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From the next chapter of “the thread may stretch or tangle but it will never break.”

This is taking a bit longer than usual because I’m participating in the Lunar New Year gift exchange, and so I’m working on that fic too.


Wen Ning returns with several bowls and soup spoons, an inexpensive wooden variety they have at the Burial Mounds. He tries to give Jiang Wanyin the change and is waved off.

“You can use it to get something sweet for… for my zhizi,” he says, his tone brusque. “Or a toy or something.”

Wei Ying smiles, his posture relaxing just slightly—A-Yuan’s acceptance by his siblings as their nephew has eased his nerves somewhat. But this is only the first of three difficult revelations that must be made, and arguably the easiest of them.


Zhizi is brother’s son, nephew.

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Written for the MDZS Big Bang!! Shout out to @frankensteinsaway-blog​ for their awesome artwork, and to @majesticanna​ for cheering me on!!

Lan Zhan is probably the most fascinating person Wei Ying has ever met. He makes the best faces when Wei Ying teases him, wrinkles his nose at Wei Ying’s handwriting, blushes to his ears when Wei Ying reaches out to tug on his hair.

He’s is their top scorer on the soccer team, gets perfect grades, first place in the essay contest, has a solo piano performance at the school concert. But he also sucks at public speaking, hates talking to people he doesn’t know, and refuses to cut his hair even when he gets written up for breaking the dress code. And he smiles at Wei Ying when he starts to grows his hair out into a long ponytail, just so he can get written up for the same reason. It’s the smallest, barest of smiles, but Wei Ying is so stunned by it that he walks into the goal post on the soccer field.


Growing up is a painful thing, but there are those who make it worth it.

Read it here on Ao3!

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There Are Two Ways To Live A Life

“There are two ways to live a life either forget everything or, remember nothing.” - Santosh Kalwar.

Jamais vu: From the French, meaning “never seen”. The illusion that the familiar does not seem familiar.

We have only one person to thank for this (again) - Dee - @BangpurpleTan - this idea is based very strongly on her indescribably brilliant edit here. All Dee’s edits are a blessing on the timeline but this one fuelled the plot bunnies immensely.

This fic is endgame Xicheng.

There will be HE’s for probably all the characters you want one for, but not necessarily the ending you or they expect for them.

If you follow me on Twt or on AO3 you’ll probably be aware this is already updated to chapter 5 over on AO3 - I’ll post the rest to tumblr over time if there’s any interest.

Chapter 1 -  If Snow Melts Down to Water

“If snow melts down to water, does it still remember being snow?”
― Jennifer McMahon, The Winter People.

He could smell nothing but fire and death; the scent of blood hung in the air; between that, and the smoke, it was almost too thick to breathe, even where the smoke was less thick, here, as he lay on the courtyard floor in front of the great hall, in a pool of blood that was both his own and from the other’s lain slain around him.

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Illustration for Chapter 1 of Cantatio!

Lan Zhan and Wei Ying romp around the Cloud Recesses and bother each other, while Lan Xichen works his wingman magic.

“Well…it’s just that…” Wei Wuxian leaned toward Lan Xichen and lowered his voice. “I don’t think Second Young Master Lan likes me very much.”

Lan Wangji furrowed his brow. At least this boy understood the position he was in. This was exactly what Lan Wangji wanted to hear.

Lan Xichen smiled. “Then perhaps you should win his favor, and he might give you a lighter punishment.”

Read on AO3 or Tumblr! Currently four chapters are posted. Updates every Monday on AO3 and Tuesday on Tumblr! Also comments, asks, and chats are always welcome :)

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Leather Birds - FairyGardenCorgis - 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù [Archive of Our Own]
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Tagged by @heyholmesletsgo

Rules: It’s time to love yourselves! Choose your favourite works you created in the past year (fics, art, edits, etc.) and link them below to reflect on the amazing things you brought into the world in 2020. Tag as many writers/artists/etc. as you want (fan or original) so we can spread the love and link each other to awesome works!

