#modao zushi fanfiction

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From In Memory; In Truth Chapter 11:

Mild violence cw:

The Wrath is already hurtling downward, their disguised blade ready to cleave him in half but he dodges to the side, back on his feet in an instant. With a wave, Wei Wuxian pulls his armor on, dulling its shine to hide its radiance. Just in time; the Wrath swings their sword and glances off his bracer as he deflects it. They swing again and he sidesteps with a spin, leaps back up into a tree. Wei Wuxian flings a bolt of energy at them as they leap towards him but they twist in the air, pushing off a tree to change their trajectory. Following closely, they get a hit in against his side but he kicks the sword away—not out of their hands, but away—shortly after. Leaping backwards again, he dodges a few more attacks, lets one glance off his pauldron as he comes in with a kick and sends the Wrath flying some distance away. They’re already on their feet when he gets there, ready to strike a blow on his head. Both arms crossed above him, he catches the blade and kicks their chest to force them off of him. “What sort of fight is this?” he asks. “Sword against fists? Where’s your sense of honor?” The Wrath looks at him, red eyes in shrouded black smoke behind what Wei Wuxian sees, now, is a ghost mask. He chuckles. “Do like the mask, though,” he says. “Very fitting. I must commend y—” The sword flies at him now and he catches it—and it screams in his head, oh, it screams so loudly for blood for vengeance for something to carve, kill, rend to nothingness, slake the thirst the thirst the thirst— Wrenching itself out of his grip, it flies back to its owner. “You’re clearly pissed about something,” Wei Wuxian says, “and I get it. I don’t blame you; if I’d become a ghost, I’d probably be just as resentful. If I know what you want, maybe I can—” “I need no help from the gods,” the Wrath says, its voice distorted, slithering in three tones at once. “So much work to disguise yourself!” Wei Wuxian says, jumping back to a treetop. The Wrath follows. “It’s almost like you don’t want to be recognized.” Oh, that pisses them off. With a roar, they attack Wei Wuxian again, kicking him into a clearing before trying, again, to cleave him in twain. He rolls one way, then the other—kicks them to get back on his feet and deflects the next strike easily. Their foot hits the side of his head, sending him careening into a boulder. Fuck. Ow. They approach. He kicks them—they fly, but use their sword to slow their momentum just enough to swing around, sending themselves back at him. Lightning-fast, they run at him, sword raised and he braces himself, the ground breaking under his feet as he digs them in. Reaching up, he grabs their arms, stops them, leaves grooves in the ground a meter and a half long from where he’d been when they met. In the near distance, a tree cracks. Falls. The forest settles around them and there’s a flash of white to the west. Wei Wuxian looks and sees them—the Twin Jades, both staring in shock—and then— Whoa, fuck, the ghost yanks his head down, knees him in the face to break his nose and then kicks the side of his knees to make Wei Wuxian stumble. When he does, they grab an arm and the corresponding leg and yank, spinning twice before he’s sent careening straight at Lan Wangji and his elder brother. Shit. Shit shit shit. Twisting, Wei Wuxian forces a downward trajectory, bounces once, but it’s not enough to stop him and he ends up slamming into them, all three of them landing in a heap on the forest floor. Ow. A firm chest moves under his cheek and when he looks up at the owner, Lan Zhan is looking at him with wide, worried eyes. “Hey, thought I’d meet you guys out here,” Wei Wuxian says, grinning. He can feel blood running down his face.

alskjdfl A funnier scene than some of the other, more painful ones I had in mind. This was so fun to write, though!! I haven't gotten to write many real fight scenes before I started up with this story, so it was a fun exercise that I look forward to editing.

As I work on the epilogue, going back and re-reading earlier parts of the story makes me have at least three (3) emotions, possibly twenty-nine (29). Can't wait to actually edit and get it published.

Cannot. Wait.

[cavernofdragons]

There's A Whisper In My Bones - New Chapter

Chapter 3: It Almost Worked

Summary:

Madam Lan is not like her in-laws. She knows that there is discord beneath the clouds, but what she hasn't realized is how close it has come to knocking on their door. Lan Wangji just wants someone to explain please.

Once more I am torturing Lan Wangji. Apologies to him.

[crescent3186]

MDZS/Harry Potter Crossover fan art Wei Wuxian as a Gryffindor

[tha-star]

Chapters: 3/3 Fandom: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Lan Zhan | Lan Wangji/Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian Characters: Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian, Lan Zhan | Lan Wangji Additional Tags: Incense Burner (Modao Zushi), Post-Canon, Yiling Laozu Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian, Time Travel, Older Lan Zhan | Lan Wangji, Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian in Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian's Body, Young Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian, Mutual Pining, Love Confessions, Bold Lan Zhan | Lan WangJi, Dream Sex, Top Lan Zhan | Lan Wangji/Bottom Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian, Porn with Feelings, Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian Goes to Gusu, Lan Zhan | Lan Wangji Has a Yiling Laozu Kink, Sexy Yiling Laozu Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian, Bottom Yiling Laozu, Bottom Yiling Laozu Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian Summary:

Through gritted teeth, in a deep tone of voice vibrating with irritation, Wei Ying said: "Huaguang-jun, what did you do? You finally managed to drag me back to Gusu. Are you satisfied now?"

This time is Lan Wangji's turn to dream about Wei Wuxian from the past. Patriarch Yiling is back thanks to the incense burner.

