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In the mood for...

May 7th

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1. any fics of lwj groveling for wwx? thank u <3

我的皇后是農民 | sowing seeds in the cold palace by sweetlolixo (E, 84k, WangXian, Imperial Palace, Emperor LWJ, Imperial Consort WWX, Farmer WWX, Angst, Romance, Wingman LJY, Wife-chasing-LWJ, Arranged Marriage, Best Boy A-Yuan)

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2. Hello, I am currently in a reading slump and I'm in the mood for a fix that will get me out of it. XD

A) Could you recommend some of your favourites?

B) And maybe if you know of any great alpha/alpha wangxian as well. That would be great, thank you! @broodyelii

2A)

Mod Favorites pt.1 (I couldn't decide which to choose so have the whole comp :') ~Mod L )

2B)

In This Reality (it could only be you) by Khashana (E, 5k, WangXian, A/B/O Dynamics, fluff and porn, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Friends to Lovers, Oblivious WWX, Lan Disciple WWX, very light somnophilia, blink and you miss it really, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Alpha-Alpha Sex, Rut Sex, Knotting, no dubcon, Alpha LWJ, Alpha WWX)

Rutbrain by catsandmaps (E, 6k, WangXian, Non-Traditional A/B/O Dynamics, Rutting, Mildly Dubious Consent, because of said rut, Unreliable Narrator, Alpha/Alpha, Intercrural Sex, Spanking, Anal Sex, Convienant bottle of lube, that unconvienantly disappears again sorry lube lovers, Muzzle, Knotting, copious amounts of cum (honorable mention), Misunderstandings, Getting Together)

Yours Shamelessly by kmichee (E, 35k, WangXian, A/B/O Dynamics, Alpha/Alpha pairing, Alpha WWX, Alpha LWJ, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Knotting, Scenting, Discrimination, letter writing, Courtship, Swordfighting, smut then fluff then smut then fluff, Epistolary, Alpha/Alpha, Rough Sex)

Habits of Defiance by Feynite (Not Rated, 5k, WIP, WangXian, A/B/O Dynamics, Alpha/Alpha, Alpha LWJ, Alpha WWX, Introspection, Homophobia, (of a sort), Canon-Typical Violence, Canon Divergence)

Body Language by Scourge Daughter (scourgedaughter) (E, 33k, Female WangXian, Modern, Office Romance, Hacking, hacker au, A/B/O Dynamics, Alpha/Alpha, Alpha WWX, Alpha LWJ, They both have dicks, Arranged Marriage, arranged marriage is not between wangxian, there is no wangxian/others, WangXian Endgame, Happy Ending, madame yu’s a+ parenting, Boston, Suicide mention, Canonical Character Death, Sexual Harassment, Drunk! LWJ, ruts, Anal Sex, spitting, Biting, Switch wangxian, Top/Bottom Versatile | Switch LWJ/WWX, Genderbend, Meet kinda ugly, Vibes of enemies to lovers but it’s wangxian so)

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3. For the itmf: does anyone have anything with the Jiang siblings realizing that wwx has a better relationship with the Wen siblings than he does with them? thank you!

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4. Itmf fics where wwx is more innocent (like the drama characterization) and the jianghu/cultivation world learn about the frame up while he's absent. Like during the 13yrs dead, or maybe he's in hiding, etc

foliage by antebunny (G, 7k, WangXian, JYL & JL, Canon Divergence, Angst, Non-Linear Narrative, Canon-Typical Violence, JL and his many many uncles, JGY is morally ambiguous but okay, BAMF WWX, WWX is innocent of literally everything, for plot purposes, JYL Lives, Not Everyone Dies AU, Hopeful Ending)

gather by antebunny (G, 10k, WangXian, JL & WWX, WWX & JC, LXC & LWJ, Canon Divergence, Fix-It of Sorts, Angst, Non-Linear Narrative, Canon-Typical Violence, BAMF WWX, JL and his many many uncles, Found Family, Fluff, JYL Lives, they're soft your honor, Domestic Fluff, Happy Ending)

Loneliness Knows My Name by Jaywalker_Holmes, Treef (T, 208k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Eventual Happy Ending, Unreliable Narrator, Hurt/Comfort, Fix-It of Sorts, mutual idiots)

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5. Hi, the other day I read a fic in which wwx was Olivia Rodrigo (as in he was a singer and her songs where his songs, idk if I'm explaining myself), and I was wondering if anyone has something like that except wwx is Mitski 😭

Thank you!!!

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6. Are there any good fics, that stay true to canon characteristics, where Jiang Fengmian lives? Specifically ones where the core transfer still happens?

I have this plot in my head that idk when I'll write it cause life right now is chaotic. The story would diverge at the lotus pier attack. JFM would have gotten stabbed trying to save YZY and passed out. Everyone presumes he's dead and YZY dies like canon. He wakes up around the same time WWX & JC comes back but stays still. When everyone leaves the area, he rolls himself into the water and swims to shore. Some how his body isn't noticed to be missing. JC gets captured like canon and WWX collects him with the help of WN. WWX asks WN to collect JC's parents bodies, WN comes back and said he was only able to save YZY body. They presume the JF body was dropped in the lake/burned. JF makes it to JYL and is reunited with JC later. (How would the plot diverge with JF leading lotus pier, being an active general in the war who is senior to everyone else, understanding the benefits of backing WWX, & who may be grateful for WN & WQ help retrieving his wife's body and securing his heirs life).

If anyone wants to write this, please do!! I would love if it stayed true to canon characteristics. @myblurryreality

Yearning for Miles by Murahi (M, 378k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Angst, Fluff, Slow burn, Mutual Pining, seeing the future) not sure if this is similar to what you want but jfm and madam yu both live and (spoiler) wwx gives his core to madam yu

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7. any fics of wei ying marrying into the lan sect? thankss <3

🧡 a stone to break your soul, a song to save it by rikke ( M, 180k, WangXian, Arranged marriage, Canon Divergence, Hurt/comfort, Light angst, Canon typical violence)

Concord by Deastar (T, 41k, WangXian, Arranged Marriage, Gūsū Lán Sect Rules, Depression, Canon Divergence, Angst with a Happy Ending)

🧡 Stunted, Starving Juvenility by TomatenMark (E, 803k, WangXian, WIP, Fix-it of sorts, Talisman master WWX, Not JFM Friendly, Study Arc, Getting together, Fluff and Angst, Engagement)

the river and the sea by sasamelons (T, 7k, WangXian, Soulmates, Arranged Marriage, Misunderstandings, Angst with a Happy Ending, Idiots in Love, Falling In Love, Soulmate-Identifying Marks, Mutual Pining)

a light hidden and singing by occultings (microcomets) (E, 48k, WangXian, Arranged Marriage, Canon Era, Mutual Pining, Getting Together, Slow Burn, brief family abuse, mentions of wangxian’s canonical kinks, Misunderstandings, Blood and Injury, Rimming, Outdoor Sex, Blow Jobs, Anal Sex, First Time, Miscommunication, Canon Divergence, Happy Ending)

forever is home (with you) by moonsteps (T, 23k, WangXian, Arranged Marriage, Canon Divergence, Intimacy, Sharing a Bed, Strangers to Lovers, the inherent romance of the forehead ribbon)

🔒 In Agreement by kuro (T, 9k, WangXian, LXC & LWJ, Arranged Marriage, Canon Divergence, Fluff, Mutual Pining, Domestic Fluff, Developing Relationship)

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8. Itmf fics where wwx essentially becomes a god or protector spirit in some way

the past drifts away with the waves by thelastdboy (E, 58k, wangxian, WWX & Wen remnants, LWJ & LSZ & WWX, graphic depictions of violence, major character death, canon divergence, fall of lotus pier, major characger undeath, YZY being an asshole, implied/referenced child abuse, minor character death, major character injury, amputation, loss of limbs, transformation, merpeople, fierce corpse WWX, kind of, merperson WWX, resentful creature WWX, undead WWX, riverspirit WWX, it gets worse before it gets better, heavy angst w happy ending, no sunshot, hurt/comfort, politics, not cultivation world friendly, slow burn, getting together, revenge, demonic cultivation, WWX pov, dark WWX, monsterfucker LWJ, wen remnants live, sect leader WQ) WWX becomes a river spirit in this one. idk if that counts

🔒 Of Destruction and Rebirth by demoniqt (M, 88k, wangxian, JYL/JZX, major character death, rape/non-con, underage, graphic depictions of violence, Slow Burn, Canonical Character Death, God WWX, God Verse, BAMF WWX, Grieving LWJ, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Canon Divergence, Gods & Goddesses au, JC & WWX Reconciliation, Rabbits, Fix-It, Attempted Sexual Assault, Attempted Rape/Non-Con, Canon-Typical Violence, Blood and Gore, Castration, Lots of it, repeatedly, Punishment, Hell)

Meet you at a different place by tawaen (M, 57k, WN & WQ, WN & WQ & MXY, WWX & WN & WQ, WangXian, Graphic Depictions of Violence, Ghost General WN, Ghost WQ, Eventual WangXian, Canon Divergence, WQ comes back to haunt the cultivation world, Bad idea to kill the one person who didn't kill anyone, Cultivation World Critical, Not JC Friendly, Wen Remnants Deserve Better, Sīsī Deserves Better, MXY Deserves Better, POV WQ)

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

Death of a Ghost by Gotcocomilk (E, 107k, WangXian, LXC/JGY, MXY & WWX, JL & WWX, WWX & JC, JL & LJY, JL & LSZ, Family Bonding, Fluff and Angst, Eventual Happy Ending, Canon-Typical Violence, Canonical Character Death, Mutual Pining, Parental WWX, BAMF WWX, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Canon Divergence, Ghost Sex)

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9. hi!!! if this has been asked before feel free to point me towards the relevant post, but for your next "in the mood for" post, could you recommend some fics where wwx dies in the battle at nightless city instead of jiang yanli? any canon goes! @tiesanjiaoshenanigans

💖 Shattered Dreams by pupeez4eva (Not Rated, 8k, WangXian, Time Travel, Angst, lots and lots of angst, Character death, but it's WWX so he is coming back, WWX time travels back to the Nightless City And doesn't let JYL take the blow for him, Post-Canon, Angst with a Happy Ending, And then just lots of fluff and WangXian and Yunmeng sib feels to make up for all the angst) link in #16

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10. ITMF angsty wx gf where Jiangs (all of 'em) are present. But not for bashing ok. I just want a full wx family. Thankyou

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11. Are there any fics where wwx finally snaps the question " what do you want from me?!?! What do you want me to even do?!? " to Jiang Cheng? Not in jiang Cheng bashing way ok? Thankyou

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12. Itmf a fic where canon diverges around where qiongqi path happens in the timeline, but not specifically the ambush changing. Maybe something happens before or after. Ig more like Jin ling's celebration. Does wwx get attacked at the party? Does the party go well to lure him into a false sense of security as part of a long con to get to him later? Things like that. Maybe Jin zixun doesn't get cursed, but wwx is blamed for nmj poisoning instead? Etc.

the cycle of regret by KouriArashi (T, 14k, WangXian, Groundhog Day, Fix-It, Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Alternate Canon) A LWJ-centric timeloop fic set around the Qiongqi Path ambush that explores some different outcomes during the loops

Obedient and Bellicoseby thunderwear (T, 20k, Wangxian, Ella Enchanted AU, Canon Divergence, Fix-It, cursed LWJ, Angst with a Happy Ending, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Good brother LXC, LQR loves his nephews you cant change my mind, LWJ crying, Protective LXC, Pining, First Kiss, Love Confessions, Brief Depictions of Violence, meaning at least one of the people you really want to get stabbed does in fact get stabbed)

💖 A Crying Shame by thunderwear (G, 16k, wangxian, canon divergence, fix-it, burial mounds settlement days, getting together, pining, domestic fluff, love confessions, first kiss, sharing a bed, marriage proposal)

My Leaves Reach Ever for the Sun by nonplussed (T, 26k, WangXian, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Fix-It, Crossdressing, Idiots in Love, Sharing a Bed, Canon Divergence, Happy Ending, Mutual Pining, Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies)

To Be Named by Suibian_613 (T, 39k, WangXian, XuanLi, WIP, Canon Divergence, Out of Character, WQ is out of character, Everyone is probably ooc, canonical violence, Canonical Character Death, JYL lives, Somewhat Sentient Burial Mounds, WN and JC Rivalry, Sibling Rivalry)

Birthday Party by waffles_4_breakfast (E, 100k, WangXian, Graphic Depictions of Violence, Fix-It, Canon Divergence, Angst, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Misunderstandings, Sharing a Bed, Angst with a Happy Ending, Happy Ending, Getting Together, Mutual Pining, Canon-Typical Violence, Pining, Slow Burn, Poison, Torture, Requited Unrequited Love, First Time, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Rough Sex, Oral Sex, Come as Lube, Bondage, Dom/sub Undertones, Spit As Lube, Rimming, Consensual Non-Consent, Safe Sane and Consensual, Additional Warnings In Author's Note)

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13. In the mood for all ur fav fics that update rarely, but when they do u get super excited.

see you yesterday by glyphic (M, 138k, WIP, WangXian, Modern with Magic, Ghost Hunters, Time Loop, Case Fic, Hurt/Comfort, Memory Loss, Angst with a Happy Ending, Slow Burn)

Ghost of Mine by SasukiMimochi (E, 139k, LSZ & WWX, LSZ & LWJ, LSZ & WWX & LWJ, wangxian, Golden Core Reveal, Gūsū Lán Forehead Ribbon, Demonic Cultivation, YLLZ WWX, Canon Temporary Character Death, Found Family, Hurt/Comfort, Supernatural Elements, Canon-Typical Violence, Post-First Siege of the Burial Mounds, Romance, Domestic Fluff, Implied/Referenced Suicide, Suicide, Past JYL/JZX, WIP)

Kingfisher Feathers by anonymous (E, 165k, WIP, WangXian, Royalty AU, Emperor LWJ, Concubine WWX, A/B/O, Mpreg, Mutual Pining, Angst with a happy ending)

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14. Hello! For itmf,

So I recently read this fic by covalentbonds named Linearly above. It's a fic exploring canon story with married Wangxian but from an older generation then they originally are from. Do you know any similar fics?

