#cw Wen Chao

[wisedawn13]

#xiantober Day 14: Bartenderxian

CW // Alcohol, Attempted Drugging, Violence, Wen Chao, Cops

Friday nights are always swamped. The bar Wei Ying works at is in the middle of a busy area and attracts a lot of attention.

He has to say, he loves working there. He gets to meet and chat with people from all walks of life. It also keeps him distracted.

That isn't to say it's an easy job. It's not. It takes a lot of effort and energy and he has to stay vigilant, especially when it's crowded.

Tonight is one such night.

The unfortunate reality is that he can't keep track of everything and everyone. The other staff help that, but tonight just happens to be an understaffed night. He's a little on edge and not willing to put up with any shit.

He's had three different guys kicked out tonight already and it's not even 8 pm.

Wei Ying had noticed the young lady who came in alone (having lightly flirted with her as she ordered from him), so he tried to keep an eye on her as much as possible, but he was simply overwhelmed.

So, you can say he was kicking himself a lot when she came up to the bar and ordered an angel shot with ice.

He froze, eyes trailing where she came from to see a man staring directly at her.

"Sure thing," he said to her with forced cheer as he pulled.

Just as he finished ordering a ride for her there was a commotion that drew his attention. The man he clocked earlier was standing really close to another man, squaring off.

He swears under his breath and tells Wen Ning to man the bar while he goes over there.

As he gets closer he overhears what they are talking about.

"Back the fuck off, dude! It's none of your business!" the creepy dude exclaims.

The other man (stunningly gorgeous now that Wei Ying is getting a better look at him) doesn't budge. "I saw what you did."

"Oh? And what's that?" the creep sneers.

"You put something in her drink when she got up," the beautiful man says darkly and Wei Ying sucks in a breath. Fuck. He signals back to Wei Ying to call the cops.

The creep laughs. "So what? I saw her first. Why? You want in?"

Wei Ying's skin crawls. What an absolutely disgusting person.

He sees the beautiful man's face morph into a disgusted look before he replies, "No, and I am not letting you do anything to her either."

The creep snarls and Wei Ying doesn't get there in time to stop the punch.

Thankfully, he's apparently not needed because the beautiful man mostly dodges and swiftly punches the creep, knocking him out immediately.

The bar is absolutely silent.

"Holy shit," Wei Ying breathes. "You okay?"

The beautiful man looks at him and nods. "Yes, I apologize."

Wei Ying laughs and waves him off. "No need, that was amazing. I would have done that myself if I got here sooner, so thanks. Sorry you had to deal with that, though. You shouldn't have to."

The man shrugs. "I saw it and chose to act, that is all."

It's a bit of a blur after that. The cops arrive to take statements, get the footage of the incident, and take the creep (Wen Chao, a cousin of Wen Ning, who is now permanently banned) away.

The woman's name is Luo Qingyang and she profusely thanks them before leaving.

Wei Ying later finds out that the beautiful man's name is Lan Zhan. He doesn't drink alcohol (Wei Ying had offered him a glass of their finest wine for his trouble) and was here to accompany his brother and his brother's friends.

"Brother claims I do not get out enough."

Wei Ying laughs at that.

Lan Zhan ends up staying even as his brother and co leave. Wei Ying talks animatedly with him every chance he gets.

It's nice.

By the time the bar closes, Wei Ying has asked for Lan Zhan's number so they can keep in contact.

Lan Zhan obliges easily.

After that, he visits the bar often on nights he knows Wei Ying has a shift. They text and call every day and hang out when they are free.

They both become friends with Luo Qingyang as well and she often joins Lan Zhan at the bar so she isn't alone.

Eventually, Wei Ying asks Lan Zhan out on a date and it's the best night of his life.

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Link to thread

[wifiwuxians]

xuechao day but make it 9 days late. i've been wanting to draw this one for a while now, sorry that it ended up so big. it's quite silly but what if we got separated and it was raining

previous instalments of this AU: ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★

[oliverplague]

Very old art 2021

[ninereadytoanswer]

Humiliation - Watched by Mocking Enemy

[askbox game!]

(answering out of order; this was number 3)

This one has a lot of Untamed potential!

First formed up idea: before Wen Chao throws Wei Wuxian in the Burial Mounds, he has his men gang rape him. He doesn’t touch him himself - he won’t lower himself or dirty himself with the son of a servant. (Maybe he says, he didn’t quite get a chance at the actual Jiang heir this last time. But, next time…) But he definitely watches and has quite a bit to say.

[amorremanet]

well, speaking as a lesbian who hasn’t actually finished watching cql, no. you’re wrong. lu enjie being beautiful has nothing to do with my meowmeowification of jiaojiao

it’s like 15% thinking she’s an underutilized character who gets unfairly reduced to the closest convenient tropes bc mxtx handed her some interesting traits but didn’t actually care about her that much outside of how she helps to advance the plot, 15% how she fits into the larger narrative picture of how mdzs discusses and wrestles with issues of classism and how We Live In A Society has fundamentally different meanings and ramifications for any given character based on the circumstances of their birth, 5% finding her stupid malapropisms ridiculously charming, 5% wishing she would’ve bit wen chao’s dick off without being influenced by wwx’s bullshit because i think jiaojiao deserves to do violence to wen chao i think it would be very sexy of her, and 60% wanting donghua jiaojiao to smother me with her bountiful titties

anyway thank u for asking, person in the tags of a post i didn’t write or agree with! i adore my poor little jiaojiao, she has done everything wrong ever in her life and i love that for her 🥰🥰🥰

[kurokawaia]

❛ You're Mine ❜ - Master list

Yandere!Lan Wangji X Fem!Wen!Reader

REQUESTED? YES (filled request)

TW/CW; X Fem! Reader, she/her pronouns, obsessive behaviour, dubcon! noncon! frequent sex, breeding, size kink, slightly forced marriage, doggy, missionary, prone bone, jealousy, yandere behaviour, kidnapping, bondage, oral, creampie + more ╰┈➤ This anon has asked for this to be a reader insert only asking that the reader having long hair which goes past the waist (as its chinese tradition) and that she is smaller that Lan Wangji, everything else is up to you!

STORY INFORMATION; Follows the plot of MDZS briefly, contains brief events on the Xuanwu of slaughter and the sunshot campaign. This a a Yandere x reader, so if its not your cup of tea, SCROLL. All characters are 18 +

SYNOPSIS; Lan Wangji is obsessed with the reader after she helped him in the cloud recess and now, he doesn't want to let you go.

─── CHAPTER LIST - 6/6 ╰┈➤ total word count 16,000

╭ Chapter 1 - 4.1k+ words ╰┈➤ Back story on how LWJ and you met, the Wens burned down the Cloud Recesses and this is when you started to help the Gusu Lan Sect in the aftermath, just like your brother and sister (Wen Qing adn Wen Ning). But as you helped out, you were in a lot of secret meetings with LWJ. But this caused LWJ to fall more desperately obsessed with you than he already was. During the Xuanwu of slaughter, you get captured from the Lan's and Jiangs by your own clan members Wen Xu and Wen Chao because you were helping the 'enemy'.

| Chapter 2 - 2.8k+ words ╰┈➤ You get saved by Jiang Cheng and Lan Wangji (individually). But Lan Wangji's obsession turns into love and to repay Jiang Cheng's kindness, you work as a spy for him to help during the massacre of the Lotus Pier event. Which causes Jiang Cheng to fall in love with you. The sunshot campaign was up and running, but it wasn't something you, a healer should be fighting for causing you to get injured. Lan Wangji saves you and brings you to Gusu to hide and recuperate, taking care of you.

| Chapter 3 - 2.3k+ words ╰┈➤ Jiang Cheng searches for you as you left the Jiangs so suddenly, so, Wangji gets the wrong idea, thinking you are lovers. This moment creates just the beginning of his yandere tendencies and his demeanour changes. An argument arises and he kisses you which then leaves you wondering why Lan Wangji is doing this, the HanGuang-Jun is kissing you with such anger. Then, this leads to non-consensual sex but Wangji makes sure to take care of you in the kindest way possible, calming you dow and after it leads to Dubconsensual sex now that you have realised your feelings for him

| Chapter 4 - 1.9k words ╰┈➤ The war has now passed and Lan Wangji is taking care of you and helping you search for your siblings. When you two found them, you requested to stay with them in Yiling, to leave Wangji. But this caused Lan Wangji's already yandere personality to rise to another level. He wants to bring her back to Gusu and marry her, but she doesn't want to, she wants to stay with Jiang Cheng, her siblings and doesn't want to follow the 3000 rules.

| Chapter 5 - 3.9k words ╰┈➤ This results in Wangji kidnapping her and hiding her secretly, visiting her to only have sex. He loves her of course, but he spends time with her, not only to have sex, but to be near her. This is the softest Lan Wangji will ever be towards you. You tried to run away from him, only because you felt suffocated hiding, Jiang Cheng tried to help but failed. The second attempt you made by yourself and that soft love you were getting changed, it was only rough, dominating sex. But he accidentally confesses and you did to, which changed the mood, it wasn't rough, but just intense.

| Chapter 6 - 900+ words ╰┈➤ Wangji is satisfied, now knowing that you aren't lovers with Jiang Cheng, that you're just a good friend. So now he has you all to himself, your his and no one else's. Then you two get married, it's just the two of you, his pretty wife. You two celebrate during the lantern festival together and send of a lantern, knowing that it's just the two of you forever.

[wangxianficfinder]

I'm in the mood for...