[thatanxiouskiwi]

this fic just gets more awsome every time I read it, i swear

so much love and all the Health and Apples to the Author, may they keep the doctors away.

from "by foot it's a slow climb" by @vroomian, go read it, seriously

[sugarbunbie]

Ten First Lines Game

Saw this among my followed tags and was soo intrigued! Feel free to also play with this if you see it.

Rules: post the first sentence of your last ten fics. If you haven’t written ten fics, share as many first-sentences as you have.

Jin Ling, westernized name Kevin, had many, many uncles. the curse of the kevins, MDZS/CQL, gen

Lan Wangji walks sedately towards the Jingshi, a tray laden with food in his arms. softer eyes on a softer world, MDZS/CQL, Wangxian

Wei Ying is, objectively, having a good time at college. Am I Gay? Questions to Ask Yourself, MDZS/CQL, Wangxian

In the summer, Xichen leaves for university in Beijing. wildflowers in autumn, MDZS/CQL, Wangxian

The phone rings, tinny and persistent by his bedside table. midnight love, MDZS/CQL, Sangxian (WWX/NHS)

In the years after Wei Wuxian’s death, the ghost of him follows Jiang Cheng around. for years and years, MDZS/CQL, vaguely Chengxian

Pete doesn’t remember how the brawl started. i'll promise you impossible things, Kinnporsche, Vegaspete

There is something about mornings that is quiet and peaceful and fuzzy around the edges. like the edge of a blade, Kinnporsche, Vegaspete

Sleep has never come easily to Eddy. in the ribs of the singer, Twoset Violin RPF, Breddy

It was five in the morning, and Eddy was awake for no goddamned reason. Prelude to Love, Twoset Violin RPF, Breddy

Well, that was a fun activity lol. Most of my fics seem to start with either a setting + mood, or a character doing something. The thing is though, in "wildflowers in autumn" Xichen isn't even there for most of it, which I find absolutely hilarious because Xichen both starts and ends the fic in a borderline hero's journey that you only hear about through his absence in the fic :D

Just goes to show there isn't any one way to start a fic I guess! Super grateful to have the chance to show off some of my more recent babies, which I think deserve more love 🥺 surprise of surprises, I don't singularly write for wangxian even though it feels like it sometimes :D

Let me know which lines were your favourite/were most intriguing for you! Happy reading <3

Oh right almost forgot to tag! @elliekayy @marsdiogenes @nattyontherun @sparkly-butthole-on-ao3

[little-meowyao]

Our wings melt with dripping wax (burn everything down)— Chapter one

Whatever happened to Nie Huaisang? How Nie Huaisang achieved his position as the feared, tyrannical Nie-zongzhu.

The servants don't question him when he asks for a bath to be prepared. It wouldn't be the first he's asked for a bath crying, and they've learned to pay no mind to whatever his inconsequential woes may be. This plays in his favor now; Nie Huaisang has no desire to justify himself to anyone. He hopes that none of them notice him violently scratching the skin of his hands.

It's Murder Mingjue O'Clock!!!!! NHS's story is being written!!!!

[gayestgayao3]

Little Xiuying in Caiyi Town

Chapter 3

That night Lan Wangji finished his rounds in a daze. His thoughts ringing loudly in his head. He almost didn't remember how he had gotten into his own bed. But surely he must have followed his routine because he had woken as he always had, in the Jingshi before the sun had risen.

He could almost convince himself that the events of the night before had not occurred. That Nie Huaisang had not told him that Wei Ying was behaving for someone else. That he was not preoccupied with a girl.

He had never changed his behavior for any other disciple. Not even when chastised. He was equally as tactile, talkative and generally friendly with those he was acquainted with. During break periods he would speak with -and touch- an assortment of people. Among those being Jiang Wanyin, Nie Huaisang, Wen Qionglin, Wen Qing and Luo Qingyang. Excluding himself except for moments in which Lan Wangji was spotted by him. He had always thought that it wasn't possible for Wei Ying to think of him as anything but an acquaintance because he was treated just the same as everyone else.

He wondered what she was like to have captured his attention and changed his behavior. Was she kind and quiet or just as energetic as Wei Ying? Or did she have a harsh personality like Jiang Wanyin? She was definitely nothing like him. Wei Ying would not want someone so boring even if he was agreeable to having him as an acquaintance.

But what was Wei Ying like with her? Was he the same as always or was he sweet? Was his mischief tempered by affection? Was he just as quick to touch and tease or was he shy and sweet? Would he be shy to hold her hand or even kiss?

Would they go farther than kiss?

He quickly became incensed by his own thoughts -both by jealousy and anger at himself for the impropriety- and made to hurry on with his day.

He met up with Xiongzhang for their daily meditation and sword practice. They sat across from each other, both in lotus position. He regulated his breathing and failed to clear his mind. He tried again this time attempting to focus on the sensations of his body. But for the first time since he had begun to meditate, he failed. He huffed in irritation and Lan Xichen helpfully cut the session short for an earlier beginning in sword training.

After a while of sparring absentmindedly he was bested. Sweaty and frustrated he wiped a hand down his face.

There was concern on xiongzhang's face as he asked, "Wangji, has something occurred? I haven't bested you so easily since you were small."

Unable to deny that something was going on but unable to articulate what exactly, he answered, "Mn."

After a moment of silence in which he studied his face he asked, "Does this have something to do with Wei-gongzi?"

He nodded in affirmative. "Wei Ying, is behaving himself but… because of that he has stopped spending time with me. I feel as if I wish for him to break the rules again." He admitted guiltily.