Or Any fic with older generation WWX and LWJ?

Thank you!!!

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15. Hi! Itmf dragonji hoarding wwx as his treasure. Thx so much!

💖🔒 Hoards and treasures by apathyinreverie (T, 21k, WangXian, Siblings, Family, not particularly Jiang friendly, YZY Bashing, slightly darker Gusu Lans, LXC being the best brother, Some manipulation, But with the best of intentions, and not between wangxian, Dragon LWJ, Fox WWX, Smitten LWJ, Fluff, perfect happiness, adorable WWX, Romance, Some worldbuilding, courting)

A Baby Dragon’s Guide To Seducing Your Huli Jing by sweetlolixo (M, 102k, wangxian, Fantasy, But still in the Cultivation World, Dragon LWJ, Fox WWX, Younger LWJ, Older WWX, Fluff, Humor, Eventual mpreg, Angst with a Happy Ending, Best Boy A-Yuan)

🔒 Turnabout by apathyinreverie (T, 7k, WangXian, LSZ & WWX; LSZ & LWJ, WIP, Dragon LWJ, Fox WWX, Tiger cub A-Yuan, Mischievous WWX, Smitten LWJ, Possessive LWJ, Oblivious WWX, Domestic WangXian, LXC does his best, LQR wishes his nephews had better taste in men, Fluff, Romance, Mpreg mentioned, courting, creature shifts)

a siren's tail by sweetlolixo (M, 3k, WangXian, Dark Fantasy, Dragon LWJ, Siren WWX, Dark LWJ, Dark LSZ, Dragon LSZ, lying by omission, Manipulation, mpreg mention, Royalty, Happy Ending)

These Mortal Treasures by ChilianXianzi (T, 9k, WangXian, Fantasy, Canon Divergence, Dragon LWJ, Rogue Cultivator WWX, Possessive LWJ, Domestic Fluff, implied eggpreg, Dragonji’s hoard is 1 (one) weiying, The Cultivation World’s canonical fuckery, eggyuan!, Gift Giving)

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16. Can the mods and the readers please give me the saddest wangxian fics they've ever read? The sadder, the longer, the better. No bad ending though please.

Ps: please no Jiangs bashing.

💖 where the shore meets the sea by pale_and_tragic (T, 14k, WangXian, Modern, Anxiety, Agoraphobia, Panic Attacks, Depression, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Misunderstandings, Angst with a Happy Ending, Getting Together, LWJ Needs a Hug, Bunnies, With Ridiculous Names) don't know if they're the saddest there are but here's a couple that made me cry so... ~Mod L

💖 symmetry by bleuett (M, 44k, WangXian, Space, Science Fiction, Happy Ending, Non-Sexual Intimacy, Holding Hands, Blow Jobs, Hand Feeding, Cultivation in Space, Yearning, Reunions, Hurt/Comfort, Family Feels, Canon-Typical Violence, Minor Injuries, Grief/Mourning, Unconventional Time Travel, Burial Mounds)

💖🔒 I will find you by ThisIsWhereTheMagicHappens (T, 13k, WangXian, Modern, Angst, A LOT of Angst, with a bit comfort at the end, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Panic Attacks, Happy Ending)

💖 I would wait for a thousand years by bleuett (T, 10k, wangxian, Post-Canon, Canon Divergence, Memory Loss, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Reunions, Curses, Intimacy, Yearning, Happy Ending, Chinese Mythology & Folklore, Immortality, Fluff, Angst)

💖 the best good thing by almostsophie1 (T, 12k, WangXian, Space, Post-Apocalypse, Touch-Starved, Non-Sexual Intimacy, Hurt/Comfort)

💖🔒 you are safe / loved / worthy / enough by everythingispoetry (T, 150k, WangXian, Modern, College/University, Social Media, Mental Health Issues, Healing, self-care, Anxiety, Hurt/Comfort, the mortifying ordeal of self-acceptance, Falling In Love, Depression, Slow Burn)

💖 Take Root, Come Home by piecrust (G, 3k, WangXian)

🧡 like speaking to my heart by SnowshadowAO3 (T, 613k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Daemons, Slow Burn, Hurt/Comfort, Angst with a Happy Ending, Canonical Character Death, Some people live!, additional warnings in specific chapters, if you don't know what daemons are that's ok because I explain it in the author's note, also by slow burn I VERY much mean slow burn) i don't usually read extremely sad fics but this one had some sad scenes in it iirc - mod c

🧡 Misunderstood by Silver_Flame_2724 (M, 250k, wangxian, heavy angst, fluff, eventual happy ending, implied/referenced rape/non-con, misunderstandings, self-harm, self-hatred, family fluff, mental breakdown, cannibalism, reincarnation, WIP 31/33)

🧡 Discarded by teawater (E, 178k, WIP, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Dying Lan children, Hurt/Comfort, YLLZ WWX, Golden Core Reveal, Case Fic, Depression, Family Issues, Self-Esteem Issues, Self Confidence Issues, Self-Worth Issues, Angst with a Happy Ending, and it's not always dark, POV Multiple, BAMF WWX, dubious morals in the Lan sect Feels, Pining, Grief, Fix-It, BAMF LWJ) i haven't actually caught up yet but the beginning was pretty sad - Mod C

🧡 (Un)Hidden truth by Sarah_R (M, 122k, WIP, WangXian, Suicide attempt, Time Travel, Hurt/comfort, Angst, Self-Harm)

🔒 Salt to the Sea by Starmins (M, 31k, wangxian, JYL & WWX, modern, grief/mourning, roadtrips, canonical character death, love & loss)

134340 by silverclaw (M, 18k, WangXian, Space, Space Opera, Heavy Angst, Character Death, Grief/Mourning, Closure, Parallel Universes, Coco the robot, LWJ accidentally adopting creatures as he goes, LWJ also has a nose ring, The following are SPOILER tags, there are two lwjs and one of them dies, wwx mourning lwj, Hopeful Ending, in terms of closure and healing, parallel!lwj and wwx form a bond, mentions of captivity, dystopian themes)

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17. Hi! I am looking for red thread of fate soulmate aus. Especially ones where you trace the thread back to your soulmate. Preferably canon era, but honestly I am fine with any genre au. Thank you so much!

the heartlines on our hands by occultings (microcomets) (E, 47k, wangxian, Soulmates AU, Angst with a Happy Ending, Mutual Pining, First Time, Canon Divergence, Canonical Character Death)

lost my fear of falling by thefireplanet (E, 30k, WangXian, HuaLian, Bodyswap, Wei "My Intrusive Thoughts Are Totally Not Winning" Wuxian, Hua "My Husband Said I Had to Help You" Cheng, YLLZ WWX, WWX-centric, WangXian-centric, Post-Canon, Canon-Typical Violence, Case Fic, Canon-Typical Wangxian Sex Things, One (1) Obscure War Movie Reference, mawage, Mawage is what brings us togeder tooday)

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Seven Seconds to the End by Admiranda & miixz

Seven Seconds to the End

by Admiranda (@admirableadmiranda) & miixz (@miixz)

T, WIP, 15k, Wangxian

Summary: Wei Wuxian has been alive for less than an hour, he has no plans for his future. But if there is one thing he knows, it’s that he wants to see Lan Zhan again. Wei Wuxian remembers all that happened at the end of his first life. He remembers that Lan Zhan stayed on his side until the very end, how he'd tried to save him before Jiang Cheng attempted to kill them both. When he fell, the last thing he saw was Lan Zhan's eyes, the last thing he heard was his cries. When he finds himself unexpectedly returned to life, he knows exactly who he can trust and where he needs to go. A Chen Qing Ling retelling. Kay's comments: The thing with CQL is that I love it dearly, but also, there are so many plotholes due to how it was adapted from the source material and I actually love those plotholes too, because that's where fanfic authors can make themselves comfortable and write so many creative stories. This story explores how CQL Wangxian's relationship is actually really great and it makes no sense for freshly-resurrected Wei Wuxian to run away from Lan Wangji when he appears in Mo village and I love this so much. The cherry on top is the fact that miixz and Admiranda are both really great writers that always draw me in and I'm excited to see how this story might continue! Excerpt: In the distance, Wei Wuxian hears the Lan juniors scramble to their feet, overhearing something about how they’ll be acting in the west courtyard tonight. It’s good to know where he can find them, but he doesn’t mind the loss of the rest of their conversation. Whatever they’ve come here for is definitely something to look into, but he’s in no hurry to learn about it. If their presence is somehow related to his return, he doubts any of them know it. No one would knowingly send a group of young cultivators anywhere near the scourge of the cultivation world. But for once, this works in his favor. For one thing, young cultivators are bound to be informed on the state of the world, and most importantly, these particular boys should know about the one he wants to meet. Just a little bit longer, he thinks, looking at the cuts in his wrist. I’ll see this through, then I’ll find my way back to you, Lan Zhan.

pov wei wuxian, canon divergence, the untamed compliant, canon rewrite, fluff, hurt/comfort, family feels, getting together, developing relationship, pining, friends to lovers, adopted lan sizhui, no jiang cheng & wei wuxian reconciliation, not jiang cheng friendly

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I can't stop thinking about the revelation of Luo Binghe's heavenly demonic heritage and how striking the differences are in SVSSS vs PIDW.

In terms of the original, how Shen Jiu's violence was unexpected but numbing after a point. How Luo Bingge's awakening would be a means to freedom; that while he might be reviled by human immortals, at least he no longer had any reason to give a damn what they thought. Demonic cultivation would exact the wrongs that had been acted on him tenfold in cold blood, to repay youthful admiration and blind trust with all the cruelty unleashed on him indiscriminately. How easy it was for Luo Bingge to choose power and performance because he had little if nothing else of substance to turn to.

For Luo Bingge, otherness is an easy second skin because he's never once belonged in the first place. Sneering is natural when the entire world has done nothing but badmouth, ridicule, hit, and condemn you for things that were never within your control. “What does it matter that you're a monster now?” Luo Bingge seems to think, “You were and will be a monster always.” Every facade, every ill-intended act of deception and violence is merely injustice reaping its due.

Luo Binghe (Bingmei) has no such liberties.

For Luo Binghe, the trappings of comfort and belonging end up yielding an entirely new problem, a reversal of Luo Bingge’s non-conundrum. His fear is that Shen Qingqiu’s love might be conditional rather than a despair that it is non-existent, because in many respects it is for the surrounding immortals; they go from calling Binghe a promising and shining youth to a demonic scourge born to invite ruin in the span of a handful of years. Shen Qingqiu, caught between what he wants to do versus what he believes he must do and his own fears, sours Luo Binghe’s trust to quivering doubt. What Bingge desperately craved was precisely what put Binghe through such unrelenting turmoil. Where difference and change is freedom for Luo Bingge, it is a chilling and unwelcome prospect for Luo Binghe.

For Luo Binghe, the thought that he could be something monstrous to the person he loves is a form of self-annihilation; so much of his desperation to appear non-threatening to Shen Qingqiu is rooted in this self-same anxiety. In the wake of Meng Mo’s intervention, Luo Binghe cannot even bring himself to ask “What does it matter that you’re a monster now?” He can only cling to the desperate belief that if he can just conceal what he is for long enough, the future he always dreamed of might still be within his reach: an eternal life of peace by Shen Qingqiu’s side.

For Luo Binghe, the rejection of his humanity means rejecting the people who nurtured him wholeheartedly (the washerwoman, transmigrated Shen Qingqiu) with love and kindness. Even despite the confusion behind Shen Qingqiu’s change, even despite how enigmatic and reticent he can often still be, Binghe recognizes powerful instances of tenderness and care in his actions. Someone who stubbornly healed his wounds, who was unable to watch him be brutally bullied without due recourse, someone who trusted in him and his potential with his whole heart.

For Luo Binghe, power and demonic strength mean absolutely nothing because he has love. He doesn’t want them, and even when he does have them they are used in service of protecting Shen Qingqiu. Xin Mo isn’t able to take over because Luo Binghe isn’t strong enough to resist its temptations to subjugate the world, it happens because he exhausts so much energy trying to preserve Shen Qingqiu’s life that his resistance fractures. And even when Xin Mo succeeds in warping Binghe’s mind, the end result is still in service to a desire to be close to Shen Qingqiu’s heart. In the end, he continues to seek love.

