#Zidian is also a spiritual tool that does lightning damage

[silverflame2724]

JC badgers a sleep deprived WWX to start carrying Suibian, WWX more than a little out of his head with trauma makes a spite talisman and teleports himself to Gusa (specifically LWJs home).

LWJ has just arrived in Yunmeng and learns WWX has vanished, he returns to Gusa to discover WWX asleep in his bed. WWX is wary of being turned over (to either Lan or Jiang) for punishment and is surprised when LWJ promises to keep WWXs presence in Gusa a secret.

Cue WWXs fantasy daily domestic cottagecore roommates to lovers fantasy coming true early.

For context, this take place a few days after the Phoenix Mountain hunt. 

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Wei Wuxian was exhausted. He hadn’t been getting any sleep due to the nightmares clouding his mind all the time and it was eating at his health and his sanity. He didn’t know how much longer he could go on before he passed out and was running out of excuses to not see the healer about this.

The stress of his duties as head disciple combined with his insomnia all came to a head one day when Jiang Cheng pushed for him to carry Suibian and did not stop asking, even resorting to backing Wei Wuxian into a wall and scowling at him.

All of Wei Wuxian’s instincts screamed for him to get away and the resentful energy writhed underneath his skin, itching for a fight.

He was so tired of Jiang Cheng asking this that he used an excuse that was a little closer to the truth. “Well, if Yu-furen hadn’t shredded my back muscles with Zidian, maybe I could wield my sword!!” Wei Wuxian yelled.

Jiang Cheng froze at that moment, which gave Wei Wuxian the chance to push him away and escape to his room. He sealed his door and windows with a locking talisman and had a private breakdown, sinking to his knees.

Because it was true. Even if Wei Wuxian hadn’t given up his core, the sheer extent of damage Yu-furen had given him had basically crippled him. He wouldn’t be able to use his sword.

I’ m so tired. Wei Wuxian thought. He just wanted to get away from them all.

His gaze drifted off to his table where various inventions could be seen casually lying around. After all, he might not be able to properly do his work as a head disciple, but he still wanted to give back to the sect and creating new talismans and trinkets to help with night hunting was easy to make. One of the talismans he had been working on was a teleportation talisman that used the natural energy of its surroundings to activate rather than the spiritual energy of a cultivator.

It was perfect for a coreless person like Wei Wuxian.

Besides, Wei Wuxian didn’t want to face Jiang Cheng. He knew that any mention of his brother’s mother would send him into a fit.

Wei Wuxian rubbed his neck, remembering the feeling of Jiang Cheng’s hands around his neck.

He gathered up all his stuff as well as a money pouch and used the talisman. He wasn’t sure how far it would take him but anywhere was better than here.

The last thing he saw was the locking talisman losing its effectiveness and the door opening.

……………………….

Lan Wangji had arrived in Yunmeng, hoping to catch a glimpse of Wei Wuxian when he saw tension and worry in the faces of the vendors and stray Jiang disciples.

He was instantly on guard and asked a Jiang disciple if he needed any help. After all, this was Yunmeng Jiang’s territory. He couldn’t just interfere. The Jiang disciple looked a little cautious but indicated to go to a quieter area.

“Have you seen Da-Shixiong?” He asked.

The feeling in Lan Wangji’s gut sank. “No, I have not. What happened to him?”

The disciple looked sad. “We don’t know. He just…..disappeared. Jiang-zongzhu thought he had gone on a night hunt or something but no one reported any such requests and none of the vendors had seen him pass by.”

“I see. When did this happen?”

“It’s been only a day. So he must’ve not gotten far wherever he is.”

“Mm.” Lan Wangji did not know what else to say and bid the disciple goodbye. He was really worried now and wanted to discuss about taking a longer leave of absence with his brother.

With that in mind, he flew off to Gusu.

…………………

Wei Wuxian found himself in what looked like a prison camp and was horrified to see the bodies of old men and women, children and teenagers strewn everywhere. the fact that they were Wens hardly registered in his mind. je just new that he had to get these people out of here. 