"Well, why not just tell him about what's bothering you?" He assumed xiongzhang had read something in his expression because he backpedaled and instead suggested, "Or maybe not even that, perhaps just ask him to spend a bit of time outside of a setting in which you are overseeing his punishment?"

"Will try. I do not know if he will want to."

"Oh, didi. I'm sure he will! He was always trailing behind you after his punishment anyways. I fail to see why he wouldn't want to spend some time with you now."

Even though he had only confided that he had felt a bit abandoned it was like he could finally breathe past his own worries. With his problems partially solved, he and Xichen attempted their routines again and Wangji had bested him in turn.

While they had sheathed their blades Xiongzhang told him. "Alright, Wangji. Now you seem to be doing better! Ah, and remember to speak with shufu before class. He mentioned he wanted to speak with you about something."

"Mn."

They parted ways and began the rest of their preparations for the day.

He had arrived to class a bit early as always but instead of moving to claim his seat he instead made his way to the front where Shufu was seated.

He looked up as he approached, "Ah, Wangji. Good, good. I'm sure Xichen has told you I wished to speak with you, yes?"

"Yes, shufu."

"Alright, then after class has ended please send in Wei Wuxian. I wish to clear up some misunderstandings on my behalf."

A bit skeptical, he replied, "Wei Ying has behaved himself as of late." He had first felt as if shufu's punishments were a bit heavy handed when it came to Wei Ying but said nothing as he trusted him to be able to correct himself but if he could not he would remind him now.

"Yes, of course I know that." He looked up at him and shook his head. "I do know, Wangji. It's exactly as I said,I will clear up what I have misunderstood about the boy and make amends. These past five days have led me to believe there was… some miscommunication of sorts. I admit I may have… overreacted to the resemblance he has to his mother. I see now that there's more of his father in him than I thought. I will make this right."

"Of course, shufu." And he did believe him. It was forbidden to lie and because… though there was still a bit wrong with what he had said he hoped that in speaking with Wei Ying he would see.

He walked back to his desk and sat down. He arranged his desk to his liking, -his brushes clean and neatly ordered beside his inkwell and fresh sheaves of parchment- as he did before every class began. Then as students began to file in he discreetly kept an eye out for Wei Ying.

He was in the back, flanked by Nie Huaisang and Jiang Wanyin. He smiled as always, lips parted and wavy hair tied up in his red ribbon with messy strands framing his face but he was quiet as he entered -as he had been for the past few days-.

His eyes met Wei Ying's lovely shining silver and he sent a wink Lan Wangji's way before sinking down beside him. His ears went hot and his heart raced as he turned away. It pleased him more than he had ever thought his teasing would. It was as if whatever -whoever- was distracting him was no longer keeping him from teasing Wangji any longer.

The entire class he diligently made notes and it seemed as if Wei Ying were doing the same. He spared the boy beside him fleeting glances that sometimes had their eyes meeting. Each and every time it happened Wei Ying would smile at him… and from those glances Wangji also saw him bite his lip or fidget with his hands as if he were fighting a larger body movement.

How he longed to see if he would cease his wiggling if he held him. Or if he would freeze upon having a kiss placed upon his beauty mark.

Soon the class ended and it was time to pass on shufu's message.

-

"Wei Ying!" He heard Lan Zhan call for him, as he was walking away from the Lanshi.

Recently he had felt as if he had neglected his friends but Xiuying's device was just so interesting! It was supposed to record sound and light. It etched it into a gem like thing that was created from the vast amount of spiritual energy that was supposed to be poured into it. He couldn't really mess with the sight capturing aspect as it didn't completely rely on talismans and was partially mechanical. If he wanted to know how it worked or improve it he would have to research in depth or contact someone who specialized in such a thing. The sound capture theory it operated on was okay but also relied on a large amount of spiritual energy. It should have sent out pulses of energy that recorded the waves sound made so it was also accurate to the way sound traveled distances.

It had been very inefficient before he'd gotten his hands on it though. All he had to do was fiddle with the output amount therefore reducing the amount that had to be put in. And also reduce the size of the gem that was being created because apparently the creator thought that the bigger the gem the more impressive it was even at the cost of efficiency.

"Lan Zhan! Sorry! I didn't mean to ignore you, I was just thinking about something interesting. What was it that you needed? Hm?"

"Shufu would like to speak with you." He said, looking down into his eyes. Lan Zhan's eyes were such a nice gold color and his lashes too were quite lovely.

Then he blinked and realized.

"Aaaah, Lan Zhan! You know I've been a good boy these days! Why does your Shufu even want to see me?!" He asked slightly offended that even faced by his recent adherence to the rules he had still found fault in him.

Wei Wuxian inched closer and closer to him. He laid his head on his shoulder as he said, "He's such a meanie to me Lan Zhan, so unfair!" He looked up at him and batted his eyes.

He hoped the old man hadn't caught him taking notes on an entirely different topic during class. While working on his new project he had discovered that keeping half an ear out for the goings on in class and simply writing about whatever he wanted to instead was a much better way of spending his time instead of skipping or offending the Lan clan with his insolent answers. As he had been finished with modifying the thing about two days ago he had been writing about his discovery with the jewelry box and how it recorded sound and how such a thing could be replicated with sight but not both at the same time.

Lan Zhan looked back impassively and would likely scold him any minu-

"Mn. Shufu was unfair. He will apologize."