Aug 13th

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1. Any wangxian fanfics with straight wei wuxian having a sexuality crisis over lan wangji?

ao3 has been erroring out for me when I try to get to my bookmarks , maybe because I have so many? but for #1 , there is a tag "straight boy wei ying" /"Wei wuxian in denial about sexuality" that will give great fics. when I can get to my bookmarks I'll add my faves

show me how you do that trick by ilip13 (E, 70k, WangXian, Modern Setting Porn with Feelings, The Porn Is the Plot, Friends With Benefits, Friends to Lovers, straight boy wwx, with an aspec twist, Sexuality Crisis, Voyeurism, Blow Jobs, Hand Jobs, Masturbation, Anal Sex, Switching, Top/Bottom Versatile | Switch WangXian, Slow Burn, Except for the sex that part is on fire soooo fast, sexuality realization, Feelings Realization, Happy Ending)

The Cause Of This Fair Gift In Me Is Wanting by Alliandra (E, 47k, WangXian, LQY/QS, Modern AU, High School, College/University, Time Skips, Slow Burn, Pining, LWJ POV, LWJ Fucks, WWX dates, "Straight Boy" WWX, Homophobia, Non-Graphic Violence, Implied/Referenced Domestic Violence, Implied/Reference, d Suicide, Attempted Rape/Non-Con, Overstimulation, Light Bondage, Blow Jobs, Masturbation, Getting Together, Ableist Language, WWX Has ADHD, Autistic LWJ, Queer Themes)

I search myself (I want you to find me) by ilip13 (E, 22k, WangXian, Modern AU, Fluff and Smut, The Porn Is the Plot, Compulsory Heterosexuality, Self-Discovery, Adolescent Sexuality, Slight Gender Feels, Masturbation, Fantasizing, Voyeurism, (sort of), Exhibitionism, (also sort of), Lingerie, Explicit Het Content)

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2. Hi! Do you have any fic recs for fic where wwx come back as someone else other than mxy? I remember seeing one where he ends up as Qin Su @fysmiin

You still sound like a song by Moominmammashandbag (M, 64k, WIP, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Ghost!WWX, Mystery, LWJ plays inquiry, AU from after the Wens came to Lotus Pier, Most people lived, not everybody died, Angst with a Happy Ending, river spirit!WWX, Angst and Feels, description of murder, imminent smut, Execution, Dogs, Poisons, Discussion of Attempted Murder, BAMF WWX, Family Feels)

To Deserve So Much More by renysen (T, 19k, wangxian, getting together, one big happy family, no angst, getting engaged, family feels, female bodied WWX) ofc summons wwx to defend her family's besieged manor.

🔒Femme Fatale by coffeepie (E, 76k, WIP, WWX/WC, WWX/WRH, WWX/WZL, WWX/JGS, Porn, Smut, Possession, Crack Treated Seriously, Humor, Time Travel, Time Travel Fix-It, Penis In Vagina Sex, Anal Sex, Masturbation, Aphrodisiacs, Rough Sex, Minor WangXian, Canon Divergence, Oral Sex, Pre-Sunshot Campaign, Strangulation, Object Insertion, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Blood and Injury, Somnophilia, Belly Bulge) WIP. wwx wakes up in wlj's body before the sunshot campaign. cw lots of sex with wc.

the problem with authority by isabilightwood (M, 139k, wangxian, qingli, Canon Divergence, Sacrifice Summon, slightly dark!JYL, wq lives because i said so, Angst with a Happy Ending, Chronic Pain, Mild Sexual Content, Top/Bottom Versatile | Switch WangXian, manipulative relationship (background xiyao)) qs summoning jyl-centric but includes someone else summoning wwx as well

patching the road with vague intentions by loosingletters (T, 39k, WIP, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Humor, Developing Friendships, WWX Resurrected By Others, Trans WWX, Case Fic, POV WWX, POV LQR, Family, Good Uncle LQR, Hurt/Comfort, Golden Core Reveal, Slow Burn, Canon-Typical Violence, MXY Lives) WIP. ofc lwj was arranged to marry after wwx's death summons wwx. lwj hasn't appeared yet.

The Housewife's Guide to Causing Chaos by dvasva (M, 127k, WIP, WangXian, Canon-Typical Violence, Functionally Trans Character, Mild Sexual Content, Domestic Fluff, Love Confessions, Transphobia, Good Parents LWJ and WWX, Pining, WWX is a Tease, Grief/Mourning, Body Dysphoria, Fake Marriage, Canonical Character Death, Misunderstandings, Doting LWJ, Canon Divergence, Arranged Marriage, WWX is not in MXY's body, Misgendering, Mild Angst, Assumptions, Comedic Elements, non-sexual nudity, Blood, Discussion of Various Bodily Functions, Cloud Recesses Shenanigans, 4 years of mourning instead of 13, Méishān Yú Sect, POV Multiple, Corporal Punishment, Trans WWX, Emotional/Psychological Abuse, pregnancy mention, Timeline What Timeline, Sexual Harassment Threats) WIP. ofc lwj was arranged to marry after wwx's death summons wwx. wangxian starts early.

Friends, Sabers, and Other Essentials for Solving a Conspiracy by MeridianGrimm (T, 50k, NHS & WWX, LWJ & NHS, WangXian, Humor, Friendship, Love, Mystery, Canon Divergence, Smart NHS, WWX doesn't stay dead, LWJ gets a new friend, Happy Ending, Fix-It, To be clear the WangXian is mostly background, This fic is about friendship) NHS does a modified summoning

Karma's a Bitch (It's Me, I'm The Bitch) by loosingletters (T, 8k, SS & OC, WWX & OC, Minor Character Death, Canon Divergence, Suicidal Thoughts, Resurrection, Moling Su Sect, Cultivation Sect Politics, Body Dysphoria, WWX is NOT in MXY's Body, Unreliable Narrator, Assassination) Su sect oc summons wwx.

❤️ Beauty and the Boot by PTchan (T, 44k, wangxian, summoned by f!oc, Canon Divergence, Romantic Comedy, Genderbending, Denial, Fem!WWX, WangXian kids, Crack-ish, WIP) seemingly-abandoned WIP. OFC summons wwx.

So You Want to Start a War by JaenysBloodcourt (T, 41k, WIP, MY/QS, MY/WWX, WangXian, Reincarnation, Half-Sibling Incest Mention!, QS does the ritual instead of MXY, WWX as a woman, MY Is His Own Warning, Canon Divergence, Impersonation, Additional Warnings In Author's Note, Please check the notes before reading a chapter, Timeline What Timeline, WWX Has PTSD) WIP. qs summons wwx.

sweet hay and the flowers rising by Shializaro (T, 4k, WangXian, Implied/Referenced Character Death, Mentions of Violence, Alcohol, Humor) qs summons wwx.

Crowded by nirejseki (G, 1k, NHS & WWX, wangxian, LWJ/NHS/WWX, canon divergence, different body offering ritual, atypical relationship dynamics, sentient sabers) NHS does a modified summoning (short fic)

❤️ The Book’s Cover by Eudoxia (E, 50k, wangxian, canon divergence, WWX not in MXY’s body, canon retelling, humor, demisexual LWJ, genderqueer WWX, smut) OFC summons WWX. this is probably my favorite one of all these.

Everyanything by deliciousblizzardshark, lingeringdust (E, 46k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Franken-canon, Gender Identity, Gender Dysphoria, Trans WWX, Protective LWJ, Accidental Baby Acquisition, Canon-Typical Misogyny, Fluff and Angst, Vaginal Sex, Canon-Typical Major Character Death) Qin Su summons WWX.

Chapter 1-23 of The Tales of Despereaux by stiltonbasket (T, 36k, WIP, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Additional Warnings In Author's Note, (when applicable)) Chapters 1-23 are "What if Qin Su summoned Wei Wuxian?" A prologue is linked in the author's note.

Wei Wuxian keeps / gets his OG body / Resurrected by someone other than MXY Comp

Five People Who Never Summoned Wei Wuxian by EHyde (G, 3k, wangxian, Canon Divergence, 5+1 Things, Angst, [Podfic] Five People Who Never Summoned Wei Wuxian by sisi_rambles)

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3. Hey! I have only once asked for a fic before but this is for a Itmf , can you recommend any dark lwj fic? Not just after wwx’s death but lwj protecting wwx or joining him in demonic cultivation, even better if wwx runs yiling wei sect^-^

A Matter of Time series by mrcformoso (E, 84k, wangxian, time travel fix-it, graphic depictions of violence, underage, LWJ pov, JC pov, dark LWJ, manipulation, grooming, teen body adult mind for LWJ, happy ending for wangxian, problematic consensual underage sex, blood & violence, insane LWJ, manic LWJ)

🔒 Flawed and Free by Vrishchika (E, 18k, wangxian, major character death, time travel fix-it, dark LWJ, dark LXC, dark gusu lan, temporary character death, not JC friendly, angst, hurt/comfort, WIP)

🔒 At heart by apathyinreverie (M, 36k, WangXian, WIP, Dark LWJ(Ish), Amnesia, WWX gets to be Not Okay after the BM, Hurt WWX, Recovery, Caring, Protective LWJ, Possessive LWJ, some definite manipulation, but not everything is as it seems, not nearly as dark as the tags make it sound, Canon Divergence, Golden Core Revea, Golden Core Transfer Fix-It, kind of, Domestic WangXian, Fluff, WWX Goes to Gusu, Possessive WWX, WWX happily atticwifing away, Sunshot Campaign, BAMF WWX, BAMF LWJ)

Until The World Embraces Me Home by azri (T, 5k, WIP, WangXian, Canon Divergence, YLLZ LWJ, LWJ Has No Golden Core, Role Reversal, Not LXC Friendly, Not JC Friendly, Not cultivation world friendly overall tbh, Sunshot Campaign, Friends to Lovers, Temporary Character Death, WangXian Get a Happy Ending)

Corrupted Core by The_Gourmet_Gamer (M, 16k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Hurt/Comfort, Golden Core Reveal, Grief/Mourning, Blood and Injury, Character Death, Sad with a Happy Ending, Canon-Typical Violence, Post-First Siege of the Burial Mounds)

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4. Hello 👋

I'm in the mood for Twitter wangxian fic threads,i don't mind it if it's modern or not, but I don't like bottomji or switch wangxian

You might enjoy our Twitter comp

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5. Hello! Thanks for your work. Are there any Wangxian fics set at the Olympics? @chalionkat (previous ask moved to FF - mod C)

