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robininthelabyrinth · 3 years

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Would you write a Jiang Yanli time travel fix-it? I can't help but think somebody not in possession of the full story for once might be interesting?

Jiang Yanli closed her eyes forever, and woke up in her own bedroom, years before.

“I think I’ve heard stories about this,” she said blankly to her ceiling.

She had, too – stories in the marketplace or in travelling shows, told time and again in plays and puppets: the reborn hero, wronged in their first life and able to re-do it in their past to better their destiny. Women who were tricked into bad fates triumphing over those who schemed against them, men who collected all the treasures they had been denied before…

Why was she sent back?

There was saving her parents and sect, of course, and naturally that in turn would avert the terrible fate suffered by Wei Wuxian, who turned to demonic cultivation to save them all and then inexplicably succumbed to it. Saving Wei Wuxian would save her husband, and therefore, she hoped, save her own life.

Only – she didn’t know anything.

Anything.

She hadn’t accompanied her brothers to the Cloud Recesses, she hadn’t been sent to the indoctrination camp, she’d been away visiting her grandmother when the Jiang sect had been attacked, she’d been sent to shelter in safety for the entirety of the Sunshot Campaign and communicated with her brothers on the front line only through letters that could not reveal any details…

Even afterwards, when she married Jin Zixuan and could finally be allowed to learn things about Lanling Jin, she’d become pregnant so quickly that there hadn’t really been much opportunity to do any of the work of being mistress of a sect, especially not with Madame Jin there to worry and fret about the next heir being born healthy and strong.

She didn’t even know what time she’d come back to!

Jiang Yanli stood and lit a candle, trying to examine her body – it was her childhood bedroom, so it was before the fall of the Lotus Pier, but how old, exactly, was she? Not a child, in her teenage years…maybe she should have been vainer in her youth, because she honestly couldn’t quite tell.

It was easier with her boys. She knew every event in Jiang Cheng and Wei Wuxian’s lives, every bruise and scrape and growth spurt – if she could see them, she’d be able to figure it out, surely.

She considered her door thoughtfully, but – no. It was late at night, and they would be asleep, surely.

A rumble of thunder came from outside her window, the pitter-patter of rain abruptly beating against the wall, and she sighed and gave it up. Surely there was nothing that she could do tonight that she couldn’t do tomorrow.

Not that she knew exactly what she could do at all. Warn her parents? It wasn’t as though they didn’t know of the threat of the Wen sect already. Give them dates, times, for the few incidents she did know? Why would they believe her? Wouldn’t they just assume she’d had a bad dream?

It was a problem.

She settled down in her bed to consider it.

And so it was, a few shichen later when the pre-dawn light would have started peeking around the horizon if it hadn’t been suppressed by storm clouds, that she was awake when a servant ran over to her room. “Young Mistress!” her maid hissed excitedly outside the door, clearly longing to get her attention but under orders not to wake her up. “Young Mistress, are you awake?”

“I am,” Jiang Yanli said, opening the door. “What’s the matter?”

“Your fiancé is here and demanding to see you! He’s flown all night!”

“My – fiancé?” Jiang Yanli asked blankly, and then realized: this must be before the Cloud Recesses, before the engagement to Jin Zixuan had broken. But if so, why was he here? “I’ll go to meet him.”

“Hurry if you want to make it before your mother wakes up,” the servant advised, and that was a very good point. Such a request was highly inappropriate.

Jiang Yanli rushed to the greeting room, unable to resist a smile when she saw Jin Zixuan standing there: fifteen years old at most, not even wearing a cloak and soaked through to the bone from the rain. He looked like a bedraggled yellow puppy – even the vermillion mark on his forehead, which was made of paint that resisted running, had disappeared.

“Jin-gongzi?” she said, remembering at that last moment that she couldn’t call him A-Xuan.

He turned to look at her, his eyes wide and wild and terribly sad.

“A-Li?” he said, and Jiang Yanli couldn’t help smiling broadly as tears came to her eyes.

“A-Xuan?” she said. “Is it you? Did you…?”

“The last thing I remember is the Qiongqi Path –”

It was him.

Jiang Yanli threw herself forward into his arms with a sob. She was the same height as him was at this point, he’d had a late growth spurt, but it didn’t matter one bit, not to either of them.

“I don’t know what happened,” she said in a rush. “I woke up tonight –”

“Me, too. I was in my room – I came here at once.” He looked at her. “We have to change things. Everything!”

“Of course,” Jiang Yanli said. “But how? I’ve been thinking all night. The Wen sect is still too powerful right now, and who would believe us?”

“The Nie sect would, probably,” Jin Zixuan said. “And I’m sure we could convince A-Yao to help – I don’t remember when he was thrown out of Jinlin Tower, just that it was my birthday some year –”

“We’ll figure it out,” she assured him. “I was thinking –”

“A-Li!” her mother howled from behind her. “What are you doing?!”

“Right,” Jin Zixuan said, going pale. “Step one: survive your mother.”

#mdzs #jiang yanli #jin zixuan #my fic #my fics #oneiriad

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trilliastra · 4 years

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[Xicheng AU because I love writing about Jiang Cheng.]

Jiang Cheng immediately knows something is wrong when Jin Ling shows up unannounced, claiming to be missing home and collapsing on the chair across from Jiang Cheng's table.

It makes him happy to know that his nephew still thinks of Lotus Pier as home and even happier when he realizes Jin Ling came to him in search of comfort. He hides his smile with a cough, looking back at his paper work as he waits for Jin Ling to start talking, by the way he's fidgeting in his seat, Jiang Cheng knows it will be soon.

“How do I confess my love to someone?” Jin Ling asks, startling him.

“Do I look like someone who has been in love?” Jiang Cheng questions back, confused. He doesn't mean to sound harsh, but he was taken back by the question, even more when he understands why Jin Ling is asking.

His nephew is in love.

“Well,” Jin Ling coughs, his entire face getting red, “I thought that – since you and Sect Leader Lan –” he trails off, averting Jiang Cheng's eyes.

Jiang Cheng blinks, confused. Him and – Lan Xichen? He sits up straighter, takes a deep breath. This is the one time he needs Wei Wuxian and where is he now?

“Start making sense.” He orders, eyes fixed on his nephew. Jin Ling groans, frustrated, getting up and starting to pace around the room.

“I don't know.” The boy says, throwing his hands up. “Every time I'm around Sizhui my heart starts beating faster and when he touches me, my hands start to shake and I want to run away when he looks at me. It's awful! But – but when I think about him I want to – smile?” True to his words, his expression softens and Jiang Cheng notices the barest quirk of his lips. Well, well. “Uncle, please.” Jin Ling comes to him, drops his hands on Jiang Cheng's shoulders. “You love Sect Leader Lan, right? Haven't you thought about –”

“I – what?” He asks, standing up. Jin Ling takes a step back, surprised. “Me and – Lan Xichen – you – what are you talking about, boy?”

This is preposterous! He will kill whoever started this rumor, Lan Xichen has left seclusion not many months ago, the last thing he needs is to deal with senseless, ridiculous, hearsay!

“Please,” Jin Ling scoffs, he is spending way too much time with Wei Wuxian, “you visited him every month. The disciples said every time you travel to Gusu, you come back smiling. And last winter, you asked me to find his favorite tea! You even said you wanted to give him for his birthday!”

“That – does not mean anything. I – I give you gifts on your birthday, I –”

“Well, that's because you love me.” Jin Ling throws back, blushing, but clearly smiling. And Jiang Cheng – has no answer to that.

How can he deny, when it's true? He does visit Gusu every month and he spends most of his time with Lan Xichen. At first it was a way to avoid Wei Wuxian, but he soon started enjoying the other man's company, sharing their burden as Sect Leaders and the anger, a feeling that always accompanied Jiang Cheng, but is still new to Lan Xichen.

After some weeks, Jiang Cheng realized he missed talking to someone who wouldn't judge him, missed being just a man and not a leader. With Lan Xichen he could be free to smile, to laugh or cry, to confess his fears over losing Jin Ling to Wei Wuxian, or – losing Jin Ling forever, and even worse, losing Wei Wuxian again.

Lan Xichen is the truest friend he's ever had and he treasures his thoughts, looks forward to seeing him happy, and if buying tea is what it takes to make Lan Xichen smile then Jiang Cheng will buy him all the tea in the world.

“Oh no.” Jiang Cheng blinks, surprised at him own thoughts. He collapses back on his chair, stares at his shaking hands before closing them in a fist. He is in love Lan Xichen.

How the fuck did that happen?

“Are you –” Jin Ling starts, tentative.

Jiang Cheng looks up at his nephew, eyes wide. “I – no, I don't think I am.” Jin Ling's mouth opens in surprise at Jiang Cheng's sudden confession before he's kneeling in front of him.

“Are you sick?” He asks. “I should call –”

“No.” He stops Jin Ling from moving with a hand on his wrist. “I – you should just tell him.” Jiang Cheng says, staring at his nephew. When the boy started growing up and looking even more like his father, Jiang Cheng hated it. Jin Zixuan wasn't a bad man, but Jiang Yanli was just too good, too nice. He couldn't help but think that had she not married into the Jin Clan, Jiang Cheng could have protected her, even from Wei Wuxian. But when Jin Ling laughed, carefree, he remembered exactly how much his sister loved her son, not just because he was hers, but because he was also Jin Zixuan's.

Love is a weird, beautiful thing.

“Uncle –”

“Your father was scared.” Jiang Cheng starts. “Of telling your mother, I mean.” He adds, and Jin Ling scoots closer, always eager to hear more about his parents. Jiang Cheng feels a pang of guilt, he should've been better at that. “They lost too much time.”

“But – what if –” Jin Ling swallows, looks down, “what if he doesn't –”

“Then you will know.” Jiang Cheng says, touching Jin Ling's face carefully. “And you won't spend the rest of your life wondering about what could have been.”

Jin Ling nods before throwing himself at him. “You should follow your own advice.”

“It's different.” Jiang Cheng whispers.

“How?”

Jiang Cheng takes a deep breath, hugs Jin Ling tighter.

Because he knows Lan Xichen – still – loves someone else.

–

Jin Ling leaves for Lanling the next day and Jiang Cheng has to get used to the silence and having meals alone again. The biggest difference from before – before Wei Wuxian came back to life, before Jiang Cheng realized his own skills aren’t his alone – are the letters that arrive every day, they are mostly from Jin Ling but on occasion he finds one from Wei Wuxian and he feels his chest hurt.

And then there are the ones from Lan Xichen. He gets one every day and he has to hide his smile until the disciple that delivered it to him has left the room.

He can't believe he was so blind not to realize how happy Lan Xichen makes him, how his heart races when he thinks about the other man, how he longs to hear his voice and dreams about seeing him every night. But being aware of his feelings makes it harder to go through the day as he knows nothing will ever come of it. As usual, he isn't the one, just someone running after the unattainable.

–

He shouldn't be surprised when Jin Ling comes to him again. His nephew seems happy now and he carries himself like a person who could conquer the world. If Sizhui ever hurt him, Jiang Cheng will kill him, Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian’s feelings be damned.

“Shouldn't you be taking care of your Sect?” Jiang Cheng asks. He feels petty and stupid for feeling disappointed when his nephew is so happy. Just another thing on his list of failures.

“Yes,” Jin Ling answers, narrowing his eyes at him, “I should. But you haven't been answering my letters and you haven't visited Gusu since our conversation.” He points out. Jiang Cheng turns away, yells for the disciples to resume the training and they all rush to comply.

“I have been busy.” He answers, gesturing around.

“I know when you're lying.” Jin Ling points out. He looks around, lowers his voice. “Sizhui told me Sect Leader Lan misses you.”

Jiang Cheng swallows heavily, tries to ignore the way his heart starts to beat faster. “This does not –”

“You are his friend,” Jin Ling interrupts, softly, “even if you will never be anything else, you are still his friend.”

Jiang Cheng feels himself getting sick, shame invading his body. He's done it again, he just hurt another person, broke their trust, let them down. But that's just how he is, isn't it? Cruel, worthless. A fraud.

“Leave.” He growls, when Jin Ling doesn't obey he pushes him away, “leave.” When the boy still doesn't move, only stares at him with a sad expression so like his mother’s, Jiang Cheng turns around and runs.

–

That night he dreams about his siblings. His sister is cooking while he and Wei Wuxian play around in the lake, when he's suddenly pulled away by the darkness, he screams for help, tries to fight it, but he can't free himself. The light gets farther and farther away.

He wakes up in the middle of the night crying, the darkness threatening to swallow him whole.

–

Jiang Cheng reaches Gusu when the sun starts to rise. His eyes are stinging with tears when he reaches Lan Xichen's house and his hands are shaking when he knocks on the door.

