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mxtxfanatic · 1 month ago

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Lan Wangji's Mementos Pt. 2

Lan Wangji's hoarding is not just exclusive to physical items, though, oh no. The man also has a stellar memory for the things Wei Wuxian has told him through their many encounters, even things the other man said casually almost two decades ago. This is especially true for things Wei Wuxian has told Lan Wangji about himself. Here are a list of immaterial things from Wei Wuxian that Lan Wangji has hoarded:

About his alcohol preferences:

Wei Wuxian raised his hands. “He didn’t let me in. Told me I had to remove the leg that had crossed the boundary. You tell me—how, exactly? So he suddenly floated over to me and asked me what was in my hands.” ... “‘Emperor’s Smile! I’ll give you a jar, and you pretend you didn’t see anything, ‘kay?’”

—Chapt. 13: Elegance III, fanyiyi

There was no need to open the jar to figure out what kind of alcohol was hidden here—as soon as [Wei Wuxian] smelled it, he knew it was “Emperor’s Smile.” He had had no idea he would discover one day that someone who was as much of a stickler for the rules as Lan Wangji, who had never touched a drop of alcohol before in his life, had in fact dug out a secret compartment in his room for the purpose of hiding the forbidden drink. The heavens had truly rewarded him with his reincarnation.

—Chapt. 11: Elegance I, fanyiyi

On the way back to the GusuLan Sect, Lan WangJi bought a jar of ‘Emperor’s Smile’ from Caiyi Town. The wine was fragrant. And mellow. It was clearly not of the pungent kind, yet his throat burned the moment it went down, on fire from his eyes all the way to his heart. He didn’t like the taste, but he felt he understood why that person liked it.

—Chapt. 111: Wangxian, exr

About his taste in food:

Lan WangJi didn’t say anything, so Wei WuXian took it as a silent confirmation. He sat down at the desk, “I wonder if that restaurant is still open. In the past, we always ate there, or else if we only ate your sect’s food, I might not even have pulled through those few months. Oh just look at this. This is what a sect banquet should really be.” Lan WangJi, “‘We’?” Wei WuXian, “Jiang Cheng and I. Sometimes Nie HuaiSang and the other few as well.” Sweeping his eyes over Lan WangJi, Wei WuXian grinned, “Why are you looking at me like this? HanGuang-Jun, don’t forget. Back then I’ve invited you to dine out together before. How passionately I tried! You were the one who refused to go. Every time I talked to you you’d glare at me, and everything you said started with a ��no’. I’ve really met so many obstacles. I haven’t even squared things with you yet, and here you are unhappy. Speaking of it...”

—Chapt. 116: Banquet Extra, exr

Lan WangJi wasn’t someone who liked to decline things too many times, either. After some thought, he ordered. Wei WuXian heard him say the names of a few dishes monotonously and laughed, “Not bad, Lan Zhan. I thought you folks from Gusu don’t eat spicy things. You have quite a strong palate, don’t you? You want a drink?”

—Chapt. 74: Distance, exr

Finally, under all the pestering, Lan WangJi couldn’t keep his cool any longer. He held his hand, “I have already.” “Huh?” Wei WuXian was surprised, “You’ve cooked for me already? When? What did you make? How come I don’t remember?” Lan WangJi, “The sect banquet.” “...” Wei WuXian, “That night, the dishes I thought you bought from the Hunan place at Caiyi Town, you made them with your own hands?” Lan WangJi, “Mn.”

—Chapt. 125: Lotus Seed Pod Extra, exr

About common snacks from Yunmeng:

Wei Wuxian swam to the side of the spring and leaned against the limestone, his arm resting over it. “I’m always very loyal to my friends. For example, when I get a new book of porn, I’ll absolutely let you look at it first...hey, hey, come back! You don’t have to look. Have you ever visited Yunmeng? It’s a really fun place and the food’s really good. I don’t know if this is a problem with Gusu or the Cloud Recesses, but for whatever reason, your clan’s food is way too unappetizing. If you come to Lotus Pier, you’ll be able to eat all kinds of delicious things. I’ll take you to pick lotuses and water chestnuts. Lan Zhan, will you come?”

—Chapt. 18: Elegance VIII, fanyiyi

Wei WuXian spat out a seed, “It’s fun to think of [Lan Zhan]. You don’t even know—he’s just too amusing. I told him, ‘Your sect’s food is disgusting. I’d rather eat stir-fried watermelon peel than eat your food. If you have time, come have fun with us at Lotus Pier...'”

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With no surprise, Lan WangJi spoke up. He called, “Brother.” Lan XiChen, “What is it?” Lan WangJi, “Have you had watermelon peel before?” “...” Lan XiChen, “Is watermelon peel edible?” After a moment of silence, Lan WangJi replied, “I heard it can be stir-fried.” ... The woman choked as she heard it, “So far?! You took a long time getting here, didn’t you? If you really want to eat lotus seed, you should go buy some in the streets. There are plenty.” Lan WangJi was just about to turn around when he heard this and stopped, “The lotus seed pods sold on the streets do not have stems on them.” The woman was amused, “Do they have to have stems on them? It’s not like they taste any different.” Lan WangJi, “They do.” “They don’t!” Lan WangJi insisted, “They do. Somebody told me they do.”

—Chapt. 126: Yunmeng Extra, exr

About his childhood:

Wei WuXian lowered his head for a bite, “Back in the days, I never had to pay for street food. I just grabbed what I wanted, whenever I wanted. I’d eat as I walked or just grab one and run. At the end of every month, the street vendors would go directly to Uncle Jiang with the bills.” ... He very much wanted to show Lan WangJi all the places he’d been to while growing up —where he’d played at, fought at, rolled at— and tell him about all the funny, terrible, mischievous things he’d done —the people he’d fought, the things he’d nabbed, the pheasants he’d chased. He would then watch for the slightest variation of expression on Lan WangJi’s face, anticipating his every reaction.

—Chapt. 86: Core Part 8, boat-full-of-lotus-pods

‘Lan WangJi of Gusu, Wei WuXian of Yunmeng, was here!’ Looking pleased, Lan WangJi finally took Bichen back. After a pause, however, he raised the sword to the wall again. This time, he didn’t write anything. Instead, he drew. With a few strokes of sword glares, two small figures emerged on the wall with their head snuggled close together, as if sharing a kiss. Seeing such refined strokes creating such vulgar imagery, Wei WuXian lowered his head and slapped himself on the forehead. Petty theft and vandalisms, writing and drawing on walls...... Now he was confident he knew what was going on— Earlier in the Lotus Pier, Wei WuXian had told Lan WangJi many stories detailing his youth and all the funny, crazy things he had done. With the Gusu Lan Sect’s strict sect rules, Lan WangJi probably had never had the chance to go wild like this while growing up. He must have remembered everything that Wei WuXian had told him, and was now reliving every single thing while drunk. This had got to be the case; even the contents of Lan WangJi’s doodles mirrored what Wei WuXian had told him!

—Chapt. 94: Sleeplessness Part 5, boat-full-of-lotus-pods

Of course it did. Ever since age eleven, Wei WuXian had been stealing lotus pods and water chestnuts all over Yungmeng from every pond that ever grew them. He had washed his hands clean for years now, but since the need for sustenance arose for their trip, Wei WuXian had no choice but to return to his old ways. Lan WangJi commented lightly, “I hear that every lotus pond in the area belongs to someone.” “......” Wei WuXian laughed, “Hahahahahaha is that so? What a pity. You sure hear a lot of things. I’ve never even heard of them. Then let’s leave this place.” With his scheme foiled, Wei WuXian was of course too embarrassed now to drag Lan WangJi into juvenile delinquency with him. To have the righteous, exemplary HanGuang-Jun eat stolen lotus pods off someone else’s pond—it sounded too preposterous even to his own ears. Just as Wei WuXian was about to sheepishly steer them away, Lan WangJi reached out a hand and pinched off a lotus pod on his own. He offered the lotus pod to Wei WuXian and said, “Just this once.”

—Chapt. 90: Sleeplessness Part 1, boat-full-of-lotus-pods

Pt. 1

#xiantober #mdzs #human metas mxtx #happy bday wwx from your husband 🩵

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poorlittleyaoyao · 8 months ago

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Didn't want to derail that last post since it's specifically about novel canon, but it got me thinking about the ramifications of the changes that the drama makes:

CQL Mianmian is a Jin disciple. I like this change overall because it facilitates her being a larger part of the narrative and implies that Jin Zixuan has a life outside of being That Rich Guy Wei Wuxian Hates. Still, as is also the case with Meng Yao and Lan Xichen due to them meeting earlier, it means that Jin Zixuan is defending someone already dear to him rather than protecting a stranger simply because it's the right thing to do. Don't shrug off his heroism yet, though, because...

A nameless Jin disciple is the one who tries to hand over Mianmian. Jin Zixuan (and only Jin Zixuan) strikes him down and says in disgust that he can't believe the Jin clan contains such cowards, or something like that. However, Mianmian herself reminds Jin Zixuan when they're giving up their swords that they're under orders from their sect leader to comply with whatever the Wen clan asks of them. Jin Zixuan's choice to defend Mianmian is potentially in defiance of his father's directive. (Why is Jin Zixuan willing to disobey his dad here but stays awkwardly silent during his family's BS at the Phoenix Mountain hunt and conference later on? Well, his dad's not in the room with him here.)

Su She is not involved here, as Lan Wangji is the sole representative from Gusu Lan. The selfishness/cowardice of trying to feed Mianmian to a monster is replaced with his (more socially unacceptable in-universe but IMO more sympathetic to the viewer) revealing the Cold Pond Cave secret. There aren't any Lans standing by as nobody but Lan Wangji does the right thing.

The hostages generally show a lot of solidarity! After Wen Chao punts Wei Wuxian deeper into the cave, everyone else climbs down after him. None of them responds to Wen Chao shouting questions from up above, forcing the Wen guards to climb down to their level to investigate. The Jin guy attacking Mianmian is an outlier, indicating a problem with Lanling Jin culture rather than the jianghu as a whole. They cooperate well when it's time to band together and escape!

So the takeaway in CQL canon isn't that everyone is a coward or overly concerned with politics except for the protagonist, his love interest, and Jin Zixuan for some reason, but more like... here are these young people and future leaders who are fully capable of acting together for the good of the group. They refuse to comply with their captors despite being unarmed, and they'll convince the older generation to take action against the Wen clan. (Nie Mingjue, the only sect leader who's part of the younger generation without an older relative's influence, has already been in open conflict with them.) And isn't it a shame, then, that Jin Guangshan--and his sect culture that would've excused feeding one of his own disciples to a demon turtle--is going to crush all of this.