Our Sports AU Compilation has a Olympics au section you can check out 😊

and so my heart beats wildly by lily_winterwood (E, 106k, WangXian, JYL/JZX, Modern Cultivation, Rivalry, Competition, Competition-Set Fic, Athletes, Multimedia, Miscommunication, frenemies to lovers, Rivals to Lovers, Slow Burn, Mutual Pining, Seemingly One-sided But Actually Mutual Pining, Oblivious WWX, Competitive Cultivation, Anal Sex, First Time, Angst with a Happy Ending, Olympics, Inappropriate use of an Olympic gold medal, Breathplay, Rough Sex, Food Porn, Tanabata, Lily’s back on her Qixi bullshit, Switching, Bottom LWJ) this has cultivation Olympics

🔒 Dance Me to the End by venagrey (E, 35k, WangXian, Modern, Skating, 2021-2022 Figure Skating Season, No Pandemic, teammates to friends to lovers, Eventual Smut, mixed signals: on ice, Oblivious WWX, Bisexual WWX, mortifying ordeal of being known, slightly nonlinear timeline, Unreliable Narrator, gratuitous descriptions of skating, first time nudes, Accidental Phone Sex, WWX is Very Flexible, YOI homage, not actually a crossover, IRL skating homage, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, a little gnc for added zest, inappropriate use of medals, Rimming, Winter Olympics)

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6. Hi! This is for ITMF where WWX is a king maker/advisor/spy master or something like Foot on the brakes, screaming there's a red light by Lookingkindofdumb or Copying Scriptures by chiyukimei

Thank you! @idontknowwhattowriteforusername

🔒 Half Agony, Half Hope by queenklu (T, 105k, WangXian, LXC/JGY, JC/WQ, JYL/JZX, LXC/NMJ, Jane Austen Fusion, persuasion au, Pining, Broken Engagement, Secrets, Espionage, Child Injury, Terrible Parents (YZY & JFM), Past Child Neglect) maybe? Wei Ying was a spy during the war.

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7. Hello!!. i need need need to know if theres any more fics like A Street Kid Named Wuxian where wwx isnt adopted by any sect and just grows up on the strrets/ poor or an orphan @yesibest

A Thousand Things by tickertape (M, 108k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, WWX Isn’t Adopted by the Jiāngs, Developing Friendships, lots of OCs, miscommunication and misunderstandings (they’re idiots your honor), Nightmares, Hurt/Comfort, Panic Attacks, Cloud Recesses Shenanigans, Slow Burn) fits but Wei Ying lived in Yiling until he's around 17 and then gets invited to train with the Lans for a year. It doesn't go into a lot detail about his life on the streets but he is poor throughout his childhood and into his teens.

Ad Oblivione by Baph, HikariNoHimeWriter (M, 70k, WangXian, Time Travel Fix-It, Temporary Character Death, Canon-Typical Violence, POV Multiple, Hurt/Comfort, Grief/Mourning, Identity Reveal, Golden Core Reveal, Cultivation World Critical, Not JC Friendly, Abusive YZY, Angst with a Happy Ending) link in #14 Not sure if this fits as while WWX does grow up on the streets without being adopted into a sect, it's down to time travel, with his soul being sent back to his child body, so he has knowledge of the future & cultivation, so he gets to cheat a little & be more than a normal street kid

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8. Hello, I was wondering if you and the lovely community could help me find selkie-style creature fics? In myth, a selkie is a seal creature who can shed its fur and walk on land as a human. Whoever holds the fur has control over the selkie because they cannot transform back without it. So I am looking for similar themes in WangXian fics! I just read Burn It All Down by nekojita which suggested this would happen with Jiang Cheng holding one of Wei Wuxian’s dragon scales, but the wip hasn’t been updated to finish that portion of the story! So I come to you, looking for more “I control you as long as I hold this part of you captive” stories. Thank you for any recs you can suggest! <3

never love an anchor by tardigradeschool (T, 31k, WangXian, Selkies, No Powers, Historical, Hurt/Comfort, Depression, Pining, Angst, Happy Ending, The Inherent Eroticism of the Sea, PTSD, Presumed Dead, Drowning)

💙 this river runs to you by sundiscus (T, 53k, WangXian, Modern with Magic, Mutual Pining, Dragons, Literal Sleeping Together, Tender wound tending) this might work? It has Dragon!LWJ whose dragon is missing. While no one actually uses it to control him in the story, the possibility that someone could is a major driver of the plot.

Lanterns To Guide You Home by cuttlefeeeeeeeeesh (T, 7k, WangXian, Mutual Pining, Mythology, Selkie AU, Fisherman LWJ, Selkie WWX, Sorta Established Relationship, Fluff, Soft (tm)) might like Lanterns to Guide You Home? It's a bit of a twist on the selkie trope, being less about captivity and more about wangxian reuniting/mutually pining years after being married, but I think it would still appeal to a reader who likes selkie stories. And it's a lovely fic!

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9. Hi! For the ITMF, I was wondering if there are any fics where WWX knows a bit more about MXY when he wakes up in his body? By viewing MXYs memories maybe, or something like that? Just, I want him to be able to act like MXY better and understand his situation better. Is there anything like that? Thanks in advance! @hikato-chan

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10. Hi! This is for ITMF. Is there a fic where WWX tells JYL (or someone else really) that he trust LWJ but not his clan/sect? Thank you! @idontknowwhattowriteforusername

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11. ITMF a fic that takes place during the Cloud Recesses study arc, in the scene where WWX gets LWJ drunk. Something goes different: a kiss? A love confession? A fist fight? @luliaka

Cartwheels In Cloud Recesses Series by ShanaStoryteller (Not Rated, 23k, WangXian, CSSR/WCZ, CSSR and WCZ Live, Cloud Recesses Study Arc, Cloud Recesses Shenanigans)

You Are My Euphoria by orphan_account (M, 17k, wangxian, canon divergence, fluff, making out, 5+1, pining)

it’s just (aah) a little crush (crush!) by sweetlolixo (T, 9k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Romance, Fluff, Pining LWJ, Humor, Courting Rituals, Teen Wangxian)

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12. itmf some concubine wwx, following canon as mich as possible? something along the lines of the concubine mo series by enigmatree

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13. Itmf:

A) some wwx realizing that he's been abused as a child (for example: Madame Yu) and having to accept that actually the adults in his life kind of suck (no Jiang Yanli bashing pls ♡)

B) wwx being raped and his recovery

Thank you 💕

13A)

🔒💙 Holding shreds by barisan (T, 5k, WangXian, Cloud Recesses Study Arc, No Sunshot Campaign, Body Swap, Not for sexy shenanigans, Chronic Pain, Hurt WWX, Hurt LWJ, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Abusive YZY, Bad Parent YZY, Bad Parent JFM, Good Uncle LQR, Hurt/Comfort, Medical Inaccuracies, POV WWX, Angst with a Happy Ending, Jiāng Family Bashing, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Getting Together, Smart WWX)

🔒 in the shadow of moonlit flowers by Reverie (cl410) (T, 56k, wangxian, LXC/NMJ, Cloud Recesses, LWJ & NHS Friendship, Developing Relationship, POV LWJ, Minor Injuries, Autistic LWJ, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, aka the Madam Yu warning, Genius WWX, Light Angst And Hurt/Comfort, WWX Protection Squad, Gusu Lan Sect, Slow Burn, Protective LWJ, LWJ-centric)

🔒 Warming up (to him) by barisan (T, 9k, LQR & WWX, WangXian, Hypothermia, Cloud Recesses Study Arc, Temporary Character Death, Medical Inaccuracies, YZY Abuses WWX, JFM Bashing, pre-wangxian, Good Uncle LQR, Angst with a Happy Ending, Hurt/Comfort)

so i cut the shackles and changed my name by MichelleFeather (T, 9k, WangXian, LQR & LWJ, LQR & CSSR, LQR & WWX, CSSR/WCZ, WWX & The Lan Clan, WIP, WWX Leaves the Yunmeng Jiang Sect, WWX is a Lan, Good Uncle LQR, Supportive LQR, Protective LQR, Non-Graphic Rape/Non-Con, JFM & YZY Bashing, Jiang Family Bashing, Abusive Jiang Family, Running Away, WangXian Get a Happy Ending, Hurt WWX, Genius WWX, No Sunshot Campaign, Gusu Lan Sect Rules, Cloud Recesses Study Arc, Cultivation Sect Politics, Additional Warnings In Author's Note, Canon Divergence, Protective Gusu Lan Sect, WRH isn't a power hungry tyrant, mostly)

Just go forward like you mean it by tawaen (M, 101k, WangXian, WWX & WN &WQ, WWX & JYL, NHS & WWX, Canon Divergence, WWx does not attend the Wen indoctrination, WWX saves Lotus Pier, Inventor WWX, No Golden Core Transfer, Sect Leader JYL, JC Has No Golden Core, Bad Parents JFM & YZY, Not JC Friendly, but he gets a happier ending than canon so don't look here for bashing) WWX gets frustrated with how unconcerned JFM is regarding the Wens & ends up leaving. Features sect leader JYL

Dispersing Clouds by dreamingofcake (E, 283k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Genius WWX, Inventor WWX, Not Jiang Family Friendly, Abusive YZY, Canonical Child Abuse, Hurt/Comfort, Slow Burn, Eventual Sex, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm (Background Character), Background Character Deaths, child deaths, Canon JC, Good Uncle LQR, Accidental Baby Acquisition, Cultivation Sect Politics, Homophobia, Heteronormativity, Feelings Realization, WWX is Not Oblivious) WWX realises he's been poorly treated by the Jiangs & defects. However it could be seen as JYL bashing depending on how you define bashing. She does ignore her family's treatment of WWX & later tries to stop his wedding to LWJ, but she's portrayed as meaning well & just wanting to avoid conflict, & believing she is saving him from a forced marriage. Up to you whether that counts as bashing

13B)

🧡 Heaven Has No Rage by flipfloppandas (M, 51k, WWX & YZY, JFM/YZY,  implied wangxian, WWX/WC, WWX/others, rape/non-con, modern, hurt/comfort, protective YZY, good parent YZY, hospitals, medical procedures, vomiting, trauma) focuses more on the immediate aftermath Wei Ying being raped but does touch on the beginnings of his recovery.

feast and famine by luckymarrow (E, 49k, wangxian, rape/non-con, aftermath of gang rape, modern au, trauma, PTSD, medical procedures, rape recovery, non-consensual drug use, hurt/comfort, angst w/ happy ending, mind all the tags) Rape/recovery and the ripples across the friend group. JYL is the glue that holds everyone together. It's a gut-wrenching, amazeballs fic.

