#UM ZHAN YU???

[sakurajjam]

E aí gente! Poderiam me ajudar com algumas sugestões de fcs chineses masc que seja +26? Tentando entrar pra esse novo leque de fora da bolha. Iria ajudar muito

Olá, docinho de cereja! Estou fazendo um compilado de todos os garotos que nós já divulgamos por aqui, espero que te ajude.

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hu yi tian (1993)

ni han jin (1994)

liu hai kuan (1994)

xu kai (1995)

zhang xin cheng (1995)

ding yu xi (1995)

wang zi yi (1996)

dai gao zheng (1996)

luo yunxi, ator (1988)

zhu yilong, ator (1988)

jing boran, ator (1989)

wei zheming, ator (1990)

yang yang, ator (1991)

yu bin, ator (1991)

xiao zhan, ator (1991)

deng lun, ator (1992)

gong jun, ator (1992)

wu jiacheng, x-nine (1993)

liu haikuan, ator (1994)

ding yuxi, ator (1995)

lin yanjun, nine percent (1995)

ren hao, ator e r1se (1995)

wang haoxuan, ator (1995)

xu kai, ator (1995)

zhu zanjin, ator (1995)

chen bohao, ator (1996)

qian kun, nct (1996)

wang zhuocheng, ator (1996)

wen junhui ou jun, seventeen (1996)

yan an, pentagon (1996)

zhu zhengting, nex7 e nine percent (1996)

bi wenjun, nex7 (1997)

dong sicheng ou winwin, nct (1997)

huang xinchun, nex7 (1997)

wang yibo, ator e uniq (1997)

wang ziyi, solo e nine percent (1997)

xu minghao ou the8, seventeen (1997)

cai xukun, solo e nine percent (1998)

dylan wang, ator (1998)

song jiyang, ator (1998)

yao chen, r1se (1998)

zhang yanqi, r1se (1998)

[killerandhealerqueen]

hi~ I would die for some Bai yutong/Zhan Zhao angst but with happy ending or maybe some jealous yutong

Of course anon! I do love my angst with a happy ending. And instead of jealous Bai Yutong, I can do possessive Bai Yutong. Does that work? (Also congratulations, you're my 300th tumblr prompt!)

Bai Yutong never considered himself a jealous person.  That is until one day, when he was going over a case in the bullpen with the others, a man in a suit stepped into the department and looked around, making Bai Yutong look over at him with a raised eyebrow.

            “Can we help you?” he asked.  The man looked at him and smiled.

            “Ah, yes.  I’m looking for Dr. Zhan Yao?” he replied.  Bai Yutong frowned and turned face him, crossing his arms.

            “And you are?” he inquired.

            “I’m—” the man started.

            “Yu Bin!” a voice called out, making Bai Yutong turn to see Zhan Yao standing at the entrance of his office, a bright smile on his face.

            “Zhan Yao” the man, Yu Bin, replied as Zhan Yao walked over to him and tilted his head.

            “What are you doing here?” he asked. Yu Bin smiled.

            “I…actually came to ask you for help” he explained.  Zhan Yao frowned.

            “Help?” he repeated.  Yu Bin nodded.

            “Is there…somewhere we can talk in private?” he asked.  Zhan Yao nodded before he motioned to his office.

            “Please, follow me” he instructed before he turned and headed to his office, Yu Bin following behind him while Bai Yutong watched, his eyes narrowed.

            “Something the matter, Bai Sir?” Jiang Ling asked.  Bai Yutong glanced over at her before he huffed.

            “No…I just don’t know if I like this Yu Bin” he replied.  Wang Shao frowned.

            “He doesn’t seem that bad…and he seems to be friends with Dr. Zhan” he stated.  Bai Yutong hummed, as if not convinced, just as Ma Han smirked.

            “Bai Sir, are you jealous?” she teased.  Bai Yutong’s eyes widened and he looked over at her in shock.

            “Me?!  Jealous of that guy?  Give me a break” he grumbled, just as the door to Zhan Yao’s office opened and Yu Bin stepped out, Zhan Yao stepping out behind him.

            “Let me know when you want to meet up sometime.  We really need to catch up” he stated.  Zhan Yao smiled and nodded.

            “Of course” he replied.  Yu Bin smiled before he turned and walked out of S.C.I., everyone watching him leave before Bai Yutong turned and walked over to Zhan Yao, raising an eyebrow at him.

            “So, who is he?” he asked.  Zhan Yao glanced at him before he turned and headed into his office.

            “An old friend” he replied.  Bai Yutong raised an eyebrow as he followed after him.

            “Really?  I thought I was your only friend” he stated.  Zhan Yao rolled his eyes.

            “I have other friends, Yutong” he replied.  Bai Yutong hummed before he crossed his arms.

            “So, what’d he want?” he inquired.  Zhan Yao looked at him before he hummed.

            “Oh, he just asked me to look into an old case for him” he replied.  Bai Yutong raised an eyebrow.

            “Why you?  Why not go to the crimes department?  Or like…ask the S.C.I  department?  Why’d he specifically ask you?” he demanded.  Zhan Yao shook his head.

            “I don’t know” he replied before he looked at him.

            “Why, are you jealous that he didn’t go to you for help?” he asked.  Bai Yutong’s eyes widened.

            “What?  No, of course not” he replied.  Zhan Yao raised an eyebrow.

            “Are you sure?” he asked.  Bai Yutong huffed.

            “Yes, Cat, I’m sure” he assured before he looked at him.

            “S, what do you want for dinner tonight?” he inquired.  Zhan Yao’s eyes brightened.

            “Oh!  Um…” he started just as his phone rang, making him blink in surprise before he reached into his pocket and pulled it out, answering it.

            “Hello?” he answered.  He then listened for a minute before he smiled.

            “Oh, hello!” he greeted before he paused.

            “Tonight.  Um…” he started, glancing over at Bai Yutong before he turned his attention back to his phone.

            “Sure, I can” he agreed before he smiled.

            “See you later” he bid, hanging up the phone as Bai Yutong raised an eyebrow.

            “Who was that?” he asked.  Zhan Yao blushed embarrassedly.

            “That was Yu Bin…he asked if I could get dinner with him tonight” he explained before he looked at him.

            “I can cancel—” he started when Bai Yutong shook his head.

            “He’s your friend, isn’t he?  And you two haven’t seen each other for a long time.  You should go.  I’ll make you dinner another night” he assured.  Zhan Yao grinned.

            “Thank you” he thanked.  Bai Yutong nodded.

            “Do you need me to drop you off or—” he started when Zhan Yao shook his head.

            “No, Yu Bin said he would pick me up and take me home.  But thank you” he thanked.  Bai Yutong hummed.

            “Well…just be careful” he instructed.  Zhan Yao huffed.

            “I’ll be fine, Mouse” he assured.  Bai Yutong nodded before he turned and headed out of his office, heading to his own before he stepped inside and closed the door behind him, immediately frowning as soon as no one was around.  It was just going to be a dinner between friends so why did his gut give him the feeling otherwise?

~*~*~*~*~*~

Later that evening, when Zhan Yao returned from dinner, Bai Yutong looked over at him from where he was playing with his phone on the couch.

            “Have a nice time?” he asked.  Zhan Yao looked over at him and nodded.

            “Yeah, it was nice to catch up” he replied.  Bai Yutong hummed.

            “That’s good” he murmured, just as Zhan Yao smiled.

            “You should come with us next time” he offered.  Bai Yutong looked at him before he shook his head.

            “No, no, I don’t want to intrude on your time.  It’s alright” he assured.  Zhan Yao frowned.

            “Are you sure?  Yu Bin actually asked if you would join us for lunch this weekend” he stated.  Bai Yutong raised an eyebrow.

            “He asked that?” he asked.  Zhan Yao nodded.

            “Yeah.  And I told him I would ask you…so will you go?” he requested.  Bai Yutong was quiet before he looked at him.

            “Sure, I’ll go.  For you, though, not for him” he stated.  Zhan Yao grinned.

            “Thank you, Mouse” he thanked.  Bai Yutong nodded.

            “Yeah, yeah, sure.  Now hurry up and change, it’s late” he instructed.  Zhan Yao laughed.

            “So bossy” he murmured before he headed to their bedroom to change, Bai Yutong staring after him before he frowned.  He didn’t know why, but he wasn’t looking forward to this lunch date.  There was just something…about Yu Bin that just rubbed him the wrong way.  But he would do it for Zhan Yao.  Because he asked.

~*~*~*~*~*~

That weekend, Bai Yutong and Zhan Yao arrived at the lunch spot, Yu Bin already waiting for them. 

            “Zhan Yao!  You came!” he exclaimed before he gave Zhan Yao a tight hug, which lasted much longer than Bai Yutong would have liked, causing him to clear his throat and make Yu Bin quickly pull away from Zhan Yao with a light look of embarrassment before he held out his hand to him.

            “You must be Bai Yutong.  Zhan Yao speaks very highly of you” he stated.  Bai Yutong hummed and shook his hand.

            “Pleasure” he replied.  Yu Bin then removed his hand from his before he motioned to the restaurant. 

            “Please” he insisted.  They then headed inside and over to a table that Yu Bin had reserved, the three of them sitting down before Yu Bin looked at Zhan Yao.

            “Have you been here before?  Their stuff is quite good.  I can recommend you something” he suggested, only for Zhan Yao to shake his head.

            “That won’t be necessary.  Yutong’s taken me here a few times.  Isn’t that right, Yutong?” he asked, looking over at Bai Yutong, who smiled and nodded.

            “Mm” he replied.  Yu Bin hummed and side-eyed him, just as the waitress came over.

            “Are you ready to order?” she inquired. 

~*~*~*~*~*~

After ordering their drinks and their meals, Yu Bin and Zhan Yao began talking while Bai Yutong decided to just sit silently, listen, and observe, mainly Yu Bin.  And he didn’t like what he saw.  Yu Bin was staring at Zhan Yao…and not just staring, but eyeing him up and down like he was undressing him, his eyes full of lust.  And he was touching Zhan Yao…something that was a big no-no in Bai Yutong’s book.  However, he didn’t want to say something and start a fight with Zhan Yao in the middle of a restaurant, so instead he just took a deep breath and pushed himself to his feet, making Zhan Yao look at him.