The Duet of Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian: Here’s the thing about MDZS. It has a happy ending for WangXian. They elope and get married and live sexily ever after as the cultivation world’s power couple. But, as Wei Wuxian himself said, “all that’s missing is a little one.” That line haunted me and drove me to write Mpreg for the first time because, damnit, by the powers vested in me, I was going to make sure they had nothing missing from their happy ending. (Also I’ve talked a lot before about how much this fic and the comments I got throughout the year MEANT to me. I felt so much joy this year because of this fic. I am very grateful to everyone who took the time write a comment or a recommendation or a tag.)

The Unknown Distance to the Great Beyond: I’m very proud of Wei Wuxian’s emotional arc in this fic. He started out (in his WWX way) defeated and depressed and unable to trust anyone. With the support of people who love him and believe in him, he ended the story happy and trusting and surrounded by love (and a little yelling but what are the Yunmeng Shuangjie without a little yelling).

Jiang Cheng’s Least Favorite Look: I either giggle or snicker when I think of this one. Super self-indulgent and therefore fun to write, fun to re-read, and my perfect child who has done nothing wrong in its life, ever. I want to write more like this.

Honorable mention:

To Have Met You: This one started out as a one-shot for Untamed Fall Fest. From WWX’s POV, it’s a vaguely sunny, happy day until a cloud covers the metaphorical sun. He loses A-Yuan in the market and when he finds him, he also finds a man claiming to know him from before WWX’s amnesia-inducing personal disaster. And then it’s awkward for WWX. Because this is obviously a very painful encounter to LWJ. I was ready to leave it at that because to me this carried the mood of fall- summer clouding over until it’s winter. But then people asked questions and that got me thinking and now it’s grown into something bigger in my heart/mind and I had to write LWJ’s POV of losing WWX and I really want to write more. This is my problem child to contrast with JCLFL.

Tagging: @drwcn , @missyriver , @blue-forget-machine , @wwxsaj1s , @enbyleighlines , @winepresswrath , @sincerelystranger , @hunxi-guilai , if you would enjoy this, I would sincerely like to hear yours thoughts about your work, and I’m sure I’m not the only one!

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From the next chapter of “the thread may stretch or tangle but it will never break.”


Wei Ying manages a smile for him, then leans his head close to him and points to Jiang Wanyin.

“And the fussy gege is your shushu,” he says conspiratorially.


Jiang Yanli silences Jiang Wanyin with a look.

“Like Ning-shushu?” A-Yuan asks. “Do I call him nao-shushu?”

“That’s your Jiang-shushu,” Wei Ying clarifies before Jiang Cheng can take offense, but nearly chokes on the title and falls quiet.

Lan Wangji remembers abruptly that Wei Ying had once referred to Jiang Fengmian by that very name, and he watches his husband in concern.

“Yes,” Jiang Wanyin says, his voice strained as though he is fighting his own emotional turmoil, ending an awkward silence. “You can call me Jiang-shushu.”


(Nao, 恼, can mean angry but more along the lines of causing a fuss. Thanks to a Discord friend for that!)

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Ship: Lan Zhan / Wei Ying (POV Lan Zhan)

Summary: Wei Ying and Nie Huaisang cause trouble in Lan Qiren’s class. Lan Zhan isn’t amused.

Cloud Recesses Academy AU, Canon Divergence, Rated M (technically this is a series but this chapter can stand alone too) - read on AO3

<< Ch. 1 | < Ch. 3

Lan Wangji had expected the first day of classes to be long.

But not this long.

The expression ‘time flies when you’re having fun’ had never held much truth for the young cultivator, who believed that a better phrasing would be ‘time proceeds at a pace directly proportional to one’s concentration.’

Being trained in Daoist meditation techniques since his first sign of infantile self-awareness had granted Lan Wangji the ability to bend his perception of time with his focus. When he rose long before dawn and sat in Lotus Position to meditate, the silent depths of stillness enabled him to traverse hours in what felt like the blink of an eye, yet the insights he obtained remained undistorted by the time skip.