The Jins had said that the Wens they imprisoned were all cultivators that had participated in the war and this was proof that they were decidedly not.

He was lucky that he came here when the Jin guards were sleeping.

Just as he contemplated how to help these people he bumped into a familiar face.

“W-Wei-gongzi......”

“Wen Ning?!” Wei Wuxian gasped. The other was in a horrible condition with bruises all over his face and shackles around his wrists and ankles. His eyes darkened. These people.....how dare they?!

“Wei-gongzi?”

Wei Wuxian calmed down. “Wen Ning, are the guards all asleep?”

The poor boy nodded a confused, “Yes?”

“I’m going to get you out of here.”

“Wh-What? Y-You can’t! There’s an array that prevents us from leaving!”

“An array, huh?” It seems it doesn’t guard against teleportation talismans, though. “Don’t worry about that. Are there only non-cultivators here?”

“Um, yes?”

“Okay.” Wei Wuxian released a controlled breath. “Gather all of them up. I have some teleportation talismans here. These should be enough to get you away frm here.”

“W-Wei-gongzi! Y-You don’t have to--”

“Please, Wen Ning. I owe you this much.”

Wen Ning looked like he was going to cry. He nodded and went to gather all of them up. Wen Qing was there too, it seems and Wei Wuxian was glad that she seemed okay. The people in front of him looked scared as they concentrated on Chenqing and Wei Wuxian didn’t blame them. he asked Wen Qing and Wen Ning to come forward and handed them the new teleportation talismans. He had a stack of improved ones that could handle taking multiple people. Wen Qing and Wen Ning bowed in thanks when Wei Wuxian told them this and even gave them his money. 

As they all disappeared, Wei Wuxian decided to leave too. Hopefully wherever he landed next would be better than this.

...........

When Wei Wuxian landed himself in a forest, at first, he was afraid he might have gone somewhere unfamiliar. But as he walked forward and noticed both a lack of monsters and the purity of the air, he thought, Oh no. I’m in the Cloud Recesses back mountains.

But now was not the time to panic. Wei Wuxian knew where he was and how he could get out. But knowing his brother, he was probably searching for him and raging about it. So it was only a matter of time before rumors spread of his disappearance and a search for him would enact.

And Wei Wuxian, not wanting to deal with all that, decided to find Lan Wangji. The man had always wanted to take him back to Gusu and imprison him so maybe Wei Wuxian could go along with him for just a bit before consolidating a plan of what to do next and then escaping.

Yes, Wei Wuxian nodded, this was a good plan. Now where would Lan Zhan live? I’ll just sneak in, pretend to comply to his demands, subtly ask for more time before he purifies me or anything like that and then escape once I’m done.

With that, Wei Wuxian walked through the forest and somehow found a house nearby. Noting that no one was inside, he decided to look around. Instantly, the scent of sandalwood hit him and Wei Wuxian realized, with a start, that this house might just be Lan Zhan’s!

But he couldn’t be sure so he looked around and found a letter with Lan Zhan’s name on it. While this could be Lan Xichen’s house, the Lan sect leader never smelled of sandalwood, so Wei Wuxian was sure he had the right place.

Wei Wuxian observed the house and found it to be neat and immaculate just as Lan Zhan had always been. Even the sheets of his bed were without wrinkles. How did he even manage that?

As Wei Wuxian wandered the house, he noticed a sudden hollowness on one of the floorboards. He knelt down and knocked against it before attempting to move it. It slid away quite easily.

There seemed to be many things underneath and Wei Wuxian was delighted to see a few jars of Emperor’s Smile.

Oh, Lan Zhan~ you’ve been very naughty, I see. He hummed happily and decided to partake in a jug or two.

After three jars, he felt a little tipsy and decided to lie down for a bit. Lan Zhan’s bed was soft and smelled a lot like him. He’d just rest for a few minutes before cleaning up. Yes.....just a few......minutes......

