butcher? What if he’s a murderer who got away? And I’m supposed to just let him in?”
Xiao Yanyi hears his own voice, though he can barely control his throat as he says, “I am no murderer.”
“Really?” The Jin disciple leans back in his chair obnoxiously, eyes narrowed in malevolent glee. He’s been bored stuck with this job, Xiao Yanyi realizes. He’s been spoiling for something like this. “Prove it then. Strip where we all can see. If there are no embarrassing brands on you, then maybe I’d let you in. But if there are, the guards are right here.”
“Young Master Jin—” Xiao Xingchen starts, frowning, but the Jin youth isn’t listening.
“Come on, stop pretending to be some blushing maiden!” he taunts. “If you’ve got nothing to hide, strip so we can all see!”
Noise is rising in Xiao Yanyi’s ears, the same overpowering, ringing sound that had been such a plague on him back in his days at Madam Ji’s brothel. Fighting resentful spirits is one thing, but this type of attack is debilitating, too much. His vision is becoming spotty, and he’s losing control of his body. He can vaguely feel Xiao Xingchen moving closer, and yet not close enough, afraid to touch him. Xiao Yanyi is drowning, surrounded by people and all alone.
Suddenly, a clear cool voice cuts in.
“What is going on here?”
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“You don’t want to tell me?” Wei Wuxian pouts. Pouts. “But I’m very trustworthy! Huh. No, wait, never mind that, I know who you are!”
Xiao Yanyi stares.
Wei Wuxian is grinning at him, alight with his discovery. “You’re that cultivator who cleansed the entire river valley further upstream! They told me in the village. I rushed over here when I heard about the flood—ripe time for water ghouls and all—and they told me I might as well not bother going further up, that some cultivator in white, with—uh, with a distinguished face, had already cleansed the entire basin. I just didn’t expect you to be so young!”
Xiao Yanyi bows his head slightly. He didn’t miss Wei Wuxian’s near-slip, and he can’t say he feels any better about the hasty edit. After such a long time, he should be used to it. Why does it still hurt every now and then? Why can’t he learn to not let it?
“But this is perfect!” Wei Wuxian barrels on, oblivious. “After going to that place, I didn’t think there was a match for me in my generation, but now you’re here. This is brilliant! Want to work together to get the rest of the ghouls?”
Xiao Yanyi blinks, tripped up again.
“You… wish to work with me?” he asks, feeling his way. After all, working with him would mean staying close to him and his ‘distinguished face.’ Surely, this bright young cultivator could not have meant—
“Yes!” Wei Wuxian beams. “You can make it up to me for ruining my perfect ambush—no, it was perfect, I’ll accept no arguments on it! But uh…” He rubs the back of his neck with a rueful grin. “Maybe, we can think of a new plan. For the sake of originality only, obviously—can’t just be living off old masterpieces. What do you say?”
Xiao Yanyi stares at him some more, unable to utter a word. Slowly, he nods.
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“Make me so ugly that no one will ever want me,” he says. “Please.”
Or: Lan Wangji is kidnapped from the Lan Clan when he's still a small child. He retains no memories of his real identity, and only knows himself as a servant at Madam Ji's brothel. When the clients begin to look at him with interest, he finds someone to curse him and take away his true appearance, and with it any chance of ever finding his family.
(Not a brothel fic, that's only the starting point. A Wangxian story. A Twin Jades story.)
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meliponeon · 9 months
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[Through the darkness with you] Part 4/? (YLLZ x LWJ AU-Prepare for the angst). Do you trust him?...