“Wanyin.” Lan Xichen says, soft and surprised, as he opens the door. Like a true Lan, he's already dressed, hair tied up on his customary style and ready to start his day. “Is everything alright?” He asks, leading Jiang Cheng inside the house.

Jiang Cheng doesn't answer, just falls on his knees in front of the other man and lets himself cry. He wants to apologize but everything hurts too much, he's tired of fighting his feelings, of hiding them inside, of feeling like a burden. Tired of not being loved.

“I'm sorry.” He finally says. “I should have, I –” He closes his mouth as those three words threaten to spill out. He can't do this to Lan Xichen, he can't add to the weight the other man already carries on his shoulders. “I'm sorry.” He repeats, shaking his head. He came to Gusu on impulse and now he just wants to flee again.

Jiang Cheng flinches when he feels a hand on his shoulder. “Wanyin,” Lan Xichen whispers, kneeling too, “you can tell me. Let me share this pain with you.”

“I can't –”

“This is my choice.” Lan Xichen interrupts him, a hand on Jiang Cheng's face. “Please.” When Jiang Cheng looks up, Lan Xichen's is staring at him. There's no judgment on his expression, only fondness.

No one's ever looked at him like that since his sister died.

“I love you.” Jiang Cheng finds himself saying. “I shouldn't – and I don't expect anything from it. I just – couldn't help it.” He looks down, embarrassed. “I love you, Xichen.”

“Oh, Wanyin.” Lan Xichen says and when Jiang Cheng glances up, he finds the other man smiling.

“Xichen –”

Lan Xichen's smile widens. “I love you, too.” Jiang Cheng blinks, speechless. Is he still dreaming? “I do. I love you.” He repeats, taking Jiang Cheng's hand and bringing it to his lips. “How could I not? You're incredible.”

“No.” Jiang Cheng shakes his head as more tears threaten to fall. “I am not – Xichen, you –” he takes a deep breath, “you love Jin –”

“I loved someone who never existed.” Lan Xichen corrects, softly. “But you,” he tightens his hold on Jiang Cheng's hand, “you are nothing but yourself. Honest, brave. Flawed? Yes, but who isn't?” He smiles. “I love all of you.”

Suddenly, Jiang Cheng finds himself getting pulled into a warm hug and the tears he was trying to hold start to fall again. “Thank you.” He whispers, holding Lan Xichen tightly.

“Thank you.” Lan Xichen says, pressing a kiss on his head. “For giving me hope and making me realize I'm worthy of being loved. I promise,” he whispers, softly, “that I will do the same for you.”

Jiang Cheng doesn't know how long they stay like that, but later, when Lan Wangji comes to meet his brother, he finds them holding each other and sharing words of love.

#xicheng #jiang cheng x lan xichen #the untamed #mdzs #mo dao zu shi #my fic

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silverstark · 4 years

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Jiang Hospitality

fytheuntamed’s Untamed Fall Fest 2020 Prompt Day 1: Mid-Autumn Festival

Rated G, 1,563 words, Post-Canon; Canon-Compliant; Mid/Post Yunmeng Shuangjie Reconciliation

For “Mid-Autumn Festival,” I decided to write about a family reunion such as those that are held during Mid-Autumn Festival

Summary: Jiang Cheng hosts a family reunion.

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“Uncle, is this the entire guest list for your birthday feast?”

Jiang Wanyin snatched the piece of paper out of Jin Ling’s hands.

“It’s a Jiang sect secret,” he said.

Jin Ling hesitated for just a moment- he was trying to be a proper sect leader, but neither of them had gotten out of the habit of having Jin Ling trail after his uncle as Jiang Wanyin conducted sect business. Jiang Wanyin had never denied Jin Ling access so harshly. It took Jin Ling a moment to remember that a guest list for a public event could hardly be a sect secret.

“You’re lying!” Jin Ling said.

His vehemence hid his relief. Jiang Wanyin leveled a look at him, half embarrassment and half disapproval, and Jin Ling ducked his head respectfully.

Jiang Wanyin told himself he wasn’t lying anyway. He was the sect leader. He could make anything a sect secret if he wanted to.

“Uncle, I was just thinking that…that a sect leader’s birthday feast is very important!”

“Is it?” Jiang Wanyin asked.

He busied himself pretending to read some report about water quality. He knew bullshit when he heard it.

“Yes,” Jin Ling said. “Very important for the prestige of a sect. Don’t you think?”

Jiang Wanyin looked at him suspiciously. His unease grew at the pained expression on Jin Ling’s face. The face he’d inherited perfectly from Jin Zixuan. His ‘I need to talk about real emotions’ face.

“It’s important to give people the chance to honor you!” Jin Ling said.

“Spit it out,” Jiang Wanyin said.

“You should invite Senior Wei and Hanguang-Jun,” Jin Ling said quickly.

Jiang Wanyin slammed the report on the table. Jin Ling wrinkled his nose in embarrassment. There was no regret on his impertinent little face.

“Get out of my office.”

“Please, Uncle! Sizhui and Jingyi told me all about those Lan Sect feasts. No wonder Senior Wei is so skinny!”

“He’s always been a lanky stick,” Jiang Wanyin said.

This has been his opinion ever since Wei Wuxian’s growth spurt had outpaced his own, anyway.

“He has a new body! Maybe he would be less lanky if he could attend Yunmeng-Jiang feasts.”

“Maybe I’ll make you lanky by banning you from Yunmeng-Jiang feasts!” Jiang Wanyin threatened.

“Uncle,” Jin Ling complained. “Don’t you want me to invite Sizhui at least? He’ll be so much happier if his seniors are here.”

Jiang Wanyin glared at Jin Ling in utter betrayal over the guilt-trip. Jin Ling flushed but did not look away. Utterly unrepentant. Jiang Wanyin had not raised such a manipulative little fiend. He must have gotten that from the Jin side of the family.

After a long moment, Jiang Wanyin exhaled in aggravated surrender.

“Thanks, Uncle!” Jin Ling said as he practically ran for the door.

“Jin Ling!” Jiang Wanyin shouted.

“I have to go! Sect leader duties!” Jin Ling shouted back.

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Lan Wangji came into the Jingshi to find Wei Wuxian staring at a letter, wearing the same expressions his rabbits wore whenever he pulled a surprise treat out of the bottom of the food basket.

“Lan Zhan!”

Wei Wuxian bounded over without tossing the letter behind him -another sign of how special it was- and kissed him with affectionate enthusiasm before drawing away.

“Lan Zhan I have some great news! Jiang Cheng invited us to a feast at Lotus Pier!”

Lan Wangji was always happy about anything that made Wei Wuxian happy. However, this particular piece of news made him uneasy. He had heard about Yunmeng-Jiang feasts.

“Both of us?”

He was very careful that he did not sound…reluctant. It was a good thing Wei Wuxian was so distracted.

“Four of us- Sizhui and Jingyi are invited too. Jin Ling probably bullied him into it,” Wei Wuxian said with a laugh.

“What is the occasion?”

“It’s Jiang Cheng’s birthday. I know exactly what gift to get him.”

Lan Wangji thought that the gift Jiang Wanyin really wanted was Wei Wuxian’s attention, but he was not inclined to communicate this to Wei Wuxian on Jiang Wanyin’s behalf.

“Emperor’s Smile,” Lan Wangji guessed.

“Emperor’s Smile,” Wei Wuxian confirmed with a nod. He paused. “How many bottles can you carry while flying?”

“Hmm,” Lan Wangji considered.

.*.*.*.*.*.*.

Nie Huaisang told Jiang Wanyin that he had once seen an eagle carry off a live calf. Jiang Wanyin had scoffed at the time more out of a refusal to accept such a ridiculous mental image than out of real conviction about eagles’ weight-carrying capacity. He remembered this story as he watched Lan Wangji glide to a landing on Lotus Pier. He was carrying an entire crate 0f- something. Jiang Wanyin was not sure he wanted to know what it was.

Knowing Wei Wuxian, it could be anything from a tame fierce corpse to an erotic statue. Or maybe this was Lan Wangji’s gift, and it was just a stack of all the Lan Sect rules.

“Wei Wuxian,” he growled. “What have you done?”

“Jiang Cheng, hi, hello, happy birthday!”

He was skipping forward and clearly intending to throw his arms around him. Jiang Wanyin glared at him to persuade him out of that plan.

“What is this?” he asked, gesturing at the ominous box.

Lan Wangji had shifted the crate to one arm now that he was standing on land. Wei Wuxian looked suspiciously proud of himself. Or it was possible that he was feeling smug about his husband, but Jiang Wanyin chose not to contemplate that possibility.

“Your birthday gift. Lan Zhan brought you some Emperor’s Smile.”

Jiang Wanyin re-evaluated the size of the crate. Lan Wangji met his gaze indifferently and then went back to looking at Wei Wuxian as if to remind Jiang Wanyin that he had only done it to please his obnoxious husband.

“Hmph,” Jiang Wanyin said to Wei Wuxian.

He was unable to be displeased about his gift. He told himself it was only because being around Wei Wuxian was easier if they were both drunk. Wei Wuxian grinned anyway as if Jiang Wanyin had thanked him.

“If you don’t like it, I can-” Wei Wuxian began.

“No. If you want to drink Emperor’s Smile, you can bring your own.”

Jiang Wanyin heard the implied invitation and blushed. He turned to Lan Wangji. “You can leave that there. My disciples will carry it away. Where’s Lan Sizhui?”

“Sizhui and Jingyi will be arriving with Jin Ling,” Wei Wuxian said. “Why’s it so quiet? I bragged so much to Lan Zhan about Yunmeng-Jiang feasts, and it looks like we’re coming to a family dinner.”

“It’s not quiet, you’re just loud!” Jiang Wanyin said. “And it’s my birthday. I get to celebrate however I want.”

Wei Wuxian paused, eyes wide, when they stepped into the throne hall. It was only set up to host Jiang Wanyin, Jin Ling, Wei Wuxian’s family, and Lan Jingyi. Jiang Wanyin blushed furiously and scowled at Wei Wuxian even more furiously, daring him to make another comment about a “family dinner.”

Instead, Wei Wuxian smiled and said, “I bet we brought the best present.”

Jiang Wanyin relaxed and nodded. “Jin Ling bought me a gold-thread cape.”

Wei Wuxian clicked his tongue in disappointment.

“Doesn’t he know capes are supposed to flutter in the wind? How’s it going to do that with gold thread weighing it down?”

“He dresses in the Jin style.”

“Gold basics,” Wei Wuxian agreed.

Jiang Wanyin shot a sharp look at Lan Wangji to make it clear that he was not allowed to share in their disapproval of Jin Ling. They (meaning Wei Wuixan and Jiang Wanyin) sipped at their wine until the kids arrived.

They heard Jin Ling arguing with Lan Jingyi before they saw them.

“We will make our greetings now,” Lan Sizhui said placidly at the entrance, interrupting them.

For a moment Jiang Wanyin hoped it would work, and their junior disciples would walk in with a semblance of dignity. It was good practice for events where such courtesies did matter. His hope did not last long.

“Wait, I have to go first,” Jin Ling said. “You two wait a moment.”

“But Hanguang-Jun is already there!” Lan Jingyi said.

“Uncle knows you two were arriving after him,” Jin Ling said.

“Yeah, so doesn’t it make sense for us to go in together?” Lan Jingyi said.

“But we’re in different sects!”

He and Wei Wuxian exchanged a look over their respective charges. Jiang Wanyin thought his expression was pained. Wei Wuxian chortled into his wine.

“Just come in already,” Jiang Wanyin called in exasperation.

There was a short silence and then the three of them came in to greet Jiang Wanyin formally.

“Just sit down,” Jiang Wanyin said. “The food will be here soon.”

They obediently took their seats and Jiang Wanyin took a moment to look around the table. This was his family now. Jin Ling, Wei Wuxian. And, by extension, the Lans at the table.

He scowled to keep his expression from wriggling into something Wei Wuxian would recognize.

“What took you so long? Wei Wuxian got here before you-” he accused (Wei Wuxian gasped in mock indignation at Jiang Wanyin’s pointed emphasis) “-and he was flying with an entire year’s production of Emperor’s Smile.”

A cheerful squabble bubbled up. Jiang Wanyin hid a smile with a well-timed sip of wine.

.*.*.*.*.*.*.