Where the inexorable tides of change become opportunity (arguably even a boon) for Luo Bingge, for Luo Binghe this change is the focal point of his calamitous loss. How Luo Bingge's ascension is a ruthless and seamless transformation--all of his experiences hardening him into something harsh and brutal and unyielding to survive. How Luo Binghe's is instead a fall from grace; the corruption of innocence and stolen youth--of dreams razed to ash and safety obliterated.

And after all, doesn't it hurt so much more to have known peace and thrash that it will forever be out of your grasp? ...Than to live in such tumultuous waters that gentleness is an alien, loathsome, and unfathomable thing. For the former, a feeling of safety may never be restored--always looking back before looking forward. For the latter, there is nothing but the grim and solitary march on, eyes shuttered to all else.

I feel like that's why I love the ending of the third novel, as disturbing as it may appear to a lot of readers. Shen Qinqiu expresses his disbelief and hurt that Luo Binghe would lie to him and choose so much destruction, but for Luo Binghe it all has a singular source. Without love, he has nothing. He cannot choose a life devoid of the person he loves.

(I once read a fic where Luo Binghe says ‘I never wanted to be a demon’ to Shen Qingqiu and I think it metaphysically changed me as a person. Every single day I think about it and try not to bawl my eyes out. Anyways.)

#svsss #scum villain's self saving system #luo binghe #shen qingqiu #bingqiu #luo bingge #there's a much longer analysis post i'm plotting regarding bingqiu and sqq specifically but god #this shit? this guts me every single time i read fanfic or reread the original text #pretty much this and tianxi is a direct hit to the gut for me #i will never be over how relentless mxtx is about the importance of kindness/compassion #how even a single person's acknowledgement of our deepest vulnerability is enough to change us irrevocably #how that is a foundational aspect of what it means to be a person in the world. the most animating force #mxtx is such a real one i'm sorry i just adore her work

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the-moon-in-the-gutter · 4 months

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Thinking about quintessence ghouls being far more ancient than many of the other elements, as they are from the stars. Each element is born from factioning of stardust.

In the earlier years, Omega was brooding, quiet, and feared. Treated as some Eldritch being beyond the comprehension of mere mortals. Primo and Secondo saught out to humanize the ghoul, to include him in situations the being was left out of due to being feared. But it wasn't until Terzo that he softened, becoming the gentle, yet still feared creature he is today.

Upon Delta's transition between water and quintessence, this was the first instance of a quintessence ghoul being of another faction of ghouls. Ones who had been created from humans that were sent to the Pits. Ones with memories of a previous existence, rather than stardust and darkness. Memories of love and light, rather than a time before existence was born. Delta's dual connection to life and cosmos is what drives the ghoul, cultivating new varieties of plants never before seen on this plane of existence.

When Aether was summoned, there was another instance of a ghoul who knew of a time before the universe was as it is today. But this ghoul was younger, softer and more maliable. One that was sympathetic to the cause of humanity, rather than viewing them much like Omega had previously, a scourge on the Earth. Aether flourished in the infirmary, his caring nature leading the ghoul to become the confidant of many.

Phantom was a unique case, a ghoul born in the Pits. One who knew only strife and hatred, valuing self defense and protection higher than quintessence ghouls were previously known to value. The young ghoul was broken, the cracks filled in with the light of the cosmos. Glimmering, ancient kintsugi that filled the deep voids of the ghoul. Welcomed from the pit into a world that was far less dangerous to the small ghoul, but still left the creature watching his back. While he was tougher to crack, his empathy and compassion lead the young ghoul to working well with ghoul kits. Creatures who know only love and compassion, not yet tainted by the terrifying reality around them.

#the band ghost #aether ghoul #omega ghoul #phantom ghoul #delta ghoul #just some ramblings from my sleepy brain #pleione writes

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zombubble · 19 days

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From In Memory; In Truth Chapter 06:

Pei Ming sighs. “Wuxian, I know your reputation in the Mortal Realm isn’t quite where you’d like it to be, but really, you ought to start trying to get worshippers, they—” “Lao-Pei,” Wei Wuxian says, looking at him, “drop it.” Pei Ming sighs. “Ghost City is hardly enough for a real base of power.” “It’s enough for now,” Wei Wuxian says. “Let everyone who hates me die. Let who I was be forgotten.” “It doesn’t work like that,” Pei Ming says. “Even my deeds are recorded, still, in mortal books and scrolls, a millennium after they were done.” “You were a prominent general,” Wei Wuxian says. “And you were the scourge of the cultivation world,” Pei Ming replies. “Your legacy will continue regardless of what you do; it’s up to you how soon it starts to change, and if it does at all.” Wei Wuxian scowls at him. The problem is, he’s right. Except the other problem is, telling the Jianghu he ascended is a surefire way to get his temple burnt down. Probably.

Yes, technically this is a crossover! Wei Wuxian is a god and working with a lot of the cast from TGCF but it is, by and large, an MDZS AU. It's centered around WangXian and other MDZS characters, and is an AU of the books, so... I guess it's more of a fusion than a crossover, though a lot of TGCF characters show up throughout the course of the story.

Regardless, here's this week's snippet, home grown and offered humbly.

As far as writing progress goes, I'm nearing the end of the first draft which means I get a few people to read through it, do major edits, then go through with a fine-toothed comb or two, and then... I get to publish. Finally.

#c'est ma vie #zombubble writes #fic: imit #ascension au #wip wednesday #mdzs #mdzs fic #modao zushi #wei wuxian #pei ming

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Can you explain LWJ kidnapping WWX? It left a bitter taste.

Anon, do you think Wei Wuxian, Modaozushi, scourge of the cultivation world, most intelligent man in the cultivation world, would be actually kidnapped with no options to get away if he wanted to?

He can call Wen Ning with a whistle, he has a clunky flute that can do whatever he needs it to do even if it sounds terrible, he’s not even tied to his donkey. Yes, Lan Wangji says drag him in and that he will take him back to the Cloud Recesses, but he does nothing to actually force Wei Wuxian along until he’s throwing tantrums outside the Cloud Recesses to be an ass.

While Wei Wuxian is certainly crying a lot about going into Gusu, his motivation isn’t to escape. If that were the case, he could have gotten away at any time before the events in the Yashi. Lan Wangji leaves him unattended several times and what does Wei Wuxian do? Wander around and confirm that the Cloud Recesses hasn’t changed at all from his childhood memories when he used to sneak out to Caiyi all the time, confirming that he knows all the ways out, annoy the juniors and go digging around the Cold Springs. Later after Lan Wangji has gone to sleep, instead of leaving then, he instead crawls into bed with Lan Wangji to annoy him. The next morning Lan Wangji leaves him alone again to deal with the arm, another time when Wei Wuxian could just leave if he actually wanted to, and instead Wei Wuxian intervenes and helps.

It’s another way that the beginning of the book is incredibly misleading before you really get to know these characters. Wei Wuxian isn’t being kidnapped because he’s going along willingly because his actual goal isn’t to get away from Lan Wangji, it’s to find out just how he’s changed in the last thirteen years and how far he can push him until he reacts.

It is not a story of a kidnapper and his victim in those first few chapters, it is a story of a man directly lying to the reader about his motivations because what he actually wants has to be sourced out through his actions, not the nonsense he cheerfully admits he spouts regularly.

Wei Wuxian and Shen Qingqiu both have a habit of having their fans take them rather too literally at their words rather than paying attention to what their actions show is the lie in those words. Wei Wuxian does not feel threatened or upset in those early days; what he is doing is the same thing we see him doing twenty years earlier the first time he and Lan Wangji met, pulling on his pigtails until Lan Wangji reacts.

#mdzs #wangxian #wei wuxian #lan wangji #asks #anon #anon asks #those first twenty chapters between them are the delicate dance of feeling each other out again after 20 years #also Dafan mountain doesn’t seem to be in Gusu given the fact that JC tacked up 400 spirit nets #and all of them are on foot going back to Gusu with WWX on a donkey #you would think that if he didn’t want to go #he’d leave at some point before literally outside the gates of cloud recesses

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The Exile (Part I)

Some time after the rediscovery of the Dragon Isles…

It had been years since Mason had stood outside these walls, raised with his own hands, a labor of love. A home he had reclaimed from Westfall’s ashes, a refuge for the drifters on those once-lush plains who had nowhere else to go. The shacks they raised behind the restored farmhouse remained, sturdier than before, and the small gardens he had planted with them had grown, bright splashes of cultivated life in a fallow land. They should have been dead and gone, with how it all had ended.

Whatever had happened, it had all happened without him, who now stood outside his own fence resting against his spear, hooded cloak pulled over his head to obscure his features, the unkempt beard now streaked with hints of gray doing the rest.

“Anyone ever tell you that you can’t go home again, kid?”

Mason started, snapped back to reality from his reverie. The voice from behind had appeared with no trace, not one grinding footfall in the dust to announce its presence.

The man who had spoken stepped up beside Mason, hands crossed behind his back, and continued, “A beautiful thing, here. I hear the people who’ve been squatting here even have been trading their produce with the squatters in Moonbrook. Hell, some of them I’ve even heard of stopping by Sentinel Hill to chat with those Brigade folks.”

While he spoke, Mason was set at ease somewhat by the drawl native to his own Westfall. Last time he had received a surprise visitor here, it had been the beginning of his exile, his sentence pronounced with the insincerity of those who had only ever dwelt in the halls of power.

“It’d sure be a shame if something were to happen, wouldn’t it? It’s got a future so bright, it positively burns, Mr. Kohler,” the stranger added, turning towards Mason and extending a hand, “You can call me Mr. Auden, by the by, or just Auden if you like.”

Auden had been the name attached to the letter that had called him home, slipped under his tentflap in the Waking Shores, a world away. WIth some hesitation, Mason took the proffered hand. The shake was firm, businesslike, but still carried a certain warmth.

“You sound like a man with something in mind, Mr. Auden,” the exile replied. The men waited there in silence, the only sound the rustling of the wind in dry grass until Mason spoke again, “How’d you find me, anyway? Not like I left much of a trail.”

“Certainly not. As far as most folks know, you died on the Broken Shore. But your kindness always manages to give you away, Mr. Kohler.”

The ragged smith snorted, shaking his head, “You’re telling me you tracked me to a work camp in the Dragon Isles by my kindness? Keep your secrets, then, if you’re not going to give me a straight answer.”

“I assure you, it is a straight answer. Your family knew you were alive, but didn’t know where you’d gone. Safer for them that way, wasn’t it? The money kept coming though, and had to be coming from somewhere,” Auden explained. There was a little smirk on his weathered face, a fox outwitting a hound.

“The folks who reclaimed Lakeshire after the Scourge attack years back sure didn’t forget their shield. That’s what they call you, you know. Mason Kohler, the Violet Aegis, and they keep getting supplies from some ‘anonymous benefactor’ for their rebuilding efforts.”

The Aegis. That was a title he had not heard, or thought of, in some time now. It seemed a relic of a past life. But Auden’s insinuations thus far had been true. How clever he thought he had been!

“And look there, Mr. Kohler,” Auden continued, pointing at the shacks – maybe “homes” would be more appropriate now, given how polished a few had started to look, “A mutual friend of ours cleared this whole place out, but still folks come back. Because they know that no matter how rough the seas, the Kohler Farm offers safe harbor.”

Mason wiped dampness from his eyes with the back of his hand, a surge of emotions welling up in his chest, threatening to burst from his throat if he opened his mouth to speak. The pride of work well done, the agony of looking at home as an outsider, and…anger. A mutual friend.

“You…” Mason measured his words carefully, “You know Hayes, don’t you.” Not a question, simply a request for confirmation.

“We’re acquainted. Not sure how well you can really get to know someone when they’re clapping you in irons and hauling you out of your home. It was that one,” Auden gestured towards a smaller house near the edge of a large garden plot, “Right over there.”

Mason finally turned to look at the other man fully. He looked to be about the same age as Mason himself, flecks of gray appearing at his temples, his sandy hair unkempt and his dark eyes tired, but still with a glint of sheer vivacity. Auden’s clothes were dusty, worn, but well cared for nonetheless, judging by their patches and seams from mended tears. What was around his neck, though, gave Mason pause.

“So. He wasn’t lying to me after all,” the exile mused aloud, eyes transfixed by a single shred of ragged cloth peeking from under Auden’s coat. Faded, yes, but that sort of red could never truly fade, not here.

“You’ve got me, Mr. Kohler. I’m one of Hayes’ Defias bogeymen. But I’m also one of the nameless drifters that your kindness saved, left behind and forgotten about by the crown. That is, until Mr. Foster showed up and brought those SI:7 hawks down on us,” Auden sighed, a rueful smile on his face, “Those of us who got caught that day don’t blame him, or you. We know who to blame, but right now, all those old grievances we ought to be putting on hold.”

Auden began to walk away, striding confidently towards the farmhouse’s front door, good as new in the years since the scuffle that had cast Mason away from his homeland had torn it from its hinges.

“Wait, Mr. Auden! You can’t just say these things and–”

“Trust me, Mr. Kohler, you’re going to want to see this,” the other man said, not turning around or slowing his stride, leading him into the farmhouse. The door, though, he held open, “Come in, Mr. Kohler.”

