#wwx: shut the fuck UP huaisang

[shanastoryteller]

Happy happy holidays 🎁🎉🕎🎄❄☃️ As always, I’d love some more of thee MDZS Identity Porn (with the masks and LWJ getting jealous of all of his husband’s “husbands”) (Or JC traveling back in time?) Thanks!

a continuation of 1 2 3 4 5

Nie Huaisang has spent most of the banquet fluttering back and forth between his brother and Meng Yao, stroking and then soothing Nie Mingjue's anger by turns.

At this point, Lan Wangji can't help but find himself wholly unsympathetic to Nie Mingjue's plight. Meng Yao has his husband's trust and care and whatever friction he'd experienced in the Nie is lacking in the Burial Mounds.

The more formal portion of the night has faded and people are intermingling and drinking and spread throughout the Jin gardens and main hall.

Wen Qing spends the evening drinking and scowling and unsubtly putting as much distance between herself and Jiang Wanyin as possible.

Lan Wangji had gotten so caught up talking with his brother and other Lan, now that it's socially permissible to do so, that it takes him a while to notice that his husband is missing.

It takes him significantly less time to notice that Nie Huaisang is missing too.

His face drops into a scowl that he's afraid he's learned from Wen Qing. Xichen blinks then his eyebrows push together in concern. "Wangji?"

He forces his face to smooth out. "Apologies, brother. It's nothing."

Xichen raises an eyebrow then leads him away from the others with some murmured excuses that they pretend to believe. “Go on.”

“It’s fine,” he insists, then under his brother’s unwavering gaze swallows down his embarrassment to say, “The Yiling Patriarch and I have a political marriage.”

“Yes,” Xichen agrees in puzzlement before his faces darkens. “If he is behaving dishonorably-”

“He had a life before me, Xichen,” he says. “His personal and political interests are simply not aligned.”

Not completely. He had flustered Wei Wuxian before. He’s never seduced anyone before, but Wei Wuxian seems as if he’d be amenable, if only he can figure out how to do it.

Xichen looks at him carefully before his mouth tips up on the side. “This is displeasing to you. That the Patriarch’s interest in you is not personal.”

He flushes but gives a single nod.

There’s clear amusement in his tone now. “So he is handsome under the mask then?”

“Xichen,” he says, helpless and a warning at once. He’d spoken in generalities all evening, unwilling to reveal any of the particulars about the clan he’s married into, even to his brother. Meng Yao and Wen Qing are correct. Their clan will have to come more fully into the public soon but that’s Wei Wuxian’s decision, not his.

Well, realistically it’s Meng Yao’s, considering it seems as if Wei Wuxian would happily keep[ their clan in the shadows forever.

“Do you promise it’s not terrible?” Xichen continues, the teasing gone and just leaving gentle concern in its place. “You weren’t just saying that so the others wouldn’t worry? The burial mounds is such a horrible place. I hate thinking of you there.”

The burial mounds are beautiful.

It holds their village and their people and lush fields and thriving crops. There’s soft greys and blue skies and every horrible part of it is underneath his husband’s control and he would never, ever let that horror touch the people he’s sworn to protect.

“It’s not what it looks like on the outside,” he says finally. “The Patriarch isn’t either. You’ll understand when you see it.”

“I’m looking forward to it,” Xichen says.

#lwj is just like i'm so sad that my husband has snuck away to fuck nhs #meanwhile #nhs: hey wwx are you going to tell anyone you're alive or #wwx: shut the fuck UP huaisang #asks #anon #prompt answers #prompts are closed #untamed

[angstymdzsthoughts]

Modern AU in which LWJ fucks while pinning for his best friend, WWX. It's his way of coping with his "unrequited" feelings. Then he hears NHS & WWX one evening. NHS: I thought you were dating. WWX: Me???!? With Lan Zhan??!?? Nononono. Never. NHS: You obviously love each other. WWX: *sigh* I know. NHS: Then why not? WWX: ...why would I date someone who have commitement issues? And set myself up for Heartbreak?

“I mean, don’t get me wrong- Lan Zhan is amazing and beautiful and everything I could ever want but it’s pretty clear that he doesn’t do relationships. I think he’s sleeping with a new guy every week.”

Nie Huaisang gasped dramatically. “Never in all my days did I think you of all people would call your beloved Lan Wangji a slut.”

Wei Wuxian laughed. “Shut up, I am not! Lan Zhan’s free to do what or who he wants however many times he wants. God knows he has an army of admirers to chose from.”

“And you never thought of making an offer to him? Even just to get it out of your system? Fulfill every fantasy little teenage Wei Wuxian had.”

“No... I think all that would do is hurt my own feelings. Lan Zhan likes casual sex with guys he doesn’t plan to see again and I like serious relationships and emotional connections.  I’m not going to delude myself into thinking I can change him, so it’s best to just avoid all that and keep him as my friend.”

It was quiet for a few seconds. Then, “You know, we’ve been friends for years and I would say we have a deep, meaningful, super emotional connection-”

Laughter seeps into Nie Huaisang’s voice and Wei Wuxian joins him. “Oh god, don’t you dare!”

Teasingly flirtatious. “All I’m saying is- is that you and me could make sweet, sweet- Ow! Not so rough, baby, I’m delicate!”

#MDZS #Modern #Lan Wangji #Wei Wuxian #nie huaisang

[mdzs-owns-my-ass-i-guess]

High risk, high reward

@krispydestinydefendor

🥂🚨🚑 ahem preferably wwx centric but like i love every single thing you've written so hehe <3

There is a saying in my country that's roughly translated as "either the ball [as in, the prom/banquet], or the hospital", and it means taking the leap no matter the risks because everything could either go terribly wrong or terribly right. It's an elegant way of saying "fuck it" before doing a high risk activity.

This prompt made me think of that.

Wei Wuxian likes risks. He likes the thrill of it, and the fact that, most often, he gets the reward that's made him take the risk in the first place. Whether it's a dare or an idea he wants to see if he can put into practice, he doesn't shy away from anything.

However, there are times when the risks he takes aren't necessarily calculated, and land him in trouble - nothing major, most often with getting yelled at by Madam Yu and having to replace whatever he broke or damaged using his own money... but this time, it's a bit more... difficult to do that.

Because Wei Wuxian won a bet he made with Jin Zixun just to shut him up - but now, Wei Wuxian is feeling like he's going to die. Or puke his guts and his soul out.

The bet was about Wei Wuxian being able to take 10 flutes of champagne at once. They're at this afterparty of some high class gala of the four great families, and since the parents and the uncles have retired for the night already, the younger generation has been left to have fun freely, without any formalities. It was uncle Jiang's idea, bless him, but Wei Wuxian kind of wishes it hadn't been.

Cause even with his massive alcohol tolerance, he's pretty sure he's well on his way towards alcohol poisoning.

"Huaisang, I think we need to call an ambulance..."

"An am- Wei-xiong, are you dying?!"

Wei Wuxian rolls his eyes. "I will if you don't call the ambulance. Just tell them what happened and to send in someone quick. I don't know, a doctor, a nurse, a priest..."

"Serves you right for getting into it with Jin Zixun." Jiang Cheng says, handing Wei Wuxian another glass of water. "You'd sooner die than mind your business."

"I'm really not in the mood for any of your lectures right now. Yell at me when I feel better. Or when I die."

Wei Wuxian closes his eyes and decides to try and at least get himself in a stable state of mind. Last thing he needs is to panic, so he tries to take in deep breaths and ignore the nausea and the impending sense of doom he's feeling.

He knows he's going to have to pay his own hospital bills, and he's going to also have to do Nie Huaisang's homework for months to cover the cost of the ambulance ride (which he has been generous enough to offer to cover), but at least he won't be dead. He'll wish he was when Madam Yu finds out about this, but that's a given.

If she ends up kicking Wei Wuxian out this time, like she threatened she would if he got into trouble again, he'll have to figure out how to make himself useful enough to convince one of his friends to take him in. He's pretty good in the kitchen and he can do a decent job cleaning, so maybe he could be their live-in maid or something... Well, didn't Madam Yu say he'll end up just like his father?

The sound of the ambulance alarm pulls him out of his thoughts. Right, the hospital. He almost forgot about it, which isn't necessarily a good sign of his mental state right now.

"Wangji-xiong, he's right there, I think he's almost passed out and I really don't know-"

Wangji-xiong? Oh, right, Lan Zhan is working the night shift as an EMT tonight, that's why he couldn't come to the gala... What a coincidence...

Wei Wuxian feels himself gently lifted in a pair of very strong arms, and he makes the herculean effort to open his eyes. "Lan... Zhan...?"

"I am here. You'll be okay."

"Mm... if you'll take care of me, I will..."

Lan Wangji tells Jiang Cheng something but Wei Wuxian doesn't really hear it. He's focused on trying not to throw up on his crush, who's so strong and smells so good and is holding him like a bride, and maybe it's the alcohol but Wei Wuxian really wants to kiss him, but...

"Lan Zhan..."

"Mn?"

"I like you..."

"I like you too, Wei Ying."

"No, like you as in I want you to be my boyfriend."

"Ask me again when you're sober."

"Will you say yes?"

"I will."

"Lan Zhan?"

"Mn?"

"I think I'm about to throw up."

#mdzs #mo dao zu shi #wangxian #writing attempts

[symphonyofsilence]

I love LXC, but the way he put a fucking silencing spell on a mutilated, in pain, nearly passed-out JGY, when he was seeing to his wound was absolutely appalling! (& WTF was WWX thinking suggesting that!)

Even with his mouth open breathing must have already been hard for JGY. How was he supposed to go through LXC's treating of his wound without even breathing through his mouth, let alone screaming and moaning? What if LXC was doing something wrong and JGY had to tell him?

Screaming & proper breathing (in which exhaling happens through the mouth) help alleviate the pain and holding a scream in will interrupt breathing. Can you imagine how horrible it must have been for JGY to be unable to scream because his mouth was sewed shut?! He would have passed out any minute then had LXC not finished the struggle entirely for him.

He took a fucking sword to the chest and he couldn't even gasp! He had to rip apart his lips and go through that pain, too only so he could spit blood!

Before LXC came to his "aid", he was already passing out & moaning in pain despite his efforts to keep quiet!

I mean look at how he's described in that scene!

Jin GuangYao sat fallen on the ground, his face as pale as paper. His hair was somewhat disheveled as well, and cold sweat dotted his forehead. He had lost all his composure. Perhaps because the pain from his arm was too much, he couldn't help but moan a little. He looked up at Lan XiChen. Even though he said nothing, but merely from how he looked, holding his severed wrist with such dejected eyes, was enough to make anyone feel pity.

What kind of an eloquent, sneaky conversation could he hold up in that situation?!

And they could just...you know...not listen to him! Instead of silencing a nearly dying man!!

And to top all that there's this shit:

Lan XiChen was treating Jin GuangYao's wound. Seeing that Jin GuangYao almost passed out from the pain, Lan XiChen, who in the beginning wanted to use this to punish him, still didn't have the heart to bear it, turning around, "HuaiSang, give me the bottle of medicine."

Honestly, when I say that JGY was doing better before LXC tried to help him, I'm not talking about the killing part!

#and JGY THANKS him for this shit #jin guangyao #jgy #lan xichen #lxc #mdzs #mo dao zu shi #mxtx #my two cents #the grandmaster of demonic cultivation #meng yao #lan huan #zewu jun #Gusu Lan silencing spell is fucked up on so many levels #I think CQL understood how fucked up this was #and in their noble valiant effort to make every character softer & nicer than they were in the books #did not include this

[aline-the-cat]

WangXian Twilight AU

Cangse Sanren and Wei Changze send their son Wei Wuxian to Caiyi so he can study in the prestigious Cloud Recess University, he reunites there with his cousins Jiang Cheng and Jiang Yanli and makes friends with Nie Huaisang, the first day is normal and all, with the only weird thing being Huaisang warning him about a student, Lan something. Wei Wuxian doesn't pay attention. Big Mistake

He enters one of his classes and there, sittting next to the only sit available, is the most handsome man ever. Wei Wuxian would be swooing except he also has the meanest glare of all. Literally the guy is killing with his golden eyes (golden eyes?). Wei Wuxian being the sun he is, tries to have a conversation with the stranger to no avail, as soon as the bell rings, the guy practically runs out of the classroom, not without sending his way another killing glare

Later, Wei Wuxian will hear him trying to change his schedule (really, whats up with this guy?!)

During lunch the next day he finally learns who the fuddy duddy is thanks to Nie Huaisang: "I told you to not get on his bad side!!! Didnt I told you???"

Wwx "I don't know, maybe?? Who is he?"

Enter the five most fashionable people Wei Wuxian has ever seen (and he has live with aunt Yu and Jiang Yanli)

Wwx "okay, who are they???"

Cue Jiang Cheng groaning next to him

NHS "The Lans and the Jins, their families supposedly have been friends for centuries, and the Lans adopted the Jins after their father died, or so I heard, they are mostly together and they keep them to themselves, they are extremely hot and the only ones worth of their time are Da-ge and Yanli-jie apparently

"And do they have names or I just go 'hot 1, hot 2, sexy 1, sexy 2 and gorgeous?" Wwx doesnt realize the young adults are smirking, and one is frowning

Jiang Cheng sighs and unwillingly enters the conversation

"The one that looks like a peacock is Jin Zixuan, Jie likes him for some reason and has been the only person he has talk to that we know, the one next to him with the ridiculous but cute beanie is Jin Ziyao..."

