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places under the sky by narie
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🔒 places under the sky
by narie
T, 17k, Wei Wuxian
Summary: Wei Wuxian braces himself for what might come next, the story of how this man died by the Yiling Patriarch's hand—at Nightless City, at the Burial Mounds, as the rest of the sects tried to bring that great villain to account. "What was his name?" Uncle Gan sits back, twiddles his thumbs as he thinks. "Well, it'd be Wei something, of course." "Wei Changze, wasn't it?" chimes in a new person, and if anyone agrees or disagrees, Wei Wuxian does not hear them. His wine bowl slips from his grip and the sudden clatter of it barely registers over the unexpected sounds of his father's name. Wei Changze, slipping so careless from a stranger's mouth here in small Taozi, here of all places under the open sky. Wei Changze. - Wei Wuxian meets his grandmother. No, not the immortal one. The other one. Kay's comments: The first comment under this story just read "Oh. Oh. This was heart breaking" and yeah. I couldn't have said it better. Absolutely heart-breaking, devastating and sad, but like in the best way possible. Not a happy story at all, but instead one that leaves you feeling as if your heart has been clawed open. The Untamed canon where Wei Wuxian accidently meets his grandmother, on his father's side of the family, during his post-canon travels, while he pines away for Lan Zhan. Surprise grandma, but he can't bring himself to burden her with the truth of who he is and so simply introduces himself as Mo Xuanyu. Excerpt: "Did your sect know they had a son? He was born here, in this house. Little a'Ying," she adds, effortlessly, thoughtlessly, smiling at him. The name in her mouth is unfamiliar, a warped version of those that have claimed him before. A'Ying is a child's name, the most childish of them, and although of course it's supposed to be his, he doesn't recall ever having been that. He's been a'Xian to shijie, to Uncle Fengmian sometimes, and he is Wei Ying to Lan Zhan now, nothing else. It's not a name he owns, and he does not like the way it lingers in the small space between them: innocent, untroubled, unaware, reaching for him and offering to tie him to this place. It's instinct to look away to avoid it, to busy his hands and his gaze with his teacup, to reach for the final cake. Yet he can't stop his hearing from betraying him, he can't not hear Zhang Rufen as she continues, "They always took him with them when they went wandering, all three of them were very stubborn. I used to tell Chang'er to leave the boy here with us, but neither he nor his wife would hear of it. He would not have been so much to feed, and we were doing better by then, we could have used another pair of hands to help with the orchards as he grew up." There it is again, this possibility, this other life, offered to him with fully unhesitant regard. He tries to avoid it, but it unspools in front of him, so bright and clear, almost tempting: the seasons, the harvest, the river, the cool moist soil settling under his nails and around them, working its indelible way into every groove of his fingers, a different sort of ink. Tending life, instead of rending it. A good life. Maybe it would have suited a'Ying, whoever that boy would have become.
pov wei wuxian, post-canon, the untamed compliant, the untamed, rogue cultivator wei wuxian, canonical character death, grief/mourning, closure, sad wei wuxian, wei wuxian has a family, funerary rites, family dynamics
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 2 months
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Bros before Ho(oh my god is that Hanguang-Jun?)
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ivorysodapop · 4 months
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(Suibian is also amused)
AU Masterlist
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nat-nactis · 9 days
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He's a Lan now 😌
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stolligaseptember · 2 years
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wei wuxian, hearing his son, who he doesn't even know is his son at that point, being berated for something he didn't even do but not standing up for himself because of the lan sect's no-confrontation principles: now listen here, you cunt-
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s2pdoktopus · 3 months
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I was bored while on a boat.
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menimimimeni · 1 month
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Modern AU in which Wen Ning becoming a Fierce Corpse is represented as him becoming emo.
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yumemiruuuu · 3 months
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Wei Wuxian: I want to become an alcoholic 😔
Literally everyone: You already are though???
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piosplayhouse · 2 years
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I know people have strong opinions on how they feel wwx was treated by the Jiang sect, but I do think it's interesting when people get so gung ho about arguing that wwx was "just treated like a servant" without any special treatment which is not only um.. not really supported in the text but also a bit of a surreal claim to think about when you judge it against lbh's backstory in sv, which is very very similar (abandoned as a young child and spent some time wandering the streets before being adopted), but lbh was ACTUALLY treated only as a servant and this is made VERY clear in the story and in his character
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tokowwdefox · 2 months
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Here's some WWX Doodles I did during classes.