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14. Hii, I'm itmf some good coming of age fanfics!

🔒 Flowers Blooming by Ilona22 (M, 35k, WangXian, Adoption, Prostitution, Family Fluff, Family Drama, Growing Up)

A Life Without Regrets by naqaashi (M, 128k, WIP, WangXian, Time Travel Fix-It, Angst with a Happy Ending, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Crack Treated Seriously, musical cultivation, Slow Burn, Mutual Pining, Rogue Cultivator WWX, Murder Husbands, Happy Ending, PTSD, BAMF WWX, Cultivation Sect Politics, Worldbuilding, Módào Zǔshī & The Untamed Combination, No Yīn Iron, Genius WWX, Inventor WWX, Artist WWX, Musician WWX, Bad Parent JFM, Bad Parent YZY, Cultivation Theory, Sentient Burial Mounds, Dysfunctional Family, Grief/Mourning, Parent-Child Relationship, Angry WWX, Angst, No Golden Core Transfer, BAMF LWJ, Idiots in Love)

Ad Oblivione by Baph, HikariNoHimeWriter (M, 70k, WangXian, Time Travel Fix-It, Temporary Character Death, Canon-Typical Violence, POV Multiple, Hurt/Comfort, Grief/Mourning, Identity Reveal, Golden Core Reveal, Cultivation World Critical, Not JC Friendly, Abusive YZY, Angst with a Happy Ending)

🔒 Life is Like a Stranger by through_shadows_falling (T, 69k, wangxian, Kid Fic, Child LWJ, Child WWX, First Meetings, Canon Divergence, Cute Kids, Orphan WWX, Autism Spectrum, Fix-It, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Alternate Canon, POV LWJ, Growing Up Together, WWX raised at Cloud Recesses, Fluff and Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Puberty, Growing Up, Coming Out, teenage angst, Wet Dream, Pining, This fic gets a little raunchier as the kids become teens, But it won’t get too explicit, Slow Burn, Friends to Lovers, Spanish Translation, Brief mentions/moments of WWX kissing others in chapter 22 but only on the cheek, also characters kiss WWX on the cheek in chapter 23, but his real first kiss is with LWJ, Перевод на русский | Translation in Russian)

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15. Hey!!

So i was wondering if there are any fics where wangxian have a cute little couple’s argument..they make up in the end obv, i don’t really prefer heavy angst. Just a normal couple’s argument. @honestlyewww

tipping point by cherrywhiskey (M, 13k, WangXian, Established Relationship, Angst with a Happy Ending, Hurt/Comfort, Married Couple, Married Life, Bickering, Idiots in Love, Fluff and Angst, Humor, Fights, Arguing, Making Up, Angry Kissing, Making Out, Modern AU, POV Alternating, Fighting)

you became my husband when i first laid my eyes on you by bunnylan (weiyingpretty) (G, 2k, WangXian, Modern AU, Modern Era, Fluff, Boyfriends, Cute, Tik Tok Challenge, Husbands, Established Relationship)

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16. IMTF wangxian or any one of the two as (a) lawyers (b) teachers trying to hide their relationship from students (c) scientists (biologist, physicist, etc.) any kind

Thank you <3

16A)

🔒 a thousand fragile and unprovable things by theLoyalRoyalGuard (G, 5k, WangXian, Modern AU, Trans Male Character, Trans MXY, MXY Deserves Happiness, Best Dads Wangxian, Handwaving The Legal System With The Power of LWJ, A little bit of angst, mostly soft, Happy Ending, Gender Happiness, Let LWJ Wear Skirts Agenda, Additional Warnings In Author’s Note) Lan Wangji is a lawyer

Close to the Truth by Winglesss (M, 14k, WangXian, Modern AU, Christmas Fluff, Christmas Party, Ugly Holiday Sweaters, Romantic Comedy, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Fluff and Angst, Homophobia, Tooth-Rotting Fluff) Lan Wangji is a lawyer

Scapegoat by Anonymous (E, 216k, WIP, WangXian, Modern AU, Trials, Lawyer LWJ, Defendant WWX, Courtroom Drama, False Accusations, Criminal Investigation, Threats of Violence, Hurt WWX, Protective LWJ, Childhood Trauma, Murder Mystery, Pining, Soft WangXian, Slow Burn, Domestic Bliss, Happy Ending, Found Family, Bad Parent YZY, neutral jc, Good Sibling JYL, neutral lxc, Bad Uncle LQR, Implied/Referenced Homophobia, POV Alternating, Top LWJ/Bottom WWX, Pining while fucking, Belly Bulge, Gentle Sex, Angst and Fluff and Smut, Neck Kissing, Eventual Smut, porn in chapter 15, Praise Kink, Homophobia, chapter specific TWs will be in top notes, Power Play, Power Imbalance, Wet Dream)

16C)

🔒 at first sight of the sun by sunflowersfield (T, 3k, WangXian, Modern, Coworkers, Fluff, Neurodiversity, Falling In Love, Getting Together, Happy Ending, First Dates, First Kiss, Hurt/Comfort) Lan Wangji is a researcher at a forest preserve in at first sight of the sun

A Cyborg’s Three Laws by @joshua-beeking, FairyGardenCorgis (M, 194k, WangXian, Future, Cyborgs, Science Fiction, Science Boyfriends, Romance, Slow Burn, Medical Procedures, Surgery, Angst, Fluff, Humor, Eventual Smut, Hurt/Comfort, LWJ has RA, Idiot Friends to Idiot Lovers, Medical Assault, Dehumanization, obscene amounts of cuddling, Versatile wangxian)

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17. Hi! I meant to ask this, but I think I haven't yet (it would already be posted otherwise). For the ITMF, are there any fics where WWX, post canon, gets transported timewise into the 13/16 years he was dead? Preferably only for a bit until he figures out how to get back, and while hiding his identity. Thanks for the help! @hikato-chan

Less Than Two Years by wenqing (maniafic) (T, 5k, WangXian, Time Travel, Post-Canon, but also canon divergent, in an alternate universe though, Minor Angst, mostly wwx confusing the kids)

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If you didn’t get an answer to your ask here, don’t forget to make use of @mdzs-kinkmeme and MDZS KINK MEME on Dreamwidth. Authors actually do use them for ideas. You may get what you order!***Your prompt doesn’t have to be kink! Fluff, crack, whatever - it’s all good!***

[nevertheless-moving]

Nevertheless MDZS AUs

1. The Demon of Yunmeng

(AKA The Fake Dating AU:) CANON TYPICAL ROM COM AMIDST AND AGAINST CANON TYPICAL HORRORS. With the Sunshot campaign over, this should be a time of peace and unity. But the Jianghu is never short of men who would go to any length for power. CW: Rape References

2. Open Eyes

3. Lan Sizhui the Blessed

In which Lan Sizhui is the absolute best. Even fierce corpses agree! Canon a little bit to the left. Hanguang-Jun's romantic adventure with his recently resurrected crush gets hijacked by their son and Wen Ning. He's okay with half of that.

4. Wei Ying and These Guys He Suddenly Has an Inexplicably Intense Connection With

Wen Ning, Jin Zixuan, Jin Zixun, and Wei Ying all abruptly double over during the Qishen Wan discussion conference. A close observer might notice a slight difference in their symptoms — Quionglin is grabbing at his heart, Zixuan at his stomach, Zixun at his chest, and Wuxian at his lower dantian. Their following interactions are... bewildering and alarming.

5. Not That Crazy

6. Oh, you haven't heard?

7. Jiang Wanyin’s Dog

Wei Wuxian is the Jiang Sect's answer to the core melting hand, except somehow even more terrifying. Did you hear what Jiang Wanyin had him do to Wen Zhuliu and Wen Chao? Did you know he summoned an ARMY of the damned to protect Lotus Pier when the wen sect retaliated?? Part One, Part Two

8. End of The Rope

Junior quartet time travel pre-phoenix mountain hunt. Classic mostly informed fix-it shenanigans, Jin Ling’s slightly violent lessons in emotional intelligence, manly crying, Lan Zhan’s vinegar jar, and interuniverse struggles in putting those guys back where they came.

9. starting to think this might not be a dream

considering the canonical incense burner mdzs extras, if Lan Zhan and Wei Ying time traveled back together they would assume it's a dream, have kinky sex wherever they are (possibly a public location), then fall back asleep, assuming the dream will end, only to wake up sticky with problems. Cloud Recesses First Meeting Edition

10. Doesn’t Feel Like A Dream

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STAR WARS AU MASTERLIST

STORMLIGHT ARCHIVE AU MASTERLIST

[shivunin]

Through an Interstice Caught

For @ockissweek today I have borrowed @inquisimer's fantastic Ariya Tabris. Honestly, Mer, I went into this just thinking that the two of them needed a minute of quiet. Thank you for letting me borrow your gal <3

(Ariya Tabris & Arianwen Tabris | 825 Words | CW: canon typical violence)

“A long while amid the noises of coming and going, of drinking and oath and smutty jest, There we two, content, happy in being together, speaking little, perhaps not a word.” —Walt Whitman, “A Glimpse”

The mirrors came when they chose to. 

That’s what Arianwen had been told, anyway, and she’d seen no evidence to the contrary. Still, this would be the first time she’d seen one in the wild, intact and humming at her. 

“Bad timing,” she told it, wiping blood from her cheek with her elbow. The final member of the darkspawn horde made a sound when she drew her sword from its chest, but she ignored this. Warden senses told her that no more were anywhere nearby—which likely also meant that the rest of the group had truly been separated from her. 

Oh, well. If the universe was offering a drink, she wasn’t going to say no. 

When she stepped through, the passage tingling over the unguarded parts of her skin, she found the place unchanged as always. An unfamiliar face was behind the bar, smiling at someone on the other side of the room and waving. A handful of strangers sat about the room in twos and threes, talking at a low volume, and—there. A very familiar face sat at one of the tables, hand pressed to her forehead. 