"Da-ge kinda likes him and has manage to talk to him on several ocasions or so I've heard" Nie Huaisang interrupts

"Yes, they are brothers, the one sitting next to them is Luo Quingyan, I think she is their cousin" Wei Wuxian nods appreciatively at Jiang Cheng's words, she is hot "The tall one is Lan Xichen, he is...."

"Hot, handsome, nice, gentleman, friendly and everything good in this word??" Huaisang probes, and to Wei Wuxian surprise and amusement, A-Cheng blushes

"Shut up Huaisang! I never said that!!" He tries so hard not to scream that is hilarious "stop saying nonesense or I'll break your fucking legs!" The younger Nie just dies of laughter next to him, also trying not to be too loud, Wei Ying notices with curiosity "I was gonna say that Lan Xichen is the head of the student council"

"And gorgeous?" Wei Ying asks, prompting A-Cheng's eyebrow to quirk

"He is Lan Wangji, Lan Xichen's younger sibling and the head of discipline around campus, his punishments are lengendary so you really dont want to get on his bad graces"

Wei Wuxian openly laughs delighted, a beautiful sound that makes the younger Lan freeze for a moment

"I think thats a little bit too late A-Cheng, Im pretty sure he hates me already... but thats okay, I'll be his friend in no time!"

Jiang Cheng groans as Nie Huaisang looks at him in awed

For Wei Wuxian, the year just got much more interesting

#listen I know I have been reading more twilight hc lately #but hear me out #wangxian #twilight au #wei wuxian #wei ying #lan wangji #lan zhan #vampire lan wangji #vampire lan zhan #human wei wuxian #human wei ying #jin zixuan #jiang cheng #nie huaisang #luo qingyang #jiang yanli #lan xichen #lan huan #jin guangyao #meng yao #nie mingjue #nieyao #xuanli #xicheng #kinda #vampire au #vampire diaries vibes

[rabbitcrimes]

MDZS Rarepair Fic Rec: Make Me An Offer I Can't Refuse

less common or rare pairings, written so well that they won me over!

🌟 JIANG CHENG/NIE HUAISANG Four Days in Lanling by halotolerant - 21k Summary: Nie Huaisang looks at him. ‘You are confusing me, Clan Leader Jiang, perhaps I misunderstand, but…’

‘You didn’t misunderstand. You don’t misunderstand. You understand all of it.’ For six months Jiang Cheng has been mulling this over, and now with Nie Huaisang in front of him he can’t figure out if he most wants to knock him down or kneel at his feet. What he does is try and breathe. Clench his hands at his sides. ‘And now I am going to ask you to do something for me. You have to do something for me. You have to help Jin Ling.’ Notes: Went into this FULLY skeptical and was completely won over - it understands that sangcheng works only when it is wretched. Delicious!

🌟 LAN WANGJI/XIAO XINGCHEN/SONG LAN One Rogue Spark in My Direction by hansbekhart 5k Summary: He’d thought, in Yueyang, that they’d seen something in each other, something familiar. That maybe they’d recognized something in him. But it’s been many years, and many things have happened since, and he’s guessed wrongly at other people’s hearts before. Lan Wangji looks back down at the table, at his steaming, bitter tea. He’ll beg if he has to. Notes: My summary for this reads "Maybe some of the most successful porn + emotions I’ve ever read / if I ever shut up about this assume I'm dead"

🌟 LAN WANGJI/WEI WUXIAN/JIANG CHENG Out of Nothing by Pip - 27k Summary: You and me, Wei Ying had said. Jiang Cheng is going to take him at his word.

Command says that the first neural link is the one that stands out the most, the one that everyone has to be the most careful of, because a navigator’s thoughts can get tangled up with their pilot’s and become inextricably linked. Entangled. Notes: bitch oh my FUCKING god when is Tor going to publish this like I'm so incredibly serious this is one of the best things I read last year you know this post ??? that is a summary of this fic actually (JC & WWX are childhood sweethearts in this, not related) 🌟 LAN WANGJI/WEI WUXIAN/NIE MINGJUE good friends by plonk - 11k Summary: “I could invite her over for when the game’s done,” Nie Mingjue offers.

 Lan Zhan hums, considering it.

 They do that sometimes. Take omegas down together. Notes: listen to me LISTEN TO ME ok i HEAR the COMPLAINTS I HEAR THEM but LISTEN I am telling you its VERY GOOD i made my best friend read this on the way back home from a funeral that's how good it is. i would never joke about this

XUE YANG/WEI WUXIAN Blood Array by giraffeter - 16k Summary: “I told you already that there’s not enough of Xiao Xingchen’s spiritual cognition left to bring him back,” he tells Xue Yang flatly. “What exactly are you hoping I’ll be able to accomplish?”

“You’re the Yiling Laozu,” Xue Yang replies, his eyes wide and wild. “Death is no obstacle for you. I’ve tried to learn everything I could from your writings, but it’s not enough. Somewhere in here, there’s something I missed. There has to be. You can fix it. You can fix him.”

~

Xue Yang succeeds in abducting Wei Wuxian in Yi City and sets him to the seemingly-impossible task of trying to resurrect Xiao Xingchen. As the two of them work, fight, and sleep side by side, Wei Wuxian can no longer deny the similarities — or the attraction — between them. Notes: the thing about this one is that it is, on some level, soooooooo canon, you know?

LAN WANGJI/SU SHE Disrupt, Corrupt, and Interrupt Me by hansbekhart - 3k Summary: Su She was warned about Lan Wangji, the way that warnings like this are often shared: whispered humid in the dark, with barely stifled laughter. Did you hear? Lan Wangji chooses boys as if he’s hunting. Once a boy is in his sights, he’s like a rabbit caught in a snare. You won’t be able to escape. He’ll visit unspeakable desires on your body and then abandon you for his next prey. Notes: everyone hates when I fucking rec this one and I will nOT stop reccing it because it understands just ABSOLUTELY EVERYTHING like is there anything better than having a really horrible sexy time. NO.

LAN WANGJI/WEI WUXIAN/JIANG CHENG the lantern by the door by Lirelyn - 64k Summary: Jin Ling’s needs were constant and repetitive; they ran like a lifeline through Jiang Cheng’s days. He didn’t need to see past the next feeding, the next changing. He didn’t need to persuade himself to get out of bed in the morning; sooner or later Lingling would cry, and he would find he could move after all. In the middle of the night, when neither of them could sleep, he paced up and down the room, holding Lingling to his chest, whispering, “Jiujiu’s here. I won’t leave you alone. I promise.” --- Jiang Cheng knew Lan Zhan had been seeing way more of Wei Ying than he had, but it still burned: Lan Zhan’s easy familiarity with Wei Ying’s household, with his thoughts. I’m the one that grew up with him. He was mine first. Notes: there's literally no way to be normal about this fic like I'm so incredibly serious about this look me in the eye it is the MOST character study ANYONE has EVER done (JC & WWX are not related in this one, although it does explore what the label 'brother' means to them so steer clear if that's a squick for you!) NIE MINGJUE/JIANG CHENG The Beat in your Chest by Pip - 5k Summary: Thursdays are for boxing. Thursdays are for Nie Mingjue. He pretends, sometimes, that they’re peers, even though they’re in different weight classes and always will be. He likes spitting and snarling at Nie Mingjue just to see what he’ll do, to push and shove at the boundaries. Nie Mingjue, it feels like sometimes, has self control the way that ponds have ice in the late fall- delicately and temporarily and easily disturbed.  Summary: it's quick and dirty who am I to argue with that kind of thing NIE MINGJUE/WEI WUXIAN Crowned in Glory (fear no more) by Pip - 19k Summary: It doesn't take an especially strategic mind to recognize that a poorly-maintained weapon is no weapon at all. Nie Mingjue can fix that. Notes: this is just GREAT fun!! I love sunshot era fics and this makes a really compelling case LAN WANGJI & WEN QING (not a relationship) sixteen stitches by curiositykilled 12k Summary: There is some irony, Wen Qing realizes, in being left to live with Lan Wangji alone in a small house with the last living member of her clan. Notes: this is a WIP and not a 'ship' per se bc they're not fucking nor dating in this but I LOVED how OP explores these two characters I love so much, maybe if we all comment how much we love it OP will update 😈

#mdzs #fic rec #there are some zhanchengxian fics under the cut so if that's a squick for u do not proceed!!

[gravitywonagain]

Beating Like a Hammer; Part 2

continuing this story about wlw hate-sex :)

tags: genderswapped characters, enemies to lovers, slow burn, dapper butch!lwj, vaguely femme!wwx, gratuitous mentions of woodworking and rugby minutiae, "dyke" but never as a slur

more tags to come later (including but not limited to: queer fam movie nights, trucks with sword names, bad bdsm etiquette, and better bdsm etiquette)

[E (eventually), 5k, 2/9, WLW Wangxian]

ii. 

—

[and well you need to put up with her sometimes.  she’s a friend of a friend and is always hanging around.  (looking at you like she knows what you look like in your underwear. ugh, jerk!)]

—

Wei Ying cries about it for the rest of the weekend and then she doesn’t think about it anymore. Or, she obsesses about it. It’s one or the other, really, and also kind of both. 

She loses herself in work. Piles and piles of commissions that she is, actually, on top of for once. She spends long hours in the workshop, comes home covered in sawdust with the smell of danish oil and shellac clinging to her clothes and hair. She does so many hand-cut dovetails she almost understands the desire to buy specific router bits. Almost. 

At work, she doesn’t let herself think about anything but work. Spinning saw blades and sharp chisels tend to demand attention more than some other things. She puts on music, sometimes a podcast when she’s sanding or finishing, but she is focused. Her mind doesn’t wander. 

It’s when she gets home -- or even just as she finishes closing up the shop -- that she circles back to the hot person at the bar. The mean, hot person at the bar. The mean, hot person at the bar who thought Wei Ying was straight. 

She doesn’t mean to. She’s not even that hurt by the (very wrong) assumption anymore. Okay, she has some self-esteem issues about it and she does really want to know what specifically about her caused that assumption so that she can never again fail someone’s gaydar so spectacularly, but that’s a personal growth thing and not really the problem. 

The problem is. 

So. 

Wei Ying has a type. And that type happens to very much include whatever the fuck gender presentation the (mean, hot) person at the bar had going on. 

Look. Wei Ying is a simple queer. She sees genderfuckery and she wants it inside of her. She’s not overly concerned with the identity politics of it. She likes big hands and people who look like they identify vaguely and with mild disdain for the concept. 

(It’s why she hangs out with so many rugby players.)

And that curt dismissal really didn’t hurt as much as she wishes it had. Sure, the basis of it has caused loss of sleep and self-image problems that Wei Ying would rather not be dealing with. But the bluntness of it, the meanness. Wei Ying finds herself with her hand between her legs thinking about other things that voice might say to her more often than she would like to admit. 

Three weeks pass like this. It’s fine. 

--

Nie Mingjue and Lan Huan arrive for their planned dinner on time, which, of course, means Wei Ying still needs at least fifteen more minutes to be ready, but it’s fine. They’re friends, this is Wei Ying’s house. She’s not worried about it. 

Huaisang greets their sister and sister-in-law and Wei Ying works fifteen minutes down to two. 

She throws her hair up into a quick, messy ponytail -- much faster than the braid she’d originally planned -- and shoves her legs into a pair of crimson yoga pants that almost look like leggings and that work well with her Rolling Stones t-shirt dress. She grabs the dangly earrings that Huan-jie bought for her, that she never gets to wear, from her nightstand and kicks her door shut behind her as she puts them in and walks. 

The usual cadence of voices is… interrupted. By a third. (Fourth?) An extra. A guest that Wei Ying wasn’t sure she was supposed to be expecting. She hears it from down the hall and it sounds -- familiar?

She stops walking, finishes putting in her earrings, drops her hands from her ears, and listens. 

Her heartbeat is loud, difficult to hear over, because it sounds like-- That extra voice is flat and low and way more familiar than it should be, all things considered. It takes her a second to be sure, but she is. It’s the voice she’s been playing in her head on repeat for three fucking weeks. The voice from the bar. 

The voice from the bar is offering pronouns to Nie Huaisang in Wei Ying’s apartment. (“She/her, generally.” Wei Ying’s brain files that information absently.) 

Wei Ying takes a breath. Another. Then she realizes she is standing, frozen, in her own hallway and that is not acceptable. This person, woman (generally), has already had a stranglehold on her thoughts for twenty-two days (or something like that) and Wei Ying is suddenly quite fed up with that, thank you. 

Just one more breath. She cracks her neck, her wrists, her fingers -- it’s a rhythm, she’s not stalling -- and rounds the corner. 

“Oh, Wei Ying!” Nie Huaisang is standing in their open kitchen with, “This is Lan Huan’s sister, Lan--”

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.” She doesn’t actually mean to say it. It just slips out. 

