#Jiāngs ex

[theitalianratmonkie]

🎶~For I sing songs until the break of dawn

I embrace a new man every night

My life's one never-ending carnival

A world of boozy-floozy flashing light

I want to be that fucked-up girl~🎶

For a tik tok trend-

[cringefaillosersummit]

Redemption Round 1 - Group 3

About Marvin he can't fucking keep a relationship with anyone. his ex wife hates him, he breaks up with his boyfriend, his son hates him, his psychiatrist fucking marries his ex wife, his fashion sense is horrible this man is just such a mess

About Jiāng Chéng jiang cheng LOST to LOKI in the most pathetic little meowmeow contest. he got so very clowned on for it, proving he was the most pathetic little meow meow. he was much too cringefail to win at being pathetic, very cringefailcore of him in canon jiang cheng lost in like everything against wwx. its hilarious. In the untamed, he attempted to kill him but just stabbed a rock and yelled. you cant even stab a hand correctly!! flop. theres are so many reasons hes so cringefail. but also the fact that he only got two (2) submissions*, also cringefail. rest in pieces jiang cheng

*Jiāng Chéng ended up getting more votes after this submission

[misscellophane-ao3]

And here it is~ the drabble based on the results of these three polls (extra poll) – A WangXian Soulmate AU ~ CW: Mentions of Allergies and potential Allergic reaction, WWX purposely ignoring an allergy (ex. Wei Ying wants to eat an almond joy but is allergic to almonds)

It turned into a crack fic 😅 I hope you all enjoy it ~ And hey, I ended up using all three quotes anyway 😂

--Start--

"Wei Ying! No!" Lan Zhan exclaimed as soon as he caught sight of his soulmate. Wei Ying startled at his sudden appearance, turning to him with wide eyes and a slightly guilty expression, his hand bringing the candy bar to his mouth froze in place.

"Those have real almonds in them, why would you eat that if you were allergic?" Lan Zhan asked, horrified as he took the opened almond joy away from his boyfriend, suddenly grateful he entered the kitchen not a second later, "Where did you even get this?"

There definitely shouldn't have been any type of almonds in the house, let alone anywhere Wei Ying could accidentally or purposely get to them.

"Huaisang keeps saying how good it is! I wanted to try it!" Wei Ying whined, making grabby hands at the candy bar, "Come on, just a bite Lan Zhan!" Wei Ying gave him his best pout, he could see his Lan Zhan waver briefly before his stance firmed back up.

"No."

"But I'm not even that allergic to it! I'll just get watery eyes and an itchy mouth." Wei Ying defended, "Plus it's my body not yours!"

Lan Zhan shot him a Look.

"It may not be my body, but it is a body that holds a soul I care for very much and can not live without. Even the universe agrees." He said, with a pointed glance at the soulmark clearly visible due to Wei Ying's choice of slouchy tank top, Lan Zhan's matching mark was covered by his t-shirt.

Wei Ying flushed slightly, "Lan Zhan."

Ugh, why did his boyfriend have to take them being soulmates so seriously? It makes Wei Ying's heart melt.

He could still remember the day they realized it, it was a business event he went to with the Jiāngs. Everyone was dressed to the nines, alcohol was flowing, people were mingling; and Lan Zhan had decked Wen Chao after he attempted to throw a drink at Wei Ying for a reason he can't really recall anymore.

Attempted, because Lan Zhan had swiftly stepped in front of the line of fire just as Wei Ying prepared himself for the splash of cold amber colored liquid. His fancy shirt got completely ruined even with Wei Ying immediately dragging the other to the bathroom in hopes of saving it.

Seeing the soul mark on Lan Zhan's shoulder was the cherry on top of the cake that night (the cake obviously being watching Lan Zhan giving Wen Chao a black eye....and maybe also seeing Lan Zhan wipe his bare chest and abs down with a wet paper towel).

Wei Ying couldn't deny the pull he had towards the other since even before that incident, though. Constantly following after the other, making excuses to see him, hanging out with him whenever he could, touching him and teasing him a ridiculous amount. Seriously, his thoughts practically consisted of Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan 24/7.

Finding out they were soulmates just made sense. And Lan Zhan loved to remind him of it every day. Wei Ying is honestly surprised he hasn't combusted from all the blushing he does when Lan Zhan says literally anything sweet or romantic. Or even worse, teasing.

Lan Zhan softened, "Wei Ying, my love, I would hate to see you in any amount of pain, almond joy is not worth it."

"How would you know!? You don't even like almonds." Wei Ying pouted.