*I initially assumed, when I started making this post, that Cloud Recesses in the novel gets burned after the indoctrination in retaliation for Lan Wangji's part in killing the Xuanwu of Slaughter. But the wiki timeline has the indoctrination still coming after Cloud Recesses is attacked? If that's the case, how do the Lan have that many disciples to send?

#I was so happy to get to consult my dumb little notebook with all the watch notes in it

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wangxianficfinder · 11 months ago

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Fic Finder

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1. For fic finder: Instead of the Sunshot Campaign it is the western vs eastern clans who war. WWX and LWJ are on opposite sides but they recognize each other as honorable. At one point they work together to stop a village from getting flooded/some natural disaster. After the war I think LWJ asks for WWX as a war prize? Thank you!

FOUND! Crossing Paths by Ilona22 (M, 21k, wangxian, shapeshifter au, graphic depictions of violence, war between sects, war crimes, not JC friendly, happy ending)

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2. Hello! I hope you can help me find this fic.

All I can remember is that it is a Post canon married life wherein wwx and lwj get into a huge fight (love quarrel). I think the fight was about wwx safety (lwj getting mad and so on)

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3. Hey, I would like to find a fanfic from the MDZS fandom that I once read on ao3. It was about how Jiang Cheng almost strangled Wei Wuxian after the lotus pier fell. He didn't help him, he just left him. He told others that Wei Wuxian was dead and did not admit to his actions. Lan Wangji then went to look for Wei Wuxian. He found him lying in the forest and thought he was dead. However, it turned out that the boy was still alive, but barely. He came back with him and I think that's when the truth came out and Gusu Lan became very protective of Wei Wuxian. I don't remember if it was a completed fanfic. Thank you in advance for helping me with my search. @braveavocadosstuff

FOUND? 🔒 a star called sun by thelastdboy (E, 120k, wangxian, SL/XXC, JC & JYL & WWX, JYL & LWJ, WWX & WN & WQ, JYL/JZX, Canon Divergence after Xuanwu Cave, Fall of Lotus Pier, But worse!, Power Imbalance, It Gets Worse Before It Gets Better, Not Everyone Dies AU, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Canon-Typical Violence, Sunshot Campaign, Miscommunication, Heavy Angst with a Happy Ending, Slow Burn, Major Character Injury, Loss of Limbs, Chronic Illness, Seizures, WWX's Three Months in the Burial Mounds, Wēn Remnants Live, Wēn Remnants Deserve Better, WWX Creates a Sect | Yílíng Wèi Sect, Additional Warnings In Author's Note, Hurt/Comfort, Selectively Mute LWJ, Service Animals, Crows)

FOUND? Bright Voice Roughly Rendered Softly Silent by Preludian_Staves (T, 26k, WangXian, Canon-Typical Violence, Canon Divergence, No Golden Core Transfer, Muteness, Hurt/Comfort, Getting Together, Not JC Friendly, Confessions, Angst, Choking, Red String of Fate, Appearances by Paperman!WWX, Inventor WWX, Good Uncle LQR, WWX goes to Cloud Recesses, Feelings Realization, Caretaking, Supportive Lan Family, Genius WWX, Angst with a Happy Ending, WangXian Get a Happy Ending, Protective LWJ, Protective Lan Family, Character Death (not wwx or lwj))

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4. Hello! For ficfinder, whenever you have the time. I have searched the female lan zhan/female Wei ying tag up and down for a fic I very distinctly remember reading. It was about a typical straight girl wei ying never org/asming, and so wen qing and mianmian set her up with well known lesbian icon Lan Zhan. And that conversation was in the fic summary, and there was a whole sequel with Wei ying coming out to jyl and jc. But I cannot find it, any help would be appreciated. (Even just finding out it’s been deleted)

FOUND! sideways by vesna (mrsronweasley) (E, 20k, wangxian, F/F, Modern, Cisswap, butch dyke LWJ, Casual Sex, not so casual sex, many many orgasms, Fingerfucking, Cunnilingus, strap-on sex, So much kissing, WWX gets rekt, straight girl WWX, except for how she isn't)

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5. Hi! Thank you so much for all you do. Could you help me relocate this fic in which wwx finds out that instead of QHJ, the twin jades were actually conceived by other elders that broke their mother's seclusion so wwx takes revenge on their and their mothers behalf and puts the fear of well, himself, into those assholes? I can't remember what it was called but I feel like it was from LQRs pov (could be wrong tho). Thank you!!

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6. There's this fic that I read so long ago and I wish to read it again but I can't seem to find it. it was Wangxian and Wei Wuxian had his own sect in the burial mounds and I think they come down to Lanling or Yunmeng for a ceremony or competition. A-Yuan is a competitor and so is Jin Ling, Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian talk about what happened in the burial mound and how they had survived.

FOUND? The Murder of Crows by cerbykerby (M, 101k, wangxian, slow burn, pining, yiling wei sect au, fluff & angst, dark, romance, WIP)

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7. Hello. I wanted a wangxian fic where lanzhan is the teacher and the juniors are his students. But they don't know that he is married. They make a group chat and later they get to know that lan yuan is lanzhans son, but he doesn't say anything about his other dad to his friends later when they get to know they ask him through chat.. At last they all get to know that jin ling is wei yings nephew. Its basically a chat type story. Please help me find it.

FOUND? Yearning by Sanguis (T, 9k, WangXian, LingYi, Modern AU, Professors, Established Relationship, Married Couple, Bunnies, Pre-Relationship Secrets)

FOUND? The Mystery of Professor Lan's and Professor Wei's private lives by SilverBells (G, 7k, WangXian, Modern AU, online classes AU, Fluff, University AU, University second year LSZ, Humour)

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8. Hi!!! Luv ur blog sm! So I'm looking for a fic. I'm pretty sure its a twt threadfix where wwx d-words and reincarnates as a fox. Then he lives near cloud recesses with his fox family. He moved to the buny meadow and then later on ascends? or cultivates a human body becoming a huli jing. @fluffiestfluffer

FOUND! Pin the tail on the fox by RMoonberry (Not rated, 40k, wangxian, WIP, fox WWX, Reincarnation, Good Uncle LQR, WWX is too attractive huli jing, Light Angst, LXC is very naive, WWX & JC's reconciliation, the family feels, Misunderstandings, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, WWX is pampered, Typical Canon Violence, Spirit Animals, Shapeshifter, Canon Divergence, white hair WWX, Non-consensual drug use, historical inaccuracy, mythical beasts, Implied Torture, Inaccurate use of medicines)

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9. Very good, I love your content and I wanted to know if you or your followers could help me find some fanfic.

A) -I remember that a wangxian is about demons and angels where both sides are in conflict and lan wangji along with his brother his brother are the heirs of the angels and wei wuxian is the heir of the demons a succubus if not wrong and Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian meet in the human world and fall in love even though their families are enemies.

B) - I don't remember if it was a modern Lan Zhan or Wang Jibo but it is about her traveling to the universe of ancient Mo Dao Zu Shi as Lan Wangji, second heir of Gusu Lan and how the world changes and her relationship with Wei Wuxian with her presence. and the decisions he makes, although I don't remember if he knows what world he is in or if he doesn't know what world he is in or if he was a wangxian or xianwang, that would be what I remember and it's a bit vague, sorry.

C) -and the last one is about the characters in mo dao zu shi are trapped in a room or it was a barrier well the thing is that they don't know why and they are made to see what a future would be like where lan wangji is the one who manages the resentful energy and what's more he is a xianwang.

I'm sorry if I'm bothering you, it's because I've been looking for them and I can't find them and I haven't even finished reading. You would be very helpful to me if you could help me. @alfithia

9A)

FOUND? The World Ends Eventually, So Come with Me by ValorousOwl (M, 14k, WIP, WangXian, Angels and Demons AU, Mpreg, Canon-Typical Violence, loosely based on Tete's Angels and Demons art, Succubus!WWX, Angel!LWJ, Eventual WangXian, and also past wangxian, I feel like I need to tag religious trauma, OOC behavior, Memory Alteration, Gaslighting)

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10. Hi! Please help me find this old fic. Unfortunately, i dont remember much. It's space au i think. WW wakes up in his space ship after long sleep (?). Then he found another spaceship and find out that spaceship hold many children. Those children is experimented to have an animal feature/abilities. There are the junior (i dont remember if its junior quartet or trio). WWX then rescue those children. Then he search for another spaceship that contain experimented children. There are cameo of hualian and bingqiu. I dont remember if its completed story or a WIP.

Thank you! @idontknowwhattowriteforusername

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11. 👋 Hello

I'm looking for fics where wwx actually answered inquiry and people discovered the secrets and truths. Thank you 😊 @karinasnowwwx

FOUND? just because it's what i am by kokozy (G, 4k, wangxian, Thirteen Years of WWX's Death, Ghost WWX, Song: Inquiry, Truth comes to light, Revelations, Golden Core Reveal, Canon Divergence, Canonical Character Death, Angst, Sad with a Happy Ending)

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12. I've got an oddly specific nsfw fic to find. There's a bottomji fic out there somewhere in which WWX asks LWJ to go soft during sex through sheer willpower? Fairly certain he manages it. I can't get it off my mind lately, so if anyone knows the title, I'd be very grateful! Thank you @kedaliya

FOUND! Shiver by anaphoricae (E, 119k, WangXian, Modern AU, Dom/sub, Dominant WWX, Submissive LWJ, Friends With Benefits, Pining while fucking, Brief mentions of LWJ/others and WWX/others, Co-workers, Praise Kink, POV LWJ, Exhibitionism, Rope Bondage, Office Sex, Rope Bunny LWJ, Semi-Public Sex, Spit As Lube, Aftercare, Intercrural Sex, Light Angst, Blow Jobs, Snowballing, Service Submission, (but it's very light. like. they dip their toes in it), Lingerie, Jealous WWX, Subspace, Cock Rings, not a Subdrop but not exactly a Sublift either, Cock Warming, Collars, Angst, Power Play, Orgasm Control, Miscommunication, Face Slapping, Impact Play, Rigger WWX, BDSM fetish party, Public Blow Jobs, Rope Suspension, Cuddlefucking, Fluff, Porn with Feelings, Choking, Body Worship, Jealous LWJ) chapter 3

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13. For ff: Hi! I am looking for a fic I read about two years back. WWX and the Wens planted a ton of red spider lilies (corpse flowers) all throughout the Burial Mounds. I think they started with just one or two but WWX carefully tended the bulbs and they flourished. They might have also been medicinal? I think the fic is set after WWX dies because I remember the other clan cultivators coming and looking through the town and being amazed at the flowers. Maybe Wen Ning was there too? Thank you!