“-- Zhan,” Nie Huaisang finishes, lifting an eyebrow. “So you’ve met?”

The problem is-- The problem is, she looks fucking perfect. Again. All stone cold and gorgeous. Not at all as caught out as Wei Ying feels. But this time she’s looking back at Wei Ying, meeting her eyes, and is still somehow borderline dismissive about it. Like she’s not standing in Wei Ying’s kitchen, being offered Wei Ying’s chips. Like she still--

“She’s the hot, mean dyke who thinks I’m straight.”

Nie Mingjue chokes on her beer and walks away into the living room. 

“You think I’m hot?” says Lan Zhan, apparently, not acknowledging the rest of Wei Ying’s statement in any way. 

Wei Ying does not flush as she snaps back, “You know what you look like.”

Lan Zhan just raises an eyebrow and says nothing. She looks smug. Like she’s somehow won here, but Wei Ying isn’t going to give her the satisfaction. 

It’s hardly even 4pm, but if Mingjue-jie is already drinking Wei Ying will just be joining her. So she grabs a beer from the fridge, pops the top on the lip of the counter, and flops down on the couch next to a highly entertained Nie Mingjue. 

“Shut up,” she says before she takes the first swig. 

Nie Mingjue shakes her head with mock innocence that is utterly ruined by her arched eyebrows and wide grin, “I didn’t say shit.”

Wei Ying rolls her eyes. But Da-jie is easy in conversation so they talk. The rugby team had an away game over the weekend in Las Vegas against the Slots; Lightning lost but did better than they have in the past. The forge just brought in a metal lathe; it’s a new way to work metal that she hasn’t tried before and Wei Ying offers some tips from her (much slower) wood lathe experience. Lan Huan’s sister is moving to town… 

So much for distraction. 

Mingjue-jie seems to realize that there’s something going on there and asks, “Did she really think you were straight?” which is gratifying to be asked, if Wei Ying is being particularly honest. 

Nie Mingjue is an elder in the Tucson queer community. She looks like your stereotypical bulldyke, if your stereotypical bulldyke is also Chinese and taller than you. She’s thick with muscles built on the rugby pitch and honed in her forge, a healthy layer of fat that looks anything but soft. (She’s been mistaken for the men’s team prop forward more times than either of them would like to count. Wei Ying is pretty sure he’s smaller than her and mad about it.) Her hair is kept high and tight, piercings simple and clean, and the black ink on her arms curls around the lines of her biceps and triceps in only the best possible way. 

She is incredibly hot and incredibly queer. Wei Ying is, understandably she thinks, very pleased to hear the surprise in her voice as she asks. 

“Thank you!” she says, trying not to sound like she’s been thinking about this encounter for three weeks, but even she can hear that she’s unable to entirely keep the banked frustration from her voice. “And, yes. She called me a tourist in my own fucking hometown gay bar.”

Mingjue-jie laughs at that. Then, thankfully, changes the subject again. 

Lan Zhan is still in the kitchen with her sister and Nie Huaisang, and Wei Ying is trying not to think about her. It’s easier, talking with Mingjue-jie, to forget this isn’t just like every other time she and Huaisang have hosted Mingjue-jie and Huan-jie. 

She puts it out of her mind almost entirely until there’s a clinking of plates and glasses and a shuffling of feet against the kitchen tile and then Nie Huaisang, Lan Huan, and Lan Zhan are setting food and drinks down on the coffee table and settling onto couches. Huaisang takes their corner chair and Lan Huan settles against Nie Mingjue’s side, which leaves Lan Zhan to either stand or squeeze into the remaining space on the couch next to Wei Ying. 

She chooses to stand. 

Wei Ying isn’t disappointed. 

Wei Ying should stand up and offer her the seat on the couch, or maybe a pillow to cushion against the hard laminate floor, but she refuses to. Lan Zhan looks perfectly happy to stand anyway. 

Now that she’s close again, Wei Ying feels her agitation creeping back in, which. Isn’t great, she’ll be the first to admit. It’s just. Lan Zhan is… She’s so… She’s annoyingly at ease in Wei Ying’s space, is what she is, and she’s even more annoyingly-- handsome. 

She’s that kind of put-together dyke that makes disaster queers like Wei Ying feel bad about themselves. She’s wearing an outfit -- an outfit, not just clothes, but like a fucking ensemble -- that looks like it was styled for a “casual dyke” magazine shoot. That still works when she takes her jacket off. That would probably still work if she took her shirt off. Her bra probably fits her perfectly. It probably matches her fucking underwear. 

Lan Zhan looks like a person who owns more than three bras. 

Her hair is either extremely well kept or freshly cut: the sides of her undercut are beautifully faded and the top of it sweeps back and left in a way that looks effortless but definitely isn’t. Her ears hold the same simple, silver hoops as they did the other night in the bar, but now Wei Ying can see a necklace chain disappearing beneath the collar of her shirt and two rings on different fingers on each hand. 

She looks like she, in the immortal words of Tan France, “makes an effort.” 

Meanwhile, Wei Ying looks like she’s probably wearing clean clothes today. (She probably is.) 

The conversation flows around them. Da-jie is asking Huaisang about their latest commission -- a mural on a new apartment building over by the University -- and Huan-jie is listening with apparent interest. 

Wei Ying is trying to pay attention, but she can’t help feeling Lan Zhan’s eyes on her. Which is. 

She looks over, hoping to catch her in the act, and she does, but. As before, Lan Zhan looks anything but caught out. Their eyes meet and Wei Ying is surprised at the warm-honey color of Lan Zhan’s irises, so contrary to the ice cold of her gaze. 

“So, Da-jie said you’re moving to Tucson?” she tries. 

“Mn,” is Lan Zhan’s response. 

It’s an entirely noncommittal noise. Almost no inflection at all. But there’s a tiny twitch in her eyebrow, in the curve of her cheek, and it all somehow screams “(derogatory)”. 

Wei Ying bites the inside of her lip and tilts her head to the side. She meets Lan Zhan’s gaze with narrowed eyes of her own. 

She recognizes that she’s being ridiculous. She does. The woman rejected her based on a cursory glance and incorrect assumptions almost a month ago. Wei Ying had made assumptions then, too. She had said things that she shouldn’t have. It was nobody’s finest moment. They can move past it and try to be friends. It’ll be fine. 

She tries again, “How are you liking it so far?” 

This, at least, earns her actual words. 

“It is nice. Not too hot yet, but Jie assures me that will change.” 

Her voice is still barely inflected, almost toneless, but at least it’s not rude. Her eyes, however, seem to be assessing the living room, roving over it like she’s searching for weaknesses. She sways on her feet, an intentional motion. Leans down to pick up a can of flavored water, pausing like she’s daring Wei Ying to say something about it, then cracking it open with her long fingers when Wei Ying stays silent. 

“Yeah,” Wei Ying says, diving into the cliche of weather-based smalltalk, “March is nice still. June is definitely the worst.”

“Mn.” (derogatory; again)

“When are you planning on coming out?” she asks and then immediately wishes she could bite her tongue off as Lan Zhan smirks. But at least it gets Lan Zhan to fucking look at her again. 

She’s tall. Not quite as tall as Da-jie, but taller than Wei Ying, if only by a few inches. She towers over Wei Ying now, with Wei Ying slouching into the cushions of her couch and Lan Zhan’s back as straight as a bar clamp. 

“I’ll stay with Jie and Mingjue for another week until my lease starts.”

“Oh,” says Wei Ying, and then, on purpose this time, “so you’re already out.” 

Her grin spreads wide and it’s supposed to be a joke. It’s supposed to be something that they both can laugh at, that they both can use to move on from the misunderstanding at the club. 

Lan Zhan either doesn’t get Wei Ying’s humor or chooses to ignore it. She looks down at Wei Ying. Her cheekbones do that thing where they get sharper again, like they did when Wei Ying lashed out at her in the bar. The line of her mouth goes flat. 

All the tension that had been easing by degrees over the last few minutes snaps back into place with an almost audible twang. 

“I am.”

And see, it’s weird. Right? Because it’s almost sexual. It could be flirting. But there’s this edge to it: sharp, jagged, mean. 

Mean is good, but only if it’s meant to be good and Wei Ying cannot tell if Lan Zhan wants it to be or not. So it’s… Shaky. Confused. Too much slack in the bandsaw to cut right. 

“Me, too,” she says, but it feels wrong in her mouth, in the air. 

Lan Zhan’s eyes fall to the tongue and lips logo on Wei Ying’s dress and she quirks an eyebrow again. It’s such a small motion, barely even a gesture, but it holds just so much judgment. Which could mean fucking anything. And that makes Wei Ying bristle all over again because if Lan Zhan doesn’t recognize that it’s the Rolling Stones logo and not just a random open mouth on her shirt then she has no business even being in her apartment!

Okay. That’s a little much. And definitely a leap. 

Wei Ying feels her pulse rising and checks herself. She breathes through her nose as subtly as she can and excuses herself to the restroom. 

Once she has her shit together, she returns to the living room, but rather than rejoining the group on the couches, she goes straight for the record player. There is a lime green milk crate on the floor next to the end table the player sits on and she crouches down to rifle through the selection of vinyl records, searching for one that will help her mood. 

She likes music. She likes vinyl. Likes the material sound of it, the wobble of placing a new record on the platter. She likes things to be physical, tactile -- it’s why she works with wood. 

When Lan Zhan (inevitably) approaches her, Wei Ying is determined to be kinder. She lifts the crate and balances the edge of it on the corner of the table so that Lan Zhan can have a better look through the record sleeves if she wants to. 

“What kind of music do you like, Lan Zhan?” she asks. She smiles to show she means it, means her question and means to bridge the awkwardness between them. 

She watches from the corner of her eye Lan Zhan tracks the quick flickering of her fingers through the selection as she refamiliarizes herself with what they have picked out this month. 

It’s not their whole collection. Nie Huaisang likes to pick up new records at every available opportunity -- yard sales, estate sales, the opening sale at the new record shop between their favorite comics shop and board game store. But this is the current rotation, to be swapped out whenever one of them gets bored enough to actually do it. 

When no answer is forthcoming, Wei Ying stops her search. She looks up and meets Lan Zhan’s gaze as it sweeps from the records, up Wei Ying’s arms and torso, clocking the Stones logo again. 

Something like the beginning of a smirk curls her lips and she says, “Classical guqin.” Her eyebrow twitches up judgmentally again as she clarifies, “Live.”

Wei Ying bites the inside of her cheek so she doesn’t scream in Lan Zhan’s face. It’s just-- 

This bitch… 

It feels purposeful. Like she’s deliberately egging Wei Ying on. Like she’s hoping for a specific reaction. Like Wei Ying is giving it to her. 

Which is fine, actually. 

If that’s what she wants, Wei Ying can play that game. 

She rolls her eyes and switches out the record on the table, spinning it and watching the arm move as it sets the stylus in the groove. 

Over the speakers, a choir picks up the song, high and angelic. It’s almost thirty seconds before recognition dawns on Lan Zhan’s face -- Wei Ying is pleased to see it there at all, even if a little late -- as the lyrics ring through: 

You can’t always get what you want

But if you try sometimes

You’ll find

You get what you need

#wlw wangxian #wei wuxian #lan wangji #fanfiction #mdzs #the untamed #cql #rule 63 #genderswap #enemies to lovers #slow burn #dapper butch!lwj #vaguely femme!wwx #eventual hate sex #non-binary!nhs #bulldyke!nmj #powerdyke!lxc #but also a little bit #astrology lesbian!lxc #because i think it's more fun that way #my writing #beating like a hammer

[notdeadjack]

annual rec list 2022

I’ve decided to stop making manual annual rec lists like this, instead I will just bookmark them on AO3 which requires a LOT less time and effort on my side. However, I’ve already collected these fics so might as well post what I have.

3 fandom represented:

The Untamed: 11 fics Scum Villains Self Saving System: 34 fics Naruto: 2 fics

47 fics total

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The Untamed

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/23422183        March 31st by Midshipsman   3k, Wei Wuxian/Lan Zhan, a/b/o, body dysphoria, gender dysphoria, top!wei wuxian,

“You smell wrong,” Wei Ying complains. This doesn’t stop him from scrubbing his face further against Lan Wangji’s chest, though, nuzzling up towards his shoulder—no, towards his armpit. Lan Wangji breathes out in a fond huff and runs a hand through Wei Ying’s hair, coincidentally pressing the area a bit closer to Wei Ying’s nose. Wei Ying is fractious and irritable—understandably—but Lan Wangji knows what he means.

Omega olfactory abilities are fundamentally different from the alpha equivalent. Even the same smell—such as, say, the same person—will smell different to an omega nose. During a heat—which, from the tea-and-lilies scent in the air, Wei Ying is either approaching or in—when the senses are all heightened so much, of course Lan Wangji’s scent will be disconcerting.

“Mn,” Lan Wangji says.

He leaves his tea on the table and uses his right hand to pinch Wei Ying’s nose shut.

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/33379066        close by fluffysocks   517 words, Jiang Cheng/Wen Ning, corpse thigh fucking tbh,

Wen Ning does not ask questions either. He just lies there and takes it, greedily, for as long as he can. 

