#shop owner wei wuxian

[jiangchengneedstherapy]

So, looks like I've been blocked for saying Jiang Cheng's people were scared of him to ask him for help on the post about his 'good leadership' skill in Canon Jiang Cheng tag, I'm sorry I assumed that was up for discussion and I really was genuinely meaning for a discussion, and also @labyrynth I did get your notification of asking for source. The two main sources are "Arrogance (5)" and "Longing (3)" In Arrogance, we get Jiang Cheng's thought process highlighting that yes, he's captured people before even if zidian told him they were not body snatchers, the main crime he was capturing them under. A moment ago, Jiang Cheng was certain that this person was Wei WuXian, and all of the blood in his body started to boil. Yet, now, Zidian was clearly telling him that he wasn't. Zidian definitely wouldn't deceive him or make a mistake, so he quickly calmed himself and thought, this doesn't mean anything. I should first find an excuse to take him back and use every possible method to get information out of him. It's impossible for him to not confess anything or give himself away. I've done things like this in the past anyways. After thinking it through, he made a gesture. The disciples understood his intention and came over.

The disciples are long used to it, that's further highlighted in "Malice (1)"

The owner was getting ready to close the shop for the night. Suddenly, seeing that a fancy-clothed, dark-faced young man kicked open the door and walked inside with someone in his hand, appearing as if he was going to disembowel the victim right here, the owner was so frightened that he couldn't speak. A disciple went up and whispered a few things in his ear. With some silver pushedinto his hands, he quickly fled to the back of the hall and never came out again. Without any further instructions, the Jiang Sect's disciples instantly spread out from the inside to the outside, making it so that nothing could enter or escape the place.

Of course the rumors will spread, the people are scared but no one interferes, how can they? The disciples are even used to giving money and making sure no one else can enter/no one can escape, even when they know zidian confirmed that he's not possessed. And then in "Longing" The owner, "That I'm not so sure about. Anyways, the temple's quite popular. In Yunping City, no matter what someone runs into, we'd all go there and pray for the Guanyin's protection. I sometimes go there and light a few sticks of incense too."

Wei WuXian asked, "Then why don't you go find the cultivational sect that's in charge of this region?" He only remembered after he asked. Wasn't the cultivational sect in charge of this region precisely the YunmengJiang Sect.

Yet, the owner curled her lips, "Go find them? How dare we?"

Wei WuXian, "Oh? Why not?"

The owner, "Young Masters, you're not from Yunping City so you don't know. The Jiang Sect is responsible for all of us along the Yunmeng area. The Sect Leader's got quite a bad temper. It's almost frightening. His subordinate's said so a long time ago. Only one sect is in charge of such a large area. Each day, there are almost a hundred cases of small ghosts or other creatures pulling pranks on the living and all that. If every single small thing had to be dealt with immediately, would there be enough time and energy? Those that don't kill anyone aren't malign spirits, and we're not supposed to disturb them with trivial matters that aren't malign spirits." She complained, "What is this supposed to mean? Wouldn't it be too late if we waited until somebody's died to find them?!"

In truth, to refuse to act unless it was a malign spirit was a silently agreed rule that all of the larger sects followed. Although 'to be wherever the chaos is' was praised by many, the only person who really followed this was Lan WangJi, the one beside him right now.

The owner continued, "On top of that, Lotus Pier is truly a scary place. How would anyone dare go there again?"

Wei WuXian moved his gaze from Lan WangJi's calm face with a short pause of surprise, "Lotus Pier is scary? How could Lotus Pier be scary? You've been there?"

The owner, "I haven't been there myself, but I know someone who went because his house was being badly haunted. But it was all bad luck. That Sect Leader Jiang was cracking a glowing whip right on the training field. The victim's flesh and blood flew as high as his screams! A servant secretly informed him that the sect leader caught the wrong person again, that he hadn't been in a great mood, and that he definitely shouldn't be irritated in any way. He was so scared that he dropped off the gifts he brought and fled at once.

He never dared visit again."

Here Jiang Cheng is highlighted as no different than other sects who don't help until someones dead, its common in their society to have little care for the locals but add his torturing habits on top, who would risk asking for help when they could be the next ‘wwx come back from the dead'? So what if zidian confirms they’re not? Sect Leader Jiang will do as he pleases.

I’ve seen this get dismissed as rumors a lot, but its not just rumors, if his thought process confirms it, if his disciples are long used to taking action around it, when his people walked in on it happening, and when they're long used to praying in the Guanyin temple for help than to approach him afraid of his temper.

[whumpbby]

"Jiang Cheng is evil, because he acted like Wei Wuxian owed him something!"

He fucking did, tho?

Did you skip the fourth of the novel that spells out that Wei Wuxian fucking did owe Jiang Cheng something?

He owed him a goddamn ✨✨explanation✨✨ for suddenly going rogue, then seemingly insane, then murdering his brother in law and then losing his mind and their sister to the powers WWX assured everyone and anyone he could control 100% no biggie.

And that this is ultimately all Jiang Cheng wanted from Wei Wuxian? An explanation and an apology for being lied to and abandoned without a word? He wanted him to come back home, apologise to the dead, and explain himself.

How is that a hard concept to understand to some people?

If your friend keeps telling you "Hey, let's open up a bakery and I will do half of the work, and its gonna be great!" but then, once you open the bakery, the friend keeps skipping his part of the job and ultimately, without an explanation, goes to support your flagging competition while pissing off every other shop owner in the city - demanding an explanation is the least you'd do.

How the hell can you look at the guy desperate to ask "What happened to make all our lives go so wrong?" and think "Eugh, entitled!"

Jiang Cheng and Jin Ling are THE people deserving answers the most in the whole world post WWX's ressurection. He pretty much destroyed both of their lives - not on purpose, no, but inadvertently that's what happened. There was more people and interests at play, but the things that impacted these two the most were of Wei Wuxian's lies.

Demanding explanations is, really, the gentlest thing Jiang Cheng could punish him with.

[mediocretosubpar-soup]

To everyone's surprise, acting Sect Leader Lan, Lan Wangji and Jiang Cheng's inevitable full-blown all-out brawl is not Wei Wuxian's fault. In fact, Wei Wuxian is off on a night hunt with Wen Ning when it happens.