Mason followed, his steps dragging as memories came unbidden to his mind. Flashes of childhood, peaceful as it could be when the Horde had burned the fields; the ruin the Legion brought, fel-blasted dirt all that remained of this place; the beams rising again, the people of Westfall coming together to rebuild; and then, of course, the exile.

When his feet crossed the threshold, though, his heart nearly stopped.

There was positively a crowd in the house. Some faces he knew, some he had never seen before, but all turned to face him.

The first he noticed was an old man with piercing blue eyes with hunched shoulders and a thin shock of white hair. The lines of his face were Mason’s own. How long had it been?

“I…” Mason choked, “Da?”

Art Kohler nodded, a facsimile of his son’s wide, joyous smile lighting up his face and wrinkling his eyes, “We’ll catch up soon, but you’ve got other folks to meet too, my boy.”

Auden gave Mason a firm pat on the back and ushered him the rest of the way inside. The others, then, awaited their introductions.

First, a thin, wild-eyed fellow with a scar on his brow, one arm around the shoulders of a steely-eyed woman with a firm, determined jaw. In front of them, a child, not much more than ten years old.

“Mason, these are–” Art began.

“The Fosters,” his son concluded. The last time he had seen Rickhard, it had been before the SI:7 raid on the homestead, “Rickhard, Becca, and…”

The woman, Becca, spoke up, “Edward.” The boy nodded as his mother introduced him, the mop of dark hair on his head obscuring his eyes from view, “He’s shy around this many folks.”

A cleared throat from the other end of the room near the hearth, and another voice, a slight nasal tinge to it, likely from the crooked break in the man’s nose, “We will all have plenty of time for reintroductions later, but now–”

Before he finished, Mason’s hands balled into fists and his feet took him striding across the floor. He had become a passenger in his own body, all the rage of a man stepped on one too many times by “the powers that be” he had bottled up burst out, and if it were not for hands on his shoulders – Art’s on one, Rickhard’s on the other – that fury would have found its mark on the broken-nosed man for a second time in this home.

“Hayes,” Mason spat, “You’ve got a lot of nerve–”

“Mr. Kohler,” the agent replied coolly, “Something is deeply wrong in Westfall. The company I am keeping should tell you that well enough. We need you.” He paused, as if mulling something over, and finally sighed, “Your home needs you.”

After a long silence, the smith let his shoulders slump, Rickhard pulling his hands away, though his father’s remained, a welcome source of grounding.

“Go on then. I’m listening.”

#story

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nouearth · 1 month

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hello friends! i went on a book shopping spree, and need your help to decide which book to start on first! 🤓

i'll put a poll after the descriptions of the books!

ninth house by leigh bardugo

Galaxy “Alex” Stern is the most unlikely member of Yale’s freshman class. Raised in the Los Angeles hinterlands by a hippie mom, Alex dropped out of school early and into a world of shady drug dealer boyfriends, dead-end jobs, and much, much worse. By age twenty, in fact, she is the sole survivor of a horrific, unsolved multiple homicide. Some might say she’s thrown her life away. But at her hospital bed, Alex is offered a second chance: to attend one of the world’s most elite universities on a full ride. What’s the catch, and why her?

how to sell a haunted house by grady hendrix

Louise’s parents have passed away, and she’s returning to the small Southern town where she grew up to get their house ready to sell. It means she’ll have to spend time with her younger brother—and their old grudges make that a terrifying prospect. But childhood hurts pale in comparison to the dangers posed by what still lives inside the house

ascendant by michael r. miller

Holt Cook was never meant to be a dragon rider. He has always served the Order Hall of the Crag dutifully, keeping their kitchen pots clean. Until he discovers a dark secret: dragons do not tolerate weakness among their kin, killing the young they deem flawed. Moved by pity, Holt defies the Order, rescues a doomed egg and vows to protect the blind dragon within. But the Scourge is rising. Undead hordes roam the land, spreading the blight and leaving destruction in their wake. The dragon riders are being slaughtered and betrayal lurks in the shadows. Holt has one chance to survive. He must cultivate the mysterious power of his dragon's magical core. A unique energy which may tip the balance in the battles to come, and prove to the world that a servant is worthy after all.

#✰ : nou.polls

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10thmusemoon · 11 months

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"Start Here, at these Irrefutable Truths"

X Posted from twitter and ao3 Rating: Gen Fandom: MDZS Ship: none, Yunmeng Shuangjie reconciliation, Jiang Cheng & Wei Wuxian, background Wangxian Word Count: 4,544 Tags: Brief & skippable Mention of suicide ideation, body dysmorphia, Grief/Mourning, Survivors Guilt

Summary:

Mo Xuanyu’s body burns in the sun. Among the sins that Wei Wuxian counts against him, this is one of the most grievous. Jiang Cheng looks at one of the most dangerous men alive, the scourge of the cultivation world, and the first thought that comes to mind weighs heavily on his heart. He looks like Jin Ling. --- Or: The Body doesn’t feel like it's Wei Wuxian’s, but his shidi would recognize him anywhere.

notes: this was my first foray into fic writing in over a decade so it's more angsty and experimental 🙈 the single line of suicide ideation is marked by /// at the beginning and end so it is skippable.

Mo Xuanyu burns in the sun. This is not uncommon, or surprising. The Jin, with their creamy complexions and delicate figures, are not known for laboring beneath it. Only sect leader Jin, the latest, is known for enjoying resting beneath its rays. His cheeks turn a warm pink in the heat and settle to a light brown by end of day.

But Mo Xuanyu- Mo Xuanyu burns in the sun. Pale skin turns red and peels as easily as an overripe persimmon. On long days outside, his body will itch and blister and lead to dizzy spells.

The first time Wei Wuxian faints in the heat he laughs as his husband applies a cooling salve to his neck and back. The second time, he sits so still in the cold spring that there are no ripples. His gaze stays glued to the opposite shore but does little else. His husband keeps a vigilant watch, afraid that he'll fall asleep and drown if he looks away for even a moment. Lan Zhan is always looking at him.

Even during those long years apart, the ghost of his image haunted him from his peripheral. He never could turn his head quickly enough to catch it. When he sought echoes of those features in the faces of strangers, they could never come close. There was a time he panicked and took this to mean he was forgetting him. In moments of desperate longing, he would return to familiar locations and overlay scenes from his memories to be see him again, even for just a moment.

To have him again, to be able to hold him and press kisses down his back and on his knuckles, to discover him a new, is like a prayer answered. It does not matter to him what form he takes, Wei Ying is Wei Ying.

Lan Zhan will love him anyway. All the more for returning to him

But- But Mo Xuanyu burns in the sun. Among the sins that Wei Wuxian counts against him, this is one of the most grievous.

He will always be grateful for his sacrifice, for the chance to see through his eyes the faces of those he loves so dearly.

Mo Xuanyu's too small hands fit neatly in A-Yuan's large ones.

They are just long enough to play a dizi with ease but not strong enough to train with a blade for hours.

This small body can be carried so easily by his husband, can bend in so many marvelous ways, yet takes all day to recover from a hangover. This body, in moments of pure unadulterated joy, does not instinctively turn to either side to share it. It does not seek that which it has never had.

This weak golden core allows him cultivate again but he cannot race across the skies. He cannot heal his own injuries. Wei Wuxian, the head disciple of Yunmeng Jiang, once shrugged off errant arrows from his cute shidis with nothing more than a laugh.

Wei Wuxian, husband and cultivation partner to the illustrious Hanguang Jun, cannot even heal irritated skin. That is a skill that is second nature to the disciples of Yunmeng Jiang, though hardly necessary for anyone used to summers at Lotus Pier.

The third time Wei Wuxian faints in the sun, they are on the way to a cultivation conference in the Unclean Realm.

His quiet demeanor goes beyond the time his husband spends circulating healing qi through his system. Wei Wuxian does not notice the stares from other sects, nor the way they whisper to one another about the sound of his silence. He does not notice the searching gaze from Yunmeng Jiang.

Sect Leader Jiang hates these conferences. If he wanted to hear people disagree and complain about every minor decision he would talk to the matchmakers again. The food is rarely to his tastes and the rooms are always too cold. The Jin are ostentatious, the Nie's too utilitarian, and Gusu Lan is much too quiet. People always tip toe around him as if he will start whipping people at any moment.

He is watched like a tiger in the middle of a market, the threat is implied by his mere presence. His reputation is hard earned.

When they had nothing but ashes and mud, when the vultures were circling above Yunmeng Jiang, and their back was to the flames, they had Sandu Sengshou. Rooster, pig, and snake. The war hero that no one must ever make the mistake to anger or offend. A man who could kill his brother, a demon in his own right, is capable of anything. The Yunmeng Jiang were protected by the reputation of a man known for his cruelty and quick whip, a man who was always ready to address any offense.

In the settling dust of the war, when Jiang Cheng had nothing else, when his life had gone up in flames around him, he had this: The last gifts from his parents, Sandu and Zidian. The last remnant of his sister, Jin Ling. And a dizi.

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In those early years, the only thing that kept him alive was the obligation to his sect and to his nephew.

But on the nights where Jin Ling’s absence felt like a hollowing of the soul, when every time he closed his eyes he felt the discipline whip, when the shadows showed him the last memories of his family covered in their own blood, that obligation felt like a noose.

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Yunmeng Jiang had Sandu Shengshou and little else. If you ask Sect Leader Jiang, he would say that didn't amount to much. If you asked a Jiang disciple, they would say that was all they needed.

Who else but Sect Leader Jiang embodied the the ways of Yumeng Jiang so clearly? Who else could have taken mud and ashes and raised a sect so strong? Who else would haven taken in street orphans and misfits and given them a name and a home? What other sect leader would have waded in the mud and labored along side them during the scarce years? Who else had the unrestrained strength of their rivers in their blood and lightning coursing through their veins? Who else could have done the impossible, if not a man birthed from the very waters he protects.

If you ask the elders whose lakes sit at the edge of Lotus Pier, those who remember a time before the ashes when laughter would echo across the water, they would tell you this: The people of Yunmeng Jiang do not love lightly.

Whether it be people or places, once that seed is planted in their hearts, you’ll have an easier time drinking the river than uprooting it.

What could be considered impossible in the face of such devotion? That is the Yunmeng Jiang way.

And that is a son of the Yunmeng Jiang.

The terror of one land is a hero at home. When is a monster not a monster?

When you are the reason it has become so mangled.

The people of Yunmeng Jiang understand this better than most for they are the only ones who survived the war with two terrors to their name.

But the passage of time softens the blows of war. Yunmeng Jiang, once isolated as a consequence of having nothing to offer, is self sufficient in a way no other sect can claim. For this reason, there is always someone trying to corner sect leader Jiang at these conferences. There is always a trade contract to be negotiated or a someone’s cousin or disciple to meet. For reasons sect leader Jiang can’t quite parse, the smaller sects have stopped throwing every woman of marrying age at him and have started introducing him to cultivators of various talents and renown. He is mildly offended at the implication that he would want their castoffs when his own disciples are so highly skilled.

His second in command has perfected the art of diversion in these instances and Jiang Cheng has become intimately familiar with the isolated corners of every sect. So when Hanguang Jun’s husband disappears and misses dinner, he has some ideas of where to look. Not that he is searching for him or anything, but if anyone were to ask him, there are directions he could point to. Such as the training ground behind the stables. It just so happens that his post dinner walk has taken him in that direction.

The food Nie Huaisang provided was too rich and made such a stroll necessary. It has nothing to do with Jin Ling sneaking away with his friends or Wei Wuxian’s absence. This is a digestive walk, practically medically mandated for a cultivator that cares about being in peak condition.

Danger lurks around every corner, it would be embarrassing to perform poorly in a battle simply because food didn’t sit well in his stomach. He is in the middle of creating a new nightly regimen to torment-train his newer disciples with when he comes across Wei Wuxian

Jiang Cheng looks at one of the most dangerous men alive, the scourge of the cultivation world, and the first thought that comes to mind weighs heavily on his heart. He looks like Jin Ling.

Here is the thing about about the Yunmeng Jiang, a trait every child of the lake shares: they will always seek comfort in water. When a Jiang disciple marries out or leaves the sect, it is not uncommon to find them staring longingly into ponds or streams.

When Jin Ling was young and had to return to Carp Tower after months spent in Lotus Pier, his disappearance would often cause a havoc among his caretakers. More often than not, he could be found wading in the lotus pond his father built or sitting at its edge.

Once, when he was still a toddler and throwing a tantrum about being left behind, Jiang Cheng found him asleep in the stables next to the horse's trough. The sight was so achingly sweet that he took the time to commit it to memory before carrying him away.

If he had possessed any artistic talent, he would have painted a portrait to be able to look back on it across the years.

As Jin Ling's chubby little hands grasped against his robe, sleeves still wet from the horse's water, he felt like he could finally breathe. For the first time in years, something slotted into place, and It took a moment to realize what it was.

Relief.

When Jin Ling finally leaves him, or when Jiang Cheng dies, whichever comes first, he will still have the comfort of water. Jiang Cheng has failed in so many things, has let countless of people down, but he was able to give him this. This one thing that no one can take that from him. This intrinsically Jiang thing.