"Yeah, yea- uh. What? Lan Zhan, I was just kidding! That's just how adults and teachers are! If anything I'm the one that should be apologizing."

"Mn. Both Wei Ying and shufu would do well to apologize."

"Laaaan Zhaaaan! Are you teasing me?! I should just find out what he wants if you're gonna be like that."

Lan Zhan shook his head and led him back into the classroom. His shufu was still seated at the front, grading their assignments. Lan Qiren looked up as he noticed them stop at his desk.

"Ah, Wei Wuxian." He greeted. "Thank you Wangji, you may be dismissed." After a moment Lan Zhan where in he glanced at him, he then nodded and left -probably to do whatever it was he did when not punishing trouble makers-.

"Take a seat, Wei Wuxian."

"Okaaay." He agreed warily as he sat across from him.

"There's no need to be so cautious. I am aware that you have behaved yourself well in these past few days-"

"-Right? I haven't given you any reason to punish me. So pleeeaaase-"

"-In fact I believe I owe you an apology." He continued without pausing due to his interruption.

"What? Lan Zhan was serious! You really meant to apologize!?"

Lan Qiren's mustache twitched and he shot him glare.

"Yes, and if you would cease your interruptions I would be able to finish explaining myself."

At that Wei Wuxian sat at attention and shut his mouth. He nodded vigorously to indicate that he should go on.

He huffed. "I apologize Wei Wuxian. I punished you unfairly because of your resemblance to your mothers behavior while she also studied here. And while you were unruly and rude there are multiple steps I should have taken before such a punishment and for that I am also sorry. Also seeing as you were not alone in your transgressions you should have been punished alongside Nie Huaisang."

Astounded, he froze. Taking everything in, he studied the old man. From his salt and pepper hair styled neatly into his modest guan to his expression that was -seemingly- sincere. "May I ask a question?"

He nodded, "of course, as long as it is appropriate to answer I shall."

"Why did I remind you of my mother?" He blurted against his good sense.

Lan Qiren sighed and closed his eyes, before proceeding with what he wanted to say, "When your mother studied here I was also head of discipline. As was her nature she often broke rules and pulled pranks. Most, I will admit, were in good humor but there were times she went too far. One of those moments I believe was when she shaved my beard. Before hand she had only seen me in passing or when I repremanded her. It seemed she took offense and had seen my older brother earlier. He had no beard and she told me I would look prettier without one. Later that night she broke past the wards in my chamber and well, the rest is self explanatory. At the time I was quite vain and hated being compared to my sibling. Her actions and words hurt me quite disproportionately and while we weren't friends I hadn't thought that I was reviled quite so much. Though this retelling might not justify my overreaction I hope you understand that while some may think your jokes are funny others may be hurt by them. So, please weigh the weight of your words and actions thoroughly."

Struck speechless both by the new more in depth look into his mother and by his honesty, he simply nodded.

"And while I expect you have heard many tales of your parents, I would be open to sharing more with you another time. Simply know that while your mothers actions did hurt at the time I also don't wish to poison your view of her. She grew into a good woman and cultivator, her actions then were nothing more than those of the child she was and simply not weighing the consequences of her actions. If you would like I would invite you to tea to discuss more at a later time but I must take my leave now as I have other duties."

"Ah, wait! I also… I'm sorry Lan Xiasheng. I was rude and I should have respected the rules of your home or enquired when I didn't know them. I thought you would be the same as all adults but now that you have apologized I see that I have misunderstood you. This one apologizes sincerely."

He nodded in return, "this elder accepts your apology."

They both rose at the same time but Wei Wuxian waited for his teacher to step out from behind his desk and followed behind him. Lan Qiren looked over his shoulder briefly and nodded once at him in farewell.

He stood there for a moment, in shock.

An adult had never seen fit to apologize to him! Even -especially- when they were in the wrong!

"Wei Ying?"

"Ah!" He whipped around at the call of his name. "Lan zhan! Where did you come from?! You startled me!"

"I waited here."

"Oh."

"Mn."

"Were you worried about me?" He half teased, genuinely touched but also unwilling to let an opportunity to poke fun at Lan Zhan go by. And with that Lan Zhan had a familiar scowl on his face.

Wei Wuxian as always saw fit to pester him with conversation. At some point they had begun walking. He had no idea as to what he was doing that involved going in the same direction as him but all he knew was that they ended up at the same place, the guest dorms. In front of his room to be exact.

"Wait." Lan Zhan said just before he could enter his dorm. "Would Wei Ying be amenable to spending time together?"

"Huh? Like, right now?" It had gotten to be about early evening and with the odd day that he had, he felt that hanging out with him at this point was going to be bad for his heart. He had no idea as to why he felt that way, he just did but he wasn't in the habit of ignoring his instincts.

"In the future. If not now."

"Wow! It looks like hanging out with me is really popular right now! Did you miss me so much you just had to ask? Don't be embarrassed Lan Zhan! I missed you too! Anyway… if you'd like we can hang out after class? If that works with you?"

"Mn. I will also be free tomorrow."

"Oh. I'm sorry Lan Zhan. I have a prior commitment tomorrow. But I'll definitely hang out with you the day after?" If he didn't know better he would have said Lan Zhan was disappointed.

"Mn. That is fine, would the morning work for you?"

"Sure! I won't have anything to do until later that afternoon."

"Mn. Goodbye, Wei Ying" he said, almost sounding tender. But that was impossible, why would he be tender to him?