FOUND? Awaiting Your Return by Karmiya (E, 126k, wangxian, Burial Mounds Settlement Days, the opposite of slow burn, Found Family, Canon Divergence, Age Difference, discussions of WWX's canonical abusive childhood)

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14. and if Lán Zhan | Lán Wàngjī placed in front of the sword in the tombs and not Jiang Yanli to protect Weiying.

Please, I've been looking for this Fanfic on Ao3 for days and I can't find it. @lluyvernno

FOUND? If I Could Go Back in Time by Runningbarefoot (M, 122k, wangxian, JC & JYL & WWX, LXC/NMJ, LXC & LWJ, LXC & WWX, Canon Divergence, Role Reversal, Not Everyone Dies AU, This Is Why We Can't Have Nice Things, Pining, Angst with a Happy Ending, Grief/Mourning, Loss, YLLZ WWX, Eventual Happy Ending, The Twin Jade Brotherhood, Hurt/Comfort, Healing, Canon-Typical Violence, Character Study, Twin Prides of Yúnmèng Dynamics, Slow Burn)

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15. Hello! I hope you are having a great day!

I apologize but I also hope you can help me find these 5 fics (I’m sorry) that keeps getting to my head (which made wanted to read again but can’t find it). Thank you so much.

A.) Juniors ask LSZ what does WWX look in his old body and LSZ paints him. Juniors did not believe that painting until one day WWX got his old body back and Juniors were shocked

B.) I remember LWJ travel back in time and ask people in gusu that he’ll stay there until his husband fetch him. I also remember young lwj getting jealous because young wwx is close to old lwj

C.) About juniors where in I think they are in a night hunt. I remember LSZ doesn’t want to remove his robe when injured because he doesn’t want the juniors especially jin ling that he is a wen and had the burned mark logo on his chest.

D.) Married wangxian wherein there is a Clan (full of girls) who are homophobics that needed their help. I only remember a scene where wwx got jealous and very angry because the girl from that clan keeps trying to steal LWJ from him.

E.) I remember people got wwx journal and reads it. And found out what his conditions and the whens. I also remember there is a page in wwx journal filled with Blood and really bad handwriting (i think it was the last page)

15A)

FOUND! Transcend by covalentbonds (not rated, 7k, WIP, WangXian, Post-Canon, Fluff and Humor, Smut)

15B)

FOUND! 💖 From the Future for the Past by friedchickenlord (G, 27k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Time Travel Fix-It, First Love, Love Confessions, Fluff and Humor, teen wangxian meet adult wangxian, Happy Ending, Denial, Mutual Pining)

15D)

FOUND! Just As Much by Gemiblu (E, 23k, WangXian, Jealousy, Boys In Love, Homophobia, demonic cultivation bondage, Power Bottom WWX, Cockblocking, Semi-Public Sex, Crying During Sex, Intimacy, New World, Female Characters, Casual Intimacy, mentions of non-canon character death, description of violent acts, post marriage, Explicit Sexual Content, Kissing, Affection, supportive married couple, Pet Names, YLLZ WWX)

15E)

FOUND! dormiveglia (in between sleeping and waking) by comforting_monachopsis (M, 13k, WangXian, XuanLi, Diary/Journal, Golden Core Reveal, Canonical Child Abuse, Canonical Character Death, YLLZ WWX, Oblivious WWX, Protective WWX, WWX Needs a Hug, Grief/Mourning, Burial Mounds Settlement Days, Sort Of, Dysfunctional Family, Family Issues, Thirteen Years of WWX’s Death, Dead WWX, Angst and Tragedy)

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16. Hi! Please help me find this fic. Its modern cultivation au where WWX, WQ, WN called for a night hunt by a mayor. They are not the only one called, the mayor called Lan clan too to solve a problem that related to Mo manor (?). WWX has a past with Lan clan that make him have a grudge with them. So, 10 years ago, WWX and LWJ has a mission that resulted WWX hospitalized. He is poisoned (a deadly one) and almost died. But he didnt recieve a care because he is fired by the Lan because he was reported many times of misconduct by LWJ. The Lan clan too claimed that they already give a notice email that WWX didnt recieved. Back to present, LWJ who only heard of that story start to investigate and found out it was Su She who made WWX fired from the job

Thank you! @idontknowwhattowriteforusername

FOUND! Wish I could forget the taste of your skin and the feel of your hands pinning me down by KizuKatana (E, 63k, wangxian, WQ & WWX & WN, Modern Cultivation, weapons-grade thirst, Getting Back Together, Trying REALLY hard to not still like your Ex, but failing, BAMF WWX, BAMF LWJ, Canon Divergence, Case Fic, LWJ's canonically big dick, sort of a 'thirsting for your co-worker ex' vibe, it eventually gets worked out, Mutual Pining, Guest-starring LWJ’s canonically poor communication choices after romantic cave encounters, novel canon relationship dynamics, basically this fic is about escalating sexual tension)

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17. I have a description so I’m hoping it can be found bc I can’t personally find it myself for some reason: LZ & his brother are immortals who get caught up in a murder mystery w JC & WY. WY (& this I remember /super/ clearly) at one point sneaks into LZ’s attic & finds his old cultivation gear in addition to a portrait of YLLZ!WWX & is bitch slapped w/ memories of his past life. WY is on deaths door, also & LZ gives up his immortality so they can be together, as well. @arisuamichan

FOUND? I think this fic is "Monotone" by Seredemia and I think it was deleted. I only have a google drive link for it. The scene with the attic is in Chapter 19. -bluekittenfire

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18. Apologies for dropping this in right after you've posted a fic finder. I'm looking for two fics.

A) The first is where Lan Wangji, having learned Wei Wuxian has lost his core, uses an old technique that allows him to grow a second golden core (the idea being the user would absorb the second to make the original stronger), so he can donate one golden core to Wei Wuxian.

B) The second is where Wei Wuxian has been cursed or enchanted in some way that he can't remember Lan Wangji, who enters the Burial Mounds disguised as a new Wen so he can get to the bottom of it with the other Wens helping him in the ruse. There's a scene close to the end where he comes across Wei Wuxian being wooed by someone (think it was Su She) wearing his Wen disguise. It leads to a confrontation where Wei Wuxian tries to defend the false Lan Wangji against the real one and it leads to the spell breaking.

Thank you, and again, apologies for the poor timing!

18A)

NOT FOUND! 🧡 Discarded by teawater (E, 169k, WIP, WangXian, Lots of Angst, Hurt/Comfort, YLLZ WWX, Golden Core Reveal, Case Fic, Depression, Family Issues, Self-Esteem Issues, Self Confidence Issues, Self-Worth Issues, Angst with a Happy Ending, POV Multiple, BAMF WWX, dubious morals in the Lan sect, Feels, Pining, Grief, Fix-It, BAMF LWJ)

FOUND! these colours fade for you only by doodlebutt (T, 36k, wangxian, fix-it, fluff & angst, happy ending, WWX gets a new core, hurt/comfort, slow burn, pining, canon-typical violence & gore)

18B)

I have recently read 18B 😭😭😭 I wish there was a way to filter search history. Can the asker please bookmark this post cause I'll come back there to post it when I find it.

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19. Hello hello hello

I am looking for a fic I’m 90% I found on y’all’s blog and I meant to bookmark it for later and I didn’t and so now it is lost. 😔. But the summary was something like a negotiation between WWX and LWG and WWX makes a joke that goes along the lines of “well if you want nothing else then I’ll have to offer you my body.” And then LWG’s eyes like darken or something and WWX is like “oh you do want that.”

I hope this is enough and makes sense.

Y’all do gods work btw and it’s greatly appreciated 🫡🫡🫡

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20. Hey :), I'm just trying to find an all old fic where Wei Wuxian didn't get torn to pieces and instead ended up immortalised. I half suspect that it was removed from ao3 but the details are as follows: wwx 'dies' but is found breathing, the cultivation world examines his body and finds him at gates of immortality essentially.

At this point JC figures out the core thing because they build a shrine for him and bring suiban (still sealed but he can remove it) and LQR does too (independently examing the body). When demonic cultivation starts being a problem again LQR starts a rumour that they need to "fight fire with fire' and efforts begin after 13 years to resurect Wei Ying. He wakes up mad, storms into a conference and LWJ follows him out when he storms out. He bumps into Jingyi at the koi tower steps, later down the line adopts Mo XuanYi from the Mo village (joking that his name is stranger isntead of saying hes the YLZ), end up wearing lwj overrobe at one point and finally once again travelling with LY and LJY.

Plot really picks up when they enter the town which was affected by the demonic cultivation. It is deserted, but they encounter the being that tormented him in the burial mound, XY, and other new-immortals. Its revelead immortality is gained through suffering like WWX had and he's forced to accept a demonic core to save JC and JL. He dies once again in Gusu but LWJ keeps pooling qi into him, which makes his resurrection faster.

I'll stop here cause this is getting a bit long, but I hope this is enough for you to help me find the fic. THANK U SO MUCH! @geminimind05

FOUND! If One for you, then One for us by KusakabeNAyako (T, 85k, wangxian, WIP, Canon Divergence, WWX has no time for your shit, He died alredy leave him be, fucking up canon, WN is precious Cinnamon roll, WWX is precious cinnamon roll, Rape/Non-con Elements, YLLZ WWX)

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#wangxian #mdzs #wangxian fic finder #wangxian fic search #the untamed #wangxianficfinder #long post

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wangxianficrecs · 11 months ago

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Rewind 2023 - Follower Recs Part II

WangxianFicRecs - Rewind 2023

Before the year ends, we want to share more recs of your favourite stories that were published this year. All these recs were submitted to WangxianFicRecs anonymously and most of them without further comments, so you will have to check them out yourself~

Rewind 2023 - Follower Recs Part I

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After I Met You

by Amandyalmonds

M, WIP, 78k, Wangxian

Summary: "They’re not going to go through with the marriage proposal though, right?” Jiang Cheng reasoned. “You’re ours. And surely the Lan sect wouldn’t want a huli jing, let alone the famed Hanguang-jun.” “Exactly," Wei Wuxian said with a grin. "The Lans are too stuck up to know how to handle someone like me, and they won’t risk forcing their precious Hanguang-jun into such a marriage.” Or, after the end of the war, Wei Wuxian is offered as the last known huli jing to marry into the Lan royal family. The only problem is that Wei Wuxian has never met the man he's marrying, and he's not sure he'll survive in a palace with over three-thousand rules.

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it rains, it pours

by jublis

Not rated, 130k, Wangxian

Summary: Wei Wuxian dashes across the distance that separates him from his husband, like a child running through the dark as if that would lessen its existence. He grabs Lan Zhan’s hand and holds the arm close to his side, to a soft breath of laughter. “Come on, Hanguang-jun,” he half-whispers, because the atmosphere seems to call for it. “Light the way for us.” (Wei Wuxian has scarcely known fear to be gentle — and still. It's as if there’s something murmuring down the hallway, behind the closed door, next to the window in this howling storm: I’m here, I’m here, I’ve always been here…) Or, as Wei Wuxian starts to look into the reasons behind the unsettling notion that something is not quite right, something else starts to look back.