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/23926915        Whatever It Is by morau   20k, Jiang Cheng/Wen Ning, technically necrophilia, aphrodisiacs,

It starts, as with a lot of things, with a very poorly thought out prank, courtesy of Wei Wuxian. 

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/34847929        Straight at the Sun by diamondbruise   33k, Wei Wuxian/Lan Zhan, canon AU, mutual pining, pining while fucking, first time, miscommunication,

 "Wei Ying–” Lan Zhan started, voice a little bit hoarse. Wei Wuxian turned his face towards him, smiling.

“Aiyo, let me guess. You’ll take responsibility?” He snorted softly, putting on an air of nonchalance. “Don’t worry about it too much, Lan Zhan! We’re both men, right? Sometimes men do these kinds of things with their friends, so you definitely shouldn’t worry about it!”

or, wwx and lwj have sex and pine

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/26944216/        flight of a one-winged dove by bloodletter   93k, Nie Huaisang/Jiang Cheng, trans character, BDSM,

Talking at someone is only fun for so long. That's all being a sect leader is: talking and talking to people bound by courtesy to listen to you. It's so fucking dull. A relief, then, to face one’s equal, and no less an old friend who is inclined to interrupt you whenever you ramble. He likes it. It’s one of Jiang Cheng’s best qualities.

In the years after Guanyin Temple, Nie Huaisang attends to unfinished business.

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/27385870        Finding Loyalty by Noppoh  117k, Jin Zixuan/Jiang Cheng, canon AU, slow burn, physical abuse, referenced rape, political intrigue,

Wei Wuxian, vilified as the Yiling Patriarch, is invited to Jiang Yanli's and Lan Xichen's wedding. Jin Zixun takes the excuse to ambush him and Jin Zixuan arrives to mediate. When the Ghost General loses control, Wei Wuxian pushes Jin Zixuan to the side and takes the brunt of Wen Ning's attack.

What follows is a desperate attempt to save him and prevent the cultivational world from fully turning against him.

A story in which Jiang Cheng is his usual, snappy self, Jin Zixuan opens his eyes to what’s really going on and his father’s behaviour in particular, and Jin Guangyao finally finds what he’s been looking for.

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/23547583       The Frozen Jade Melts by Noppoh   70k, Lan Xichen/Nie Huaisang, healing, slow burn, mental health,

Returning from Guanyin Temple, Lan Xichen’s mind is numb and his heart freezes over, as cold as the winter that develops the mountains. But as time can thaw the ice, melt the snow, and bring the mountain streams back to life, can it heal Lan Xichen’s heart as well? And will it crumble when Nie Huaisang comes into play? 

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https://archiveofourown.org/series/2685595       One Time Too Many series by edgarallanrose  7k, Lan Zhan/Jiang Cheng, Wei Wuxian/Lan Zhan,

“Sometimes it’s worth it to wait for the right person,” Wei Wuxian said, suddenly the sage.

“Who said anything about waiting? I’m not completely inexperienced,” Jiang Cheng said with an eyeroll. Then, horrifyingly, he glanced over at Lan Wangji. It was only for a split second, and Wei Wuxian didn’t notice, but Lan Wangji was now at risk of experiencing a full qi deviation.

“It doesn’t matter if you are or aren’t! Lan Zhan and I were never with anybody before each other, and it’s worked out great for us!”

Jiang Cheng, the absolute buffoon, pointedly stared at Lan Wangji.

Lan Wangji tried to set him on fire with his mind.

 Or: Lan Wangji and Jiang Cheng had exactly one night of grief-stricken sex over a decade ago that they would both like to forget. Detective Wei Wuxian is determined to get all the details and cause chaos!

RN: summary for second fic, which is borderline crack, first fic is the angsty one night stand

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/36111961        lotus blossoms out of season    Kieron_ODuibhir  5k, gen, implied suicide, yunmeng siblings three-in-one combo pack, sorrow,

“How could you let him?” she asked abruptly.

It came out—menacing. Her own voice hadn’t been capable of conveying anger like that. If she’d tried very hard to rage, it would have been shrill and unimpressive, and if she’d spoken the way she’d tried to just now, it might have chilled the right room but it would still have sounded gentle.

A-Cheng’s voice had no softness in it, and both boys went very still.

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/25822288        bilateral by serein   33k, Nie Mingjue/Jiang Cheng, Nie Huaisang/Jiang Cheng, poly, partner sharing, getting together, relationship negotiation, BDSM,

I wouldn't mind, Mingjue's voice echoes in his mind. If you wanted to be - with him, also. We share everything.

au where mingcheng start banging during sunshot, and this fixes a lot of things. life gets more complicated, however, when nie mingjue notices his brother's feelings for his lover.

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/21286022        What married people do by Shamelesscooper 216k, Jiang Cheng/Liu Qingge, x-over, marriage of convenience, slow burn, mutual pining, demisexual!jiang cheng, relationship negotiation, bathing,

“I propose that we kill two birds with one stone,” Liu Mingyan said, and if her tone goes a bit theatrical, Jiang Cheng had the decency not to point it out.

“I don’t follow,” Jiang Cheng deadpanned, crossing his arms. “I thought the plan was to milk this whole thing for what it’s worth and gracefully part ways when it inevitably fell apart.”

“Yes, well. There’s a perfectly viable solution to the whole ‘falling apart’ part - you,” she said, pointing to Jiang Cheng, “Marry my brother.”

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Jiang Cheng gets married in the spring of his 39th year. It turns out better than he expected.

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Scum Villains Self Saving System

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/24526483       a cold bath is good for the heart by fishpoets   5k, Mobei Jun/Shang Qinghua, pre-relationship, bathing, hairwashing, trust,

Shang Qinghua swallowed, his mouth dry. He licked his lips. “Does my king want...”

“Deal with this,” Mobei-jun griped. He dropped the tangle of his hair back into the water with a plop.  

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/18501697        The Pen is Mightier by Shamelesscooper   28k, Mobei Jun/Shang Qinghua, power dynamics, bottom!MBJ,

The thought had been niggling at the back of his mind quite a bit lately. He wasn’t showing Shang Qinghua proper obeisance, was he? They’d grown so comfortable in their roles - Mobei-Jun as Shang Qinghua’s king, and Shang Qinghua as his dutiful servant - that they hadn’t thought to… stop. It was how it had always been. But things were different, now, weren’t they? They’d been different for a long time now. To ignore that wasn’t proper.

That stops now, Mobei-Jun decides. His ancestors would be rolling in their graves to see him ignore the proper rites of courtship - the fact that he and Shang Qinghua were already mated besides. He was not raised to be some kind of country rube, as much as being sequestered so far up north might imply otherwise. Shang Qinghua was his partner, and, with all factors properly calculated, the more powerful of the two. It was only proper that Mobei-Jun display an appropriate level of submission to his better.

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Mobei-Jun realizes with increasing clarity that he wants to serve Shang Qinghua. Shang Qinghua does NOT pick up on it. 

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/28459854        You're the cure by greenteafiend   15k, Mobei Jun/Shang Qinghua, body swap, first time,

“Spit it out,” said Mobei Jun impatiently. “It’s just—the only, um, method of reversing this curse that I know of would be very unpleasant for you! Extremely unpleasant! You’d probably want to avoid it at all costs! So I think the best course of action would be for me to do a little more additional research to see if I can find another way that would be less, um, personally distasteful for you, my King. That is, of course, assuming that being trapped in this lowly servant’s body isn’t already too distasteful to bear?” “Tell me what your ‘method’ entails and I will make a decision,” said Mobei Jun.

aka, Mobei Jun touches an object that curses he and Shang Qinghua to swap bodies.            

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/35395561        Try Again by PrinceJakeFireCake   50k, OG!Luo Binghe/Shen Qingqiu, time travel, slow burn, identity reveal,

Luo Binghe, heavenly demon lord with three hundred plus wives, wakes up fourteen-years-old again. He quickly realizes that the man who looks like Shen Qingqiu is not the real deal. He is really contemplating putting everything behind him and leaving the sect to raise sheep. 

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/24755260        When tea becomes ritual by rinsled05  4k, Shen Qingqui/Liu Qingge, pining, tea,

“I’m in the middle of training,” Liu Qingge says in a clipped tone.

“That’s all right,” Shen Qingqiu says, flicking his fan in the air. “Go train, I’ll wait.”

Liu Qingge stares at him. “Wait?”

“Until you’re done, of course,” Shen Qingqiu says, as if it’s the most obvious thing. “I’ll find us some tea.”

Liu Qingge could have told Shen Qingqiu that his training would last all day. He could have informed him, brusquely, without care, that he dislikes having his rituals interrupted, that Shen Qingqiu would be waiting for the sun to cease its rise and fall, the mountains around them to crumble and fade.

Instead, he lets out a rush of air through his nose. “Fine. I will join you when I’m done.”

Shen Qingqiu’s face lights up, soft and pleased.

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In which Liu Qingge's rituals are interrupted by Shen Qingqiu, and he learns that he doesn't mind that one bit.     

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/19160290        our story's just begun by aishiteru   120k, Luo Binghe/Shen Qingqiu/Liu Qingge/Yue Qingyuan, harem,

[Congratulations! User has scored with: Luo Binghe: (max level cap reached) Shang Qinghua: +200 points; “eternal bros” tag added Yue Qingyuan: +200 points; “childhood sweethearts” tag added; further content unlocked Liu Qingge: +200 points; further content unlocked]

Or: Amongst other things, Shen Qingqiu goes through an identity crisis, gives Luo Binghe the wedding of his dreams, and gets saddled with his very own harem.

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/21724141        Dew Over by ataratah   63k, Luo Binghe/Shen Qingqiu, identity porn,

Shen Qingqiu does a slightly better job of resolving things with Luo Binghe before self destructing, so when he's reborn into the Sun and Moon Dew Flower Seed body, the System gives him the chance to unlock a new save file as Peerless Cucumber: Mysterious Rogue Cultivator.

He still can't escape the protagonist's orbit, or his fate as a fixer of plotholes, of course, but Shen Yuan won't let go of his fresh start so easily.

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/23585149        Deluxe System 2.0: Co-op Mode! by kitsunealyc   74k, Luo Binghe/Shen Qingqiu, Yue Qingyuan/OG!Shen Qingqiu, body sharing,

Standing on the edge of the Endless Abyss, Shen Yuan chooses to take the point deduction and die rather than shove Luo Binghe over the edge.

What can the System do except engage the failsafe mode and restore the account of the original user?

(or, Shen Yuan and Shen Jiu become trapped in the same body and are forced to cooperate in order to survive the plot and achieve their happy endings)

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/27461875        voluntary victim (tie the noose) by technorat  118k, Luo Binghe/OG!Shen Qingqiu/Liu Qingge, time travel, h/c, angst, slow burn,

Looking back at everything, Shen Qingqiu comes to a conclusion: everything that went wrong in his first life happened because of him.

Or, the Peak Lords search for Shen Qingqiu. Too bad he doesn't want to be found.

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/36441523        we should stick together by pennydaniels  41k, OG!Shen Qingqiu/Liu Qingge, marriage,

Shen Jiu is drowning on Qing Jing Peak in his struggle to become Head Disciple and then hopefully Peak Lord. He's always been good at surviving but somehow can't help wanting more than that. He just wants to make the right decision.

(In which Shen Jiu is just trying to keep his head above water dealing with his faulty cultivation and capricious Shizun, has more than a few illuminating conversations with the brothel ladies, gets caught in a sex pollen disaster with Liu Qingge, and watches the other try their best to make it right.)

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/34189129        forever and ever and ever and ever by pennydaniels  25k, OG!Shen Qingqiu/Liu Qingge, AU, sex work, marriage,

Shen Jiu saves Liu Qingge's life. Liu Qingge isn't the type of person to let debts go unpaid.  

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/19207162       For Another by Gotcocomilk  3k, Luo Binghe/Shen Qingqiu/Liu Qingge,

Liu Qingge would stand before him, shield and sword, and offer his all.

So, when the man who held his heart and sword called for him, he came on the fastest blade in the human world. And when that man looked at him, a demonic arm curled around his waist and Luo Binghe plastered to his back, Liu Qingge stood at the ready.

And when that man asked him to come into their bed, Liu Qingge pulled off his outer robe with steady hands.

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/37276570        open my lungs to let you in by ghostybreads   20k, Luo Binghe/Shen Qingqui, truth serum, identity reveal,

Shen Qingqiu had a secret. So, naturally, it was only a matter of time before he was hit by a truth serum wife plot.

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“How are you?”

“Horny. Kind of want Binghe to rail me, I guess. But it’s manageable.”

Liu Qingge’s hand on his forehead froze, and he was close enough that Shen Qingqiu could hear his breathing stop. He stared back expressionlessly, the mortification distantly crawling up the back of his neck. Honest One-Horned–

The frustrated scream that he usually vented in his head, came out straight from mouth.

“aaAAAAAHHHH GODDAMNIT AIRPLANE–”

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/27570775        Horns by Tossawary   11k, Mobei-jun/Shang Qinghua, crack treated seriously,

Seventeen-year-old Shang Qinghua, a lowly outer disciple of An Ding Peak, is staring at the realized version of his favorite character and the man has horns. Horns that he’s not supposed to have! Because Airplane Shooting Towards The Sky did not imagine Mobei-Jun having horns! What the hell is this?! 