"Wei Ying, please. I will make you a homemade almond joy without the almonds. Please, don't risk your health for a simple candy bar."

Wei Ying perked up, "You can do that? Would it actually taste like a real almond joy?"

"It will taste even better." Lan Zhan promised with no hesitation.

Wei Ying hummed, eyes narrowed in thought.

Lan Zhan was surprisingly good at baking. Maybe he really could find an almond-less almond joy recipe or even make one up himself. Either way, it was obvious he wasn't gonna get to taste the candy bar any time soon.

Wei Ying sighed, "Fine. I won't eat it."

Lan Zhan instantly relaxed, going to throw the candy bar in the trash, "Good. They suck anyway."

Wei Ying squawked in surprise, laughter rising up, loud and bright, a fond smile crossing Lan Zhan's face at the sound.

"Lan Zhan! Don't let Huaisang hear you say that! He practically worships them!"

"Mn." Lan Zhan washed his hands before coming back to the island where Wei Ying sat.

"Take a nap with me." He said, gently easing Wei Ying from the bar stool by his thighs, Wei Ying instantly wrapped his legs around Lan Zhan's waist in response, arms slipping over his shoulders

"Okay." Wei Ying rolled his eyes fondly, "You don't have to carry me, Lan Zhan. I can walk."

"I know." Lan Zhan replies, heading off to the bedroom without once letting go of him.

Wei Ying pressed a soft smile against his shoulder, right where their soulmark was.

Two bunnies (one white and one black) curled around each other, the same position they fall into as soon as they hit the mattress.

[ao3feed-xicheng]

It was just supposed to be a Fake Relationship

by Mockedspace It was just supposed to be a fake relationship. To get back at their exes who cheated on them and then had the audacity to invite them to the wedding. but then it sort of turned into something more Not that either of them was complaining It's just that neither planned for it to become real or to end up depending so much on the other to heal. Words: 4987, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Jiang Cheng | Jiang Wanyin, Lan Huan | Lan Xichen, Lan Zhan | Lan Wangji, Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian, Jiang Yanli, Jīn Líng | Jīn Rúlán, Nie Huaisang, Nie Mingjue Relationships: Jiāng Chéng | Jiāng Wǎnyín/Lán Huàn | Lán Xīchén Additional Tags: Fluff, Fluff and Smut, Fluff and Humor, Attempt at Humor, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Mutual Pining, healing from a bad breakup, Nie brothers try to help but end up being sassy and a menace, Wèi Yīng | Wèi Wúxiàn is a Little Shit, Everyone just wants Xicheng to be happy, and together, pov switching, No beta we die like wei wuxian, but no death in this fic, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, exes getting married, so we get revenge, by being hotter and richer, Kissing, First Kiss, Forehead Kisses, Morning Kisses, Boys Kissing, Rough Kissing, Neck Kissing, Gentle Kissing, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Anal, Oral Sex, First Time, Morning After, Butt Plugs, Lingerie, Praise Kink, I don't know what happened to this fic, OTP Feels, OTP January, Cheating, Implied/Referenced Cheating, the cheating isn't with the main characters I swear, it's with the scumbag exes via https://ift.tt/jenMbRz

[nannoshusband]

RATING: Explicit

WORD COUNT: 11k+ for chapter 1

TAGS: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Lán Huàn | Lán Xīchén/Mèng Yáo | Jīn Guāngyáo, Mèng Yáo | Jīn Guāngyáo/Niè Míngjué, Lán Huàn | Lán Xīchén/Mèng Yáo | Jīn Guāngyáo/Niè Míngjué, Lán Zhàn | Lán Wàngjī/Wèi Yīng | Wèi Wúxiàn, Lán Huàn | Lán Xīchén & Lán Zhàn | Lán Wàngjī, Mèng Yáo | Jīn Guāngyáo, Lán Huàn | Lán Xīchén, Niè Míngjué, Jiāng Chéng | Jiāng Wǎnyín, Wèi Yīng | Wèi Wúxiàn, Lán Zhàn | Lán Wàngjī, Jiāng Yànlí, highly self indulgent actually and this user is a little yaoyao apologist, smut in first chapter but we're getting to the plot i promise it's coming, alternate title: the guide to patricide and polyamory, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, yao is a criminal as he should be bc fuck capitalism, less violence than the canon but still violence, Additional Warnings In Author's Note, we start at exes nieyao with current xiyao but i am promising a 3zun ending, POV Mèng Yáo | Jīn Guāngyáo

first chapter posted, 8 more chapters coming soon! go check it out if you feel like it or whatever 😳

LINK

[ladysunamireads]

Serendipitous

Serendipitous by Nyatci

'Grief is not something you overcome, it's a feeling you get used to. You grow around it, carefully standing your ground as it threatens to consume you. Each day it's a battle to see who wins and most of the time, it ends in a draw. It doesn't drown you, but it doesn't let you breathe easy either.'

