#wei ying x reader

[drama--universe]

Found

Requested by anonymous: Hello! I see the requests are open again!💘 I hope you don't mind one from me: How would Wei Wuxian, Lan Zhan, Lan Xichen, Meng Yao, Wen Ning and Xiao Xingchen react to a woman being found running, injured and scared? Because it turns out that someone has sent assassins to the reader's family and the reader is the only one who manages to escape, but the assassins are still after her. What would they do? How would they help?😔😔😔

Pairing: the untamed boys x fem!reader

Warnings: blood, assassins

Wei Wuxian:

he's just peacefully walking when he sees you

it's too late to move when he does, however

so you two collide quite painfully

he doesn't care much and instead asks if your okay

when you shake your head, he is also quick to worry

that's when he spots the blood that is splattered across your clothes

as well as the fresh cuts that lingered across your whole body

a sudden shout pulls both of you out of your thoughts

you hide behind Wuxian

he doesn't understand until he sees two men running towards the two of you

they're obviously assassins, their clothes say enough

so Wuxian pulls out his own sword while holding his other arm in front of you

maybe it's the fact that he's helping you or maybe just his aura, but you visibly relax

you aren't shaking much anymore, instead your just hidden now

although Wuxian can still hear he occasional sob or whimper from you

the two assassins are quickly disposed of by Wuxian

then he asks for more of an explanation

one your happy to give, telling him everything that came to mind as you retold what had happened

Wuxian takes you back to lotus pier so you're safe

and he'll surely help you find the actual culprit behind everything

Lan Zhan:

the usual stroll with all the disciplines was quiet

a bit too quiet even

until you stumbled out of the bushes

your eyes are bloodshot from crying, your hair a mess from running through the branches and your clothes are covered in blood and mud

most disciplines step back so you don't dirty their white and blue clothes

only Lan Zhan steps forward

your quick to explain everything, words faster than Lan Zhan can process

he picks out the most important points of your story

which happen to be massacre and assassins

just as he figured it out, five men jump from out of the woods

their swords are drawn out

Lan Zhan orders the younger ones to take care of it

then he guides you away

you are worried for the younglings left behind to fight, Lan Zhan is not

he knows they'll take care of it

he goes to check on them once you're safe inside

takes care of you for a few months and teaches you to defend yourself

also makes sure that an investigation starts about the demise of your clan

Lan Xichen:

you stumble to him around the time that he and Meng Yao are in hiding in the woods

you didn't know who either were, you only saw the house from afar

Xichen is kind enough to let you hide there from the assassins chasing you

they stick around for a few days, threatening him multiple times to tell them where you were

he always says the same

I don't know who you're looking for, but they're not here

stupidly enough, the assassins believe him after only 3 tries

you're just glad that they left

nonetheless, Xichen insists that you stay a bit longer

Meng Yao hasn't woken up yet and he's lonely

not that he says that to you, no

he just tells you that the assassins might still be near

which isn't a complete lie

Meng Yao:

he doesn't usually involve himself in stuff that doesn't have a profit for him

he calculates everything that he does, to the finest details

It was a bit of a surprise when he catches you in the forest as your first meeting

you looked scared, terrified even

not of him, but rather of the men following you

three men, dressed in black

they scattered when one spotted Meng Yao

he was kind enough to bring you back to his place in the Nie palace

brews you some tea to calm you down and carefully listens to your story

he later brings it up to Nie Huaisang, who later says it to his elder brother

which is what Meng Yao wanted to begin with, but he didn't want to do so himself

you're welcomed with open arms by other clans, who all offer to rebuild your clan

Sending pupils your way once everything is in fact rebuild

you can't get your savior out of your mind, you owned him your life

so you granted him anything that he wanted, whenever

he gladly took the offer, but claimed that he didn't want too ask for to much

at the end of this whole ordeal, Meng Yao was glad that he sent those assassins your way

Wen Ning:

he was practicing in the woods

he missed the target and was quite surprised when he heard a loud yelp

you came from the bushes, running through the river and one man followed

his arrow stuck in the stranger's shoulder

he doesn't really know what to do, freezing as you approached him

luckily for him, the other man doesn't continue after spotting him

you were quick to thank him for shooting the assassin behind you

to which Wen Ning shyly admitted that it wasn't intentional at all

you stare at him for a few seconds before bursting into giggles

he only looked down to the ground in embarrassment

but even with the embarrassment, he manages to stutter out that you should join him for dinner and get treated by his sister

you graciously accept his offer

his sister is very kind throughout the process of stitching and cleaning your wounds

all the while Wen Ning continues to stare your way

he wonders what happened to you

but he doesn't have to wonder for long as his sister asks

and you start to explain, the tears that started forming were clear to see

Wen Ning almost wanted to cry as well, the story sounded a bit too close to his own situation after all

which is why he convinces his sister to let you stay

before begging you to stay around with the promise that he'd take care of you

and that he does

Xiao Xingchen:

the street was empty, which is why it was so obvious that something was wrong with you

you were running on the street, a panicked look on your face

you tripped not far from him, in arms reach and Xingchen looks at you

he wasn't sure what to do at first, his heart said yes but his head said to not involve himself

his heart won when he saw a few men approaching, dressed in black and clearly there to kill you

his sword was pulled as he stood before you, staring at the man with a glare

the fight doesn't take long, the men are dead after only 10 minutes

while Xingchen cleans his sword, you were quick to get up and thank him

he doesn't say much, instead he just shortly nods before walking away

not expecting you to follow him

you do though, asking him if it was okay to stay as you feared to be alone

he accept the offer or at least until you reached a clan that would protect you

which takes a few weeks and he hates to admit that he's grown attached to you

he hoped you'd stay by his side, but you chose not to

instead, you plan to rebuild your own clan

but you make sure to tell him that he's always welcome to visit

he never gets said opportunity

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[mvskedxrtist]

Such a Bad Laozu

Wᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: PwP, Mommy Kink, Creampie, Slight Overstimulation, Choking, Slight Bondage

Nᴏᴛᴇ: I have lots of drafts saved up that I'm writing and waiting to post for you guys. I'm also adding one last fandom if you noticed my main masterlist. So, my planning, you'll see later but for now enjoy this small request

Lan!AFAB!Reader x Wei Wuxian - Such a Bad Laozu

Wei Wuxian... The Yilling Patriarch, the Yilling Laozu, demon spawn, Baba, Wei Ying, Ridiculous, many bad things.

Lan Y/N... The older Pearl of Gusu, Top three fighters, Mama, Ice Queen, the Gusu Princess, many good things.

Two completely opposite people, yet everyone saw them together most of the time during Gusu Lectures. No one knew of how Wei Wuxian was able to befriend the ice queen, not even her brothers knew... Well except Lan Xichen, but she made him promise that he didn't tell their little brother. And he's kept that promise, even to this day of how Wei Wuxian was in Mo Xuanyu's body. Lan Y/N could instantly tell it was her beloved. He wasn't able to fool her that easily.

So when Lan Wangji brought Wei Wuxian to Gusu those first few nights, you decided to have Wei Ying sleep in your palace because it made more sense then have him room with your brother. Mo Xuanyu was known for being gay so wouldn't him rooming with a woman be the best way so he's behaved? Everyone in Gusu thought so, especially Wei Wuxian.

"Wei Wuxian! The fact that you now come back here after all these years and yet decided to hide from me is shameful!" You yelled at him and pushed him onto your mat while the male looked flustered and chuckled softly. "Y/N..I know I shouldn't have."

"Oh that's definitely an understatement, Mr. Lazou. For leaving me alone these past 13 years, you will take all of my brunt." You smirked as you pulled his robes off. He looked a bit excited from your sudden change of attitude but he should of expected it. He left you alone for 13 years, he would definitely be pent up as well after finding out that his loved one was alive.

You used your Lan forehead ribbon and tied Wei Wuxian's hands up with it tight as you were on top of him. "Wow Mommy~... You better hope your brothers don't try to come in..." He teased you a bit while watching you take your robes off, getting back on top of him and wrapping your hand around his neck. "They won't. Xichen definitely won't and he'll make sure Wangji doesn't either. Now shut it."

The next few hours that went by were spent by you and Wei Wuxian fucking each other senseless like bunnies in heat, loud moans coming from the both of them. He couldn't really tell what time it was or how long they were going, he just knew that being with his pearl was amazing. "Fuck yes, Mommy~" He groaned while you were bouncing up and down his cock for probably the nth time. Squelching sounds could be heard from their hips connecting together, one look in your eyes told Wei Ying everything. He's gonna be exhausted when the sun rises.

And exhausted he was, he didn't even knew that Y/N had this much stamina until she made him cum inside of her ass for the fifth time. He could feel himself get sleepy, there probably only was a few hours left until it was time to get up yet you still wanted more from him. "Cmon, one last time, Wei Ying.." You panted softly while increasing your speed, moaning from how deep he went in you.

"B-but Mommy~ I don't think I can..~" He whined under his breath, tears in his eyes because of pleasure before you pulled his hair a bit, grabbing the ponytail. "But I know you can, baby~ Unless you're being a bad Laozu and refusing?.."

#top reader #my writing #smut #mvsked.writing #fem reader #femdxm #top fem reader #mdzs smut #mxtx mdzs #mdzs #wei wuxian #wei ying #yilling patriarch #yilling laozu #wei wuxian x reader #wei ying x reader

[bloomingapricots]

Eclipsing the Sun

Updated here first at AO3

Ending One Destiny’s Design, the best ending

Btw I edited chapter one a bit

Life | Destiny’s Design (here) | Threaded Fate

Chapter Two | Ending One | Destiny's Design

You slowly sat up from the mat you were laid on. You did not expect to survive your poisoning if you were to be honest.

“Oh, Xiongjie is awake!” A young voice commented, which you snapped your head to turn to look at.