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irafook · 1 year
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wangxianficrecs · 9 months
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catatonia: on the subject of mothers by AvoOwO
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catatonia: on the subject of mothers
by AvoOwO
M, 20k, Wangxian
Summary: Nóngwù is a dense, foggy town that drifts close to the east. It is a large, bustling merchant-town that consistently sees an added number of newcomers every new census. People are disappearing. Lan Wangji does not oftentimes believe in the worst outcome; often, the demon everyone is so fearful of is a simple imp, a simple ghost that may be dispelled. Memories and small things; the idea of mothers and something prodding at the very topic of it. Kay's comments: Oh, so this story left me absolutely gutted. Major OOF. In which, during the Cloud Recesses Study Arc, Lan Xichen takes his brother, Wei Wuxian, Jiang Cheng and Su Minshan on a night-hunt to a remote village and it soon becomes apparent that this village might be... Cangse Sanren's birthplace. Unfortunately, it also seems that her childhood was more than harsh. I cannot really put into words how this story made me feel. It definitely ripped my heart out of my chest with all the fucked-up family feels. Ah, I just want to hug Wei Wuxian so bad and so does Lan Wangji, but they aren't quite there yet! There is also a cat who decides to adopt Wei Wuxian and that cat felt like it was me transmigrating into the story, because it clung to Wei Wuxian the entire time and that's what I would have done. Please mind the tags. Excerpt: Xiongzhang offers a smile and steps forward. "Yan-xiansheng, I am Lan Xichen, from Cloud—" "What is that child doing here?" Yan Huizhong says, voice hoarse and deep. Lan Wangji watches him, eyes trailing where his gaze lands, centered on Wei Ying. A horrible feeling wells deep within his chest. Xiongzhang blinks. "Pardon?" He turns to the young woman, eyebrows pinched, as if she is able to explain a thing. "What is that child doing here?" Yan Huizhong asks again, voice louder. The cup held within his hands trembles with his grip. "I don't want him in here, send him out!" "Yan-xiansheng—" "Send him out!" The man yells, and, before any of them can react in a timely manner, throws his cup at them. It hits the wall beside Wei Ying's head, shattering and spilling tea and sharp shards over Wei Ying's shoulder, and down into Zhe's fur. The cat hisses and Wei Ying blinks furiously, a thin red line marring his cheek where a shard had ricocheted from the door. There are pieces of the cup lingering in his hair. Yan Huizhong is breathing heavily, hands trembling. "Send him out! I won't say a thing with him present! Get him out! Him and his horrible eyes—!"
pov lan wangji, canon compliant, cloud recesses study arc, case fic, cangse sanren backstory, lan family feels, wei family feels, angst and hurt/comfort, heavy angst, sad ending, backstory, pre-relationship, graphic depictions of violence, graphic depictions of corpses, implied/referenced child abuse, implied/referenced rape/non-con, dysfunctional family, wei wuxian has a family, good sibling jiang cheng, angst, cannibalism, homelessness, orphan wei wuxian, cat, aftermath of violence, blood and violence, soft lan wangji/wei wuxian
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 4 months
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Turtle Takedown Teamwork.
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#poorly drawn mdzs#mdzs#wei wuxian#lan wangji#tulu xuanwu#Something about changing the action sequence to something gentle is hilarious to me.#The lesson here is “Be nice to turtles. They are gentle creatures. And many are very endangered.”#don't get me wrong here; I love this scene a lot. LWJ's string technique is one of my favoyrite things.#We do get a fair amount of LWJ fighting but I always loved how the theme of strings comes into play.#There is actually a lot to unpack with LWJ being associate with 'strings'.#The musicianship: Of dedication and rigor in one's practice.#The tension between following along a path or composing your own way forwards (playing what has been written vs composing)#A string is a tightly coiled/taunt entity; The same tension that makes it sing so beautifully can be it's downfall if pushed too hard.#And as a non-musical string - something that binds. Be it to his sect and family or how he binds his fate to WWX -#LWJ cannot exist without his binds. It is not something which ties him down though. It keeps him together.#And he himself *is* a bind. He 'ties wwx down' in ways that are initially negatively viewed ('come to gusu' - feels like: come be trapped)#But later it is shown how (despite being introduced as a free spirit) WWX truly wants to be bound to something and someone.#Marriage is a bind he wants. He wants to be tied and grounded by LWJ.#It's starting to sound like innuendo. Let's call his fondness for being literally tied up smart thematic writing.#Finally. Sex scenes that are important to the plot and characters
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haru-with-mdzs · 3 months
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Reblog this post and state your favourite mdzs character + reasons in the tags
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llycaons · 5 months
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okay I thought about the similarities between jfm and jc's unrequited crushes who prefer their 'servant's' company to their own and it looped around from being tragic to being really funny again. jc pined after wq so clumsily and unsuccessfully with the stupid fucking comb she didn't care about because SHE AND HER FAMILY WERE POLITICAL TARGETS AT THE TIME and HE DIDN'T EVEN KNOW HER AT ALL and she 100% always preferred the company of wwx, who was genuinely fun to be around, as intelligent and selfless as she was, understood and respected the delicate political position she was in, treated her like an individual, knew what was important to her, helped her family, and sacrificed everything for her safety. wq literally would rather have lived a doomed life in a starving refugee camp with wwx and her family than accept a marriage proposal from jc, jc wq shippers how does it feel to be fucking clowns