……………………

Lan Wangji realized that it was too late to go ask his brother for a longer leave of absence. He decided that he should meditate tonight and calm down before getting some supplies for a trip to look for Wei Ying.

As soon as he reached the front of the Jingshi, though, he sensed that something was off and immediately put a hand to Bichen. He slowly opened the door and the faint scent of wine drifted out. 

Lan Wangji was instantly pissed. This intruder, whoever they are, stole the wine he had saved for Wei Ying!! He’s going to skewer them......

He opened the door all the way, Bichen halfway out of its sheath when he noticed the intruder passed out on his bed. With a flick of his sleeves, he lit up the candles and was about to arrest this person when he noticed who he was.

Wei Ying?! He nearly cried out. Bichen slid back into its sheath as Lan Wangji rushed forward to check on the passed out man. He was relieved to see that were no injuries but based on the jars that were lying around, it was likely that Wei Ying merely passed out from the alcohol.

Lan Wangji just shook his head and decided to wake Wei Ying up. As much as he’d like the other man to sleep and rest from wherever he had been, Lan Wangji would like him to change into more comfortable clothes.

As he was about to awake him, a hurt whimper tore itself from Wei Ying’s throat and Lan Wangji watched as distress began to paint its way over Wei Ying’s face. 

“N-No....please, stop......” Wei Ying cried. “Stop, stop, I won’t- you can’t make me......help me.......someone, help......”

Lan Wangji’s eyes widened as resentful energy began to spill out of his beloved. he immediately brought his guqin out and played Rest, hoping to appease the spirits that seemed to be tormenting Wei Ying. The resentful energy dissipated but Wei Ying still seemed to be in pain. Unconsciously, his fingers began playing the song he had wrote for Wei Ying. He was surprised to see that it worked as Wei Ying began calming down and waking up.

“Hmm....huh? Where....?” Wei Ying’s hazy, sleep-laden eyes scanned the room before landing on him. “Ah! Y-You! Lan Zhan, what are you doing here?”

Lan Wangji would laugh if he were the type, his lips quirked up instead in amusement, “This is my home. That should be my question.”

“O-Oh, ah....” Wei Ying looked a little embarrassed. “Well, that’s true. But, oh, Lan Zhan!”

“Mn?”

“Don’t tell anyone I was here, okay? I’ll be out of your hair soon, just please don’t tell anyone you saw me!”

“Why? Jiang-zongzhu is looking for you.”

Wei Ying winced, “Ah. We got into.....a fight. I’d rather not meet him now.”

“Okay.”

Wei Wuxian raised an eyebrow, “Huh? Just like that er-gege? You’re not going to ask questions?”

“No. If you want to tell me, then you may. I will not push. But,”

“But?”

“Stay here with me. Do not leave.”

Wei Wuxian became angry, completely forgetting about his prior plan. Does he really want to lock me up, after all? “Why? So you can lock me up and punish me?”

Lan Wangji panicked. “No! I would not-”

Wei Wuxian was curious about Lan Wangji’s actual intentions and decided to act a little bit, “Lan Wangji, even if you do not, tell me, with how your uncle treated me back then, would you disobey him if were to tell you to turn me over? You were always so obedient. Why would this time be any different? Besides, I remember you told me that you hate me in the Xuanwu’s cave. Why should I believe you?”

Lan Wangji didn’t know what to say. It was true that he did and said all that, but it was different now. Lan Wangji was a different person and- oh. That’s right. Lan Wangji is a different person. But how would Wei Ying know that? Lan Wangji had done nothing but reject his requests for friendship, spurn his touch, and speak harsh words to him. 

Lan Wangji was remorseful thinking back on all of this and bowed, “Wangji apologizes. Wangji was confused about Wei Ying. You were different from everyone and I lashed out because I didn’t know how to react. Wangji apologizes. Wangji does not hate Wei Ying. Wangji will not l-lock Wei Ying up. Wangji wants to protect you.”

Wei Ying walked towards him, “Aiya, get up, Lan Zhan.”

“No.”