“Oh my god.” you accidentally slipped out. “A-Yuan!?”

“Wen Duzhe,” you may or may not have screamed as you realized Lan Zhan was on the other side of your bed. As it turned out, you put yourself in a coma and missed the ending battle, as well as missed the discussion of what to do with the Wen remnants. Despite your contribution in bringing down a good majority of the Wens, there were many who called for your death, so Lan Zhan carried you to Yiling where the remnants of your clansmen are.

—

“Wen Duzhe!” Wei Ying ran up to you as you exited the hut you were staying at.

“Wei Wuxian,” You stated as you walked slowly toward Wei Ying.

“Wen Duzhe?” Wei Ying questioned as he slowed down after noticing your mood.

“W.e.i.W.u.x.i.a.n!” You are slowly repeating Wei Ying’s name. Wei Ying stopped five feet from you before slowly walking away from you. “You idiot!” you started chasing after Wei Ying when he started running from you.

“Wen Duzhe, why are you chasing me!?” Wei Ying yelped.

“Why, huh? I don’t know, maybe because you left me with your Sect!” you yelled your reply. As mentioned before, you had done the same stunt at Cloud Recesses before at Lotus Pier. But then Wei Ying had left with Wen Qing, leaving your unconscious self at Lotus Pier. Standing between Madam Jiang’s and Jiang Cheng’s wrath was Jiang Yanli as you befriended the girl back at Cloud Recesses. “Jiang Cheng did not like me back then, and he definitely does not like me right now!” You tackled Wei Ying to the ground and pinched his cheeks.

“Wait! Wait! Yield! I yield!” Wei Ying yelped as you started bonking his head with yours. “Please have mercy!”

—

You are in a meeting to discuss the future of the remaining Wens with Lan Zhan, Wei Ying, Wen Qing, and,

“It’s that A-Ning!?” You squealed and pointed at the fierce corpse that is your cousin.

“Duzhe-xiongjie,” Wen Ning mumbled. You may or may not have cried at your failure to save Wen Ning from becoming a fierce corpse. After crying from not only being unable to save Wen Ning from his fate but also breaking down from the heavy burden you had carried since transmigrating into MDZS.

“Feeling better, Wen Duzhe?” Wei Ying asked as he gently patted your back. You sniffed before replying,

“Not really, but I will be,” You sighed.

“Duzhe-dimei[4],” Wen Qing called.

“Yes?” You replied.

“I... I know you're in shock, but I must ask, how long did you plan that?” Wen Qing asked.

“... Plan what?” You replied. That is a too stupid response you thought, internally screeching. Wen Qing looked at you unconvinced and disappointed.

“You know what I mean,” Wen Qing now looked disappointed and upset, not the angry upset that often appeared on her face. But the helpless upset that you would sometimes see only when Wen Qing thought she was alone. A hand gently grabbed your right hand, and it was Lan Zhan who was holding your right hand.

“Wen Duzhe, it is not good to lie,” Lan Zhan too looked upset in his subtle way. He was even patting your right hand.

“It was surprising to see you appear at Yunmeng and then poison your own clan, a simple spread of powder that easily weakened your clansmen,” Wei Ying said. You internally sweated as Wen Qing was in front of you, Wei Ying was behind you, Lan Zhan was at your right, and Wen Ning was at your left. You are boxed in, you cannot escape from this conversation.

“At Gusu too,” Lan Zhan added.

“Duzhe-dimei, please,” Wen Qing pleaded.

“...” You sighed. “Alright, I give,” You begin to explain that since your preteens, you had always known that your sect leader was an awful person and that his sons would be too. So you plan to poison everyone but the children, the elderly, and the innocents. You researched and experimented on plants that at first would remain dormant, only to become poisonous by another plant mixed in.

“And you tested yourself?” Wen Ning asked, remembering your lab in a hidden cave.

“Yes,” You replied.

“Duzhe-dimei!” Wen Qing went to your left to clench at your left hand, Wen Ning moved out of the way. “You-! You went to the infirmary so many times I-I, was that the reason?“ She checked your meridians as you nodded your head. You felt Lan Zhan pouring his spiritual energy into you.

“As mentioned, the poison is two steps. Part one was a tasteless, undetectable, dormant poison that was to be ingested with food I helped prepare, and part two was a powdered poison that was to be inhaled. I have fed everyone who shared our sect leader’s ideology part one, and during the battles, I spread part two,” You snickered “Well part one was not technically a poison as it would not have gotten past the poison test tasters, hence why the poisoning process was in two parts,”

“Wen Duzhe, your golden core, and dantian. Even your meridian is…” Lan Zhan said.

“Even if someone survived, the poison will devour their cultivation.” You smiled an empty smile.

“Then-!” Wen Qing channeled her spiritual energy as noticed what Lan Zhan noticed. “How are you still alive!?”

“It surprised me too, to be honest. I had planned to die after taking down the forces in Gusu, but here we are,” You shrugged. You were then hugged fiercely by Wei Ying from behind.

“Y-you stupid- foolish- whatever!” Wen Qing sobbed. Better me than Wei Ying, as this was his place, you thought.

“Better me than you guys,” You said.

—

After being scolded and lectured with the promise of being hut-arrested to heal. Your group went on to discuss the next topic, the future.

“I think we should change our last name,” You suggested. “It would be good to separate ourselves from Wen to something else,”

“To what though?” Wen Qing asked. You gave a shit-eating grin and looked at Wei Ying.

“To Wei!” You cheerfully suggested.

“Huh!?” Wei Ying flinched in surprise, which meant jostling you as Wei Ying moved to your left, throwing an arm around your shoulder. Lan Zhan is still holding your right hand and channeling his spiritual energy.

“You did a lot for my family, Wei Ying, and I would be more than happy if we could become family,” You said.

“I don’t refute that,” Wen Qing commented.

“I would like that as well,” Wen Ning added.

“Ah, but then there are the more bloodthirsty cultivators. We probably need a clan to back us up,” You looked at Wei Ying and then at Lan Zhan. “Since Wei Ying is here and given that Jiang Cheng doesn’t like me..” You trailed off and the others got what you meant, Yunmeng Jiang is a no-go. “Lan Zhan, do you think you could convince your family?”

“...hm, I will make sure,” Lan Zhan replied.

“Don’t stick your head out for us too much, Lan Zhan. I do not want you to be in trouble,” You added.

“I want you to be safe,” Lan Zhan said.

“Thank you,” You had a dumb thought and since you were still very drained, you voiced it “Eheheh I had a dumb thought, even if we became Yiling Wei, Wei Ying is considered a traitor to the Jiang, and I don’t know, what if Wei Ying and I married Lan Zhan,” However Lan Zhan stared thoughtfully at you and Wei Ying. “Lan Zhan?”

—

“Huh,” Somehow, you are in Jingshi which has been decorated in vibrant reds. You too are decorated in vibrant reds, in the bridal wedding robes red. Wei Ying is also sitting next to you, in bridal wedding robes, on the bed decorated in red. In the Jingshi which has been decorated in red for a wedding couple, technically throuple in this situation.

“You alright Shen Duzhe?” Jiang Yanli asked, giggling, after hiding Wei Ying’s shoes. Since you were to be married to Lan Zhan and Wei Ying, you decided to change your last name to Shen instead of Wei like all your other relatives.

“...No,” You replied.

“This was your idea,” Wei Qing said after hiding your shoes.

“I, I was joking,” You whined. Wei Qing was about to respond but heard a disciple announcing that Lan Zhan was coming soon.

“Your groom is coming soon, time for us to go,” Wei Qing and Jiang Yanli quickly left.

“Wei Ying, how the fuck did we get here?” You asked.

“It surprised me, too. After our meeting, that fuddy-duddy went and got permission for marriage, to me and you,” Wei Ying replied.

“I expected Lan Zhan to marry you, but me too?” You questioned.

“Huh? Me? Why not you? I thought he would marry you,” Wei Ying replied.

“Well, even though Lan Zhan does get annoyed with you, there is a look of fondness in his eyes towards you from what I observed,” You explained.

“Huh? When we go night hunting together, he sticks to you constantly,” Wei Ying said.

“What? We are not supposed to go by ourselves, though?” You questioned. You and Wei Ying stared at each other, probably. Your red veil and his red veil are hiding your face from each other. Wei Ying lifted his veil to show his face then he lifted your veil to see your face.

“Shen Duzhe, what do you feel about Lan Zhan and what do you feel about me? After all, I’m married as the main wife and Lan-furen but you married as just a consort,” Wei Ying asked.

“I…” You pondered and thought deeply about your feelings. “I do like you and Lan Zhan, but you and Lan Zhan are destined to be together. I don’t know why I’m here,”

“...I want to sleep with Lan Zhan and you,” Wei Ying stated. 

“Huh!?” If your cheeks were any thinner, you might have blushed. Wei Ying made direct eye contact with you and he can tell you are flustered. The door to Jingshi opened and Wei Ying put back his veil and your veil as well. Lan Zhan was quick to find Wei Ying’s shoes and your shoes. Lan Zhan left Wei Ying’s and your shoes by the bed.

“Wei Ying, Shen Duzhe,” Lan Zhan called.

“Lan Zhan-er-gege~” Wei Ying replied.

“Ugh,” You replied in embarrassment. You begin to grow even more flustered, as now is the consummation. You internally questioned if you really were going to have a threesome. Lan Zhan stepped closer to you and Wei Ying. Taking off your veil and Wei Ying’s veil, you stared at Lan Zhan’s face, blue screening.