            “Where are you going?” he asked.

            “Bathroom.  I’ll be right back” Bai Yutong replied before he turned and headed to the bathroom, doing his best not to explode with rage…and jealousy, not even realizing that Zhan Yao was watching him walk away with concern in his eyes and Yu Bin was watching him with a small, satisfied smirk on his face.

~*~*~*~*~*~

When he returned from the bathroom a little while later, after having splashed water on his face to hopefully get himself to calm down, the food had arrived.

            “Oh, you’re back” Yu Bin greeted, a little disappointment in his voice as Zhan Yao looked over at him and frowned.

            “Are you okay?” he asked.  Bai Yutong nodded.

            “Fine” he replied curtly before he sat down and began to eat, Zhan Yao looking at him in concern as Yu Bin cleared his throat and looked at Zhan Yao.

            “Should we eat?” he suggested.  Zhan Yao glanced over at him before he nodded, both men beginning to eat as well.

~*~*~*~*~*~

After a rather quiet lunch, Bai Yutong and Zhan Yao headed home, Zhan Yao glancing over at Bai Yutong every now and then before he sighed softly.

            “You were quiet during lunch” he murmured.  Bai Yutong hummed.

            “I was just listening and observing” he replied.  Zhan Yao looked at him before he hummed.

            “You’re angry” he observed.  Bai Yutong glanced at him.

            “You psychoanalyzing me now?” he asked.  Zhan Yao shook his head.

            “No, just reading your body language.  You’re gripping the steering wheel much tighter than you usually would, your body is taught, and you’re clenching your jaw…you’re angry” he declared, only for Bai Yutong to grit his teeth and grip the wheel tighter.

            “I’m not…angry” he replied.

            “Yes, you are” Zhan Yao argued.

            “I AM NOT!” Bai Yutong shouted, making Zhan Yao flinch before he looked at him.

            “Pull over” he ordered.  Bai Yutong was quiet before he turned and pulled over into a rather empty parking lot, turning off the car as Zhan Yao turned to look at him.

            “What is your problem?” he demanded.

            “My problem is that friend of yours!” Bai Yutong snapped.  Zhan Yao frowned.

            “Yu Bin?  Why would he be a problem?” he asked.  Bai Yutong huffed.

            “Because he was flirting with you!  Right in front of me!” he shouted.  Zhan Yao blinked.

            “He was?” he asked.  Bai Yutong groaned.

            “For someone so smart, you can be so dumb!  Yes!  He was practically undressing you with his eyes!  He looked like he wanted to fucking eat you alive!” he exclaimed before he motioned to Zhan Yao’s hand.

            “And he was holding your hand!” he exclaimed.  Zhan Yao frowned.

            “So?” he asked. 

            “Friends don’t look at each other like that or hold each other’s hands like that unless they like each other!” Bai Yutong exclaimed.  Zhan Yao shook his head.

            “Yu Bin doesn’t like me” he argued.  Bai Yutong looked at him incredulously.

            “No?  Then why don’t you go ask him the next time you see him?  Which should be soon considering that he’s been coming over to the department all the fucking time” he snapped.

            “Because I’m helping him with a case!” Zhan Yao shouted.

            “What fucking case?!  I bet he’s just using the case as an excuse to see you!  Does he even actually have a case?  Has he shown you anything even remotely resembling a case?!” Bai Yutong demanded.  Zhan Yao paused and opened his mouth to argue, only to find that he had nothing to counter with, so he just promptly shut his mouth and huffed.

            “I can’t believe you’re getting jealous” he murmured.  Bai Yutong shook his head.

            “I’m not jealous, I’m furious.  He’s blatantly flirting with you, in front of me.  Wouldn’t you be angry too if someone did that to me?” he asked.  Zhan Yao nodded.

            “Of course I would be.  But Yu Bin isn’t flirting with me!” he exclaimed.  Bai Yutong threw his hands up in the air.

            “Oh my GOD, Zhan Yao, open your eyes!  How can you not see that he’s flirting with you?!” he exclaimed.  Zhan Yao was quiet before he shook his head.

            “I’m not listening to this” he growled before he unbuckled his belt and got out of the car, much to Bai Yutong’s shock.

            “What are you doing?!” he demanded.  Zhan Yao turned to look at him.

            “I’m going to call a cab and go home.  You should go home too” he stated.  Bai Yutong frowned.

            “But we live together remember?” he asked.

            “I meant back to your own apartment” Zhan Yao replied before he slammed the door shut and walked away, Bai Yutong staring after him in shock before he huffed.  He knew it would be stupid to just drive off and not wait but…well, he was irritated.  So…going home to his apartment it was.  However, when he got to his apartment, he pulled out his phone and pressed Zhan Yao’s number, calling just to make sure he had gotten into a cab and gotten home safely, but to his surprise, the call went straight to voicemail.  He then stared at his phone for a moment before he huffed softly.

            “Oh, so he’s ignoring me now, huh?  Well, two can play at that game” he declared before he placed his phone in his pocket and forgot about it for the rest of the day.

~*~*~*~*~*~

The next day, after he had calmed down, Bai Yutong headed to Zhan Yao’s apartment but instead of just using his key, he knocked on the door and waited, the door soon opening a moment later.

            “What are you doing here?” Zhan Yao asked.  Bai Yutong huffed.

            “Can I come in?” he replied.  Zhan Yao sighed and stepped aside.

            “It is your house” he stated, making Bai Yutong smirk before he stepped inside, Zhan Yao closing the door behind him before he looked at him.

            “Do you want coffee?” he asked.  Bai Yutong hummed.

            “That would be nice, thank you” he thanked.  Zhan Yao nodded before he walked over to the coffee maker to begin brewing some coffee while Bai Yutong walked over to the couch and sat down, looking around.  He had gotten so used to living in this apartment that when he didn’t spend one evening in it…it felt weird.

            “Here” a voice called out, making him jump and look over to see Zhan Yao holding out a coffee mug to him, making him smile slightly.

            “Thanks” he thanked, taking the mug from him.  Zhan Yao hummed before he sat down next to him, both men sipping their coffee quietly before Zhan Yao sighed.

            “You were right” he admitted, making Bai Yutong’s eyes widen before he looked over at him in surprise.

            “What did you say?” he breathed.  Zhan Yao sighed again.

            “You were right.  About…Yu Bin having a crush on me” he stated.  Bai Yutong raised an eyebrow.

            “I mean, I know I was right but…how did you come to that conclusion?” he asked.  Zhan Yao hummed.

            “After you left…Yu Bin showed up.  I guess he had been following us” he explained.  Bai Yutong’s eyes widened.

            “What?” he asked.  Zhan Yao nodded.

            “I assumed that’s what happened.  But he came and picked me up…and we went to a café; to talk” he explained. 

            “And?” Bai Yutong.  Zhan Yao hummed.

            “And I asked him.  If he liked me” he replied before he shook his head.

            “I had no idea he did…” he murmured.  Bai Yutong gave him a look.

            “It was kind of obvious, Cat” he stated.  Zhan Yao shot him a look.

            “You remember how long it took me to figure out that you liked me.  I’m not…love isn’t obvious to me, Bai Yutong.  I can pick up on a lot of things, but love isn’t really my strong suit” he reminded.  Bai Yutong chuckled softly.

            “Yes, because love is emotional and you’re a logical person.  I know” he murmured.  Zhan Yao then sighed.

            “But yes, he told me he liked me…and had for a while.  And when I asked him about the case, he said that the case was just an excuse to get close to me and talk to me.  There was no actual case” he explained before he shook his head.

            “I can’t believe I fell for it” he murmured before he placed his coffee mug down and placed his head in his hands.

            “I’m so stupid” he grumbled.  Bai Yutong shook his head as he scooted closer to him.

            “You’re not stupid, Cat.  You thought you were helping a friend, only to find out that friend had ulterior motives” he argued.  Zhan Yao nodded before he took a deep breath and lifted his head out of his hands, looking over at him.

            “I told him, you know.  That we were together.  And had been for a while” he stated.  Bai Yutong raised an eyebrow.

            “And?” he asked.  Zhan Yao huffed.

            “He said he knew but he didn’t care.  That’s why he came up with the case.  He did it to hopefully get close to me and then use the case to pull me away from you and the team.  Same with the lunch and dinner dates.  He wanted to occupy all of my space and time and hope that I would fall in love with him that way” he explained.  Bai Yutong hummed as Zhan Yao shook his head.

            “But I told him…that no matter how many “dates” I went on with him or how many cases he threw my way…I would never leave you” he declared.  Bai Yutong smirked.

            “And how’d he take that?” he inquired.  Zhan Yao laughed weakly and shook his head again.

            “Not well.  He said he wouldn’t stop pursuing me until I finally acknowledged his feelings…so I just told him that if he did that, I’d consider that stalking and harassment and would have you arrest him for both” he replied.  Bai Yutong’s eyes widened before he barked out a laugh.

            “There’s my dangerous kitty” he praised.  Zhan Yao lowered his head and smiled slightly as Bai Yutong sighed.

            “I’m sorry I yelled and fought with you yesterday.  I didn’t mean to get short with you but…I just couldn’t stand watching him flirt with you” he apologized.  Zhan Yao shook his head.

            “I needed to hear it.  So don’t apologize” he argued, only for Bai Yutong to shake his head.

            “You know I don’t like fighting with you.  So yeah, I do” he countered.  Zhan Yao looked over at him before he leaned over and rested his head on his shoulder.

            “You know I would never leave you, right?” he asked.  Bai Yutong smiled slightly.

            “I know” he replied, just as Zhan Yao turned and rested his chin on his shoulder.

            “I am yours, after all” he mused.  At those words, Bai Yutong’s eyes widened and he turned to look at him in shock.

            “What did you say?” he asked.  Zhan Yao frowned.

            “I’m yours?” he repeated.  Bai Yutong pulled away and turned to properly face him.