It starts like this. The sects meet in Qinghe. It all goes well, Nie Huaisang is despite his fluttering around and his shrill laugh, a competent chief cultivator. The talks are almost boring in their lack of scandal, in the swift decisions made. The Sect Leaders find themselves with a free afternoon.

Lan Wangji goes to the market thinking to buy a souvenir for Wei Wuxian and maybe another for Lan Xichen. (though he's not sure if it's wise to remind him of Qinghe). Walking through the market, he happens upon a shop that sells musical instruments. Interest sparked, he considers the wares on offer, the quality is good, different from the strict traditional equipment found around Gusu but not of lesser quality. A cleaning brush for flutes catches his eyes.

"You sell these as quality dimo?" Someone says in a tone that suggests the offending party has commited a grave sin.

"Sir, I assure that we only offer the best quality products." The clerk's voice has a pleading note to it, maybe he's said this already. Maybe he's just terrified. Whatever it is, Lan Wangji isn't going to let Sect Leader Jiang bully commoners. He rises to his full height and comments. "I can vouch for the quality." He tilts his chin at Jiang Cheng, in the way he's seen Shufu do for especially obnoxious parents, in a way that reminds people that Gusu Lan is the musical sect and he is their best musician. "I have bought them for my husband's instrument."

Jiang Cheng gifts him a look that could make flowers wither and turn sunny days gloomy. "I would have expected an instrument in the care of a Lan to retain its quality and yet even the tone-deafest of my disciples commented on the decline of sound when they returned from the last joined nighthunt."

The shop owner ducks under a table. Jiang Cheng jerks his head at the door. Lan Wangji steps between door and Jiang Cheng who huffs. "Acting Sect leader Lan, may we continue our discussion on the Nie training fields?" Lan Wangji's teeth grind against one another Jiang Cheng doesn't tire of pointing out Lan Wangji's inexperience and so far, he has always cloaked his pettyness in sound advice. Lan Wangji only heads for the door when he's placed money for the dimo on the table.

-

Their friendly sparring match between two equally matched cultivators who rarely have the opportunity to go all out for lack of equals in cultivation lasts until Wei Wuxian returns from his night hunt. By then Lan Wangji has busted Jiang Cheng's nose but Jiang Cheng has blackened his eye. Both have ignored Sect Leader Jin's screeching complaints of them being stupid (it's never stupid to defend oneself from baseless accusation) , a bad example for the juniors (Lan Wangji has been a paragon of proper conduct since he was a teenager) and isn't it far more likely that Wei Wuxian neglected Chenqing? This last point Sect Leader Jin shouts as Lan Wangji is sending a truly ferocious uppercut in the direction of Sect Leader Jiang's haughty face who drops his defense at those words. Lan Wangji cannot delight in Sect Leader Jiang's stupidly surprised face as Sect Leader Jiang was sending an overly flashy haymaker at Lan Wangji's face and Lan Wangji also dropped his defense. Lan Wangji sees Jiang Cheng's eyes widen in realization and then Jiang Cheng knocks him out.

Nie Huaisang later informs them that they both knocked each other out. "Who doesn't get too enthusiastic during a good sparring match? Who doesn't get carried away by the joy of fighting a good opponent?" Sect Leader Nie replies to Jiang Wanyin's explanation, his tone cheerful while implying that this never happened to him and he is very, very upset that his carefully planned discussion conference has been derailed. He's placed them in a shared infirmary and his head healer insists that they stay for the reminder of the night.

This is fine. Lan Wangji and Jiang Wanyin have done this before. No one endures their polite silence for long. They'll be given their clean bill of health soon enough.

[lmao-ooooooo]

Wangxian modern crime au where:

Lan Wangji, or Hanguang-jun, is a famous crime boss, and Yilling Laozu is said to be his 'worst enemy'.

But Wei Ying, Wei Wuxian, is an artist, boba shop owner, and the love of Lan Wangjis life. (That man has killed MANY people for this boy.)

Wei Wuxian does not know that Lan Zhan and Hanguang Jun are the same person. or, at least, he's not supposed to.

Wei Ying has one of the most powerful crime bosses, other than himself, wrapped around his finger, and he knows it. He swings his hips and bites his lips like he does not know what it does to people—to Lan Zhan, Hanguang-jun—like hes all innocent and couldn't possibly have killed most, if not all, of the Qishan Wen group single-handedly with his own kin.

[scaredysap]

There are spirits fleeing from Qinghe. All kinds of spirits: from yao, to ghosts to monsters of many shapes and sizes. Wei Wuxian has been tracking them for months now, following a seemingly constant flow of hauntings back to its source.

As he steps into the city proper, nothing much seems different. People mill about the streets, climbing up and down the cliff side to go about their business as usual. If anything, it seems to him that it’s really rather cold to be so late into spring. It’s not enough to be little more than an ill omen, really, but it’s something.

So, Wei Wuxian tells Lan Sizhui and the other young disciples to spread out and investigate the suburbs, hoping that the minor haunting scene he expects them to find will keep them busy. Meanwhile, he himself moves further up towards the Unclean Realm.

The streets are as narrow as Wei Wuxian remembered them, though there seem to be more colourful vendors around since the last time he visited. It seems that their Sect Leader had finally started to manage his territory, once the weight of his brother’s unexplained death had been lifted, or so the tavern owners say. Of course, Wei Wuxian had never heard anything about Nie Mingjue’s death being ‘unexplained’ until well after the truth had come out of the Guanyin Temple of Yunping City, bloody and scarred as it was. But then, Nie-Xiong had always been a gossip and turning such a skill into some useful manipulation of public opinion seems to be a joke of an effort. Hindsight truly is something out of this world.

As Wei Wuxian strolls through the narrow corners of Qinghe, the sun begins to dip behind the mountains, casting long shadows across the buildings. And yet, Wei Wuxian realises the light hardly fades at all, as hundreds of flickering lanterns light up and fill the city with a reddish glow. Behind those lights, the storefronts remain open, with people going in and out, though they are fewer in number now. A curious sight, as the hours gets later and later.

He should check on the ducklings soon.

When they reconvene, the disciples seem at once dejected and confused. Not a haunting to be found, they say, even though their evil detecting compasses were spinning round and round all day.

“You’re still relying on that old junk?” Wei Wuxian laughs airily. “I figured you’d know better by now.”