#untamed fall fest #untamed fall fest day 1 #Jiang Cheng #Jiang Wanyin #The Untamed #Mo Dao Zu Shi #MDZS #MDZS fanfic #myfanfic

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silverflame2724 · 3 years

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A/B/ O prompt AU where Omega!WWX's married to Alpha!JC. Following WC's death, WWX enters into his heat unexpectedly and is raped in the dark by an alpha who's in a rut, not knowing it's JC. WWX ends up pregnant but consumes wine in attempt to abort the baby since he thinks that the baby isn't JC's. In Burial Mounds, WWX gives birth to A-Yuan but gives him away to one of the Wen Remnants since he doesn't want him. After JZX's death, WWX is knocked out and taken to Lotus Pier by JC to be treated and finds out from a doctor that the resentful energy's killing his husband. To avoid causing anymore trouble for JC and JYL, WWX decides to drown himself after he leaves a note telling JC about his pregnancy.

This is my 1st A/B/O prompt so if I made some mistakes please tell me.

In this context, I’m not so comfortable explicitly writing the rape happening so it’ll be just a brief mention.

TW for rape/non-con in the beginning. If you want to skip that part, skip to the first dotted line. As well as a warning for infanticide, for which, if you’d like to skip as well, skip to "Until he met Wen Qing.”.

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Wei Wuxian had felt something loosen within him moments after Wen Chao and Wen Zhuliu finally took their last breaths. In hindsight, this is where it all went wrong.

One moment he was grinning with relief, the next, he’s keeled over, his heat - which hadn’t appeared since the fall of Lotus Pier - hitting him in waves. He managed to stumble away from the cooling corpses of the Wens he hated and into a room. Gods, out of all the times he had to get a heat, why now?

Blearily, he looked at his surroundings. Jiang Cheng.......where’s Jiang Cheng? He was in the room with me just now. He can help me through this, can’t he?

Footsteps got closer and Wei Wuxian tensed up. Who....Who is it? Is it Jiang Cheng? It had to be. He could smell me from here, couldn’t he?

The sharp scent of an alpha in rut hit his nose and Wei Wuxian found himself roughly pressed into the floor. It was dark and he couldn’t see whether the person above him was Jiang Cheng.

He panicked. He tried to kick the person off, struggling but it was no use. Starved, beaten and struggling to survive in the Burial Mounds for three months had drained him of all energy. He couldn’t fight back.

As soon as the alpha above him knotted him - despite his vehement protests - and collapsed on top of him, Wei Wuxian started to sob.

The knot deflated and Wei Wuxian pushed the alpha away, hurriedly dressing and escaping from the room. As he ran through the cool night air, he was glad no one saw him disheveled, broken like this.

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The war ended. The war had ended, but Wei Wuxian was in despair. All of his symptoms matched up. He was pregnant. He was pregnant but it wasn’t Jiang Cheng’s.

He knew what he had to do then, he had to get rid of the child. If Jiang Cheng ever found out. He shivered.

He had to get rid of them.

He did everything he could, drinking wine, eating foods he wasn’t supposed to eat, but it didn’t work. All it did was give him pain.

Wei Wuxian knew he couldn’t just go to a healer and ask for certain herbs. After all, people were looking for weaknesses of his constantly after the war and he couldn’t allow any word of his pregnancy to escape.

............

Six months down the line and the child still hadn’t died. Wei Wuxian didn’t know whether to feel happy or frustrated.

Nowadays, he had to wear scent blockers all the time to prevent people from asking about his scent and avoiding any and all contact with healers.

His days passed by worryingly like this.

Until he met Wen Qing.

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In the Burial Mounds, a newborn’s loud wail rang out in the quiet. Wei Wuxian, weary and dizzy from blood loss gave the child the name A’ Yuan and gave him up to Wen remnants without hesitation.

He didn’t want the child.

He didn’t want the child. But he couldn’t stay away from him. Whether it was his omega instincts or his sentimentality for carrying the child for nine months, he couldn’t just ignore the boy.

He gave A’ Yuan love and attention but managed to stave off the worst of his instincts and kept his distance from the child, only letting him see Wei Wuxian as an uncle, at best. It was a fulfilling life.

He hoped his days would pass by like this, no matter how difficult it was.

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Somewhere though, deep in his heart, Wei Wuxian knew things couldn’t go on like this. Staring blankly as Jin Zixuan’s limp body got farther and farther away from him, Wei Wuxian felt silent tears roll down his cheeks. Why can’t I just be left alone?

When Wei Wuxian next woke up, he was in Lotus Pier. For a moment, he thought it was a dream until Jiang Cheng gripped his hands tightly.

“Why didn’t you tell me the resentful energy was killing you?”

Wei Wuxian internally sighed in relief. It seemed like his pregnancy and his golden core were still secrets. “I....didn’t think it mattered.”

“Didn’t think it mattered?!” Jiang Cheng raged. “How could you think-- I....I worry about you, idiot!!”

Wei Wuxian’s breath hitched. Jiang Cheng still cares? I thought.....I thought after I took in the Wens, I didn’t matter to him anymore.

“I’ll find a solution. Don’t worry, you won’t die.” Jiang Cheng said.

“How can you still say that?” Wei Wuxia asked hollowly, suddenly remembering Jin Zixuan. “I.....to Shijie’s husband........”

“We’ll figure it out together. And besides, I know you wouldn’t kill the Peacock without some reason.”

“Heheh, you’re starting to sound like Shijie.”

Jiang Cheng rolled his eyes. “That’s because A’ Jie calmed me down and told me to think rationally.”

Wei Wuxian didn’t look up.

“She knows you wouldn’t do that to her.”

“B-But, I........” He unconsciously let out a distressed scent and Jiang Cheng sent some of his own to comfort Wei Wuxian.

Wei Wuxian’s stomach grumbled.

Jiang Cheng snorted. “Wait here. I’ll be back with food.” He mumbled quietly, “You’re too damn thin.”

Wei Wuxian smiled quietly.

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Wei Wuxian was not an idiot. He heard the whispers from the disciples, from the servants. The Jiang sect will be in trouble for sheltering him. No one may have seen him enter Lotus Pier but it was only a matter of time.

He couldn’t let Jiang Cheng or the sect take the fall for his sake. Not again.

With shaky hands and a resigned smile, he wrote a letter - an apology, a thank you - to Jiang Cheng and Shijie. He wrote about the Burial Mounds, about the innocent Wens and how he wanted them to be saved, the night he was raped, and.....about his pregnancy and A’ Yuan. He hoped his last wishes were enough to persuade Jiang Cheng.

Sealing the letter, he left the room and found his favorite lake, the one he used to play in with all his shidis. Those bygone days of innocence had all but disappeared.

Dangling his legs over the edge, he looked at the beautiful sunset dying the lake a sky a mesmerizing color.

Shijie, Jiang Cheng......I’m sorry.....and thank you. I hope with my death, you will all be safe.

He waded into the deepest pit of the lake - the part he was always told to avoid - and allowed the rapid currents to drag him deep underwater.

Within a few minutes he’ll be dead.

Within a few hours, his body will be found.

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Where’s Lan Wangji in all of this? The answer is......I don’t know! Think whatever you like!

I hope the prompter is satisfied with this! I personally hoped to put a bit more emotion into it, but......I’ve put off answering this prompt long enough! Hope you enjoyed it!!

#wei ying #wei wuxian #jiang cheng #jiang wanyin #jiang yanli #jin zixuan #but he's dead #sad wei wuxian #married JC/WWX #Suicide #drowning #a/b/o dynamics #omega wei wuxian #alpha jiang cheng #mpreg #pregnancy #attempted infanticide

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rocket-fort · 3 years

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Broken soul

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He blamed himself. How couldn’t he notice before? It was so obvious, the tired look on his face, his uncommon non-treating responses, that ugly black bags under his un shining eyes, his beautiful cinnamon skin almost as pale as a jade. He carefully squeezed the spirit-trapping bag closer to his chest as his eyes shined, irises turning a bright shade of red.

A light touch pressed his shoulder, a delicate hand with slim fingers, trembling. Wuxian turned his head, his ruby orbs returning to the silver-grey tone they should be, tearing up his face fell to reveal a painful expression that tried to show how much he was suffering, but no face he put would demonstrate how much misery he felt inside, Wei Ying opened his mouth to speak

—JieJie— the cultivator’s voice broke in the end as he veered to face his sister, could he even still call her like that? After all, it was his fault that she was suffering, he was the cause of her sorrow.

“—Wei Wuxian, why don’t you listen?— the younger man said, his tone low and cautious —You can’t keep this path it will hu- he was cut off by his brother

—A-Cheng..— Wuxian didn’t rise his voice, but his tone was severe, proving that he was getting (if he wasn’t already) mad —We had this conversation already—

—Yeah but you didn’t listen!— an exasperated voice, volume increasing a little bit but still being an almost whisper

—Jiang Cheng!— Wei Wuxian roared angrily, startling his brother, he was about to reach his breakpoint, resented energy rapidly taking control, numbing his senses —Stop being so childish! I- We made a decision and now we’ll pay the consequences, you left me, YOU choose your sect over me because you were a scared child and a weak brother to stand for and by me—

Jiang Cheng would be lying if he said his brothers words didn’t hurt, because they did, they burned in his damaged heart like hell. Just a week had passed since Wei Ying deserted, Jiang Wanyin came back to try to make amends with him and ask him to come back, it obviously didn´t work.

—You´re right, I´m sorry. I’ll be leaving now— voice fading, he knew it was the resented energy making him react like that but he couldn´t help it, he knew Wuxian wouldn’t have said that if he hadn’t thought it, after all the demonic cultivation path destabilized your mind but his thoughts were his, or that’s what he thought, because this way of cultivation was really new and people barely knew about it except that it affected your body and mind, if he only knew better, if he only saw the regret in Wei Ying’s face when the energy left as Wanyin did.

As quickly as it came it quickly left him, left him with nothing but pain and regret of hurting his brother, he didn’t meant it, but people didn’t knew that “affect mind” also meant hearing those voices that did nothing more than whispering horrible things about others, especially the ones that weren’t exactly nice to him, it ruined him way worse than they knew, than he would admit.

—Jiang Cheng!— he tried to call him, screaming from the entrance of the Demon-Slaughtering cave but his shidi was already to far to listen if he wanted to keep listening, he ran trying to catch him, to late to work because the Jiang jumped on his sword and flew away as fast as possible.”

How couldn’t he notice? It was so obvious than even a blind would have noticed, the pain, the tired and kind of messy look, it was the reflect of a agonizing soul, a broken one. How much pain Jiang Cheng must have hidden from them?

“He always had always buried his pain until it was to many to handle, he exploded after his parents death, it was a wound that would never heal, he obviously blamed himself for been weak, useless and haven’t done something more, now he lost someone even more important to him and yet again even after promising himself to always look up and protect his family, it was still his fault for not being strong enough.

One week had passed, one week he had suffered like he was in hell, one week, seven days, days he had been the support to his sister who was going trough the same pain (‘if not more’ he thought) than him, he was the shoulder for her to cry, Wanyin tried to avoid her the firsts days, she didn’t knew about the duel and he didn’t had the courage to tell her, Cheng told his sister everything was fine but that Wuxian wouldn’t come back ‘for now’ after his first visit, in the third day when Yanli hugged his little brother and heard him whine as if he was in pain she got really worried, so she asked his brother what was wrong and Jiang Cheng did have the strength to lie to her again

—A-Jie, Wei Wuxian and I had a duel and he... he deserted— Jiang Yanli now looked ashed as if she was about to faint, guilt building up in him as he saw Yanli’s teary eyes, now he wished to take back his words or at least had sugar coated them

—W-What?— her voice low, she knew her brother would never lie to her but she was just so shocked that she couldn’t help to ask

—A-Jie, I’m sorry, it’s all my fault— he said trying hard not to cry

—Shh it’s okay A-Cheng it’s not your fault— as reliving this was, it also made the younger feel worst, even now her sister cared for him, even now that his family was tearing apart once again, all because of him, even now, even if her heart was broken she was consoling him. They hugged each other, trying to comfort and steady themselves.”

Jiang Yanli blamed herself too, she could always read her little brother like an open book. An uneasy feeling and bitter taste in her mouth, she was so focused on spending time in a fantasy with Zixuan that she didn’t realize how much his brother needed her. She thought he was fine “how couldn’t she realized every time she visited lotus pier?”, now she realized how wrong she was, life once again was proving how cruel it could be, once again she was falling a part but it wasn’t the time, her other brother was suffering too and she would make sure to be his support ‘I won’t fail him either’.