            “Say it again” he ordered.  Zhan Yao was quiet before he looked him in the eyes.

            “I’m yours” he declared. 

            “Damn right you are” Bai Yutong growled before he reached out and grabbed his face in his hands, firmly kissing him on the mouth.  As their lips crashed together, Zhan Yao hummed contently, his eyes slipping closed, just as Bai Yutong pulled away and pushed himself to his feet, making him look up at him in confusion.

            “What are you doing?” he asked.  Bai Yutong, however, didn’t answer and instead just looked at him before he smirked and reached out, scooping him into his arms, causing him to let out a very undignified yelp as he looked at Bai Yutong with wide eyes.

            “Bai Yutong!  What are you doing?!” he exclaimed.  Bai Yutong smiled.

            “I’m going to make sure everyone knows that you belong to me” he replied before he turned and began to make his way towards the bedroom, Zhan Yao holding onto him for dear life.

~*~*~*~*~*~

A little while later, as they were cuddling in bed, Zhan Yao looked at Bai Yutong and huffed.

            “You’re so possessive” he murmured.  Bai Yutong looked back at him and smiled.

            “I know” he replied before he reached out and gently caressed one of the many marks he had left all over Zhan Yao’s body and frowned slightly.

            “Do they hurt?” he asked.  Zhan Yao shook his head.

            “No.  But I will have to cover them up” he replied.  Bai Yutong chuckled.

            “That’s why you have so many turtlenecks, my dear” he teased.  Zhan Yao’s eyes widened before he gently smacked his arm.

            “You’re terrible” he grumbled.  Bai Yutong chuckled again.

            “Guilty” he replied before he reached up and gently caressed his cheek.

            “I love you” he declared.  Zhan Yao smiled softly.

            “I love you too” he replied before he scooted closer and tucked himself against him, Bai Yutong carefully wrapping an arm around him as he pulled him close.  Zhan Yao was his.  No one could have him, hold him, mark him, love him…except him.  So he was going to have a little…chat with Yu Bin.  And let him know that the little fucker could be jealous all he liked but if he ever attempted to steal Zhan Yao from him again…Bai Yutong would make sure he would never be seen again.  Because for Zhan Yao…he’d do anything.

[lvcdrms]

➹ + xiao zhan

➹ for a character created on the spot

talvez. só talvez. eu não consiga decidir entre dois possíveis ocs, então vamos lá.

li yu

26 anos, príncipe mercenário.

faz muito tempo que eu quero um oc baseado no ji chong de the wolf, porque o xiao zhan estava um deleite no papel e ele foi a melhor parte do drama... enfim! falamos de um rogue, o que muitas pessoas pensam quando falamos de mercenário ou caçador de recompensas. alguém disposto a cometer uns crimes em troca de uma quantidade suficientemente agradável de dinheiro, afinal tem que usar suas exímias habilidades com armas e a sua lábia para alguma coisa. aos olhos da maioria das pessoas, li yu é alguém inescrupuloso e hedonista, que só serve a seus próprios interesses, e sua única moral é o que for mais interessante para si mesmo. e isso é... parcialmente verdade. a verdade é que ele tem, sim, uma ética e uma moral muito bem-delimitadas, mas a única pessoa que as dita é a própria cabeça dele. agora, se alguém sente que ele não tem respeito algum pelas autoridades, é porque ele não tem mesmo, e não se envergonha do fato. e se sentem que ele é boêmio, hedonista, self-indulgent, que acha que as alegrias da vida estão em coisas mundanas como uma saborosa taça de vinho e uma bela pessoa (de qualquer gênero) em seu colo... é porque isso tudo é 100% verdade. sim, ele gosta dos prazeres da vida e odeia tédio. sue him.

agora, o que poucas pessoas sabem é que ele nasceu em berço de ouro, um dos príncipes do reino vizinho. pena que o pai sempre foi um canalha inescrupuloso. a verdade é que li yu tinha princípios demais para o homem, e isso sempre foi fonte de conflitos entre ambos. esses conflitos, entre outras coisas, muitas vistas como traições e desacato à autoridade de um homem já paranoico, culminaram com a retirada do título de li yu. destituído de seus títulos reais e militares, ele fugiu para as terras mais próximas e teve de recomeçar de algum lugar... e trapaça e sacanagem davam mais dinheiro que qualquer trabalho honesto que conseguisse. e, ei, ele só trapaceia com nobres e ricos, nosso robin hood! eles que se entendam entre eles. enquanto isso, li yu volta à fronteira dos países regularmente para tentar ajudar um vilarejo a se reconstruir. um vilarejo que, ele sabe, foi impactado por suas próprias ações, ainda que ele estivesse só cumprindo ordens. a culpa disso ele vai guardar pra sempre.

alternativamente...

yuwen qingxuan

29 anos, imperador

the gilded cage! heavy is the head that wears the crown! onnomnomnom nessa casa amamos clichês. e esse é o famoso clichê do personagem para quem o poder é um fardo, uma condenação. qingxuan não nasceu com ambição no coração, mas nunca teve muita escolha. ser declarado herdeiro do trono era a consequência natural de ser o único menino que seu pai conseguira gerar... mesmo que sua mãe estivesse longe de ser a imperatriz. e mesmo que a imperatriz e outras concubinas de mais alto escalão (até o nascimento de qingxuan, claro) jurassem que ele fora escolhido, que o imperador desistiu tão facilmente, por conta da predileção por sua mãe. as origens menos que humildes da mulher, antes uma cortesã, não ajudavam.

desde seus primeiros passos, qingxuan foi treinado para seguir os caminhos de um imperador. todas as suas aulas eram pensadas para torná-lo o melhor político possível. o melhor guerreiro também, embora a saúde f��sica de qingxuan não fosse lá das melhores, e ele foi logo ensinado que isso era algo que teria de manter sempre em mente para que não fosse usado contra si. ao mesmo tempo, a mãe encargou-se de arranjar um tutor que ensinasse ao filho a arte da a politicagem de um jeito que os tutores formais da corte dificilmente fariam, fosse porque ser franco seria considerado demasiado vulgar, fosse porque seu pai, apesar de tudo, e apesar da adoração pelo menino, jamais confiaria nele tanto assim. queria lhe passar o trono, mas não tão cedo. não queria morrer por outra coisa que causas naturais, veja bem.

qingxuan nunca teve a chance de saber o que queria, pois a escolha nunca foi lhe dada. a autonomia nunca foi lhe dada. desde cedo, também aprendeu outra coisa: que teria de pertencer a todos, menos a si próprio. pertencia ao reino e seus interesses políticos, pertencia ao povo. mas não reclamaria muito dessa parte. seu lado idealista ainda sonhava em, um dia, se devesse herdar o trono, ser o melhor imperador possível. alguém que pudesse trazer melhorias reais à vida das pessoas. e, hoje, faz o que pode, tentando ter a humildade de se encontrar com os súditos em pessoa quando possível e ouvir suas demandas. também investe significativamente na arte e nas ciências, e, desde que assumiu o trono, poderia se gabar que o estado tem florescido sob sua administração, se consolidado como um hub cultural na região. a verdade é que sempre achou algum prazer na pilha de livros que era obrigado a ler. e a verdade é que qingxuan mesmo é um poeta, com uma série de versos escritos desde a adolescência... mas estes ele não assina com seu nome, é claro. apenas circulam por aí sob um pseudônimo.

ainda assim, o fardo da coroa é pesado e não o deixa dormir direito à noite. quanto mais considerando as múltiplas tentativas de assassinato que sofreu durante a noite. ainda tenta domar a corte caótica que tem, mas n��o é pulso firme, ou quiçá tirano, o suficiente para isso, então lhe resta ter jogo de cintura. calcula todos os movimentos que pode quase que obsessivamente. e talvez com o tempo ele tenha, sim, passado a se perguntar como seria ter coisas como liberdade e autonomia. talvez escreva também por isso. mas são apenas sonhos. qingxuan também fez as pazes com seu harém, ou ao menos acha. já viu o suficiente para começar a pensar que, francamente, se nenhuma das mulheres tentar matar a ele ou matar umas às outras, está tudo bom demais. até agora, tudo parece estar sob controle, a não ser que algo tenha sido escondido dele. ao mesmo tempo, ainda precisa encontrar uma imperatriz, e sabe disso, pois todos insistem em lembrá-lo incessantemente.

e acho que ele funcionaria bem com um plot de casamento arranjado (tava pensando nesse gifset quando comecei a escrever), mas também de amor proibido!

[pesquisakowloon]

mods, vcs ou alguém da tag poderia recomendar mwm e mwf chineses e/ou taiwaneses?

vou responder com alguns que eu conheço, mas deixo em aberto pra quem quiser comentar mais opções.

além dos nomes que eu citar, vou deixar linkado aqui a tag de um tumblr que vive postando resources de fcs e afins e pode ser que algum te dê uma ideia: chineses e taiwaneses.

mwm: wu yuheng (1996), luo yunxi (1988), wang yibo (1997), xiao zhan (1991), dylan wang (1998), xu minghao (1997), zuan - ozone (1999), zixiang - ozone (1999), cai xukun (1998), lin yanjun (1995), zhu zhengting (1996), wang ziyi (1996), xiao gui (1999), fan chengcheng (2000), justin huang (2002), li quanzhe (2001), lu han (1990), zhang yixing (1991), jackson wang (1994), mark tuan (1993), liu haoran (1997), wang ziqi (1996), hou minghao (1997)

mwf: nana ouyang (2000), tzuyu (1999), xu jiaqi (1995), xong xueer (1996), dai meng (1993), ju jingyi (1994), lu keran (1995), fei qinyuan (2001), wang yi - snh48 (2001), zhou shiyu (1998), zheng danni (2001), xie yurong - pink fun (1999), quan xinping - pink fun (2000), chiayi/phoebe - pink fun (2001), cindy - hur (1995), erin - hur (1999), hanna - per6ix (1998), jessie - per6ix (1998), mila - per6ix (2001), zhao lusi (1998), yu shuxin (1995), cheng xiao (1998), bai lu (1994)

os que eu coloquei o grupo do lado é porque seria difícil achar pesquisando apenas o nome, mas o resto eu chequei e vocês acham tranquilamente. inclusive peço perdão por ter mais diversidade nas meninas que nos homens, sou ruim com os garotinhos.