Five years after a tragic loss, Wei Wuxian makes the decision of moving back home. At the same time, a brokenhearted Lan Wangji finds himself in the position of taking care of an orphaned little boy who desperately needs him.

The story of three people whose paths are intrinsically connected, being brought back together as if by fates design.

Words: 1951, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV), 魔道祖师 | Módào Zǔshī (Cartoon)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Lán Yuàn | Lán Sīzhuī, Granny Wēn, Lán Qǐrén, Lán Huàn | Lán Xīchén, Niè Huáisāng, Jiāng Chéng | Jiāng Wǎnyín, Other Characters Mentioned

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

Additional Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omegaverse, Alpha Lán Zhàn | Lán Wàngjī, Omega Wèi Yīng | Wèi Wúxiàn, Past Mpreg, Supposed Miscarriage, Bad Person Yú Zǐyuān, Jiāng Fēngmián and Yú Zǐyuān Bashing, Adoption, Depressed Wèi Yīng | Wèi Wúxiàn, Past wangxian, Exes to Lovers Wangxian, Single Dadji, Grief/Mourning, Dealing with the death of an unborn child, Except the child is very much alive, Evil Yu Ziyuan, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Angst with a Happy Ending

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48285121

[wangxianficrecs]

Hi, I need help finding a fic & web search engines are being unhelpful. If you have time or memory the fic is Wei Wuxian’s soul is broken into fragmented memories that haunt specific locations (ex. Cloud Recess, Lotus Pier, Burial Mounds, Yiling.) The soul-memories play for a certain time-limit & they repeat often, daily/weekly? It focuses on the people Wei Wuxian left behind in death (Jiāng Cheng, A-Yuan, Lan Wangji, I don’t remember if Jiāng Yanli survived?) Though I do remember Wei Wuxian as a ghost child memory falling from a tree and Jiāng Cheng saying he will catch him. At the end Wei Wuxian is still soul-summoned into Mo Xuanyu but has no memory himself of his soul being fractured. Hope this summarization helped, thank you for your time ❤️

Heeey, I know this one right off the top of my head! Before I answer, though, let me take this opportunity to say that future Finder and Mood requests should be sent to @wangxianficfinder instead of here. (You couldn't have known this. I'm only just now making the transition.)

❤️ scatter and sunder

by silversshadow

T, 16k, wangxian, my post

Summary:  When Wei Wuxian dies at the Burial Mounds the backlash tears his soul apart.

The cultivation world is left to watch the pieces.

and because I really liked my cover for that one, here, have it again:

[sappyspeare]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV), 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, 魔道祖师 | Módào Zǔshī (Cartoon), 天官赐福 - 墨香铜臭 | Tiān Guān Cì Fú - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Lán Zhàn | Lán Wàngjī/Wèi Yīng | Wèi Wúxiàn Characters: Lán Zhàn | Lán Wàngjī, Wèi Yīng | Wèi Wúxiàn, Jiang Cheng, Niè Huáisāng, Lán Huàn | Lán Xīchén, Jiāng Yànlí, Wēn Níng | Wēn Qiónglín, Luó "Mián Mián" Qīngyáng, Wēn Zhúliú, Sòng Lán | Sòng Zǐchēn, Yúnmèng Siblings (Módào Zǔshī), Wēn Qíng (Módào Zǔshī), Wēn Xù (Módào Zǔshī), Wēn Cháo (Módào Zǔshī), Jīn Zǐxuān, Mèng Yáo | Jīn Guāngyáo, Jīn Zǐxūn, Jīnzhū (Módào Zǔshī), Niè Míngjué, Yú Zǐyuān, Xiǎo Xīngchén Additional Tags: Rivals to Lovers, debate au, no beta we die like jzx, XuanXian, JZX/WWX, because rarepairs are cool, High School AU, Enemies, idiots to lovers, wei wuxian is ridiculous and chaotic, lan wangji is just vibing, kinda 3zun, implied sangcheng, crossover with tgcf, Xiè Lián - Freeform, feng xin - Freeform, mu qin, they are all good at debating, niche au's come through, if only i could have this, lots of projecting, jin zixuan isnt that bad, Lan Wangji is Bad At Feelings, until he's not, Angst, was supposed to be longer but i got lazy, wei wuxian is emotionally consipated, Slightly non-con, WangXian, Dedicated to wangxian+fan, wangxian makes me feel things, they're just idiots in love, idiot enemies to grudging friends to lovers, jin zixuan is here to be the token ex boyfriend, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - High School, no real conflict, debate, debaters are dramatic, One Shot Summary:

Lan Wangji and Wei Ying have been in competition since they first went against each other in some insignificant tournament neither of them can remember the name of. Since then, they've ruthlessly fought to be better than the other.