“A week quickly became a month, the uneven feeling of lost didn’t disappear but increased instead, his sister seemed better, his husband make sure to make her happier with gifts and surprise dates ‘he´s not as useless and careless as I thought’ Jiang Cheng told him about the situation so the peac- Zixuan looked after her sister when he couldn’t (which was most of the time since she lived in the Koi Tower and he returned to Junmeng to attend his responsibilities as a sect leader) and to make sure she knew how much he loved her and make her happy so she could forget or at least not thing too much about his shixiong, if he could still call him like that (yes he could, no matter what happened between them, he will always be his older brother but he wouldn´t admit it out loud, maybe in part because of how much it hurts).

He tried to distract himself too, overworking was his best choice, he had so many thing to do to reconstruct his sect but no matter what, the pain didn´t left him

—What do you think Wei Wu— he stopped, looking at his empty side feeling uneasy and worst than he already felt

There were so many things to do and he almost finished them all in 2 weeks. He was so tired, working his ass off until fainting, yes, he was tired physically but not as tired as mentally, his chest just felt tighter and tighter every second it passed, he was just tired of pretending to be okay, trying to be okay, tired of keep it up, he just wanted to rest... so he grabbed a pen and started writing a letter”

It was the dawn when Jiang Yanli and Jin Zixuan arrived at the burial mounds by sword, Wei Wuxian wasn´t in a mood for visitors (or in a good mood in general after Jiang Cheng left) but when he realized it was his Shijie, he rushed in. Wei Wuxian stopped abruptly when he saw her red cheeks and puffy eyes before running even faster to her

—Shijie! What’s w—

—A-Ying, A-Cheng he— a sob cut her off, Wuxian’s face turned paler, grabbing Yanli softly from the shoulders and shaking her slightly, his heart racing with anguish

—What happened to A-Cheng?— his tone as gentle as he could so as not to alter her even more

—He’s- A-Cheng is...— no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t say it, so she looked back at his husband, the latter nodded to her wife and said as calmed as he could, he knew about the consequences about demonic cultivation and as seconds passed by he could see it with his own eyes as Wuxian aura became dangerous and he seemed really annoyed and worried

—Jiang Wanyin is dead— a dry laugh was heard

—You’re lying— Wei Ying said bitterly, forgetting for a second that his Shijie was also there —You shouldn’t lie about such thing unless you want to make me angry— he smiled madly

Yanli rapidly grabbed his wrist to caught his attention —A-Ying.. A-Xuan wouldn’t lie about something this delicate— her voice was shaky but she managed for it to not break nor cut by her sobs

—No— Wuxian said simply —No, no, no, it can’t be!— he screamed, grief in every word that his mouth produced —I wanna see him, A-Jie— the Wei started to act impulsively but Zixuan knew it would be hard to calm him down at this moment and that A-Li also wanted to see him, so all he could do is taking both of them in his sword

—Get up— Zixuan said as he boarded his sword and helped his wife to get up holding both of her forearms

Wuxian nimbly jumped on the sword.

They arrived at Lotus Pier at midday, Wei Ying hoped off of Suihua and rushed to the room, if Yanli could, she would have done the same, but she waited to her husband to help her before practically disappearing in seconds as she touched the floor, he knew it was a family matter so he decided to not interfere for now.

There he was, as beautiful as he can be, he remained the same except for the fact that his beautiful cinnamon skin now was pale, white and cold flesh, eyes closed. He looked so calm, as if he had been in a endless hole of disgrace and suffering and now he was finally in peace.

The brothers hugged each other slowly kneeling on the floor, Yanli put her brother’s head in her chest softly patting his head in a maternally way. They stayed there for long enough for their knees to feel numb, sobbing and comforting each other.

—We are going to bury the body—

—No— said Wei Wuxian

—A-Xian please— Yanli begged

—No, a-jie, we can’t just let him go— he looked really exasperated, urgent —n-not like this— the last part was briefly a whisper

Yanli hugged him tighter, Wei Ying let himself be lost in the embrace for a little, then

He snapped back his attention to her sister, looking up at her he frowned, her sister seemed to have accepted the reality and it broke his heart so much, but he knew there was something to do, after all, it wasn’t the first time he did something like this

—I know, XianXian but we can’t do anything—

—I have an idea— he whispered placing his head back in Yanli’s chest, feeling her heart beat, hearing it rise a little at those words

Yanli’s chest tightened, heavy, she thought it was impossible to bring him back but she trusted her brother too, Wei Wuxian always attempted the impossible, both of her brothers did, that was why she was so proud of them, yes, she trusted A-Xian, she broke the embrace a bit so she could see Wei Wuxian in the eyes, then she quickly whipped her tears with her sleeve

—What do you have in mind?— determination could be read all over her face

Wei Wuxian imitated her action, his face looked exactly like hers too, he putted her arms down, reaching for Chenqing afterwards

—I will bring him back A-Jie, I’ll make him if I have to— he smiled in a strange way, eyes turning a vermilion-like color again

Wei Ying put the dizi in his lips and started playing, it was a low and frightening melody but not unpleasant, dark fog started covering him and his brother’s body.

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Once the melody ended, Wei Wuxian covered his shidi’s body with talismans and let him rest

—It will take time, but I’m sure he’ll wake up... he has to—

After that nobody said anything else.

In the meantime Yanli took over her brothers duty after explaining everything to his fiancé, they somehow managed to bring Wei Wuxian and the Wen remnants to Lotus Pier, not without a lot of dirty looks and disgusted faces. After a month, Wen Ning woke up, which finally took away the worries and doubts, their brother was going to wake up.

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It was almost blooming season, the lotuses were growing and growing. Somewhere, in a room away from people of lotus pier, a pale figure opened his eyes.

—He’s awake!— a loud and urgent scream came from the hallway that lead to the chamber

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yanli and Wei Wuxian ran as fast as they could towards the place where Jiang Cheng was. Once they were there, they entered the room without any previous announcement. There he was, there with his once cinnamon tanned skin was now an ashy color, almost white, his lips seemed dry and a bit purple, his freckles lost color too, now they were almost unnoticeable, but he was still their brother and he was there, awake and... alive?

Jiang Cheng felt colder than he ever felt when they hugged him, unlike his usually sunkissed skin and warm body, rigid but that could have been her imagination or maybe just because he was lost. They didn’t talk, they couldn’t, none of them had the strength, Yanli felt his brother slightly tremble under them, he was crying, but when she saw his face not even a single tear was there nor any expression, her heart broke once again thinking what he did and what he must be thinking right now, but once again, words failed her, so she just hugged him tighter.

He was broke, they all where, but they were going to try to fix him, to make him feel the love he couldn’t feel in his last moments, he was a broken soul but they were going to try to put the pieces together once again, after all they only had each other in this world.

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WAAA I finally finished this after MONTHS. This was for JC love month day 25! (reflection) tbh I read this again and feel so cringe, but I still wanted to finish it and publish something lol

I thought of making this a two shot but seeing how much it took me to finally finish the first part even after reducing it a lot I think I might end it here but it’s not a sure thing, still tried to make a fairly closed and happy ending in case I don’t make another part.

Anyways, hope you enjoyed and thanks for reading <3

#jiang cheng #jiang wanyin #mo dao zu shi #the untamed #angst #mdzs angst #i’msuperlatelol #finallyfinishedsomethingibeenworking

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scarletjedi · 4 years

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Sangcheng Time Travel Fixit Outline Part 3: Rebuilding

Here it is, folks, the final installment!

(Part 1) (Part 2)

Part III: Rebuilding

After the Banquet, everyone returns to their respective sects to rebuild, with plans to meet in Lanling in one month for the Mountain Hunt/Flower Banquet

Nie Huaisang sees this as a blatant political move/first step in an ultimate power grab. Jiang Cheng sees it as well, but mostly because he’s expecting it from Jin Guangshan. Huaisang also thinks it odd because, last time, the hunt was Jin Guangyao’s idea. Who is whispering in Jin Guangshan’s ear? He retreats to Qinghe and watches and waits

Jiang Cheng, meanwhile, is at loose ends.

He is *engaged* which is the first actually new thing to happen to him in years, at this point.

The war is over, he is as he remembers except Lotus Pier never burned down, so he doesn’t have to rebuild. (He’s earned the loyalty of the disciples in the war, that hasn’t changed, but they’re different disciples, more and less familiar. He does, however, convince his father to open recruiting to their sect – if nothing else, the war and actions of the Wen have left a lot of resentful energy. They’re going to need to cover more cases over greater distance or risk a second Burial Mounds

His parents are *alive* which is great, but even after their heart to heart (or maybe because of it) his father constantly looks surprised to see him and his mother sees far too much. They’re getting along better, but nothing like the couples Jiang Cheng knows who actually love each other.

Wei Wuxian is in Gusu, and his absence is perhaps the most familiar thing, for all that Jiang Cheng occasionally finds himself frustrated and looking for him in the places where he would hide to drink after the war. (and it hurts that it’s only now sinking in how wrong that was, and what kind of leader was he that his head disciple, his brother, was in so much pain and he didn’t see it)

Maybe he should get a hobby? He misses his dogs something fierce, but refuses to allow dogs on Lotus Pier.

I AM OPEN TO SUGGESTIONS AS TO WHAT HIS HOBBY SHOULD BE. I’m sure Nie Huaisang also has some ideas

Jiang Yanli is in Lotus Pier, and Jiang Cheng is shameless about following her around. He missed out on 16 years of his sister, he’s not missing one more minute. Yanli thinks it’s pre-wedding jitters (for both of them). She’s not *entirely* wrong

Jiang Cheng ends up spilling the beans to his sister. He’s just so tired, and it *all* comes spilling out. Time travel, Lotus Pier in flames, the death of her and Zixuan, Wei Wuxian being the weapon pointed at them, raising Jin Ling, his core—and he *cries* and Yanli cries with him and when it’s over, they have soup

Yanli invites Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji to lotus pier the next day, with the idea that they’d spend the time between now and the hunt with them and go back to Gusu after the hunt. She insists (and she’s right) that they all need to be with each other. And that Wei Wuxian needs to be told.

So, Jiang Cheng writes to Nie Huaisang, appraising him of the situation. Nie Huaisang is the mastermind, after all.

Nie Huaisang has about 3 days of painting/poetry/porn before he grows tried of it (and oh, the irony), and begins his study of the yin iron shard that Xue Yang left behind, beginning by recreating his notes, and what he can remember of Wei Wuxian’s (and what he knew of what Jin Guangyao kept in his treasure room)

Meng Yao finds out and tells Mingjue because some things should not be kept secret. He gets very angry – the war didn’t do his qi any favors.

Huaisang comes clean the way he only does with his brother and Jiang Cheng – as long as the Yin Iron is around, it will be coveted and we will end up with another Wen Rohan sooner or later

Meng Yao immediately realizes Nie Huaisang is talking about Jin Guangshan. “There are faster ways of solving that problem.” “I’m not letting you assassinate him, no matter how much he deserves it”

….WOULD THIS BE A GOOD PLACE FOR A VERSION OF FATAL JOURNEY?!? Only one that is less fatal.

Nie Mingjue proposes the sword castles to suppress the Yin Iron, that it could perhaps be used instead of corpses?

Nie Huaisang brings the shard with him, but of course it all goes wrong. They get separated from the disciples (and have their wonderful heart to heart – Nie Huaisang comes clean about doing this all before. Nie Mingjue comes clean about him and Lan Xichen considering propositioning Meng Yao) and have to fight off the sword spirits raised by the Yin Iron. Which they do, together, and escape. Nie Zonghui brings Nie Huaisang back to The Unclean Realm while Mingjue oversees the settling of the castle.

Nie Huaisang makes a crack about being glad they didn’t accidentally kill Sandu Sengshu’s fiancé

Nie Huaisang gets Jiang Cheng’s letter and confesses that Nie Mingjue now knows. It may be time to start letting people know, strategically. So yes, tell Wei Wuxian…but wait for me to start research!

Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji arrive in Lotus Pier. Jiang Cheng tells all. Wei Wuxian hugs him so hard they both fall off the pier

Something fishy is happening. There are upticks in resentful activity that is ascribed to the fallout of a war involving the Yin Irons, but Nie Huaisang’s little birds smell something fishy. He begins to play closer attention to Jin Guangshan

Flower Mountain Hunt

No Wen prisoners this time, but Jin Zixun continues to make an ass of himself, natch

Riding in, Jiang Cheng makes DAMN sure that Nie Huaisang has flowers because they are courting and that is what one does (and Jiang Cheng has a habit of blurting out exactly what he thinks and it is at times incredibly romantic), and is *completely flustered* when Nie Huaisang beats him to it. He’s almost used to affection between them in private, but *was not prepared* for public courting when HE is the target.

Jiang Cheng refuses to look at Wangxian being themselves because of course they are. He’s mostly happy that he knows Jin Zixuan will be better behaved towards Yanli. He’s already told her he likes her, so no awkward confessions in the woods.