Regardless he was suddenly flushed to his cheeks as he weakly said, "Bye Lan Zhan."

Then he departed, leaving him staring at the graceful line of his retreating back. Once he was out of sight he entered the dorm and slumped against the wall with a sigh, his heart racing for no reason

"Bad for my heart, I swear." He muttered to himself.

Abruptly, someone knocked at the door. Startled, he jumped as he felt the movement.

He swung the door open quickly in a panic only then to have to catch it to prevent it from slamming against the wall.

"Uh, hello? What can I do for you?" He asked the bewildered Lan disciple.

He looked like he was attempting to school his features into something that didn't show just how distasteful he found Wei Wuxian.

"Here. This came in for you at the gates." The man shoved the arm holding the envelope out at him.

He gently took it from him and opened it. He eyed the Lan that was oddly still standing in his doorway and read on. Apparently, it was a formal invitation to tea for the next day at little Cai Xiuying's. It was going to be his meimei, her older sister and her mother. Great now he definitely needed to get his act together and hopefully impress some guardians.

"Well? What does it say?"

Caught off guard he answered against his common sense.

"It's just a tea invite. Nothing special."

"Oh. Is that all?" He asked in a weirdly dissatisfied voice.

"Uh… yeah?"

The man rolled his eyes and without even saying goodbye he left.

He stood at the entrance with the door a jar for a couple long minutes wondering what the odds were of the entire day being a dream. First Lan Xiansheng apologizes, then Lan Zhan tells him he wants to spend time with him and finally this weirdo Lan disciple that rolls his eyes at him?

"What's wrong with you now?" Jiang Cheng asked as he walked past him into the dorm.

"Nothing… I'm just having a weird day."

"What, like when Lan Xiansheng asked you to stay after?"

"Well… yeah that a bit."

"Then hurry up, spill."

"First there was that thing with Lan Xiansheng. That was super weird, he apologized y'know."

"To who?! You?"

"Yeah, me. And then Lan Zhan walked with me here and asked me to hang out!"

"What the…I thought he hated you?"

"Me too! I guess this new behaving thing is really working out!"

"You idiot. You would know that if you had even tried behaving back home."

"Haha… um, yeah." He replied a bit awkwardly, instead of getting into the fact that Yu-furen would punish him no matter what. So he had figured he would just do what he wanted instead of getting yelled at for no reason, he would give her one.

"Come on idiot. Do you even know what the homework is?"

The rest of that day despite all of the weirdness was well spent with Jiang Cheng. Doing the responsible thing for once and finishing their assignments. Nie Huaisang even brought them some snacks later in the night in exchange for letting him sleep on their floor. For some reason, that was something the older man wanted. Wei Wuxian didn't question it. Night came quickly and somehow all of them got to bed at a somewhat reasonable time.

The next day all three woke up with atrocious bed heads and had a late breakfast of the leftover snacks still in the room. It was probably unsanitary but the food in the room had nothing on the food he used to eat while he was on the streets. Back then he hadn't even had a golden core to fight off any illnesses he might have gotten. He doubted he'd get sick from it anyway.

But Jiang Cheng… eh, it would be good for his immune system.

Huaisang bid them goodbye in favor of painting some scene he had found some time ago that he finally found the motivation to paint. Jiang Cheng decided to spend his time writing to shijie.

Now that the scheduled time to meet his meimei in her home was nearing he nervously got dressed in his newest red and black ensemble, eager to make a good impression on the child's family. He carefully packed the jewelry box in his qiankun bag, his coin purse and the gift he had gotten for Cai-furen who he was going to greet at their home.

He walked along the direct path to the gates of Cloud Recesses and exited. This time he took his sword directly to the Cai estate after walking farther down the mountain as polite society dictated. Personally he didn't understand as to why it was rude to mount his sword where the guards could see but as always most rules eluded him.

The time passed quickly and with the occasional bird doing a double take at a human up in the sky beside them giving him a good chuckle. In time the familiar forest path that he had walked last time gave way to the wider path just before the estate.

He landed in front of the same guards he had met last time just swiftly enough that he had seen their awestruck faces. He gave a little laugh as he put Suibian away.

"What? A little sword flight is enough to render you both speechless? Remind me to watch myself around you two or risk over inflating my ego."

Embarrassed, they both flushed red and greeted him.

"Ah it's just a formality but you did receive the invitation they sent out right?"

"Yep! I've got it right here!" He handed it over to the taller guard and he passed it to the little guy who broke out a small letter opener and peeled the wax seal off.

"Wow! Is there a reason you guys do that or…?"

"Uh, yeah. We're supposed to peel the wax off of invitations once you're here to indicate that the visit has already occurred and to prevent re-use. Ah, y'know security stuff." The shorter man said a bit shyly. He handed the invite back and both guards ushered him inside.

Just after the gate there was an awaiting Xiuying.

"Wuxian-ge!" She cheered, a smile lighting up her face when she saw him.

"Xiuying meimei!" He called back, smiling just as brightly. "How have you been since I last saw you?"

"Pretty good now that you're visiting me! How are you?"

He spoke to her at length about what improvements he'd made to her spiritual device and how it had taken him three days to fix it into something functional. Her eyes had sparkled admiringly and he preened under her amazement at his description of what it now produced.

"That's soooo cool! But I asked about how you are, y'know how you feel? I'll ask you again tomorrow when we follow Bai Bingwen around too, okay? So think about it." She told him in a slightly commanding tone.