[mattos19]

Wangxian

Wei Wuxian estava se sentindo triste naquela manhã, seu braço e costas doíam e o garoto apenas queria ficar em sua cama, no entanto assim que entrou pelos portões brancos da escola cheia de alunos abriu o melhor sorriso que pode e tentou fingir que estava bem, como em todos os outros dias.

Lan WanJi caminhava pelos corredores observando se algum aluno faria alguma infração naquele dia, ser um dos monitores da escola e ainda responsável pela detenção não era uns dos cargos mais amados, mas o Lan se esforçava para fazer o correto, mesmo que sempre receba olhares feios dos outros estudantes. Depois que o sinal tocou, estava fazendo sua última vistoria de sempre quando encontrou Wei Wuxian sentado em um canto dos corredores já vazios, seus olhos fechados enquanto seus dedos batiam em sua perna no que seria o ritmo da música que escutava em seus fones de ouvido.

"Vá para a aula!" Ordenou Lan Wanli ao parar na frente dele e tirar um dos fones.

"Lan Zhannnnnnn" Reclamou Wei Wuxian olhando para cima. "Não seja tão cruel, me deixe aqui somente mais um pouquinho" Sua expressão parecia de um cachorro desolado, fazendo o coração de Lan Wanji saltar uma batida.

"Va para a aula Wei Wing" Insistiu o encarando até o garoto de olhos prateados suspirar e se levantar, no entanto Lan WanJi percebeu que sua postura estava diferente, os movimentos mais cuidadosos e travados que o normal. Percebendo seu olhar, Wei Wuxian deu uma risada forçada e apressou-se para a sala.

Naquele mesmo dia voltaria a ver o garoto de olhos prateados, mas não da forma que gostaria, sua coluna estava curvada e apoiada na parece, olhos fechados e respiração pesada, claramente sentindo dor. As aulas haviam acabado e Lan WanJi decidiu ficar a mais para pegar algo em seu armário do vestiário antes de ir embora quando ouviu a respiração pesada em um canto escondido.

"Wei Wing?" Chamou baixinho preocupado.

Assustado, Wei Wuxian o encarou endireitando a coluna e colocando um sorriso forçado no rosto.

Novamente. Lan WanJi não gostava disso.

"Lan Zhan! Que surpresa, o que faz aqui a esta hora?" Perguntou com suas mãos expondo sua ansiedade.

"Wei Wing, tem certeza que está bem? Lan WanJi estava angustiado, não gostando da situação, mesmo assim deixou que ele escapasse quando este insistiu que estava bem e foi embora do vestiário.

Esta situação se repetiu nas últimas quatro semanas, como se fosse o destino insistindo que sempre fosse Lan Wandi quem encontrasse Wei Wuxian sem sorrisos e com dor.

Cansado de o ver sofrendo dele, foi até sua casa, sendo recepcionado por uma mulher de meia idade de cara feia, que foi grossa quando perguntou sobre Wei Wing.

"Aquele bastardo está de castigo, por isto vá embora." Expulsou, batendo a porta em sua cara.

Wei Wuxian estava com dor, muita dor. Chegou na escola mais cedo para que pudesse fugir de Madame Yu e se esconder embaixo da arquibancada do campos para não precisar fingir que estava tudo bem e sem perceber acabou dormindo, quando acordou notou que estava deitado, sua cabeça encostada em algo macio, abriu os olhos para ver o que era, levantando de susto ao perceber que estava deitado nas pernas de Lan Wanji

"Lan Zhan, desculpa mesmo, não queria atrapalhar." ria nervosamente, ignorando o quanto seu coração batia forte no peito e seu rosto ficava vermelho. "É melhor irmos para a aula, senão vamos ficar com falta."

O Lan, ao contrário do que Wei Wuxian esperava, não o deixou levantar totalmente, o fazendo deitar novamente em suas pemas.

"Já perdemos metade das aulas Wei Ying" disse gentilmente como se não fosse o respeitado aluno exemplo do Cloud Recess que estivesse perdendo aula para ficar escondido embaixo da arquibancada com ele.

"Como assim perdemos metade das aulas? Que horas são?" Preocupado pegou o celular do bolso da calça e realmente era verdade. Como poderia ter dormido tanto!? "Temos que ir para a aula Lan Zhan." Disse para ser impedido de novo.

"Não, Wei Wing tem que descansar" Sua voz era firme deixando claro que não iria ceder, ainda cansado suspirou alto e se deixou ficar acomodado, sem perceber dormindo novamente, no entanto, diferente da primeira vez acordou na enfermaria, sem a camisa e com o torço enfaixado. Assustado olhou para todos os lados, se acalmando involuntariamente quando viu Lan Zhan sentado ao lado de sua marca.

"Por que estamos aquí?" Perguntou sem querer se levantar desta vez.

"Por que você ficou com febre e quando estava tentando acordá-lo começou a reclamar de dor nos braços e costas" Lan Zhan parecia incomodado enquanto relatava o que aconteceu, seus alhos indo entre Wel Wing e a janela ao lado. Ful ver como estavam e o trouxe direto para ca Sua voz foi sumindo enquanto seus olhos estavam distantes "Quem fez isto com você Wel Wing?

"Ninguém". Mentiu desviando do olhar dourado, de repente querendo fugir dali.

"Claro que foi alguém, você pode dizer a mim quem foi, quero ajudar você Wei Wing." Sua voz tinha uma preocupação visível, mesmo assim Wei encarou outro canto e sussurrou:

"Não preciso de ajuda Lan Zhan, obrigada" Tão baixo que somente quem estivesse perto poderia ouvir.

Ficaram em silêncio depois disso, até que a enfermeira chegasse e Wei Wing corresse sem dar explicações. Em casa Lan Zhan perguntou ao irmão o que fazer, pois todas as vezes que tentava ajudar, Wei Wuxian fugia.

Lan Xichen também pareceu não saber muito, aconselhando para que tivesse paciência com o colega e ficasse perto dele caso este deixasse e que perguntaria ao seu tio como seguir da melhor forma possivel.

Determinado esperou encontrar Wei Wuxian no dia seguinte, mas este não apareceu, nem no dia posteriores, tentou ir na casa dele mas ninguém atendia, nem mesmo conseguiu conversar cam Jian Cheng que aparecia pouco na escola, e quando vinha estava estourado e atordoado o tempo todo. Nem mesmo seus amigos tinham noticias, todos tão preocupados quanto ele

Deprimido foi fazer sua patrulha quando viu seu tio e irmão conversando na entrada da diretora, a conversa parecia séria, tentou passar discretamente para não atrapalhar mas foi vista e chamado por eles.

"WanJi"

"Irmão"

O comprimentaram.

"Tio, irmão. Tem algo que possa ajudar?" Seu tio raramente vinha à escola, tendo se aposentado da diretoria a dois anos por causa da idade, o deixando curioso para saber o que seria tão urgente.

E foi desse encontrou que descobriu o que houve com Wei Wing, em como ele morava com a familia de amigos do pai dele, mas que por rancores antigos a esposa, Madame Yu, maltrata Wei Wuxian com frequência, sem que os próprios filhos e marido da mulher soubessem. Como Lan WanJi levou o garoto a enfermaria, depois que foram embora naquele dia a enfermeira ligou para os pais de Wei Wuxian para falar dos remédios que deveria que tomar para dor, ficando surpresa pelos dois não entenderem do que a enfermeira falava e indo diretamente pegar um voo para encontrar seu filho.

Houve uma grande confusão entre as familias ate que eles tiraram Wei Wuxian da casa e denunciaram Madame Yu por maus tratos mesmo que Jian FengMian pedisse para pouparem sua esposa

Agora Wei Wuxian tinha voltado com os pais para sua cidade de origem, foi dito que ele ainda quiria continuar os estudos em Cloud Recess mas os pais não deixaram. Mesmo triste Lan Zhan teve que admitir que o melhor agora para o colega seria ficar com os pais e se cuidar.

"O tio irá vê-los no final de semana para ver como o filho da Sr. Sanren anda e pedir desculpas pessoalmente, já que ele é amigo da mãe de Wei Wuxian e se sente em parte responsável pelo ocorrido, mesmo não tendo como prever isto"

"Xichen, se eu fosse mais observador e cuidadoso com os alunos e mostrasse mais assistència a eles talvez isto não acontecesse por tanto tempo"

Seu tio estava sendo muito exigente consigo, mesmo parecendo frio sempre prezou pelo cuidado aos alunos para que tivessem um ótimo ensino e encorajamento, saber que um aluno de sua instituição sofreu tanto para ele significava uma falha em criar um ambiente acolhedor e confiável. Indo embora depois de cumprimentar os sobrinhos, começou a planejar as mudanças para a escola enquanto via a visita que faria aos Wei's.

"WanJi fique tranquilo que Wei Wuxian ficará bem." Tranquilizou Xichen antes de ir para sua aula. Cabisbaixo também foi a própria aula, torcendo para que a semana passasse logo.

Quando o sábado chegou logo cego ele e o tio estavam no avião, e no que pareceu uma eternidade para WanJi chegaram a casa dos Wei. Um homem simpático atendeu a porta e logo sua esposa chegou a sala para lhes oferecer chá, eram os pais de Wei Wing, mas ele não via o outro, nem escutava algum barulho na casa que poderia indicar que estava ali Cangse Sanren ao perceber a ansiedade do garoto foi pegar um prato com bolo e lhe deu.

"Você poderia levar isto ao meu filho? Ele é um dorminhoco e se deixar acaba perdendo o cafe da manhã." Seu sorriso era tão radiante quando o de Wei Wing, não conseguindo recusar a oferta.

Balançando a cabeça pegou o prato e seguiu as instruções para chegar ao quarto dele. Quando bateu a porta percebeu que estava aberta e com como não escutou nada entrou no quarto, onde viu seu Wei Wing deitado sobre as cobertas, encolhido e...