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/21679279        Curse of the Black Moon Flower by cannon_fodder  4k, Shen Qingqui/Liu Qingge, sex pollen, fuck or die,

“I told you, we’d both rather die.”

In an alternate timeline, Shen Qingqiu succeeds in saving Liu Qingge from his qi deviation. Liu Qingge is desperate to find some way to repay him.

Fortunately, Liu Qingge stumbles into the perfect opportunity to clear his debts.

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/19302271        Provide for You by yourheartsdesire   37k, Luo Binghe/Shen Qingqui, kink discovery, nipple play, lactation kink,

One night, during a moment of passion Shen Qingqiu accidentally revealed a deep-seated desire of his heart, mumbled amidst his cries - a desire for something more.

Luo Binghe, the supportive husband he was, implemented a brand-new routine in their love life to adhere to Shen Qingqiu's needs. And with it, he set them off on a journey of self-discovery. 

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/31839637        What Dreams Are Made Of by seocago   61k, Luo Binghe/Shen Qingqui, reverse transmigration, fluff,

Shen Yuan was back. To his own body, to his own room. To his own world. Was he not dead after all? Was the transmigration thing all a dream? Then why.. would he hold this crying mess of a disciple in his arms, chanting a very worrying amount of sorry and don't leave?

Nonsense. Complete nonsense.

Yet Shen Yuan closed his eyes, hand skillfully reaching to tug off Luo Binghe's hair ornament before tossing it aside on his bed. Letting his fingers comb through the disciple's disheveled hair as he said, "I'm here." No energy left to think. Mumbling, "This master is here, this master won't leave."

And just like that, Shen Yuan fell back asleep; Luo Binghe in his arms.

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/24614836        Insert A R'yleh Original Title by Monyas   5k, Luo Binghe/Shen Qingqui, canon-AU, eldritch, tentacles,

It was honestly so embarrassing.

What he had done was the human equivalent of somehow losing his eyeballs because he made the mistake of looking down and blink. It was that stupid. In fact, maybe Shen Yuan would have preferred to lose a few eyeballs instead, since he had thousands of them on a good day anyway. But no, oh no, he had to go and die.

-In which Eldritch!Shen Yuan dies and has an identity crisis. Being human takes so much effort!-

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/31211666        Without a Clue by x_los   15k, Luo Binghe/Shen Qingqiu, first time, loss of viginity, mutual pining,

Immediately before the Immortal Alliance Conference, Luo Binghe learns (via the magic of library science) that he alone can cure Shen Qingqiu's debilitating condition. When Binghe properly understands what that remedy will actually entail, he is even keener to be of use to his shizun. 

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/34988704        the court of the winter king by tagteamme   34k, Mobei-jun/Shang Qinghua, a/b/o, friends with benefits, mutual pining,

There is not a lot that can be denied to Mobei Jun. It seems to be cemented by the way that Shang Qinghua falls into bed with him. Yet it seems that while Shang Qinghua will willingly give up his body, Mobei Jun will never hold his heart.

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Mobei Jun gets drunk off the other man’s body, sinks into it, revels in it and unspools as much pleasure as possible between them. Yet, when he grazes his teeth over the small patch of skin where he could leave his mark, Shang Qinghua always rebuffs him with a nervous laugh.

“My king,” Shang Qinghua exhales, breath hot against Mobei Jun’s lips. “It really wouldn’t be proper to do that to a servant.”

Mobei Jun does not care, but he can sense the layered meaning— Shang Qinghua does not want Mobei Jun to do it to him, does not want to push the physical gratification over the edge into something more.

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/26026021        Peerless_Eats by tabulaxrasa   8k, Luo Binghe/Shen Qingqui, modern-AU, mutual pining,

Shen Yuan had a huge, well-kept secret. He had, for two years, managed to not breathe a word of it. None of his coworkers or friends or students had any idea at all, and it was something he kept close to his heart. Lips sealed, that was Shen Yuan!

His secret was that he had an amazing roommate.

(Binghe cooks amazing food! Shen Yuan makes a secret Instagram about it! Will they survive academia long enough to realize they are in love? Could I fit more tropes in this thing?)

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/31440392        The Best Luo Binghe by Neery   9k, OG Luo Binghe/Shen Qingqui, reverse transmigration, identity issues,

The System drops PIDW Luo Binghe at a convention.

Binghe is going to have sex with this actor who's disguised as his Shizun. It's going to be satisfying and cathartic, and won't awaken any feelings in him whatsoever.

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/23054974        To You, I Surrender Everything by bloodsongs   9k, Luo Binghe/Shen Qingqui, bottom!binghe, dom!shen qingqui,

“Has Shizun thought about this humble disciple’s suggestion further?”

“Which suggestion?” Shen Qingqiu replies, equally casually, as though he hadn’t been thinking about it every other night since Luo Binghe first brought it up.

Luo Binghe opens his palm and tilts it to the side, letting Shen Qingqiu’s hair fall through his fingers before he leans in, his breath tickling the back of Shen Qingqiu’s neck. He’s so close that Shen Qingqiu can hear it when Luo Binghe parts his lips with a soft, wet sound.

“Shizun taking me,” Luo Binghe whispers, wrapping his arms around Shen Qingqiu. “Shizun inside of me.”

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/23991694        Songs of a Wayfarer by foxflowering   56k, Luo Binghe/Shen Qingqui, modern-au, ballet, h/c, epilepsy, pining,

Binghe’s first impression of Shen Yuan was thus: He’s so young! Twenty-five at the very most, though twenty-two was a more likely estimate. Still stage-aged! That was crazy young for a Cang Qiong ballet instructor! Most of Binghe’s teachers were in their late thirties or forties — former pros who’d aged out of performing after years and years of intense physical strain.

He must be the youngest teacher I’ve ever had, Binghe thought. Then, his face growing hot at the thought, The most beautiful, too. No contest. ✽

Fourteen year-old Luo Binghe is a student at the prestigious, highly competitive Cang Qiong Academy of Modern Dance. There, he meets Shen Yuan — an enigmatic (and devastatingly beautiful) dancer-turned-teacher.

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/31233068        fire spreading all around by technorat   9k, OG Luo Qinghe & OG Shen Qingqui, time travel,

After the events of Proud Immortal Demon Way, Luo Binghe cut a hole through time in order to see why he had not been given a kindly Shizun.

Or, Luo Binghe's adventure in raising his Shizun.

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/30344592       Babe in the Woods by Tossawary  19k, Mobei-Jun/Shang Qinghua, accidental baby aquisition, child endagerment,

A Pre-Canon Canon Divergence fic.

Airplane Shooting Towards The Sky didn’t remember anything about Mobei-Jun having a child! He remembered Mobei-Jun having siblings, sure, but he was pretty sure that he’d alluded to Mobei-Jun’s terrible uncle doing… away with most of them. Did that mean that this demon child was supposed to… die for the plot?

In which, when Airplane meets Mobei-Jun and saves the demon's life, he also meets and saves Mobei-Jun's baby brother. Hiding and helping two spoiled young demon masters is twice the trouble.

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/17568758       I Wish You Were My Husband by Feynite   110k, Luo Binghe/Shen Qingqiu, Shen Qingqiu/Liu Qingge, harem-AU,

AU based on The Dreamer in the Spring Boudoir (familiarity with that story's not required).

Wherein Shen Yuan transmigrates into a harem intrigues romance novel (gay edition), Yue Qingyuan really fucks up, Liu Qingge is not suitable for his job, and no one even remotely sees Luo Binghe coming.

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/24748873        Bride's Last Words by verity   5k, Shang Qinghua/Liu Qingge, married fuck or die,

"The afflicted must cry out their husband's name in the throes of passion," Shen Qingqiu continued.

Liu Qingge said, "I'm going to die."

Ah, he was coming around to it. Shang Qinghua patted Liu Qingge's shoulder awkwardly. He'd always wanted to touch this beautiful specimen of masculinity... that it was in the War God of Bai Zhan Peak's final hours was so tragic. "There, there," he said.

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/26510602       where will we see this moon next year by Caecandy  82k, Luo Binghe/Shen Qingqiu/Liu Qingge, slow burn, depression, sex pollen,

Sometimes, Shen Yuan dreams of home. He is Shen Yuan in these dreams, not the peerless immortal, but rather the sickly boy. Occasionally, his family visits. His sister’s face is indistinct. He tries to focus on it, but cannot. She sounds upset, but her words are unclear-- her voice only a half-remembered hum.

When he dreams of them, he feels guilty. When he doesn’t, he almost feels worse

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In which Shen Qingqiu becomes depressed, Luo Binghe and Liu Qingge team up to 'fix' it, and the universe itself decides to get in on the fun. You're the love interest, you aren't allowed to be miserable!            

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/35738560        Built as We Aren't by Starrs__00  78k, Shen Qingqiu/Liu Qingge, a/b/o, dysmorphia, pining,

Shen Qingiu (formerly Shen Yuan) wakes up in an A/B/O version of Proud Immortal Demon Way as an...wait for it...Omega! What shitty luck! Fortunately, there has never been a better Ignorer-Of-Inconvenient-Truths than Shen Qingqiu.

If he doesn't acknowledge it, then it can't be real. And that definitely won't come back to bite him in the ass.

Right?

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https://archiveofourown.org/series/1313387         Dual Cultivation series by acernor   98k, Luo Binghe/Shen Qingqiu/Liu Qingge, fuck or die, bdsm, voyerism,

Fuck or die, but Shizun's injured... Liu Qingge, hero that he is, says that he'll take the dick in his place.

Luo Binghe tries to fuck him hard enough that he forgets about his thing for Shen Qingqiu.

Shen Qingqiu has to sit there and watch.

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/20031565        Tapping the Icebox by acernor, Sath  7k, Mobei-jun/Shang Qinghua, bottom!mobei-jun, voyerism,

“Sometimes when Luo Binghe and Shen Qingqiu make love-” Shang Qinghua thinks of the right way to phrase it, drawing on his extensive experience- “Shen Qingqiu’s heavenly pillar descends to Luo Binghe’s ravine, if you understand me,” he says, moving his eyebrows in a way that is meant to convey deep meaning.

Mobei-Jun does not make an expression of understanding, but he’s watching Shang Qinghua very, very closely.

“Shang Qinghua,” he says. “You want to be inside me?”

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/20480420        A Memory: Curing Succubi Poisoning with Master Liu by acernor  3k, Shen Qingqiu/Liu Qingge, sex pollen, masturbation,

During the succubus extra... Liu Qingge really doesn't know how to jack off and Shen Qingqiu has to help him.

Written for Liu Qingge Fuck or Die week!!!

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/34200298        In Good Hands by acernor   7k, Luo Binghe/Shen Qingqiu/Liu Qingge, massage or die,

In an unforeseeable twist, Liu Qingge is hit with a poison that requires him to be gently touched all over in order to remove its influence. Luckily his stern and cold shixiong- who recently had a personality change- seems to know what to do to...

Wait, luckily?! Liu Qingge might die of mortification before Shen Qingqiu is even done with his hands!

ETA second chapter- bingliushen post canon second round, rating has increased ;)

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Naruto

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/21663286       Three's A Crowd (fight or flirt) by multifandom_fanfic_writer   44k, Sakura/Kakashi/Itachi, flirting, threesome,

A simple conversation overheard between Kakashi and Genma changes the way Sakura thinks of her former sensei. New possibilities unfold. As luck would have it, the next mission is for Kakashi and Sakura only.

On this mission, they have an unexpected guest - and he and Kakashi have a history.

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/13867416        Soft as an Unready Mind by BC_Brynn   122k, Naruto/Shikamaru, canon AU, yamanaka!naruto,

Inoichi’s decision to adopt the boy was a spur of the moment thing, but he stood by it, and he could not be prouder of both his children, even if they lived to give him grey hair.

Or, how a Yamanaka-trained Naruto went and cheerfully dismantled the last shreds of Sasuke’s self-image because conventional therapy obviously wasn’t working well enough, and then proved that even the best minds could be entirely dumb when it came to romance.