Well; at least there was that. 

Wen collected drinks—she hadn’t been paying attention to what—from the bartender and made her way to Ariya’s table. The other Tabris sat alone on a bench at the end of a long, wooden table, one elbow resting on the water-stained surface while she stared at an empty glass. 

“Bad day?” Arianwen asked, setting a glass before Ariya and taking the other seat. Ariya lifted a brow, examining Wen’s clothes pointedly. Wen glanced down at the viscera on her chest, drying in streaky brown over Warden blue armor.

“Could ask you the same thing.”

“The usual,” Wen said, and took a sip from her glass. Whiskey. She should’ve guessed. “Darkspawn, what else?” 

She paused, considered. 

“Zevran is back. Maybe for a while. Wasn’t expecting to see you so soon either. Seemed pretty final, last time we saw each other.” 

Ariya lifted her glass, as if in a toast, and downed it in one long draught. 

“I thought it would be,” she said when she’d swallowed the last drop. 

“But here you are,” Wen said. Ariya spread her hands in agreement. 

They were quiet for a time, still amongst the ebb and flow of other visitors. After a moment, Wen stood, sat on the bench next to Ariya, and examined the other Warden. Slowly, deliberately, she leaned forward and pressed a kiss to the side of Ariya’s forehead. She smelled faintly of metal and blood and ozone; perhaps her day had been as miserable as Wen’s. Maybe that’s why the mirror had come to her, too. 

“Glad you’re here,” she said, nudging Ariya’s elbow with her own. 

After a moment, Ariya took her glass and sipped from it, then leaned her head against Wen’s shoulder. It was, thankfully, one of the bits of her armor that had remained relatively clean.

“Yeah,” she said at last. “I am, too.”

They sat in silence for a long time, drinking when their glasses were full and resting against each other when they weren’t. She wouldn’t have been able to admit it before she’d stepped through the mirror, but it was a calm in the chaos that she’d desperately needed. Perhaps it had been the same for Ariya, who looked at least marginally less upset when her mirror finally appeared, glowing, along a nearby wall. 

“See you next time,” Wen said, nudging her with her elbow again. It wasn’t a question.

Ariya looked at her for a long moment, lips slightly parted as if considering saying something more. There were new streaks in her hair, Wen saw, paler against the rest. It hadn’t been that long since they’d seen each other; this did not suggest good things about the immediate future. 

At last, her expression softened slightly. 

“Yeah,” Ariya said. “Yes. You will.”

Wen nodded to her once more, watching until she met the mirror and stepped through. Alone, she took one last sip of her drink and considered. Whatever was yet to come would be hard; she was not surprised by this knowledge. 

Still, when it came she would have this place to step sideways into. When her world got worse, as it was almost certain to do, perhaps there would be someone here for her to lean against, too. For once, it felt good that she’d been that person for somebody else. 

No—not for somebody else. For Ariya. 

A flicker of silver at her periphery. Wen drank down the dregs, savoring the burn in her throat and the warmth in her belly. Somewhat restored, she set her hand on the hilt of her sword and stepped back into the fray.

[loosingmoreletters]

TW- SA

Hey I'm sorry if your seeing this 2 times im not sure if it went in the first time cause the wifi wasn't working properly😭😭

Can you do a fic where wei ying was sa'ed by some wen soldiers before being thrown into the burial mounds set during the sunshot campaign. after he cones back as the yilling patriarch they captured one of the soldiers who sa'ed him and interrogate him,the soldeir makes comnent on wei ying and they(nie mingie,jiang cheng,jin ziuxunl,lan xichchen) find out and they confront him about ,but hes nonchalant about it.They also end up finding about his lost golden core.

Sry if its too uncomfortable❤ don't do it if it is💜

The prompt, if I wrote that all, would be more the 10k type of fic, but I hope you enjoy this scene! Also are you the anon who sent the other dark fic prompts??? My guy (gnc) I continue to be curious why you picked me of all people for them.

CW: derogatory language, mentioned past rape, WWX is dissociating pretty hard but the POV character doesn’t realize

Lan Xichen stared at the boy—the man his brother loved and found Wei Wuxian look at their captive like all the vile comments he was spewing were beneath his notice. He sounded bored of them, his expression not dissimilar to the one he used to wear at the Cloud Recesses, paying no attention to Lan Qiren’s lectures. This only seemed to enrage the Wen General more as he shouted, not stopping even when Jiang Wanyin demanded he ceased his lying. If not for the silencing talismans in the room, drawn by Wei Wuxian, quicker with his blood than anyone could procure ink, you’d be able to hear it at the other end of the camp.

Lan Xichen isn’t sure how to take control of the situation again. He’d gone because they needed someone to play Inquiry in case the prisoner died, Jiang Wanyin was there as the Jiang had long since staked claim on every Wen from Wen Chao’s posse, their blood was Yunmeng Jiang’s right to spill. Nie Mingjue could hardly be left out of the interrogation of such a high-ranking Wen soldier and excluding the Jin, even when Jin Zixuan looked like he might lose his breakfast any moment now, was a political nightmare waiting to happen.

And yet, the nightmare happened anyway, Wei Wuxian standing impassively as the soldier spoke of acts so depraved that Lan Xichen wished they were nothing but a taunt.

“Are you done?” Wei Wuxian interrupted finally.

He moved past his sect leader, hardly seemed to notice Jiang Wanyin at all, even when his martial brother reached for him. It was, Lan Xichen realized, as if none of them seemed to be there for Wei Wuxian. In the corner of the room, a shadow flashed red. It had to be one of Wei Wuxian’s brides, they never strayed far from their master, even when unseen. It should disturb Lan Xichen that even at the camps they surrounded by barriers, Wei Wuxian’s ghosts slipped in and out and yet—

“You’re nothing but Wen Chao’s whore, good for a quick fuck—”

The soldier hadn’t finished his sentence before the bride in red had her hand to his throat, bloody fingernails digging into his throat, squeezing it just hard enough to leave the man choking.

“I asked if you’re done,” Wei Wuxian repeated, his voice lacking all inflection. “Where are your troops stationed?”

“You—”

The bride in red squeezed harder before letting go of the man’s throat to pull his head back by his short hair. She grinned, teeth as sharp as blades, looking proud of herself, like a child endearing herself to her mother, waiting for Wei Wuxian’s benign approval of her actions.

The soldier spat at their feet. “You won’t be able to stop them, boy. You’ll be left begging again.”

Wei Wuxian tilted his head. “I didn’t beg then, I had no need to, unlike your Master when I tore him apart.”

Lan Xichen hadn’t been present for Wen Chao’s murder, but the stories following his execution hadn’t been kind. If even the least of the brutalities the soldier had tossed at them was true, it was understandable why Wei Wuxian would’ve lashed out so much at Wen Chao, if it was not just to avenge his sect, but also the hurt dealt to him personally.

“Besides,” Wei Wuxian continued, seemingly unbothered. “All Wen Chao did to me? Do you think the dead did any less? They repaid any hurt twice over and I told you what I’d do to you when I returned.”

And then, the soldier’s eyes widened. He wasn’t given the chance speak as the bride in red plunged her hand into his throat, effortlessly ripping it out. The solider choked, once, then drowned in his own blood.

“Be good and quiet now,” Wei Wuxian said, sounding faintly as if he were echoing another’s words. “Your screams are ruining my mood.”

The soldier’s corpse dropped to the ground and Wei Wuxian’s bride left it to return to her master’s side, handing off him like one would imagine a living bride, clinging to… not her husband. Someone she’d be less shy around. A sister perhaps, someone who might have understood.

“Wei Wuxian—”

Jiang Wanyin reached out, but when his hand touched Wei Wuxian’s shoulder, the other man pushed him away. His eyes widened and, though Lan Xichen hadn’t realized it before, it was as if a fog cleared in them. Wei Wuxian’s gaze drifted to the corpse he’d left behind and all neutrality of before washed away by pure horror. He took a step back, then another, a next one, and rushed from the room in a panic.

Jiang Wanyin didn’t even hesitate, chasing after his martial brother without another look at the slaughter behind him.

“Xichen?”

Lan Xichen tore himself from the empty hallway and faced Nie Mingjue. “I’ll play Inquiry,” Lan Xichen said and settled on interrogating the spirit. It hadn’t been torn apart, though had Wei Wuxian thought of it, perhaps he would’ve done it.

Out of respect for the Jiang Head Disciple, Lan Xichen never allowed himself to ask, is it true? All you did to Wei Wuxian?

It wasn’t for him to know.

[mostlikelytofangirl]

Summary: Wen Ruohan and Meng Yao uphold their end of the bargain with Qinghe. It's a successful mission but not without a cost.

Characters: Wen Ruohan, Meng Yao, Wen Xu, Wen Chao.

CW for violence here. It's not super descriptive nor long, but there's a beating and explicit and somehow gorey murder. Also injuries. A fun a wholesome chapter all in all :'D

There is some actual wholesomeness by the end (kindasorta), but well, if anything a story like this needed a bit more blood already lol.

[wisedawn13]

#xiantober Day 15: Sentient Burial Mounds

CW // canon MCD

The thing people don't talk about is the fact that the Burial Mounds isn't just a haunted place where souls are trapped.

No.

The Burial Mounds is a landborne abyss.

It is a thing in and of itself.

And it hungers.

The sects worked hard setting wards to trap it in place. Keep it from growing larger and consuming towns filled with people.

The wards work.

But only because the abyss is consistently appeased by human sacrifice.

The Wen and Jin periodically drop sacrifices into the mounds.

The other sects don't know about this.

But that is the only reason the wards hold. The abyss—the Burial Mounds—get fed just enough to not break free.

It's the lazy way out, really. It's the cruel way out.

The Wen and Jin choose random civilians and toss them in.

The abyss formed after long years of battle and war caused countless deaths of cultivators and civilians alike, right where the Burial Mounds are. It formed, it grew, it hungered.

The Burial Mounds aches for freedom. It aches to consume.