Wei Ying sighed, “Alright, alright. I forgive you, okay? Just please get up.”

“Mn.”

Wei Ying looked at him, “So you will not lock me up?”

“Mn.”

“Then why should I stay?”

“I can take care of you.” Lan Wangji blurted out.

“Huh?”

“Wei Ying left in the middle of a fight. You must not have supplies. Stay with me until you want to go back. I....will keep Wei Ying a secret.”

Wei Ying seemed to contemplate this for a while. Lan Wangji’s nerves were skyrocketing but he at least managed to speak, for once, about his feelings instead of letting Wei Ying misunderstand.

That was a win in his book.

“Alright.”

Lan Wangji snapped his head towards Wei Ying.

“I’ll stay with you Lan Zhan. But be warned that I won’t be quiet! I’ll be noisy and loud and bother you all the time!”

“Mn.”

“Just ‘mn’? Come on, Lan Zhan,” Wei Ying whined. “Give me a more drastic reaction.”

“Mn.”

“Lan Zhan!” 

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

It was hard to get used to at first. Wei Wuxian wanted to go out all the time and Lan Wangji had been scared that someone would notice and take Wei Ying away back to the Jiang sect.

And if what he learned about the Jiangs from Wei Ying’s offhanded comments, then the last thing that should happen is Wei Ying returning to that place. Plus, the whip wounds. The whip wounds. It had been an accident that Lan Wangji had seen them. Wei Ying was bathing and Lan Wangji was going to hand the man a towel when he saw the awful crisscrossing scars on his back.

When questioned (gently, of course), Wei Ying told him that it was what Wang Lingjiao had demanded Yu Ziyuan to do to punish Wei Ying.

The fact that Yu Ziyuan had listened and done such a thing to Wei Ying made Lan Wangji feel all sorts of murderous feelings. But now Lan Wangji understood. He had read up on whip wounds due to the injuries their captured allies had gotten while imprisoned by the Wens and realized that Wei Ying likely found it difficult to wield a sword because of those wounds.

Lan Wangji scolded himself. How could he be so blind! Wei Ying loved his sword! Of course he wouldn’t put it down because of demonic cultivation even after the war.

So Lan Wangji went to the healing pavilion after the healers had left and took some herbs that would ease chronic pain that Wei Ying was sure to feel. (He was not stealing. He would go later and fetch some of the herbs from outside so he was only borrowing the herbs.)

When Wei Ying had acquiesced to the treatment and promptly stripped in front of him, Lan Wangji’s brain went off, only dirty thoughts filling his mind. He tried suppressing them and was unable to as Wei Ying asked to put it on him as he couldn’t reach some parts.

“I will be gentle.”

“I’m not weak, Lan Zhan.” Wei Ying mumbled.

“I know. Let me help.”

“Okay....”

Lan Wangji took the mixed healing salve and spread it on Wei Ying’s back, making sure to massage the areas. Wei Ying’s relieved moans did not help in suppressing his horny thoughts so Lan Wangji resorted to reciting the rules in his head.

“Lan Zhan, that feels so good......” Wei Ying sighed.

It was good that Lan Wangji had already taken the last of the salve into his hand because the bowl holding it had shattered in his grip.

“Lan Zhan?! Are you alright?”

“I am fine, Wei Ying.” Lan Wangji said, mortified. “Stay still, I need to put the rest on. Wei Ying settled back down and Lan Wangji put the rest on before cleaning up the shattered remains of the bowl.

Like this, a month had passed and Lan Wangji was extremely blissful. He cooked for Wei Ying, talked with him as he rambled about inventions and put on the medicinal salve every so often. Lan Wangji even convinced Wei Ying to wear his sect’s colors and change his hairstyle so that no one would figure out who he was when Wei Ying wandered around the Cloud Recesses. (Lan Wangji had to stay in the Cold Springs for a shichen to calm himself down after that.)

It was everything he had ever imagined. Of course, Wei Ying returning his feelings would be a bonus, but Lan Wangji was satisfied at least being his friend. He wished for this to never end.