Generally when people had given him a task and asked him how he was they wanted to know about how the task went, not about how he felt. He shrugged and decided that Xiuying was just a little bit weird, but in a pleasant way.

"Anyway, it turns out my a-niang and jiejie already know who you are. They definitely like you already, so just be yourself and you'll be fine."

"Okay, then…" he answered, slightly confused at how the conversation went but It was quite sweet of her to try and reassure him. She definitely didn't know just how obnoxious he could be so he steeled himself to be polite and well mannered, as if he were speaking with civilian gentry on a mission.

As they entered he reached into his qiankun pouch for the gift and got ready to present it to Cai-furen.

"Greetings, I am Wei Ying, courtesy name Wuxian." He saluted.

"Pleased to meet you Wei-gongzi. I am Cai Bo, please address me as Cai-furen." She looked like a poised and elegant mistress of the house. Her hair was medium brown and her eyes were quite intense to look at. With her sharp features she reminded him of the ever competent Yu-furen. Slightly intimidated, he swallowed and smiled politely.

"Hello Wei-gongzi, I am Cai Daiyu. You may refer to me as Cai-guniang seeing as you refer to my meimei as meimei also." She smirked.

So this was the older sister. In the opposite effect that her mother had, she only reminded him of his shijie in the way that all older siblings loved teasing. She was also quite young, probably twelve or thirteen and while she shared features with Xiuying most of the baby fat had begun to melt off and only appeared when the girl smiled.

"Jiejie! Don't tease him, he's nervous! Be kind!"

Embarrassed, his face flushed a bit but he laughed good naturedly. "It's fine, Xiuying. What kind of man would I be if I couldn't take a bit of good natured teasing? Ah and here is my gift as thanks for welcoming me into your home." He handed the box over. "It's a bit of incense. Its scent is sweet and mild so it's good for burning all day but also has mild medicinal properties that are known to help clear airways and help with congestion."

They expressed their thanks and ushered them further into their home. The rest of their tea time went in much the same way. However, their mother only participated sparsely and only watched them interact for the most part. Later into the afternoon as Xiuying was getting ready to go spy on her betrothed, Cai-furen spoke to him as Wei Wuxian waited.

"I can see that my girls are very fond of you." A bit worried about what was to come, he braced himself to be told to stay away from her family as Yu-furen had before. However that wasn't what happened at all, "I can also see that you are a good boy and I trust you to be their friend and chosen gege. As such it would please me if you were to call me ayi."

She smiled as she said it and it completely transformed her face. Her shrewd and clever eyes softened with fondness and though her smile wasn't large, the small upturned corners of her lips were enough to blind someone. Stupefied at the matronly energy being exuded toward him, he could only nod.

After Xiuying had finished getting dressed -in a slightly less opulent coat than when he met her- they made their way to Caiyi Town to stalk the bastard that was her fiance. Of course he couldn't let a little girl do all the hard work when he was there, so he ended up lugging the jewelry box around as they searched. So that they would be ready to capture his misdeeds at any moment.

"Wuxian-ge?"

"Yes? You have a question, meimei?"

"How do you know you have feelings for someone?" She asked a pensive look on her face. Which was adorable, really, but both of them being in the bushes beside her betrothed's favorite tea house wasn't the most conductive for conversion. Especially if she was asking because she'd decided that she actually liked this fucker.

"Ah, uh. Well, that's a difficult question."

It wasn't that he had never thought someone was beautiful or even flirted with the odd girl or two it was just that he thought the feeling of 'like' should be deeper than that.

"You haven't ever like liked someone, have you?" She asked in narrow eyed suspicion.

"No, no. I have, I'm just having a hard time thinking of how to explain it to you." His thoughts raced for someone to base what it would be like to have romantic feelings for.

He thought of Lan Zhan -for some reason- so he just ran with it.

"Your heart should race at the sight of them. Either in excitment or because of their beauty alright not because you fear them or are intimidated, okay. Or at least not completely. Uhm, They should captivate you no matter what they’re doing. Like scolding you or walking or sword forms. The most irrelevant details of their person become the most facsinating thing in the world. The exact color of their eyes, the number of eyelashes they have. The way their accent sounds when they speak your name." The molten gold of his eyes, the flex of his fingers as they wrapped around his sword hilt and look of Lan Zhan's lips around his name when he was angry flashed before his eyes. "You crave their attention like a staved man craves a bao fallen to the floor.”

“Wow, Wuixian-ge, that sounds so… romantic." she breathed dreamily, her head resting on her knees from where she crouched.

He snapped out of whatever revelry he had entered, abruptly. His face scorching hot he coughed lightly. "I imagine that these feelings vary from person to person so, uh, take my words with a grain of salt perhaps?"

Her head snapped to attention, a group of people exiting the establishment.

“Look, it's him! Come on! Get ready!" She pointed out the short young man in the center. He looked to be around Wei Wuxians age. He was unremarkable with an average face and a snooty air about him.

They got to their feet and followed him as soon as he’d passed their bush and he activated the device -which had been previously charged for efficiency-.

They captured each and every uninspired insult he spread from the markets to the residential areas. He made Xuiying cover her ears more than once as the jokes among the bastard’s crowd became more disgusting or his insults unpalatable. He was truly someone repulsive.

Absorbed in their task they didn’t notice they were hungry until their stomachs growled. Sheepishly, they finished up and carefully packed it away. Both abandoned the group without anyone the wiser.