"Wei Wing..."

Lan WanJi deixou o prato na estante próxima a porta e foi direto para seu Wei Wing, abraçando ele sem pensar enquanto este surpreso para de chorar e tenta se afastar sem sucesso.

"Lan Zhan?" O reconhecendo deixou que seus braços o envolvessem. "E você mesmo?"

"Sim, sou eu." Confirmou apertando ainda mais o garoto.

"Você deve achar que sou um idiota chorando escondido aqui" Sua risada era fraca enquanto tentava de limpar o rosto molhado com uma das mãos.

"Não, não acho" o abraçou mais foi, se isso fosse possivel "Wei Wing pode chorar a vontade"

Wei Wuxian queria argumentar contra, mas viu que Lan WanJi não aceitaria suas tentativas de fingir que estava tudo bem, assim se deixou sentir e chorar Wei Wuxian estava cansado, não queria preocupar os pais por isto sempre tentava se mostrar bem e sorridente, mesmo quando o corpo dola e as feridas ardiam e cocavam.

Lan Wanji ficou com ele por um bom tempo, não somente para o consolar mas conversarem, se atualizarem do tempo que estavam longe e assim pouco a pouco Wei Wing foi abrindo um sorriso timido, sem tanta dor em seus olhos. Quando Lan Zhan teve ir embora os pais de We Wuxian em segredo perguntaram se ele podería os visitar amanhã também, já que fazia tempo que seu menino não ficava animado e disposto, com a autorização de seu tio ele foi e assim sempre que podia visitava Wei Wuxian conversavam todos os dias por mensagem e vídeo e Lan WanJi sempre ficava feliz ao ver como Wei Wing parecia cada vez melhor e que a terapia que começou o vazia bem também,. No começo foi dificil de convencer o garoto a ir, mas depois de muita insistência conseguiu o convencer e fazê-lo continuar.

Lan WanJi soube que Wei Wuxian conseguiu ser aprovado em uma bolsa de estudos de música em um conservatório de Yilling e fez questão de ir visitá-lo para comemorarem juntos. Naquele dia saíram para ver um filme e quando voltaram tiveram seu primeiro beijo, ambos tão sorridentes e felizes que até os pais de Wei Wing notaram a áurea apaixonada mais que o normal dos dois e provocaram o casal até ficarem tão vermelhos como tomate e Lan Zhan finalmente para de enrolar o filho deles e o pedir em namoro.

Tiveram vários encontros de idas e vindas até irem morar juntos, muitos diziam que tinha demorado mas ambos achavam que tudo estava acontecendo em seu tempo.

Felizes juntos planejavam o casamento e quem sabe futuramente a adoção de um pequeno para completar a familia.

FIM.

Espero que tenha gostado da leitura❤️

[ao3feed-xicheng]

Monstros

by TiaThalita Wei Wuxian achou que era um bom irmão e que o protegia de tudo, mas estava enganado. Quando toma conhecimento dos horrores que seu irmão Jiang Cheng sofre na mãos dos pais, ele decide que é hora de corrigir esse engano. Mas o mundo de ambos desaba quando são pegos e as linhas entre o certo e errado se borram, e não mais é fácil distinguir quem tem razão ou não. Words: 4197, Chapters: 1/?, Language: Português brasileiro Series: Part 6 of Minhas fics UA de Jiang Cheng Fandoms: 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV), 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | M��dào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death, Rape/Non-Con, Underage Categories: F/M, M/M Characters: Jiang Cheng | Jiang Wanyin, Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian, Wen Xu (Modao Zushi), Nie Mingjue, Lan Zhan | Lan Wangji, Lan Huan | Lan Xichen, Meng Yao | Jin Guangyao, Jiang Fengmian, Yu Ziyuan, Xue Yang | Xue Chengmei, Nie Huaisang, Jiang Yanli Relationships: Lan Zhan | Lan Wangji/Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian, Lan Huan | Lan Xichen/Meng Yao | Jin Guangyao, Jiang Cheng | Jiang Wanyin/Lan Huan | Lan Xichen, Nie Mingjue/Wen Xu, Jiang Fengmian/Yu Ziyuan, Jiang Fengmian/Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian, Jiang Cheng | Jiang Wanyin/Jiang Fengmian Additional Tags: Past Jiang Cheng | Jiang Wanyin/Lan Huan | Lan Xichen, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat, Child Abuse, Murder, Parricide, Manipulation, Bad Parent Jiang Fengmian, Bad Parent Yu Ziyuan, Parent/Child Incest, Protective Siblings, Jiang Cheng | Jiang Wanyin Needs a Hug, Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian Needs a Hug via https://ift.tt/pWI6fOX

[promochinaterror]

Most Wanted Chineses

Quer pensar em um personagem chinês, natural da nossa cidade de Shiwang, mas não sabe quem?

Segura essa lista dos nossos most wanted que estará disponível também na central.

Edit: Seguem fcs que possuem a etnia chinesa, não necessariamente nascidos na China.

femininos

Tzuyu

Guan Xiaotong

Dilraba Dilmurat

Bai Lu

Crystal Liu

Angelababy

Hebe Tien

Zhao Lusi

Kelly Yu

Ni Ni

Gillian Chung

Xu Jiaqi

Wang Fei Fei

Amber Kuo

Amber Lio

Kuo Beating 

Victoria Song

Crystal Zhang

Liu Yufei

Qiao Xin

Handong

Meng Jia

Crystal Zhang

Zeng Mengxue

Yuqi

Shuhua

Gulinazha 

Zhou Jieqiong

Cheng Xiao

Xuanyi

masculinos

Xu Kai

Cai Xukun

Zhu Zhengting

Zhou Yiran

Zhai Xiaowen

Aaron Lai

Wang Hank

Chen Zheyuan

Yang Yang

Jay Chou

Yao Chi

Chen Xiao

Andy LAu

Cheng Yi

Wang Yibo

Zeng Shunxi

Liu Xueyi 

Bai Jingting

Zhang Linghe

Gong Jun

Deng Wei

Zhang Wanyi

Xiao Zhan

Jing Boran

Wei Daxun

Fan Chengcheng

Huang Minghao

Bi Wenjun

The8

Chengxin Ding

Espero que possa ajudar vocês!

[rqs902]

interviewer: what kind of stage would u like to present to your fans? 

akey: our new song

lin mo: a girl group dance, since we promised our fans

zhan yu: a stage where im wearing a wet white tshirt and dancing 

jin fan: singing while playing the piano

[mr-linmo]

[190425] Zhan Yu fantaken | cr. 戀愛飛行丨展羽

[shanastoryteller]

Happy birthday!!! The untamed? (Also your writing is amazing thank you for sharing it)

a continuation of 1 2 3 4 5 6

Jin Zixuan is alive.

Wei Wuxian hasn't run into him, but gossiping servants haven't failed him yet. He don't know why that surprises him more than Shijie, but it does.

He can't fight well, anymore, or maybe it's just that he can't fight for long. That part hadn't been clear, but the derision from the minor clans is obvious enough that servants are gossiping about it. Then again, it's not like the Yao and Ouyang have ever been subtle. He had expected better from the Yu.

His wedding to Lan Zhan is tomorrow, the curse mark on his arm is bigger than it was when he woke up, and he still doesn't know why he's here.

Sneaking out of his window past the guards is easy. He doesn't have a destination in mind, he just wants to clear his head, and he can't do that surrounded by the obsessive gold draped over every inch of his rooms.

He really hadn't expected to find his little brother drinking underneath the gazebo.

Wei Wuxian runs his eyes over Jiang Cheng eagerly. His face hasn't changed much, but his presence has. He seems more centered, like a lotus with it's roots buried in the earth rather than cast upon the current.

Or course, he doesn't look like much sitting on the ground, his robes dirty and rumbled and a wine bottle held in a white knuckled grip, but Wei Wuxian has seen him in worse shape.

"What are you looking at?" Jiang Cheng snaps. He's been drinking for long enough that his cheeks are red with it.

Wei Wuxian considers and discards several appropriate responses before holding out his hand and saying, "It's rude not to share."

Jiang Cheng's eyes narrow, but then he snorts and holds out the bottle. Wei Wuxian grabs it eagerly, tipping the bottle to swallow three large mouthfuls and rubbing his sleeve over his chin to catch what had managed to escape.

He holds the bottle back out to him, but Jiang Cheng stares at him and doesn't take it. "What?"

"Nothing," he says, taking the bottle back.

Wei Wuxian sits down across from him, sprawling in a way that he probably shouldn't now that he's a girl but it's not like anything about this interaction is proper to begin with. "I know why I'm drinking, but why are you?"

"Same reason, probably," he snorts. Wei Wuxian only has a moment to panic over Jiang Cheng and Mo Xuanyu's star crossed romance before he continues, "I can't believe he's getting married."

"Lan Z-Wangji?" he asks, hoping his brother doesn't notice his slip up.

"The way he carried on after, and he won't even fucking speak to me, but now he's going to bow to you?" His sneer melts into a frown. "No offense."

"None taken," he says faintly. "Um, so you - you and Lan Wangji were-"

"No!" Jiang Cheng's disgust shouldn't be comforting. It wouldn't even matter, really. He can't stay in this body forever, so his arranged marriage to Lan Zhan is going to be short. He'll be free to marry whoever he likes once his wife is dead.

It's too bad Mo Xuanyu hadn't known Lan Zhan. He would have helped her, if he could, and maybe she wouldn't have felt desperate enough to summon him into her body.

Wei Wuxian clears his throat. "Okay."

"It's a long story," Jiang Cheng mutters, hugging his legs and resting his chin on his knee like he used to when they were kids.

Wei Wuxian wants to lean against his side and mess with his hair and promise to fix whatever is upsetting him. But he's not Wei Wuxian, he's Mo Xuanyu, and Jiang Cheng wouldn't accept that from him even if he knew who he was. There aren't any cliffs around her, but the Jin's stupidly long stairs would probably work well enough with how weak this body is.

Something of his dark thoughts must show on his face, because Jiang Cheng says, "You don't have to - he won't hurt you, or anything. He's not like that."