And then Wen Chao threw Wei Wuxian in.

Everything changed.

For so long, it had craved the succulence of a cultivator. It sensed Wei Wuxian was strong.

But something about that was wrong.

Something was missing.

The Mounds reached for him, clawed at him, hungered for him. It was curious. It hungered.

But Wei Wuxian fought back, broken and fractured as he was. He fought against it all.

The Burial Mounds found something new that day and it was exciting, exhilarating, entrancing.

Wei Wuxian fought against death with everything he had left. Oh, he was strong despite it all.

It hummed with pleasure and whispered into his ears.

"Do you crave revenge?"

"Do you hate?"

"Do you want power?"

And Wei Wuxian screamed. He accepted the Burial Mounds and the Burial Mounds accepted him.

Oh, how he screamed.

And he fought.

It watched as he grew stronger.

The Burial Mounds built him up—held him together, fractured and hollow—and Wei Wuxian walked out with a mission.

It could not follow, not entirely.

But it was with Wei Wuxian as Wei Wuxian was with it. They were connected as one. Bonded. Moulded into each other.

And Wei Wuxian fought.

So many died and the Burial Mounds consumed. Every death he caused fed the Mounds despite its inability to physically be there.

Oh, how it was pleased.

And Wei Wuxian grew stronger, finding a tool to aid his cause.

And the Burial Mounds fed.

Countless died by Wei Wuxian's corpse army.

Countless were fed to the Mounds.

When the fighting ended, the Mounds were appeased. Content. Burning still, but content to lie in wait.

It was easier for Wei Wuxian to come back home again.

The Mounds eagerly housed them.

And the Mounds eagerly consumed them all.

It felt it—the desperation and unrest.

And it knew.

It would not have to wait long before it fed once more. And it did not mind the wait.

The Burial Mounds allowed them to live inside it for years; a yawning maw primed to snap shut.

When the time came, it was glorious.

So many more died outside, and so many more died inside.

The Mounds gleefully devoured them all.

And when Wei Wuxian finally broke, fracturing completely and letting go, the Mounds took him in as part of itself. It brought him home.

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[kurokawaia]

❛ Your Mine ❜ - Chapter 1

yandere!Lan Wangji X Fem!Wen!Reader

| YANDERE + DARK CONTENT | this meaning, if you don't like this content, then just scroll away

WC; 4.1k+ | !MDNI! | TW/CW :: obsessive thoughts, no major triggers for this chapter, kidnapping (not LWJ yet lmao), abuse!! binding with ropes.

⋆·˚ ༘ * 𝒞𝐻𝒜𝒫𝒯𝐸𝑅 𝒮𝒰𝑀𝑀𝒜𝑅𝒴 :: You meet Lan Wanji when the Wens burn down the Cloud Recesses and this is when you started to help the Gusu Lan Sect in the aftermath, just like your brother and sister (Wen Qing adn Wen Ning). But as you helped out, you were in a lot of secret meetings with LWJ. But this caused LWJ to fall more desperately obsessed with you than he already was. But, during the Xuanwu of Slaughter, you get captured from the Lan's and Jiangs by your own clan members Wen Xu and Wen Chao because you were helping the 'enemy'.

part 1 | part 2 | part 3

The night sky over Gusu was reeling heavy and dark, eased slightly by the flames now consuming the holy land of the Cloud Recesses. The flames flared high, their red tongues sending long, warped shadows out in every direction. As if the sky too lamented the ruin affixed below. Amidst the smoke and ruin, the Gusu Lan Sect worked to salvage whatever was left of their lavish sanctum.

You had come here with your heart aswirl with sorrow and grief. While your family—the Wen siblings—had been swept into the melee that was the conflict, the sorrow of the Cloud Recesses had fallen heavily on you; even your loyalty to them could not stop this. Your brother Wen Ning and sister Wen Qing, having gone almost yearlong in your stead, commanded now that you follow in their steps, straight and sure.

As you approached the site, destruction was revealed in scorched edifices, in ruined scrolls, and in remnants that was hard to imagine this had been a place for learning and tranquility. And something ran deep in your heart at that sight of the ruin: something of urgency; at that moment, all you wanted to do was help.

"Is everybody okay?" you called out, your voice carrying a concerned note as you moved through the wreckage.

Wen Qing looked up from where she was helping to look in on the injured. Her usually composed face was drawn with weariness and worry. "We're doing what we can," she said, her voice strained. "But there's so much work to be done."

Wen Ning, who had just been helping with the evacuation of the other disciples, happened to see you and quickly came over. "Oh, you've come," he said, his eyes flashing with relief, and the next moment, with anxiety. "But you're right, we could use all the help we can get."

"I'm here to help," you declared, determination in your tone. "Where do you need me?"

Wen Ning nodded toward the injured cultivators receiving as much first aid as could be provided in the makeshift tents. "Begin with these— the injured. Injuries need medicine, and hurt."

It was only as you helped that you truly noticed the full force of the catastrophe. The cleanly tended ground was now stockaded with refuse, and the survivors fanned everywhere, scattered and confused. Hours blurred as you lost yourself in the work of dressing injuries and offering words of comfort to those you helped, collaborating with Wen Qing on the field, driven by duty-and the need to atone.

Amidst all that chaotic madness, one would be able to catch the view of a figure moving with a kind of silent authority through the wreckage. He found that he was the second son of the Lan Clan, with a determined and quiet authority, leading everyone in the relief. In a boundingly large figure, his presence was commanding, while his stature was such that he seemed calm and composed in every sense of the fiasco around him.

You watched him for a moment, noticing how purposeful his strides were, lending a hand wherever it was needed most. His presence had quieted the loss, giving it a sense of stature.

Wen Qing seemed to have noticed your attention and approached you. "Chairing the disaster relief is Lan Wangji," she admired, and her voice was extremely reverent, "who has always been doing his best work in protection of the survivors, treatment and care of the injured."

"I see." You watched those leaders who followed Lan Wangji's actions and decisions on how to direct the resources. "It seems like he's keeping his platitudes about everything."

"He is," Wen Qing agreed. "He's a pillar of strength for the sect. You might want to talk to him if you'd like to offer your help more effectively. "

Keeping Wen Qing's advice to heart, you made your way towards Lan Wangji, steering clear of the wreckage and the scattered poor who were spared by luck. And you found him, as soon as it was possible for you to bow respectfully. "Lan Wangji, I've been helping with the injured. Is there anything more I can do to assist?

Finally, Lan Wangji turned back to face you with unwavering eyes. "Your assistance is very necessary," he stated in his usual calm, composed voice. "We need hands to help in organization of things and to help victims who have lost their homes."

You nodded, determination ringing in your voice. "I will do any work that comes my way.".

His gaze softened a little, and his expression softened to show a little gratitude. "Thank you. Your help is going to be very much appreciated."

Days as such passed by as you worked with him, Lan Wangji, and some of the other sect members. It was tough work, but he led with a sense of direction amidst the chaos. Your interactions were characterized by mutual respect with Lan Wangji and a growing sense of camaraderie.

As the sun fell below the horizon one evening, the sky painted by hues of orange and pink, you and Lan Wangji found yourselves a moment of respite amidst the ongoing efforts. You sorted supplies with tired but steady movements until he came closer.

"We managed to make useful progress," he said. There was a tint of satisfaction in his voice.

"Ye," he agreed while his gaze swept across the tents that were finally put in order and the drier conditions that the afternoon now brought upon them. It's all thanks to everyone's hard work, Big Sis Lan. "

Lan Wangji nodded your way until his gaze stayed on you. "That's what helped us get through. You acknowledge great aid. "

You blushed softly but took the compliment in stride. "I'm just doing what I can, and I'm grateful to be able to help. "

Lan Wangji's tense face relaxed slightly, and a little smile flashed over his thin lips. "You have been more of a comfort to me than you can possibly realize."

The warmth in his voice and the sincerity in his eyes knotted your heart. A connection began to be forged in the shattering and reshaping process, a bond formed from mutual purpose and mutual respect.

But days passed into weeks, and you still went on assisting at the work of rehabilitation, and on yonder hand, your acquaintance with Lan Wangji had deepened into matters upon which the inscrutable one had come to be a source of comfort and aid—the still prop one guiding light in the sea of troubles.

𝒻𝒾𝓇𝓈𝓉 𝓈𝑒𝒸𝓇𝑒𝓉 𝓂𝑒𝑒𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔

The moon was high, the clouds drifting lazily across the sky, as you finally arrived in this small secluded garden where you and Lan Wangji had agreed to meet. There were many quarters in disarray after the attack in the Cloud Recesses; these secret meetings were supposed to sort out some of the more pressing issues away from prying eyes within the sect.

Lan Wangji was already there, the single soft lantern lighting the outline of his figure. His posture was calm, but one could discern the tightening of his shoulders, speaking of the pressure he was under.

"Good evening," you greeted, stepping into the circle of light. "How are things progressing?"

Lan Wangji's eyes met yours, but in his calm demeanor, there was something in them that you could not precisely pinpoint. "There have been some improvements," he said. "However, I would really like to speak about the care you have been giving to the patients."

You nodded, ready to defend yourself against any apprehensions he might bring out. "Of course. What do you want to talk about?"

Lan Wangji's gaze softened as it swept across your face, and there was something akin to admiration inside his eyes. "Your dedication's been remarkable. But I think you are pushing yourself too hard. The patients are extremely grateful, but I fear you may be forgetting yourself."

A small smile touched your lips at his concern. "I appreciate your concern, Lan Wangji. I am doing my best to balance everything. Your support and that of the other members of the sect mean a great deal to me."

Lan Wangji's gaze stayed on you, something indefinable fluttering across his features. "Please, do not overexert yourself. We need you in good health to continue this important work."

His voice was soft but strong, and in it rested, his speech carrying that protective property in the words that would thump your heart an inch or so; you nodded a thank-you, oblivious to the deeper passion that boiled beneath his calm exterior.

𝓈𝑒𝒸𝑜𝓃𝒹 𝓈𝑒𝒸𝓇𝑒𝓉 𝓂𝑒𝑒𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔

Then weeks went by, and the frequency of your meetings with Lan Wangji became ever more apparent. What had begun with mere cases on patient care now delved into much more personal topics. The venue of the meeting was always the same secretive library within the Cloud Recesses- miles away from prying eyes.