“Shen Duzhe,” Lan Zhan called. He was standing between your legs, holding you in his arms. You felt Wei Ying move to sit as close as possible to you, side-hugging you and laying his head on your shoulder. Your mind is too empty to think. Wei Ying chuckled near your ears and you shivered as his breath hit your ear. Lan Zhan moved his face close to yours but he ended up kissing Wei Wing over your shoulder. WangXian is kissing over your shoulder while they are hugging you.

“I think A-Duzhe needs a moment, how about you play with this wife first~“

[4]  Like how xiongjie probably means “older siblings” 弟妹 dimei would probably mean “younger siblings”

AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

I have not reached at any point, till now, of writing about kissing in any fanfiction

Next stop, ending Two Threaded Fate aka angst ending

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[mdzsfan]

Echoes of Love

Thank you so much for requesting @Aelsher_- (wattpad)

Wei Wuxian's heart was a battlefield of conflicting emotions, each sentiment warring against the other. Amidst the backdrop of their shared world, he found himself ensnared by a web of misconceptions and misgivings.

In the midst of bustling days at the Cloud Recesses, he often found himself stealing glances at her. Lan Y/n, a presence that both soothed and agitated his heart, and was a force he couldn't ignore. Their paths crossed often, her laughter echoing like chimes in his ears. Yet, with each joyful interaction he witnessed between her and Jiang Cheng, a shadow of doubt cast itself over his feelings.

Amidst the intricate dance of emotions, Lan Y/n's voice cut through the tension like a calming breeze. "A-cheng," she spoke gently, her words an attempt to soothe the unease that had taken root. "Don't be silly."

Jiang Cheng's response, unyielding and fervent, shattered the silence with its boldness. "Wei Wuxian doesn't deserve you," he declared, his words resounding with a conviction that brooked no argument. "He's too busy chasing around Lan Wangji."

Lan Y/n's laughter, like a soft melody, echoed through the air. "Lan Wangji is my brother," she explained, her tone laced with amusement. "It's only natural that they spend time together."

But Jiang Cheng wasn't swayed, his voice rising as he continued to press his point. "See?" His exasperation was palpable, his frustration echoing through the space. "You're too good for him."

For Wei Wuxian, the exchange was a whirlwind of emotions, his heart a canvas splattered with colors of uncertainty and understanding. He listened as Lan Y/n's voice wavered, her hesitation a reflection of the complexity of the situation. "A-cheng, I'm flattered," she admitted, her words laced with both gratitude and uncertainty. "But this is inappropriate behavior. I'm with A-xian now. It's time for you to accept that."

"If you'd only give me a chance," Jiang Cheng's voice was laced with a mixture of desperation and longing, his words hanging in the air like a plea. In a moment fueled by his emotions, he leaned in, attempting to bridge the distance between them with a kiss. But Y/n's instincts kicked in, and with a resolute push, she managed to create a space between them, halting his advances. It was a gesture that spoke volumes, a silent boundary that held within it her unwavering stance.

As the echoes of their interaction reverberated, Y/n's gaze darted, her heart seizing as she caught sight of Wei Wuxian turning to leave. "A-xian!" she called out, her voice a mixture of desperation and urgency. "Wait! What you saw was a complete misunderstanding!"

But his form continued to recede, each step carrying him away from her, and her words seemed to dissipate into the air, unheard by the retreating figure.

"A-y/n," Wei Wuxian's voice was gentle yet resolute, his words carrying a weight that held a spectrum of emotions. "I've seen the ways you guys interact with each other. You don't need to hide it."

His statement hung in the air, the truth of it echoing in the space between them. Y/n's heart ached at the apparent inevitability of his conclusion, the misunderstanding solidifying into a perception that cast shadows over her truth.

With a voice choked by emotion, she sought to break through the barriers that had emerged. "But A-xian," her voice trembled, the words carrying the depth of her feelings, "I love you! Why won't you believe me?"

Tears glistened in her eyes, emotions raw and unfiltered as they overflowed. Her heart laid bare, her words carried the weight of her vulnerability, a plea to be heard, understood, and believed. In that moment, the connection between them seemed to hang in the balance, the threads of their shared story stretched to their limits, waiting for a resolution that could bridge the gaps of misunderstanding and reveal the truth that lay hidden beneath the surface.

"Perhaps, this is for the best," Wei Wuxian's words fell like a quiet sigh, heavy with a mixture of resignation and regret. With a gentle but deliberate movement, he gently removed her hands from his, the action speaking volumes of the distance he felt compelled to put between them.

The weight of his statement settled upon the air, a sense of finality hanging between them like an unspoken truth. Y/n's heart clenched at the realization of his decision, a blend of understanding and heartache weaving within her.

But her desire to salvage what they had refused to be quelled. "A-xian!" Her voice rang out, charged with desperation, as she tried to chase after him. Her feet propelled her forward, fueled by the fervent need to close the gap, to mend the fraying threads of their connection. But her efforts were in vain, for he outpaced her effortlessly, his strides longer and faster.

As she watched him slip through her fingers, her heart ached with a sense of helplessness. The space between them widened, a visual representation of the emotional chasm that had come to define their interaction. She felt a wave of frustration mix with her longing, her fingers stretching futilely toward him as if to bridge the distance that separated them.

The echoes of her cry, the unspoken plea that had been woven into her voice, reverberated through the air. In that fleeting moment, it felt as though the universe itself was conspiring against their desires, emphasizing the challenge of trying to hold onto something slipping through their grasp.

Timeskip

As the sound of Lan Wangji's voice reached Y/n's ears, a rush of emotions surged within her, compelling her to move hastily towards the doorway. Her heart raced with a mixture of anticipation and trepidation, the mere possibility of seeing Wei Wuxian again propelling her steps. However, as the scene unfolded before her eyes, her hopes were met with bitter disappointment – there was no sign of Wei Wuxian.

Her breath caught in her throat, and her eyes scanned the surroundings in vain, desperately seeking a glimpse of the man she longed for. "A-zhan," her voice wavered, her tone tinged with desperation and a silent plea, "where is A-xian?"

There was an unspoken urgency in her question, a fervent hope that her worst fears had not materialized. Yet, even before a response could be offered, the weight of silence settled upon the air, and realization dawned upon her like a cruel revelation that Wei Wuxian was truly gone.

The truth hit her like a physical blow, and the world seemed to blur around her. The ground beneath her feet felt unsteady as her legs threatened to give way. Her vision swayed, and her consciousness teetered on the edge of oblivion. Just as darkness began to encroach on the edges of her awareness, Lan Wangji's presence became her anchor, a lifeline that prevented her from succumbing to unconsciousness.

Y/n's voice trembled, her words etched with a raw and unrestrained pain that seemed to emanate from the depths of her soul. "He promised," she managed to choke out between sobs, her voice a broken whisper, "he promised that he knew he could control it."

Her tears flowed freely, each drop a testament to the overwhelming sorrow that had enveloped her being. She clung to Lan Wangji as if he were the last semblance of stability in her crumbling world, her grief pouring out in waves that seemed to echo through the very fabric of existence.

In the years that followed, the echoes of Y/n's cries reverberated within Lan Wangji's mind, etching themselves into his consciousness as an indelible mark. The sound of her anguish became a haunting presence, a recurring nightmare that visited him during countless nights. Each cry was a reminder of the pain he had witnessed and the helplessness he had felt in the face of a love lost.

Timeskip (resurrection era)

"Lan Zhan, how is y/n?" Wei Wuxian's curiosity about his former lover was evident in his question. "Has she married Jiang Cheng?"

"Wei Ying," Lan Wangji's voice held a touch of sadness. "What you witnessed back then was a misunderstanding."

"When it was discovered that Jiang Cheng played a significant role in your tragic fate," Lan Wangji continued, "she embarked on a path of seeking revenge against him, driven by the need to avenge you."

"All the suffering my sister endured was a consequence of your actions," Lan Xichen interjected, his tone laced with reproach. "You became a catalyst for countless tragedies in her life."

"If she had never crossed paths with you," Lan Xichen added with a hint of bitterness, "she wouldn't have experienced so much heartache, and she wouldn't have compromised her principles for one mortal man."

Wei Wuxian's gaze dropped, his expression a mixture of guilt and regret. He hadn't realized the extent of the pain he had inadvertently caused y/n. The weight of his actions weighed heavily on his heart as he absorbed the truth of Lan Xichen's words.

"Where is she now?" Wei Wuxian inquired anxiously.

"After your passing and her numerous unsuccessful attempts to seek revenge against Jiang Cheng, she secluded herself in her room for years. It seemed like history repeating itself again, and all of it traced back to you," Lan Xichen recounted before taking his leave, leaving Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian alone.

"Can I see her again?" Wei Wuxian's voice held a tinge of longing, the words escaping his lips like a fragile plea seeking solace.

Yet, silence remained in response, a heavy quietude that hung between them, only to be broken by the subtle incline of Lan Wangji's head. A silent understanding passed between the two as they continued their steps, advancing towards the door that Lan Wangji gently pushed ajar, unveiling the figure within none other than his own sister.

The effervescent radiance that once graced Y/n's complexion had now surrendered to a dry and lackluster pallor. Her eyes, once bright and vibrant, were now burdened by the weight of exhaustion, manifesting as deep shadows that had found their home beneath them. The hanfu, a symbol of grace, had lost its former elegance, now bearing wrinkles and creases that mirrored the unrest within. Even her hair, once meticulously arranged with utmost care, now cascaded in disarray, a visual testament to the upheaval that had touched her life.

"Y/n," Wei Wuxian's voice held a softness, a gentle murmur that hung in the air like a delicate secret shared only between them. With measured steps, he bridged the distance, each footfall a reflection of the cautious hope and tenderness he carried in his heart.

As he drew closer, it was as though time itself stretched, allowing him to absorb the changes that had befallen her. His gaze, filled with a mixture of empathy and affection, held the unspoken promise that he was there, not only as a witness to her struggles but also as a steadfast presence in her life.