“But Senior Wei-!“

A number of complaints arise, but Wei Wuxian hardly pays them any mind. As he stares out of the inn they are dining at, watching pass by almost in a blur, Wei Wuxian drums a finger against his nose pensively. Soon enough he sends the disciples off to bed, claiming that he will try to fix their compasses so they may be used the following day. They’re tired after travelling and should follow their rules, going to sleep on time!

There is no grumbling from the disciplined young ducklings, but Wei Wuxian is sure that the looks on their faces will be sour all evening.

Well, whatever, Wei Wuxian has work to do.

After some searching, Wei Wuxian selects a shop that sells decorated porcelain vases, not far off the main square that leads to the Nie fortress that overlooks the city. He enters the wooden storefront with a knock against the beams of the open door, stepping inside while already looking around. The store is pretty, well-decorated, but he can see cobwebs gathering in the corners of the ceiling and furniture. Strange, for such a fancy place to not care for its presentation. He ooh’s and aah’s at the wares on sale for a few moments, walking around and taking note of some sort of array scratched into the support beams of the shop. It’s a form of containment, the gentlest hint at suppression he has seen in a while. Certainly not the preferred Nie style of cultivation.

A clerk has been watching him with a polite smile, commenting on his good eye when Wei Wuxian has commented on some vase or another.

“A creation of our in-house artisan!” The clerk says with remarkable enthusiasm as Wei Wuxian stops near a piece that is covered in images of thick vegetation, creeping vines that remind him of the area surrounding the Nie sabre tombs.

“In-house, you say? Surely your artisan isn’t working at this late time of night!” Wei Wuxian says, straightening up just fast enough to catch the clerk’s smile go a little wobbly at the edges.

“Our Qinghe is a lively place, there is hardly any time to sleep with all the new commerce routes our Sect Leader has managed to arrange,” the clerk replies.

“I can see that!” Wei Wuxian beams, sauntering over to the desk and leaning with his hip against it. “With all these lanterns, you would think this was Nightless City, not Qinghe.”

There is a crash from the back of the shop, at the same time as the clerk’s smile drops. His eyes flicker towards the curtain that separates the store from the private area in the back. The man steps away quietly, staring between it and Wei Wuxian’s unconcerned grin.

The screeching sound of wood scraping across the floor, then a few featherlight steps come from what Wei Wuxian assumes to be the workshop. A gentle hand, with long fingers stained with splatters of blue, parts the curtain. The face that peeks out is hidden by a white veil that hangs still off the owner’s forehead.

“Qinghe is nothing like that pit of demons,” the artisan says in a raspy voice, pulling the curtain aside to reveal a female figure draped in thick robes. She wears a white belt around her middle, a familiar sign of mourning.

“Is it not? I’ve been there a few times, trust me when I tell you it is remarkably similar,” Wei Wuxian insists.

“Qinghe is nothing like that pit of demons,” the artisan insists, stepping out of the workshop and beginning to shake. No, not shake. Flicker.

Wei Wuxian gives a shrug, pushing off of the desk.

“Agree to disagree.”

The clerk by now has slid his way to the open door and is looking, for some reason, at Wei Wuxian, rather than at f artisan.

“Young master, please, no need to make trouble…” He says, sounding like someone who is trying to quell a run of the mill disagreement.

“Sadly for you, there is no one in the great sects better at causing trouble than me,” Wei Wuxian says with a cheerful laugh. “Fair warning, I’m about to cause some more in three… two… one…”

The clerk, smart man, is already half out the door when Wei Wuxian snatches off the artisan’s veil. As the clerk goes running in the streets, screaming for help, the artisan wails and clutches at her face. Or rather, where her face should be.

The pallid skin is twisted and rough, like a clay statue that had not been molded past the initial stage. As she claws, her unfinished cheeks give way under her perfect hands. Her form flickers and seems to overflow out of her robes for a split second, then the ghost is flinging herself past the counter with long artists’ fingers stretched for Wei Wuxian’s throat.

With a quick dodge, he sends her sprawling on the floor, her knees flattening under her. With a groaning sound, her torso twists around to face him again. There is a burst of resentment, pulsating from her as she shrieks with no mouth. The endless crashing sound of porcelain fills the room until it is abruptly silenced by a trilling note.

With Chenqing at his lips, Wei Wuxian gathers the resentment up, making it swirl in waves only he and the ghost can feel. She tries to claw at him again but her form is having more trouble holding itself together already. Wei Wuxian shapes the resentment into another rhythm, holding it steady with his music and then slowly but surely stamping it down, down, down.

The artisan squirms and moans under his ministrations, undulating from side to side along with the lilting sound of the flute. Her makeshift features become more and more smooth, her spirit calming but still present as Wei Wuxian coaxes her into a mellow, if a bit disgruntled compliance.

With quick gestures, Wei Wuxian flicks a talisman out of his sleeve and sticks it cheekily across her forehead before letting his song fade out.

“There we go. This should be a bit safer than the half-assed array in this shop, wouldn’t you say?” He says to the artisan, who as a response makes an unpleasant sound like scraping nails on a plate. “Don’t give me that, I’m not planning on eradicating you.”

“And what exactly are you planning to do to my favourite porcelain vase artist, then?“ A huffy and petulant voice comes from the entrance of the shop.

Wei Wuxian raises his head to find Nie Huaisang standing as tall as he can manage in the entryway, accompanied on each side by a warrior dressed in Nie green. The Sect Leader stares down at where Wei Wuxian is kneeling in front of the ghost, with a furrowed brow and hardly any trace that he would have been woken up in the middle of the night for this.

“You know, Master Wei, most cultivators would ask for permission to night hunt in another sect’s territory,” Nie Huaisang continues, holding both hands behind his back. And Wei Wuxian must give it to him: the width of his squared shoulders and the new sharp cut to his cheekbones does give the man a more intimidating air than he’d ever had in his youth. Shame that Wei Wuxian cares very little about it.

“I didn’t think you would worry about that custom,” he answers with a grin.

“Any normal Sect Leader would.”

“You aren’t exactly a normal Sect Leader.”

Wei Wuxian is expecting Nie Huaisang to laugh. And he does, clear and airy like the birdsong he has always loved.. But it comes just a beat too late. Wei Wuxian has seen the crack, he has been waiting for it since the confrontation at Guanyin Temple.

“No, I’m really not,” Nie Huaisang says, and the glint on his eye makes a chill run down Wei Wuxian’s spine.