"There's more than one way to be hurt," he says, because he's pretty sure marrying Lan Zhan is going kill him one way or another.

Jiang Cheng raises the bottle in a toast, takes a sip, then passes it over to him.

If he was getting married as himself, this is how he'd want to spend the night before the wedding, with his brother and wine and a beautiful, crisp clear night.

He takes a long swallow and pretends just for one moment that this is real.

[silverflame2724]

Accidental Martial God WWX

That was exacty what I meant actually but I do have a few more povs if you want.

LQRs reaction to a demonic cultivator ascending, JGS and JGY reaction to the Yin Tiger Tally moving completely out of reach, WQ pondering the true requirements for ascension given WWX doesn't have a golden core yet ascended, WWX musing on Godhood and on his new followers both the good and the more disturbing worshipers.

Maybe LWJ protects the Wen Remnants because WWX asked him to in a dream and after he succeeds (13 years later) he ascends and is finally reunited with WWX.

Lan Qiren did not know what to think. Wei Wuxian, his most troublesome student, a demonic cultivator, had ascended. He’d ascended. How was that even possible? Were the Heavens blind? Why would they allow someone like Wei Wuxian to ascend?

From what Lan Qiren had thought, only those who are righteous and followed the correct path in life like the Lan clan’s founder, Lan An, would be worthy of ascending.

Either the qualifications for ascension were lower than he thought or Lan Qiren had been horribly mistaken about Wei Wuxian’s personality and motivations for using demonic cultivation. That last thought made Lan Qiren feel very uncomfortable.

He’d always been harsh on the boy and disregarded him, even - he ashamedly admitted - punishing him harsher and more frequently than others.

He’d thought he was in the right because of how Wei Wuxian was but…..

But if he was wrong then Lan Qiren owed him an apology.

………………….

Jin Guangshan wanted to scream out in frustration seeing Wei Wuxian ascend. That brat had the Stygian Tiger Seal on him - according to his spies - and now that he ascended, the Seal went with him.

He had had so many plans on bribing Wei Wuxian to his side or killing him when he refused - as well as stealing the Seal - and then taking over the cultivation world, lording over it as he was always meant to be.

Now those plans are ruined. He sighed. Hopefully that bastard son of his can finally prove his usefulness and give him countermeasures or he might retract his favor from him.

……………………

Jin Guangyao’s first thought upon seeing Wei Wuxian ascend was: Oh shit. I have to go make up new plans to help Father.

He knew his father wanted Wei Wuxian and the Seal and didn’t really care how he obtained both or either, just as long as no one traced it back to him. He sighed. This was going to be a big headache. But at least the plans on putting his father as Chief Cultivator were going smoothly. He could only imagine what his father would do to him if even this failed.

..............................

Wen Qing had still been in Yiling, making plans to relocate her family, when the news that Wei Wuxian had ascended had reached her.

Her first reaction was, That’s impossible.

Because it was, right? Wen Qing should know. She cut out his core, after all. But to think he was still able to ascend while he was a demonic cultivator made her wonder what the requirements were for ascending. Perhaps it’s an honest heart? Self-sacrificing tendencies? Or is it a sacrifice of some sorts? She paused. What if.....it was a trial? To test a person’s will? What Wei Wuxian had suffered was.....horrible. Could it have all been just a test from the Heavens?

If that was so, the Heavens really are cru--- 

“A’ Jie, we have to go! Some Jin were spotted nearby!”

Wen Qing gritted her teeth. Members of the branch families of Qishan, regardless of whether they were innocent or not, were captured and subsequently tortured to death by the Jin and sometimes the Nie. Because her family was all in Yiling, they were safe.......but only for now. They had to hurry and escape.

Wen Qing sent a quick prayer to Wei Wuxian, hoping for her family’s safety, and tucked the rest of her belongings in her qiankun pouch, remembering to wrap her arms in bandages to hide the needles she might need to paralyze any Jin that came close.

....................................

Wei Wuxian’s first thought when he landed in the Heavens was, What the fuck.

Then he looked around and looked taken aback and wary at the unfamiliar faces around him. Where the fuck am I?

“Hello.” A rather stoic-faced man greeted.

“Hello.” Wei Wuxian parroted back. The person in front of him didn’t seem to be a threat so he felt a little tension loosen from his shoulders. “Um, Xiansheng? I’m afraid I don’t know where I am?”

“You have just ascended.” The man replied, throwing Wei Wuxian aback.

“Are you pulling my leg?” Wei Wuxian asked. “How is that even possible! I don’t even have---” He swallowed. I don’t even have a core.

“I do not lie. Come, we are wasting time. We must get you washed up and dressed for the induction ceremony.” Seeing Wei Wuxian still frozen, the man sighed, signalled for some people to pick Wei Wuxian up and dragged the struggling man to some quarters.

After absentmindedly washing, drying and changing himself, Wei Wuxian noticed some differences in his body. He wasn’t....cold or hurting anymore. And - he touched his back - he could feel his back! After having his muscles and nerves shredded by Zidian, he didn’t think he’d ever be able to sense touch on his back or even move without pain! But now he can!

He heard the urging of some people and grumbled.

“You will become a god of demonic cultivation.” Was the first thing he heard when he stepped out of the room.

Wei Wuxian choked. “Excuse me?!”

“I said what I said. Now then, if you would please concentrate, you should be able to hear the prayers of the people below.”

Wei Wuxian felt like everything was moving a little too fast for him, but nevertheless complied. Immediately after, a flood of prayers hit him at full force.

“Wei Wuxian!” That was Jiang Cheng! “….Have some fun up there.”

“A’ Xian, do be well. Shijie isn’t there to take care of you so do be well.” Wei Wuxian refused to cry.

“Wei-Xiong! I hope there’s someone up there to supply you with you know what *winks*”

How does someone even wink in their prayers? Wei Wuxian thought amusedly.

“Wei Ying.” That was Lan Zhan. “Wei Ying, I will—be well.”

Ah, Lan Zhan. Always concise even in your thoughts.

Wei Wuxian was a little teary. As much as he was glad to not be a part of the cultivation world considering all the rumors, he did regret leaving behind those that cared for him.

That thought was much more cemented upon hearing…….

“Ah, Lord Wei, the pinnacle of evil, the role model of all demonic cultivators!” Wei Wuxian’s eye twitched. “Please hear my plea for more power! I need it, I need it to destroy everyone who harmed me!”

“Wei Wuxian, I wish to gain power over resentful energy so that I may tear my enemies limb by limb!

“Give me money! You’re a god, aren’t you? Be useful for once and give me some gold!”

“Tch. If I’m going to pray for anything, then it’ll have to be the Seal. You’re a god, now, right? So you have no need for the Seal. Just give it up.”

No matter the good or bad, Wei Wuxian heard the wishes and prayers of the people down below and while some were innocent enough, there were those that wished for death, destruction, tools for torture, power, money, women…….you name it.

It made Wei Wuxian feel a little disgusted with humanity. He cut off his focus from the bad and focused on the prayer he received from his friends and family.

“Wei Wuxian, I heard you became a god.” It was Wen Qing. He hadn’t heard her voice in a long time. “I know this might seem shameless of me after all I did to you, but please. Please guarantee the safety of my family. We’re being hunted down and—”

Her prayer was abruptly cut off, before coming back in full force with notes of desperation. Her family had been captured and taken to Qiongqi Path! Wei Wuxian panicked. He didn’t know how to escape from this place and try to go help her.

The…..person who was watching over him evidently knew what he was thinking about and merely stated that gods cannot interfere with the mortal realm. So he was stuck.

But that didn’t mean he was out of options.

It took a few days, but he managed to wheedle out how to help: via dreams. He merely needed to get into the mind of one of his followers and tell them to help. Much like those prophetic dreams Wei Wuxian had read about as a kid.

So he buckled down, thinking of the best candidate to help him.

……………………………

Lan Wangji looked at the landscape around him and concluded that he was dreaming. Though, it was a little odd that he was aware that he was dreaming. Not that he hasn’t realized he was dreaming before - especially in those many fantasies he had of Wei Ying - but to be aware that this is a dream and to see nothing but a flat landscape was pretty out of the ordinary. 

Anyway, he digressed. What was going on?

“Uhh, Lan Zhan? Can you hear me?”

“W-Wei Ying?!” Lan Wangji couldn’t be blamed for stuttering. He wasn’t expecting this!

“Phew. Oh good, you can hear me. Anyway, Lan Zhan, I gotta be quick about this because I’m kinda sorta bending the rules here, but do you think you can go to Qiongqi Path and rescue Wen Qing and her family?”

“Okay.”

“Huh? Just like that? Not even going to ask me for a reason, er-gege?”

Lan Wangji’s ears flushed red at the address. “If Wei Ying wants to save them, you must have a good reason. That’s enough for me.”

“Ah, Hanguang-Jun.” The title was spoken fondly. “Always so good. I’ll tell you anyway. Wen Qing and her family sheltered Jiang Cheng and I after Lotus Pier fell and even brought back Jiang-shushu and Yu-furen’s bodies! That’s a debt I cannot repay.”

“I understand. I will help.”

He couldn’t see Wei Ying, but could practically feel the amusement from him.

“Wei Ying.”

“Yes?”

“Are......Are you well?”

“Of course I am. I’m actually feeling so much better than before.” Wei Ying grumbled, “I’m not even in pain anymore.”

“You were in pain?” Lan Wangji asked worriedly. “Wei Ying, why didn’t you say anything.”

“Lan Zhan, there was nothing you or anyone else could do to alleviate my pain. It doesn’t matter now. I’m okay.”

Lan Wangji was still worried and wanted to speak to him more, but---

“Ah! Looks like my time’s up!” Wei Ying exclaimed cheerfully as the dreamscape wavered. “See you, Lan Zhan!”

Lan Wangji nodded. “See you, Wei Ying.” I’ll catch up to you soon.

.

.

.

And 13 years later, Lan Wangji kept his promise.

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I didn’t edit this so I’m hoping there’s not too many grammatical errors lol. 