But, of course, Jiang Cheng and Nie Huaisang come across Wangxian rustling some bushes, and have to VERY LOUDLY delay Zixuan and Yanli until they emerge, sheepishly pulling twigs from their hair.

They advance as a group and come across Jin Zixun harassing Wen Ning, who was until then doing very well in the hunt (because he’s a damn good archer) but he doesn’t have his years as a fierce corpse to give him the backbone he needs to tell Zixun to take a hike.

This is one step of Jin Guangshan’s plan. He wants information on how to use the Yin Iron and is convinced that Wen Qing knows something, and if she knows, then Wen Ning might know something, too. So, the purpose of this is “what do you know?” with a combination of “tell your sister to cooperate”

Without The Yilling Patriarch, there are no impostors, but that doesn’t mean there aren’t demonic cultivators - people like Xue Yang but not him because I don’t like him so he’s dead. (Wait for it!) FUCKING SU SHE!!

Jiang Cheng - “I thought he died in the war!” “He was supposed to...”

I know his focus is on transportation arrays, but he’s also desperate to prove himself and Jin Guangshan is *good* at exploiting weakness

So, we get a “demonic cultivator” who knows just enough to be dangerous because of what he doesn’t know and can’t do.

Despite the interruption, Wen Ning ranks in the hunt, as does Nie Mingjue and Lan Xichen.

During the banquet, Jin Zixun tries that “Drink with me” bullshit to “apologize” for his shitty behavior, and to celebrate Lan Xichen’s standing.

Jin Guangshan has seen the ways the others are closing ranks and instead of saying “I have an in through my son, and possibly my nephew if he had a personality transplant” he wants to gain leverage over them.

He straight up tries to marry Zixun to Wen Qing again, thinking it’s only a matter of time before the Yilling Wen are a major house again. Wen Qing will not have any of it, because Zixun is a) odious and b) mean to her brother.

The date for Yanli’s wedding is announced, some two months hence.

Yanli is already pregnant, and Wen Qing notices (she’s the only one)

She’ll be around just 12 weeks when they marry, and while her due date gains her some serious side-eye from her mother, Zixuan is head over heels about the baby and is the softest father – but more on that later

There is a brief meeting to discuss the state of things. They plan to meet in Qinghe after the Banquet to compare notes and study the piece of Yin Iron to which Huaisang has access (the one in Gusu is still in the hands of Lan Qiren, who would not let them experiment, and there’s no way they can get to Lanling Jin’s artifact room.)

Nie Huaisang invites everyone to Qinghe for a night hunt

Everyone shows up like “okay, why are we really here” and are surprised when he says “no for real, a night hunt”

What are we hunting? “Xuanwu of Slaughter” the fuck you say?

Jin Zixuan mentions that his father is getting a bit too interested in the fact that Jin Zixuan is friends with the heirs to the main clans. Jin Zixuan tells him nothing except a very politely worded “fuck off” that Jin Guangshan doesn’t truly understand.

Jin Zixuan reunites with Meng Yao, and makes a formal offer of “brotherhood”

Nie Huaisang tips Jin Zixuan off on Qin Su and Mo Xanyu, who is now a year or two old

Fighting the Xuanwu isn’t easy, but it’s easier with more people/weapons.

Wangji uses chord assassination but with the actual guqin and the help of zidian.

Wei Wuxian still goes inside the Xuanwu as bait, finding the sword.

Wen Ning uses arrows and Zixuan is rathter good with his sword, actually. Nie Huaisang fights with talismans and the occasional fan

The beast dies in 2 hours rather than 6.

“At least we didn’t have to swim for it this time.” “And I wasn’t left behind in Qishan”

They take the sword back to Qinghe and begin their experiments in earnest. They are looking for a way to purify, destroy, or suppress the metal. Along the way, Wei Wuxian is gaining a clearer and clearer understanding of demonic cultivation.

“I have an idea, but it’s going to require huge amounts of resentful energy.” “You should go with Wen Ning to Yilling. There’s a place called the Burial Mounds” “Huaisang, no!” “Huaisang, yes!”

Before they go, Jiang Cheng reminds Wei Wuxian than he has to be happy, healthy, and whole for Yanli’s wedding. Wei Wuxian says not to worry, there’s a few things he wants to check in Gusu’s library before he tries anything

In Lotus Pier, wedding prep is in full swing, and Jiang Cheng throws himself into everything he can

It’s different than last time, last time Yanli did a lot of her prep in Lanling as Lotus Pier was still under construction

Her wedding will be perfect, damnit

True to his word, Wei Wuxian appears (sans Wangji) to escort Yanli to Lanling. For everything that’s been happening, Wei Wuxian is focused entirely on the wedding.

A-Jie’s wedding

It’s Jinlintai, so it's tacky as hell, but it’s also extravagant as hell.

Jiang Cheng weeps openly, and Nie Huaisang only mocks him a little before handing him a handkerchief. It’s odd, but so much better to have Wei Wuxian next to him, also weeping openly, but that’s Wangji’s problem.

Everyone (minus the wedded couple) end up in Jiang Cheng’s room after the wedding, and Jiang Cheng is able to ignore their absence only because of Jin Ling

Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji leave for 9pm curfew (though Jiang Cheng is horrified to know that they won't be sleeping yet. He’s seen that look too many times to know differently), and one by one they all leave, leaving Jiang Cheng and Nie Huaisang alone for the first time in a while. Something they take full advantage of

The next morning they are woken by an alarmed Wen Qing - Wen Ning has gone Missing. They find him just over the border in Qinghe. (transportation array! Nie Huaisang and Jiang Cheng know IMMEDIATELY who it is - “WHY ISN’T HE DEAD?” “I don’t know!”) He’s very badly hurt, so they take him first to The Unclean Realm, bringing Wen Qing there to treat him. He’ll recover, but it will take time. Possibly, we’re looking at the return of Ghost General!Wen Qing. He was absolutely experimented on and left to die

The place they find him has been abandoned, but only recently.

This puts Nie Mingjue and Wen Qing together, and she gets brought in on the whole “our method of cultivation makes us more susceptible to qi deviation” issue to offer medical advice, as an exchange for “allowing” Wen Ning to recover there

Like Nie Mingjue was going to kick out Nie Huaisang’s friend. Pssh.

This is where Meng Yao approaches Wen Qing with a solution for her marriage issues (which might honestly boil down to “I’ve been in touch with my brother and he’s informed the ladies and I don’t think Jin Guangshan will be an issue any longer)

Jiang Cheng returns to Koi Tower to report to Jiang Yanli. She’s relieved that Wen Ning (and A-Qing, and when did they get so close??) are okay. She’s sad for Jiang Cheng that Nie Huaisang had to stay in Qinghe to host, as Nie Mingjue was still at Koi Tower, though he doesn’t stay long, ultimately.

Jiang Cheng returns with his parents to Lotus Pier, and is only mildly horrified to realize that his mother is beginning the preparations for HIS wedding almost immediately. Luckily, he’s able to put her off by telling her that Wen Ning was absolutely abducted by the Jin Sect. With Yilling Wen being a recognized house (and close neighbor to Yunmeng Jiang), Madame Yu is in favor of fostering good relations. She is (unfortunately) out of children, and Jiang Cheng only has to yell a little to remind her that he’s marrying Nie Huaisang and that *nobody* would be happy if he had to break his engagement to marry Wen Qing.

After his recovery, Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji arrive to escort them to Yilling, where Wei Wuxian begins his task at the Burial Mounds. This puts him close enough that it makes *perfect* sense for Nie Huaisang to visit his fiancé in Lotus Pier (and assert that yes, *he* is going to marry Jiang Cheng. Wen Qing doesn’t even want to marry!)

This is the beginning of the end, everyone!

The Breakthrough

This happens “off-camera,” but basically, Wei Wuxian throws himself into the Burial Mounds, and with the help of Lan Wangji, learns how to manipulate resentful energies. With the background of his own (from another timeline) research, he’s able to stumble upon a more sustainable path very quickly.

I want it to have the side effect of purifying (at least in part) the burial mounds. It’s a form of suppression that, over time, purifies.

Absolutely, this is something that will also work on the saber spirit. This is a fix it, damnit

The End: SangCheng wedding

It all comes to a head at their wedding. It’s a natural end to both their romantic plotline (the shift from friends, to friends with benefits, to power couple, to terrifying husbands) and the other driving action (things only seem to happen near the great sects.)

It’s a week of party, and everything goes down right before the wedding, like, the night before

Wen Ning was the test subject, and the Class of ‘84 is abducted (via talisman) to a secret location, the goal of which is to turn them into (non-zombie) puppets so that Jin Guangshan can control them. Thing more Manchurian Candidate than Renfield

This is, of course, a blatant parallel to the Guanyin Temple, where the major players are either brought back or subbed in.

Jiang Cheng, Nie Mingjue, WN, Wei Wuxian, and Lan Wangji are all there, as is Su She

Jin Guangshan takes Jin Guangyao’s role, Jin Zixuan takes Lan Xichen’s place (I trusted you!) and Jiang Yanli takes Jin Ling’s place

Wen Qing and MianMian are also there, though they don’t have a direct parallel

I think Wen Ning still arrives, like, half way through and bursts down the door with Nie Mingjue, because that’s fucking poetry right there. (Lan Xichen should also get to have fun, and if they’re there, Meng Yao is there)

And if Meng Yao is there, then perhaps he should have a stab at Jin Guangshan. Though, I don’t think Jin Zixuan would like that

I think the most fitting end is that Jin Guangshan is subject to the weight of his own hubris. His cultivation is high, which helped to a certain extent, but this isn’t the sort of cultivation that can be brute-strengthed. Best case scenario, you have Wen Rohan. Worst case, you blow yourself up. I’m not sure if a Qi Deviation or literal explosion would be better here.

They marry, and live happily ever after

Jiang Yanli might also announce that she’s pregnant...and Jiang Cheng might cry “HIS NAME IS JIN LING COURTESY RULAN AND HE’S A GODDAMN MESS BUT HE TRIES SO HARD I MISS HIM SO MUCH"

Well, that’s all she wrote, folks! I’m going to be writing bits and pieces of this, at least, and I’m more than willing to take suggestions! If there’s something you want to see written out, let me know!

#the untamed #sj writes the untamed #sangcheng #the great sangcheng time travel fix it fic project #fic update

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foularcadebanana · 3 years

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The Untamed Fall Fest Masterlist

It is TIME! I have written fics for all of the days (but one, I’m working on it, kinda, sotra). So it’s time for me to sort this shit out into one huge trashcan aka the masterlist. Enjoy!

Day 1- (There will come a day when I will write this prompt...today is not that day.)

Day 2- Family

Jiang Cheng needs a break, Wei Wuxian gives it to him: tumblr , ao3

Jiang Cheng wants to go for a swim on a pleasant day, but he can't because of sect leader duties. He doesn't know, however, that Wei Wuxian has the same idea as him, and wherever Wei Wuxian goes, chaos follows.

Day 3- Harvest

Always find your way back home: tumblr , ao3

Jin Ling and his jiujiu sit on the rooftop at Lotus Pier and look at the stars in the sky.

Day 4- Thankful

I Forgive You: tumblr , ao3

Wei Wuxian stood in front of the Ancestral Hall, having a mini-breakdown, and Jiang Cheng found him.

Day 5- Latern

The Lantern Ceremony: tumblr , ao3

Jin Ling invites his friends to Lotus Pier to attend the Lantern Ceremony, but his friends are unaware of the fact that Sect Leader Jiang, the Sandu Shengshou, is going to come with them.

Day 6- Foliage

Smothering You with Love: tumblr , ao3

It's just another day in the life of Nie Huaisang studying at Gusu. Wei Wuxian gets distracted and gets into trouble, Nie Huaisang sneaks a canary into class, and Jiang Cheng gets smothered in leaves.

Day 7- Reunion

To Forgive and Forget: tumblr , ao3

'Jiang Cheng did not know what to make of Sect Leader Nie’s visit to Lotus Pier. It had been a few months since the Guanyin Temple incident, but Jiang Cheng was still wary of him. Especially since the Sect Leader could have chosen any other time period to visit him, but he chose to visit Jiang Cheng when Wei Wuxian was temporarily residing under his roof.'

Day 8- Lan Xichen

Lan Xichen: A Good Friend, A Better Uncle and A Helper of People ; tumblr , ao3

Lan Xichen misunderstands Jiang Wanyin's and Jin Ling's interactions and their relationship, leading to his meddling in their personal lives.

Day 9- Nostalgia & Day 10- Rain

Can't Lose You Again: tumblr , ao3

Heavy rains are pouring down on Lan Wangji and Wei Ying when Wei Ying disappears from Lan Wangji's sight.