At any rate, Lan Wangji had been working non-stop toward coordinating the restoration work, and the nature of his contact with you had already moved to a more personalized level. Watching news clips together, he wasn't particularly bothered about the stories. He was more concerned about you.

"You've been spending a lot of time with the patients," admitted Lan Wangji one evening, his voice low and introspective. "It becomes apparent that you hold a good place in your heart for them."

You looked up from the documents you continued perusing, and his eyes met yours. "It's important to me. Their suffering is something I want to alleviate as much as is possible."

Then his expression lightened into a faint shadow, something almost possessive in his eyes. "You have this remarkable way of putting yourself in other people's shoes," Lan Wangji said, his voice edged with admiration. "It is a quality I truly respect.".

There was a hesitation of time—this silence that seemed to stretch between the two of you. Lan Wangji's eyes bore into fervent gazes at you, and what you could feel was astringently deep—just more than admiration. It's evident that his interest in you is growing deeper, though he remains very chill and aloofly restrained.

𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓇𝒹 𝓈𝑒𝒸𝓇𝑒𝓉 𝓂𝑒𝑒𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔

Seasons passed, and with Lan Wangji, nature changed. Meetings that were initially focused solely on discussing what had happened after being attacked now alternated to have personal conversations.

On an autumn evening, the first chill over the Cloud Recesses, you met Lan Wangji alone in a quiet garden scented with falling leaves. Lan Wangji's manner was collected, as always; yet his eyes said otherwise: a deeper passion at work.

"You've been working so hard," Lan Wangji said softly, his gaze on the leaves playing in the wind. "It must be exhausting."

You smiled a hint of weariness in your eyes. "It is. But it's worth it, you know, to see the progress we're making."

Lan Wangji stepped closer to him, all warm and comforting. "You should take some time for yourself," he said low and soft. "Rest and recover. The work will still be here when you return.".

The way he spoke, full of care and concern, could raise one's heartbeats. Not noticing a tenderness in his words, being so close, as if crossing the line of the professional borders of their relations, was impossible. He stood beside you, so one could feel the heat from his body, the intensity in his gaze.

"You've been a great support," you said softly, meeting his eyes. "I don't know what I would do without your help."

Lan Wangji's gaze softened, and for a moment, he seemed to lose the control over his emotions. "I will always be there to support you," he said seriously. "I—"

He stopped abruptly, then hastily cloaked what his eyes suddenly revealed—emotion—with his usual calm. "We should continue the review," he said, though his eyes remained on you like a burning fire barely kept in check.

𝒻𝑜𝓊𝓇𝓉𝒽 𝓈𝑒𝒸𝓇𝑒𝓉 𝓂𝑒𝑒𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔

This secret obsession of Lan Wangji had been showing more and more over time. Meetings that used to be spontaneous had become secretive regularity, his feelings slowly dripping out but did not quite dissolve into words.

One night, you worked your way through the latest batch of reports in Lan Wangji's study. A single flickering lantern cast looming shadows on the walls, but dimly. Yet Lan Wangji himself was fixed solely on you, following each of your moves with quiet yet intense scrutiny.

"You do amazing work," he said, his voice low and full of admiration. "We couldn't have pushed the healing process that far if not for you."

You looked up and your eyes met his. "I appreciate it. It has been a team effort."

His eyes were as dark as his face was light, which was almost unnervingly intense. "You are exceptional," he said, using such a reverent admiration in his voice that you could feel it. "I have never met anyone who possessed so much dedication, yet so much compassion."

Those eyes would make your pulse race. There was something so profound in that gaze, something telling him it was more than just admiration—fervor that was almost unnerving, he would imagine. At the same time, however, Lan Wangji didn't seem to express it outwardly, maintaining the attitude of his, still calm and collected.

Later into the night, Lan Wangji's proximity and piercing gaze became almost too much to bear. As you were preparing to leave, his hand reached out across you, almost touching your own as it did, and the gesture sent waves through your heart for its tenderness and lingering nature.

"Be careful," he spoke in a low murmur. "The work is difficult, and I fear for you.

His touch was warm, his concern real, but tinged with a certain intensity that bespoke deeper feelings. As one left the study, you couldn't help feeling his emotions went far deeper than he had allowed one to see. The connection between you grew ever deeper, and though the nature of this obsession remained hidden under the veneer of control, it became clear that he was becoming increasingly fixated on you.

Every time a meeting had ended in silence, you were left with uneasiness and desire. There is no doubt that Lan Wangji did indeed love, but this fervent intensity was just a bit too much and made you doubt whether his feelings were truly so.

That very privacy that had been so enjoyable in those secluded meetings with him when the outside world grew loud and tumultuous was now the hotbed of all unarticulated longings, dirty, depraved desires which concealed their true character from shaping your mutual relations with Lan Wangji in ways neither could understand.

That night, when you left the room Lan Wangji was borrowing as a study, your head swam with every possible kind of idea: the light of the lantern fluttered from one to the next, the shadows seeming to drag out; the quiet of the Cloud Recesses gathered in, magnifying the aftereffects of the evening's conversation.

Through it all, Lan Wangji had been there to provide constant support, which had become almost the one steady factored into his life during recovery. He had always been present, a force counterbalancing chaos that now was soothing as a constant in your life.

He seemed to be genuinely interested in how you were doing, and somehow, despite yourself, you began to lean more on his support and advice than you might, perhaps, have done. You couldn't help but admire the way he managed to keep control under pressure. For him to gracefully take up all the huge tasks that recovery involved was nothing short of incredible.

It is in the way that he talked to you—genuine concern, soft, and unassuming, which value one and make them feel understood.

You went back to what he had said during the meeting. "You have done something great," he had said, the admiration palpable in his tone.

Such praise warmed your heart, and you couldn't help feeling much gratitude in your heart toward his support. How much it further worked one up in the development of abilities, actually lying on somebody's shoulder.

To you, Lan Wangji was one of the most treasured friends, one who would be there with the right words at the right time to lift a heart and strengthen a will whenever necessary. He could soothe your soul and cheer you on through times of turmoil with his encouragement. You liked his friendship so much because he always cared about you.

Yet, though the two of you had grown to such closeness, you were blind to deeper emotions boiling over. You only saw the intensity of Lan Wangji as an expression for how much he cared about the sect—something which you respected and admired. He had been a steadfast companion to you, always available for support and friendship.

You strolled along the moonlit hallways of the Cloud Recesses, and secretly, you couldn't help feeling content. This relationship you shared with Lan Wangji was indeed very dear to you, and you were grateful that it had been taken over; he turned to support for you and thus into a source of encouragement. It was his presence, his words, and now his quiet support that made this grueling work of rebuilding the Cloud Recesses slightly more bearable.

You had been grateful for no more than his friendship, so you treasured only the silences of encouragement and the moments when to share trying. It was in that respect, as brothers, that you had built up a special kind of bond—a bond that would only get stronger with time, for both of you worked your ways together to heal the scars left by destruction.

Your thoughts remained bright about the prospect of your relationship with Lan Wangji. It was light amidst darkness, and so you thought deep, embracing the feeling of comfort and support it gave without really realizing there were much deeper, more complicated feelings hidden away underneath his composed exterior.

˗ˏˋ꒰ However, it wasn't too long before the event if Xuanwu of Slaughter had arisen, and the Wen's had taken you from the Lan Sec ꒱

The smell of blood and fire was heavy on the air, and the Xuanwu of Slaughter crashed back and forth across the field like some nightmare beast of destruction. You fought in this chaos, driven by passion, torn between those things you felt compelled to do, and the great need to protect those near to you. The combined Lan and Jiang armies were managing to do little but stave off the beast, managing to every so often push it back a pace.

But fate is cruel, and loyalty comes at a high price.

You were busy treating the wounded and were fully engaged in your thoughts regarding the saving of lives. Suddenly, a very strong force from behind grabbed you. The two people from the Wen clan held your arms even harder and took you outside of the battlefield. You struggled, but the strength of these people from the Wen clan was simply too great.

"Release me!" you shouted, but your voice was drowned in the uproar from the Xuanwu and the clang of swords.

Those who pulled you away from the battlefield where everything was in chaos and you were struggling to hold on were none other than Wen Xu and Wen Chao—the very people who had pushed your family over the edge. The expressions on their faces were those of cruel satisfaction as they hauled you toward the naked edge of the battlefield, far away from the chaos over which you had been trying so hard to stay in control.

"Wen Xu! Wen Chao! What in the world do you two think you're doing now?" came the demand to irons, and you wriggled in their iron holds. "You can't just do this!"

Wen Xu's eyes gleamed in their malignant light. "But we can," he replied in a smooth, menacing voice. "You've been interfering in matters which are not of your business and supporting our foes. As punishment, you will suffer."

You struggle harder, but it's in vain. Wen Chao's grip tightens with one of those sneers he's so good at pulling; "This is what awaits traitors," he snarls, pulling you from the battle.

They tightened ranks around you, pulling you in the direction of Wen with the devastation going on around the place, and you caught snatches of it: the Xuanwu could not be stopped, the allied forces were not going to hold for much longer, and every beat of your heart sent you further from the war-space—and people really, who expected things from you.

He all but got thrown into the tent, one of many erected at the rim of the Wen camp, the dark fabric falling shut around him like a shroud. Thick air clotted with smoke and sweat was pushed from Wen Xu and Wen Chao on either side of him, their collective attitude scarily calm, cool, and composed.

"Now, discuss your punishment," Wen Xu said disgustingly. "You have only two alternatives. Either you betray those you've been of service to, or you will pay the repercussions of your non-cooperation."

Disapprovingly, you looked at them but, in your heart, fear and desperation pricked you. "I will not betray them." Your teeth locked together, and anger, together with despair, trembled in your voice.