[jiaoji]

The talk

Lan WangJi has always been reserved, quiet and cold. Never in all his life did romantic relationships seem as attractive as his classmates murmured and bragged to each other.

Until Wei WuXian.

Lan WangJi now understood the plea, having Wei WuXian clingying on his neck and kissing him like his life depends on it.

They meet at the first year at high school. Wei WuXian was flirty and making jokes for Lan WangJi in the first day, everyone thought they hated eachother, and Wei Ying as well, because Lan WangJi was unusual cold and angry at him.

But after a year, they finally had a friendship and after more months, Wei Ying asked him out. Nobody actually knew about it, but their "rivalry" became Wei WuXian's favorite thing to provoke his boyfriend.

Wei WuXian had sneaked Lan WangJi into his room with any excuse to FengMian, the only one who was home at the time. In the kitchen, Jiang FengMian finished washing the dishes, enjoying the rare silence of his house.

He sighed with a satisfied smile and started setting the table. However, a strange noise coming from the bedroom drew attention.

Loud squeaks and sighs. Jiang FengMian sensed something was wrong and walked over to the door, which, unfortunately, was only a crack open. He opened it without much thought and then Lan WangJi and he exchanged wide-eyed glances.

Jiang FengMian, "..."

Lan WangJi, "..."

Lan WangJi had his hands tightly gripped on Wei WuXian's thighs, who was on his back, very busy kissing Lan WangJi's neck.

FengMian closes the door and coughs quickly. Perhaps he should have a talk with A'Ying, to understanding that he was no longer a child now.

Lan WangJi is unable to look at FengMian, as well as Wei WuXian once he heard what Jiang FengMian saw. He should apologize, along with Lan WangJi.

Wei WuXian, "Did Uncle Jiang see?!" Lan WangJi held him tightly around the waist so that Wei WuXian wouldn't slide off his lap as he squirmed to look at the door.

Ears red, Lan WangJi remembered the awkward silence and the stares he exchanged with Jiang FengMian.

Wei WuXian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "I'm going to talk to Uncle Jiang..."

Lan WangJi, "I should apologize too."

Wei WuXian, "You should!"

At the end of the hall, the two looked around, hiding as they searched for the owner of the house, as silent as ever.

Wei WuXian let out a nervous laugh, "Did he leave?"

Above him, Lan WangJi was still looking around, when he noticed something on the dining table.

Lan WangJi came out of hiding, "There's a note-!"

Wei WuXian tilted his head, curious why Lan WangJi just stopped talking, "And what else, Lan Zhan?" to the tiptoeing and hands resting on his boyfriend's shoulders, Wei WuXian peeked at the note and noticed something at her side.

"I went out to do some shopping, when I arrive we can talk.

Please protect yourselves properly."

They both froze and blushed at the sight of the condom set.

Heavens!! What did Jiang FengMian think? They were 17, but they haven't done anything like that yet!

Wei WuXian didn't know whether to grab the condom or hide his face in his hands. Lan WangJi was too strict and innocent for such things! Even when they make out, Lan WangJi seem very shy, what Wei WuXian finds really cute actually.

Meanwhile, Lan WangJi thanked Jiang FengMian, he wouldn't have to use the condoms he bought himself a few days ago without looking too much in embarrassment, that he asked one of the people who worked there for help...

She gave a much smaller number than he could use. He could have complained, of course, if he'd had the face for it.

In the end they didn't do much. Wei WuXian laughed and said that Jiang FengMian might have misunderstood, so he tripped over his own feet and flirted with Lan WangJi to convince him to have lunch while they saw a documentary about bunnies.

Lan WangJi grabbed the condons without Wei WuXian noticing.

When Jiang FengMian came back, the two of them were cuddling together on the sofa. Secretly hoping his couch was clean, he woke the young couple and sat down in the armchair.

Jiang FengMian, "I think we should talk about this."

It was awful!

Uncle Jiang congratulated the two on their courtship, what was nice, but then looked at Lan WangJi and asked him to take good care of Wei Ying.

Lan WangJi responded to that request just as seriously, and Wei WuXian wanted to dig a hole and hide. Wei WuXian asked if Jiang FengMian could not say anything about it, what he agreed.

But it got worse!!

Uncle Jiang began an uncomfortable sex lesson, accidentally quoting contraceptives. He certainly expected to have this conversation with Wei Ying and his girlfriend, not Wei Ying and his innocent boyfriend.

When it was over, Lan WangJi thanked Jiang FengMian for the advice, who looked very pleased with himself after that conversation.

He would certainly do better with his own children when they had the talk.

Outside, the two stopped in front of the gate, hand in hand.

"..."

"..."

Wei WuXian, even in that situation, needed to be ridiculous, "Don't worry, Lan Zhan, I'll take care to not get pregnant."

"Wei Ying!"

Wei WuXian's laughter filled Lan WangJi's reddened ears.

[ao3feed-xicheng]

Confessions over Coffee

by NataraAmethystFanfic The owner of the Jing family's beloved Lotus Root cafe, Jiang Cheng, is a lot of things. Handsome, talented, hardworking. he is the pride of Yunmeng and the beloved brother to both his sister and foster brother from another family. He is also President Lan's future husband, he just doesn't know it yet. However, Jiang Cheng's kindness towards a new customer leads to a romantic confession over a cup of coffee. And Wei Ying almost goes into "Yiling Laozu" mode. Words: 1394, Chapters: 1/2, Language: English Fandoms: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/M, M/M Characters: Jiang Cheng | Jiang Wanyin, Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian, Lan Huan | Lan Xichen, Lan Zhan | Lan Wangji, Jiang Yanli Relationships: Jiang Cheng | Jiang Wanyin/Lan Huan | Lan Xichen, Jiang Cheng | Jiang Wanyin & Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian, Lan Zhan | Lan Wangji/Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Fluff, Coffee Shop Owner Jiang Cheng | Jiang Wanyin, Background Relationships, Minor Jiang Yanli/Jin Zixuan, Minor Lan Zhan | Lan Wangji/Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian, One-Sided Attraction, Crushes, Male Homosexuality, it's talked about, Twin Prides of Yunmeng Feels, Mentioned Jin Ling | Jin Rulan, Mentioned Lan Yuan | Lan Sizhui, Xicheng are so in love with each other, part 2 will be updated tomorrow, Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian's Birthday, I know I'm late, Love Confessions via https://ift.tt/90ogn3v

[sngchngs]

Modern day sangcheng au (that may or may not ever be written)

Pet shop owner and hobby painter Nie Huaisang. He's got a thing for exotic birds, he has a few in his private aviary behind the shop; he talks to them a lot. His brother tells him he needs human friends, and "Wei Wuxian doesn't count".