It had been an old fear, he wasn't sure that Jin Ling would take to it in the same way, the Jin are different after all. They don't share their ways.

He will never forget his shijie's shamefaced confession right before his naming day. Frantically whispered in a rare moment they had stolen away, Jin Ling bundled in her arms. "A-Cheng, they wouldn't- the wouldn't let me do it. He wasn't born in the water." It had stunned him into silence.

It didn't seem feasible that any child of Jiang Yanli wouldn't be born swimming. Even his own mother, raised in the mountains where it is too cold to swim, made certain to have water births. When Wei Ying came to them as a half starved thing, he couldn't swim but would still float on his back for hours until he learned.

Raised alongside the heirs of Yunmeng Jiang, it wasn't long before he was swimming as strongly as any of them. Countless days were spent under the sun for hours, until their skinned pruned up and other tasks called them away. The happiest moments of Jiang Cheng's life were spent in the waters of Lotus Pier.

His father had taught him how to swim, and Jiang Cheng had taught Wei Ying.

It should have been Jiang Yanli who taught her son how to dive off a dock without making a splash, and go for lengths without breaking the surface.

Instead, he got Jiang Cheng.

He had taught countless shidis how to swim, of course, it wasn't difficult.

But could a man so devoid of affection teach Jin Ling to find safety and security in the currents. To love them? He wasn't sure. It felt like it would be the final betrayal of his family's memories if he failed in this. And yet, Jin Ling learned to swim before he learned to walk. Running around Lotus Pier in those ridiculous golden outfits that made him stick out like a sore thumb, his shijie's beautiful little boy was every bit as Yungmeng Jiang as any of them.

And beneath the moonlight, sitting next to what passes for a pond in the Unclean Realm, Wei Wuxian looks like Jin Ling.

His face holds the same delicate softness that Jin Zixuan's did, his eye brows furrow similarly to Jin Guanyao's when someone arrived with an unexpected guest.

It’ss Barely noticeable, but he can see that at some point, Mo Xuanyu had broken his nose.

It's in a different spot from the break in his memories. During their second Dragon Boat Festival together, before the development of their golden cores, Wei Ying had stolen the poisonous paper animals from Jiang Cheng's wrist and tripped in his attempt to get away. It was ugly. He had smashed his face into a food stall run by their shixiong's sisters and painted his festival robes red. Jiang Cheng kept an arm around him as their shixiong's elder sister flagged someone down to take them back home. In an attempt to calm a crying Wei Ying, the younger of the sisters gave them three sticks of wrapped tanghulu that Jiang Cheng ended up tucking into his sleeves for later. Back then, food always cheered Wei Ying up.

By the time his shixiong found them, with their shijie trailing behind, his crying had deescalated to just hiccups. Thinking back on it, he remembers Wei Ying being more upset about the sullied robes than from the actual pain.

Things between them right now...they're not good. They're also not horrible. But the bar is very, very low. But Wei Wuxian has been quiet all day.

He hasn't moved from where he is sitting with his knees pulled next to his chin and arms wrapped around his shoulders. There's no indication that he's heard Jiang Cheng approach, but at his age, he knows better. He should leave.

He should turn around and tell one of his disciples to go tell Jin Ling to tell The Boy to have Hanguang Jun come collect his husband. But- Right now, sitting alone in the Unclean Realm, Wei Wuxian looks like Jin Ling when he wants to cry.

And he has never been able to walk away from his nephew when he's worn that expression. It seems he's just as defenseless to it when his- when Wei Wuxian wears it as well.

It's the same face, that's all.

Wordlessly, he shuffles over and sits a little more than an arms length away. He doesn't look over, instead choosing to stare out into the pond and pretend like he isn't hyper aware of the weight of his qiankun pouch.

It's a cloudy night, and in the time that they sit there in silence, the light of the moon is blocked and darkness blankets over them. The sound of the grasshoppers and the leaves shifting in the wind is almost meditative. He startles when Wei Wuxian's voice breaks the peace.

"Mo Xuanyu burns in the sun." It's not what he expected. He can't say with any definitive confidence what he thought Wei Wuxian would say, but it's not that. He grunts in the affirmative.

"The peacock was a tomato during those first few summers."

Before he formed his golden core and was suddenly too good to be trailing after their sister. Somehow, this was a misstep, Wei Wuxian grip on himself tightens. This too, is familiar. He used to hold himself so fiercely that he would leave bruises on his arms.

Concerned, Jiang Cheng had asked his shijie why he did that, couldn't he see he was hurting himself?

Back then, it felt like she had all the answers. Jiang Cheng knows now, she was just child trying to fill in the gaps in their lives.

She brought him into a hug with one hand and ran her hand through his hair with the other. He remembers that the look on her face was so sad.

"A-Cheng, A-Ying was alone for a very long time. He didn't have anyone to hold him or to hug him when he was sad or scared. So he holds himself." And that was the saddest thing Jiang Cheng had ever heard. And he had just lost his dogs. But the solution felt simple.

"So we have to hold him then, right?"

She pressed a kiss to his forehead and he felt her nod against him. Shijie never wanted to let them see her cry. Overnight, they implemented a secret rule. If Wei Ying was sad, you had to hold him. If he was happy, you had to hold him too.

They still shared a room back then, so when he had nightmares, Jiang Cheng would make his way over to his bed and hug him until he stopped shaking. He had nightmares a lot. More often than not, Jiang Cheng would wake up in the wrong bed.

But the bruises disappeared.

He's so wrapped up in his own head that he almost misses the choked whisper that comes next. What he hears is so preposterous that he almost asks Wei Wuxian to repeat himself.

"What if- this body- Mo Xuanyu- what if-" he rushes the last part, as if the somehow saying it all in one breath might keep it from being true. "-what if it can't swim?" It, not I.

Something separate from himself. Something not Wei Wuxian. And Jiang Cheng- He can't accept that.

He can't. Because that would imply- That would mean- He can't even finish the thought.

He kept a dizi for over a decade to avoid thinking that.

Here are some objective truths of the world: The sun will rise every day. The seasons will change. Sect leader Jiang loves his nephew. Wei Ying swims.

In the event that any of these stop being true, it's a sign of something calamitous to come. Something unspeakable.

It takes all his will power to keep looking straight ahead. There's only one answer here. "Then learn." Wei Wuxian's bark of laughter catches even him by suprise. Of course, of course. Jiang Cheng makes it sound so easy, so simple. He's always been like this, no time for frivolities, cutting straight to the point.

He nearly drove their teachers mad insisting that it was senseless to use so many metaphors, waste so many lines, just to say "Let's get married," all the while blushing and stammering at the mere thought of it. Even now, Jiang Cheng is still Jiang Cheng.

It's a comforting thought. Wei Wuxian woke up in a different world, in a body that often feels stretched too tight, too misaligned. But Jiang Cheng is Jiang Cheng. It makes his heart hurt. He misses him. From his perspective, it wasn't that long ago that he had his shidi.

It wasn't that long ago, that shijie- That- It hasn't been that long, that's all. It's just- Sometimes, when he's alone, it feels like a chasm is opening up in his chest. Like he is still lying on that mountain with Wen Qing's hands re-arranging him and hollowing him out. And if he stops to think about it, to truly analyze what any of it means, he'll start screaming and never stop.

He can't do that. It would scare Lan Zhan. He'd be sad.

Lan Zhan has spent enough of his life being sad about Wei Wuxian. He won't add to it. And this thing going on with- with the body. He wouldn't understand it. Lan Zhan loves Wei Ying so much, he could have been reborn as Little Apple and Lan Zhan wouldn't love him any less. And A-Yuan, oh his little A-Yuan, his little radish. The only evidence that he still had a heart, at the end of it all.

If anyone had ever bothered to ask, he would have sworn it stopped beating alongside his shijie's. After that night, he felt more like one of his own corpse puppets than an actual person. Maybe that was when he died. And this thing that he is now- It came back wrong.

Maybe it's not Wei Wuxian. How would they know? How could they know? Lan Zhan, his A-Yuan, they have now spent more time with the body than they ever had with Wei Wuxian. In another 20 years, this is how they'll remember him.

In a body that burns in the sun.

Heat starts to pool behind his- the- Mo Xuanyu's eyes. It's a strange sensation. Back then, after becoming part of the Jiang, he didn't cry often. The body cries so much. Is this him? Or is it the final vestiges of Mo Xuanyu mourning his death? He doesn't know.

How would he know? The silence has stretched long enough, Jiang Cheng can hear Wei Wuxian's breathing pick up next to him. Whatever this is, it has him treading on unsteady ground.

He's rattled by it.

If Jiang Cheng closes his eyes, he can still picture that little boy in the bed across the room, trying to keep silent, shaking in the night. Shijie, does the rule still apply after death? Yours and his? Does his husband know how often Wei Wuxian needs to be held?

How would he know? Only the Jiang saw what he was like before the rule had been implemented and Wei Wuxian has been operating at a deficit of affection for the majority of his life. Surely death has only amplified it.

In this moment, little more than an arm length away, he has never felt further from Wei Ying. The distance feels insurmountable, impossible even.

Here are some objective truths of the world:

Sandu Shengshou is a war hero.

Jiang Cheng is a coward.

Jiang Cheng loves his nephew.

Wei Ying is Wei Ying.

Here is the thing about the Yunmeng Jiang:

They do not love lightly.

Whether it be people or places, once that seed is planted in their hearts, you’ll have an easier time drinking the river than uprooting it.

What could be considered impossible in the face of such devotion?

That is the Yunmeng Jiang way.

And Jiang Cheng is a son of the Yunmeng Jiang.

Jiang Cheng steels himself with a breath. He is a coward, a man devoid of affection, but he has experience building something from mud and ashes. A familiar shudder next him has him turning his head on instinct, seeking what always used to be there. His shixiong.

The clouds above them finally clear and there, under the moonlight in the Unclean Realm, is Wei Ying. The sight of him makes his heart hurt. Jiang Cheng is struck by the realization that he misses him.

He missed him so much. It doesn't feel like he'll ever stop missing him.

This epiphany gives him the courage needed to finally speak the words he's been desperate to say since that night hunt on Dafan Mountain and again that time at inn.

"Wei Ying," his voice cracks and his shixiong, conditioned by a lifetime of taking care of his shidi, immediately turns to face him at the first sign of distress.

"Come to Lotus Pier. Come home."

He swallows back a sob because the next part is important, he needs to get it out before he loses his courage. Jiang Cheng can, at the very least, give him back this part of himself. Maybe he's the only person who can.

"I'll teach you. If you can't, I'll teach you. Again."

The words haven't left his mouth before Wei Ying is scrambling over to wrap his arms around him.

And oh.

Oh. Jiang Cheng has always been the stupider of the two. How could he have forgotten? How could he have missed something so important?

Jiang Cheng always held Jin Ling when he was sad. He made sure to hold him when he was happy too. Though he threatens to break his legs, he has never once hit him. Jin Ling has never feared his touch nor wanted for it.

Jiang Cheng could count on one hand how many times Jiang Fengmian had held him and still have fingers left over. His mother had done it significantly more often, though she was unaccustomed to such easy affection. But if he initiated, she always reciprocated. Such tender physicality, the gentleness of it, just wasn't the way of the Meiyan Yu. But his siblings? There aren’t enough lotus pods in all the piers to calculate how often they held him.

But no one who knew that had been alive to remind him.

Until now. The Twin Prides of Yunmeng had always been mirror images, more alike than one would initially think. And in many ways, they never stopped being those boys sharing a bed in the dark. They stay holding each other until they both stop shaking. Wei Ying is the first to pull away, he croaks out an "Okay. Okay." before taking another moment to compose himself. He has to look away before he starts back up again. Otherwise, they'll be here all night and there is still a discussion conference going on. He never thought he would have this. After Guanyin Temple it had felt impossible. He should have known better.

This is Jiang Cheng, after all.

Speaking of, there was one thing he's been dying to ask.

"Back then, on the mountain and in the inn, how did you know?" the It was me goes unsaid.

When he had really sat down to think about it, Jiang Cheng only spent a handful of moments with him before immediately clocking his identity.

He hears a familiar snort of disbelief behind him, maybe wetter than it would normally be, and a rustling of fabric. Wei Wuxian, still sitting on the grass, peeks over his shoulder to look up at his shidi. Jiang Cheng is giving him that lopsided smile that Madam Yu always said would make his face stick like that.

His answer is so simple, so Jiang Cheng, he doesn't know what he expected. "In what life wouldn't I know you? You move like my brother." Wei Wuxian's jaw hangs open as he watches Jiang Cheng retreat into the night. When he finally recovers from the shock and looks down, there is a bao wrapped in fabric next to a clarity bell catching the moonlight. Here is the thing about the Yunmeng Jiang, an objective truth of the world: The waters will always welcome them home.

#jiang cheng #wei wuxian #mdzs #10thmusemoon fics #yunmeng jiang #yunmeng shuangjie #yunmeng bros #fics #mdzs fics

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funeralprocessor · 5 months

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Replaying AC6 has me thinking about one of the weirder things from my worldbuilding project that was initially inspired by, among other things, the handler/pilot relationship. I don't have the terminology nailed down but I'm tentatively calling them Scions/War Princes, who're the mech/pilot equivalent in this analogy. The tldr is that they're kind of like purebred demigods, with everything that entails.