Wen took a step closer, stopping right in front of you; his face was inches away from yours. "Then you are going to hurt," he said in a low voice that was threatening. "See how long your resolve can last." Wen Chao's face was a mask of cruel amusement; he started to pace in front of you. The sound of his footsteps was ominous. "You have made the choice," he said, his voice dripping with disdain. "Now, you'll reap your reward.".

You felt the thud of your heart in your chest and breathed in shallow gasps. The fear that had been gnawing at you turned sharp and paralyzing. Wen Xu stepped forward with a tiny vial of dark, viscous liquid.

"This," Wen Xu said, holding up the vial, "is a brew meant to inflict great discomfort. It won't kill you, but it will make you wish you were dead."

The vial just made you want to shudder. You fought the bonds, wavering, your resolve bobbing under the churning waves of impending dread. "Monsters," you hissed, your shuddering voice so weak. "You think you can break me?"

Wen Xu's lips curved into a smile that was evil. "It's not about breaking you. It's about making you suffer for your betrayal."

When Wen Xu offered it, again Wen Chao stepped forward and reached out to take the vial. Slowly, his fingers uncorked it in the air, releasing the scent of the liquid into the room: a sharp, acrid stink that pricked your nostrils.

"You will drink this," Wen Chao said, the voice cold and numb. "Resist, and we'll make it worse."

And with that, he forced the vial to your lips, tilting it as the dark liquid began to seep into your mouth. You gagged at the taste—the liquid burned as it slid down your throat. It was such a nauseous feeling, it felt as if fire and ice were engaged in battle within you. You wanted to struggle away, but Wen Chao's grip was unyielding.

The fluid took its effect very rapidly. Pains started to agonize your stomach—pains in which a gnawing nausea was the main feature. Your eyes started to swim, and you could feel your body beginning to try to reject the poison in a violent way. You tried to breathe through it, but it was unyielding, each wave harsher than the last.

Wen Xu didn't care, remaining cold with a detached interest that didn't notice your reaction. "How does that feel?" his voice was almost clinical. "Makes you question your loyalty?"

All you could do was moan in response. The pain and the nausea together overwhelmed your senses. You shut your eyes, trying to concentrate on something, anything, but it was impossible to miss the agony that passed right through you.

But the rat-faced teenager's face hovered next to your own, both warm and rank with the scent of that dark liquid. "We can make this last for as long as we need," he whispered. "The choice is yours."

All the spirit in you, unbowed despite the pain, forced you to look up at him with defiantly blazing eyes. "I would never betray them," you almost whispered through clenched teeth.

A cruel smile twisted the corners of Wen Chao's mouth, as he drew back to let you pass.

Seconds lengthened out into agonizing minutes. How you were bearing the unbearable torture. And every ticking second was a unit measure of your strength—counting whether it was still possible to endure the pain or not—wishing so hard to scream but with the resolve to stay firm. Sweat poured from the body, the breath came in ragged gasps.

At least this little spark of hope lit your mind. Lan Wangji was out there fighting for you, and the thought of his whole acceptance of whatever the condition you possessed gave you the power to take this ordeal. His presence, even abstracted, was a beacon of hope in these sad moments of suffering.

As the effect of the drugs had worn off, so had the Wen brothers withdrawn; now their mirth was in their faces, You were left all weak and shaking, but not broken of your courage. This will suffice for now," Wen Xu declared, with parting gravitas. "Let her rest. We will question her more—after."

When the two men passed out of the tent, you stood alone in the stifling, sepulchral quiet. Agony was everywhere in your body; the brain appeared fogged from exhaustion. You could hold to one fact: you had lived through it. Pain had been racking, but the spirit had remained unbroken.

And as you would lay there, trying to piece yourself back together, some way, somehow, you would realize that no matter what, the fight was certainly one that you had signed up for. It felt like loyalty came at a premium price, though, and it was a price that just had to be paid.

Your thoughts would drift in and out of focus, and each minute passing would be a struggle toward staying focused and awake. The pain, at best, had receded to a throbbing ache, but the memory of the torture was fresh, seared into your brain.

That was when his thoughts began to stray, his mind wandering to those that really meant the most to him—Lan Wangji. The thoughts always ended up bittersweet because of the reminder of what one wished for and at the same time could not have.

Even in your misery, his face flamed in your mind—serene and unwavering. You could remember how he had looked, the softness in his eyes every time yours met his, the quiet but intense passion with which he had fought.

"Lan Wangji, where are you?…." you whispered in a small voice within an empty tent, barely speaking. There had been no reply. You worried much about what might have happened to him; the pain of it was felt in a great measure as poison.

He imagined himself out there, fighting the Xuanwu of Slaughter, trying to find a way to get to you. His absence was a hollow ache, a bitter irony of fate that had taken him away from you, perhaps, at the worst possible time.

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i hope this was an okay first chapter, i re wrote it because the first draft didn't flow that well :( i hope it flows okay. if anyone would liked to be tagged in the next coming chapters, let me know in comments or dm's please !!

[jiang-cheng-therapy]

Ah yes I finally stumbled upon a blog that seems dedicated to vilifying Jiang Cheng as an abuser, and saying that his and WWX relationship was just a matter of WWX finally cutting out the toxic people in his life

I didn't go looking for it by the way it popped up in the tag

If you have that interpretation of it I won't stop you, esp if you were an abuse victim and relate to WWX and what he went through. And I agree that in many ways, JC *was* toxic for WWX, and that trying to pretend everything is fine and dandy or that JC did nothing wrong ever in his life is...well, wrong.

But it's very much a step too far to say that anyone who relates to JC is complicit in abuse and that you hope other people don't have to interact with us JC stans.

JC is not a likable person. He also did a lot of terrible things that were fully his choice and that he's responsible for. He did mistreat and hurt WWX; whatever reasons he had for that aren't excuses for his behavior by any stretch of the imagination. But he does love his brother in the way he was taught to love. Just like WWX loves him in the way he was taught to love.

And WWX hurt JC as well. Neither of them are guiltless in this, and neither has more guilt than the other. Human relationships are messy, and theirs is a mess. Could they reconcile? Is that possible? Yes. Would they? That depends. Both of them would have to be willing to change quite a bit (esp JC because as a person he'sless open to change). It would be messy and difficult, and they wouldn't have the same relationship as they did before (they shouldn't, either - it wasn't healthy). But it's possible.

I think the problem is, strangely these days, people think in black and white more than ever. They think that empathizing with someone who has done bad things means you are a bad person, as if empathy means approval of someone's actions rather than simply empathy.

You can relate to, pity, feel bad for, and love people people who have done bad things, even who are toxic and abusive, without condoning their behavior or thinking (in the case of abusers) that their victims should forgive, reconcile with, or have any contact with them.

Even if we can't see it - even if we can't figure out how - redemption is possible for everyone. They have to grasp it, choose it, work for it - they have to accept it, and often it's difficult. But no man is an island. They can't do it on their own. Someone - not a single someone but many someones, often - has to make them aware redemption and change is possible. They have to be in an environment where they get the support for it.

Even then some people don't choose redemption. Sometimes even when they get all the help they need up to the point they have to choose - they don't. They turn away. And that's on them.

But have you never mourned for someone like that? It may be their own fault and choice but that never makes it any less tragic or sad. Is it often enraging as well? Certainly.

But no one gets to the point of choosing redemption without being extended mercy. Not license. Not forcing their victims, if they harmed people, to interact with them. Not letting them getting away with wallowibg in misery, or manipulating people.. But mercy, which is love acknowledging all the evil a person has done and offering a helping hand to pull them away because it knows that *if they choose to* they can be better and happier.

And JC isn't even that far along on the scale of "has done horrible terrifyingly dastardly evil, reveled in it, and chose this all intentionally."

So to simply call him an abuser; to insult people who like and/or relate to him; is both a gross oversimplification and a disservice to other humans.

Yes there are people who may oversimplify the other way, and that's entirely wrong! But people seem to think, again, in black and white- that if WWX is sympathetic and likable that JC cannot be and is an enemy and must be vilified as an unredeemable villain who did inhuman things; ignoring the fact that WWX did much the same. Complaining about JC choking WWX after escaping a burning Lotus Pier? What about WWX choking Wen Ning who said he'd help him? What about WWX snapping the neck of a young man in a fit of rage?

What about WWX torturing Wen Chao into *eating his own flesh*? What of *both* WWX AND JC torturing and killing Wen Chao? What, so WWX gets a pass for his heightened states of emotion - brought on, I might add, by his own choice to use demonic cultivation despite warnings from LWJ that all of this could happen? But JC doesn't because he's not WWX? give me a break.

And I don't hate WWX. I don't like a bunch of the stuff he does, but I like him as a character and as a person. Charming and intelligent dumbass that he is. Like Jiang Cheng, he's human and complex. And I don't have to agree with all of his actions to empathize with him! Imagine that.

Wow that got more ranty than I wanted. Oh well.

[suriquesse]

"Don’t shed tears. Don’t cry anymore. Tears will make the wounds fester. Your wounds will hurt more if that happens. Do you understand? Don’t cry."

[tiptoe39]

I’m trying to be very careful in which screencaps I share, since you can’t really get a lot of Wen Chao’s lines without showing his fucked-up face and I don’t want to gross anyone out (although I guess if I’m going to, Halloween night is the night to do it). Basically, what’s happening here is Wen Chao gets a bit of his arrogance back and yells at Wen Zhuliu to go kill whatever’s chasing them, but when Wen Zhuliu gets up to leave, Wen Chao stops him and begs him to stay.

About which I want to say: how the mighty have fallen.

Wen Chao is in abject misery right now. His every second is full of blood and the fear of death. He’s traveling back to Qishan with the hope that Daddy can save him, but good god, what’s left to save? He will never command disciples again. He will never be able to show his face in public. And even if he could, the Wen clan’s dominance is coming down around his ears. I think maybe even he doesn’t know how far gone he is. There has to be one last spark of fight in him that, even if it’s lying to himself, says “My father will take care of things, once I’m back with my father everything will work out.” Which doesn’t track with what we know of Wen Ruohan at all, but again, he’s lying to himself.

This is all excellent schadenfreude, but I almost feel the teeniest bit sorry for him. He has lost everything and there is no escape, and nothing in the world could save him now.