The space between them seemed to hold an unspoken dialogue, a conversation that transcended words. In that fleeting moment, their connection was a bridge between separate worlds, drawing them together despite the trials that had sought to pull them apart.

"Y/n," Wei Wuxian's voice trembled with the weight of emotions too profound for words, a symphony of sentiments that resonated through the very fabric of the room.

Startled, Y/n lifted her gaze, her eyes meeting the figure standing before her. "A-xian?" Her voice quivered, a mixture of disbelief and vulnerability. "No, you can't be A-xian! He's gone, taken by Jiang Cheng, leading to his death."

"Y/n," Wei Wuxian's voice was gentle, his eyes brimming with tears that mirrored the sorrow etched within his heart. Each tear seemed to carry the burden of countless untold stories, of regrets and longing that spanned time itself. "I'm sorry," he whispered, the words like a fragile promise, a confession of remorse that hung in the air.

Tears welled up in Y/n's eyes as her emotions erupted, the dam of her heartbreak finally breaking free. She trembled with a mixture of anguish and anger, her voice quivering as she spoke through the waves of pain that consumed her. "Why did you choose demonic cultivation?" Her words were punctuated by sobs, the syllables heavy with the grief she had carried for years. "Why did you choose this path? Why did you have to leave us behind, to die and be gone for so many years, only to return now?"

Her fists balled up, her grief finding an outlet in the form of strikes against Wei Wuxian's chest. Each blow was a testament to the tumultuous sea of emotions crashing within her, a physical manifestation of the questions that had haunted her in his absence. "Why?!" she cried out, the anguish in her voice echoing off the walls. "Why did you leave us to suffer? You said you could control it!"

Wei Wuxian's expression remained a canvas of sorrow, etched with the lines of regret and the weight of his choices. As he endured the physical outpouring of her pain, his voice held a soothing quality, laced with an understanding of the pain he had caused. "I never intended to inflict this much pain towards you," he confessed, his voice a whisper that sought to bridge the chasm between them.

The room seemed to hold its breath, the space between them charged with a fragile vulnerability. Y/n's fists slowly unclenched, her body trembling with the aftershocks of her emotional release. Her tear-filled eyes met his, and within their depths lay a tumultuous mixture of emotions – anger, sorrow, longing, and the remnants of a love that had weathered the storm.

In that moment, as they stood facing each other, a profound understanding passed between them. Words, no matter how eloquent, would always pale in comparison to the depth of their emotions. Their hearts had been scarred by misunderstandings, by the passage of time, and by choices that had led them down divergent paths. Yet, within the fragments of pain and regret, the essence of their connection still remained, an unspoken bond that transcended the barriers they faced.

#mdzs x reader #mdzs #mdzs oneshots #the untamed #mo dao zu shi reader insert #wei wuxian x reader #wei ying x reader #wei wuxian #wei ying #the untamed reader insert #the untamed oneshots #the untamed x reader #untamed x reader #cql reader inserts #cql x reader #cql

[hxnguxng-jxn]

Hello! Just read the requests rules haha! So is it okay to ask for enemies to lovers with wwx and lwj?? Also Can the reader be a wen? Maybe a war prize (you can ignore this part if it too much!) Oh! Can the reader be like evil at first??

Writers Note(s): I will be honest, I did not expect this to be the first trope in my first request, it actually surprised me! I think I can do almost all of these but a certain angsty trope above is swapped for another (you'll see below), but I will make it angsty!

Ship(s): WangXian × GN!Reader | separated and then together

Info on Reader: GN Reader (they/them, you/your), Reader is a Wen (undisclosed how they are related), and Reader is good at fighting (uses a sword/sabre/great sword here).

Genre(s): Angst | Eventual Fluff | Happy Ending

WARNING(S): Reader is treated more like a character insert (OC blank slate, basically), less of a true Reader insert. The Reader willingly follows Wen Ruohan's orders, with no reason given (for blank slate purposes). Physical abuse in the form of Reader not being given a weapon to train is shown, Reader being treated poorly (like the Wen's were) is shown. The Reader has be given a redemption and will LIVE in the end! Beheading is mentioned (if unable to stomach, skip the bullet with 🔴).

ENDGAME: A happy ending! Reader will have their happy ending!

Fujoshis DNI || Remember to read to your own safety!

Your mind has always been taught that you'll die for your family, and die when you need to. Of course, the closer to the main family of Wen Ruohan you are, the more you'll hear his paranoid and psychopathic ideals rattle off like that... but you'd never heard of his rambles until you were old enough to hold a sword.

The instant anyone could: Wen Ruohan would come sniffing.

Wen Qing and Wen Ning were distant enough to not be under his thumb, especially with how sickly Wen Ning was: but you're far from lucky. No matter how healthy or sickly you are, what your distance was to his main bloodline, or if you're simply married in... he seems to have taken a liking to your branch of family, but mostly in you.

From youth to young adulthood, you have lost track of all of the teachings of the demons of Gusu, the heathens of Yunmeng, the yellowbellies of Lanling, and more. It was just how the Wen's brainwashed you into believing the outside world to be how Ruohan saw it. Weak. Deplorable. Conquerable.

Future you, while laying in bed with your two husbands, laments and categorize your past as you are the last one awake so late into the night...

You had done many things in the backlines of the war started by your family patriarch, and no form of killing was off the table for your blade. You've survived the siege on Gusu, even though you didn't light the Cloud Recesses on fire. Yunmeng had been next, and you know that afterwards you became mostly a foot soldier after Wen Ruohan only trusted his direct sons and one certain soldier.

How foolish of Wen Ruohan to trust anyone, especially that one soldier (you later identify as Meng Yao) he kept at his side and who didn't have to crawl when speaking to him. It only takes one soldier to kill another man. And Wen Ruohan, no matter his psychopathic ramblings, was just a man.

After killing Clan Leader Nie, burning the Cloud Recesses, held the Night-hunt of the Xuanwu of Slaughter, massacring Yunmeng, attempted to wipe out the Martial Arts World of all that weren't Wen's, massacres of towns that didn't adhere to his laws, killing for something as dumb as a curfew... Truly, he did believe in some backwards ways. You lambasted the man's name to this day.

This man, who ruined the lives of all those he shared the surname with... even yourself.

During the First Sunshot Campaign you had been captured by some Lan nobody far from the grand steps where your patriarch was slain, and the sharp whistling of Chenqing dies down. The corpses stopped piling, blood stopped pooling, and sound seemed to have muted in the vacuum it left. Your fate was sealed as you were identified in the later parts of imprisoning your family members to places of servitude. But you were well learned and knew what the penalty for your entire family name was destined to be.

It was inevitable, and there was no use crying or wailing with the children and babies.

Because of your usefulness, you were put to use by training the youth and young adults in the camps as they took back their homes. You weren't given a weapon of any kind―oh no, that'd give you too much power―so you'd have to make do with dodging and hand-to-hand. Of course, eventually, you'll grow tired and then they'll be able to strike you.

You were basically their physical punching bag, their war prize that they know would not leave no matter the abuse. You're always moving with the main squadron and it seems the big names of Jiang, Lan, Nie, and Jin found it comfortable you weren't out of their sight for too long.

The kids were nice. Some kids are nice and wouldn't strike you without reason; good kids, all around. Some imitate their older classmates, who had fathers and mothers lost to war, and it seems like karmic justice somewhere in your mind.

Your only saving grace was the daily "random" wooden sword you'd find in the large water grace bear where they drag you to train the new wave. A certain younger, mournful looking twin Jade always seemed to walk the water path as you were dragged from your hut, so you have a good idea as to who your savior is.

Days and nights, in deep thought as you're forced to eat gruel to help heal your wounds, you can see your savior passing you hidden notes about someone you've heard from the late Wen Chou many times. That Wei Wuxian. What was Lan Zhan trying to tell you? You couldn't even leave. You probably just have to hold off, and so you remember doing so.

Finally, comes the day of Wen Ning's death and resurrection, and it hits your ears like a gong as waves of bloodlust comes from nowhere. After the defect of Wei Wuxian and the disappearance of all Wen's not underneath the direct law of the Four Clans, all Wen's seemed to die overnight in waves...

【🔴】 ... and your beheading reached your ears as well, like you could even miss it with the guards keeping themselves informed loudly by your hut.

Now or never... no guts, no glory!

Escaping while the families were busy infighting and dealing with the loss of Wei Wuxian from their side was the easy part. Turning around at the last second to see the youngest Twin Jade watching you leave―silent and mournful, as every day you see each other―you give a look of determination back...

... you could swear your eyes deceived you, but you could swear you saw his expression soften. Not grow gleeful, or joyous. But relax.

Without looking back, you head to where you're certain the note from Lan Zhan will carry you to your remaining clan members. And you're sure it'll be safe. If it wasn't, you'll aid Wei Wuxian all you can.

By the time you get to the Burial Mounds, your aid is just needed tending to fields or taking over as a babysitter for the young. This was where you could officially meet Wei Wuxian, who was weary of you but apparently someone put in a good word for you before you even took off for the plains.

You'd classify it as: strange. Not bad. Just strange. But after months of personally being Wei Wuxian's backbone, assisting the doctors, hunting with Wen Ning, and being attentive to Wen Yuan... You might say call the soft, complicated stare Wei Wuxian holds you in as strange.

But something might have clicked in your mind about what that look could mean, when a lone Lan Zhan appears in the town and is (adorably) held down by Wen Yuan. Wei Wuxian seems to have found it humourous, and might have leveled a complicated expression during Lan Zhan's whole stay.

Oh...

Oh!