Unless he was disrupted by the loud crash of Wei Wuxian falling out of bed on the other side of the room.

But that was beside the point.

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From the next chapter of “the thread may stretch or tangle but it will never break.”


The smell of the soup fills the air, a scent unfamiliar to Lan Wangji, but one that reminds him of his husband. This, he realizes, must be the lotus root and pork rib soup he has heard him talk about.

“I apologize. I only have three bowls,” she says, sounding truly disappointed. “I did not expect…”

Lan Wangji is about to demur and insist he does not intend to eat when Jiang Wanyin, surprisingly, pulls out a pouch of money.

“We can purchase a couple from the market, A-jie.”

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Across a Lake of Glass - Zizzani - 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù [Archive of Our Own]
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hi there my friend! 
an au is definitely not mandatory if you have already picked a dialogue prompt; so you’ve already chosen what you need to to choose, (^-^✿)

this is to your request!

. ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .

don’t give me that look! it wasn’t my fault!

Nie Mingjue ✫彡

  • you never would have imagined your taller, bigger, boyfriend to be pouty
  • but well
  • here we are
  • you watch in quiet humor as Mingjue opens and closes his mouth in an attempt to explain why he was trying to hide away the shards of a broken soup spoon
  • “i was just washing the dishes and it fell, and i didn’t think it would break this easily…”
  • you shake your head at him and go up to the sink, helping him to collect the fragments of the broken spoon
  • “did you think i was going to be mad?” you ask him
  • he doesn’t answer, still feeling bad that he had broken something
  • “honestly it’s okay,”
  • “this is the first time you’re washing dishes at all, i was expecting more things to be broken,”
  • Mingjue huffs a breath at you and you laugh
  • though it gets cut short when another sharp crack interrupts you from the sink
  • and there goes the second spoon, you think
  • Mingjue had dropped the spoon he was holding while he was talking to you
  • “let me do the rest before we don’t have any more spoons,” you tell him
  • Mingjue begrudgingly listens

Nie Huaisang ✫彡

  • you feel grateful that the waiter’s left, because then he doesn’t have to be there to see the face that you make at Huaisang
  • “i thought you bought enough!” he tells you, sat across the lavish meal that he had ordered
  • “yea, enough for me,” you answer, because you thought that catching up with Nie Huaisang over brunch would be a bit more casual than your current situation now
  • Huaisang, sighs, leaning back in his large plush chair forlorning 
  • “well, eat up bro,” you say and begin to dig into your portion
  • he sits up quickly, looking at you for a moment before smacking the small fancy appetizer out of your hand
  • “hey!”
  • “how do you have an appetite now? how are we going to pay for our order?’
  • “well, you better eat well so you can spend the next few hours washing dishes for this place,” you reply 
  • from the look on Huaisang’s face, he is not pleased with your words
  • but well, you had already come in here asked to be separately checked
  • so you smile around your delicious meal
  • “ahh,” you tell Huaisang, lifting the bite of food up to his mouth
  • and even though he eats it grumpily
  • he can’t deny that the food here tastes good

Lan Xichen ✫彡

  • you said what you said, because how could it be your fault that the gown was as nice as it was
  • you couldn’t not buy it
  • and since you happened to have been gifted Xichen’s black card for the day
  • what better use of your purchase
  • Xichen looks at you, then at the rest of the bill that had come from your single day of owning his card
  • and Xichen’s a business tycoon
  • so spending wasn’t a problem for him
  • it was good spending that was important
  • but when you showed him the gown that you had bought later that night
  • he can’t help but agree with the purchase that you made