#you can say that decision was just for her family. but you could tell how much she loved wwx too and how little she cared about jc#he sucks to be around and whoever is in his life just needs to be someone who's inexplicably into that and it is NOT wq#she has her own shit she can't be babying him and soothing his self-esteem issues!!! the cultivation world had her family in a death camp#like WHAT would be the appeal here???? 'he cares about his family like she does' actually he publicly denounced his brother who is her#really good friend so...????? no?????? do they think she thinks he's hot??? isn't that a little superficial???#his sarcasm and prickliness don't gel with her sincerity and guardedness. she wouldn't like his joking roughhousing and she's more mature#than all that anyway....also I can't think of a single time he even looked wen ning's way pre-ss and wn is THE most important person to her#and its actually disgustingly ooc to see how jc wq shippers just act like he doesn't exist. bc what they can't pretend he'd get along with#wn effectively? but that's wen ning!!!! how is she married to someone who doesn't care about him or even hates him!#WHERE'S THAT POST LIKE#jc: lady wen may I rub thine feet? feed you grapes?#wq: uhhhh#wwx: hey wq!#wq: wei wuxian! *they do a 15 step handshake*#jc: okay guys I'll just be uhh. over here#wwx and wq: laughing together#UGH she was so great. travesty of the century that she died like that for the emotional development of a male character!!!#I really do like wq tho I don't really know what to say about her. she was a solemn character who knew her ending far before anyone else di#and didn't fight it for her own sake only for her family's#I just hope she was able to be at peace in the end. it seems so cruel that she was ripped away from the only person she truly wanted#to be with forever#ALSO her entire thing is repaying debts!!! which he categorically FAILED to do!!! she wouldn't respect that or find it admirable/attractive#he probably looked like a fucking impotent self-centered coward. which he WAS! SHE SAVED HIS LIFE!!!!#cql txp
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More of my extremely specific half-undead Wei Clan nonsense
It's kind of amazing how quickly you can get used to being woken up every thirty minutes to the sound of shrill screaming.
Not that it ever stops being awful, of course. Just that you eventually stop hoping it won't happen, and resign yourself to this being your future for the next year or so.
Xiao Xie is still mostly asleep, already clumsily moving to de-tangle herself from the warm circle of her husband's arms. She's stopped by Changze giving her a gentle squeeze, and pressing a kiss to the top of her head. "I goddit, m'love," he slurs. "You go back t' sleep."
The he is gone, and taking the warm circle of his arms with him. He pads across the room to lift their crying son from his cradle. A candle flickers to life, not nearly bright enough to disturb her rest should she decide to sleep on. Xiao Xie rolls over to watch her husband tend their baby.
Wei Changze tucks a-Ying into the crook of one arm and raises the other hand to his mouth. With practiced ease, he bites deep into the tip of his pinky finger, tearing at his own flesh, and offers the bleeding little stump for their hungry son to nurse on. She never gets tired of watching it; the way Changze's whole body curls around a-Ying, the adoring look on his face when he's the one feeding their baby. He looks adoring when she's the one nursing him too, of course, and he loves to come up to her and kiss her hair and her hands and the back of a-Ying's little head, but she thinks there's something special when it's Changze feeding a-Ying from his own body. Something that satisfies him.
"Does it matter?" She asks as the thought occurs to her. "How much of each he gets?"
Changze makes a thinking sound. Says "It won't hurt him or anything if he gets one more than the other, but blood is harder to wean from. Apparently a-Niang had a hard time birthing me, and she was sick for a long while after. She didn't have much milk to give, so Baba fed me almost entirely by himself, and I didn't wean completely until I was seven. Even when I started on solid food, I only wanted meat, and preferably raw."
"That explains why you're still such a big baby about eating your vegetables."
He pretends not to hear her, taking his finger back from a-Ying and draping a cloth over his shoulder to burp him against. Xiao Xie shifts the blankets around until she's completely hogged all of them, tucked around her on all sides like she's the filling of a dumpling. She closes her eyes. A moment later another thought occurs to her, and she pops her head back up. "Do you still need it?"
"You were supposed to go back to sleep, my love," Changze says. Then "You've seen me eat human flesh before."
"Yes, but only once, and it was two years ago! I didn't know if you only did that because you wanted to."
Changze makes more thinking sounds. And then he makes more thinking sounds, until Xiao Xie whines at him not to tease her and he relents. "I don't need it often, and it probably wouldn't kill me to quit entirely, but it wouldn't be pleasant. It would be like... hunger, but with your whole body, not just your stomach. There's a constant ache. It can make us stressed and anxious, twitchy. A-Ying, baobei, can you burp for me, please? You drank so much, your little belly is going to hurt if you don't."
"Will he need it?"
"Hm?"
She props herself up on her elbows. "If only I feed him, and we never give him any meat, will he be able to live like that? Safely, comfortably?"
In the dim candlelight, Changze lifts his head to look at her. It takes him a moment to reply. "Do you want him to?"
"I will not deny my son food," she says firmly. "If he needs it, then he will have it. I knew what you were before I married you."
"Ah, my love. I know." Her husband smiles at her, and she smiles back, and their baby finally lets out a wet little burp. With a full belly, he settles back down to sleep without fuss, and Xiao Xie settles back into the warm circle of her husband's arms, and gets some more sleep for herself.
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