Author's Note(s): I did not expect it to get that dark, but then I remembered how MDZS is normally and... well! I also want to say I used colored text to signify where romance (with each other all taken into account) starts for that character... *wink wink* (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧

#The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation #Mo Dao Zu Shi #MDZS #x Reader #Reader Insert #Gender Neutral Reader #GN Reader #Mo Dao Zu Shi x Reader #MDZS x Reader #MDZS x GN Reader #Lan Zhan #Lan Zhan x Reader #Lan Wangji #Lan Wangji x Reader #Wei Wuxian #Wei Wuxian x Reader #Wei Ying #Wei Ying x Reader #WangXian #WangXian x Reader #Male Reader #Female Reader #Nonbinary Reader

[dirty-mdzsconfessions]

Can't stop thinking of a threeway with LWJ and WWX. Maybe dominating WWX with LWJ or being submissive with him for LWJ or being the one at their mercy, I can't decide which I like more ♡♡♡

might I present — the third option? being completely at their mercy as they drive you to high after high. they're both so different in their ways, it's enough to give you whiplash.

while lwj is rougher, he's slow, steady, directly contrasting wwx's faster, rapid pacing. while both leave their fair share of marks on you — lwj bites while wwx leaves hickeys in the spots between

also, laying your head in wwx's lap while he strokes your hair and tends to your chest, all as lwj is between your legs and tending to you down there? wwx giving you praise yet degradation too? sign me up

#·⊰ ꒰🍒꒱ 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐭 ៸៸ wangxian ─ ♡. #mdzs #mo dao zu shi #lan wangji #wei wuxian #lan zhan #wei ying #lan wangji x reader #wei ying x reader #wangxian x reader #smut #confessions

[narik0h]

ORV x MDZS

#mdzs #orv #orv fanart #orv yoo joonghyuk #orv kim dokja #joongdok #kdj x yjh #omniscient reader fanart #omniscient reader's viewpoint #yoo jonghyuk #kim dokja #yjh #kdj #mdzs wangxian #wangxian #mdzs lan wangji #lan wangji #lan zhan #wei ying #wei wuxian #mdzs fanart #mdzs wei ying #mo dao zu shi #忘羡 #魏无羡 #蓝忘机 #蓝湛 #魔道祖师 #mxtx fandom

[niilue]

I haven't actually seen that much sub stuff on Wewuxian

So do you currently have any thirst ideas for him?

ෆ ִ ׁ sub wei wuxian

cw; throat fucking, slapping, choking, gn neutral i guess

wei ying is the type that loves to try different and dirty things. so you shouldn't be surprised if one day he asks you to choke him and slap him while you are fucking his mouth.

what can i tell you, when he is in the act of sex, he is so lassive and insatiable.

the vulgar sounds of his throat fucking you made him roll his eyes in pleasure as saliva ran down the corner of his mouth.

wei wuxian would smile making his teeth scrape your flesh. you would kiss in disgust and grab him by the hair deepening your movements.

"you have the moistest, warmest throat i have ever known."

the man would just wink at you as he kept moving his mouth rapidly over you. his puffy red cheeks gave him a cute look and the sweat on his skin made him look like he was glowing. he was gorgeous.

when you felt at your limit and asked him to stop, he would immediately listen to you and wait for your command. "I want you to slap me while you come in my mouth."

"nhg, shut up wei ying." you would say feeling your sex throbbing furiously.

the black-haired man would approach you again and massage you without your permission, spreading kisses affectionately.

"come on love… I know you want to do it, I know you like to treat me bad." the man would say smiling at you and blowing you a kiss.

before he said anything else you would grab him by the neck and pull him closer to you. "Suck it and don't even think about complaining."

he would quickly assist by opening his mouth and taking you completely. a moan escaped from both of your mouths, you because of how warm and good his tongue felt. and wei ying… well because he loved to feel you in his mouth.

"aaahgn, nnngh,. mmmm" you could only hear the gurgling sounds of your essence mixing with wei wuxian's saliva. also your hand was still pressing on his throat and you could feel him gagging easier and it was harder for him to take it all in. your movements were brutal, you came completely out of his luscious mouth and then you came in hard.

at one point you felt the man slowly faint while you were still in the best part. you had no choice but to slap him to make him rectify. "don't even think about it, slut."

"yes master, yes, yes, yes, i am your slut."

#dom!reader #sub wei ying #sub character #dom x sub #seme male reader #dom reader #x male reader #male top #dom reader! #wei ying #wei wuxian x reader #smut #sub wei wuxian #wei wuxian smut #sub mdzs #mdzs #sub mo dao su zhi #male domination #gender neutral dom

[nyctophiliq]

Hiii moss :D can we get some fluffy morning cuddles with jett, reyna or sage? love your work sm ur very talented <3

✮ ┆ morning cuddles w/ sage, reyna, and jett !

a/n                         this took so long, purely because I was getting too deep into the horny shit LMAO but I hope despite the months of wait this is something to you ppl’s liking :)

cw for               sfw content, gn reader, cuddling

✮ jett ;

you move around under the covers slightly, stretching your legs before rolling onto your side as you came to. there was hardly any muscle in your body that woke up in time with your brain, still feeling the heaviness of the sleep in your legs and arms as you turn your head up slightly, glancing up at sunwoo.

“did I wake you?” she whispers as she pushes one side of her headphones behind her ear, her other hand fumbling around with the turn off button on the side of her phone. you shake your head, blinking a few times with a big yawn that has your jaw aching while trying to scoot closer to her.

“no, you didn’t.” you hum into her arm that you wrap yourself around it, pushing your head into her shoulder as your fingers intertwine with hers. jett gives your hand a squeeze before offering you to watch whatever she was watching together if you were interested. you gave her a little nod, telling her you’ll listen in because you are not sure if you can keep your eyes open.

“alright then, I’ll make sure you it’s not too bright.” she chuckles, leaning to put her head on top of yours as her free hand managed to turn the phone’s brightness down and disconnect her headphones. jett nuzzled her nose into your hair, laughing as you shake her a little to get her to stop.

✮ sage ;

the sound of the sheets rustling around stirred you from your sleep, making you reach over to the other side of the bed as you took a deep breath in before yawning. through the thick fog of sleep in your eyes you try to make out the silhouette that is just getting up from the bed. you groan, reaching for its hand but you only manage to bump your fingers against its skin.

“it’s still early, go back to sleep.” you hear ling whisper, her hand stroking the top of your hand while the other is pulling the covers back up on your chest. you shake your head, grabbing her by the wrist and pulling her back next to you.

“five more minutes...” it comes out as a mumble from your mouth as you pull her closer, laying your head on her chest and essentially pinning her to the bed with your arms wrapped around her shoulder. sage chuckles as you lay on top of her, giving your back a few rubs before enveloping you in her embrace.

“I guess five more minutes can’t hurt.” she says, a smile plastering on her lips as she lets herself get comfortable once again, breathing in her hand cream’s and your hair’s scent. she brings her hand up to the nape of your neck, dragging her fingernails gently over your skin, caressing your shoulders as she listens to your calm breathing.

✮ reyna ;

waking up at this moment was the bane of your existence, you could have used a little more sleep as you felt the dull ache settling into your muscles from yesterday’s mission. you toss and turn a few times, trying to find a comfortable position while also looking for your girlfriend’s body to cling to.

“a little less moving around, carino.” reyna groaned as she turned on her side, shuffling a little closer before you felt her hand on your thigh, pulling your leg on top of her body before wrapping her arms around you. opening your eyes for a bare second to glance at her, a low chuckle coming from your throat as you see her eyebrows furrowed with small wrinkles on her forehead, her nose scrunched up.

“just couldn’t find you…” you sigh, wrapping your hands around the middle of her torso, fingers getting caught up in the creases of the loose tank top she was wearing for sleep. closing your eyes, pushing your head into her chest before fisting her shirt in your palm.

“don’t worry, I’d never leave without telling you.” she brings you a little closer to herself, taking a deep breath and slowly running her hand up and down your side. you nod your head, yawning before positioning yourself like a little kid clinging to their teddy break, expect you had a whole girlfriend to cling to without having to hug the blanket for extra body.

#📗 — written by moss ! #valorant x reader #reyna x reader #valorant reyna x reader #valorant sage x reader #sage x reader #jett x reader #valorant jett x reader #ling ying wei x reader #zyanya mondragón x reader #sunwoo han x reader #valorant imgaine #valorant fluff

[caramel1mochi]

One Hazy Winter [Iso x F! Reader] [1]

[ Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5 ]

Genre: Angst, fluff ‎ 

TW: Depression and implied suicidal thoughts (I swear it’s not all sad haha) ‎ ‎ 

Words: 4k ‎ 

Synopsis: One winter before his disappearance, you told your boyfriend Yu about a question you’ve had for so long; one even he could hardly respond to. It took many more hopeless winters for you to finally have your answer. ‎ ‎ 

NOTES: 'Tis the season! Ha, I rushed to get this out before Christmas was over. Christmas is still going, right? Happy holidays!! ‎  Anyway, this story is HEAVILY reliant on flashbacks and the past in general, so keep that in mind. Have a good read! ‎ ‎

。+❤ฺ·。❤ฺ·。+❤ฺ· +❤·。❤ฺ·。+❤ฺ·

Winter, one year ago.

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If there was one thing you loathed with every inch of your being, it would be the winter season. It was a season that was associated with only despair and heavily encouraged death. Both physically and mentally. The death of plants, the death of animals, the death of people, just death in general.

And you hated it. You hated the overwhelming feeling of melancholy that would loom over you whenever snow would fall.

Your arms rested on the ice cold metal railing that overlooked a mystifying lake, one that had gotten frozen over the past week. The thick sleeves of your hoodie blocked the freezing temperatures like dutiful guards surrounding a castle. This comfort, however, felt like a miniscule droplet in the ocean of despondency you felt.

A tired sigh escaped you. And like a furious dragon, a vapour of pure white billowed from your lips.