Until they are suddenly put on the same team to compete in the biggest tournament. Can they put aside their differences and join forces to win, or will they let their long-withstanding rivalry get between them?

[ao3feed-lokiangst]

Oh My God, There's TWO of Them Now?

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/34YHbWU

by bladedweaponsandswishycoats (jeweledichneumon)

Wei Wuxian—the Yiling Patriarch, Chaos Gremlin Extraordinaire, Founder of Demonic Cultivation, and Necromancer —has certain skills.

Loki—King of Jotunheim, Ex-Agent of Asgard, God of Mischief, God(dess) of Story, and Storyteller of the Multiverse—has a plan (which WILL work, damn it! They're not ALL bad!) to help heroes done wrong by The Narrative and/or Writers' Rooms.

 Or: In which badass queer sword boys and genderfluid gods right some wrongs, make some friends, and cause some problem (though not as many as they fix), while everybody who knows them reacts immediately with "Omigod there's TWO of them now?!?"

Words: 832, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV), 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, Loki: Agent of Asgard, Marvel Cinematic Universe

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Wèi Yīng | Wèi Wúxiàn, Loki (Marvel), Loki (Agent of Asgard), Jiāng Chéng | Jiāng Wǎnyín

Relationships: Lán Zhàn | Lán Wàngjī/Wèi Yīng | Wèi Wúxiàn

Additional Tags: Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Genderfluid Loki (Marvel), Crossovers & Fandom Fusions, Established Lán Zhàn | Lán Wàngjī/Wèi Yīng | Wèi Wúxiàn, No beta we die like Wei Wuxian AND Loki, Which is to say remarkably often but it never sticks, Fix-It of Sorts, Dimension Travel, Multiverse, Time Travel, Tricksters, eventually visits to other fandoms

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/34YHbWU

[hamliet]

Chapters: 1/10 Fandom: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, Banana Fish (Anime & Manga), Hunter X Hunter, 博多豚骨ラーメンズ - 木崎ちあき| Hakata Tonkotsu Ramens - Kisaki Chiaki Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Lán Zhàn | Lán Wàngjī/Wèi Yīng | Wèi Wúxiàn, Ash Lynx/Okumura Eiji, Sing Soo-Ling/Lee Yut-Lung, Hisoka/Illumi Zoldyck, Kuroro Lucifer | Chrollo Lucifer/Kurapika, Banba Zenji/Lin Xianming Characters: Wèi Yīng | Wèi Wúxiàn, Ash Lynx, Lee Yut-Lung, Illumi Zoldyck, Kurapika (Hunter x Hunter), Banba Zenji, Lin Xianming, Jīn Líng | Jīn Rúlán, Jiāng Chéng | Jiāng Wǎnyín, Blanca (Banana Fish) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Healing, Grief/Mourning, Reconciliation Summary:

Still haunted by his parents' example, Illumi Zoldyck enrolls in a parenting class to help him raise his siblings. There he meets Blanca, an ex-assassin forced to take the class by two mentees, Jiang Cheng, a grumpy man forced to take the class after being overheard threatening to break his nephew's legs, and Banba Zenji, who's just there for the free snacks. But slowly he begins to realize that his old friend Chrollo is working on a story involving assassins and human trafficking that just so happens to catch all of them up in its web.

[ao3feed-xicheng]