[stiltonbasket]

Prompt for renouncement verse. At some point before the Oh my god this is a real marriage moment, when Wei Wuxian realizes Lan Qiren doesn’t see him as a nuisance at best, and a dark spot on Lan Wangji’s sparking reputation at worst. (Or, if you feel so inclined, is forcibly made to realize that Lan Qiren cares about him, since it seems the key to making Wei Wuxian realize these things is through aggressive validation.)

(author’s note: please reblog, since that’s how we get prompts for future chapters!)

In all honesty, Wei Wuxian wasn’t expecting his marriage to be received very well by the Lan sect. He expected that the elders would all be against it, starting with Lan Qiren; but the elders clearly weren’t against it, because they were the ones who wanted him to marry Lan Zhan in the first place.

(He still hasn’t figured out why, of course, but that’s beside the point.)

But in much the same way, Wei Wuxian assumed that the rest of the world wouldn’t care whom he married. He doesn’t have any special privileges or rights as the Chief Cultivator’s spouse, and the title Zewu-jun bestowed upon him is only a formality; all he does in the Cloud Recesses is mind his own business, so why would anyone outside Gusu Lan care about his presence at the conference?

“What does it matter if you’re not doing anything wrong now?” a tall, well-built youth from Baling scoffs. “You’re here, aren’t you? That’s just proof that you--that you seduced his Excellency for your own ends, and now you’re going to take over the sects through him, since you couldn’t do it with your dark cultivation!”

Wei Wuxian hasn’t seduced anyone, since he’s one of the only chaste married men in the world, but he can’t exactly say so to this idiotic young master. “Do your sect leaders know you’re here?” he sighs, too exhausted by the day’s debates to bother arguing. “I can send a butterfly to fetch them, if you’re lost.”

“See that!” someone from the Pingzhou Cheng sect snaps. “He even learned the Jin sect’s messenger butterfly technique! That’s secret knowledge, and--”

“My brother-in-law taught me,” Wei Wuxian says idly, tapping his fingers on Chenqing and grinning when the boys in front of him blanch and take a step backwards. “And Jin Guangyao taught him, sometime after they took their vow of sworn brotherhood. Now, do you mind getting out of my way?”

“You ought to do his Excellency a favor and take yourself out of his way!” one of the youths in the back yells. “Have some shame, Wei Wuxian!”

Wei Wuxian opens his mouth to reply--this time by pretending to call Wen Ning, just to see the boys squirm--but someone else wearing white and blue appears before he can say anything, whipping out a familiar ferule and throwing himself in front of Wei Wuxian.

“For shame!” Lan Qiren barks, cracking his ruler over the boys’ heads until they howl and back away. “What grounds do you have to say so to the Chief Cultivator’s husband, and the father of his children--and what sort of ingrate speaks against another’s marriage, when your own clans were honored at the event as courtesy demanded? Never, in all my days, have I heard such blatant discourtesy--now begone! I will be having words with your sect leaders, make no mistake, and you will be serving punishment for your behavior if you have the face to attend the Lan lectures with your clan in the spring!”

Cowed, the young men bow hurriedly and flee as quickly as they can, holding their bruised heads as they go. Lan Qiren scoffs and tucks his ferule back into his sleeve, and then he takes Wei Wuxian by the sleeve and hauls him back down the corridor towards the banquet hall.

“I’m sorry you had to see that, Shufu,” Wei Wuxian offers, while Lan Qiren’s pale face turns purple with fury. “I didn’t mean to--”

“Sorry, indeed!” Lan Qiren snaps. “If Wangji were to hear of this--well, I will tell him all the same, since you are his husband and under his care, and it is his duty to defend your honor. I am sorry that I had to hear my own family insulted in my presence, but what do you have to be sorry for?”

“They really didn’t say anything about Lan Zhan, though!” he protests. “They just said they he was, um, fooled into marrying me, and it’s a reasonable thing to believe when Lan Zhan is so good, and I’m...”

“You are good for Wangji,” his uncle-in-law scolds, in no uncertain terms. “You are a good senior to the little ones, and an excellent father to A-Yuan and Xiao-Yu, and your presence in the Cloud Recesses has cheered Wangji up immensely, not to mention Xichen. I do not wish to see you tolerating such disrespect again, Wei Ying. Is that clear?”

Winded, Wei Wuxian nods and almost trips over the high threshold to the banquet hall. “Clear as day, uncle! This discip--nephew will reflect, and endeavour to handle the situation more prudently next time.”

“See that you do,” Lan Qiren sniffs. “Now, go back to Wangji, and don’t wander away again. And for heaven’s sake eat something, you're as pale as a sheet.”

And with that, he sweeps away towards the Lan side of the feasting chamber, leaving Wei Wuxian to gather up his glittering skirts and return to his husband’s side.

“Xingan,” Lan Zhan says anxiously, taking Wei Wuxian’s hands and guiding him down onto the gilded seat at his right. “Where did you go? I only turned around for a moment, and then--”

“Xiang-gong,” Wei Wuxian returns (because he does like to make Lan Zhan smile, even if they don’t have that sort of marriage, and he’s allowed to like it.) “I’m sorry, Lan Zhan. I got distracted.”

“Do not leave my side again,” Lan Zhan scolds. “Here, take some of the noodles.”

He picks up a few spicy noodles with his chopsticks, and holds them to Wei Wuxian’s mouth in front of everyone: not even bothering to hide his hands with his sleeve, like he does whenever he eats, as if everyone was supposed to see this!

“Shameless!” Wei Wuxian whispers, as he takes the mouthful. “Lan Zhan!”

“My sweet husband,” Lan Zhan whispers back. “Eat.”

Wei Wuxian nearly blushes himself to death on the spot.

(But that’s been a regular feature of his marriage so far, so he survives. Unfortunately.)

[killerandhealerqueen]

🔪 📖 💀 ✨ yayyyy, am here again for the ask game because although I have asked you already I still have the desire to learn all of your thoughts about the rest of it! ♡♡♡

Shhhh, I always love answering asks and talking about Killer and Healer, feel free to send me as many asks as you want

🔪 What moment feels like they just took a knife to your heart?

Um, there are too many...but I think the one that fucking got me on the first watch was when Jiang Yuelou shot Chen Yuzhi and then had a literal fucking breakdown about it. I was already sobbing because like "JIANG YUELOU, WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!" but then when you realize that it was all a dream and that they fucking planned it, I'm like..."I hate y'all. Fuck y'all, made me lose my god damn mind". But also seeing how absolutely fucking distraught Jiang Yuelou was when he thought that he had actually killed Chen Yuzhi...fuck me up man. My god. Mao Zijun deserves all the awards for that

📖 Give me a fic recommendation

Well, I'm always down to rec all of my fics, which you can find over on ao3 under: 恨君不似江楼月 | Killer and Healer (I know it has the same title as the rewrite, but I promise you, it's the link to the series)

And as for a fic that's not mine....Waiting (Let Me Pet You) by @bestbuds55. I thoroughly enjoy this fic and go back to read it every now and then because it's just so good.

Or, some other good ones are Reunion and Photograph by @tytangfei. These ones are also really good

But I mainly read/re-read my own fics, so I don't have a lot of Killer and Healer fics bookmarked

💀 Do you have any secret ships? (Including friendships)

As we all know, I ship the usual ships, Jiang Yuelou/Chen Yuzhi, Zhan Junbai/Yu Tangchun as well as Sun Yongren/Song Rong, and Zhong Yiren/Chu Ran. As for Liu Li and Chu Min, I see them more as like Zhan Junbai and Yu Tangchun's kids, so to me, they're siblings, not romantic.

I still think Jiang Yuelou and Wang Meng would make...maybe not good friends, but they could be good allies. They'd get along (maybe) for Chen Yuzhi's sake. And of course, the Chaotic Police Siblings (Jiang Yuelou & Jin Dacheng). I really enjoy their friendship

✨ AU you’d like to see the characters in

*motions to literally any au I've written* I think I've got you covered, babe. But no, seriously, I think I'd like to see the Killer and Healer characters in a wuxia (I've said this many times before, give me Mao Zijun and Ian Yi in a wuxia together, please) or in a mafia au (like Kinnporsche, minus all the sex. I'm down for the blood and violence tho. I'm cool with that)

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[naw-naw-honeyimgood]

I do not hate Lan Xichen.

I don’t! He’s not actually a bad character, not a TERRIBLE brother, and there’s definitely worse characters you could stan (looking at you, jiang cheng, yu ziyuan, xue yang stans. looking at you with disgusted eyes)

He truly does care about lan zhan, which is good.

This is the part where you say “i’m sensing a ‘but’ here...” and I say:

But.

I don’t want to write a character study. God knows that if I had the energy to write a whole-ass character study I’d write more of my fic ideas or wips. 

but.

First of all: his trust in Meng Yao. Meng Yao is a character he trusts IMPLICITELY for only two reasons: meng yao saved his life once, and he wants to protect meng yao, coddle him, keep him safe (much like a baby owl or a kitten or a puppy). look at him! with his big eyes and his pouty “daddy doesnt wike me....” and his “er-ge, da-ge Yelled at me againnnn.....  🥺 “, he has DESIGNED his persona to be honestly So Fucking Pitiful that Lan Xichen can’t HELP but feel bad!

His first mistake with meng yao is letting these two factors overule a VERY important factor in “who to pick/trust”: what do your girls think. and also WHY do your girls think that (if is goes against what YOU think). Lan Xichen, unfortunately, does not have a group of girls to befriend who would take one look at that skeevy fucker and say “um. honey- no. that is like 8 red flags in one”, so we must look to his left at his oldest friend (besides his brother), Mingjue. Who HAS, in no uncertain terms, told him that meng yao killed someone, planned to blame it on someone else, then feigned death and ran away. 