Day 11- Layers

I would do anything for you: tumblr , ao3

Jiang Yanli misses her brother(s) and Jin Zixuan is there for her, along with a baby Jin Rulan tucked into Jin Zixuan's arms.

Day 12- Change

Some things are never meant to change: tumblr , ao3

Jin Ling walks through the corridors of Koi Tower, missing the various people in his family. His jiujiu (and his clarity bell) is there for him.

Day 13- Fruit & Day 14- Savour

Call Me Jiujiu: tumblr , ao3

Where Jiang Cheng is so worried about Jin Ling that he unknowingly uncles all three of Jin Ling's friends, his own brother, and his brother-in-law/brother's fiancée.

Day 15- Golden & Day 16- Bundle

I'm Sorry for Hurting You: tumblr , ao3

Wei Wuxian wakes up early in the morning to receive Jin Ling and the rest of the juniors into the Cloud Recesses.

Day 17- Falling & Day 18- Crisp

Tell him the Truth: tumblr , ao3

Wei Wuxian has a premonition about his future, and decides to do something to change it.

Day 19- Windy

Rabbit Stew: tumblr , ao3

The juniors have a day off at the Cloud Recesses and decide to spend it somewhere special.

Day 20- Spice

Food, Fights and Brotherly Love (Part 1): tumblr , ao3

'Jiang Yanli stood in the kitchen, watching her brothers fighting out of the window. Just as she put the spices into the lotus root and pork ribs soup she had prepared; she remembered all of the times Wei Wuxian had attempted to prepare Yunmeng’s traditional dishes in the past years.'

Day 21- Rustle & Day 22- Warmth

Keeping Your Promise: tumblr , ao3

Wei Wuxian may not have kept his promise, but Jiang Cheng makes sure to keep his.

Day 23- Letter & Day 24- Gather

Letters to an old friend: tumblr , ao3

It starts with a formal/personal letter from Nie Huaisang to Jiang Cheng, and then Jiang Cheng writes back. Letters fly back and forth with messages, and things start to slowly change. Jin Ling helps.

Day 25- Ghost

The Water Ghost: tumblr , ao3

Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng get rid of a water ghost haunting the lake in Lotus Pier.

Day 26- Remains

Food, Fights(,Fever) and Brotherly Love (Part 2): tumblr , ao3

Wei Wuxian finds out that Jiang Cheng has a fever and takes care of him.

Day 27-Fright & Day 28- Decay

I will be okay: tumblr , ao3

Wei Wuxian and Jin Ling find out that Jiang Cheng was severely wounded in a hunt, and rush to him.

Day 29- Carving

A Thousand Rules More: tumblr , ao3

Everyone always wondered the true reason for the Gusu Lan sect rules to have increased from 2,000 to 3,000. They suspected almost everyone, but only Lan Qiren knew who the true culprits were. It was the pair of uncle and nephew that no one seemed to suspect. Jiang Wanyin and Jin Ling.

Day 30- Trick or Treat

Going Trick or Treating: tumblr , ao3

Jiang Cheng and Jin Ling go trick or treating with Wei Wuxian, Lan Wangji and Lan Sizhui.

Day 31- Wei Wuxian

The Guide to being a fun-er and cooler uncle by Jiang Cheng (or how to become more like Wei Wuxian): tumblr , ao3

Where after having an argument with Jin Ling, Jiang Cheng decides to become a much cooler and more fun uncle. Or the one where Jiang Cheng decides to become a better Wei Wuxian than even Wei Wuxian could ever hope to be.

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ibijau · 4 years

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Worst engagement AU // on AO3

The war ends, the boys get married, life is good

final chapter of the story y’all!! I am... more than a little emotional TAT Thanks to everyone who followed this story, and reblogged it, and extra special thanks to those people who chatted in the tags because honestly that made my day each time TAT This fic has been a fucking adventure and I wouldn’t have managed without y’all reading it TAT

Nothing has changed. Nie Huaisang is engaged to Lan Xichen, as he already was. He’s in love with Lan Xichen, as he already was. Lan Xichen loves him which… he wasn’t sure of, but he had strong suspicions about that, so it’s not exactly new either.

Everything is still the same.

Everything is different, because Nie Huaisang wakes up to strong arms holding him, to his face pressed against warm skin, to tangled legs, to a dozen proofs that he didn’t dream, that Lan Xichen is still alive, that they are in love, that they’re going to marry not because they were ordered to, but because they want it. Nie Huaisang grins to himself, giddy with happiness after months of bleakness.

When Lan Xichen too wakes up, Nie Huaisang sees his joy mirrored on his fiancé’s face and he has to kiss him once, and twice, and enough times that he starts losing count, his mind empty of anything but the happiness of knowing Lan Xichen is there with him.

They were good last night, both of them too exhausted to do more than fall in bed and quickly drift to sleep as they clung to each other, but that was last night. This morning Nie Huaisang doesn’t see any reason to be so well behaved. It’s not unwelcome anyway. Lan Xichen doesn’t protest or stop him as his kisses grow more insistent, nor when his hands start wandering and caressing in a way they never got to before, exploring the warm skin hidden by Lan Xichen’s inner clothes. Nie Huaisang starts pressing biting kisses down his fiancé’s throat and playing with the hem of his pants, just as a suggestion for Lan Xichen to take or reject.

A knock on the door interrupts what otherwise promised to be the best morning Nie Huaisang ever spent in the Cloud Recesses. Even like this it’s tempting to ignore this unwanted visitor, until they hear Lan Qiren’s voice, threatening to enter if they don’t answer.

Lan Xichen throws an arm over his eyes and sighs deeply, as if this exact moment is the very worst thing he’s ever gone through.

“I’ll be here in a moment, uncle!” he announces as loud as he can without breaking even more rules, before dropping his arm to smile weakly at Nie Huaisang. “I’ll probably be leaving the Cloud Recesses after talking with uncle but… I’ll come back to you as soon as I can.”

Just like that, reality creeps back into Nie Huaisang’s perfect little bubble of happiness. There’s still a war out there. The people he loves are all alive for now, but that can change at any moment.

Nie Huaisang curls up on himself as he sits up, unable to so much as look at Lan Xichen now. All of this could end at any moment, the Wens could return to the Cloud Recesses this very instant and slaughter them like they did to Lotus Piers, or they might catch Lan Xichen alone later and kill him then, or he’ll disappear like Wei Wuxian and never be found, or fall in battle, or…

He feels movement on the mattress as Lan Xichen too sits up, his fiancé’s hands on his, trying to catch his attention, thumbs rubbing circles on his skin. Nie Huaisang refuses to look and wants to tear his hands away. Everything felt so good and perfect earlier, but now…

“Give me a second,” Lan Xichen asks, dropping a careful kiss on his forehead before getting off from the bed.

Instead of getting dressed as Nie Huaisang expects, Lan Xichen walks directly to the door, barefoot and in nothing but his inner clothes. Shocked out of his bout of misery, Nie Huaisang looks up as his fiancé exchanges a few words with Lan Qiren, demanding further delay before coming to talk about whatever he’s needed for. Although Lan Qiren is hidden from his eyes Nie Huaisang can tell he’s not happy about this whole situation, and yet Lan Xichen doesn’t back down. Nie Huaisang can’t quite catch what they’re saying, but he can tell when Lan Xichen wins the argument, closing the door again with a satisfied smile. A little puzzled over what happened, Nie Huaisang tries to leave the bed as well (there’s so much to do, there’s always so much to do) but Lan Xichen stops him with a gesture as he starts searching among the clothes he so carefully folded last night.

“Sit down,” Lan Xichen asks, pulling his xiao from its qiankun bag. “I’ll play for you.”

Nie Huaisang quickly obeys. He doesn’t even need to ask what Lan Xichen intends to play, though he feels embarrassed that his mood was so obvious. His only defence is that nobody has really paid attention to that since he arrived in the Cloud Recesses, and so he’s stopped trying to hide… but Lan Xichen isn’t just anybody, of course he noticed.

“Don’t you have important things to do?” Nie Huaisang mumbles as he gets in a meditative position on the bed.

“This is important too,” Lan Xichen replies without hesitation. “Uncle can wait. And when I talk to him, I’ll tell him that you might need that song played to you. I can’t solve everything that’s wrong in our lives at the moment, A-Sang, but this… this I can do, and I will.”

Even the song doesn’t solve everything, no more than it did the times before. But like before, Nie Huaisang at least finds that his terror and distress are a little less sharp after and when Lan Xichen has to go, Nie Huaisang can kiss him and say goodbye and truly hope that they’ll see each other again soon.

It surprises Nie Huaisang a little when Lan Qiren does, in fact, start playing that soothing song for him once a week. He doesn’t think his fiancé’s uncle likes him much, partly due to some of the mischief he got up to as a student, partly because his failure to pass at the end of his first year must be a stain on the teacher’s career. And yet Lan Qiren plays that music for him, simply because Lan Xichen asked him to, and slowly Nie Huaisang finds himself dealing with things a little better.

Away from the Cloud Recesses, the war continues. Nie Huaisang starts paying more attention to that. Most of what reaches him is nothing but gossip of course, but whenever Lan Xichen comes home to discuss the situation with his uncle, Nie Huaisang gets to be there and to find out what’s true. So far, it seems that the wildest rumours are usually the ones closest to the truth.

Like when Wei Wuxian is found alive, refusing to say where he’s spent the last three months or how he’s suddenly a master in a brand new form of cultivation that he might have invented while he was gone. From what Lan Xichen says, and the letters from Jiang Cheng and Jin Zixuan he passes on to Nie Huaisang, Wei Wuxian’s new powers are nothing short of terrifying, and this alone should shorten the war. They’re all worried about him though. Jiang Cheng in particular, every time he writes, does that thing of his where he gets angry to avoid showing he’s sad. Something happened to Wei Wuxian, and it has changed him.

Another big rumour is about a new Qinghe Nie disciple named Meng Yao. Nie Huaisang never gets the whole story until after the war, but what he hears during it is this: this young man, this boy really since he’s roughly the same age as Nie Huaisang, somehow rose to become Nie Mingjue’s second-in-command for a few weeks, then was welcomed into Lanling Jin because apparently he’s actually one of Jin Guangshan’s many, many bastards, and Jin Zixuan has decided to help out his half-siblings if he can. Only that backfires when this Meng Yao fellow just murders a Jin commander, right in front of Nie Mingjue, and escapes to maybe join Qishan Wen. Only it later turns out that Meng Yao has gone there with Jin Zixuan’s blessing to be a double agent, one who saves Nie Mingjue’s life when he is captured (although the details of how, exactly, he saves his former employer’s life seem to have provoked some argument between them) and he’s the one who kills Wen Ruohan, ending the war, and…

And so, the war is over.

The sons of a servant and of a prostitute shorten it by months, by years even perhaps. Wei Wuxian is acclaimed for the victories he’s won on the battlefield. Meng Yao, soon given the courtesy name Jin Ziyao by Jin Zixuan, earns his place in the family in which his father apparently never wanted him to join. From what Nie Huaisang hears, Madam Jin is not particularly happy about this development, but cannot object when Jin Zixuan, Lan Xichen and even Nie Mingjue points out all that Jin Ziyao has done for the Sunshot Campaign.

The war is over.

It is over, and they won.

Because mourning periods must be observed, it is still another few months before Nie Huaisang and Lan Xichen can marry. In the meanwhile Nie Huaisang goes back to the Unclean Realm where there is much work to be done.

It is odd to be back there, knowing when he leaves it again, it will be for good. Without anyone to play music for him Nie Huaisang falls into occasional bouts of melancolia again, but months of Lan Qiren playing for him seemed to have healed him enough that his mood never really got as bad as it used to, or at least never for long. It also helps that there is so much to do. New territories to be assessed, war prisoners to check on, debt to pay, the wounded to heal, the wedding to prepare…

Then suddenly, Lan Xichen’s mourning is over, and the wedding is there.

Nie Huaisang feels nearly dizzy on his last day in the Unclean Realm, as Nie Mingjue and Nie Zonghui help him pack the last of his possessions. His whole life now lies in a dozen wooden chests. His fans, his paintings, his best robes, all his brushes, his books. It feels so little, and it feels so much. It’s terrifying that everything is about to change, and it is just as scary the intensity with which Nie Huaisang craves that change. He has barely seen Lan Xichen since the end of the war but they’ve written to each other as often as they’ve been able to and it only strengthened Nie Huaisang’s conviction that this is what he wants for his future.

He wants this.