I got to thinking about the whole magical chosen bloodlines and descended from great heroes thing, which led me to thinking about sort of lamarkian evolution, and the end result of all of that is the Varya Supremacy, a horrible glorious empire of self made living deities forming elaborate dynasties and treating their children as somewhere between WMDs and pedigree animals.

The handler equivalent, called the Athame, were originally subordinates who were their (brainwashed and conditioned) right hands and stewards but primarily existed to carry their namesakes, a specialized weapon tuned to an individual Prince and capable of instantly killing them should they go rogue, betray their lineage, or simply need disposing of. Athame were hypercompetent by mortal standards and managed basically all the affairs of the Prince, who in turn were often remarkably reliant on their Blade. This is entirely by design. The dependency and devotion are cultivated by nearly every element of their roles to ensure that such valuable property can't easily run amok. A Prince is trained to find harming their Blade unthinkable, and Athame is conditioned to kill their Scion without thought, should the call come.

The Varya would fall in a great cataclysm, and with them would die the need for Princes and Blades, but not all who held such titles. The surviving Athame found their masters dead, their conditioning broken, and a wrathful demigod loyal only to them by their side in a world suddenly thrown into calamity. Their responses to the situation varied but needless to say the era had many many Athame warlords. Some ruled with their princes as equals (or something like it), some treated them as little more than weapons (which not all scions objected to), but all would be scourges against peace for many generations. As is so often the case, they would come to repeat the mistakes of their ancestors, but in trying to avoid their mistakes they commit far worse ones.

Lacking the surgical precision of Varya social controls to keep their tools in line, they opted for the hammer instead: modify them in ways that both enhance and hobble them, treat them comfortably but as subhuman, and minimize contact they have with anyone other than their Athame. Most would not need to endure this treatment long. Despite being treated as weapons of mass destruction and living for war, the leading cause of death for these princes was natural causes. Most were severely inbred in pursuit of greater power or to maintain a particular lineage's abilities, and the supernatural nature of their bloodline only exacerbates the deleterious effects. Most could expect to live only a few decades before the power seething in them destroys their bodies and minds beyond survival. Later dynasties would take this to the extreme: mass produced pseudo-clones with lifespans measured in months, force aged and kept in stasis when not deployed. Their whole waking lives were spent killing, and carefully micromanaged to keep it that way.

That more or less brings us to the modern day. All of what's been discussed is fairly ancient history but as ever, the sins of the past haunt the present. Those mass produced princes were *mass* produced, and while a lot of the stasis chrysalises were damaged or destroyed not all of them were. Caches of them are discovered every so often, and modern medicine can treat their genetic and pneumatic instability, leading to a slow trickle of them into wider society. That brings us to the modern day Athame. Their dynasties fell, the titular blades are mostly lost treasures, but the name endured. The scions were not the only group of powerful people who like the power but aren't so good at the people, and the legends of the Princes of the Varya and their Blades are deep seated in the minds of many cultures, so emulation of the (romanticized, usually far more equal) relationship was nearly inevitable. These Athame have extremely varied but inevitably very close relationships with their (don't have a term for the ones who aren't Princes), which conveniently is exactly what many of the revived war princes need.

Anyway sorry for the wall of text. Also fun fact Prince & Blade is one of the character types for the ttrpg I'm working on (slowly)

#long post?#long post #sometimes I feel like writing idk #gotta ride that wave when it hits #I'd love to know what people think about it #amalaposting #also sorry if its like weird or anything

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minimerrymarvelous · 2 years

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Volume 3 has arrived!

Spoilers for volume 3

Velinxi’s illustrations are as gorgeous as ever!

I mean, look at Tianlang-Jun’s coffin introduction. It really incapsulates his “kingly grace” that “could make said coffin look like an emperor’s throne.” That line was always one of my favorite mental images from the novel so I'm ecstatic it was illustrated.

We even get to see Airplane flying off to go save his future husband.

Other than the beautiful illustrations, volume 3 has so many great moments it's hard to pin them all down, but this is a memorable one.

I love how even after Everything that just happened, Shen Qingqiu still manages to make me laugh. Way to lighten the mood with a mouthful of blood.

This scene, as well, is another one of my favorites.

You've got to love how no one can handle Shen Qingqiu's shameless declaration to the scourge of the cultivation world—right in front of them as they're trying to have a good time!—so instead everyone just ignores the pair or starts hysterically laughing to cope while Liu Mingyan takes mental notes.

As an honorable mention, the whole scene of Shen Qingqiu beating up Airplane on page 334 and being caught by Yue Qingyuan and Master Wu Chen who, having just witnessed him attack Shang Qinghua until he was "prone like a corpse" and about to dispose of the body in a forest, only comments on Shen Qingqiu being safe and sound, is absolute gold.

Is it just me, or does anyone else find it hard to believe the main story's official translation is already complete? Time really flew by.

I eagerly await the release of the extras.

#svsss #scum villain's self saving system #shen qingqiu #shen yuan #luo binghe #bingqiu #shang qinghua #yue qingyuan #mxtx #mo xiang tong xiu #spoilers

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wangxianficfinder · 2 years

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In the mood for a Fic...

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1. I am in the mood for fics with temporary character death! Either A) where either wwx or lwj die but come back (in some way other than canon), or B) it *appears* that one of them died, but they actually didn't. Basically, I want these two put through the absolute emotional wringer and having to deal with the other's death, before getting a happy ending. Thank you so much! Love this blog so much. You are doing the heavens' work! @i-ship-therefore-i-am

1A)

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

Those 13 Years Were a Lie by AitchNKay (M, 11k, Attempted Suicide, Angst, mentions of offscreen rape, Canonical Character Death) WWX spends the 13 Years of Mourning alive but incognito; not MXY friendly; mind all the tags!

Dignity and Animality by quick_cat_tl (G, 31k, WangXian, Watership Down, u know the one with the political/philosophical bunnies, Reincarnation, Lapine language, Rabbit!WWX, Sunny Angst, Pining, Mojo’s post) Watership Down fusion; WWX, reincarnated as a rabbit, comes to live among LWJ’s bunny herd at the Cloud Recesses

Your Light by StellaMozzarella (T, 18k, wangxian, major character death, temporary character death kinda)

1B)

These Things Stay the Same by notevenyou (E, 29k, WangXian, Modern AU, Kid Fic, Canon-Typical Violence, Minor Character DeathInjury, Natural Disasters, Angst with a Happy Ending, Hospitalization, Accidents)

Tired of the Sunset by julomaiboulomai (M, 55k, WangXian, Modern AU, Superheroes/Superpowers, Identity Porn, Secret Identity, Parent-Child Relationship, Grief/Mourning, Canonical Character Death, Unreliable Narrator, superhero fights, Major Character Injury, Major Character Undeath, Slow Burn, But also somehow, Established Relationship, Hurt/Comfort, Injury Recovery, JC-LWJ Mutual Hate Society, Domestic Fluff, Co-Parenting, Making Out, well slowish burn, Fade to Black, Brief mentions of suicide, Angst with a Happy Ending, Art Embedded)

Cultivons Notre Jardin by Scourge Daughter (scourgedaughter) (M, 30k, LWJ & WWX, Canon Divergence, Plant horror, Horror, Carnivorous Plants, demonic plant cultivation, BAMF WWX, novel characterization, Eventual Romance, mostly plot, Body Horror, Mild Gore, Canon-Typical Violence, Minor Character Death, Chapter Illustrations, rating is for gore and body horror but it's not that bad)

And They Have Escaped The Weight of Darkness by cosmicmilktea (T, 10k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Amnesia, Memory Loss, Grief/Mourning, Implied/Referenced Sexual Assault, Screw the Cultivation world tbh, The Lan precepts deserves better, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Falling In Love, domestic life, Social justice boyfriends wangxian, Happy Ending)

🧡 Ghosts Shouldn’t by ShanaStoryteller (Not Rated, 15k, WangXian, Grief/Mourning, Canon Divergence, Angst with a Happy Ending)

something like by silversshadow (T, 69k, WangXian, SongXiao, Canon Divergence, Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Temporary Character Death)

Between The Lines by Witch_Nova221 (M, 153k, WangXian, Epistolary, Romance, Eventual Romance, Fluff and Angst, Letters, Falling In Love, Love Confessions, Love Letters, Long-Distance Relationship, Hurt/Comfort, Loss, Post-Canon, Idiots in Love, Podfic by kisahawklin)

a star called sun by thelastdboy (E, 76k, WIP, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Heavy Angst, Self-Worth issues, Amputation, Situational Mutism, Slow burn, Angst with a happy ending)

If I Could Go Back in Time by Runningbarefoot (M, 122k, WangXian, NieLan, Canon Divergence, Role Reversal, Somebody Lives/Not Everyone Dies, Pining, Angst with a Happy Ending, Grief/Mourning, YL WWX, Eventual Happy Ending, The Twin Jade Brotherhood, Hurt/Comfort, Character Study, Twin Prides of Yúnmèng Dynamics, Slow Burn)

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2. i adore the wens making a home in the BM, but i would love to read fics where the peace the fuck outta there bc its hard on the elderly, not to mention a-yuan and the traumatized wwx.. like maybe they leave in small groups or wwx invents v good disguise talismans or somebody helps them or something!! just BM fam living a better life ❤️❤️❤️

you've heard that melody before by Stratisphyre (M, 65k, WangXian, ChengQing, Canon Divergence, Hurt/Comfort, Memory Loss, POV Multiple, Multiple Canon Character Deaths, Depictions of depression, Light Dom/sub, Somebody Lives/Not Everyone Dies, Twin Prides of Yúnmèng Dynamics)

Turnabout by miixz (T, 32k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Time Travel Fix-It, Post-Sunshot Campaign, Fluff, Somebody Lives/Not Everyone Dies, POV Outsider on Time Travel, Parents LWJ and WWX, Wēn Remnants Live, Child LSZ, Slight Alteration of Characters Ages, Misunderstandings, Getting Together, Not JC Friendly, Ensemble Cast, Minor Yiling Siblings)

A Long Road by Vathara (T, 175k, WIP, WangXian, Fluff and Angst, Crossovers & Fandom Fusions, Scheming NHS, Necromancy, Fire, Ghosts, Accidental Child Acquisition, is it an accident if the ghosts keep bringing them?)

Just as the Snow Melts by draechaeli (T, 66k, WangXian, SongXiao, Everybody Lives, Canon Divergence)

Fading mirrors by apathyinreverie (T, 5k, WangXian, Angst, Politics, Some Fluff, Some Plot, What-If, Fix-It, of sorts, Canon Divergence, WWX trying to protect everyone at once, Protective Wen siblings)

chalcedony by sushicorps (Inclinant) (E, 8k, WIP, WangXian, Royalty, Prince LWJ, YL WWX, Mentions of imperial court intrigue, Mentions of War)

finding one another series by MarbleGlove (G, 6k, LJY & LSZ, wangxian, LXC & LWJ, LSZ & WWX, canon divergence, future fic)

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3. Hi there!! For a future itmf I’d love fics that deal with Jin Ling’s trauma surrounding family and broken trust post canon! Thank you for the work you put into these!! 💜

in cupped hands by chomrafy (G, 2k, JC & JL, WWX & JL, WangXian, XiYao, Family, Fluff,JL is a good boy, Light Angst, Character Study, Unreliable Narrator, Nightmares, Trust Issues, Grief/Mourning, Hair Braiding, Identity Issues)

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4. sooo got any recs for wwx wielding zidian? thank you a bunch ♥️♥️

❤️By Any Other Name by ShanaStoryteller (Not Rated, 31k, Wangxian, Canon Divergence, Crossdressing, Misunderstandings, Identity Porn, Identity reveal, [PODFIC] By Any Other Name by sakizar)

many envies by newamsterdam (T, 21k, JC & WWX, Background WangXian, Night Hunting, Ghosts, Action/Adventure, Reconciliation, Brotherly Love, Complicated Relationships, Cultivation as Plot Device, Novel Spoilers, Post-Canon, Yunmeng Shuangjie) the climax has WWX wielding Zidian and JC wielding Sandu *and* Suibian. Best read after its predecessor, murky waters

Silver & Gold by beeswaxing (E, 162k, wangxian, post-canon, de-aging, fluff & angst, happy ending, fix-it of sorts, family bonding, established relationship, non-sexual intimacy, BAMF WWX, pining, protective WWX)

I have like half an answer for question 4. There is this fic where JC travels back in time, and convinces his father to kill the Wens who are sleeping after WN drugged them, WWX opposes, because there is no honor in that, but they still do it. At some point, Zidian goes to WWX, and JC says he doesn't want a traitor of a spiritual tool, they also leave WWX with WN. I think that is the fic, but I don't know name

Falling Lotus Petals by Hauntcats (Not Rated, 9k, WIP, JC & WWX, WangXian, Canon JC Characteristics, Not Jiang Family Friendly, Time Travel Fix-It, Angst with a Happy Ending, No Golden Core Transfer) the person who described a story for #4 was probably thinking of this fic

there are *two* stories about WWX, wielding Zidian, as the Violet Spider, a feminine-presenting superhero-of-sorts: Anywhere you want, just not home by androktasia (T, 28k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Superheroes/Superpowers, Spiderman AU, Secret Identity, Grief/Mourning, Loneliness, Angst with a Happy Ending, Romance)

and

let your colours bleed and blend with mine by ravenditefairylights (T, 13k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Superheroes/Superpowers, Spiderman AU, Secret Identity, Angst with a Happy Ending, Romance, Implied/Referenced Suicide, Crossdressing, Yunmeng Bros Reconciliation, There Was Only One Bed, Fluff)

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5. I know youve gotten this one before, but for the next ITMF post- Golden Core Reveal happening before wwx dies?? Preferably a fix it where he goes back to Lotus Pier (or Gusu) but I’ll take literally anything lol @yami-bakura

Rewrite the stars Series by Moonlit_dewdrops (T/M, 81k, WangXian, ChengQing, Angst with a Happy Ending, Protective JC, Canon Divergence, Yunmeng sibling bonding, Hurt/Comfort, Protective JYL, Golden Core Reveal, JYL and JZX Love, Fix-It, Found Family, Wangxian happy ending, soft JC, Family Feels, Somebody Lives/Not Everyone Dies, Twin Prides of Yúnmèng Feels, WWX will get a New Golden Core)

House of Gentians AU by @pakhnokh (Tumblr comic)

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6. You know what? I just realized something: when WWX died, he was only in his early 20s and when he came back to life, well, he didn't necessarily age. I'd like to know, do you have any fanfics recs that address this "problem"? Or Lan Zhan and Jiang Cheng have moments, when WWX acts his age, that make them realize that WWX is still the twenty year old boy who died on that cliff? Please?