Single uncle Jiang Cheng (martial arts studio owner and trainer) caring for teenager Jin Ling. Jin Ling was given Fairy as a birthday present from his other uncle Jin Guangyao.

"Why the fuck would Jin Guangyao give you a puppy?! No. Don't answer that. Fuck, what to we need to look after a puppy?"

"Didn't you have dogs before, uncle?"

"I had dogs when I was a kid! Where's the nearest pet shop? We need supplies if we're keeping her."

"Found one! SangSangs Pet Supplies and Bird Specialists. It's a 10 minute drive from here."

Cue the first meeting between Jiang Cheng and Nie Huaisang at the pet shop.

Huaisang is happily chatting away about his latest painting to a grey parrot on her perch near the counter.

Who has the audacity to wolf whistle at the handsome fit man who just walked into the shop.

"I swear I did not teach her how to do that"

Things spiral from there.

[natigail]

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"But did we actually make it? Will we ever?" (Stranger Things, 3.5k, Steve & Robin, canon, post-season 4, grief, coming out)

I will never make you lonely | #LoveSTAY (Stray Kids, 3.2k, Bang Chan & Reader, met in a dream)

security! (Phan, 3.1k, reality, domestic, introspection)

More than 2 and a half weeks (Phan, 2.4k, reality, leaving for tour)

[wangxianficrecs]

Something Wicked

Something Wicked

by theroyalsavage

G, 6k, wangxian

Summary: It's very simple, really: Wei Wuxian is a necromancer whose spell keeps inexplicably failing. Lan Wangji owns a magical supply shop. Their relationship is purely business - until it isn't.

Mojo's comments: A sweet magic shop AU, wherein wwx totally falls for the shop owner while trying to keep the spell he's (repeatedly failing) a secret. (Lwj is gathering clues, though. I mean, it's not like he doesn't know what these ingredients are for, after all.)

modern setting, modern with magic, magical realism, strangers to lovers, canon-typical necromancy, tenderness, witch lan wangji, witch wei wuxian, spells and charms, getting to know each other, crushes, soft, fluff, light angst, happy ending, @theroyalsavage

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[elmaxlys]

This was a super weird dream, in a good way? Like it was super interesting in a way I can't really describe. It was a new CSM chapter somehow (that I lived, not read), involving a character named Hyuun who WASN'T drawn in the CSM style and rather looked like he belonged in MDZS (I say that because Wei Wuxian made a guest appearance). Hyuun (also known as Sakizawa Shoto by his former owners, bc he was a slave) was an assassin of sorts. When he was a kid, he was, as I said, a slave to some guy he both loved and hated who looked like if Shou Tucker had a soul and a wife still (I say that because Edward Elric made a guest appearance).

So like, we're seeing a flashback, from street kid Hyuun luring customers to Owner's place bc they want one just like him. He takes them to the shop, and there are, like, only shops like that in the street and Hyuun hesitates to take him to another becsuse he doesn't like the guy that talked to him. But he still does his job, and when Owner and Customer talk, he's hiding behind some furniture in the far corner of the room. He can hear them talk, there's even Wife, but he can't see them.

Flashback over- back to present where Denji, no chainsaw head, only chainsaw hands, has his eyes wide and on his side there's one single flashback panel: they knew each other as street kids before Hyuun got taken. Hyuun also recognizes him and starts to back away and then outright flees. There's a chase scene on the rooftops until finally Denji catches up. But too late. Hyuun already bit a poison pill AND his tongue for good measures and collapses on the ground. (ground ground they're no longer on the roofs. why is it roofs and not rooves??) Denji screams for help and tries to make him spit the poison and then he notices the tongue thing and Hyuun's eyes are losing their light and Denji lies down on him, with his head in the crook of his neck and chest and the chapter ends there.

I read some posts about it, I make some of my own, which is why I remember it's CSM lmao I had to tag billions of spoiler warnings for that death. It was, specifically, CSM 149 lol. I was, like, pacing in my room and wanting to scream my lungs out (Hyuun was a favorite). I went to my DeviantArt page, which I was apparently still using, to look at some TG art and found very good Matsurie paintings in my own gallery (except that Matsuri didn't have his beard) and I was like??? I don't remember painting that.

Then scene change, back in the black and white world of Hyuun dying. Denji dragged Hyuun's body to his former Owner's place, as they were among the only ones not to have deserted the city and therefore they should have something to help. Owner wasn't there when they got there so Denji starts looking through things to get medicine. But then Owner gets back, not with Wife but with Wei Wuxian, as he was treating with him for... business idk. Denji has to fight the urge to fight or flight but gets in front of them like. I need help. And he leads them to Hyuun's body and Owner is like "Sakizawa?" and Denji answers back "his name is Hyuun" and Wei Wuxian gets close and both him and Owner say his life is gone.

Scene change, we're now outside, Denji still dragging Hyuun's body. He gets to the city place and looks up at the moon. Wei Wuxian is there and they don't exchange words but I'm pretty sure he proposed that he'd make him come back as a Wen Ning of sorts (sorry I don't remember the exact terms). Denji looks conflicted and heartbroken, but then guess who gets there? Edward Elric, probably summoned by the mere idea of bringing someone back from the dead. He has a foldable bike, don't ask me why. He folds it back and walks toward them and says something and I can still hear his voice but I have no idea what he said. Dream ends.

For the stats: first part lived through Hyuun's eyes. 2nd part, regular old me, only online so ppl called me elmax. 3rd part seen all externally.

[whetstonefires]

9) Wei Wuxian cheats blatantly at a children's game against actual children. Lan Wangji backs him up. Candy is eaten. Pleasure shopping is done. Wei Wuxian critiques a soup, figures out Lan Wangji is plotting to make it for him better, laughs at the idea of Lans in general and Lan Wangji in particular cooking anything that tastes good, then when Lan Wangji won't comment on whether he did mean to reverses course and promises he'd eat a burnt pan if Lan Wangji made it for him.