-

"Let's hurry! Today the chefs have prepared a larger spread because they heard you were coming! We must get there before my didi gets all of the good stuff!"

"Oh? A didi? What's he like?" He asked as they walked up the path to the estate.

"He's ten and a boy aaand the heir."

"Is that all? What about his personality? What does he like?"

"Um. Well, I guess he likes all the normal boy things like swords and such. Honestly, besides my niang and baba he doesn't spend much time with family. But I don't think he doesn't like us I just think he's busy with heir stuff."

That was a little sad. He couldn't imagine Jiang Cheng not having at least a little time to spend with he and shijie.

"But it's okay! I'm sure when he's older he'll make time to spend with us." She tried to cheer him up at the sight of his face.

Contrary to Xiuying, he thought that maybe Jiang Cheng might not have that same time to spend with them when he got older and took over the sect.

They once again got to the gates but instead of stopping him they simply let him go ahead seeing as he was with their guniang. This time as he entered there was no one to greet him but Xiuying insisted they continue to the dining room instead of waiting.

They entered. There were still servants rushing about and setting plates in their places. One particularly young man froze in place as he was setting down what looked like a delicious pile of braised pork.

"Come on, set it down! It's just Cai er-guniang! She always gets here early, get a move on now boy!" A plump woman wearing a servant's uniform called while carrying two trays on each arm, two resting on her palms and another two on her forearms. It was quite an impressive sight.

"Ah! I forgot to ask! Wuxian-ge are you okay with them continuing to work around us while we sit?"

"Of course it's fine. We're the ones that are early." He reassured her. "Pardon us, we're early, is it alright if we sit?" He addressed the room at large.

"Yes, yes it's fine just take a seat!" The same woman from before answered from her place farther down the room.

So they sat and to his slight embarrassment Xiuying grabbed food from a passing plate with her chopsticks and plopped it right in her mouth.

"Xiuying!" The name passed his lips, the gentle scolding surprising even himself. Heedlessly, he finished, "At least wait for everything to be set down! And wait to be served!" He whispered beside her.

"Mmp?" She swallowed and set her chopsticks down. "Okaaay." She pouted.

It was then that Cai-furen appeared.

As if by magic and her presence alone every servant had disappeared with everything put in its place. He hoped that she hadn't heard him scold her daughter, however lightly that it was.

"That was impressive. Every time I've scolded her about it she refuses to listen." Cai-furen said amused. With his hopes dashed and face feeling warm an attendant began distributing portions of food to their plates

"Also your baba and didi will be dining with us today a-Ying, just so you know." She informed her daughter in what seemed like a carefully neutral voice compared to the lightly playful voice he had heard from her before. The address of endearment also caught him off guard, bringing forth a wisp of a feeling of nostalgia. Perhaps from when his parents also called him a-Ying.

The girl in question made a face but smoothed her expression soon enough. As he doubted that such an expression was made by his meimei at the mention of her little brother, he began to think about her father.

He had assumed because she called her father by such an affectionate title that she must have been very fond of him but from the look of it that wasn't true. A bit apprehensive now he steeled himself for the possibility of a strained or awkward dinner.

[arisuamichan]

Medicine & Loquats

Summary: This reminded him too much of college and the baozi incident. That they woud never speak of again.

lolol reminds me of college & the baozi incident, Wei!😂  plz stfu nie or ill send wangji over🤬 all he'll do is clean my house, he won't fight w/o you there bc he defends ur honor🙄🥱 bsides, lan huan wont allow let it happen bc diplomacy  Nie Huaisang, please stop bothering my husband. And what do you mean by "the boazi incident?" 😜 g2g ilu guys byeee~~❤️💋❤️💋 

Oh, he was going to kill Nie Huaisang for that. That was if Lan Wangji didn't ask about the rotten baozi first...

Tags: Alternate Universe, Sick character, Sick fic, Soft Lán Zhàn | Lán Wàngjī/Wèi Yīng | Wèi Wúxiàn, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, I Will Go Down With This Ship, The evil wens are dead as per canon, the good wens are sipping emperor’s smile somewhere

Relationships: Lán Zhàn | Lán Wàngjī/Wèi Yīng | Wèi Wúxiàn, Jiāng Yànlí/Jīn Zǐxuān

Comments & Kudos appreciated! 💋💋

[cavernofdragons]

Nine Tails Too Many

[Summary]:

The Jianghu has been quiet for 13 peaceful years; at least ever since the Yilling Burial Mounds closed their gates. Wei Wuxian was an upstart of a non-spirit cultivator. At least, that’s what the rest of the world assumed. Then the YillingWei sect emerges 13 years after the Burial Mounds isolated themselves.

great googly-moogly it seems I've had a burst of inspiration! After six months I've finally finished this oneshot, so I'm here to present it to you all. Coming to a close at a whopping 14.2k words, my first ever MDZS draft is finished. Please enjoy!

[crescent3186]

MDZS/Harry Potter crossover Fanart

How bout Jiang Cheng in Gryffindor?

#M

[astronicht]

Writing a little paragraph on Jainism and the invention of the number zero for work and thinking about how I know this because of my Modao Zushi fanfiction habit, which is better than the time my boss asked why I knew all that about 1880s dynamite recipes and the honest answer was hockey rpf.

[take-a-look-inside-yourselves]

Rated: E {Explicit} - May contain serious time- period accurate triggering topics that are meant to disgust or trigger the audience while being treated as normal in the book due to accuracy.

However, I did modify it to not make it as triggering to the audience at times.