Lan Xichen does not respond to this with “oh fuck well I was wrong about him then sorry”. he says “well it sounds like there was a misunderstanding! sounds like the person he killed deserved it, but he still shouldn't've killed him! hmm, we’re in harsh times- hard to tell who’s at fault” (apparently very easily ignoring the “blame some else, then feign death and run away” part) 

(part paraphrased from Chapter 50: Guile Part 3 of webnovel’s translation)

again, dont want a character or even scene study, so moving on-

there’s also a point to be made that apparently Xichen believed the “oh im so pitiful and sad 🥺 🥺 🥺 “ act even after meng yao went undercover as WEN RUOHAN’S head torturer and played the part so well he got close enough to gut him. like, props to meng yao for pulling it off,tbh, but xichen. you are SO fucking stupid. after that and pitiful act shouldve ALWAYS been recognized as an act but NOo.

Meng Yao literally gets away with murdering Mingjue because Xichen trusted him over Mingjue, and isn’t that just so fucking twisted. Xichen was probably Mingjue’s oldest friend too, and to know the last words he heard him say was telling Meng Yao to run while he protected him from Mingjue... fuck, i GET it why his DISMEMBERED body had so much fucking resentment. i GET it why Huaisang was pissed at him. FOR GOOD FUCKING REASON!

He also apparently trusted meng yao SO GODAMN MUCH that he went sharing all the details of LAN ZHAN’S personal life to him. fucking gossip. xichen i do not give two shits if you needed someone to talk to cuz you felt SO MISERABLE THAT YOU JUST HAD YOUR FUCKING BROTHER WHIPPED THIRTY-THREE FUCKING TIMES but that does NOT give you leeway to go crying to meng yao about “boo hoo wangji loved that terrible wei wuxian that i kept encouraging him to hang out with like five years ago. boo hoo he fought us to protect that terrible wei wuxian after wei wuxian survived an attack at that pledge conference we were at where we were pledging to kill him even after wen qing and ning gave themselves up. boo hoo we had to whip wangji thirty-three times because he fought us even though im the sect leader and i couldve vetoed any and all punishments. boo hoo that terrible wei wuxian didnt even love wangji back.” like FUCK. those are personal fucking details that only LAN ZHAN can and should share unless with his permission and he SURE as HELL did not trust meng yao, much less enough to air out all his fucking laundry. 

one of wei wuxian’s most integral character features is that he does not hold grudges. he does not expect and DEFINITELY doesnt demand apologies. and it makes him a very good character, very, hm, unique. it also pisses me off, though because I’M angry FOR him, and I WANT HIM to get his fucking apologies. 

In the end of the story, when i finish end to end, I look at Xichen and feel... disgust. Pity, but not in the PITIFUL UWU  🥺  way, just “wow, that guy is just... useless.” In the end, Xichen has sentenced himself to an indefinite seclusion. He feels Very Bad and his worldview is... shaken, to say the least. “Aw, poor Xichen,” maybe im supposed to think. “poor poor xichen, he trusted the wrong person, meng yao broke his heart... poor xichen......  🥺” 

I do not think “poor FUCKING xichen”

he is in a hell of his own fucking design. who asked him to seclude himself? who does he help by being in there? what does he accomplish? 

He never apologizes to huaisang. I don’t care if he figured out that huaisang made him stab meng yao to fuck with him- he didnt even kill him. xichen is still the fucking reason meng yao could kill mingjue.

He never apologizes to wen ning and SIZHUI for the fucking GENOCIDE he aided and participated in. 

He never apologizes to LAN ZHAN, whose laundry has now been spread to not only bitch-faced uwu   🥺, but to lan zhan’s future-husband w/o lan zhan’s consent, and also random jin cultivators, random MONKS, and a THIRTEEN YEAR OLD!!! never apologizes for the HYPOCRISY of trusting MENG YAO and punishing lan zhan for trusting WEI YING!!!

and he never fucking apologizes to Wei Ying.

Maybe he does feel sorry for his actions hidden in that fucking house of seclusion. in fact, he probably does, probably feels VERY SORRY. is probably thinking to himself “oh im such a terrible person  😭 i trusted the wrong person and betrayed so many people  😭 i dont deseve to live  😭” which is exactly the kind of bullshit that you DONT fucking want in an apology. 

I hate that Lan Xichen never apologized to Wei Ying. And I also hate that Wei Ying wouldn’t even let him apologize, would just be “oh no worries”

I want Xichen to apologize. And I want We Ying to say “hm. No, I don’t think I’m ready to forgive you just yet.”

[puddingcatbeans]

15.

[ return key; wangxian college au ]

Wei Ying has been loitering in the lobby for five minutes already. He’s managed to get through the door because the lady entering before him held open the door, which was nice of her but also very unsafe since he does not live in the building. He’d caved two minutes in and texted Lan Zhan so he can’t even leave now.

“Wei Ying.”

Lan Zhan is standing by the elevators. He’s dressed in a cozy sweater and soft pants that could be considered sweatpants only because this is the lobby of Lan Zhan’s apartment and he only stepped out the door because Wei Ying was being annoying and showed up unannounced.

“Ah, Lan Zhan.” Wei Ying tugs at the collar of his dress shirt. He’d tried to look nice tonight. Even brushed his hair and everything. But of course he ended up chickening out in the end. He’d told Jiang Cheng he was going to stop by the liquor store. He never made it to the store. It’s fine, he figured. Yu-ayi definitely wouldn’t miss him, and anyway, Yanli-jie is bringing Jin Zixuan this year, so that will be enough of a distraction that no one will even care he never showed up.

They go up to the apartment. Lan Zhan is silent, but Wei Ying can feel curiosity and concern radiating off him. He doesn’t ask. Lan Zhan is kind like that. And Wei Ying is the asshole who is taking advantage of it once again.

Lan Zhan’s brother is in the kitchen when they come in. He blinks in surprise at Wei Ying, but it quickly melts into a smile. “Hello,” he says in Mandarin. “Wei Ying, right?”

“Ah, hello,” Wei Ying replies clumsily. He rubs the back of his neck. “Um, you know what? Maybe I should go after all. I don’t want to impose on your dinner.”

“Wei Ying,” Lan Zhan says. He turns his brother.

Lan Xichen smiles at the both of them. He has a really nice smile, but Wei Ying cannot read the man at all. Not like he can read Lan Zhan and his microexpressions. “We have quite a lot of food, actually. I believe I ordered a few extra dishes in case I had to work overtime. It would be lovely if you could join us for nianyefan. We’re used to having three at the table, aren’t we, A-Zhan?”

“Mn.”

“I--Uh. If you’re sure,” Wei Ying says.

“Why don’t you both go wash your hands and then come help me plate the rest?”

New Years’ Eve dinner with the Lans is strange. It’s quiet for the most part, both brothers abiding to the ‘no talking while eating’ rule. For the special occasion, they’ve turned on the tv to one of the Chunjie programs. Wei Ying laughs into his fish at some of the performances. Lan Xichen smiles more freely, but Wei Ying also catches Lan Zhan hiding a smile or two into his own bowl. It’s strange, nothing like the rowdy jokes and over-the-table arguments in equal parts at the Jiang dinner table. Still, Wei Ying finds himself enjoying it.

Later, when the leftover dishes are cleared away and the dirty dishes are loaded into the dishwasher ("I thought all dishwashers in chinese households were glorified dishracks,” Wei Ying says. Lan Xichen laughs. “Only for today,” he says, “the dishwasher gets a promotion.”), Wei Ying sits on the couch next to Lan Zhan. There’s a basket of oranges in front of them. Lan Zhan is currently peeling one with quick, practised movements.

“Hey, Lan Zhan?�� 

“Hm?”

He has so many things he wants to say. Not enough words to encompass it all, to fully express just how much he feels about this boy beside him, this boy that hands him peeled oranges with care and invited him into his home for new years’ dinner without hesitation. Instead, Wei Ying says, “Your brother didn’t have to give me a hongbao, too.”

“Mm. He wanted to.”

“Aiyah. I’ll have to treat you both to dinner some time.”

“Only if Wei Ying wants to.”

“I want to! You’ll have to convince your brother to come, too!”

Lan Zhan hands him another orange. He gives Wei Ying a tiny smile. “I will,” he says. “Xinnian kuaile, Wei Ying.”

Wei Ying separates a tiny orange slice. He holds it out to Lan Zhan. “Happy new year, Lan Zhan.”

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Wangxian Threadfic

Wei Wuxian estava nervoso, Madame Yu estava irada por ele ter interrompido o casamento de Jian Cheng, mas que culpa ele tinha se o Jiang gostava de outra pessoa? Que por conhecidência era o irmão de Lan Wanji, que ele, Wei Wuxian, acabou se apaixonando por aquele Lan de expressão fria e vida regrada?

Tudo começou com o aviso de noivado, a-cheng e Lan Xichen tinham um relacionamento sem nome, um fingia que não gostava e o outro tentava sempre agradar e correr atrás de seu amor. Quando anunciaram que Jiang Cheng iria ficar com o irmão mais novo de Xichen, ambos ficaram atrasados mas sem coragem de desfazer o compromisso entre famílias, por isso nos "encontros" programados que Madame Yu e Lan Qiren faziam para os noivos se conhecerem mais, ao invés de Jian Cheng o Wei ia.

O disfarce não poderia se manter e os quatros sabiam disso, a primeira vez que Wei Wuxian deveria ser a única para que Jian Cheng e Lan Xichen pudesse conversar sobre o que fazer, mas no final não souberam e o Wei foi para os outros. Wanji não gostou no começo, achava errado, mas foi mudando de opinião ao ver o brilho que emanava do homem de cabelos longos com uma fita vermelha amarrada ao topo, quando ambos viram estavam apaixonados, no entanto nenhum admitiu ao outro. Até o dia do casamento, onde Wei Wuxian parou aquilo tudo e se declarou para o Lan que tanto amava e não suportaria ver casado com outro.

Poucos sabiam que caso Wuxian não fizesse isso o próximo Lan Wanji faria, e se este não fizesse A-cheng faria e se este não fizer Lan Xichen faria, pois nenhum dos quatro estava disposto a seguir aquilo até o final.

No final das contas Wei Wuxian ainda estava nervoso e madame Yu irada, ela pelo casamento não ter ocorrido como queria e ele pois iria se casar com Lan Zhan.

O casamento duplo começa, ambos os casais emocionados e felizes por ficarem com quem amam.