- Turns out Lan Wangji already cooked him delicious Hunan-style food and let him think it was take-out! Wei Wuxian is speechless. His sincere flattery moves Lan Wangji. Wei Wuxian confesses to having burnt a pot and been banned from cooking. - Wei Wuxian grandstands absurdly at a carnival game; wins Lan Wangji a dorky porcelain tortoise. Requests and receives an ugly stuffed donkey. Lan Wangji 'wins' Wei Wuxian and only Wei Wuxian knows it's on purpose, and they steal the game owner's hoop. They conspire to troll the Cloud Recesses via interior decorating. - Date on a blooming lotus lake, reminiscing about having wanted to take Lan Wangji to get hit with a stick for stealing from the old man in the previous extra, as retribution for the beating he got from the Gusu Lan, then (after the boat flips) admits he really just wanted Lan Wangji there to 'play.' Asks Lan Wangji to admit that he didn't really dislike him back then. - Is invited to see if Lan Wangji would ever reject him again.

So I make it, of the 9 separate storylines in the extras, only the last two concern the subject in question. Wei Wuxian confesses that he wanted Lan Wangji to come visit him simply because he liked him, and is even now insecure about whether Lan Wangji liked him back at that age.

Nobody in the Yunmeng chapter suggests Wei Wuxian has made a habit of talking about Lan Wangji or the idea of his visiting; Jiang Yanli actively leads us to believe he has not mentioned him at all, although it must have been months already.

Lan Wangji's ongoing preoccupation is established, but for Wei Wuxian all we actually get is that he liked Lan Wangji, wanted to see him for his own sake, and brought him up at least twice.

My feeling about his fronting at this point is that it's much less that he's avoiding confronting his own attraction and more that he agreed with Jiang Cheng that he was disliked, and it upset him, because he liked Lan Wangji a good deal. I don't get the impression he was intensely hung up on Lan Wangji yet or that he was particularly likely to pepper Lan Wangji's name through all his conversations.

I disagree with the textual analysis that says Wei Wuxian would definitely be unable to date and talk about Lan Wangji to his dates and just generally be very definitely blatantly in love without noticing it.

I think you can read him that way, if you want, but I think it's a bit of a stretch, I don't think it's a very interesting character reading, and I definitely don't agree that it's Absolute Canon that people are carelessly disregarding. And I think this is a rather unfair sweeping judgment to cast on everyone else's interpretation of the novel.

Meanwhile, I reviewed the chapter 45 flashback, and Wei Wuxian does in fact see Lan Wangji in the wrong outfit after a year and go: Wow that boy is so pretty it really brightens my day. Who is that? Oh! It's Lan Wangji lol!

The narration then states that when he first got back from Gusu he told everyone all about it, especially how annoying Lan Wangji was, and then very quickly forgotten all about it and got back to his normal life in Yunmeng. Then it says that Lan Wangji's beauty is why Wei Wuxian didn't recognize him at first, along with his being in the wrong outfit.

So like. There's a lot there! Obviously Wei Wuxian is into Lan Wangji, and likes him, and wants to be liked! I just don't see that there's a strong basis for the assertion of constant preoccupation.

Weaponizing canon against other people's fic on a point like this is kind of mean even when your citations are unimpeachably correct, and given how many people are in this fandom with limited access to the text this kind of declaration is often taken seriously, so I felt I should say something.

There's space for my translation to be flawed ofc, it's the old unofficial one because I don't have $100 for danmei, but I don't think it's possible it's that bad. What does your version say? Are there more extras I don't know about?

drives me crazy when the mdzs fandom still doesn’t understand wwx is just as obsessed with lwj as lwj was with him. dare i say moreso. how am i STILL coming across fics/meta where wwx is dating people after having met lwj. any attempted relationship would end after 2 hours cause he’s incapable of going 15 minutes without talking or thinking about lwj. even if he actually tried going on a date it would be like. he’d sit down sigh and his date would ask what he was thinking about and he’d say i invited lan zhan here last week but he rejected me :(((((( and i was so sincere :((((( and then they order food he’d start smiling to himself and they’d be like what’s up and he’d be like “ahahaha i’m imagining trying to get lan zhan to eat this dish!!” they walk around outside and he grabs a cute little trinket from a market stall and the date is like oh :)) and wwx would be like this is so silly and cute i’m gonna hide it in lan zhan’s bag and see his reaction. pre meeting lwj maybe there is a slim chance but after he sees that :| face it’s over for anyone else

[ceilingfrogs]

Delicately Deadly

Sangchengmonth2020 (ao3)

Day 25: Steampunk AU

“This is a terrible idea,” Jiang Cheng repeated as they walked down the cobbled streets, the damp rocks glistening under the gas lamps lining the road.

“So you keep saying,” Nie Huaisang replied. They stopped at the kerb; a carriage passed by, drawn by two mechanical steel horses, steam escaping out of their nostrils and drifting up to be lost in the cloudy evening sky.

“And I’m going to keep saying it until you start listening to me.”

They crossed the road, Jiang Cheng taking care to avoid stepping into the gutter engorged with earlier’s rain.

“Remember what happened with the last invention you tested out for Wei Wuxian?” Jiang Cheng continued, “That toaster machine exploded after the sixth use and completely destroyed our new countertops.”

“But remember how lovely and golden those five first pieces of toast had been,” Nie Huaisang said.

“Remember how that sixth one was burnt to a crisp along with half of our kitchen?”

They turned into a narrow side street and stopped at a red door that desperately needed a new coat of paint.

Jiang Cheng grabbed the handle and opened the door, letting Nie Huaisang in first. The bell over their heads jingled as they walked in.

The shop was dark and cramped, filled to bursting with all manner of curios and contraptions, though, surprisingly, the shelves lacked the usual layer dust.

“The shop’s actually looking cleaner now that Wen Ning’s started working here,” Nie Huaisang commented, looking out at the windows that could now let in some of the street light, having been rid of years’ worth of grime.

The faded black curtain separating them from the backroom was pushed aside and Wen Ning, the new shop assistant, stepped through. Wen Ning looked especially pale under the shop’s poor lighting, the black artificial veins under his skin that could be followed all the way down to his heart made his complexion as white as chalk.

“Good evening Masters Jiang and Nie,” he said in that stuttering manner he always used, bowing slightly.

“Hello, how’s the new heart?” Nie Huaisang asked because he never could keep his nose out of other people’s business.