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

It had been a month and Wei Wuxian was surprisingly comfortable. Lan Zhan had been very accommodating, bringing him food - which he found had been cooked by Lan Zhan (he had teased and complimented the other till his ears blushed - another surprising fact) - listening to him ramble about his inventions and helping him out with them, and even indulging him when he asked for things! (Lan Zhan bought him alcohol! And sweets! And research materials!)

He felt really spoiled and indulged and cared for and......and safe. He felt like he was loved.

And honestly, now that Wei Wuxian thought back on what Lan Zhan had told him a month ago and used that to think back on his actions......Wei Wuxian realized something.

Lan Zhan loved him.

It had taken him a while to come to terms with that fact. Because who could love him? Who really loved him?

Was it Jiang Cheng who always picked fault with him now? Was it Shijie who - he reluctantly admitted - only saw the smiling him and never him as a whole? Was it Jiang-shushu who had only ever seen his parents and always turned a blind eye to Yu-furen’s abuse?

Or was it Lan Zhan, stoic, serious Lan Zhan who had been distant to him when they were young, but now indulged his every action?

“Wei Ying? Food’s ready. Come eat.” 

Wei Wuxian looked at Lan Zhan’s warm golden eyes and the delicious food he had prepared and the warm, fuzzy feeling in his chest exploded and he blurted out. “I really like you, Lan Zhan.”

Lan Zhan froze and Wei Wuxian had a moment to think it over before he thought, fuck it, and continued.

“I like you, I love you, it can’t be anyone but you, Lan Zhan! You feed me, you indulge me, you make me feel so safe! Lan Zhan, I’ve wanted to night hunt with you for so long. I.....I....”

Lan Zhan surprised him by hugging him close. “Like me?”

“Yes!”

“Love me?”

“Yes!”

Lan Zhan buried his face in his shoulder. “I like you, Wei Ying. I love you. I can’t....can’t believe you would want me back.”

“Well, why wouldn’t I?” Wei Wuxian blushed. “You’re so handsome, so good! I’ve always wanted you to look at me, Lan Zhan, even if I didn’t understand why.”

“I’ve always looked at you.”

“Hmph, I never saw that.”

“I know. I was too shy.”

“You have to make it up to me!” Wei Wuxian pouted.

Lan Zhan’s eyes flickered down. “I will.” And the kiss he gave Wei Wuxian was sweet and soft, everything he had imagined a kiss to be.

Still, Wei Wuxian wanted more. “That’s not enough! More kisses.”

Lan Wangji huffed and little and gave him a heartstopping smile. “Mn.” 

Wei Wuxian’s could tell that his entire face was red from that small smile and couldn’t help but kiss him multiple times.

Lan Zhan did not stop smiling that entire day.

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Wwx is found by XXC instead of JFM ( handwaves the ages). He grows up as a rogue cultivator ( maybe meets BSSR). He meets JFM who offers him a disciple position and wwx joins just for kicks ( hey, of xxc will start his own sect, someone must know how it actually works)

He takes none of YZYs BS

Wei Wuxian likes to keep his life interesting and by most people's standards, it has been. After all, few people can claim to be born to an immortal cultivator's disciple. Fewer still can claim to be adopted by another such disciple.

Wei Wuxian's life has been full of adventure and that has shaped his personality. When he parts ways with Xiao Xingchen at seventeen, he chases new experiences. He roams the lands as a rogue cultivator, helps people in need, annoys prissy sect disciples, flirts with a particularly enchanting Lan, and has fun.

When he stumbles upon the Jiang Sect heir and companions in trouble, he quickly disposes of the threat. Wei Wuxian then carries the heir and ushering the disciples back to the safety of the Lotus Pier.

That certainly proves to be an experience.

"I looked for you," Jiang Fengmian says as soon as things are settled, "Your parents were my friends."

Not just friends, Wei Wuxian figures that out within the first few days of his stay. His father was the Head Disciple and his mother... well, obviously Jiang Fengmian had been somewhat smitten by her.