He still spends most of that last night cuddling his brother who is just as emotional about seeing him leave. There might be a few tears spilled, although Nie Mingjue firmly denies it. Nie Huaisang teases him about, because Nie Mingjue thinks he’s so tough now that he’s the oldest leader among the Great Sects and he has a title, but really he’s still as much of a brat as Nie Huaisang himself.

Even if things are good with Lan Xichen, it’s a relief of sorts when Nie Mingjue promises his brother that should things go wrong, he’ll always have his place in the Unclean Realm, that it will always be home, even if he’s making a new one in the Cloud Recesses.

“Even if things go bad because I’m the one messing up?” Nie Huaisang.

“Yes, you brat. It’s an unconditional promise. I don’t think you could mess up badly enough to make him give up on you at this point, though. He’s stupidly in love, which shows even the best education can’t give you taste.”

Nie Huaisang pinches his brother for that remark, which soon turns into a playfight like they haven’t done in years. Nie Huaisang is proud of himself for holding his own pretty well, though he still ends up having to yield.

It’s a little weird to walk around with that veil on his face, but the Lan elders insisted that it would be a break of tradition for Nie Huaisang not to have it. Lan Xichen negotiated for it to be a more translucent veil than usual so that they both get to enjoy the ceremony. Initially Nie Huaisang was somewhat indifferent on the matter, but now he’s glad both that he can see what’s around him, and that he doesn’t have to bother about hiding his emotions.

He almost cries when Lan Xichen helped him down the sedan. His fiancé looks amazing in red and gold, it accentuates his jade skin, his ink black hair. Lan Xichen is always handsome but like this he is breathtaking. Nie Huaisang is so distracted that he almost falls on the ground as he gets down from the sedan, only to be rescued in time by Lan Xichen.

“It’s becoming a habit,” Lan Xichen chuckles against his ear as he helps him on his feet.

“I guess I just can’t help falling for you,” Nie Huaisang retorts.

There’s no veil on Lan Xichen’s face to hide the way he blushes, how he looks at Nie Huaisang in wonder, as if even now he can’t quite believe this is real, and… Nie Huaisang’s heart speeds up because he loves him so much, they are getting married, and maybe he’s also having trouble realising it’s all real. He just wants all this stupid ceremonial to be over already so they can take those damn bows and just be together already.

Of course, that’s too much to ask. A sect leader’s marriage is too important an event to be rushed, and the Lans love their traditions too much. There’s a dozen steps to follow before they can go to the ancestral hall to take their bows before their guests, and even when they get there, Lan Qiren has to delay everything by starting a long winded lecture about their duties and what marriage means in Gusu Lan.

Nie Huaisang’s attention starts drifting away about ten words in, and hidden by his veil, he takes the chance to look around at the assembly.

The first face he spots, mostly because he’s so stupidly tall, is Nie Mingjue who looks like he’s trying hard not to cry. Of course to anyone who doesn’t know him that might pass as a scowl, but… Nie Huaisang knows better. His brother can act as stern as he likes, he’s a sap. Jin Ziyao, standing next to Nie Mingjue, has the smile of someone who also knows what his former employer’s expression really means, which makes Nie Huaisang grin. Things are a little tense still between those two, but everyone agrees that with a little more time, they might get back to the good relationship they briefly had during the war, when they worked together.

Not far from these two, Jiang Yanli and Jin Zixuan are standing together, whispering quietly under Wei Wuxian's suspicious gaze and Jiang Cheng's resigned one. Something happened during the war, which Nie Huaisang is still trying to get the full story for. Some business about soup that Jiang Yanli made for her former fiancé, only for an ambitious servant girl to take the credit. If Jiang Cheng hadn't happened to notice that soup during a visit to Jin Zixuan and explained the truth, things might have gone bad. Instead, Jin Zixuan ended up thanking Jiang Yanli for what he apparently called ‘the best part of his days’ (Jiang Cheng reported this to Nie Huaisang with a grimace) and they started chatting whenever they had time for it. It is now almost certain that these two will resume their engagement when their own mourning is over.

Wei Wuxian is not happy about that. In fairness, he's not happy about much these days. Jiang Cheng is getting pretty anxious about what happened to his adopted brother while he was gone, as is Lan Wangji. Nie Huaisang hasn't been able to do much on that subject, all the way up in Qinghe, but he's determined to get the truth into the light now that he'll be closer. If nothing else, maybe that soothing song which helped Nie Huaisang will do Wei Wuxian some good as well. He'll start throwing the idea around next month, when he goes to Lotus Piers for that brotherhood oath that Jiang Cheng has demanded to take with Nie Huaisang.

"A-Sang," Lan Xichen whispers, low enough others shouldn't hear. "Pay attention, it's almost time."

Hunching his shoulders, Nie Huaisang feels grateful for the veil that hides how he blushes at being caught like this. Lan Xichen doesn't seem upset though, clearly knowing the effect his uncle's lecture can have on others.

When finally Lan Qiren finishes his drawn out speech, Nie Huaisang and Lan Xichen step forward. Lan Xichen undoes the white ribbon on his forehead, and together their tie it around their wrists before taking their three bows. When they stand up for the final time, it's done.

They are married.

Nie Huaisang’s hands start trembling from the shock of that realisation. He has spent nearly half his life waiting for this moment, either with dread or anticipation, and it's over now. They are married. If he could, if it weren't a breach of tradition and decorum, Nie Huaisang would kiss his husband right now. Lan Xichen looks down at him with such wonder on his face that he knows it wouldn't be unwelcome.

There’s still more stupid ceremonies and traditions to go through before that. Nie Huaisang bears with it as patiently as he can until finally, finally it is time for them to retire from the ceremony and go to their new home. Nie Huaisang doesn’t pay attention to anything on the way there, except for the warm sensation of Lan Xichen’s hand in his and the way his husband can’t stop smiling, how gorgeous he is like that.

When the door closes behind them, when they are alone at last, Nie Huaisang feels so nervous and excited that he’s sure he must be vibrating from it. He wants to tear away that stupid veil and just kiss Lan Xichen already, but through an immense effort of self-control, he doesn’t.

“Won’t my husband uncover me?” he asks, delighting in the way Lan Xichen blushes at the word, the slight gasp he can’t contain, the way he smiles as if this is the best day of his life, as if nothing in the world could be better than this exact moment.

“If my husband wishes,” Lan Xichen replies, which sends Nie Huaisang’s heart racing and his cheeks burn.

He’ll have to tell Lan Xichen not to call him that too much, because the embarrassment might kill him. He’ll have to tell him to say the word husband over and over again, because he loves the way it sounds in Lan Xichen’s voice.

Before anything else, Lan Xichen undoes the knot on the ribbon that tie their wrists, gently tying it again on Nie Huaisang’s arm in a gesture that feels almost too intimate. Then, with great care, Lan Xichen takes the hem of Nie Huaisang’s veil and slowly lifts it, revealing his face. Nie Huaisang knows he probably doesn’t look like much at the moment, he’s blushing so much, and his eyes must be red as well from trying not to cry, and he’s grinning like a fool. But Lan Xichen must like what he sees because as soon as the veil is out of the way, he lowers his hands to Nie Huaisang’s cheeks and pulls him into a kiss, as if he cannot wait a second more, as if he too has been biding his time all day.

Nie Huaisang half laughs into the kiss, too giddy to contain himself, and throws his arms around his husband’s neck to keep him close, as close as they can be.

They are married, and Nie Huaisang never thought it was possible to feel so happy.

It’s still mostly dark when Nie Huaisang opens his eyes again and half panics because he can’t breathe right. He struggles and kicks until he can free himself, only to hear a discontent grunt and be pulled back into a tight embrace.

As his eyes get used to the meagre light and his brain continues waking up, Nie Huaisang realises where he is and relaxes. This unfamiliar room is his own now. That tight embrace is his husband's, who even in sleep can't seem to let him go. Nie Huaisang chuckles quietly at the idea, wondering if anyone else would ever guess how clingy Lan Xichen, the mighty Zewu-Jun, can be in private.

Clingy doesn't even begin to cut it. Last night was… well, Nie Huaisang has no complaints about that. He used to think that his married life would be a cold one, but that clearly won't be the case. Lan Xichen is, to put it mildly, very enthusiastic about marital activities, and Nie Huaisang can't wait to show him some of his more private books to give him a few ideas on how to use all that enthusiasm. Even just like this though, being together was better than Nie Huaisang expected. Of course his only basis for comparison is that afternoon with Jin Zixuan. It's funny how different last night felt. It was mostly the same acts, but with this much pent up emotion behind them, driven by desire rather than just curiosity…

So far, married life is pretty good.

If he could, Nie Huaisang would go back to sleep. It’s awfully early, they’ve had a long day yesterday, and today promises to be longer still, with more celebrations they’ll have to take part in. Sleep, however, eludes him. There’s too much to think about, too much novelty. After trying for a while to close his eyes and wait, Nie Huaisang gives up and decides to just leave the bed.

That’s easier said than done. Lan Xichen really is clingy, and he’s stronger than anyone has any reasonable excuse to be, so it’s a struggle to escape him and not be caught back. Nie Huaisang manages in the end, and makes a mental note to tease his husband about it later.

For now, he dresses up and takes a moment to wander a bit around the house. Their house. He hasn’t had a chance to see it before. It used to be Lan Xichen’s father’s house, and since it was left relatively untouched by the fire, it’s theirs now.

In his letters, Lan Xichen has somewhat hinted that he isn’t too happy with this state of affairs and would have preferred to live nearly anywhere else in the Cloud Recesses. A sect leader must have a house worthy of his rank though, and the circumstances make it difficult to justify building a new one. Maybe in some years, when everything else has stabilised… until then, they’ll make do with this. Nie Huaisang is intent on decorating this place and leaving his mark everywhere. Lan Xichen, so far, hasn’t explained why it upsets him to have anything in common with his father, but it doesn’t matter. If Lan Xichen is upset, then Nie Huaisang will do his best to distract him from it.

As the night gets lighter, Nie Huaisang quickly explores a few rooms. This one will make a great office for Lan Xichen, that one needs to be tidied but could be used by Nie Huaisang to paint because the light in it must be perfect during the day. Here to see guests, there to welcome family and friends… there are even rooms that could be great for children, when they decide how to deal with that.

Dawn is fast approaching when Nie Huaisang gets to the house’s entrance. He’s tempted to go for a walk, even if technically that’s a break of curfew. Hopefully, being the sect leader’s husband gives him a few special rights.

He only makes it through the door of the Hanshi before he has to stop in his tracks. There, in front of the house, there’s an old tree to which he barely paid attention yesterday when he came in. Now, he can’t take his eyes off of it.

On the branch of that tree hangs a bird-feeder.

Not only that, but there’s a few sparrows enjoying breakfast in the first ray of the sun, chattering between themselves and fighting for the best seeds. It’s nothing much, it’s just sparrows, but Nie Huaisang feels himself grinning at the sight. It’s just sparrows, and wild ones at that, but they’re his birds, his husband’s way of making him feel at home and he could almost cry from how emotional that’s making him.

All thoughts of a walk gone, Nie Huaisang sits on the porch of his home, watching his birds.

Then, because life is good, before very long he hears some ruffling behind him. The sparrows freeze for a second at the noise, a few even flying away, but most quickly go back to their feast as Lan Xichen sits down right behind Nie Huaisang, covering both of them with a blanket before wrapping his arms around his husband’s waist.

“You were gone,” Lan Xichen sleepily mutters, just a hint of reproach as he buries his face in the crook of Nie Huaisang’s neck.

“But you found me. Is it okay to stay here a bit?”

In answer Lan Xichen shrugs and vaguely grumbles, already relaxing against Nie Huaisang’s back, as if he’s already falling asleep again. Nie Huaisang bites his lips not to laugh, not wanting to scare the birds or wake his poor tired husband again. He puts his hands on Lan Xichen’s and leans into the embrace, a wide smile on his lips.

Life is good, and he can’t wait to see what awaits the two of them.

#xisang #worst engagement au #jau writes #I have a LOT of emotions right now fuck #125K in two months like wtf???#how did this happen?#It happened because people were kind that's how it happened!!#also I'll probably revisit this AU in the future because I still have some unfilled prompts that sound fun!!#but for now wow it's over and that's just... a big feeling

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ceescedasticity · 4 years

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@tanoraqui regarding your AU idea:

Have some disconnected fragments!:

Jiang Yanli was very seriously injured, and very genuinely distraught, and people treating her like something breakable was not in any way new.

It took far too long to realize what was happening.

She asked them to reduce the pain medication they were giving her ahead of Jiang Cheng's next visit, so she could have a more coherent conversation with him. If anything they increased it, and she only dimly remembered an explanation that he was taking Jin Ling to see Lotus Pier.