All Technicalities by DummyDipl0d0cus (M, 4k, WangXian, JC & WWX, Overprotective JC, JC thinks WWX is too smol for this world, WWX goes with it because it's funny, LWJ is patient but not amused, Post-Canon)

Youth by yamadori (Katsumi27) (M, 543, JC & WWX, WangXian, Angst, Birthday Party, Heart-to-Heart, Trauma, Implied/Referenced Character Death)

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7. Hi! For a future itmf could I get recs for fics where LWJ and the peacock are besties? I've read a couple and they were ridiculous and hilarious but don't know how to go about finding them. Modern AUs are a plus but not required. Thanks!

❤️ save a sword, ride a socialist by sysrae (E, 33k, WangXian, Modern with Magic, College/University, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Single Parent WWX, Homophobia, LQR’s A+ Parenting, Angst with a Happy Ending, Idiots to lovers)

mating rituals by detectorist (E, 17k, wangxian, JYL/JZX, JZX & LWJ, modern, college/university au, humor, pining, getting together)

forget-me-not by mellowflicker (E, 31k, WIP, WangXian, Modern AU, Sugar Daddy WWX, Sugar Baby LWJ, Professor WWX, Student LWJ, Bottom LWJ/Top WWX, Secret Relationship, Age Difference, Hurt/Comfort, Chronic Pain, JZX & LWJ Friendship, Family Issues, WWX Isn’t Adopted by the Jiāngs)

wanna know that body like it's mine by perfectlyrose (M, 3k, wangxian, JZX & LWJ, modern, clubbing, dancing, first meetings, flirting)

mianmian the disaster lesbian saves the cultivation world by likeshipsonthesea (T, 27k, wangxian, LWJ & LQY, LWJ & JZX, fix-it, friendship, awesome LQY, war, blood & injury, light angst, self-acceptance, awkward JZX)

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8. Curious, any fics where lwj takes in a-yuan/tries to protect the wen remnants simply because he found out about it and it was the right thing to do and he happened to be there? And not because of knowing and/or having feelings for wwx? He adopts and hides an orphan JUST because they are innocent and its the only way to save them, and then grows to love them? With possibly no or other ships besides wangxian? Lwj on same path but as stranger/outsider?

conflict by thelastdboy (M, 12k, WIP, WangXian, Modern AU, Canon Divergence, Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Madam Lán Lives, Post-Sunshot Campaign, References to Depression, Selectively Mute LWJ, LWJ & LQY Friendship, Modern AU but not too modern™, mlm/wlw solidarity, Pre-WangXian, Wēn Remnants Live, LWJ saves the Wēn Remnants, LWJ's PunishmentWhipping, LWJ Needs a Hug, POV LWJ, Neurodivergent LWJ, Stimming) lwj saves the wen remnants, but not as in hide away with them/adopt a-yuan, more as in, he frees them from the prison camp

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9. Itmf fics where wwx's soul shatters and people search for/stumble upon/find the pieces

scatter and sunder by silversshadow (T, 15k, XuanLi, WangXian, Temporary Character Death, Canon Divergence)

Kintsugi by LanaSerra (E, 145k, WangXian, JC & WWX, Canon Divergence, frankencanon, canon-typical violence (donghua), Golden Core Reveal, Golden Core Transfer, wwx's self worth issues, Memory Loss, Trauma, canon typical magic (donghua), yunmeng bros reconciliation, JC Needs a Hug, Explicit Sexual Content, Anal Sex, Blow Jobs, Rimming, Canon Typical Bondage, Minor ZhuiYi, Minor XiCheng, Family Feels, headless corpse cockblocking)

🧡Vow by draechaeli (E, 216k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, BeliefGod!WWX, Adoption but WWX birthed them all, Pregnancy Kink, Mpreg, minor male lactation, Consensual Non-Consent, Light Bondage, Non-Graphic Rape/Non-Con because JGS, Mentions Canon Typical Incest, Canon Typical Violence) (link in #10)

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10. Itmf any fic where wwx is brought back to life in his original body, WITHOUT anyone having to die to do so? The only one I can think of rn is "Misunderstood" on ao3.

🧡 Vow by draechaeli (E, 216k, Canon Divergence, BeliefGod!WWX, Adoption but WWX birthed them all, Pregnancy Kink, Mpreg, minor male lactation, Consensual Non-Consent, Light Bondage, Non-Graphic Rape/Non-Con because JGS, Mentions Canon Typical Incest, Canon Typical Violence) along the theme of this fic, there are a number of fics which wifi comes back in his own body and without killing anyone… he just comes back as a god

something like by silversshadow (T, 69k, WangXian, SongXiao, Canon Divergence, Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Temporary Character Death) (link in #1)

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11. I’m in the mood for a Fic where Wei Wuxian or someone else confronts or lashes out at the Jiangs for the way they treated Wei Wuxian.

( Extra points if there are some that call out all the Jiangs on there B.S )

I love this blog so much all the stories you recommend are amazing!

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

Step by step by apathyinreverie (T, 12k, WangXian, Modern AU, JFM and YZY Bashing, not particularly Jiang family friendly, Guilt, Fluff, past angst, Flashbacks, Protective LWJ, Soft WWX, adorable a-yuan, Friendship, Family, Getting Together, Established Relationship, Hurt/Comfort, Domestic WangXian, Domestic Fluff)

they should check out the jiang family bashing tag

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12 please i am craving fics where wwx (or ghost-wwx) acts (on the hush hush?) as like a guardian angel/parental figure to jin ling, a la death of a ghost! i just want him to grow up a lil more secure in himself, a little less feeling unloved, and having one option other than ~tsundere hedgehog~ or ~diplomatic snake~ to guide and protect him from bullies thank you v v much!!!

Rotten Work by ShanaStoryteller (Not Rated, 63k, WangXian, WWX & JL, Post-Canon, Protective WWX, Protective JL, Yunmeng Bros Reconciliation, Reluctant Matchmaker JL, [PODFIC] Rotten Work by sakizar)

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13. So! I read Choices by snowberryrose and for a future in the mood for I was wondering if there were any other fics like that? Where jyl DOESNT go with the jins during the hunt. It's fine if it still ends as jiang yanli/jin zixuan but I'd like to see jyl sticking to her words and choosing her brothers first. (Also I absolutely love jyl sticking up for herself and ending up in a different relationship or even no relationship at all. Sorry jin zixuan!) I'd still like it if wangxian was more of the focus but if that's not possible I'd understand! Thank you so much!

Tether by WithBroomBefore (T, 40k, WangXian, SangLi, WWX's passive suicidality, Canon Divergence, Somebody Lives/Not Everyone Dies, WWX Lives, JYL Lives, Golden Core Reveal, Minor Character Death, POV JYL, Grief/Mourning, Sunshot Campaign, Healing, Hurt/Comfort, Family Feels, LWJ makes friends, Fix-It, Happy Ending)

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14. 'Itmf' any fanfics where wwx hurts lwj by accident? preferably during yiling laozu era, but other eras are fine as well! Oh, and happy endings please!

💖 Echo, Murmur, Dream, Here by bluerainmist (M, 51k, wangxian, canon divergence, WWX survives, sect leader WWX, yiling wei sect au, slow burn, angst w/ happy ending, getting together, pining, love confessions, reunions, mind all the tags)

the shadow of a name in skin by iliacquer (E, 8k, WangXian, Sex Magic, YL WWX, Bottom LWJ, Dubious Consent, Praise Kink, Orgasm Delay/Denial, Dom/sub)

love, in fire and blood by cicer (E, 360k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, YL WWX, Arranged Marriage, political scheming, Gratuitous Domesticity, Mutual Pining, EXTREME SLOWBURN, the inherent eroticism of the forehead ribbon, The Mortifying Ordeal of Being Known, bottom lwj in chapter 20 and 27)

Caffeine, Small Talk by mistergoblin (E, 124k, WIP, WangXian, Modern AU, Friends With Benefits, Enemies to Lovers, or more accurately: frenemies to fuckbuddies to lovers, Angst and Fluff and Smut, touch-starved lwj, Slow Burn, high levels of sexual tension, Misunderstandings, Getting to Know Each Other, Switching, Bottom LWJ, bottom WWX, slight D/s, Happy Ending, side yanqing, lwj's patented horny grip, Sub LWJ)

A Myriad of Blossoms by Itszero (E, 60k, wangxian, Bottom LWJ, Canon Divergence, Arranged Marriage, Forced Marriage, YL WWX, Hurt LWJ, Cruel wwx, he's cruel until he's not, Protective WWX, Caring WWX, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff and Angst, Eventual Smut, Dark WWX)

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15. Haiii! Thank you for your services! See I’m sorta new in tumblr so I haven’t understood the general layout yet, so I don’t know if this has been asked yet but: Are there any fics where Wei Wuxian is a Wen or somehow is adopted into the Wen Sect? Best days to you lot!

The Boy That Truly Shone Like The Sun by lordmediator (T, 9k, wangxian, wen WWX, WX is a good brother, au)

there is a "wei ying is a wen tag" on ao3 that #15 can try 💙

Meet Me on the Battlefield by makkurokuro93 (E, 55k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Everybody Lives, Sunshot Campaign, Falling In Love, Pining, War, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Anal Sex, Explicit Sexual Content, In later chapters tho, Angst with a Happy Ending, BAMF WWX, WWX is a Wēn)

You can also find a few in our Non-Yunmeng Wei Wuxian Comp

All Things Belong by kuroi_atropos (M, 64k, WRH & WWX, wangxian, WN & WWX, implied/referenced rape/non-con, past rape/non-con, wen WWX, abuse, whipping, manipulations, warning: WRH & JGS, smart WWX, possessive behavior, WIP) Wei Wuxian is most definitely a Wen, and most definitely wanted by them, even though Jiang got him first.