Christmas with the Jiangs

by Lotus_Moon Jiang Cheng introduces his fiance Lan Xichen to his family for the first time. All seems well until the Jiang see something they'd never expected to see. Will Lan Xichen survive the Christmas or will he be ousted by the Jiangs? Words: 4239, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, Modao Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: M/M Characters: Jiāng Chéng | Jiāng Wǎnyín, Lán Huàn | Lán Xīchén, Wèi Yīng | Wèi Wúxiàn, Jiāng Fēngmián, Yú Zǐyuān, Jiāng Yànlí Relationships: Jiāng Chéng | Jiāng Wǎnyín/Lán Huàn | Lán Xīchén Additional Tags: Christmas, Creepy Jiāng Fēngmián, Lan xichen meets the jiangs, Exhibitionism, Oral Sex, Feathers & Featherplay, Yúnmèng Jiāng Clarity Bell (Módào Zǔshī), Jiang Cheng has a pussy, Modern Era, Jiang Fengmian as a voyeur, Bad Parent Jiāng Fēngmián, Wangxian are ex boyfriends, Inappropriate use of clarity bell, Nude Photos, Accidental Voyeurism, Jiang Fengmian is a pervert, Incest Kink, Cum slut jiang cheng, implied bottom jiang cheng, Come Eating, Oblivious yu ziyuan, I've probably forgotten tags so do remind me, Jiang Cheng in lingerie, engaged xicheng, Lan Xichen is an abysmal cook via https://ift.tt/vykFZmT

[rosethornewrites]

Sunday NR, E, & M reading

The usual

Finished

Not Rated:

小狗 | puppy, by livsn

“Sorry, Jin Ling. Don’t think I’ll ever be able to get over dogs, even if it’s Fairy,” Wei Wuxian shrugs, even as Jin Ling bristles even more. “But let me tell you a story. I used to have a little puppy – ”

“Don’t lie!”

Wei Wuxian smiles and leans against his husband coquettishly. “Am I now? How about you, Lan Zhan? Would you believe me?”

Explicit:

crumple paper, start anew, by fiercynn

Ever since Wei Wuxian returned to the world of the living, Lan Wangji has been resolutely at peace with the idea the idea that Wei Wuxian might not ever want him the way he wants Wei Wuxian, that it is enough just to have Wei Wuxian back, alive and vibrant and in Lan Wangji's life. He had let Wei Wuxian go off to travel the world indefinitely because of that peace, because he needed him to be free. Needed him to want to return, of his own volition, if at all.

But now he's returned, and he's here in Lan Wangji's home, alive and well and staring at Lan Wangji with dark eyes and - maybe Lan Wangji doesn't have to be so careful with him, not anymore.

"I do like looking at them," he says finally. "They make me think of you."

*Holds your beer*., by Zacksy (2nd in a series)

Wei Wuxian gets stuck in a Vending Machine, Lan Wangji does help. Himself. To Wei Wuxian.

--

Hold my beer. but different

Mature:

Smile, by scifigeek14

Wei Ying wasn't paying attention. He was blind to everyone else. He was vulnerable. He didn't notice the attacker behind him.

Lan Wangji wasn't fast enough.

What if it wasn't Jiang Yanli who took the sword hit for Wei Wuxian, but someone else.

Rated M for graphic depictions of violence, blood, political death sentence, and intense mourning/depression. Please read at your own risk. MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH.

Dance With me, by fyredancer & hotpotluck_chaoscollective

Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng attend a ballroom masquerade on a mission, which is inevitably derailed because one of them is a chaos gremlin and the other is swept along in his wake.

soft and yielding, by Anonymous

During their post-wedding travels, Wei Wuxian gets to spoil his husband.

After divorce, you still kept my ribbon, by Lanwangjibottom

A divorced wangxian au where the Internet breaks into a frenzy when nation's ex power couple - idol wei wuxian and writer lan wangji (who went separate ways after four years of marriage) agree to appear for a "truth or drink" interview.

«The Fault In Jiāng Chéng», by Anonymous

wei ying meets his former brother after two years. Angst ensues.

Unfinished

Explicit:

Critically Acclaimed Love, by Loveweiying

Lan Wangji is a food critic. He comes to Wei Ying's restaurant and gives a bad review.

Mature:

This is something I cannot replace, by SolainRhyo

Driven by quiet grief, Lan Wangji chooses self-exile over three years of confinement as punishment in the wake of Wei Ying's death. He wanders the land and searches for the thing he knows is impossible, accepting truths about himself in the process. His world abruptly rights itself sixteen years later, and this time he is determined not to make the same mistakes.

Wolf's Call, by JewelzGalaxy

Wei Wuxian's fear of dogs is put to the test beyond what he could ever imagine. When his new home is being attacked by canines filled with darkness, and his husband is off on a mission, will he be able to face his fears in order to protect Gusu, and the Lan Clan that resides within?

You, at a distance, by Pennandreamer

Rushed back to Cloud Recesses by Lan Wangji, the newly reincarnated Wei Wuxian is trying to understand his place in the world: the demands of the young man and the sacrifice ritual who brought him back; his place in the cultivation world; his tender friendship with Lan Zhan. Yet when he suddenly catches sight of the whip scars on Lan Wangji's back, things take a dark turn. How will his swelling anger at the perpetrators affect his friendship?