Jiang Cheng ✫彡

  • it’s a mess
  • a complete an utter mess
  • one that a human couldn’t have made but definitely one that a human was going to have to clean
  • “i left for one minute” Jiang Cheng helplessly adds when you spare him a look
  • because two of your throw pillows are completely ripped
  • the couch cushions are thrown god knows where
  • there’s also dog pellets, e v e r y w h e r e
  • and in the middle of it all is his very young and very happy puppy
  • your apartment was a mess
  • and even though he didn’t do anything to make the mess
  • Jiang Cheng still let his little pupper out of his sight long enough to make the accident
  • “you’re lucky i’m a dog person,” you tell him before turning and crouching so the doggy can bound up to you
  • Fairy wags her tail as she comes over, nuzzling into your arms as you stand up
  • she’s getting bigger now, you notice to yourself 
  • “you’re still cleaning this up, while i take Fairy out” you tell Jiang Cheng once the puppy is snug in your arms
  • Jiang Cheng splutters
  • the puppy’s tongue lolls out of its mouth as it pants, almost as if to make fun of him
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From “the thread may stretch or tangle but it will never break.”


He had been trying to avert his eyes politely, but even Jiang Wanyin seems to be watching for his reaction, so he studies them, the delicate stitching, the fall of the layers.

Lan Wangji wishes he could see Wei Ying in wedding robes.

“Elegant,” he says with a nod.

“Zhan-gege, who’s Pretty-jiejie?” A-Yuan asks, twisting in his hold.

Wei Ying smiles at the boy, taking him back.

“Even A-Yuan knows you’re pretty, shijie, so you don’t need to worry.”

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Ships: Jin Zixuan/Lan Xichen, Jiang Cheng/Lan Xichen, Lan Zhan/Wei Ying

Summary: At Jinlintai’s frat party, Jiang Cheng plays matchmaker for a mortified Jin Zixuan and a pole-dancing Lan Xichen to save his sister from her awful taste in men. Meanwhile, the other party guests incite chaos that doesn’t make Jiang Cheng’s mission any easier.

Inspired by this legendary post by @heterophobiclanwangji. Special thanks to @lady-of-the-lotus for her contributions, and @scifikimmi for NHS outfit inspo.

Rated M, Modern AU, Trigger Warning: Alcohol - read on AO3


Jiang Cheng hates parties.

Oh, he hates them.

Jinlintai has the ugliest frat house he’s ever seen. He looks around in disgust. What even is this color scheme?

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what outfit do you see modern au nie huaisang wearing at a frat party? i’d like to try open sourcing this for some fun

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(=⌒▽⌒=)  this is just too cute for me not to write; thank you for requesting~

i’ve chosen to write the juniors’ reactions, cause i feel like they would handle this reaction perfectly, let me know if you had anyone else in mind!


。・゚゚・  Lan Sizhui ・゚゚・。 

  • he would hate himself for enjoying the joke but he would actually laugh
  • he’d have to hide his face in his hand
  • because you really had said it out of nowhere
  • and he hadn’t expected it
  • but also because you said it so nonchalantly 
  •  and it wasn’t fair, he wasn’t ready
  • he’s also the type of guy to continue to laugh about something the longer he thinks about it
  • so his giggles become slightly problematic when he can’t stop
  • and even though you really don’t think it’s a joke that’s funny enough to be laughing for 20 minutes straight
  • his laughter’s too contagious for you to stop

。・゚゚・ Lan Jingyi ・゚゚・。 

  • would blink at you, very slowly
  • then a face of… concern? mixed delicately with disbelief and a sprinkle of confusion
  • “but… is Saturn even livable?? I thought it was only Earth that could sustain human life?”
  • of course, that would be his concern
  • and not the rest of the joke
  • you can’t even laugh because a joke’s not funny if you have to explain it to him
  • but then you listen as he goes off on a tangent about the solar systems 
  • and the-
  • “…infinite amount of space and possible extraterrestrial life that’s beyond us that could probably be sustained in such extreme environments. i mean, we probably wouldn’t survive, but other things would…”
  • “the point isn’t even surviving, it’s just about exploring Uranus” you emphasize out the last part
  • “but that is just one planet out of the rest of the solar system…”
  • you groan at him

。・゚゚・ Jin Ling ・゚゚・。 

  • he’d have to take a pause
  • [insert meme: i can’t believe you’ve done this
  • face of pure judgement
  • looks at you like he’s physically pained
  • but also,
  • he’s blushing (???)
  • you comment right away on his red ears
  • “it’s nothing! i’m not-” 
  • but you touch his ears and they’re burning
  • and he’d swat your hands away and run off
  • you laugh at him and yell at him to come back 