“It’s doing wonderfully,” Wen Ning said, clutching at his chest where the metal heart was quietly ticking away, “Master Wei replaced some of the valves, and it’s working much better now.”

“That’s good to hear,” Nie Huaisang replied.

“We’re here to pick up the new fire hazard Wei Wuxian made for Nie Huaisang,” Jiang Cheng said, having no patience for small talk.

“Of course,” Wen Ning replied, “Master Wei stayed up all night finalizing it. Please wait a moment.” He bowed again before walking back behind the curtain.

“This is still a terrible idea,” Jiang Cheng asserted once again in a whisper.

Nie Huaisang absent-mindedly shushed him.

Before Jiang Cheng could add more, Wei Wuxian came bouncing in, wearing a big smile on his face and even bigger bags under his eyes. Wen Ning followed close behind.

“Here you go, Nie Huaisang. This one shouldn’t explode,” Wei Wuxian said without bothering to greet them like a normal person.

Much to Nie Huaisang’s delight, Wei Wuxian handed him a fan made of thin sheets of dark green metal. Nie Huaisang’s fingers brushed over the intricate weaving of silver knots climbing up the fan’s guards. It had a simple elegance to it, and even Jiang Cheng had to admit it was beautiful.

“It’s capable of releasing small knives hidden in the folds and is strong enough to deflect pretty much any bullet all the while remaining chic and decorative,” Wei Wuxian said, finishing his sales pitch.

The fan was deceptively delicate just like Nie Huaisang.

With Nie Huaisang sufficiently distracted by his new toy, Jiang Cheng turned to Wei Wuxian.

“You look like shit,” he said.

“It’s good to see you too, Didi,” Wei Wuxian laughed, throwing an arm around Jiang Cheng’s shoulders. Jiang Cheng made sure to look appropriately annoyed, but didn’t try to dislodge him.

“You should take better care of yourself,” Jiang Cheng reprimanded. “If you don’t, I’m going to tell Ajie on you.”

“Jiang Cheng,” Wie Wuxian pouted, “that’s just mean, and after I made your husband a lovely gift and everything”.

“Keep pushing your luck, and I’ll tell Hanguang-Jun as well.”

Wei Wuxian shrieked in indignation, calling him a big bully, but Jiang Cheng knew he’d get a long night’s sleep after this, the prospect of Lan Wangji’s silent disappointment and discrete mothering too much for even Wei Wuxian to bear.

In the hopes of diverting Jiang Cheng’s attention, Wei Wuxian grabbed a little device he’d been working on.

“Look at this,” he said, shoving it into Jiang Cheng’s face.

It wasn’t much to look at, a jumble of wires and pipes that only made sense to Wei Wuxian.

“It’s going to be a music box,” Wei Wuxian explained, “I was thinking of giving it to Lan Zhan. It’s not done yet, but I’m close.” He pressed a button on the contraption.

Something in the machine cracked, smoke billowed out, and instead of music, shrill distorted sounds filled the shop. One of the small pipes snapped off and flew straight for Jiang Cheng’s face.

Before anyone else could think to react, Nie Huaisang, in one swift movement, opened the fan and extended his arm to block the upcoming projectile. The pipe smashed into the green metal, rebounded off of it and whizzed past right into one of the shop windows, shattering it on impact.

Jiang Cheng, Wei Wuxian and Wen Ning were left staring wide-eyed at Nie Huaisang as the glass crashed down onto the ground. Nie Huaisang didn’t notice the looks, too busy inspecting the fan, searching for blemishes on the metal and finding none.

“Cool, it works,” Nie Huaisang smiled, finally looking up. “Can you make me another one in grey, please?” He asked Wei Wuxian, already planning how to accessorize the fan with all his outfits.

Wei Wuxian could only nod, unable to speak.

[mamoonde]

ha ha imagine modern cultivation reincarnation au where wei ying's reincarnation gets reborn in mundane society, later owning a pawn shop, and he sometimes posts about his cool finds/authentic items for sale.

one day someone drops the long lost stygian tiger seal in his shop. and look, wei ying may not be part of the super exclusive cultivator society, but he's not dumb, he knows a few things. he knows all about the history of the sect wars, the story of the dreaded yiling laozu, the massacre at nightless city, the siege of burial mounds. he was never a good student, but he did like to read.

he also knows how many counterfeits and replicas there are of cultivation artifacts. in fact he owns a pretty damn good one of zidian, and wen ruohan's authentic poison dagger. he knows better now how to tell when a guy doesn't actually know whether they're selling something of worth, or when a deal is too good to be true.

so when some rando drops in from out of town, a *little* too desperate to get rid of some "old family heirloom rock" he knows something's up.

"so you're telling me, your family's had this thing sitting around in your basement for generations, and you're just selling this to me, just like that?" wei ying looks up from the faded talismans clinging haphazardly to the sides of the dusty puzzle box.

the young man grins sharply.

"if my folks can cut me off for not having a shitty dumbfuck cultivator's core, why can't i sell their shit after they're dead and gone?" he jerks his thumb to the door. "'sides, ain't ya the one whose sign says, 'cursed items are fine'?"

wei ying raises a brow. "if you really believe it's cursed, why sell it here of all places?"

"well, can't give all the fun to them prissy ass cultivator pricks, can we?" the young man smirks, flicking at one of the frayed talismans. "'sides, i need easy cash. so how 'bout it?"

"well, it doesn't look pretty well-kept, that's for sure," wei ying spins the box, tugs at the little brass fixtures and lock keeping it shut. nothing seems to come off except from dust. "for all i know, this could just be something you got off etsy. how much do you want for it?"

the young man rolls his eyes. "well since you're so ecstatic to receive it, i want 500 bucks for it."

wei ying snorts. "kid, no one's gonna buy this thing off me for 450, let alone 500. i'll give you 300 for it."

"that's it?"

"300 or you take it to those prissy cultivators."

for a moment the guy just glowers at him and wei ying's sure he's gonna have to bring out his little party trick for troublesome customers. but in the end, the guy backs off. "fine, fine, i'll take the 300."

so wei ying gives him the money, already sure he's gonna be paying hell for it.