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“Disgusting.”

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You muttered under your breath whilst you looked at the ice. In the distance, you heard something crack, and it took you only a few seconds to spot where it was on the icy surface of the lake.

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“Look on the bright side, at least.”

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Yu, your boyfriend, piped up from your right. He rested on the railing just as you did, with his jacket protecting him. But his upright posture and bright purple eyes conveyed something you didn’t: joy.

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“Like what?”

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“Look around you, observe the snow.”

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He pointed to the blankets of snow that surrounded the forest around the bridge, each snowflake collectively gathered to envelop every tree your eyes laid on. Like a mother huddled with her children on a cold night. To him, the landscape looked like a stunning painting, one meticulously slaved over by an artist who desired perfection over all else.

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“Isn’t it breathtaking?”

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Maybe to him. But to you? All you saw were dead trees, shells of the beautiful bearers of fruit and life they once were. That wasn’t to mention the corpses of animals buried under the feet of snow he was so enamoured by.

You rested your head on your arms in silence.

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“It’s winter.”

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Two words. Curt, but enough to summarise the maelstrom of thoughts that roamed your mind.

And it’s not like he didn’t know, either. He did, which was why, despite his optimism, he also started dreading this season once you both started dating nearly five winters ago. Yu placed one hand on your shoulder, the wooden planks under him loudly creaking as he stepped closer to you. Then, he wrapped his arm around you and pulled you closer, the warmth from his body counteracting the one from the railings.

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“I understand.”

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For a moment, that was all he could say.

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“But… Y/N, you shouldn’t think about them every single day.”

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You shut your eyes and took in a deep, slow breath, allowing the cold air to be warmed on the way to your lungs.

As much as he denied it, and as stiff as his face was, Yu was incredibly expressive. Whenever he’d try to conceal how he felt, his body language simply betrayed him at every turn. He meant well, both of you knew that. Especially you. But Yu wasn’t exactly the best when it came to dealing with things like… this.

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“It’s difficult to get over them, Yu. It feels impossible.”

 ‎ 

Since Yu’s hands were gloved the whole way here, the slightly cold temperature of it didn’t bother you as much once his fingers intertwined with yours. Add on to the fact your hands were in your pockets, the warmth immediately cooled him down as he began gently outlining the lines on your palm with his thumb.

You lost your parents in one hazy winter. And every one after that would be a depressing reminder of that fact.

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“Every winter, I ask myself why I should keep going.”

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He paused.

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“What’s waiting for us at the end? Some silly award for putting up with this?”

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“Don’t say that. There’s more to life than baseless questions like that.”

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The white tint of the snow was bright. So bright, it began piercing your eyes, and you were forced to close them for a hint of relief.

  ‎ 

“What do you think?”

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You flipped the question on him, your words cutting through his benevolence like acid through a rotting cadaver.

Silence settled for a moment. Between it and the blankets of snow that surrounded you, you could hear Yu’s very pulse echo with each passing second. That, and how his lips parted. But for a moment, no words left his mouth, and he stayed quiet.

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“I… I don’t know.” He turned away. “I’m sorry. I don’t think about things like this.”

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It figures, you thought. Nevertheless, he began outlining the lines on your palm all over again, and the sound of the shuffling in your pocket as he did this started to stick out to you.

A few rapid clicks caught your attention. And once you lifted your head, you noticed a peculiar sight.

A bird had landed on the lake’s icy surface. Though it was a few dozen feet away from you, somehow, It felt as if all the sound waves were channelled in one direction just to reach you, and you could see it with clarity that would rival a telescope. With each step, you heard a loud click. And each time it pecked at the ice under it, you heard a little pick that accompanied it.

You wanted to ask why there was a bird here. Around this time, they’d usually disappear and leave the grey sky more dreary and lifeless than it ever could be. So… why?

You diligently watched it stretch its stunning wings, shades of blue reflecting off of the sunlight and complementing each other. Somehow, it spawned various new shades on its wings. Like ballet dancers, the colours played off each other's movements gracefully.

You lifted a hand and pointed at the bird.

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“It looks just like you.”

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Yu stopped to get a glance at what you were looking at. Then, he chuckled.

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“You think every bird looks like me, Y/N.”

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“I...”

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Your words were interrupted once the bird’s feathers reached outwards. For a moment, it puffed and formed a fluffy ball of white, blue and black, before it rapidly shook its head and relaxed all over again.

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“There. Did you see that?”

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“See what?”

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“It puffed up.” You met his gaze. “It looked just like you whenever you’d wake up.”

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Even on the hottest days of summer, Yu would have at least three blankets wrapped around him whilst he slept. That wasn’t to mention how messy his hair would be whenever you had the pleasure of catching him in this way. Yu grinned, pulling you closer as you both watched the bird for a few seconds.

A few short-lived seconds, until it flew away and disappeared into the clouds, cutting the enjoyable moment short.

But before melancholy would dare set in once more, Yu immediately turned to meet your gaze, his purple eyes glimmering under the bright winter sky. Just like the bird’s wings, the colours mixed with each other in a captivating manner.

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“How about we go home and watch a movie? I’ll even make you hot chocolate. What do you say?”

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“Movie?”

 ‎ 

A moment of silence settled.

But just as Yu thought he failed in his endeavour to cheer you up, all of his doubts evaporate once he saw a smile form. The sensation of such a move, though weak, still felt foreign to your face.

 ‎ 

“Can we take the movie out of the equation?” 

 ‎ 

…

 ‎ 

“Definitely.” 

‎ 

Before another word could be uttered, he suddenly pulled you much closer, trapping you in a warm embrace. And you couldn’t help but grin at such an unexpected yet sweet move.

‎ 

“Yu, we’re in public.”

‎ 

“You don’t know how much I missed your smile, Y/N.”

‎ 

“Be reasonable. It couldn’t have been that long.”

‎ 

You said, your words muffled as he had your face pressed up against the inside of his jacket. Your arms were wrapped around him to allow the heat to pass on over to you.

‎ 

“It has.” He muttered. “Longer than you think.”

‎  

The pleasant fragrance of lemons entered your nostrils. Familiar, especially since it was the only type of musk Yu ever sought after. Other than yours, of course.

‎ 

❤ฺ·。

Winter, present day.

‎ 

You hadn’t seen or spoken to Yu once the week after that conversation. He didn’t answer his phone, and, like you, none of his acquaintances knew where he went. Even with the police alerted, he was still legally considered missing.

On your way to work that dreadful morning, you’ve had your eyes stuck on your phone the whole time you walked down that repetitive path. You were calling Yu for the umpteenth time in hopes that he’d miraculously answer. But just as expected, your call was sent to voicemail again.

He was gone.

And you didn’t shed a tear. Not that you didn’t care, quite the contrary, in fact. You lost a ton of people. He was just another added to the list.

With a deep sigh, you pocketed your phone and looked up at the sky, a group of clouds concealing its previously blue colour thanks to the season. White and pale, just like bones.

‎ 

Your fingers wrapped around the cold golden handle. And with one swift push accompanied by a cheerful ding of the bell above you, you’d entered the café you worked at. The warmth hit you like a slap in the face once you’d fully entered the café. The boring music inside, and not to mention the decor you were borderline sick of seeing every day.

Your boss, Ying, and another one of your co-workers were chatting behind the counter. But your entrance immediately halted the conversation and shifted their attention towards you.

‎ 

“There you are! I was getting worried.”

‎ 

“Hi.”

‎ 

Ying earned a boring greeting from you. Just like every other day. And just as you turned back to the counter, you were suddenly pulled into a tight hug.

‎ 

“Y/N, how have you been? Here– would you like me to make you something?”

‎ 

She pulled away and held your shoulders in hopes of catching a change in your expression this time, but there was naught.

Ying, despite being your boss, had been treating you like her daughter for the longest time. And with Yu’s disappearance, her treatment was laced with worry and an overwhelming desire to tend to your needs. But every time, she’d earn the same response accompanied by the same vacant look on your face.

‎ 

“I’d like to clock in.”

‎ 

“Would you like to take the day off instead? Take a moment to catch yourself?”

‎ 

Though you had no circles under your eyes or any other noticeable blotches, she still noted the subtle gaunt look on your face. Pale, lifeless skin, and that wasn’t to mention the dull heaviness in your pitch black irises. A massive contrast to Yu, whose very presence brought life to any location lucky enough to bear his presence.

You shook your head.

A sigh escaped her and her gaze turned to the ground for a moment. Then, an idea popped up.

‎ 

“How about some passion fruit juice? We still have some in stock from yesterday.”

‎ 

Ying said with that kind smile as she looked back up at you. It almost widened to a full-blown grin once your lids slightly lifted at this random offer. Passion fruit was your favourite. And she remembered, even though you mentioned it offhandedly many winters ago.

You still shook your head.

‎ 

“I’m not too fond of the artificial flavour.” You held her wrists and put her hands down. “Thank you, nonetheless.”

‎ 

It took you only two seconds to walk away from Ying’s benevolent aura and move behind the counter where the sickening one lay. The very creaks of the floorboards and the ticking of the machines churned your stomach.

‎ ‎ 

“I’m leaving. You need any help in here?”

‎ 

Your co-worker exclaimed, earning the same response you gave Ying twice. And with that, he immediately tossed the towel on the counter and walked out, leaving your boss in the awkward position of asking the same question.

‎ 

“Y/N?”

‎ 

“I’ll be okay.” 

‎ 

Juxtaposed to the loud slam emitted from the door once your co-worker left, as if to announce his departure, for Ying, it was a gentle woosh of the wind, followed by a click once she’d closed the wooden door. You didn’t even realise she left until you lazily glanced at the exit for a moment, then turned to the task at hand.

‎ 

You grabbed the towel and began wiping the counters. The hum of the refrigerators around you remained as the only thing that broke the heavy silence that encapsulated the small café.