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16. I'm in a mood for fics with concepts that in a first glance you'd probably think wouldn't have worked but then did!

live from new york: an snl au Series by varnes (E/M, 105k, WangXian, Modern AU, SNL AU, Slow Burn, Friends to Lovers, A Family Can Just Be The Staff Of A Popular Late Night Sketch Show, Pining, Getting Together, Happy Ending, Idiots in Love, and they were ROOMMATES, Frottage, Light Bondage, could not be lighter or gentler bondage, Accidental Marriage, Secret Marriage)

he gets under your skin by Skadiseven (M, 87k, wangxian, inspired by while you were sleeping, accidental engagement, mutual pining, angst w/ happy ending)

this could be the start (of something new) by varnes (T, 2k, wangxian, modern, drunk LWJ)

mea maxima culpa by Anonymous (E, 2k, wangxian, dead dove do not eat, catholicism, scifi au, war, war crimes, war criminal WWX, catholic priest LWJ, dark WWX, theology, self-hatred, Implied/Referenced Torture, Implied/Referenced Suicide, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Implied/Referenced Character Death, Implied/Referenced Eucharist Desecration, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm, Implied/Referenced Drug Use, Tragedy, Angst, Unhappy Ending, Catholicism-Typical Sexual Ethics)

operational amplifier by chinxe (T, 7k, wangxian, angst w/ happy ending, pining, character study)

The Adventures of Wei Ying, Ancient and Powerful Mimic, and Some People He Promised not to Eat series by Suspicious_Popsicle (E, 8k, wangxian, fantasy au, D&D inspired, monsterfucking)

Your Velvet Bones by trickybonmot (E, 2k, WangXian, Antlerverse, yeah that's right antlerverse, Animal Traits, Canon Universe, Canada, except not really, Moose Facts, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Power Bottom LWJ, Crack Treated Seriously, Illustrations)

🧡 Song of Suibian and Bichen: Or, the Greatest (And Only) Furby Master of Demonic Cultivation by moonwaif (T, 64k, WangXian, Fix-It of Sorts, canon adjacent, The spiritual weapons are furbies, Angst with a Happy Ending, The parent trap but make it WangXian with furbies, Mutual Pining, Taking my favorite parts of every adaptation and smashing them together)

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17 Hiya! You guys have been a blessing for new fans! ITMF fics where a young wwx gets brought into the Lan sect instead of Jiang clan, and he gets to grow up with lwj? Or any fics where we get to see them grow up together 🥺🥺🥺

how a smiling homeless child melted jade hearts and got a home by anxiouswreck0_0 (T, 41k, wangxian, LXC & LWJ, LXC & WWX, canon divergence, lan WWX, pining, fluff & angst, fix-it of sorts, childhood friends, not everyone dies au, possessive LWJ, dark LXC)

Snow Burns and Fire Falls by Liebing (T, 12k, wangxian, fluff, fox wangxian, childhood friends, orphans, lan WWX, happy ending, sweet, soft, cute, time jump, jealous WWX, oblivious WWX)

along the years by dass22 (dass15) (T, 17k, wangxian, childhood friends, fluff, family feels, light angst, getting together)

tall as the mountains that sheltered us by thelastdboy (M, 4k, CSSR/WCZ, CSSR & WWX & WCZ, wangxian, canon divergence, CSSR & WCZ live, crack treated seriously, childhood friends to lovers, genius WWX, inventor WWX, bg character death, happy ending, WCZ pov)

trees and toy drums by museaway (T, 5k, wangxian, childhood friends, first meetings, separations, growing up, burial mounds, heartbreak, reunions, happy ending, marriage proposal)

soft-hearted by sarahyyy (G, 6k, wangxian, childhood friends, hurt/comfort, getting together, first kiss, wedding fluff)

藍色的花，紅色的蘭 {Lan se de hua, hongse de lan} by Admiranda, AshayaTReldai (M, 45k, WIP, WangXian, Orphan WWX, Friends to Lovers, Childhood Friends to Lovers, Childhood Friends, wwx raised in the lan clan, softer lqr, Good Uncle LQR, Good lan clan, Good Older Sibling LXC)

also check out the Non-Yunmeng Wei Wuxian compilation.

A Quiet Life of Leisure by nirejseki (G, 7k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, WWX raised in another sect, WWX among the Lan, Alchemy, Explosions, this feels extremely self-indulgent since it's mostly about an OC, but it was what someone asked for, different Jiang sect dynamics)

When You Finally Find Your Family Series by Eleanor_Fenyx (T, 56k, WIP, WangXian, descriptions of canon events, Fix-It, Autistic coded LWJ, Canon-adjacent, Canon Divergence, Homeless WWX, Angst with a Happy Ending, WWX is a Lan)

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#wangxian #mdzs #wangxian fic recs #i'm in the mood for a fic #the untamed #wangxian fic search #wangxianficfinder #long post

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Yunmeng Ghost Robbers!

Honestly it's a little bit of a misnomer to call this one a WIP -- that would imply that it exists in any form except as a stub/collection of notes on my tumblr.

Most of the driving force behind it was just me playing around with alternative outcomes of the Sunshot Campaign. A lot of AUs in the fandom which change things still have the SSC playing out pretty much the way it did in canon, and while it's not like I mind that... I think that assuming that the Sunshot Alliance would have soldiered on to victory even without Wei Wuxian's demonic cultivation & etc is doing him a bit of an injustice. I like to think that the events in the early part of the series mattered, and that if you avert them you'd have to face some actual fallout for it.

On the other hand, that isn't necessarily to say that in such alternative outcomes, everything would be Doomed Forever. I can definitely see (and Yunmeng Ghost Robbers would be set in a world where) even if the Wen clan succeeds in overrunning the jianghu, that doesn't mean they would enjoy an uncontested victory forever! Resistance would continue, I think, around the edges -- even if only in the form of the Jiang heirs reverting to their river bandit roots and becoming a scourge along the Wen supply and communications network!

#ghost robbers of yunmeng #mikke memes #mikke fics #fics I probably won't write

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i need someone i can yell at about my very niche tma au ;w;

(see me playing fast and loose between tma lore and mdzs canon under the cut wheeee~)

this is part headcanon, part drabble, all-around mess. just dont think too hard about it please

the classification of each entity isn’t fully documented yet, smirke’s 14 doesn’t exist, but each major clan has a specific fear that called their founders. there are also some entities haven’t been identified yet so a lot of fears bleed into each other

they’re still cultivators here. they’re cultivating fear.

golden cores are the physical manifestation of your connection with your god within your body. the more you feed it, the more connected you are to your patron, the more powerful you become.

each clan is a powerhouse to a specific entity but their disciples can be touched by multiple entities (and honestly, i cant make everyone a slaughter avatar) only the sect leader needs to be fully devoted to their fear god

Gusu Lan = Beholding, Qinghe Nie = Slaughter, Yunmeng Jiang = Hunt, Lanling Jin = Stranger, and Qishan Wen = Desolation

wei wuxian was once heavily touched by the hunt. his mother a famous Huntress and rogue cultivator and his father a servant and close friend to the sect of The Everchase

jiang cheng’s Hunt core is slightly weaker but its fine because they are of the same pack. they are partners, brothers in everything but blood, and will hunt down anyone who dares to hurt the other.

jiang yanli isn’t an avatar, not marked by the hunt but touched by the Hive, manifesting more on the love/belonging and family aspect rather than the filth aspect

i have more Thots about the family aspects between hive/hunt and how they are both very possessive on who they call their Persons but expresses it different ways that mirror jyl and jc but that’s for a different post

during their time in the cloud recesses they meet a quiet watcher who wwx immediately zones in on him as his new “prey”.

lan wangji is silent and knowledgeable as is expected from a disciple of the beholding, but there is a certain chill around him that other eye avatars do not have

wwx stalks the poor boy, pounces on him whenever he manages to catch him alone, and is just a general disturbance all-around.

he does not feel the Eyes that sometimes watch him when he is alone.

lan xichen does not need the beholding’s power to see the way his brother looks at the young hunter disciple. he is pleased to feel the cold surrounding the jingshi has lessened. shufu seems perplexed and torn.

wwx’s also has his eye on jin zixuan, the pompous plastic peacock that’s engaged to his shijie. he isn’t actually allowed to hunt him down so he settles on dismembering the lifeless mannequins that he uses as servants.

(playing with the timeline here) they get kicked out when a text is destroyed within the Library Pavilion even though it was just a pornography book (any kind of knowledge is still knowledge) and even though it was lwj who destroyed it (the eye had punished him severely for that).

the desolation!wen are attempting to bring The Scourged Earth into the world. they burn down the cloud recesses “in the name of ‘cleaning up the place’ so that it would be ‘reborn from the firelight.’” ( - directly from the mdzs wiki)

the xuanwu of slaughter is an ancient manifestation of, well, the slaughter and cannot be reasoned with.

(”Lan Zhan, can you See anything?” “No. My connection with The Beholding has been greatly severed.” “Oh. well.. Uh, it’s kinda foggy in here huh? Here have my outer robe, you look kinda cold.” “…Mn.”)

lotus pier burns and jiang cheng loses his core. wwx asks flesh!wen qing for help because only an avatar of the flesh (the boneturner, though that isn’t its name yet) is able to carve open another avatar long enough to take something out and place it somewhere else.

jiang cheng immediately becomes a fully-fledged avatar using wwx’s hunt-influenced core. it manifests as strong bloodlust against the wens, fear of being seen as weak prey by the other clans, (and later, hunting down wwx and other end-aligned cultivators.)

wwx gets thrown in the burial mounds. he is dead for three whole months. and then he wakes up.

his hunter core is gone but that’s fine. he is alive not because he wants to but because he has to. when he is awake, he calls upon the dead to exact his revenge. the wens are defeated and everyone is in frightened awe of the new being that he has unwillingly become. when he is asleep, black tendrils of death plague his dreams. He relives the horrible memories of his own and others’ deaths. sometimes he can feel someone watching him but cannot see them in return.

wei wuxian is alive but he is not part of jiang cheng’s pack anymore. he does not follow them out on hunts anymore, doesn’t even bother to stay within the residences. he isn’t part of their pack anymore, abandoned their patron for something else more powerful, and for what? he feels resentment brewing inside him. resentment and fear.

wwx knew not to trust the polished and waxed faces of the jins. all the wen remnants are non-avatars, barely touched by anything other than the fear the jins had instilled by themselves. they do not deserve this cruelty, to be both entertainment and livestock for the rest of the cultivation world. it is true that death comes for everyone, but wwx will not let these people die at the hands of these strangers.

the wens become touched by the End during their stay in the burial mounds. wen ning, with flute music playing in his head, wins an archery game against Death and finally wakes.

one day a cold mist surrounds yilling when wwx takes a-yuan out on a stroll. He loses him but finds him again clinging to a man in white robes that looks like he wants to disappear. wwx feels himself smile brightly at the sight. (”lan zhan! it’s so nice to see you again! It’s been so cold out today but luckily it’s warmer now!” “Mn.” “You really blend in with the fog with those white robes of yours. it’s okay though because i’m sure i can find you wherever you disappear to!” “Mn.”)

qiongqi path becomes a massacre of plastic mannequins and not!beings. the smell of death and manufactured flesh fill the air like an offering to his unwanted patron, and black tendrils surround wwx and his assailants. It blinds him and he can’t see it, can’t control it, can’t stop it as jin zixuan is pierced through his chest and falls to the ground, dead.

the clans are outraged. they speak in fear of him, they hear of his power over life and death and that he, like the wen fugitives by his side, is trying to bring about his patron into the world. they call for an attack, a bloodbath to take him down once and for all.

and a bloodbath it is. the entire cultivation world against a one-man army. fear rings high in the air and all the Entities are well fed in the aftermath, the most satisfied: Slaughter and (paradoxical to their intent) The End.

later, much later, when the siege is over and nothing is left of his anchor other than a small child marked by death, lwj accepts the punishment lashes and then goes into cold seclusion. the jingshi is completely covered by clouds of fog. no one can See him, the elders only get a debilitating headache when they try to pry too hard. not even lxc, who has become the Eye’s most devoted avatar, can know his brother’s whereabouts. only lan yuan seems to able to navigate through the dense gloom.

the world moves on

jin guangyao’s wide smiles are not conspicuous within the plastic faces and painted lips within lanling jin. If his limbs are too long or if his smile a bit distorted or if he disappears through a bright yellow door and doesnt come back then no one makes mention of it.

No one also notices the webs above them hidden in the high ceilings of lanling jin nor the tiny spiders that skitter around the gossiping servants, spinning and weaving threads of thick silk around them.

it takes years for his brother to come out from the fog and lxc nearly weeps at the knowledge that The Lonely had not forsaken another member of his family. still, lwj has changed. there is a certain chill around him now that persists wherever he goes. though he has always been silent since childhood, his silence now is cold and unfeeling, eyes faraway as if not seeing those around him and only floating through the days. He is not completely alone though and that is enough to alleviate some of xichen’s worries.

time abates some wounds but certainly not all. there is still an empty cold pit in lwj’s chest but it does not bleed as freely as it did 10 years before. Before, he would have readily disappeared into the fog when the elders comes to look for him, now he chooses to disappear from the cloud recesses and absconds into night hunts. he goes wherever the chaos is, seeking (but not willing to hope) that he might find something that can stir the deadness in his heart.

tbc ?

#rotating this au hard and fast in my mind's eye #i actually dont know the overlap between the mdzs and tma fandoms but im just assuming there isnt much ???#i kinda got too into it at the end there i didnt know where to stop lmao im sorry im pulling all of this outta my ass dskfjhkdhfk #i still have so many Thoughts for this au and cute lil scenes between these avatar fledgelings #i promise its not all Angst its just that lonely!lwj is a very good source of inspo #is this a fix it? maybe. maybe not.#on one hand i want everyone (except jgs and zixun) to love and be happy #on the other hand lonely!lwj is the entire reason why i thought of this au in the first place #according to the wiki the chinese name for cloud recesses means 'somewhere unknown deep in the clouds'#which is Peak Lonely vibes but i didnt find that out until after i wrote this oops #beholding!gusu lan is staying tho bc i love lonelyeyes!lwj hehe #i almost wrote an entire backstory in the tags about madame lan and how wangji inherited her Loneliness dhsdfkhd #i'll write that on a different post this one is long enough #LANLING JIN IS STRANGER ALIGNED BECAUSE THEY'RE ALL CLOWNS #i was thinking of jzx being replaced by a not!them after qiongqi ambush but hmmm maybe thats for another au hmmmm many thoughts #funfact! in MAG113 decker mentions that only a Hunter can kill an avatar of the End so. do what you will with that knowledge :)#OH HEY I JUST REMEMBERED WWX TOLD LWJ TO 'GET LOST' WHEN LWJ TRIED TO SAVE HIM DURING THE FIRST SEIGE JUST BEFORE HE DIED SO :))))#MY LONELY!LWJ HEADCANON IS GOING STRONG #mdzs #mo dao zu shi #should i tag this as tma? nah #anyways here just take this

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