"nice doin' business with ya." the guy looks back at him with a smirk. "i don't think you'll have a problem finding people who'll want it. see 'ya around, wei ying."

and then he's gone.

wei ying looks down at the old box on his counter, talismans peeling off the side and sighs.

right off the bat, he can tell the box is neither 'generations old' nor 'cursed.' well, not as much as what's sealed inside it is.

see, wei ying may not have fancy schmancy cultivator education, or a golden core, but he was born sensitive to energies:

he knows the heavy warmth of spiritual energy, the burning cold of resentful energy.

and from the moment the guy had entered his tiny shop, wei ying had felt the box practically ooze dark, resentful energy, seeping through weakening talismans.

"what have we gotten ourselves into this time?" wei ying mutters to himself as he takes out his trusty protective gloves.

over the years of handling occasionally cursed items have taught him the merits of good sturdy cloth stitched with protective talismans – especially in minimizing singed fingers and damaged items.

he attaches a clip on lens to his phone camera, self-modified with tiny energy recording and protection arrays then carefully documents his latest, definitely cursed acquisition. most run-of-the-mill cursed items he encounters in his shop and some antique stores would register a faint smokey aura about them – resentment attached with no specific goal. rarely, some objects would have a darker grey hue – full of resentful spirits that could harm people.

talismans, fueled by spiritual energy would have a glow; its brightness depending on how much of it is left.

the talismans barely holding on to the puzzle box emit a feeble light, like days old glow sticks. and where they come away, the energy that seeps out is a pitch black.

"well fuck, seems we chose death today!" wei ying says, putting his phone down. "what the hell are you hiding inside, little buddy?"

for that matter, why was whatever it is not locked inside some cultivator's vault? for all that the cultivation society strictly keep to their circles,

they've never been silent when it came to dealing with evil spirits and keeping people away from vats of resentful energy (i.e. burial mounds, old yi city). the unguarded existence of an artifact that seems to contain all the resentment of china seems like a huge oversight.

his early bell goes off and wei ying has just enough time to stuff the old box in a heavily sealed pouch under his counter before his next customer comes in.

hopefully the talismans hold on until he can close up.

he's gonna need to call wen qing up before he can play around with it.

[sneakingpasta]

Wei Wuxian BECOMES Wei Wuxian

So basically wwx starts to look a bit different

Not a big change at first but he starts to grow a bit taller

Everyone just blames it on a late growth spurt or something

A lot of the Lan disciples don’t really notice a lot changing since Wei Ying visits often (except for the juniors lol, they’re always checking to see when they’ll be taller than wwx)

But then some start noticing his facial features changing a little bit

They become more defined and more clear cut

Wwx doesn’t quite notice this until one day Lan Qiren spots him out of the corner of his eye and immediately enters a defensive fight posture

Odd, but not a lot to worry about. Wwx figures Lan Qiren read too many rules and was now hallucinating

Anyway, one day Wwx decides to begin training his body more, to make sure he stays fit because all of the juniors are very close to leaving him in the dust

So he begins lifting more weights, doing more headstands, practices a tiny bit with his sword

This becomes a small hobby and he soon begins to see the fruits of his labor

In fact, he finally notices how much mxy’s body has changed

It’s taller, stronger, and, dare he say, even more handsome than before

Some other odd occurrences are that sometimes when he meets up with lwj, his husband pauses for a second before refocusing on wwx (wwx blames these mini heart attacks as his husband being so in love with him lmao)

But it isn’t until after about a year of these changes that a very weird thing happened

When he and the Lan juniors were saying goodbye to Jin Ling after a night hunt, JC had shown up to collect his nephew (He’d heard the prey was particularly strong and wanted to make sure A-Ling was okay but he would rather break his own legs than admit that)

But the moment he sees Wwx, he completely freezes

Because, no matter how he sees it, that is no longer Wwx in mxy’s body

That’s Wei Wuxian, the Yiling Patriarch, the one who promised him to be the Twin Prides of Yunmeng, his brother

That’s the exact face of the brother he killed

Wei Wuxian’s body is exactly the same, whether it be height, strength, facial features, or that stupid smile

Poor Jin Ling is basically dragged by his collar at the speed of light so that JC doesn’t have to look at that face anymore

Now, lwj is very surprised by this turn of events but has somehow fallen even more in love? Like, his hot crush from when he was 16 is back and absolutely jacked? His poor little gay heart might explode lol

Wei Wuxian also realizes that teasing Lan Wangji is the SMALLEST bit easier

For example, one night Wei Wuxian says a flirty line and Lan Wangji just…. needs a moment- to compose himself…. Because…. Holy fuck, you know? (Unfortunately for lwj, he can try all he wants but he’ll never be able to counter against wwx during these moments)

Lan Zhan with pink cheeks and ears when he gets flustered

And when the juniors finally find out this is what the YILING PATRIARCH looked like, they can’t help but think that the cultivation world’s fear might’ve been based on less nonsense than they originally thought

This man looks like he could snap your neck like a fucking cracker

Whenever Sizhui sees him now he can’t help but feel the urge to run towards him at top speeds (Obviously he represses this urge but he can’t stop giving wwx the biggest hugs he can)

Wwx’s wen scar also begins to morph on his skin so he and Lwj have the world’s weirdest matching married couple scars anyone has seen

Wwx loves going out to drink liquor in his past most frequented shops because a shit ton of the shop owners knew him from way back (cue the “you’re really back????? I thought you were dead for good?????” And wwx’s just like “GIVE ME 10 JUGS OF WINE AND I’LL PROVE TO YOU IT’S ME”)

His golden core has also returned to how it was before, which gives him the chance to cultivate the “proper way” and he’s got the opportunity to reach lwj’s level, if not higher

But the juniors are hardly intimidated by this because they know wwx

He might look different, but he’s the same guy who helped them with homework, hunting, and cooking (eh, cooking is debatable. He improved their tolerance for sure tho. Before, they couldn’t even walk into the kitchen if he was making spicy cuisine. Now, they can cut onions while he’s destroying the kitchen so that’s improvement) (still can’t eat it though, unless you want sobbing juniors with red faces while wwx consoles them with glasses of milk)

But if some random person has the audacity to humiliate the ducklings?

Hohohohohohoho, Wei Wuxian shows up right behind them (where did he even come from? No one knows) and can just go, “Say that again.” It FEELS like there is NOTHING stopping him from ripping their tongue out. He could shame the person into never wanting to come out of a cave again……… but mainly he spooks them away and then takes the kids to get chicken wings

Basically, Wei Wuxian BECOMES Wei Wuxian again (still a dork though)