And what is this friendship anyway?

Mutually Assured Attraction, by Netrixie

“Wei Ying…” Jiang Fengmian trailed off, then lifted a scroll and beckoned for Wei Ying to take it. “Read this.”

Wei Ying took it carefully, glancing between the pair once more. But he opened the scroll and read through it quickly — he froze.

Wei Ying swallowed heavily.

—to bring long-lasting peace between our clans, Jiang Fengmian has agreed to give Wei Ying, courtesy Wuxian, in marriage to Lan Zhan, courtesy Wangji—

dear lan zhan, by r0000t

Only Wei Ying remembers Lan Zhan and their past lives together. That won't stop him though for pursuing him again. Even if he gets rejected every single time.

Unrequited love hurts.

(COMICS)

The Strength in your Kindness, by SoullessCadmium

Jiang Yanli has the perfect life, the perfect husband, the perfect brother. There is truly no one as lucky as her in all of the cultivation world. Yet she can't help but mourn for the family she once had, the family she should have done more to protect. So, when she finds an array that can send a person back in time, is there really any other choice?

Or, the Jiang Yanli Time-Travel Fix-It

[ladysunamireads]

花背后的温柔 | the Gentle Warmth Behind Your Flowers

花背后的温柔 | the gentle warmth behind your flowers by meedorin

If he is honest with himself, Lan Wangji has chosen his career because he wants to keep the memory of the days in the hospital close to his heart forever. And it is that memory that keeps him in the never-ending cycle of pain.

This is the memory that plagues him every time he needs to visit someone at the hospital. It's the memory that stings the most when he thinks of it, one that sneers at Lan Wangji for not being able to let go of the past, a memory that is so tender, just a slight recollection of it knocks Lan Wangji into the pain of bygone days

It starts with Lan Wangji breaking his legs.

OR: Teen!Wangxian meet for the first time warded in hospital for broken limbs; Wei Wuxian broke his arms and Lan Wangji broke his legs. Together they help each other out in recovery.

Words: 4455, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV)

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Lán Zhàn | Lán Wàngjī, Wèi Yīng | Wèi Wúxiàn, Lán Huàn | Lán Xīchén, Lán Qǐrén, Niè Huáisāng, Luó "Mián Mián" Qīngyáng, Jiāng Chéng | Jiāng Wǎnyín, Jiāng Yànlí

Relationships: Lán Zhàn | Lán Wàngjī/Wèi Yīng | Wèi Wúxiàn

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Fluff and Angst, Teen Wangxian, Teen Romance, Teen LWJ blushes SO MUCH in this fic, Wangxian hopsitalised and falling in love, did I mention the blushing?, Cutting Fruit as a Love Language, WWX gives LWJ a lot of flowers, Incoming angst, its really sweet at the start i promise, teen wangxian fall in love but get seperated, they meet again as adults, Exes to Lovers, reading to your partner as a love language, Getting Back Together, also: Getting Together

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/47467849

[zhancheng-ao3feed]

by mayuuuu

in which, for the love of all holy, Jiang Wanyin would do anything to box a certain ex-fiance's brother in the face.

Words: 612, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of a hand to hold

Fandoms: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV)

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Jiang Cheng | Jiang Wanyin, Lan Zhan | Lan Wangji, Lan Huan | Lan Xichen, Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian

Relationships: Jiāng Chéng | Jiāng Wǎnyín/Lán Zhàn | Lán Wàngjī, Jiāng Chéng | Jiāng Wǎnyín & Lán Huàn | Lán Xīchén

Additional Tags: Angst, Fluff, Letters, Text Messages, calls, Mutual hate, but it gets better