When Jiang-zongzhu asks him to join the sect as a disciple, Wei Wuxian feels like he owes it to his father to at least try. It would be a fun experience too.

"I'd like to try it out," He says but he doesn't commit. He fully intends to help his uncle set up his own sect but he figures spending a few months in an actual sect environment would help.

The first time he hears the words 'son of a servant' sneered at him by the Madam's retainers, he brushes it off. He's a free man and an established cultivator in his own right. He doesn't need anyone's validation.

If bloodline meant anything, he wouldn't be able to wipe the floor with Jiang Cheng every time they sparred.

Being a part of a sect also means he gets to see his pretty Lan more often. Though his pretty Lan does seem a tad bit disappointed that he joined another sect.

Maybe he should've given the Lans a chance?

It isn't long before he takes on the role of a teacher instead of a student out of sheer frustration. Either the Jiang disciples are incredibly sheltered or the leader is unforgivably lax. They have great martial prowess but don't know how to apply their skills in practical situations.

Good steel but blunt edges.

Wei Wuxian sharpens the disciples with ruthless efficiency by taking them on Nighthunts regularly. Jiang-zongzhu indulges him, asking his Head Disciple to help Wei Wuxian.

Yu-furen disapproves.

Oh, how much she disapproves.

Wei Wuxian feels the bite of the whip once, when he isn't paying attention and is reprimanding a clumpsy disciple.

Just once and he retaliates.

Zidian is a first-class spiritual weapon but Suibian is more than a match. Madam Yu is an accomplished cultivator, but Wei Wuxian is more than a match.

He catches Zidian with Suibian and twists his blade sharply, trapping the whip. With his Golden Core blazing and his sword ringing with spiritual energy, he keeps the whip locked and stares Yu-furen down.

You see, Wei Wuxian is a rogue cultivator. He is a blade forged and sharpened in the wilderness. He has never spent a day sheltered by a rich sect or loving parents. While his uncle loves him, he also doesn't coddle him.

Hunting yao, banishing ghosts, walking for several li every day, practicing inedia regularly, meditating for several hours in harsh conditions almost every day... all of these trials have honed his cultivation.

No sheltered, sect-raised disciple can really match him.

When Madam Yu tries to pull Zidian back, he doesn't budge.

"Wei Wuxian!"

"Yu-furen," He nods cordially, "I see you're upset." His tone becomes smooth and formal, "And I can certainly help with whatever upsets you. But you need to speak, I can't guess."

"How dare you take disciples out on Nighthunts, take Jiang Cheng out on dangerous excursions, without my permission."

Wei Wuxian tilts his head to the side, shifting Suibian subtly to adjust for her tugging. "I was under the impression that Jiang-zongzhu was the leader of this sect. I have his permission."

"I am his mother!" She snarls, "And I don't trust Fengmian's bastard-"

Wei Wuxian twists his blade and Zidian sputters, its bright purple lightning faltering for a bit.

Madam Yu falters with it, watching her prized weapon with wide eyes.

"I am the son of Wei Changze and Cangse Sanren." He says in a cheerful tone that betrays none of his ire. Suibian's glowing red wrath does it for him, "And I belong to no one else."

"a-Xian," He glances at Jiang-zongzhu and releases the damaged whip with an elegant roll of his wrist.

Later, in a private meeting, Jiang-zongzhu gently asks him not to undermine Yu-furen's authority in such a public setting.

He also accepts his punishment for damaging such a priceless tool.

But Wei Wuxian is no servant and he doesn't let them fit him into that mold. He stays for six months, dodges all attempts to suppress him, doesn't accept any punishment that isn't his due, and leaves.

The next time anyone from the Jiang Sect sees Wei Wuxian, he is dressed in neat dark blue robes with a sash that indicates his status as a Head Disciple of Xiao Xingchen's new sect. He is shamelessly flirting with the Second Jade of Lan but carries himself with so much confidence and power that no one dares to reprimand him for it.

He never was and never will be suppressed.