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Take My Pieces, Make Me Whole

by InTheGreySpaces (@inthegreyspaces)

M, WIP, 203k, Wangxian

Summary: Lan Wangji reunites with Wei Wuxian in Yiling only to discover that their union in Xuanwu's Cave nearly three years ago had an outcome he never could have anticipated. Instead of leaving the Burial Mounds that evening, Lan Wangji stays, and his actions set in motion a series of events that will save Wei Wuxian and the Wens. But first, he must battle Wei Wuxian's own lack of self-worth, the clutching hold the resentful dead are determined to keep on their champion, the greed of Jin Guangshan, Jin Guangyao's machinations, his own Uncle's unbending disapproval, and the hatred of the Cultivation World. However, friends and allies are found in the least likeliest of places, and eventually, there is a light at the end of the single-log bridge.

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The Housewife's Guide to Causing Chaos

by dvasva (@dvasva)

M, WIP, 127k, Wangxian | Kay's Rec

Summary: “Of all the rotten luck I could have!" Outside, in between the gentle embrace of an imposing misty mountain and the caress of soft wind, stood the Cloud Recesses. It wasn’t a section that Wei Wuxian had recognized from his time in the sect, but the motifs of clouds and cranes in the buildings, the impeccable feng shui and carefully manicured paths, and the utter silence as the sect members slept peacefully, all burned themselves into Wei Wuxian’s eyes. No wonder the curtains were so firmly nailed to the walls! Any bit of demonic energy escaping the room could call down a veritable army of righteous cultivators! What sort of person in their right mind would dare to summon a spirit into their own body using resentful energy in the Cloud Recesses of all places? What kind of person would scoff so rudely at the Lan Clans most important rule, ‘Do not fraternize with evil?’ After being dead for four years, Wei Wuxian wakes up in a body he doesn't really feel comfortable with, in a place that he's sure wants him dead, and married to a man who surely hates him.

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A Hop, Skip, and a Jump

by Prince_Enby (@enbiart)

T, WIP, 47k, Wangxian & LSZ/OYZZ

Summary: Two years after the events of Guanyin Temple, the Junior Quartet unknowingly walk into an array during a night hunt, and walk out into the middle of a war. None of them are even slightly prepared to deal with the opportunity dropped into their laps - and yet, despite it all, Ouyang Zizhen's biggest concern is somehow still the fact that everyone thinks he and Lan Sizhui are married.

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fans for hanguang-jun

by saltyfeathers

M, 21k, Wangxian

Summary: “What I mean,” Wei Wuxian repeats with as much gravitas as he can muster, “is that every single day in their marriage bed, the Yiling Laozu sp—spears open the most esteemed Hanguang-jun on his—his mmmmmmonster cock!!!” wei wuxian gets kidnapped by a team of belligerent bottoms.

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not wx in the fic

ruin this on me

by loosingletters (@loosingmoreletters)

E, 2k, MXY/WWX/XY

Summary: Mo Xuanyu raises his head from Wei Wuxian’s shoulder to mouth at the exposed skin at his neck, leaving bruises and red stains from his lip balm. He forewent the white foundation today; it is more of a hassle in bed than an enhancement, and he carefully avoids the delicately painted huadian from smearing. Wei Wuxian exhales, not quite a moan yet, and Mo Xuanyu grins against his skin before biting down. The Yiling Laozu is a kind master, sweet to his heir and family, but he is not a gentle man. His breathing hitches at the sudden pain, an approval on its own. Or, Mo Xuanyu pays special attention to his sect leader and shixiong.

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the past drifts away with the waves

by thelastdboy (@thelastdboyy)

E, WIP, 28k, Wangxian

Summary: The next time Wei Wuxian became aware of his surroundings and was able to form semi-coherent thoughts, Wen Zhuliu had just finished tying weights to his feet. Both his arm and his back were still bleeding and he felt as if he had been flayed. “Should I make it quick?” Wen Zhuliu asked him, offering a small mercy. But Wei Wuxian shook his head. “Give me your worst,” he snarled, his teeth coated in blood from where he had bitten his tongue at some point. “I will come back to end you all,” he promised darkly. “Very well,” Wen Zhuliu merely said and drowned him. Or: Yu Ziyuan cuts off Wei Wuxian's hand to appease the Wens. He gets drowned in the lake behind Lotus Pier and resentful energy transforms him into a river spirit. After avenging his own death, he finds his way to Yiling.

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this story plus the lovely podfic

if this one could be ransomed

by harborshore

T, 2k, Wangxian

[podfic] if this one could be ransomed

by jennisaisquoi (@jennisaisquoi79)

T, 10-20 Minutes, Wangxian

Summary: Lan Wangji is too late to save A-Yuan. Sick with grief and pain, he throws himself back in time to try again. But he goes back too far.

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a thousand lifetimes

by SapphyreLily (@sapphyrelily)

G, 2k, Wangxian

Summary: Immortal Sizhui doesn't always go looking for the reincarnations of his fathers, but they always find him, in the end.

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(Please REBLOG as a signal boost for these hard-working authors if you like – or think others might like – these stories.)

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yiling-laozu-is-loml · 3 months ago

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For the danmei fanfic nightclub: XiXian angst possibly prisoner of war canon divergence.

How dare you make me inspired to write ten minutes after waking up? Suffer now!

Cw/Tw: warnings, heavy angst, psychological torture, isolation, self-loathing, suicidal thoughts, near-death experience. Hopeful ending because I am not entirely a monster!

Word Count: 3.2K

“The Lan Clan’s losses can never be compensated, even in a hundred years which is why the Jiang Clan has come up with something. We only hope this formal apology serves to restore the relationship between YunmengJiang and GusuLan. We also wish for Hanguang-jun to have a smooth transition and a better life in his next reincarnation.” Wei Wuxian would joke about how he was proud that Jiang Cheng managed to stay civil and formal at the same time and for such a long time-

“What is it that you’re offering?” Trust Lan Qiren to never waste time with skippable formalities.

“Wei Wuxian, Hanguang-jun’s murderer as a prisoner of war. This will be the last time we will do anything related to Wei Wuxian again. He is under your care now and you may feel fit to do whatever,” he spat the last word towards Wei Wuxian.

-if only he weren’t being sent to his slaughter amidst the internal cheering of the cultivation world.

“We accept, but instead of a prisoner to be tortured, I would like to take Wei Wuxian as my lawful spouse. I would love to live a long life with him. There is no resentment in Cloud Recesses to cloud his mind after all,” Lan Xichen spoke evenly but even from a distance Wei Wuxian could see the gleam of hatred in his eyes. Oh yes, he understood what the Lan Clan Leader was doing. Torture and killing him wouldn’t last as long as a marriage and captivity in the clan would. He would be proud of Lan Xichen for finally showing his true emotions if he wasn’t in danger.

“Lan-zongzhu is most merciful.” He bowed, trying not to clench his fists. There was nothing more he could do. He was Lan Xichen’s to do with as he wished and from the look in his future husband’s eyes, Wei Wuxian would suffer for years. But that’s alright. It’s what he deserves and worse. For being the reason Lan Wangji died. For telling him he was going to destroy the Yin Hu Fu and the mechanics behind it and for letting his guard down around a man so determined to stick around him.

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He finished his three bows without fanfare the next day and moved into the Hanshi a few hours later. With everyone he cared for dead and everything important to him having been burned in Lotus Pier years ago, it didn’t take long. He only had to bring himself.

“You’ll sleep on the floor near the brazier,” Lan Xichen informed him and Wei Wuxian gulped before offering a small bow. “The Clan leader needs to look like the paragon of the Clan as such, I must take care of myself before anyone else. I am sure you understand how politics and gossip work, Yiling Laozu.”

He didn’t, and on the off chance he did, he didn’t care about what people thought anyway but he nodded to show he understood.

“Well, I hope you see him in your dreams tonight because I am sure he would’ve loved to see you in his.” It was said lightly but Wei Wuxian understood it for the curse it was. Not even half a day had passed since his sham of a marriage and his husband had already cursed him to nightmares.

“Have a pleasant rest, Lan-zongzhu,” he responded, settling his tired body near the brazier.

The next few weeks were a blur of doing nothing, getting sneered at by everyone and thinking of Lan Wangji. It always got worse if he would look in a direction and remember what Lan Wangji had done in that area years ago. He could picture him stomping around in that elegant manner of his in his mind and it never got easier, knowing he was never coming back.

Because he had learned to be a self-sacrificing fool from staying with him. Wei Wuxian would cuss him out if he wasn’t worried about how every one of his actions could affect his reincarnation. He probably thought too highly of his influence with fate but it was better to be careful.

The constant ache of feeling like something was missing, something was wrong, the nightmares and the bland GusuLan fare that was surprisingly not poisoned caused his health to decline steadily. He lost weight, his body ached constantly and his mind was in tatters, warring with immense guilt and self-hatred at all times of the day. So it wasn’t a surprise when the thin line between his guilt and lack of self-worth finally snapped. Frankly, he was surprised it took two months.

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“Excess emotion is forbidden in the Cloud Recesses,” Lan Xichen reminded, as he found his husband with tears streaming down his face again. He didn’t even seem aware he was crying but didn’t look surprised as he wiped his face free of the residue of his guilt.

“Why are you being so cruel to me? You won't let me die and now you don’t want me to feel,” he whispered listlessly, the rays of the setting sun making the harsh lines of his face more pronounced. He had known his husband wasn’t eating but surely a cultivator of his calibre could practice inedia for weeks, couldn’t he?

“Every Clan member has to abide by the rules and you are part of the main family now.” He pointed out.

“I didn’t take you to be so skilled at torture, Zewu-jun, but I was wrong. You’re so good at this, aren’t you? Ordering the kitchens to send me food Lan Zhan used to like better, not stopping anyone from whispering and jeering and taunting my dead family, letting everyone remind me how I failed at being a father before I could ever become one… before I could ever save my A-Yuan.” He choked on a sob and Lan Xichen was surprised. Yuan-er, dead? Who was telling him such lies? “I really despise you.”

“That’s alright. The last person in our clan you seemed to like was my brother and we all know how that went.” It was instinct, lashing out at a husband who never fought back because the guilt of having a hand in his brother’s death was too much for him. If he hadn’t whipped Wangji. If he hadn’t left him unsupervised. If he hadn’t underestimated the depth of his brother’s feelings for Wei Wuxian… It was no wonder Wangji overexerted himself and reached the Burial Mounds before the siege did.