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　 　 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　𝗶𝗻 𝗮𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　𝗳𝘁. 𝗵𝗶𝘁𝗼𝗸𝗶𝗿𝗶 𝗯𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗼𝘂𝘀𝗮𝗶 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 　 　 —¡Lán Zhàn! ¡A tu izquierda! 　 Luces iluminaban el cielo nocturno más que las propias estrellas y es que, por cada ataque que ejercía Bìchén contra la armadura de la nueva tortuga-serpiente, salía una nueva estela. Quien portaba túnicas blancas, saltaba de un lado a otro, impidiendo que el veneno llegase a sus fosas nasales o a su propio cuerpo; entre tanto, quien usaba la flauta sobre sus cerezos, observaba todo desde la cúspide de un antiguo árbol para dar las instrucciones necesarias a su pareja. Todo, al mismo tiempo que la melodía demoniaca resonaba a las afueras de un pequeño y muy modesto pueblo. Wèi Yīng sabe que no debería estar volviendo a invocar un poder tan grande como el resentimiento, pero es eso o ver cómo su compañero de vida es mordido por esa bestia que parece no tener puntos débiles. 　 —¡Lán Zhàn! 　 Él desde siempre ha solido confiar en las habilidades del segundo jade de Gūsū. Sin embargo, también es bastante cuerdo al poner todo en una balanza y caer en cuenta que él solo no podría con semejante arma asesina. Si tan solo tuviese su núcleo dorado, si tan solo poseyera el mínimo de poder espiritual para utilizar a Suíbiàn, nada de esto estaría pasando. Conforme veía los rayos de luz en cada sector distinto de la tortuga, una gruesa gota de sudor recorrió su rostro antes de que tomase la decisión de impartir un ritmo más complejo y veloz, el mismo que servía para aumentar la rapidez y el ataque del cultivador que él deseara. El mismo que, por otro lado, terminaba siempre por hacerle vomitar sangre y dañar su cuerpo por el agotamiento a sus pulmones. No obstante, antes de siquiera tocar la primera parte de la partitura aprendida, una luz roja se sumó a las blancas que desprendían de la espada de Lán Zhàn. Wèi Yīng afinó su sentido visual para intentar descubrir de dónde provenía aquel poder y vio entonces a un chico de hebras color sangre, túnicas de una tonalidad similar al de su cabello, pero muy malgastadas, una mirada fría y distante y, una espalda de diseños particulares: flores de cerezos que se combinaban muy armónicamente con la figura de aves. 　 Cualquier persona, al ver esa espada de mango oscuro con totalidades rosáceas, creería que se trata de un arma que es demasiado delicada para ser portada por un hombre. No obstante, la fuerza de la navaja fue capaz de romper el cuello de la tortuga devora hombres en un solo movimiento; y, aquella superficie en la carne ocasionada por el espadachín, fue suficiente para que Lán Zhàn pudiera apresurarse en dar el toque final, blandiendo a Bìchén lo necesario para que la cabeza de la bestia terminara chocando con enormes rocas y árboles, luego de recorrer toda su extensión.