。・゚゚・ Ouyang Zizhen ・゚゚・。 

  • he’d answer back in an instant,
  • “baby, you’re like a white dwarf star, extremely hot but not very bright,”
  • you gape at him, smacking his shoulder
  • “what! it’s true!” Zizhen yells at you 
  • and even though you’re trying to get away from him,
  • you’ve now unleashed the greatest monster
  • and that is Zizhen’s astronomy pick up lines
  • “You’re so attractive, the gravitational disturbance is causing my galactic center to elongate.“
  • “Do you live on Mars? ‘Cause you look out of this world.“
  • “Hey baby, are you made up of dark matter? Because you’re indescribable.“
  • “how about… hey, are you the sun? Because you’re the center of my universe.”
  • you can’t escape his pickup lines now.
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why of course! thank you so much for asking~
here’s to your request!


I didn’t realize you would mean this much to me…”

  • your breaths are soft, quiet beside him
  • in the moonlight that spills from the open window, your face glows against your dark hair, pooled around his arm on the pale sheet
  • Lan Sizhui doesn’t think you could have heard him, 
  • how could you? when he had only realized such a thought to himself
  • actually, not just a thought
  • better put, an epiphany
  • found after a horrid dream
  • usually, Sizhui doesn’t remember his nightmares
  • they’re usually warped memories anyways, fading in between the remnants of a past life somewhere else with people he doesn’t know the name to
  • and the burning touch of a fever running through his veins
  • it’s usually the same burning red sun behind his closed eyelids
  • and Sizhui’s long used to the ugliness of the color of those dreams
  • so it doesn’t scare as much
  • but tonight, he’d broken out of sleep with his heart lodged in his throat, skin sweaty and pale
  • because you had been there
  • in between all the red and the fire and the pain he vividly saw you
  • and normally, a single tear that dropped from your face was enough to make him want to tear his own limbs
  • so the anguish that marred your face in this nightmare shook him to the very core
  • and what was more was that he couldn’t do a single thing
  • forced to watch the silent, resilient tears roll down your face as you fought with all your might against one terrible red sun
  • only to be enveloped in fire at the end
  • Lan Sizhui stares up at the ceiling of his room, controlling his quiet breaths
  • in that moment, to the moon, he swears he will never let anything get in the way of protecting you
  • with that promise, Sizhui eases himself onto his side, facing your sleeping face 
  • you were not wrapped up in flames, 
  • clearly you were next to him, sharing his sheets
  • you were not crying, pained,
  • your peaceful sleeping face that he was looking at, was proof of that
  • Sizhui takes in a soft breath, letting a gentle finger caress your cheek before pushing a lost strand behind your ear
  • even in sleep you seem to gravitate to his touch
  • the gentlest of hands in your hair makes you move closer to Sizhui’s chest in your sleep
  • he lets you, holding back a surprised laugh at the way you nose against the bottom of his throat, getting comfortable
  • his hand goes to your head, petting the soft hair there
  • sleep finds him easily
  • with you in his arms
  •  i didn’t realize you would mean this much to me ”
  • perhaps, you had always meant a lot to him
  • and now, Sizhui is realizing how
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Title: what to expect when you’re expecting the unexpected

Fandoms: The Untamed 陈情令, 魔道祖师

Warnings: Rated E. Magical pregnancy, mpreg, pregnant!lwj

Relationships: Lan Wangji x Wei Wuxian

Words: 7,574

Chapters: 2 of 4

Summary: The way Wei Ying saw it, getting hit by a weird curse or two on a night hunt was an expected job hazard as a cultivator, and this was just a one-time fuck to help a friend out. It wouldn’t change anything between them, even if he’d been crushing on Lan Zhan since forever. It couldn’t get more complicated than that.

(He was of course wrong, wrong, and dead wrong.)