The pain on Wei Wuxian’s face made him stumble. The guilt on his face had left its mark on his once-youthful face. His eyes were dull, and his smile, ever-present in his teenage, was twisted into a loathing grin. One directed at himself.

No. Lan Xichen won't sympathize with that man. Doing so was the cause of his brother’s downfall. He needed to hate him forever and needed to ensure Wei Wuxian got what he deserved and more.

“I didn’t come here to talk to you, I came here to tell you we’re having tea with the elders today. Make yourself presentable. Your Lan robes are there, wear them.” Lan Qiren had gotten Wei Wuxian an ill-fitting –more now than before because of all the weight he had lost— set of robes, plain white to signify that while he was married to the leader, he was nothing more than a prisoner. An unwanted.

Lan Xichen should hate him, he really should. It’d make things easier. So why then, did hearing Wei Wuxian’s heart-wrenchingly agonized sobs make him want to cry too?

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“You are a disgrace upon this clan and to every cultivator alive! How dare you look at me with such an accusatory expression?” Elder Zhou yelled, breaking half a dozen rules about composure. Lan Xichen looked at his husband and realized the elder was right. Wei Wuxian was glaring at him. Could it be that he realized who argued with him the most to make sure he punished his brother with the discipline whip?

“You’re only lucky Xichen wanted you alive. Your status as his legal spouse is the only thing keeping us from seeking justice! You don’t deserve to take a single breath of Gusu’s air with all the crimes you’ve committed!” Elder Wang spoke up too and was it him or the Elders had invited them to tea solely to take turns hurling accusations at Wei Wuxian. He had thought this was a formality, yet there seemed to be a reasoning behind every carefully worded barb. And it was working. Wei Wuxian’s clenched hands were shaking, his lower lip was bleeding from how hard he was biting it and there was an unmistakable wetness in his eyes.

“I think that’s quite enough.” He stood up, offering Wei Wuxian his hand. His husband quietly followed his lead. “Don’t forget in whose presence you are because you all have broken two dozen rules so far. Submit yourself for punishment tomorrow.” And then he was leading Wei Wuxian out and away from the Elders. Should’ve done this earlier, a voice in his mind grumbled and he was tempted to agree.

But the damage was done because as soon as they were in the Hanshi, Wei Wuxian fell to his knees, clutching his robes. His surprise made him speechless.

“Kill me, please. I can't do this anymore. Everywhere I look, I see him, I remember the lives I snuffed out and I feel the guilt. It's been getting worse, Zewu-jun, I can no longer take a single breath without feeling weighed down by self-loathing, deserved as it is.” His voice was hoarse from the tears, his form bony from starving himself, yet the grip on his robes was unyielding and spoke of someone who used to have so much power. And now he had been reduced to begging.

“It's killing me, I know that was the purpose but the soul-crushing agony I feel is unbearable. I am going insane and I don’t want to become a danger to the Clan. I wouldn’t forgive myself if I hurt another soul again. So please, please kill me. End this farce and free yourself. Shatter my soul too after so I can never reincarnate again. I don’t have a golden core so it’d be easy and I know I don’t deserve to ask this of you but please make it quick. I want to have one last moment without pain-“

“Wei Wuxian, calm yourself!” He fell to his knees and grabbed his husband’s hands. “Take a deep breath and explain what you mean.” Because he couldn’t have heard that right. Wei Wuxian was the strongest cultivator alive, how could he be that without a golden core?

“I would if it’d make a difference but… I can't, I can't breathe I can’t-“ Lan Xichen realized too late. Wei Wuxian looked dead, his outward appearance reflecting on his mind’s condition. He was right because Wei Wuxian was on the brink of insanity and begging him to kill him so his people stayed safe.

“He’s good, he’s one of the best people out there, Xiongzhang, so please help me bring him to Gusu.”

Ah. So this is what Wangji meant back then. This is why his brother wouldn’t budge in his defences of the Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation.

I see it, I see it now, Wangji. But am I too late?

His eyes were a dull, lifeless grey. They seemed to be seeing through him. Wei Wuxian was dying. And most of it was his fault. He did this, he tortured the man his brother cared so deeply for with every member of the Clan. He should’ve felt happy, proud of breaking the feared Yiling Laozu. So why then, did the sight of Wei Wuxian almost dead make him feel like scum. Like a murderer. Like someone who killed an innocent.

Because that’s what his husband was. An Innocent. The pieces clicked in his mind. The rumours of Jiang Wanyin losing his core but coming back even stronger. The Demonic Cultivation. The pushing people away. The desire to stay away from Wangji yet be helpless to resist his light. The lack of Yin Hu Fu. The desire to keep one more person safe from his hands if that was the last thing he did.

Wei Wuxian had been innocent and Lan Xichen had committed a heinous, unforgivable crime.

“A-Ying, husband, I am here. I am here.” His hands were clutching at bony shoulders, pulling the man into his arms for a tight embrace. He held him as he shook, body wracked with sobs and unintelligible sounds of grief and guilt and he held him as his own eyes grew misty. He realized how every horrible thing that had happened to this poor, innocent man had his hand in it. He wasn’t any better than the things he was punishing Wei Wuxian for, was he? What was the purpose of being a Clan Leader, someone said to have infinite wisdom, both theoretical and real, if he was going to be blind in the face of his own guilt? He was a disgrace, he had tortured a man whose only crime was caring for others, and he had let others take part in his depraved schemes.

He was a monster.

“I am sorry, I am so sorry, please stay with me. Stay with me!” He couldn’t disguise the desperation in his voice as Wei Wuxian went slack against him. Would he be able to live with himself if Wei Wuxian died? Would he ever be able to face his brother with his hands tainted in his most cherished person’s blood? “A-Ying, A-Ying I am so sorry please don’t leave me, please! I’ll do anything you ask for, give you anything, please don’t go too, please please-“

He heard shouts in the background, he heard the word Qi Deviation being muttered and felt the oppressive feeling of untamed panic as the door to the Hanshi was kicked open. Yet his arms never let go of his husband, even when the world went dark.

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He sat up with a harsh breath, wondering where he was. Looking around didn’t tell him anything. He tried to remember what happened, where he was… It was then he noticed a weight on his left hand and turned to look at what had him in such a death grip.

Wei Wuxian slouched on the floor, seemingly asleep. But the grip on his hand was unyielding. It was also warm. Warm with life. Warm with proof that his husband was alive and that he had time to make amends and be a better person for him and Wangji.

“A-Ying,” he whispered, and Wei Wuxian sat up with a grumble, eyes red with interrupted sleep.

“Oh… I should call the healers since you’re awake,” he muttered and moved to get up. Xichen wasn’t having it, so he pulled Wei Wuxian towards him, making him stumble and fall onto him gracelessly.

“Don’t go yet, stay with me, A-Ying,” he whispered in his hair as his arms tightened around his husband. His husband. Wei Wuxian was his husband. How had he never realized how significant that fact was?

“I- alright?” And then he climbed into the bed and wrapped his arms around Xichen, offering him comfort he didn’t know he needed so badly.

“You’re alright. I didn't lose you…” He shuddered at the thought and felt Wei Wuxian look up at him. “You’re here…”

“I am.” Lying was forbidden in the Cloud Recesses after all. “Where am I?” He still felt disoriented, as if he wasn’t quite feeling or seeing everything around him yet. His head hurt and it made him realize he couldn’t feel his spiritual energy.

“I had to seal your spiritual energy so it wouldn’t harm your meridians. You were qi deviating and I didn’t know what to do. Turns out it was a good idea because Xiansheng told me I just saved your life. It’s a little fascinating, he said he had never thought of stopping a qi deviation fit before it killed or permanently rendered someone from cultivating by sealing the energy and forcing the disruption to contain itself and-“ He tuned out the rambling in favour of staring at his husband’s face. For the first time in years, he saw the passionate interest reminiscent of a scholar again.

The war had taken so much from them all. He had forgotten it had been taken from Wei Wuxian too. His core, his family, his standing in the world, the reputation of his deceased parents. It had taken the spark, the warmth that had made Wei Wuxian Wei Wuxian and none of them had realized.

Seeing him now, so alive and only because he had gotten over his pain and guilt to save Xichen’s life. Watching him gesturing minutely with his hands as if he could draw him a picture of every genius thought that crossed his mind to explain his thoughts better, Lan Xichen realized he was alright. Wei Wuxian was alive and so was he. Their relationship had been riddled with pain and guilt, doomed from the beginning. But maybe, just maybe, they could make something beautiful out of it.

Beautiful… It was the same word he could use to describe Wei Wuxian now, with his eyes full of life and his voice going hoarse from the constant rambling. His cheeks were flushed and he was panting as he stopped his tirade and looked at him with a look full of so much indignance he giggled.

“You’re not even pretending to listen to me!” He wailed dramatically, a triumphant smile touching his lips as Lan Xichen laughed again. So this was Wei Wuxian, the real Wei Wuxian. Someone who was so smart, not just in mind but in action. Someone who was kind and selfless. Someone who found joy in making others happy regardless of who they were and what wrongs they had committed in life.

Lan Xichen didn’t blame his brother anymore. He could see it. Feel the first dregs of infatuation coursing through his veins as Wei Wuxian pouted dramatically at him. Feel a stirring in his heart that could only be the foundation of love as he tightened his hold on his husband. Feel the warmth of a blush as it spread on Wei Wuxian’s cheeks and his ears as he leaned forward to kiss his forehead, whining about how unfair he was being, taking away his thoughts just like that.

“A-Ying,” he sighed and Wei Wuxian’s flush darkened as he looked away from him, a shy smile touching his lips as he hugged him back harder with utmost nonchalance.

“A-Huan…” It was Xichen’s turn to freeze, his face beginning to burn and Wei Wuxian cackled inelegantly in his embrace.

They would be alright. There was a mountain of hurt between them, unanswered questions, withheld knowledge, the grief of losing Wangji, and the lingering effects of war, too. But for once, Xichen was convinced, his optimism not unfounded.

They would be alright and they would be happy. It would take time but he was sure of it, surer than he had ever been of anything.

He smiled down at his husband and pulled him to rest against him, a hand moving to stroke his hair. Wei Wuxian sighed softly and began the process of lecturing him about being reckless and following in his example of idiocy. And as those lips moved against his neck, reprimands falling from them against his skin, he wondered what it’d feel like to kiss them.

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fluesterscherben · 11 months ago

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Headcanon

I headcanon Jingyi as being older than Sizhui. Why?

One, him being like nineteen makes his beef with Jin Ling even more hillarious. Like, dude, that's a fifteen year old.