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#notdead recs #the untamed #svsss

[leatherbookmarking]

“lwj fully supports his murderous boyfriend” more like his EX-murderous boyfriend who is polite, helpful and heroic now. what would hanguang-jun do if yiling laozu came back to life out for blood? jin zixun and jin guangshan are already dead, but what if they weren’t. or if there was some other person wwx wanted to get revenge on, and in the process of getting it, accidentally killed, idk, lan qiren? oh, jin ling! maybe even before finding out he’s jyl’s son, he’s simply dressed like a jin and wwx doesn’t exactly have fondness for them.

or like, yeah, what if he came back and made a resentful beeline straight to jinlintai to kill jin guangshan? what if, just like before, it didn’t end with that? what if he killed jin guangyao? in front of lan xichen? what now, hanguang-jun. how does that feel, hanguang-jun

#thinky thots #shut up shrimp #nie huaisang from the sidelines: huh! #nie huaisang when the yiling laozu doesn't stop: huh #nie huaisang when he remembers he's left da-ge at home: h #cql's change of making wwx not-die was funny in that even he himself was super confused as to what happened to him #'where i was? i really have no fucking idea lan zhan' #'yeah by all means i should probably be a resentful ghost ! weird. anyway'

[guqin-and-flute]

The Most Public Private Meet-Cute [Episode 4]

NHS: hello everyone my name is nie huaisang

Background Person: hiii huaisaaang

NHS: and fun fact about me is that i grew up around lan xichen and i know exactly what his type is

NHS: ON A COMPLETELY UNRELATED NOTE here is my dear and very single friend who desperately needs love and affection and probably a hug meng yao

MY: oh hey that’s me

NHS: say hi meng yao

MY: uh ok how weirdly specific sure thing

NHS: the stage is set i give it 2 minutes

MY: hello my name is meng yao and i’ve brought you a box hope u like it there’s a pot in it

MY: uhhh ok some things about me i’m adorable i get bullied frequently i eat dry bread and my dimples are deep enough to hold all my war crimes see? *ping*

Asshole 1: did someone order some loud and publicly cruel narration about your tragic and slightly damning backstory??

MY: no?? ?

Asshole 1:  too late

MY:  ugh do you allow returns

Asshole 1: WOW THIS DUDE SUCKS

Asshole 2: yeah totally and his dad fuckin hates him rolled him down the steps of jinlintai like a fuckin slinky

MY: well this feels a bit unwarranted

Asshole 1: naaah his dad would have to actually CARE to hate him

WWX:  damn this is brutal hope this doesn’t foreshadow any major plot component that might outline the problem with the idea of reputation vs honor in our society and the place hearsay and gossip plays in the perception of the value of a person that would suck

Random Background person: sure would especially if it greatly impacted you as a person

Asshole 1:  i love shitting on people with u bro

Asshole 2: awww bro

JYL: rude

JC: wow

WWX: jfc

MY:  this is fun so glad i came

LXC:  .......hm.

NHS: 10...9...8...

LWJ: xichen  n  o

Asshole 1: ANYWAY FUCK THIS DUDE

LWJ: u need to stop and not for the reason u think

LQR:  CAN U READ THE ROOM PLEASE AND SHUT THE ACTUAL HELL UP what do you think this is? some kind of high school?? who do you think you are?? children? ? nONSENSE

Asshole 1:  oh shit i thought talking at regular volume in plain sight of a silent room gave me anonymity

Asshole 2: oh no me too what an unforeseen outcome

LQR: anyway, now for-- oh god oh no what are u doing r e s i s t, boy

LXC: [i_need_a_hero.mp3]

Random Lan: love this song

LWJ:  jfc here we go

JC: is this a kissing book?

MY:  sure could use a hug

WWX:  ur gonna get more than that dude

JYL: aww good for him

LXC: why hello.

MY: ho- (where is the saxaphone music coming from)

MY: -ly- am i in slow motion ur very tall did u know ur very tall

MY: shit hey.

LXC: hey :)

LXC:  o h .

LXC:  good god i have gravely miscalculated my investment in the situation what did i come down here for again

MY: hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh u have a mouth i have a mouth what a strange coincidence

MY: i humbly present my body BOX my box this box right here it’s really cool it has a red thing in it it’s for u or maybe the grandmaster i can’t really remember anymore  or feel my legs fuck

LXC: oh yeah the reason i came down here theoretically i should at least pretend to care about what’s in the box

Ambience: [Careless_Whisper_on_Flute.mp3]

WWX: HOLD THE PHONE that’s allowed?? i don’t have to sword fight the gay feelings? he’s beating me at public homoerotic subtext chicken this cannot stand i have to up my game

Pot: I’m a metaphor or something it’s not really relevant at this point is it?

LXC: nope so anyway i could probably fit you into my pocket and cherish you forever thoughts? i’m thinking gentians for the wedding

MY: i can’t feel my face currently but yes to all

MY: ur touching my hands again

LXC: oh trust me i am VERY aware

NHS:  :)))

LWJ: can i go?

Random Lan: probably not

LWJ: ugh i have my own gay shit to deal with

Random background Guy: taking notes for my fanfic

MY: message very fucking received

MY: we are bowing now because we are very polite and definitely not experiencing a life changing sexual awakening in a crowded room

Random Background Person: u guys know people can hear u, right?

LXC: yes very polite definitely nothing gay and certainly no lifelong connection that could potentially end in horrific tragedy for the both of us thank goodness

NHS: guys i didn’t mean elope right fucking now

MY: did u like my box?

LXC: it’s the best box the most adorable box I’ll keep this box forever in my heart

NHS: dude it’s not for u it’s for ur uncle

WWX: i cannot BELILEVE i’m losing public gay chicken i’m gonna get lan zhan a box

BONUS:

Random Asshole 2:

yeah technically he’s zixuan’s brother but jgs treated him like shit what’s ur raction to that zixuan?

JZX: think i’m gonna stick with haughty silence, if i’m honest

Random Asshole 2: that seems on brand

[more brief summaries because yeah]

#tadaaaa. Several people asked for this I shall try to find names? But I have horrible organization #Trying the transcript in a different way! Is it more legible? Is it obnoxious? Is the different negligible? I don't know anymore! #This one is OLD but I needed to not look at it for a while so I guess I don't hate it anymore?? #ANYWAY #brief summary #xiyao #my stuff #my edit #Huaisang later when Xichen disarms the Wen: WOW HE'S SO COMPETENT AND GREAT ISN'T HE MENG YAO? #Meng Yao: STOP STOP I'M ALREADY DEAD

[somebodyssherlock-heterodyne]

Just came up with an Untamed AU on discord. Messages are copy pasted. Basic premise: Lan Xichen, three years into seclusion, is punted back into his body at the start of lectures, over twenty years ago. He is tired of being nice and decides to go apeshit. Mans wakes up before the Sunshot Campaign and just goes FUCK NO enlists WWX, who's smart enough to be a genius invaluable helper and stupid enough to not notice that Xichen keeps referencing things that haven't happened yet, and together they go feral stopping a war.

Or, better yet:

Xichen, knowing full fucking well how long it took these STUPID FUCKS to get together: so Wangji I thought I'd tell you since lectures start soon that you're betrothed to Wei Wuxian. *Enumerates the qualities Wangji himself would drunk rant about * anyways lectures would be a great time for you to get to know each other.

Wangji, taking this alliance Very Seriously: of course brother. *Leaves *

Xichen: great! Now I just have to actually get them engaged.

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He then writes to Madam Yu asking her to retcon the engagement "you can say you argued with me about it a lot but listen. I am offering to take Wei Wuxian off your hands for next to nothing." And ofc she goes "fine with me". They fight about terms the whole time lectures are going and then Jiang Cheng finds out Wei Wuxian is engaged and uhh.

Remember how Wuxian punched Yanli's fiance for insulting her once? Remember how Lan Zhan insulted Wuxian in front of his brother multiple times?

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Xichen, arriving because of an urgent summons: uncle? What is it?

Lan Qiren: The Jiang heir tried to kill Wangji!

Lan Xichen, who is an older brother: good for him now what was the summons about

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Jiang Cheng does not react well to his mother marrying off both his siblings and by that I mean he takes said siblings with him as witnesses to his elopement with Huaisang.

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Xichen, knowing that those two are messy bitches who will make each other happy: good for them. Anyways tell Madam Yu that if the Jiang Sect is just so strained in finances that Wuxian's dowry is that low I'll be happy to pay part of Yanli's dowry to the Jins, given their pickiness in richness. I mean if this is the dowry she can barely manage for their best cultivator I can't imagine Yanli's is much higher.

Madam Yu: tell him I killed the accountant that was embezzling and I'll do the same thing to him if he doesn't shut up and take this sum.

Xichen: a wonderful dowry I'm so glad you could manage it. I know I'm robbing you of the greatest cultivator your sect has produced, therefore leaving your son to take that spotlight and the responsibility it entails, but I have absolute faith that you have raised him for the occasion. If you don't give me a better deal on the mining split for the land parcel I'm exacting justice for my brother.

Yu: you will take that mining split and be happy about it and I'll raise your percentage on the grain are you happy now you fucking snake.

Xichen: very. So glad we could come to this agreement. It brings me great joy to hear that you believe my extortion abilities are on par with your own.

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Three days later

Lan Qiren, who has no idea this marriage is happening: why did I just get the title deed to five hundred acres of land signed by Madam Yu

Xichen, who has informed his uncle of approximately nothing because their relationship died when thirty three lashes landed on his brother's back: oh it's part of Wuxian's dowry.

Lan Qiren, utterly still: his what

Xichen, a little shit: dowry? He is the Jiangs head disciple and I am stealing him for an alliance marriage to Wangji

Lan Qiren doubling over and going straight into Qi deviation: A WHAT-

#the untamed #lan xichen #lan wangji #wei wuxian #jiang cheng #sangcheng #wangxian #fix it #feral lan xichen #lan qiren

[robininthelabyrinth]

Light on the Door

- chapter 6 -

aka the WWX gets adopted by the Nie sect for everyone who’s forgotten about this one

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“I’m not angry,” Nie Mingjue said when they sheepishly explained the demonic cultivation they’d been doing while on the Burial Mounds. “You were in a tight spot, and you did what you needed to do to survive.”

Wei Wuxian and Nie Huaisang both nodded furiously.

“I am, however, disappointed.”

Their shoulders slumped.

Not that it was going to stop them from proceeding, of course.

Nie Mingjue wasn’t going to delude himself here. He’d met his younger brothers.

“But da-ge, it can be so helpful,” Nie Huaisang said, almost on cue. “The way we’ve worked it out – well, mostly Wei Wuxian, he did most of the work –”

“Well, I am your shixiong, of course I did. Also, you like being lazy and useless.”

“Shut up, that’s not relevant here. The thing is, though, it’s really not that hard to make it work, and it’s really, really useful. The amount of power we can generate is exponentially greater –”

“I’m aware,” Nie Mingjue said, suppressing his temper through force of will. “That’s why demonic cultivation is considered to be so dangerous, and that’s why our Nie sect cultivation method, which is only barely orthodox, gives us strength that outstrips the other sects’. We all know it’s powerful, but equally so, we know that it’s bad for you. Did everything I said on the subject go in one ear and out the other?”

“No, we listened, really!” Wei Wuxian chirped, looking especially earnest. “But like you said, da-ge, we were in a tight spot…”

“And now you’re out of the tight spot and you can stop. And go through every single one of our rituals for cleansing resentful energy, too!”

“I see what you’re saying, da-ge,” Wei Wuxian said in a way that meant he disagreed. “But the Sunshot Campaign is also in a tight spot. You get what I’m saying?”

“No,” Nie Mingjue said, even though he did. “Absolutely not.”

“But da-ge –”

“Do you really think that I want to win this war at the cost of your lives?” Nie Mingjue demanded.

That made them both look abashed.

Abashed, but unfortunately not deterred.

“The way we’ve come up with is based in part on our Nie sect techniques and in part on the Jiang sect techniques I learned when I was at the Lotus Pier,” Wei Wuxian said. “I even relied a bit on what I learned at the Cloud Recesses. I’ve made it as safe as I possibly can – and it is safe, at least in the short term. You may not be willing to win the war at the cost of our lives, no, but would you really be willing to lose the war and potentially all our lives just to avoid a small increase in short-term risk?”

“Fuck,” Nie Mingjue said, with feeling. “Remind me what piece of trash taught you to debate again?”

Nie Huaisang happily pointed to himself.

“…that didn’t need an answer, Huaisang.”

“But you got one anyway, da-ge!” He beamed. “Does that mean you agree with us using it?”

“No, I don’t.”

“…but you’ll allow it?” Wei Wuxian asked, fishing for the answer he wanted.

“I’m not sold,” Nie Mingjue announced, even though he was, mostly. “Your point about risk and reward is a good one, but we don’t know enough to be sure if you have the balance between the two right. If you overestimate your capability on something like this, arrogantly assuming that you have it under control when you don’t, the consequences would be unthinkable. I think we need to take this in front of an expert.”

They both blinked at him.

“An expert?” Wei Wuxian asked. “In – demonic cultivation?”

“I didn’t know we had someone like that,” Nie Huaisang said.

“Me either,” Wei Wuxian said. “Who is it?”

Nie Mingjue smiled at both of them, and they blanched at the expression.

The first smart move they’d made all day, really.

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“I’m sorry!” Wei Wuxian yelped. “I didn’t mean to!”

Baxia was incredibly unimpressed with him.

(Suibian was laughing at him.)

Like Suibian, she could not speak in words, but her feelings were startlingly clear and vivid – a demonstration, Wei Wuxian supposed, of Nie Mingjue’s exceptional cultivation. She was able to convey her thoughts on a given subject quite well.

Evil is as evil becomes was the feeling she conveyed right now. You are starting down a dangerous path.

“For good reasons!”

Each step forward you take will be infinitely harder to return from.

“You believe in revenge yourself! You told Suibian to break the Wen sect’s swords!”

I did. And I will allow you to proceed here.

Wei Wuxian blinked. “Wait,” he said. “You will?”