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wangxianficrecs · 3 months
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Inter-Sect Politics for the Absolute Beginner by Elpie (Horribibble)
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Inter-Sect Politics for the Absolute Beginner
by Elpie (Horribibble) (@elpiething)
M, 3k, Wangxian
Summary: Today, with a formal missive from Koi Tower in hand and Zonghui staring at him with open concern, Nie Mingjue throws his head back and laughs and knows that no request will ever bring him such joy: Sect Leader Jin Guangshan has been brutally assaulted and, due to a conflict of interest, the Jin sect begs the assistance of the Honorable Sect Leader Nie Mingjue in the search for justice. - Wei Ying was raised in a brothel in Yunping, and Sect Leader Jin is having a very bad day. Kay's comments: Incredibly funny! Had me grinning the entire time. AU where Meng Shi was the one who found Wei Ying and took him in, offering him a home in the brothel. So, he grew up alongside Meng Yao and one day, when Jin Guangshan visits the brothel, Wei Ying is not going to stand by and look as his adopted family gets mistreated. Rest in pieces, Jin Guangshan's nuts. Excerpt: Without missing a beat, the young man laden in silks and ornaments and the almost tangible love of every courtesan in the room laden upon him like so much armor looks Sect Leader Jin dead in the eye and says, “A shitty lover, an angry drunk, but most of all an asshole.” Personally, Mingjue could not have asked for more. Except, perhaps, to borrow one of Huaisang’s fans to hide his face. “Young master,” Lan Xichen speaks up, ever the voice of gentle reason. “This is perhaps not the best defense…” For a moment, the youth stills, blinking at the elder jade, surprised by the sound of genuine concern. But then he takes a deep breath and plants his hands on his hips, clearly not having any of it. “It’s the truth.” He levels his gaze, once more, upon the gilded pervert. “You’ve got twenty kids at least, including A-Yao, so I know you know how a brothel works. You’re not new. If you’re coming into our houses to be a rotten bastard, you should just leave.” The only other man among the courtesans glaring death upon Jin Guangshan, has the spine to call, “Ying’er.” But Nie Mingjue suspects very little has ever deterred this man, least of all being called little baby.
pov wei wuxian, pov nie mingjue, canon divergence, canon era, wei wuxian isn't adopted by the jiangs, non-yunmeng wei wuxian, courtesan wei wuxian, brothels, bamf wei wuxian, jin guangshan being an asshole, justice, families of choice, crack treated seriously, humor, different first meeting
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tbgkaru-woh · 1 year
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Pride of Jin - 8/10 Jin Zixuan lives AU  
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robininthelabyrinth · 2 years
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Alt headcanon prompt (if you still want them): Meng Yao as a really bad liar
“Oh, yeah,” Jin Guangyao said. “They definitely…uh…left.”
Nie Mingjue’s eye twitched, and Lan Xichen brutally suppressed his urge to sigh out loud. Maybe Jin Guangyao was doing it on purpose?
“Whole family probably just, uh, moved,” Jin Guangyao continued. With his left foot, he kicked up some gravel – he might have been trying for a sheepish little shrug, perhaps, but despite his best attempt at seeming casual, it was pretty obvious that the purpose of the kick was in reality meant to cover up a fairly obvious bloodstain in a corner. “People do that, you know.”
“Moved,” Nie Mingjue said flatly. “Without any of their belongings?”
“Maybe they wanted a fresh start! Who are you to judge, da-ge? You don’t know them.”
Nie Mingjue’s mouth moved, but no words came out.
“There’s no real reason to think anything bad happened to them,” Jin Guangyao continued, gaining confidence in his words as he kept going. “And even if something did, who’s to say we could ever figure out who, or what, was responsible?”
Lan Xichen was pretty sure he could see a thin spectral hand trying to reach out from one of the darkened, abandoned houses…no, it wasn’t reaching, it was pointing. Pointing meaningfully right at Jin Guangyao’s back.
“No, I’m afraid the Qiu clan’s disappearance will have to remain a mystery.” Jin Guangyao tossed out a hand dramatically, ‘coincidentally’ starting a gust of wind that shut the door behind him, cramming the hand back in. “But don’t worry! I’ll bring in some cultivators to liberate any leftover ancestral spirits.”
“Ancestral spirits?” Lan Xichen couldn’t resist saying. “Wouldn’t that be disrespectful…?”
“I didn’t mean the Qiu clan’s ancestral spirits,” Jin Guangyao hastily amended. “Just – old ones. As no doubt exist everywhere!”
…even in the homes of cultivation families? Admittedly the Qiu were morally shitty, awful people, guilty of many, many crimes, but they weren’t incompetent at the night-hunting and spirit-defeating part of cultivation.
“Anyway, da-ge, er-ge, as fun as this is, I really have to run,” Jin Guangyao said, sticking a smile on his face. “We just had a whole group of rogue cultivators decide to join the Jin sect – or, uh, possibly a subsidiary sect, they may not have decided yet – and anyway I really do need to process them!”
Oh, yes, the rogue cultivators. Lan Xichen had seen them earlier: a surprisingly large collection of women and children, most of whom had a bizarrely similar resemblance to the ‘recently moved’ Qiu family.
He waited politely until Jin Guangyao had made his goodbyes and hurried off out of eyesight and earshot before turning to look at Nie Mingjue.
“No,” Nie Mingjue said flatly. “It’s not cute.”
Lan Xichen waited. He knew well of Nie Mingjue’s love of cats, the more feral and murderous the better.
“…maybe it’s a little cute.”
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