Two, it makes his dynamic with Sizhui funnier too, because, again, dude, you're the adult, why is Sizhui the voice of reason here? Also Sizhui being sort of in charge of the Lan Junior Team he is on during nighthunts is now "Well, yes, Jingyi tecnically outranks him both in age and in position, but it's Jingyi." - "Point. Hey, Accountant #5, put Lan Sizhui down as sqad leader."

Three, think of the angst potential of when Jingyi could be born. If we say that Sizhui was five during the siege of the burial mounds (which is likely) then he is eighteen now in mdzs canon and was born during the second year of sunshot, putting him at two, almost three years old when Wei Wuxian found the Prison Camp at Qiongqi Path. If that is the case, than Jingyi who is in his peer group could have been born during the first year of Sunshot.

To be precise a very suspicious time after the burning of the Cloud Recesses. Any reference to Jingyi not acting like a Lan could be more than just a joke or an insult but rather a pretty thorny barb at the fact that he could very well not be a Lan by blood.

The timing of his birth wouldn't have been a problem if he was anyone else, but he is not anyone else: he is Lan Jingyi, who gets in trouble constantly and breaks the clan rules as easy as breathing. He is Lan Jingyi and for most elders it is easier to believe that he might be a Wen warbaby than that he is just that way despite being their blood.

#mdzs #mo dao zu shi #headcanons #lan jingyi #to be clear i'm not saying i headcanon him as half wen #i don't #but the assumption that he could be feels very lan elders to me #it's equal parts a comedy and a tragedy #Also irony #everybody thinks jingyi might be a wen - he is just a lan without the built in stick up the ass actually #sizhui is the most lan lan to ever lan - he is a wen actually

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naysaltysalmon · 10 months ago

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I'm trying to write the most NieYao-centric content on AO3

Will be updated as I go

Elegy of the Night : 8.1K, NR (childhood trauma, violence, verbal abuse)

While staying in Qinghe, Nie Mingjue learns that Meng Yao once played the qin.

Adolesco aeternum : 63K, E, RuoYao, bkgd NieYao (attempted r*pe/noncon, blood/gore, torture)

“Meng Yao, tell me, why should I trust the word of a traitorous dog?” Meng Yao steadies himself. “Because Clan Leader Nie and Clan Leader Jin humiliated me. And I sense His Excellency to be a man of a—different, higher caliber.” He isn’t so sure whether his words are lies anymore. “I can be of great service to you,” he says in earnest, lifting his face. -- Meng Yao is Wen Ruohan’s right-hand man; his head torturer; his confidante; and something… more. He fears it will end the same way: cast out and forgotten, broken and used, should his intentions ever be discovered. As it stands, Wen Ruohan is the keeper of his heart, his shining sun—his savior. And as the war rages on, Meng Yao becomes more unsure of where his true loyalties lie.

With my heart in the palm of your hand : 6.5K, E (bdsm/kink, sexual content, trauma)

Curious about the appeal of being a submissive, Nie Mingjue asks Meng Yao to take control during sex. Meng Yao unveils more than he bargained for.

The ocean's face : 83K, E (r*pe/noncon, blood/torture, graphic violence, sexual content)

If Huaisang gives himself away now, Meng Yao thought, Clan Leader Nie will never forgive me. “You must be Wen Xu,” he forced himself to utter. His throat was parched, drier than the landscape, but from that strain he shook an accent deeper, defiant enough to be a young master of the Nie household. Wen Xu smiled at him coolly, walking closer. “Indeed I am,” the Wen heir confessed. “The same that laid waste to Cloud Recesses all those years ago.” He crouched down to be level with Meng Yao on the ground, an elbow on one knee, and smiled at him patronizingly. “All the good Clan Leader Nie’s intervention did to stop it. By which of course, I mean, none.” Meng Yao lurched forward threateningly. He did not have to feign the rage in his heart to solidify his attackers’ false deductions. -- Mistaken for Nie Huaisang, Meng Yao is kidnapped by the Wen. Nie Mingjue and Huaisang must justify going after him, though there are many in Qinghe and Qishan who believe Meng Yao is unworthy and replaceable. Nie Mingjue is determined to bring him home – but will Meng Yao be the same when he returns?

Bathtime : 6.7K, M (fluff, smut, slow-burn)

Meng Yao is eager to please his new superior. Nie Mingjue is the one who promoted him to his current position to be able to afford such luxuries, after all. When Clan Leader Nie makes it a habit for them to share a weekly bath, however, Meng Yao hesitates over the man’s true intentions all along.

Tracing the Bounds of Your Flames : 63K, E (dubcon, mild noncon, graphic violence)

Demonic cultivation demands a heavy toll from the heartiest souls. None recover, even when trained to combat its malefic influence since their youth. Nie Mingjue knows this well, yet Meng Yao can only see him as the enigmatic clan leader, the man with an exterior so cold he has no idea why Nie Mingjue saved his life at all. Ensnared in a discipline and authority that threatens to devour them both, will Meng Yao be able to let go of his past, or will he destroy everything he holds dear in the process of trying to gain control?

Within these Walls : 1.7K, E (dubcon)

Nie Mingjue gave Meng Yao his home, his life, his bed. But it wasn’t meant to last. He went too far – a mistake he would pay for the rest of his life.

Other MDZS:

Devotion : SongXueXiao, XueXiao & SongXiao focus, 2.8K, M

Song Lan and Xue Yang killed each other in Yi City. So Xiao Xingchen ventures into the underworld to find them.

Painting You : SangCheng, background NieYao, 10.7K, M

“What’s so stupid about it?” Huaisang snaps. “Every sect leader needs someone to help them run things, even my…” Even my brother, once. Jiang Cheng rounds on him. “Oh yeah? Then what about you? Now that you’re Sect Leader Nie, you’ll need to find yourself a wife.” Huaisang laughs. “Jiang-xiong, you should know I could never marry. Not a woman, at least.” He says it lightly, half expecting Jiang Cheng to laugh along with him, but Jiang Cheng’s back goes stiff as a rod. He leans visibly away. “What? You mean you’re a… a cut-sleeve?!” Huaisang guffaws, hoarse and loud. He bats his eyelashes, crested with tears, and rolls one shoulder toward Jiang Cheng as he snatches up his fan. “Why of course, Jiang-xiong. Surely, you already knew.” Apparently, Jiang Cheng did not already know.

Droplets on your qin : NieLan, 5.2K, M

It’s been a long time since Lan Xichen and Nie Mingjue were able to catch up. They make the most of their time while they can.

I weep & say goodnight : SongXueXiao, SongXue focus, 4.6K, M

The world is ending, and Xue Yang is offered to the heavens as a sacrificial lamb. In his final moments, will he be able to live out his fantasy of sharing in death with his two most intimate adversaries, or will they all fade into nothing in the face of total annihilation?

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icyolive · 11 months ago

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Let's look at all the ways the text tells us WWX is not fucking responsible for the fall of Lotus Pier.

Madam Yu: "So you came here this time for the sake of a kite?" ... Wang Lingjiao: "I came this time to punish someone on behalf of Wen Clan and Wen-gongzi."

If we didn't already know from their unprovoked attack on the Lan, this kite thing makes it extremely clear that WWX's actions at the shittier summer camp reeducation camp are absolutely not to blame for the fall of Lotus Pier.

They were always going to make a move on Lotus Pier, and they'll pick whatever excuse they want—from a kid playing with kites, to an unnamed offense from a clan leader who has been in seclusion for decades, to a prisoner (!!!) fighting back.

In fact, WLJ says it herself: taking over Lotus Pier was "the second important matter [she] came to Yunmeng for," something that was going to happen whether or not they punished WWX.

That's the point at which Madam Yu snaps: when he pride, her status, and (if we're being charitable) her family and home, are finally threatened. Instead of simply pacifying a more powerful clan, punishing WWX became an act of submission to the Wen. It would mean following orders as a subject of the Wen, not just a less powerful clan with an upstart disciple. And orders from the Wen's servant envoy, no less.

So she finally fought back—and that's what sparked the actual battle. If anyone is going to argue that WWX should have kept his head down and not caused trouble, well then, here's where Madam Yu should've kept her head down.

Like... this is barely even meta. It's literally in the text:

"If you dare lay your hands on me, he'll—" Madam Yu raised her hand and slapped her again. "He'll what?" she mocked. "Chop off our hands or our legs? Burn down our residence? Send people to raze Lotus Pier to the ground? Establish an overwatch office here?"

Maybe didn't give them ideas, Madam Yu?

Meanwhile, the worst threat given for refusing to punish WWX:

"... things won't go so well the next time Wen-gongzi asks questions!"

WWX was never an important part of this equation—not for anyone but WLJ. The Wen were there to establish a supervisory office, and they attacked in response to Madam Yu literally striking first.

And of course, later, after their escape:

"Deep down, Jiang Cheng knew very well that even if Wei Wuxian had not saved Lan Wangji in the Xuanwu of Slaughter's cave at Mount Muxi, the Wens would have found a reason to come knocking sooner or later. But he couldn't help but think that had it not been for Wei Wuxian, perhaps it wouldn't have happened so soon. Perhaps there would've still been time to salvage the situation."

Even JC knows he's grasping at straws.

(Also, the time for salvaging the situation was when the Wen took all the land and forbade night hunting. Or when they demanded inner clan members as prisoners. Or when they burned down the Cloud Recesses. Or even after WWX and JC made it back, instead of leaving to diplomatically negotiate Jesus Christ Jiang Fengmian. The time was NOT when WWX stepped into a fight with their captors, in support of their allies, that was already happening.)

#mdzs #mdzs meta #wwx #wei wuxian #rereading mdzs #people out here accepting any accusation as long as it's repeated enough times #as if this book isn't chock full of rumor and false narrative

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thepurplewombat · 2 years ago

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Why was WRH so stupid?

I've been thinking about this for a while and like, WRH's actions were deeply stupid in a way that turned the whole cultivation world against him in self-defence when, with a bit more patience, he could have wiped out all the Great Clans within five or so years and set himself up as a petty-Emperor of the cultivation world.

If I was WRH, this is how I would do it.

A ten-step plan for world domination.

Step 1: don't attack Cloud Recesses. The pretext was dumb and nobody bought it. Send a polite invitation to a Wen Study Term just like Cloud Recesses'. A POLITE ONE! The clans will acquiesce because nobody wants to rock the boat.

2: now you have to decide whether you want to go after the Jiang, the Lan, or both. I would recommend choosing one - both is too ambitious. The Nie are not an option for reasons that will become clear. I would recommend the Jiang.

3: kill Wen Chao. He's useless anyway, but he's still the son of the sect leader.