Everyday was the same routine. Wake up, go to work, go home and wait for sleep. At this point, the only thing amiss today was Ying’s offer to make you passion fruit juice. A delightful offer, but the juice here was artificial sugar. If anyone would know that, it was you.

You jumped once you felt a hand on your shoulder, looking over to see Ying.

‎ 

“Oh, Ying, I– I assumed you left.”

‎ 

“No, I merely closed the door.”

‎ 

Your pupils dilated as you took in her soft features once more. But before you could allow this conversation to blossom, you turned away and continued wiping the counters.

‎ 

“Y/N, are you okay?”

‎ 

“What makes you think otherwise?”

‎ 

“Every day, you look more and more like a zombie. I… I cannot help but worry every second you’re not with me.”

‎ 

With a loud clunk, you set down one of the cups on the marble counter and stared at the wet towel in your hand, its temperature combining with the one around you to freeze your bare hand. But that didn’t matter to you. There was only one thing that caught your eye; its colour.

Purple.

A deep sigh escaped you, but you didn’t dare lift your chin to look at your boss.

‎ 

“When are we opening?”

‎ 

Ying held herself and watched you continue working.

‎ 

“Please, just speak to me. I fear the day you won’t walk through that door, and I feel as though it’s coming very soon.”

‎ 

“Enough with the fear mongering. I just don’t want to talk, okay? I don’t even want to look at you.”

‎ 

She opened her mouth, but the words were lodged in her throat. Clearly, though those words escaped you without second thought, Ying was still taken by surprise.

You needed to act fast.

‎ 

“Everything reminds me of them, Ying. And you remind me of him now. More than ever.”

‎ 

“I… I understand. What you’re going through is horrible, nobody deserves to experience anything like this. But, Y/N, please,” she cupped your cheeks in her hands, “I don’t want to lose you, too.”

‎ 

You were forced to look up at the tall woman to even meet her gaze. And that, you hated. You hated how her features somewhat matched Yu’s. The more you scrutinised her, the more similarities you found. Their nose, lips, their height, and the way their silky black hair framed their face. Hell, even their soft voices matched.

‎ 

“You haven’t eaten breakfast today, have you?”

‎ 

Her amiable voice suddenly took on an incredibly stern tone, one alien to someone like her. And to say you were caught off-guard would be a massive understatement.

‎ 

“Pardon?”

‎ 

“You’re pale. Your blood pressure is low.”

‎ 

“Pressure…?”

‎ 

You watched Ying immediately pull away and rush towards the fridge, a gust of cold air hitting you like a whip. On another note, it was winter. Why the hell was the fridge still on?

‎ 

“Ah, I meant sugar, Your blood sugar. We need to get you something to drink!”

‎ 

You eyed the passion fruit juice she took out of the fridge, golden fluid swirling inside in a hypnotising manner. And with a slam of the fridge’s door, its movements grew more rapid and dramatic. Then, you met her gaze with a vacant expression.

‎ 

“Ying, I’m fine.”

‎ 

"For the love of God, please accept some help and get your sugar back up. Just this once, at least!"

‎ 

She desperately held out the juice for you. And, although you were incredibly reluctant, you gave in and grabbed it from her.

‎ 

“Fine, but if I’m going to drink juice, I might as well make it myself.”

‎ 

Ying’s eyes bore into yours whilst you twisted the green plastic cap. Then, a particularly contagious smile lifted her pink lips. That statement must’ve evoked something within her.

‎ 

“Do you still remember how?”

‎ 

“What? Of course I do–”

‎ 

“Wonderful! Then I’ll take out everything you need.”

‎ 

She lit up and trotted over to a nearby counter, her large black ponytail swaying with each step. Ying immediately bent down and took out a few dusty slick grey boxes from inside, but your eyes were only focused on the dust that fell to the ground with every box she took out.

A mess you’d have to mop up.

Nevertheless, you took a sip and immediately grimaced at the unnatural flavour.

‎ 

“I bought a container of passion fruit yesterday, but I was afraid you’d be offended had I asked you to make some again.”

‎ 

"Why would I be offended by that?"

‎ 

With a huff and a loud thud, she slid out the blender’s box onto the ground. Then, she fixed her posture and grabbed it on both sides, ready to lift it.

‎ 

“I did not wish to pressure you into making this again. I understand your circumstances, however…” she lifted the box and set it on the counter, meeting your gaze with a smile, “your products are very addictive!”

‎ 

You took another sip in silence and set the drink next to the cash register, before moving to the fridge to take out the container of passion fruit.

‎ 

“Do you need any help with those?”

‎ 

You shook your head and took out a spoon and a bowl. It didn’t take long for her to catch on to what you were trying to do, clasping her hands together nervously.

‎ 

“Are you going to wash and scoop all those seeds? Alone?”

‎ 

“Are there people outside?”

‎ 

She glanced at the wooden double doors. If the massive windows on the walls weren’t enough, the doors allowed an even wider view of the sidewalk outside. Thankfully, the snow didn’t obscure much of her vision, either.

‎ 

“Ah… No, not quite. This morning is as idle as the others.”

‎ 

“Then I’ll do it.”

‎ 

She smiled and nodded.

‎ 

“I admire your patience.”

‎ 

That was all she said before she turned to unbox the blender. Thankfully, she let the silence in the air settle and allowed you to work alone. At this point, the conversation already grew exhausting enough. You couldn’t be bothered to say another word.

‎ 

❤ฺ·。

‎ 

Winter, three years ago.

‎ 

At first, it started out a chivalrous act.

One day, Yu, your co-worker at the time, randomly offered to escort you to and back from work with a peculiarly red set of cheeks. You said yes. Not that you needed the protection. And quite frankly, looking back, it was clearly a thin veiled attempt for him to get close to you; but you still entertained the offer and walked with him. It quickly became a day to day thing.

First, you’d see him by the gates every morning and head to the café.

Afterwards, once you both went back, you’d part ways at said gate. He’d go to the bus to return to his house, and you’d go up to your apartment. But after you started dating, he started sleeping over. Then, he began spending more time in your cramped home instead of his lavish abode.

Then… Well, to say he simply ‘took over’ would be an understatement.

‎ 

Once the both of you had arrived at the entrance that would lead to your dwelling, you took off the earbud and handed it back to Yu, promptly pushing the thick door to your apartment open. Back then, whenever you’d enter, the gust of air that enfolded you used to have a… melancholic feel to it. 

Now, it was anything but.

‎ 

“Every day you visit, this place looks less and less like the house I live in.”

‎ 

You randomly commented, not bothering to glance at him as you spoke. An audible creak echoed through the small area. Then, with a loud flick, the lights switched open and allowed the comfort of familiarity to finally envelope each of you.

‎ 

“How do you mean?”

‎ 

“Look around. Look at what you’ve done to my home.”

‎ 

You haphazardly gestured around you whilst turning on more lights. And it was only after a moment of confused silence did he finally respond to your comment.

‎ 

“I’m not following.”

‎ 

You turned around, and both of your eyes bore into each others’. Judging by the blank expression he carried, he truly looked lost. So… you’d show him.

You held his hand and guided him down the entrance hall towards the living room, and pointed at the couch that faced the television mounted on the wall. Just looking at it proved your point, seeing how it was covered with blankets.

‎ 

“Two blankets,” you then pointed at the armchair on the corner where another one sat, “three,” the other armchair, “four,” the heaters, “and five.”

‎ 

You turned to face him with crossed arms. 

‎ 

“And the three on my bed.”

‎ 

By the time you finished pointing everything out, both of you had stopped at the doorway that led to the corridor. He knew by the way you pursed your lips; you definitely weren’t done yet.

You took a deep inhale, finally taking in the air that lingered around you like a lovesick ex.

‎ 

“It smells like the inside of a lemon, as well.”

‎ 

Yu smiled politely once you had finalised your sentiment. Sure, your tone was dry, but he wasn’t insulted. In fact, judging by his upright posture, he seemed quite proud of how he unwittingly changed up the place.

‎ 

“I... hear you. On another note, it's been three years and I still haven’t gotten to the balcony yet.”

You raised an eyebrow. He just couldn’t be subtle even if his life depended on it.

‎ 

“I’m not giving you the keys to the balcony, Yu.”

‎ 

“Just a peek?”

‎ 

You turned away and began taking off the heavy jacket you wore, earning a particularly endearing huff from him. The shadows on the ground let you know he crossed his arms and turned his gaze away to the living room. Probably eyeing the blankets on the couch you pointed out just a few minutes ago.

He muttered something under his breath. But before you could ask him what it was, he immediately moved over to the couch. Huh. Your hypothesis was correct.

‎ 

Not paying him any mind, you began slipping off your boots and taking off the hair tie that started to give you a headache.

Then, your eyes widened once you heard a distant spray. You immediately turned around.

“Yu, we don’t need anymore–”

‎ 

The words were lodged in your throat once you realised he wasn’t spraying the room with his lemon mister again. He wasn’t doing that at all, no. Instead, he was misting the potted plant set in the corner of the living room. Holes lay in the edges of its dull leaves. And thanks to the weak sunlight that bled through the windows, you could see that the soil was dangerously dry, as well.

You stepped up solemnly, watching him mist it.

‎ 

“How long has it been since you last watered this?”

‎ 

Judging by the curious tone, you knew that he wasn’t mocking you. He just wasn’t as knowledgeable as you were when it came to plants. You nervously clenched your fists and turned your gaze away, eyes landing on the dark vinyl flooring.

‎ 

“I… must have forgotten about it.”

‎ 

Of course you did. It was a miracle you even slipped out of bed every morning, let alone take care of something like this.

A gentle pat on your shoulder snapped you out of your maelstrom of thoughts, and you hesitantly looked up to meet his gentle gaze.