He hadn’t expected that, given the way she was radiating vicious cold rage at him.

I will, she said. And if you go too far, I will cut off your head.

“That seems fair,” Wei Wuxian said, and then yelped again when Suibian bit him.

Think about what you’re saying, moronic meat-man, his saber snapped at him. If Baxia kills you, that means her master will have to be the one who kills you. Don’t you meatsticks care about things like that?

Wei Wuxian grimaced, his enthusiasm for demonic cultivation and all its interesting challenges and mysteries abruptly diminished exponentially. He’d known Nie Mingjue for a long time – he’d known him back when he’d been an anxious teenager putting on a façade of knowing what he was doing, and he’d known him all the way through his development into the man he now was. How could he not know what being forced to execute Wei Wuxian, who he’d adopted as his own little brother, would do to him?

“I’ll be careful,” he said, much more solemn than before. “I won’t let it come to that. I promise.”

Good, Baxia said. Now: send Huaisang in here.

Wei Wuxian scarpered away at once, betraying his shidi without the slightest hint of guilt.

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“So we’re allowed to use demonic cultivation to fight the Wen under very limited conditions,” Nie Huaisang explained to Jiang Cheng. “Very limited. Extremely limited. And we have to do a whole bunch of purifying and cleansing stuff after we do it, too. It’s going to be a pain.”

“I’m surprised they’re going to let you do it,” Jiang Cheng remarked, and ignored the way Nie Huaisang glared at him. “Seriously! At least Wei Wuxian has a proper golden core and a solid foundation in orthodox cultivation – you don’t.”

“I have a golden core!” Nie Huaisang argued back, but it wasn’t like Jiang Cheng wasn’t right. “Anyway, my situation is a bit…complicated. It’ll be fine.”

Ironically enough, according to Baxia and Suibian and Aituan – their local experts in demonic cultivation, and it was a little weird that they were actually opining on stuff rather than just reacting to things but whatever – Nie Huaisang was actually more suitable for demonic cultivation than Wei Wuxian was on account of how weak and piddly his golden core was. Without too much spiritual energy flowing through him, he would be able to channel more resentful energy through his already strengthened meridians – in fact, the ideal situation would probably be someone exceptionally powerful who had lost all of his cultivation somehow, as they would’ve had the strongest meridian pathways possible but no interference from purifying spiritual energy, but also that sounded awful so it was probably for the best that nothing like that had happened.

Anyway, they’d all put their heads together (sabers and humans alike) and determined that Nie Huaisang had enough of bond with Aituan that they could mitigate the effects of the demonic cultivation by doing, essentially, the reverse of the Nie sect cultivation approach: instead of Aituan cultivating with resentful energy and Nie Huaisang filtering it clean with spiritual energy, Nie Huaisang would be the one cultivating with resentful energy and Aituan would be filtering it out.

As a result, while Wei Wuxian was unquestionably the inventor and founder of this new type of demonic cultivation – they hadn’t come up with a name for it yet, since Wei Wuxian was enamored of calling it ‘The Path of Evil’ and that was just amazingly dumb – it was probably going to end up being Nie Huaisang who was going to be using more of it.

Perhaps predictably, the second they’d decided that, Wei Wuxian had lost the vast majority of his enthusiasm for the project. Self-sacrificing idiot!

“At least there’s that,” Jiang Cheng mused, and Nie Huaisang looked at him in question. “You’re not like Wei Wuxian; you don’t have a death wish and you’re not reckless, either. You like being comfortable and safe. If you say it’s fine and safe and not likely to kill you, then it probably is.”

Nie Huaisang spontaneously hugged him.

“What are you doing?!” Jiang Cheng howled. “Get your paws off of me! Do we look like Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji? No touching!”

Nie Huaisang hung on to his neck anyway and cackled.

The Wen sect, he thought happily, weren’t going to know what hit them.

-

“Brother has a spy among the Wen sect,” Lan Wangji told Wei Wuxian. “He does not wish to share any information regarding his identity, but he trusts him.”

“Well, that’s dumb,” Wei Wuxian said. “So what if he trusts him? We need to trust him! Even if the spy’s sincere, the information he receives could have been fed to him, and even putting aside reliability, how are we supposed to work with this person if we don’t know who he is? If we besiege the Nightless City and some random man or woman runs up to us claiming to be our spy, are we just supposed to believe them? What if we stab them just to be on the safe side? Wouldn’t your brother feel bad about that, if it happened?”

Lan Wangji shrugged.

“Let me talk to your brother about it,” Wei Wuxian decided. “I’ll talk some sense into him, even if da-ge won’t because he’s too honorable to press hard on his best friend – I’m not suggesting we tell everyone about it, but surely the important people need to be in the know…you agree with me, right Lan Zhan?”

“Mm,” Lan Wangji said.

“I thought so! You’re the best boyfriend ever.”

Lan Wangji hummed and pressed a kiss to Wei Wuxian’s temple.

“Careful,” Wei Wuxian said, snickering. “People might think I’m seducing you to the side of evil.”

There had been all sorts of rumors recently. The vast majority were nonsense, of course, and easily dispelled – but the one about Wei Wuxian being corrupted by his demonic cultivation seemed to be irrepressible in a way that suggested to Lan Wangji that someone might be pushing it deliberately.

Once, he had not cared for such things as rumor, and even less about the politics of who said what and why, but that had been before he had decided to unite his fate with Wei Wuxian’s for the rest of his life.

After the cave with the Xuanwu, where armed by Nie Huaisang’s timely revelations, they had declared their affections for each other and even kissed, Lan Wangji had wasted no time in informing his uncle of his decision. His uncle had taken it about as well as could be expected – a lot of sighing and suggestions that literally anyone else in the entire cultivation world might be better had been involved – but he’d also started teaching him more seriously about the challenges he might expect to face in such a situation.

At the time, Lan Wangji had been very busy with pulling their sect together to fight the Wen sect’s threat and had not listened with as much seriousness as perhaps he ought to have, so his uncle had demonstrated the importance of it to him with an experiment. He’d purposefully leaked a hint of a relationship to one person who had promptly told another, and another, and another, and soon enough Lan Wangji had been besieged with rumors (the vast majority miserably wrong) about who he was supposedly courting. And that had been in the Lan sect, where there were rules against gossip and he could silence anyone who was being disrespectful!

He’d started listening to his uncle’s warnings with a great deal more attention after that.

“There are those that say you are planning on leaving the Nie sect,” he told Wei Wuxian solemnly. “To start your own sect, focused on demonic cultivation.”

“That’s ridiculous. Why would I leave? The only reason I’m acting in such an ostentatious manner is to keep everyone from figuring out that Nie Huaisang is the one actually doing most of the work – I can handle the assassination attempts, he can’t.”

Lan Wangji arched his eyebrows.

“…okay, yes, I also kind of like the ostentation,” Wei Wuxian confessed. “It’s just so much fun go to around wearing creepy robes and calling everything I use evil – the ‘Devilish Hairbrush’, the ‘Compass of Evil’, the ‘Demon Slaughtering Pillow’ –”

“The child-consuming beast.”

“Hey, you leave Xiao Bai out of this! He’s a good dog! He just likes kids, that’s all…”

“Jumping on them, licking them, gnawing on them…”

“A good dog,” Wei Wuxian insisted. “A friendly dog.”

Lan Wangji just kissed him again. It wasn’t that he disagreed – certainly not about Xiao Bai, who was in fact an excellent dog, even if the ‘scary’ collar Wei Wuxian had fashioned for him was little short of ridiculous – but he knew he wasn’t getting his point across. If even as nice a dog as Xiao Bai could be so thoroughly misconstrued, then Wei Wuxian, who was deliberately putting himself out there as a target…

Lan Wangji would keep watch, he decided.

He wouldn’t let anyone get away with hurting Wei Wuxian.

Anyone.

#mdzs #nie mingjue #nie huaisang #wei wuxian #baxia #jiang cheng #lan wangji #lan qiren #my fic #my fics #light on the door #today in things that haven't been updated in a century or more...

[ivoryratdoggerythethird]

ok but wei wuxian getting jealous of jiang cheng’s new second in command (or at least whoever most closely resembles that role bc his emo shidi left it empty and waiting) is just the funniest fucking thing to me. 

don’t get me wrong these two can turn anything into angst and make me cry and i love it, but also the sheer crack potential of a resurrected wwx looking at whoever is at jc’s side like 

“oh. i see. i see how it is. you got someone in your life whose all diplomatic and polite now huh. bet they know know what your stress hairstyle looks like too huh. bet you two do fucking spreadsheets together. cool. coolcoolcool. well good for them with their purple robes and clarity bell and demon-less fighting and hair that doesn’t have a random ghost bride lady twirling it and no i’m not crying huaisang shut up i know you spent weekends drinking with him sometimes too.”

and just generally sulking because shidi has replaced him and for some reason not seeing said shidi holding up a sign saying “wwx pls come home imy”

#the reason is jc's head disciple she just wants to fuck with them #because jc's been chasing her trying to teach her to handle sect politics #in case he ever passes which is Not Allowed #and she doesn't want to deal with this shit this job of dealing with jc was supposed to be wwx's anyway #she's like the one who got left to do his chores for a decade and shes salty #da-shixiong's absolutely coming home just after shes done cackling #bonus points if shes the one hes jealous of and writing emo poetry against #lan zhan doesnt know who to side with here #the a-qing show #wei wuxian #jiang cheng #yunmeng duo #twin prides of yunmeng #dum brothers #sunshine dumbass with a flute #purple dumbass with a whip #my post

[drwcn]

follow up to [post] exploring the crack au if lwj was a girl 

〒▽〒 ps im not trying to erase canon lwj representation, not at all, wangxian is mm in all my other fics, this is just stupid fun

in a ceteris paribus situation aka all other things staying equal: 

1) Lan Wangji 100% still has a resting bitch face, which probably would get her a couple of “Lan-er-guniang 美若天仙 (beautiful as an immortal/goddess) but would benefit from smiling more” comments but nobody is that desperate to die yet so, she’s spared. But damn... imagine the sheer number of thirsty boys who’d try to secure a marriage with LWJ. None of them is good enough for Wangji as far as Lan Xichen is concerned. Okay - maybe in Lan Xichen’s opinion, Nie Mingjue is good enough, but he couldn’t be less interested. I see her as I see Huaisang, Xichen please. 

2) Everything interaction between Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian in Wei Wuxian’s first life is now 500% more scandalous. 

Exhibit A) Their first meeting at the gates; Jiang Cheng immediately felt his spidey senses tingling.  —“You’d sooner have immortals flying out of your ass than get with someone like her. The second jade of Gusu? The pearl in old man Lan’s eyes? C’mon.”  —“Shut up, A-Cheng.” —“Uh-huh.”  —“Also, she’s not that pretty. Her brother Zewu-jun is much better. There’s a reason he’s ranked first.” WWX is still a disaster bi.  — “LMAO, you? Zewu-jun? Please.” 

Exhibit B) Just because LWJ is a girl does not mean WWX grew more brain cells. 

WWX, straight up to Lan Qiren’s face, “Lan-meimei and I - we’re zhiji.” (he means it like we’re kindred spirits, peas of a pod, etc)  LWJ: *does not deny* Lan Xichen: ⚆_⚆ Lan Qiren: ಠ╭╮ಠ

Exhibit C) Lan Wangji getting drunk the first time. Wei Wuxian knew he crossed a line the minute he invited Lan-er-guniang for a drink. Really, WWX, even for you, this is inappropriate. When Lan Wangji fell face first onto the table, Wei Wuxian knew, he fucked up. “Hey....hey...Lan....Lan...-er-guniang,” He poked her. “Don’t...don’t sleep here! You can’t sleep here! If your Uncle finds out or if Jiang-shushu finds out...they’ll skin me alive and then...and then they’ll make me marry you! I don’t want to marry you; you don’t talk and I’m too young!” 

WWX, being a dipshit, “Hey Lan Zhan, call me Wei-gege.”  LWJ, drunk as fuck, “Wei..gege.”  WWX *((( heart )))* ??? 

Exhibit D) The Cold Pond. Okay, so I don’t think Zewu-jun would sabotage his sister’s virtue by sending a stupid teenage boy her way while she’s bathing, but doesn’t mean Su She is above all that. Wei “I didn’t see anything I swear!” Wuxian. Lan “I will gouge out your eyes.” Wangji. Somehow they still end up in the cave. Maybe WWX got in the water after LWJ got out and got sucked into the vortex and LWJ heard the commotion, turned around, saw WWX had disappeared. “Wei Ying?!” A panicked LWJ jumps back into the pond, “Stop fooling around, come out!” 

Jiang Cheng and Wen Qing 👀👀 when LWJ and WWX fall out of the cave together. Also the fact that Lan-er-guniang and Wei-gongzi went missing, together, for two days. Who knows what could’ve happened. I mean anything really. I mean... that’s gotta stir the pot a little were it not for the Yin Iron stealing everyone’s attention away from this bit of juicy scandal. 

Oh the whole story... so much to work with, so little time. 