4: frame Jiang Cheng (not WWX - WWX can be disavowed, but Jiang Cheng is the sect heir, his actions are, to an extent, the actions of the Jiang Sect) for the death of Wen Chao. It doesn't have to be murder, although it would be best if WC could pick a bunch of fights with JC beforehand so that whatever 'night hunting accident' he dies in can be spun as JC deliberately getting him killed out if rage. (now we see why the Nie are not an option. Nobody would believe that NHS murdered Wen Chao, and if WC got killed on a night hunt because of NHS' incompetence, the Nie can easily say that the Wen knew that Second Young Master Nie is not suited to night hunting so why was he there in the first place? Not that NMJ would do that because the loss of face would probably send him into qi deviation, but best not let it come up)

4a: Massacre the Jiang. Nobody is going to object - and if they do, they won't do it loudly. The loss of a son and heir - because WC is still in the succession, I believe? - is sufficient pretext that nobody is going to object too loudly. If you want to be super practical you can just kill the Jiang inner Disciples and take the sect for yourself, but I feel like WRH does have the manpower to take Lotus Pier and keep industry flowing with civilian labor. No need to risk hostile cultivators at his back.

5: we are now one Great Sect down, and no war. Everyone is kind of 👀 about it because they never thought their own tactics would be turned against a Great Sect like this, but there is sufficient precedent that nobody wants to object too loudly.

6: now you wait. Move too soon and you could scare the Lan and the Nie into uniting against you, and you don't want that. While you're waiting, you consolidate your hold on Yunmeng, bringing the smaller sects in the region under your banner. Nothing to see here, just doing what sects do. Make sure your relations with the Jin remain good. Jin Guangshan won't cause any trouble for you if you don't cause any trouble for him.

7: choose whether to go after the Lan or the Nie next. I recommend the Lan, because the Unclean Realm is a tough nut to crack.

8: attack the Lan. Kill everyone - but most especially you want to kill everyone in the line of succession. You don't want Lan Xichen or Lan Wangji rallying people against you later on. A pretext would be useful for this, but at this point is not entirely necessary. Don't burn the library, you idiot.

9: you are now left with the Nie and the Jin among the great clans. This is good because they don't get along, and also Jin Guangshan is useless. Besiege the Unclean Realm. You don't have to go frontal assault, just keep them bottled up in their nice little fortress where you can pick them off at your leisure. This may take a few years, but once they are sufficiently weakened you can take them out.

10: CONGRATULATIONS!! CONGRATULATIONS!!! CONGRATULATIONS!!! Important things must be said three times! World domination is now yours! The Jin are the only Great Sect left, and they won't dare move against you and can't unite the smaller clans (whom I hope you have been treating well as you unite them under the Wen. You have been treating them well, right?) . At some point later, you can take them out if you wanted, but it's not necessary. I'd recommend taking care of Jin Zixuan, who is likely to bear a grudge and is an honorable idiot who won't take well to having a Wen boot on his neck. Jin Zixun will be much more amenable.

There are some people who might see your plan and derail it - primarily NHS and Meng Yao. NHS is unlikely to be able to do much since nobody will listen to him, although if both he and Meng Yao are in the Unclean Realm they might be able to convince NMJ to take action before the attack on the Lan can happen. I would recommend convincing JGS that a spare heir is never a bad idea (if this works you can always get Meng Yao installed as head of the Jin later - if he knows you're the one who convinced JGS to take him on he will be loyal to you, and if JGS and Co treat him as they did in canon he will not object overmuch if you kill him, and might even do it for you). If that doesn't work, kill him.

#MDZS #A ten-step plan for world domination #WRH #Jin guangyao #WRH lost the war because he had no patience #And all his pretexts were dumb

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kurokawaia · 5 months ago

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❛ 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 !!

#˗ˏˋ꒰ 𝒴𝒪𝒰'𝑅𝐸 𝑀𝐼𝒩𝐸 ꒱- series #tw: yandere themes #tw: dark content #lan wangji x reader #lan wangji x fem!reader #mdzs x reader #mdzs x fem!reader

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khattikeri · 4 months ago

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one of my favorite inconsequential unsolved mdzs mysteries is who was ranked 6th in the list of the clans' young masters based on looks and character (which includes how well-versed they are in the six arts).

we learn rankings #1-5 in volume 1, and rank #7 in volume 3. at bare minimum we know the list was made before the sunshot campaign.

lan xichen. he's "warm and elegant, sincerely gentle".

lan wangji. looks just like lan xichen but loses out because he's "overly aloof and stern, completely unsociable, and [keeps] others at arm's length".

jin zixuan. according to children playing pretend on the streets over a decade after his death, he was ranked this high "only for looks".

wei wuxian. a great feat since he isn't actually gentry; he was considered "charming and cheerfully handsome".

jiang cheng. implied that his hot temper is the main reason why he's ranked lower than wei wuxian.

???

nie mingjue. he's this low because "his coldness carried fire, a rage that might combust into an inferno at any time" and is explicitly stated to be even less approachable than lan wangji.

...so who was #6?!

since this list is from before the war, even wens could've been included.

most likely #6 wasn't wen chao, who wasn't good looking, charming, or brave, and whose arrogance "is only exceeded by his lack of any qualifying talents". he was also canonically married, but then again it's never stated that the list only has to include bachelors.

i don't count wen ning because he was very unknown in the cultivation world at that point in time even though he was the son of wen ruohan's cousin, plus his timid nature and stutter made his peers quick to mock him.

it could've been wen xu. unlike wen chao, his appearance is never actually described in the novel and he has no dialogue on-screen. the novel also doesn't ever confirm if wen xu was married.

what little we know of wen xu's personality, intellect, relationships, and abilities is entirely secondhand. his death was shocking and unsettling to many people, which implies that he was skilled enough that nobody on their side of the war would've thought he'd be killed, much less beheaded. he was entrusted with leading troops and burning down the cloud recesses, plus his father was angry to the point of wanting revenge on nie mingjue, so he may have even been the favorite son-- willing to do ruthless and underhanded things.

though we know he's capable enough in warfare and sadistic violence, we don't know anything else about him in terms of his personality or if he's good at the six arts... so who knows!😭

jin guangyao was not recognized by his father at the time and would not have been well-known in the cultivation world either. others like xiao xingchen and song lan are ~7-10 years younger than the main cast if you map out the timeline, so pre-sunshot campaign they'd have still been children, not eligible young masters. plus xiao xingchen hadn't even descended baoshan-sanren's mountain at the time.

the only other option for #6 of all the characters we actually know and who would've been in the right age range at the time is nie huaisang.

but would nie huaisang have been ranked higher than nie mingjue purely by having a more easygoing personality? even if he's good looking and approachable, his cultivation ability is low to the point that he developed a core nearly a decade after his peers, and even though he is smart, it's all spent on his own hobbies and avoiding responsibility. he isn't quite at the level of being a pitiful headshaker yet, but beyond his status in-universe he's hardly a catch.

and also... considering how close they were at cloud recesses classes, wouldn't wei wuxian have mentioned nie huaisang being on the ranking in his narration if he actually had been? he's such an easy to grasp contender for the position, and yet...

?!?!?!?! in the end, we don't know!

#mdzs #mo dao zu shi #all of this analysis only to conclude it's still a mystery LMAO #i like to think that it was wen xu & wwx never mentions it bc he never met knew or cared about the guy #my arguably funnier headcanon is that NHS made up the list to begin with just for fun and it accidentally became super well known #keri chats

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mdzs-owns-my-ass-i-guess · 2 years ago

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Lan Wangji's glare is cold and angry, a mix of fire and ice as he's kneeling in front of Wen Xu's throne with the rest of the Lan disciples captured before the Cloud Recesses burned to ashes.

Wen Xu sits, bored, self satisfied, draped over his throne as he drinks his second bottle of wine. "Whatever should I do with you, huh? I thought it would be more entertaining to capture one of the Jades of Lan but all you've been doing is glare at me. Can't you do anything else?"

I'm not here to entertain you. It's on the tip of his tongue, but Wangji doesn't say it. He takes a deep breath and attempts to calm himself down.

Wen Xu waves at one of his soldiers, and, without warning, the prisoners around Lan Wangji are killed one by one. The sight is horrifying - he knows these people, they're all from the inner clan, they're good and brave and righteous. They're dead.

"Still nothing? You're not going to beg for your life or something?"

Lan Wangji bites his tongue until he draws blood. No, he won't give that bastard the satisfaction.

"Well, then, I guess I'll just kill you too."

Lan Wangji sees him draw out his sword and he closes his eyes. He doesn't have any particular feelings about dying, he never did - and given the current situation, it seems to be the easiest way out.

"Why waste such talent for a whim?" A woman's voice resounds through the large hall. Her heels click against the marble as she walks in, calm, determined, domineering.

"Wen Qing. What are you doing here?"

"None of your concern. And speak more respectfully to me, I am your elder."

Wen Xu rolls his eyes. "You're also below me in rank."

"Thankfully I am not below you in wit! Why kill someone with such prowess, when there are so many ways he could be useful to us?"

"Like what, exactly? It's not like he'll cooperate."

"No need. I am running several experiments on golden cores and I need a subject resilient enough not to die on the spot. Hand him to me."

Lan Wangji looks up at her. She's stone-faced, powerful. The famous medic, Wen Qing. He has heard of her but he would have never thought he would become her lab rat.

Wen Xu gulps the last of his wine. "Take him, I don't care, have your fun."

A glare. "It is not fun. It is medicine. I am not as frivilous as you."

He laughs. "You should be."

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Wen Qing escorts Lan Wangji out of the hall and into her quarters, where she undoes his bindings but leaves the seal on his spiritual powers.

"I will free you, but I need you to sit still and pay attention to me before that. It's very important that you do, this is a life or death matter for a lot of people. Understand?"

He doesn't react, but she figured he wouldn't.

"I have travelled back in time from 15 years into the future. I'm here to fix everything that went wrong in those 15 years, and you're going to help me."

#mdzs #mo dao zu shi #writing attempts #lwj #wq

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idlebeks · 1 year ago

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Unfinished and Works in Progress Fic Recs

These are the unfinished fics that haunt my brain, sometimes years after their last updates. The fics that I cannot bear to remove from my subscription list just in case they get another update. Some are still active, some are abandoned, all of them have something special that struck my imagination and made them unforgettable. I’ve excluded unfinished series from this list. They may get their own list later.

Mix of gen and slash, a range of ratings. As always, read at your own risk and don’t forget to leave some love for the authors.

SVSSS

A Cloak of Feathers by Asymptotical

Having a mythology halo was a little ominous, but at least it got the System off his back. Shen Qingqiu was way less annoyed about that than he was about transmigrating into a human in a world where swans didn't even exist.

Into the Abyss by esama

In which Shen Yuan pisses the System off and it sends him straight into the Endless Abyss.