Wèi Yīng esbozó una amplia sonrisa y no tardó en correr hacia donde se encontraban ambos cultivadores. Allí, comenzó rápidamente a caminar alrededor de la marioneta, corroborando que se tratase de una nueva creación de sus locos seguidores. El veneno que se desprendía de la cabeza podrida era poderoso, mas Lán Zhàn se encargó de tocar su guqin para crear una especie de escudo que impedía que el aire de resentimiento circulara entre ellos y que, inclusive, fuese incapaz de llegar a las casas que estaban a escasos metros de sus cuerpos. 　 —¡Señor Lóngquán, nos salvó! —La voz y presencia de un niño asustó a la pareja de cultivadores, pero no del tercer espadachín que se sumó al final de la batalla. Wèi Yīng, recién entonces, prestó más atención a la persona que les ayudó a combatir a la tortuga asesina. El hombre no representaba tener más de 25 años, era casi tan delgado como él, sus hebras eran tomadas en una coleta, pero no había un accesorio de algún clan sobre su cabeza. Tampoco había algo similar en sus túnicas. —¡Es el mejor, señor! —A-Meng. —Una viejita que a duras penas caminaba, se asomó a la escena, sus luceros eran lunitas que carecían de brillo, pero la sonrisa decía todo lo que sus ojos no lograban expresar. —Niños, no molesten tanto al maestro Lóng, debe estar cansado… —La voz, de algún modo u otro, le recordó a la abuela de su pequeño A-Yuan, por lo que no pudo no empatizar con quienes llegaban para recibir a Lóngquán. —Lo siento, maestro Long, se supone que sería una noche de celebración por su cumpleaños y terminó salvándonos otra vez. —Un hombre sin una pizca de poder espiritual, y muy muy muy despreocupado, apareció con una risa avergonzada conforme rascaba su cabeza. —No se preocupen. —El hombre que llevaba un par de segundos acariciando la cabeza de ese pequeño niño, al fin habló. Su voz era cálida, demostraba completa humildad y hasta un muy bajo perfil. Algo muy distinto si se le comparaba con sus inmensas habilidades con la espada. —Al menos pude tomar la sopa de la anciana Zin. Ha sido la mejor paga para mi. —Oh, oh. ¿Es tu cumpleaños? —Al fin, Wèi Yīng tomó la palabra; y como es típico en él tomar confianza rápido con las personas, sus manos buscaron entre sus túnicas una pequeña botella de licor. —¡Qué bueno que siempre ando preparado! —con una sonrisa en sus cerezos, el de estatura más bajita, deja el contenedor de cerámica con cuidado entre ambas palmas del misterioso espadachín. —Toma, toma. —Le incita—: Es un licor muy conocido llamado Sonrisa del Emperador, ¡es buenísimo! —Wèi Yīng. —Ah, Lán Zhàn, Lán Zhàn. —El (ex)cultivador demoniaco, murmura entre dientes, riendo. —No me mires así, tenemos que celebrar que hay una bestia-marioneta menos en el mundo. —inquirió relajando todo el ambiente, como si no existiera un cuerpo muerto de una bestia antigua a escasos metros. Todos los demás, le miraban incrédulos y con cierta desconfianza. Seguramente preguntándose con qué clase de loco se habían topado. —¡Además, es el cumpleaños de nuestro nuevo amigo! —Wèi Yīng ni siquiera le da tiempo ni espacio al muchacho de hebras rojizas para hablar, porque su lengua es suelta e indómita como ninguna otra; una de sus tantas características. —Lóngquán, ¿verdad? ¡Es un gusto! Él es Lán Zhàn, del clan Gūsū. —Apunta al muchacho de túnicas blancas y mirada dorada, en lo que, a los breves segundos, se apunta a sí. —Y yo soy Wuxian de… —Silencio. Ya no es del clan Jiāng, tampoco es el patriarca de Yílíng. Se muerde su inferior y se encoje de hombros, restándole importancia para sí mismo al tema. —¡Soy Wèi Wúxiàn! 　 Esa noche, el de túnicas oscuras insistió a su compañero de pasar la noche en aquel pueblo para conocer más de Lóngquán. De este modo, descubrieron ciertas cosas en común que tenían: como el hecho de vagar por el mundo, defender a los débiles, no saber en realidad qué es lo justo y qué es lo incorrecto; velar por los verdaderos desamparados, como los habitantes de ese pueblo olvidado; y, así, todo sumando, Wèi Yīng estaba encantando con la forma de pensar del cultivador y de su deseo de crecimiento constante, pero, por sobre todo, estaba increíblemente feliz de saber que con Lán Zhàn no eran los únicos que pensaban cómo ciertas personas se dejan amparar por el significado de justicia para poder salvaguardar su posición. ¿Qué es lo blanco, qué es lo negro? ¿A quién está beneficiando un acto bueno? Todo se trata de perspectivas para quienes tienen un poder mayor. 　 La mañana siguiente, la pareja de cultivadores realizó la respectiva inclinación hacia el nuevo amigo que compartía la misma misión de vida que ellos. Se despidieron por igual de quienes le habían atendido tan bien la noche anterior y, sin más, se dispusieron en continuar con el camino hacia las pistas que Sòng Lán les había entregado para restaurar el núcleo dorado de Wèi Yīng. 　 El de túnicas negras, estaba de gran humor, inclusive a sabiendas que ya no le quedaba nada de su amada Sonrisa Del Emperador, puesto que le obsequió la botella por completo a Lóngquán como un bonito obsequio de cumpleaños. 　 —Lán Zhàn. —Con una sonrisa en sus labios, Wèi Yīng le llama. —Estoy seguro que en su próxima vida, él seguirá siendo un guerrero que luchará por la justicia. Es imposible que un alma tan inquebrantable como la suya, se pierda en el universo, ¿no crees? —Cuestiona en lo que lleva a su boca una manzana roja: el desayuno. —¡Será uno de los mejores espadachines y quizás hasta podamos encontrarnos con él nuevamente, en el futuro! —Mhn. 　 　 　 　 　 　 　 　 Las alarmas sonaban. Las espadas y nuevas túnicas aparecían en una gran cantidad de hombres, pero ahora todas se encontraban manchadas de sangre fresca. Se escuchaban gemidos de dolor que provenían de distintos sectores de las calles mojadas por la lluvia; se oía de todas zonas zapatos cruzar charcos. El pito de un silbato también se reiteraba… eso, y súplicas de clemencia. 　 —¡Hitokiri Battōsai está acá! ¡Mátenlo o nos matará a todos! 　 Luego de 2000 años, qué es lo blanco y qué es lo negro, qué es lo bueno y qué es lo malo, continúa con respuestas ambiguas.