PLEASE READ TAGS ATTACHED AT THE TOP OF THE LINK ABOVE!

She can only laugh. Here, a scarred, red-faced child with nothing but scraggly robes, crying about not understanding how he could help her. "Some things can't be helped by intent alone," she expresses gently, covering the hand touching her face.

"I don't get it, A-Niang said that intentions help."

"Your A-Niang was a bit naive then," she smiles helplessly, taking the hand off her face gently covering it and warming it back to a normal temp.

She lets go and stands, "Are you ready to go to your new home?"

The child nods and together they stride away from a flimsy hay mat in the snow-covered, muddied alleyway. Two straw figures were held in the child's arms with a faded painted flowered rattle drum in his hand. The child's greyed sash held together the mangled robes with a broken bell clumsily tied with a dirty red ribbon.

Hey, everyone. I am obsessed with MoDao Zushi, so much so that I continuously read the novel and studied up in the bronze age of China so I can, kind of, understand the situation and culture they faced at the time.

I love the book so much. Especially those good extra chapters our lovely, beautiful original creator wrote. So I took a shot at writing my own fanfiction. It's still very much in the works, but I hope you enjoy it.

[ao3feed-xicheng]

Brother in laws

by gameover3636 Comedy fluffy fanfiction 😉😁❤ _____ Wei wuxian winked at him. Jingyi, shizhui, xingchen, wuxian and yanli laughs because they know the boy himself get in the hell. Xingchen gives flying kiss to him.The boy was like lost puppy and follow them. After a while Jiang cheng looked back and saw a boy walking behind his brothers. Jiang cheng become angry. Jiang Cheng,"who the fuck is that....' Grabbing his collar and slapping him hard on the face. Jiang cheng,"If You walk anywhere behind my omega siblings anymore, I will break both of your legs..... understand??   _____ Five omega brothers and an alpha protective brother story ❤️ Wangxian ❤️💚 Xichen 💜🤍 Xuexiao 🖤🤍 Xuanli 💛🤍 Zhuiling 💛🤍 Words: 6266, Chapters: 4/4, Language: English Fandoms: 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV), 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV) RPF Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M Characters: Lan Zhan | Lan Wangji, Lan Huan | Lan Xichen, Lan Yuan | Lan Sizhui, Jin Ling | Jin Rulan, Meng Yao | Jin Guangyao, Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian, Jiang Cheng | Jiang Wanyin, Jiang Yanli, Xiao Xingchen, Xue Yang | Xue Chengmei, Song Lan | Song Zichen, Lan Jingyi, Madam Lan (Modao Zushi) Relationships: Lan Zhan | Lan Wangji/Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian, Jiang Cheng | Jiang Wanyin/Lan Huan | Lan Xichen, Jiang Cheng | Jiang Wanyin & Jiang Yanli & Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian, Jiang Yanli/Jin Zixuan, Jin Ling | Jin Rulan/Lan Yuan | Lan Sizhui, Xiao Xingchen & Xue Yang | Xue Chengmei Additional Tags: Top Lan Zhan | Lan Wangji/Bottom Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian, Top Lan Zhan | Lan Wangji, Top Jiang Cheng | Jiang Wanyin/Bottom Lan Huan | Lan Xichen, Top Jiang Cheng | Jiang Wanyin, Jiang Cheng | Jiang Wanyin-centric, Jiang Cheng | Jiang Wanyin Needs a Hug, Angry Jiang Cheng | Jiang Wanyin, Bottom Jin Ling | Jin Rulan/Top Lan Yuan | Lan Sizhui, Bottom Xiao Xingchen, Bottom Lan Jingyi, Bottom Lan Yuan | Lan Sizhui, Bottom Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian, Good Sibling Jiang Yanli, Sibling Bonding, Protective Siblings, Siblings, Siblings Jiang Cheng | Jiang Wanyin & Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian, Half-Siblings Jiang Cheng | Jiang Wanyin & Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian, Love, Marriage Proposal, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha/Omega, Bottom Lan Huan | Lan Xichen, Top Xue Yang | Xue Chengmei, Bottom Xiao Xingchen/Top Xue Yang | Xue Chengmei, Canon - Modao Zushi & The Untamed Combination, Inspired by The Untamed (TV), Omega Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian, Lan Zhan | Lan Wangji/Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian Get a Happy Ending, Lan Zhan | Lan Wangji Loves Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian, Alpha Lan Zhan | Lan Wangji, Lan Zhan | Lan Wangji is So Whipped, Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian Loves Lan Zhan | Lan Wangji, Good Sibling Jiang Cheng | Jiang Wanyin via https://ift.tt/Q0JOElT

[little-meowyao]

Yippee

(I am insane someone euthanise me)

[concealedrecs]

I realized I was late this month, but here is last months recommendation using the 12 fics challenge meme.

Fic: Year of Night Call

Author: ailuridae

Fandom: The Untamed, Modao Zushi

Pairing: Lan Wangji/Wei Wuxian

Rating: Teen

Length: 22006

Recommendation: This is an all-timer. I really came back to fanfiction through wangxian, and though ailuridae is a friend, every time Im in a hospital I think about the Year of the Night Call (I am in a hospital everyday). This captures perfectly the strange suffering of residency - a thing I have only viewed secondhand - and doctoring - similarly secondhand. This is gorgeous and a wonderful read, and I especially love the way that ailuridae has always written Wei Wuxian - as the smartest man in any room that he is in, but in need of a hug.