Four years later, Shen Qingqiu does the same to Luo Binghe.

I dropped my head it was just around here somewhere, has anyone seen it by Cernunun

Shang Qinghua goes through the pages with renewed vigor, paying special attention to the margins and the details. Now that he’s looking for it, he can see the little transcriptions everywhere, running alongside the lines of an ink drawing or around the perimeter of a talisman, or in the corner under a section on growth rates of chi-stealing willows. The English scripts ruthlessly spoil or mock his book in turn.

Not only is it a cultivator’s field guide, it’s a tourist’s guide. Someone is touring the world he’s made.

Shen Yuan leaves his spoilers lying around. This becomes Shang Qinghua's problem, and what kind of bro would he be if he didn't make it Shen Yuan's problem too?

The Perils of LIVE Editing! (ft. BinggYuan!!!) by seol_xiv

In which Shen Yuan flounces around the PIDW timeline in different roles and makes a mess of everything. He likes to think he helped make some things better, but he’s pretty sure he made things worse too.

Apparently, constantly leaving behind a protagonist that has major abandonment issues was a bad thing.

…Huh, who knew?

The Untamed/MDZS

Melody of the Lost and Found by esama

Lan Xichen and Wei Wuxian set out to change the past and undo the many losses they'd suffered.

Cultivating Empathy by Rahar_Moonfire

Cloud Recesses is burning. Flames devour buildings and people without care. Lans are dying. He can feel them. He can feel their fear, their despair, their pain as they are struck down again and again and he curses his Empathy. He can't feel them when they change. Clutching the qiankun bags of Lan Clan relics, Lan Xichen fled on his sword. He meant to follow the shoreline to Qinghe and spread the word of the Wen Clan's assault. But in his spiritual and mental exhaustion, he overshot his goal and fell instead into a forest when a snow white creature with eyes the clearest blue found him. Chose him.

not a fair choice by Prince_Enby

"There are characters burned onto her wrist, red and raw but, thankfully, not bleeding. His sister stared at it with empty eyes. Jiang Cheng thought back to the cliff, and the sheer amount of blood that trailed down Wei Wuxian's arm - far too much to have come from Lan Wangji alone, and yet, he didn't think Wei Wuxian had truly been hit by a single cultivator.

The characters looked painful to the touch, just as painful as the red line that traces his sister's throat, miraculously healed shut."

Jiang Yanli lives, at the cost of Wei Wuxian's life. Everyone has more than a few thoughts about that.

see you yesterday by glyphic

On Halloween night, an exiled demonic cultivator and a Lan disciple get stuck in a time-loop, find each other, and try to figure it all out.

The Mire of the Lotus by hypermoyashi

Amidst the dark soil and stark bone of the Burial Mounds, Wei Wuxian died.

He died and left a war behind that none other than the Elder of Yiling could possibly hope to tip the scales enough to allow the heroes to shoot down the sun, but when thrown a loop, fate will find a way. The Wens were destined to fall, and an Elder of Yiling was destined to rise. For this story, it was Jiang Yanli who took up the mantle.

Twin Treasures by crossdressingdeath

When Madame Jin happens to come across Cangse Sanren's orphaned son on a trip to Yiling, she can't bring herself to leave him there. Wei Wuxian finds a somewhat different family. Jin Zixuan finds a little brother. The course of history changes accordingly.

(Some things are written in fate, but even fate itself changes.)

Son of a Soldier Man by FireAwayy

He always thought he would be dead when the world ended.

After all, isn’t the sun just one giant explosion? A time bomb waiting to blow, taking the solar system and all life as they know it with them. That was a terrifying thought. But when the clock was counting down from 8 billion years—well, you’d have to forgive his hubris in thinking the end of the world would have nothing to do with him...

---

Or the fic where the world is invaded by aliens, and it's somehow up to a surly paramedic, his vegan partner, an obnoxious scientist, and a group of heavily armed special forces soldiers to save it. Between running for their lives, making terrible sci-fi jokes, and flirting at wildly inappropriate times, they'll face their fears and improbably, might just fall in love.

Oh, they might save the world, too.

Growing from Mud by Aly_H

When he was young Xue Yang lived on the streets. Mostly by himself until a boy named Wei Wuxian decided to be his older brother out of nowhere. Because of him he's got a wonderful big sister who he'd do anything for and two annoying elder brothers he can't decide if he wants to murder or not.

Or the AU where Xue Yang grows up at Lotus Pier and has a family that cares.

Word of Honor

A match made in hell by Madcap_Miss

Several decades after the Liulija was shattered and its keeper murdered, Wen Kexing returns to the mortal realm to finally unleash his bloody revenge. He's barely set foot over the border before he meets an immortal who seems bizarrely unconcerned by this.

Plain Sight by jaemyun

Upon the news that a new Valley Master had ascended the throne, the jianghu was struck with fear. Fear that tenuous peace would end. Fear of another war that would deal them more casualties. In what the men of the jianghu would never admit was desperation, they sent peace offerings. Wine, food, fabrics...women. There is no war. No praise or rebuke, but the offerings continue.

Zhou Zishu cannot fathom why he can't get the attention of the Valley Master, whether it be for information gathering or assassination. He makes a pretty woman, after all, the newest 'offering' added to this donated harem of his.

He has a lot more luck when the Valley Master brings a few of the harem women with him to the Heroes Conference, of all things. Especially when he finds something of a platonic zhiji in the sharp Zhou Xu and begins to trust her with his thoughts.

He definitely has more luck when Wen Kexing proposes he pose as a man to infiltrate the Conference - although to be quite frank, the Valley Master acts...oddly, once he shows his true self.

911

Come Away, O Human Child by JustABunchOfHocusPocus

Evan Buckley is 18 when he learns about an older brother he never knew, and the lengths to which his parents went to try and save him. What they were willing to risk. What they were willing to trade. He's 18 when he learns that he he only has twelve years left before the deal his parents made to try and save his brother--the deal that cursed him, the deal that didn't even work--comes to its conclusion, and the magic that has always flowed through him so much more strongly than it should is drained by the Fae that his parents sought out.

Evan Buckley is 18 when he learns that in twelve years he is going to die.

Now, he has only two goals: do some good with the time he has left, and minimize the damage his death will do to the people he cares about. He thinks he's doing an okay job--until Eddie Diaz joins the 118. Buck knows the walls he's put up aren't the strongest, but he wasn't counting on a werewolf and his adorable son to just blow them to smithereens. But it doesn't matter how he feels about Eddie. The Changeling Child curse is impossible to break.

Isn't it?

DMBJ

Faithful in the Bone by fox_of_nine_tales

The fox had been with him almost as long as Zhang Qiling remembered.

What he no longer remembered was that the fox had been there much longer than that.

the whispers of spirits by Cross_d_a

Li Cu's already been kidnapped and dragged off on an adventure once. He'd rather not do it a second time.

Of course, things never turn out his way. --

Or, Li Cu accidentally sets up Wu Xie and Zhang Qiling with Liu Sang, gets shot twice, gets buddy-buddy with his parasitic snake spirit, kisses a pretty boy, adopts a little sister, and speaks with ghosts-- not necessarily in that order.

The Scum Tomb-Raider's Self-Saving System by fox_of_nine_tales

[System loading]

[Transmigration successful. Welcome to the System! Your stated objective: “I could write a better story than this in my sleep!” Congratulations on this opportunity! You are starting with 100 B-points. Please complete scenarios to earn more points and unlock achievements!]

It’s bad enough being transmigrated to the world of “Tales of the Tomb Explorers”, the pit-digging protagonist-halo-wearing webnovel he loves to hate. Even worse, Liu Sang isn’t even the hero! Stuck in the body of a bit-part villain, he has to earn points, fill in plot holes, and – what was the other thing? Oh yes: avert his character’s inevitable demise.

(A DMBJ/SVSSS mashup)

Everlasting Light by Alxina, xantissa

It's been almost five years since Xiaoge went behind the Gate, and Wu Xie hasn't been the same since. In his single-minded pursuit of the Wang family, Wu Xie was willing to give up everything that had mattered, uncaring of the costs.

And he swore he'd make it better. For Xiaoge, for everyone.

But meeting a freezing, half-dead stranger in the mountains might change everything.

The Witcher

Oh, So One of Those Djinny Djinn Djinns? Like a Genie? by BurningMattress

Jaskier is a genie that has been “freed” from his “bottle” which is bits and pieces of his lute. He isn’t truly free but enough to not actually care about being a genie. He's been traveling the world doing whatever. Upon meeting Geralt, he pretends to be a normal bard as he does with everyone but every now and then when Geralt wants something it just seems to be easier to get it. Sometimes when it’s a close call with a monster, any healing supplies are always nearby, sometimes they always have the right amount of coin, sometimes Jaskier just knows exactly what is needed for any given situation

Sometimes Jaskier and Geralt split paths and Geralt notices how his luck seems to better when his little strange bard is around.

The Crooked, The Cradle by RoyalRampionEngineer

_“Hello my daughter,” Pavetta whispers. She smooths a hand over her daughter’s ashen blonde hair, so much like her own. Pavetta idly wonders if she will inherit her own striking green eyes, or the steady dark brown of her father, Duny.

As if fated by Destiny itself, the babe blinks her eyes open. Her big, beautiful, bright cornflower blue eyes. Distantly, Pavetta hears the bard in the corner reaching the end of his song, the strings of the lute building into a resounding crescendo. She has a sudden flash of memory, of those strong lutist fingers pressed against her bare spine, playing a different kind of song._

Ah fuck, Pavetta thinks, more than a little hysterically. Ah, fuck.

…

Or, a Witcher AU where Jaskier is Ciri’s biological father.

Stranger Things

The great pretenders by theraincanttouchus

Heather bullies Billy into letting her become his beard.

Somehow this ends in both of them becoming better (and more traumatized) people.

Time in a Bottle by IncompleteSentanc (Erava)

"Someone’s gone and moved into the old trailer that used to belong to Chief Hopper. It raises a few eyebrows, not the least because Jim Hopper only just passed away, merely a month ago, and no one had seen any ‘for sale’ signs."

Socially awkward Steve Hopper has just moved into the trailer park, and Eddie Munson just wants to get to know his weird little neighbor.

Not Me

**Openly Grey by Sweet_William **

When they were kids, White was taken away from Black. Years passed, their broken connection gnawing at him every day, and finding his brother again was always there in the back of his mind. When he realised the life his father had planned for him could never include him seeing his brother again, he made a choice.

He would always choose Black.

#fic recs #svsss fic rec #the untamed fic recs #911 fic recs #word of honor fic recs #the witcher fic recs #stranger things fic recs #not me fic recs #dmbj fic recs #unfinished fics

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