She asked for perhaps some different robes than stark unornamented white — she had been widowed for over a year, now, and A-Ling was getting old enough she wanted to look less like a ghost when he saw her again. No different robes appeared.

She asked what options there were to get around, if as it seemed she would, at best, be unable to walk for a very long time. She was planning to perhaps steer things in the direction of 'Lotus Pier doesn't have nearly as many stairs'. But they brushed off the questions completely.

She asked for writing supplies so she could send her brother a letter. None were forthcoming.

Finally Jin Guangyao came in, and bowed most respectfully, and knelt by her couch to speak to her.

"Sect Leader Jiang will be visiting Koi Tower again soon," he said.

"There are some things you should understand before he does."

She was "mad with grief". Everyone knew this.

If anyone came to not know this, Jin Guangyao very carefully did not exactly say, things might not go well for her. Or for Jin Ling.

And yes, of course Sect Leader Jiang would react badly if his nephew or his sister died under Jin Sect's watch. One might say he would react… imprudently.

"You look terribly pale, Madam Jin. I've overtaxed you. I'm so sorry, I'll call your maid and your doctor immediately."

Fragment 2:

At first she wasn't expecting working on her cultivation to do more than fill up a few of the endless, endless hours. What does she care anyway, now, if she feels dizzy or has a few heart palpitations? No one is around to worry for her except her watcher-maids. Maybe it would give Jin Guangyao a scare.

But that didn't happen.

No dizziness, no shakiness, none of the worse symptoms that made even Madam Yu stop pushing her. Meditation isn't frightening anymore. She can work with her spiritual energy until exhaustion with a clear head and a steady pulse. If this keeps up for years… It's late for her to form a functional golden core, very late, but it's not out of the question.

Maybe the injury… knocked something loose, somehow.

Or maybe she should have tried cultivation while reclining with her feet up years ago.

She doesn't know whether she wants to laugh or cry.

She does neither, but keeps cultivating, month after month, year after year, closing her eyes and pretending she's dozing.

She doesn't know where her sword is now, and she never did much with it anyway, but it turns out with enough practice you can send spiritual energy into an embroidery needle.

Fragment 3:

Her company, little as it is, falls in three categories.

The first and largest is Jin Guangyao and his creatures. Her doctors. (Not the first doctor, she thinks — not the one who saved her life despite all expectations — but that woman died not even a year after Jiang Yanli was recovered enough to take any notice of doctors. The four since then have been, although surely not the most valued of tools or he wouldn't dispose of them so freely.) Her 'maids'. (And how she wishes she could trust the people she's forced to rely on to help her to the toilet.) Su Minshan.

Then there are the risks, those Jin Guangyao is concerned about and demands her cooperation in deceiving, whose visits he always monitors — her brother, mainly, and her son as a source of information to her brother. Madam Jin, until she died.

(She doesn't know which category Jin Guangshan would have fallen into, because he never appeared. She's not sorry to not have encountered him while helpless, and it makes no difference in the end, but she would have liked to know whether Jin Guangyao started this at his father's behest.)

And there are the ones he dismisses. Not on his side, but not threats.

This does not include the servants, for which she must give Jin Guangyao credit. Many men — and more than a few women, among them her mother and Madam Jin — would have made that mistake. No, any servant who spends more than a minute in Jiang Yanli's presence is working for Jin Guangyao first. (There is more overturn in staff than there was in Lotus Pier, before. She isn't sure whether things are just different in Lanling or if Jin Guangyao is disposing of them.)

It does include Nie Huaisang.

He sent her a painted fan 'to brighten her rooms' late in the first year when word got around that she was confined by 'illness'. It was not the only pity-gift she'd received in that period, and at the time it hadn't annoyed her any less than the others, but after she calmed down she did appreciate that it was painted only with aesthetically pleasing birds, without heavyhanded symbolism.

(If she's going to be cast as the hysterical madwoman anyway, she may as well throw a fit at anything… overly embellished with peonies. Keepsakes of Zixuan's may have peonies. Gifts from A-Ling may have peonies. Nothing else needs peonies.) (Lotuses are allowable, but she doesn't like getting those from absolutely everyone, either.)

He sent another fan a year or two later, a few months after his unexpected ascension to Sect Leader. —The gossip of the maids when the fan was delivered was in fact how she learned of Nie Mingue's death, as well as the general poor opinion of the new Sect Leader.

Not handling Chifeng-zun's death well, they tutted.

Not handling anything very well, they tittered.

Sect Leader Nie himself stumbles into her secluded courtyard a while after that, while Koi Tower is abuzz with Jin Guangyao's elevation to Chief Cultivator. Nie Huaisang flutters his fan and compliments the embroidery she is (supposedly) working on, and her maid isn't quite confident enough to try to chase out a Sect Leader, even one like this. Instead the maid stands by in increasingly thinly veiled annoyance as Nie Huaisang rambles on about his birds, and when Jiang Yanli suggests they could use some more tea she actually goes.

With the maid gone, she dares probe for more information about the outside world. "You're here for the ceremonies, then?"

"Well, yes, and," he ducks behind his fan, "also to ask San-ge's advice on a few things, I'm so over my head it's shameful, I really don't know what I'd do, he's such a help and support to me, it's almost hard to believe he killed my brother, I really rely on him."

His fan flutters, but his eyes eyes, watching her over the top of it, are rock-steady.

They shouldn't count on even a minute before the maid returns. Jiang Yanli wishes she could rise, could lean across the table and grab his hand. Her fingers twist in the embroidery instead. "Believe it," she says. "I'm sure he had something to do with his father's death, maybe Madam Jin's too, and he's threatened A-Ling, and I'm just here to keep my brother on a leash, and— You should believe it."

(That and was Qiongqi Path, and oh, she wants to include that — wants to say the architect of her imprisonment was also the author of her worst suffering. Wants to say he set up my husband to be killed by my brother. But he might not have meant to. He might have sent Jin Zixuan there simply to undercut Jin Zixun — to stop Jin Zixun, even. She will not condemn a man for things he didn't do. Just for how ruthlessly he exploited the opportunities they gave him.)

Nie Huaisang closes his eyes for a moment. "Thank you, Madam Jiang."

And then the maid is back and they can't say anything else of substance.

But she's been seen. Someone knows that if she's mad it's not from grief.

And while she can't have any kind of honest, meaningful correspondence, no one seems to care if she and Nie Huaisang exchange art. Just harmless amusements for two weak, grieving, helpless people.

(They are, slowly, working towards some degree of coded communication, but not having been able to discuss a key ever is making it very slow to start.)

...aaaaaaaaaaand I should really get back to my preexisting writing commitments but I am pretty sure by the time Wei Wuxian crashes in the door she’s ready to escort them out with a swarm of spiritual-power-infused embroidery needles. and probably she’s suborned Qin Su at some point.

#other fic

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laryna6 · 4 years

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AU where JGS was not a bastard.

Recognized that Madam Jin was not into him, but their families arranged the marriage. Arranged a pregnancy without penetration with research into dual cultivation (ritual for a boy) and after the child was born Madam Jin went to visit her childhood friend at Lotus Pier and never moved back. Madam Yu was much happier than canon with her ‘friend’ with her.

Bought a prostitute with major skills in literature, music, conversation and entertainment to host social events at Koi Tower: despite reassuring her that sleeping with him was not required it was obvious she’d feel more secure with that kind of relationship and also wanted a child of her own after helping take care of JZX. The two of them sleeping together and JGS making it fairly public and making it clear that he thought highly of her also helped discourage idiot insults, since pointing out that she was a former prostitute = implying that the sect leader was an idiot for buying a prostitute.

JIn ZiXuan and Jin ZiYao growing up together. Madam Jin sending a letter saying she wanted the daughter she helped raise to marry her blood son (to substitute for her and Madam Yu not being able to get married) and JGS being ‘sure’ since his own arranged marriage worked out quite well and Jiang Yanli, growing up with her moms, would hopefully have heard their story and instead of being clingy or whatever would be open to sitting down with Jin ZiXuan and working out how to arrange for the two of them to be happy.

Madam Yu and her husband were focused on the sect in general, so Madam Jin helping her daughter Yanli with her cultivation, although a combination of sexism and Yanli just not having the best spiritual roots kept her from being chosen for sect head over JC - not that the parents wanted the sects to merge/a couple to have to split their time between the HQs.

Madam Jin sending a ‘what the hell?’ letter to JGS when gossip says he got a sixteen-year-old pregnant - he writes back that he went to Mo Village leading some trainees night hunting and in the process found a young couple had tried to elope but it ended in tragedy with the girl already pregnant. The girl’s family were not good people, so he decided to claim the child as his as an excuse to bring her back to Koi Tower. Mo XuanYu remains MXY due to not actually being a Jin.

JZX and Yanli surprise all four of their parents by actually falling in love? Madam Jin visiting for wedding planning: JGY’s mother is nervous that she’ll want to reclaim her place but Madam Jin makes it clear that she doesn’t want JGS back since she’s not into dudes. JGS sending Madam Jin letters gossiping about their son’s fail attempts at being romantic.

Jin ZiYao going to study at Cloud Recesses and crushing so effing hard on Lan XiChen, but the heir of the righteous Lan sect marrying the son of a prostitute? But things are heading towards war, and someone who turned the tide of the war would have a MUCH better shot at LXC, so JZiYao stabs Jin ZiXun for insulting his mother and defects to the Wens, sending his intel to NMJ because the Wen’s’d be looking for communications between him and his dad. Ends up killing WRH and saving NMJ”s life in the process, so NMJ swears brotherhood and becomes wingman in the LXC wooing, or rather Huaisang does because he has some idea what he’s doing in the romance dept. LXC is also pushing for the Lan sect to recognize gay marriage for the sake of his little brother’s happiness.

During one of Huaisang’s visits to Koi Tower for conspiring purposes *cough* I mean, ‘business with the chief cultivator,’ MXY crushes on him. Xue Yang is IDed as psycho and not accepted as a disciple. Instead the sects decide that WWX needs to destroy the Seal, and WWX doesn’t want to go to Gusu to work on it there, going to Lotus Pier would be putting that power in the Jiang sect’s hands since WWX is a sect member and the Nie said no since their saber spirits involve resentful energy and they don’t want the Seal near them, so the Jin sect is a neutral location with a library (also WWX is happy to be there bc shijie’s there doing wedding prep). LWJ volunteers to copy research material from the Gusu Library, so the gossip letters also contain ‘by the gods how can anyone be so clueless’ updates from JGS on the LWJ/WWX situation for Madam Yu to LOL at.

...WWX and JC being bridezillas. Shijie’s wedding MUST be perfect!

Oh, Qin Su - the Qin sect leader is impotent due to a qi deviation but he didn’t want that to get out/didn’t like the people who would inherit if he didn’t have a kid, so he asked his BFF to do that getting someone pregnant ritual. His wife was not happy about this until she was assured there was no penetration involved. Supposed to be a guaranteed son but strong yin energy something something Qin Su was determined to be a woman apparently. There wasn’t a second try for a boy because JGS was like ‘yeeeah it’d be kind of a dick move to contribute to my bio daughter getting passed over in favor of a guy,’ so she remained sect heir.

WWX finding out about the conception ritual and idly finding a way for two guys to have a kid (although they still need a surrogate mom) as a favor to Jin ZiYao’s attempted Romance and not at all because he’s thinking of LWJ. When the two hook up, Wen Qing volunteering to be the surrogate in the name of Research into methods for ensuring easier/safer pregnancy and childbirth.

Many years later, asexual!JC deciding that JGS had the right idea with buying and freeing a prostitute and then hiring her to provide the social graces he lacks and also he reallyreallywants a kid and his bro and sis refuse to let him kidnap theirs. So he gives Jin ZiYao’s mom like a ton of money and she goes to several cities/brothels and buys like a dozen people who seem nice and sends them to Lotus Pier for the job interview. Most of them end up sticking around so JC gets the harem master rep despite not sleeping with any of them. People doing harem intrigues to secure their children’s futures is averted by JC doting on ALL the kids instead of only one or two faves. There are so many puppies. And so many kids that JC, not JGS, ends up the one with the sex fiend rep.

(LIke, Madame Meng going ‘OFC you’re free to go, here’s some money, but if you want a job social manager for a Great Sect is a sweet gig I highly reommend, you get room board, lots of $ and Wen Qing as your family physician, the health care is A++ also cultivators to beat the shit out of anyone who looks down on you for being a former prostitute.Jiang Cheng doesn’t want to have sex with you, which is a bit unfortunate since cultivator guys are freaking hot’)

#mo dao zu shi #jin guangshan #all of the bunnies #bridezilla WWX #and it's not even his wedding

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