Written for the MDZS Kinkmeme

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this is the thing that everyone refers to as the ‘bridal carry’; i literally am also getting my naming references from like firefighter things
[ i just thought it was cute, alright? :D]

⭑*•̩̩͙⊱••••✩••••̩̩͙⊰•*⭑.         ⭑*•̩̩͙⊱••••✩••••̩̩͙⊰•*⭑         ⭑*•̩̩͙⊱••••✩••••̩̩͙⊰•*⭑       

⭒❃.✮:▹ Lan Sizhui ◃:✮.❃⭒ 

  • when you feel Sizhui’s arm around you, you suddenly still
  • you’re a bit stiff when he hooks his arm under your legs and stands up, gentler with you than you thought he would be
  • but even the slightest of movements sends a shock of pain through your wound and you wince despite yourself
  • Sizhui stops moving right away, looking down to you as you catch your breath
    • “i’m sorry, i’ll be more careful” he tells you and you manage a light breath by just shake your head at him
    • “you’re fine,” you reassure, but you still groan when he so much as moves the wrong way
  • you feel the way that his fingers wrap around your arm and under your legs, tightly
  • the grip there draws you back to reality more than the pain that you feel from your wound
  • with another soft shift, your head lands at a solid place by the junction of his neck 
  • you lean your forehead against his collarbone, the skin chill from the late night that’s around you both
    • “i’m sorry for causing all this trouble,” you say quietly, against his skin as he walks as quickly as he can without jostling you
    • you don’t feel the shake of his head in response, but you do take note of the tighter grip he has around you
      • you close your eyes the block out the pain in your abdomen as it burns through you again
        • i’m sorry i wasn’t there to protect you, Sizhui thinks breaking into a run when you have fully closed your eyes
        • but as long as he was here now, he’d get you to safety

⭒❃.✮:▹ Lan Jingyi ◃:✮.❃⭒ 

  • you lean your head against his neck, as Jingyi walks with a heavy but determined pace with you in his arms
  • the night is cool against your light robes 
  • and you look up to catch his face in the moonlight
    • “almost there,” Jingyi comments, when he feels your stare on him
  • you’re quiet, the sleepiness still clinging to you as he stops in front of the physician’s closed door and raps against the door was the hand under your knees
  • when the door opens a moment later, the surprised voice of the physician greets you both
    • “oh! y/n-guniang-”
    • Jingyi barely spares a greeting before rushing past the threshold with you in his arms
    • you sigh against his chest as he finds an empty cot for you
  • when he sees what he is looking for, he places you there gingerly
  • much to his dismay you stay in a sitting position despite him attempting to lay you down
    • “y/n-guniang, what’s happened, are you alright?” the physician worriedly questions 
    • from the way that you had been carried in, you would think that you were severely injured,
    • instead the physician is kind of underwhelmed when you lift your swollen wrist up and sigh
    • “i sprained my wrist, so he wouldn’t let me walk” you explain like those two limbs have anything to do with one another”
      • the physician spares a look to your companion, who looks (really) unnecessarily worried and then gets to work

⭒❃.✮:▹ Jin Ling ◃:✮.❃⭒ 

  • you hide your face in the crook of Jin Ling’s neck, leveling your breathing as Jin Ling carries you quietly up the stares
    • “here, here you are,” the innkeeper lets you into one of their rooms, closing the door quickly as Jin Ling steps inside with you
    • “thank you, we appreciate your kindness” Jin Ling responds,
    • “i can fetch a doctor to come up and take a look at your fiance-
      • “no need, i mean, no thank you… you’ve already done more than enough for us by giving us this room” Jin Ling says
  • you keep still, closing your eyes and pretending to sleep
  • after a bit more back and forth between the two of them, the innkeeper finally decides to leave
  • once the door is closed you open one eye and look up at Jin Ling
    • “i can’t believe that we had to resort to tricking people because you managed to lose the money pouch”
  • Jin Ling heaves a large sigh at you and looks around the room
    • “and put me down already” you whisper yell, making a bit of a fuss in his arms by kicking your leg around and about
  • Jin Ling sighs at you again