3) Because Lan Wangji is a girl, now suddenly there’s a high ranking member of the Lan Clan who can host the girls at Cloud Recesses. I mean, Mianmian, Jiang Yanli, Wen Qing, Lan Wangji - SISTERLY FRIENDSHIP. Other than Mianmian, none of the girls are really talkers which suits Lan Wangji perfectly. Even Mianmian’s chatter is endearing.

4) Lan Wangji is absolutely still a powerhouse during the Sunshot Campaign. The inherent aesthetics of fem!lwj telling the Wen goons to “kneel” - no one will deprive me of this.  Also she will still cut off your arm if you cross her - Xue Yang and Jin Guangyao ya better watch out still. 

I am TORN between two options: Lan Wangji tol and kickass or Lan Wangji smol and kickass. On one hand, the aesthetics of willowy elf-like LWJ, on the other hand, 5′2′’ of whoop ass who can and will throw an unconscious wwx over her shoulder firewoman-style and toll him to safety.  

And amongst other things: 

A) Lan Wangji still becomes Chief Cultivator, because excuse me who else is left to clean up this mess? Jiang “Short-fuse” Wanyin? Nie “I won’t do what I’m not intended to do” Huaisang? Jin “13 year-old” Ling? Or Sect Leader Yao?  Technically, being a woman means that she was never Lan Xichen’s heir, but at the end of it, it’s not like Gusu Lan is left with a lot of choices.  Just the poetic justice of Gusu Lan pleading for Lan Wangji to come back when she fully intends to 隐居山野 (retreat into the mountains) with the resurrected WWX.

Lan Wangji being Chief Cultivator would echo Lan Yi’s tenure and rectify the fact that Gusu Lan’s only female head of family “failed”. Lan Yi had to face a mountain of prejudice because she was woman; someone has to say “up yours” to that. A woman as not only the sect master of Gusu Lan but the Chief Cultivator? Love that for Gusu Lans. (⌐■_■) ☞ ☞

B) Because of ~ sexism ~ I wonder if Lan Wangji would get titled “Hanguang” at all even after the Sunshot Campaign. Even Lan Yi, the SL Lan of her time didn’t have a title. Chances are LWJ won’t either. (Note: Violet Spider is not a title, it’s a moniker). So — say after the way Lan Wangji is still just “Lan-er-guniang”, and she does not obtain the title “Han Guang” until after she leaves Cloud Recesses and become rogue. (srsly how did they come up with these titles in canon, did gusu lan just look at 21 year old lwj and be like yah he’s lord light bearer *cue trevor noah stand up joke* why do you call yourself “great” britain? isn’t that a bit presumptuous? shouldn’t you go around doing good things and then let other people come to the conclusion: oh britain look how great you are? same logic with lwj.) 

Lan Wangji, a Jade of Gusu or a nameless rogue, still goes where trouble is, helping those who need it. After laying low for a year or two to heal, Lan Wangji began night hunting. Donned neck to ankle in white silk and tulle, and a weimao (wide brimmed veil hat) obscuring her face, she became known to the people as Hanguang Sanren, the lightbearing wanderer. Gusu’s highest power probably has some idea who she is - or at least they can guess - but the vast majority of people don’t. 

C) Lan Sizhui raised by rogue Lan Wangji as his mum would be different. Still cultured, respectful, but definitely with an air of keeping others at arm’s length. 

For instance, grown-up Sizhui running interference and saving a cohort of gentry disciples on joint hunts.

Jingyi: 这人谁呀？Who is this guy? Zizhen: 多谢兄台搭救之恩，小可看您眼生，敢问兄台尊姓大名，何门何派，改日当登门拜访. Many thanks for saving us. I don’t believe we’ve met, pray tell what is your name and sect, so we may visit at a later time to thank you for tonight. Sizhui: 在下无门无姓 ，单名思追 。举手之劳不足挂齿 ，怎敢劳烦各位名门子弟答谢。My name is Sizhui, belonging to no family and to no sect. As for tonight - I only did what anyone would; it bears no mentioning and requires no thanks. Jin Ling: 你这人，看你工力不凡，想和你交个朋友，可你怎么遮遮掩掩的。Hey you, we see you’re a talented cultivator and want to make your acquaintance. Why are you so dodge-y? Zizhen：金陵 — Jing Ling - Sizhui: 若是有缘，还会相见。告辞。If it’s fated, we will meet again. Farewell.  

Later:  Jingyi: 思。追。 思追谁？Si. Zhui. To recollect and long for whom?  Sizhui: 母亲的一位故人. Someone from Mother’s past.  Jingyi: 你父亲？...Your father?  Sizhui: 我不知。I don’t know. 

I thought about how cute it would be if sizhui and jin ling knew each other but guys...Jiang Cheng literally thinks he killed Sizhui’s biological father. Like he literally thinks he orphaned Sizhui before Sizhui is even born. And Lan Wangji would never accept anything from Jiang Wanyin, not that it would stop Jiang Wanyin from trying. 

A package of books here, a new robe for Sizhui there. Lan Wangji doesn’t know how Jiang Cheng keeps finding her. She and Sizhui are nomadic.  

D) The inevitable conversation after wwx is revived. 

You know what would be funnier than Jiang Cheng thinking Sizhui is a wangxian baby is if Lan Qiren thinks Sizhui is a wangxian baby. 

#cql #the untamed #wangxian #lan wangji #wei wuxian #lmao what is this #cql ficlet #corie fics #lwj fic #f!lwj

[featherfur]

I’m still on my Nie Huaisang train. Okay look, in CQL Mo Xuanyu only wants the main family dead in the novel he wants the entire village dead. He sliced open his chest and arms and legs for each person in the village (and one for JGY). Mo Xuanyu is not a helpless little baby, though he is timid but that’s like saying Wen Ning is a baby who can do no wrong when in fact he can be quite dangerous and brave even before he became the ghost general!

A lot of theories seem to think that Mo Xuanyu was approached by Nie Huaisang. What if it was the other way around? What if Mo Xuanyu knew about Mingjue and realized he could get revenge on Jin Guangyao for rejecting him?

Cuz here’s the thing, the bits that we do have that Mo Xuanyu was actively harassing JGY and that NHS met MXY at Jinlintai is all speculation! Wei Wuxian THINKS that’s what happened and he is not a reliable narrator (no character’s POV is reliable unless they’re omnipotent which WWX is not and probably would not want to be) but that’s never confirmed.

So imagine, Mo Xuanyu tossed out either for harassment or because JGY realized his affections (clearly he cared for him a little otherwise he could have just killed him off, because even the babbling of a lunatic can sometimes be the seed that gets people questioning) and all he knows is pain— and that really nice guy Nie Huaisang who makes JGY do his work and just stands around looking pretty.

What’s the best revenge here? Going to Nie Huaisang. In the novel Mo Xuanyu got the spell from JGY’s secret room, implying that they were either already in cahoots before hand (which makes me doubt that MXY was actually in love with JGY) or MXY was so pissed when he found out he was being kicked that he either grabbed a bunch of papers and ran or he had them memorized and decided to say fuck you JGY and went to spill the tea to NHS.

Now I’m not going to get into that because this is already getting long and I will never shut up. ANYWAYS!

When the novel first begins we learn that the spell is super fucked up and only used for evil and revenge, historically it only brings back demons. Wei Wuxian is undeniably not a demon but everyone thinks he is.

Nie Huaisang might have given MXY the name to call but MXY knew what he was doing. He knew what he was summoning and for all NHS knew this would pull back only the YLLZ part of Wei Wuxian. (I mean he also knows that part basically hid in a mountain so maybe that’s what he was banking on but still) but! BUT! He knew as long as Mo Xuanyu had a cut for Jin Guangyao that Wei Wuxian or the YLLZ or whatever bastard came back would have to kill him or be ripped apart. That’s how the spell works. And Mo Xuanyu didn’t even slice deep for him so much as he sliced for his aunt, he knew exactly what he was doing.

They both knew they were probably summoning a demon and they were banking on it. I’ve seen a lot of takes that imply that NHS tricked or manipulated MXY into it but MXY is the only one who could have brought NHS the ritual and he knew exactly what it was for. He sliced himself open, not for the red blade master, but for revenge against his Mo family that abused him. He wasn’t tricked at all.

Mo Xuanyu and Nie Huaisang raised a demon knowing full well the threats with no proof otherwise and I think they fully intended for the powerful sociopathic Yiling Laozu to come back and burn the world with a guarantee of Jin Guangyao’s life because the slice would kill him otherwise.

#mdzs #the untamed #nie huaisang #nie huiasang #Mo Xuanyu #Wei Wuxian #cw: self harm #okay actually now I’m thinking about NHS/MXY as lovers that starts as NHS #trying to find out more before he ends up actually falling in love and MXY gets kicked out for stealing information for him (though JGY #thinks he’s stealing it for himself to do his own stuff and can’t risk it) #but now NHS can’t bring MXY back to the Nie sect because a. MXY’s reputation and #b. JGY and LXC visits way too often and it’s too much of a risk #and NHS wants to save his brother but does it really have to be at the life of his lover? #(the answer is yes because if it was the choice between stabbing his brother in the heart or MXY we know NMJ will not be the one bleedin) #and MXY really /really/ wants to be the one to do it because he’s basically lost it after who knows how long of abuse that he’s been #suffering at the Mo’s hands and NHS can’t convince him otherwise and really doesn’t want to because they need a willing participant #and man imagine meetings of NHS seeing someone in his boyfriends body making out with LWJ and having to take it #somehow I made MDZS more of a tragedy wow talk about star crossed lovers

[plan-d-to-i]

JC stans want him to be WWX so badly that it's embarrassing.

They take away from WWX whatever good qualities he has (which are not Just a few), label him as "morally gray", "insecure" and " a attention seeker".

Then they take all these good qualities and paint them as JC's without even an ounce of shame.

They find a way to make a torturer seem welcoming, an abuser be portrayed as kind, an egotist be called a good leader, and a homophobe be LGBTQ+

Heck they took LXC by the hair and dragged him into the illusory shipp that is Xicheng just because they wanted JC to have a caring Lan husband like WWX has LWJ.

Clown behavior.

You spoke nothing but facts. Their Wei Wuxian "metas" are like: "WWX was such an arrogant, prideful, drunkard full of rage in your face gay who put his pOor bRother through so muCh >:-//". cool cool cool... why the hell are you reading this story?!!! Nothing hits quite like taking the homophobic dude and trying to slap a color themed lgbtqa+ label on him so you can excuse his homophobia towards the canonically gay couple eh...!?!!

jiang cheng also serves as such a clear foil to WangXian, people who try to act like there are different ways to interpret him are really missing the point of the narrative entirely. He exists to contrast and throw into sharp relief their qualities, which he does, very well with how clearly they are absent in him. If his stans want someone to compare to jiang cheng they should look to Xue Yang. Although at least Xue Yang is terrifyingly, terribly talented as opposed to jiang cheng who was just born with a silver spoon. Their thinking is eerily similar.

Xue Yang asked in reply, “Then why did you stop me? Why did you hinder what I wanted to do? Why did you stand up for those dregs of the Chang Clan? You wanted to help Chang CiAn? Or Chang Ping? Hahahaha...

He laughed bitterly, “Xiao XingChen, this is why I hate you. The people that I hate the most are ones like you who say they’re righteous, who think they’re virtuous, precisely stupid, naive, dumb idiots like you who think the world’s better just because you did something good! You think I’m disgusting? Very well. Would I care if anybody thinks I’m disgusting? But, on the other hand, are you in a position to be disgusted by me?”...

“Saving the world! What a joke. You can’t even save yourself!" (chapter 41)

vs

“Jiang Cheng, “… All for the Wen Clan…? Wei WuXian, do you have a savior complex? Is it that you’ll die if you don’t stand up for someone and stir up some trouble?”...

“…” Jiang Cheng murmured, “My mom said that you do nothing but bring our sect trouble. It’s true indeed.” He laughed coldly, talking to himself, “‘To attempt the impossible’? Fine. You understand the YunmengJiang Sect’s motto. Better than I do. Better than all of us do.” (chapter 73)

"Wei WuXian, you're such a great, selfless person. You did the best things possible, and you swallowed all the suffering and didn't let anyone know. What a touching story. I should kneel down and cry in gratitude, shouldn't I?"...

Jiang Cheng let out a hah, "Of course. Giving without expecting anything in return. What a high level. Unlike me, of course."...

“He got more agitated as he ranted on, “And in the end? You go and protect outsiders, haha! The Wen Clan’s people, even. How much of their rice did you eat?! Defecting with such resolution! What did you take our sect to be?! You did all the best things, yet every time you do the worst ones, it’s involuntary! Forced! With some unspeakable grievances! Grievances?!” (Chapter 102)

Also vastly hilarious, this moment from the Lan bros featuring the most polite shut the fuck up in the cultivation world issued by LXC :

“However, Lan WangJi’s voice was cold, “Jiang WanYin, spare some virtue!”

Lan XiChen took off his outer robe and lay it over the shivering Nie HuaiSang, “Sect Leader Jiang, please do not be so agitated. Your injury will worsen.” (Chapter 102)

lolololololol

#mdzs #answers #Wei Wuxian #Lan Wangji #Xue Yang #jiang cheng #Lan Xichen