⭒❃.✮:▹ Ouyang Zizhen ◃:✮.❃⭒

    • “really?”
    • “really.”
  • “i don’t think you can, or should actually” you tell your drunken friend, matter of factly, holding onto his arm as you guide him back on the path to his room
  • but flush red and swaying, Zizhen doesn’t listen to you
    • i can definitely pick you up!”
  • and without so much as a warning, you suddenly feel him violently rip his arm away from you grip and turn to you
  • you try to move back, but Zizhen trips you from behind and you end up falling into the arms that had been trying to lift you for the past 15 minutes of walking
  • you don’t trust his balance at all, considering how he currently was
  • you squeak, scared he might drop you as he finds he renews his balance with you in his arms
  • but he doesn’t (thankfully) and even hefts you a bit in his arms when he gets a better grip
  • your arms wrap themselves around his neck naturally and you look at him in winded surprise
  • the pause between you both is tense with a feeling you don’t recognize
    • i’d never drop you” Zizhen tells you, quietly in the moonlight
    • and it’s a weird line
    • but somehow,
    • your heart beats really quickly at his words
      • and he doesn’t even put you down, let alone let you go
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Ship: Lan Zhan / Wei Ying (POV Lan Zhan)

Summary: Once Lan Wangji breaks curfew, there’s no going back >:)

“Lan Zhan, I think you owe us an explanation,” Wei Wuxian said.


A mischievous fire blazed in his eyes. When he spoke, his voice was quiet, slippery, supple.

“What were you doing in Lady Wen’s room after curfew?”

Cloud Recesses Academy AU, Canon Divergence, Rated M, Trigger Warning: creepy-crawlies - read on AO3

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Lan Wangji stared at the closet door. He clutched Bichen, ready to strike at the slightest movement. The tree rings in the wooden door seemed to blink back at him questioningly.

The closet had refused to open before, but if someone had really screamed inside, he needed to try again.

Lan Wangji yanked at the door with all his strength. To his surprise, it flew open and smacked the wall. The door was so light that Lan Wangji could have moved it with a finger. Why was it so easy to open now? Had someone forced it open and hidden inside?

Despite the glow from lanterns in the room and moonlight from the windows that should have illuminated the closet, its interior was pitch black.

“Show yourself,” Lan Wangji said.


There was only one thing left to do. Lan Wangji drew in a breath, braced his muscles, and attuned every one of his senses in preparation. Bichen gave a steady quiver of approval in his grip.

He entered the closet. Its darkness swallowed him greedily.

After a few steps, Lan Wangji found himself not in front of the dusty back wall of an old closet, but beside a bed.

He was in Wen Qing’s room.

The fierce young doctor who had spoken so boldly to Clan Leader Nie was now standing on top of her bed, clutching a blanket in front of her chest and shivering. Her moonlike eyes were wide with terror, her pointed chin drawn upward, her lips in a grimace.

He was in Wen Qing’s room.

A girls’ dormitory.

Rule #7: Disturbing female cultivators is prohibited.

Lan Wangji, head disciple, had broken one of the gravest rules on his first day at the Cloud Recesses Academy, and he didn’t even know how it had happened!

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Summary: Xiao Xingchen knows the pain of homesickness.

It is like an old scar; the skin having turned white with age. Most of the time it is quiet, a dull ache at worst, pulling from somewhere deep beneath the skin.

He does not expect a visit to Song Lan’s home, Baixue Temple, to tear that scar open again.

Chapters: 1/1 | 11.2k

Relationships: Sòng Lán | Sòng Zǐchēn/Xiǎo Xīngchén  

Fandom: 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV) | 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù

Characters: Sòng Lán | Sòng Zǐchēn | Xiǎo Xīngchén | Original Characters

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Additional Tags: Pre-Canon | Established Relationship | Non-Graphic Violence | Implied Sexual Content | Emotional Hurt/Comfort | Happy Ending | Homesickness | Character Study | songxiao - Freeform

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