“That’s okay. You were busy.” He chuckled. “It’s probably why the smell of lemons is so strong, right?”

‎ 

You playfully flicked his forehead with a vacant expression, before grabbing the mister from his hands and aiming it at the plant. That’s one incentive for you to take care of the plant, that’s for sure. Oh, but you’d never tell him that.

Nevertheless, you continued misting. And spraying water on it felt so… weird.

But also relieving.

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[phenomenalgirl9]

Wangji's Friend: Trouble

Summary: Just Wangji saving your arse from Qiren when you cause trouble. Ft. Wei Ying and the Gang.

A/n: This idea randomly popped up.

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You walked into the Library Pavillion to see your childhood best friend in meditation. A smirk grew on your face as you hovered in front of him "Lan Zhan!" "Zhan Zhan" "Wanji" "Xiao Wanji" (little Wanji) you whispered.

When he didn't make any moves, not even his pupils are moving beneath his eye lead. So you picked up the brush from the ink pot and put it to use, yes you drew whiskers on his cheeks. You smiled to yourself and put it down. He looked kinda cute you thought and smiled to yourself. You walked away skipping as you met Nie Huisang on the way and went to enjoy the rest of the day beside the pond.

You were walking around the pond when you felt the hair on your neck stand and as expected, Wangji suddenly appeared holding your hand and twisting it the moment you tried to run. "Ah ah Lan Zhan, Brawling is not allowed in Gusu!" You said as Nie Huisang hid behind a nearby stone. Almost instantly Wei Wuxian walked in behind and started coaxing him "Aye Lan Zhan she's a Gunia what are you-" he looked at hin with a sharp look and then said "Not brawling" and started walking off with you.

He was angry, because Lan Qiren had almost walked in on him while he was wiping his cheeks and when asked he said it accidentally happened. "4 hours, waterfall" Lan Zhan told you and you started whining "why?! 4 hours!! Isn't it too long!! Lan Zhan~!". He made sure you meditated for 4 hours under the waterfall as he sat on the bank playing a new tune he practiced on his guqin.

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Wei Ying were exceptionally good artists. So you two decided on a prank. You know you would get punished but Qiren's probable expression would be worth it. He was drawing an Old rat (a/n: like Shifu from Kung fu Panda) and slowly passed it to Huisang who passed it to you. As Qiren passed from beside you you used your special flying talisman to attach the drawing on his back. A few of the students, even Jiang Cheng giggled earning a glare from Lan Zhan who immediately pulled the talisman and sketch away and crumbled it, silently.

He was literally glaring daggers at you and Wei Ying and you thought you were done for but strangely the rest of the day went quiet. Did Wangji not report you two?

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[drama--universe]

Nature specialist

Requested by anonymous: Howdy-doody! How about The Untamed characters of your own choice x the reader who can interact with nature and animals? They are something like "reader's scouts", so the reader is always the first to know what is happening around them.

Pairing: Untamed boys x gn!reader

Wei Wuxian:

meeting you is a complete accident

he claims it isn't, but it was

you had gotten stuck in a trap, strung up by your foot in the air

and any helpful tool you had laid on the ground

he stumbles by and frees you from the trap

before confessing that he might be lost

and he can't retrace his steps, because all the trees look the same

his words, not yours

surprisingly, to him at least, you have no difficulty with retracing his steps

your eyes were trained on the ground, hands touching the trees and ground ever so often

but after awhile, his steps start to mix with others

a group of people, at least five of them, had crossed the same path

"were you chased?"

it was a normal question, his tracks were clearly followed for a decent distance

his smile said enough as you looked around again

a low whistle from you caused some birds to fly lower to you

one landing on your shoulder

Wuxian had no time to ask what happened as the bird flew off again and you followed

and soon enough, you stood before the town that he came from

you thanked the bird, who then promptly flew off again

and Wuxian was left in a state of shock

because it wasn't that normal for someone to just talk to birds, or at least to understand them in a way

and you just stood there, acting like it was the most normal thing out there

you better believe that he'll cling to you from then on

he basically annoys you, but you don't really mind much

will try to use your skills for stupid little things

like how to find a beautiful scenery

or to see a weird animal that he had never seen before

it definitely makes your life a bit more interesting

and it gains you a life companion

Jiang Cheng:

never did Jiang Cheng think it would be this easy

he had been chasing the same killer for at least a month now

even with the help of other clans

and yet he found nothing, always having the man slip through his fingers

so for some unknown cultivator to do it in just a day

lets just say he is not pleased

and maybe a bit angry

your explanation doesn't make it better

you can listen to nature and track with ease?

even his best trackers couldn't do it

so why would you be able to?

you prove him wrong very quick and easily

because you can easily find him following you

not even an hour into him doing so

it hurts his pride

just a bit

but enough for him to be intrigued

his first thought is to recruit you in a way

but you quickly decline it

before offering to just help him if needed

he calls for you a few times

and every time you finish the job in a day

and every time he is even more impressed

he doesn't really know why

it's not that special

(that's his denial, btw)

soon enough, he calls you up for other things

dinner, a weirdly "important" question or just to talk

you don't bother asking why, he won't answer anyways

but the small smile on his face said enough

Jin Zixuan:

it is pure coincidence that you meet

although his life isn't bad, sometimes Jin Zixuan just ran off into the woods to be alone

and normally it works

until today, where you are also present

sitting by the lake and staring ahead

he pauses for a second, but you turn around anyway and greet him

before apologizing and saying that you didn't realize it was already time for him to come around

with a short mumble that he wasn't usually here on this day of the week

"Why do you know my schedule?"

he's a bit annoyed

you just shrug as you point at the formed path that he had created with his countless visits

but that doesn't explain how you know the days

but you have an explanation for that as well

because anyone can spot whether the ground is still soft from fresh spots or hard from being dry

nonetheless, you get up and ready to leave

and he is left alone again to ponder

you return a few days later

surprised to see him once again, you turn to leave once more

you are stopped when you notice him sleeping

you might not be from Lanling (or anywhere specific to begin with), but you knew his status all too well

thus, leaving him alone while he was asleep was a bit...

mean?

so you sat next to him at arms length, staring at the water

Zixuan awoke not much later

your attention is not on him

rather on the koi fish at your feet

talking in soft whispers as you softly petted them with your finger

Zixuan just stares at you, flinching when you turned your head his way

you give him a short smile before getting up, bowing your head again before turning to leave

his short protest brings you back to sit beside him

and the fish surround your feet once again

which prompts Zixuan to ask why

you just say that it is a gift of yours, nothing else

he doesn't really like the answer and he makes this known

but you don't falter, unlike most

so to get what he wants, he demands you to come over to the spot every day

you don't dare to refuse his request

Wen Ning:

Wen Ning often found himself in the forest, hiding from society that shamed him for being how he was

not a warrior, but rather someone who just preferred peace and quiet

and preferably not too much social interaction

his usual path was blocked this time, however

by a person he had never seen before

"you should wait awhile, there's a herd coming through"

you spoke and Wen Ning frowned slightly, confused by your statement

it was quickly explained as a herd of red deer ran by

you didn't flinch or move away from their path

once the deer were gone, you moved again and walked down the same path as Wen Ning

he awkwardly trails behind you, fumbling with his robes

his awkwardness is quick to dissapear, however, as a cute little animal hopped your way

big eyes staring up at you before climbing up your extended arm

it sits on your shoulder, hiding behind your hair as it stared at Wen Ning

"you can pet him if you want. He's just a bit shy."

Wen Ning gets closer and extends his hand, lighting up when the creature actually acknowledges him

then it runs off again, just as quick as it came

Wen Ning wonders if it was your pet

but you shake your head when he asks

you stopped by a pond, staring straight ahead of you into the water

Wen Ning gets closer to the water as well, wanting to sit down in front of the water

he quickly jumps back again when he's met with two yellow eyes of an alligator

but once again, he is fascinated with how it approaches you with care before nestling in your arms

his curiosity wins and he approaches

with care of course

crouches and just stares

listens carefully as you start talking, kind enough to explain what was happening

Wen Ning later choses to sit as he listens to you

with his typical shy smile as the animals approached him as well

his fascination goes to you as well

and when he opens up, you should expect a lot of questions

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[thebaddiestpersontoexist]

I love them so much 🫶 I couldn’t help myself

This is only fanart, and will and does not effect the canon ship. Y/n is basically YOU. If the concept of Wangxian x Y/N/You/Reader is not your cup of tea, please block me or don’t interact. Hate comments aren’t welcomed here, and should never be welcomed to any kind of harmless post. Thank you. 😚

#wangxian #wei ying #wei wuxian #lan wangji #lan zhan #mo dao zu shi #mdzs fanart #mxtx #mxtx mdzs #mxtx fandom #mxtx fanart #wei wuxian x lan wangji #wei wuxian x reader #lan wangji x wei wuxian #y/n #lan wangji x reader #my art

[bloomingapricots]

Eclipsing the Sun

Updated here first at AO3

 The reader is called Dúzhě (读者) which means “reader”

Obviously, I'm trying to name the reader like Kim Dokja as I learned his name means reader

As I wrote the story, calling the reader, A-Wen, was weird to me, and given that people call each other by their full name and in third person so

9/20/23; Did some small editing

Life (here) | Destiny’s Design | Threaded Fate

Chapter One | Life

Out of all families you could have transmigrated in the Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation, you transmigrated as a Wen. As annoying as the Sect Leader and his sons are, you are luckily born into the Dafan Wen branch, making your position in the story a mob character and hidden from the main cast. The moment you transmigrated and gained your bearings, you already had a plan in mind for the Wens who will cause problems in the future.

“Duzhe-xiongjie[1]!” You heard someone call your name. You whipped your nose with your handkerchief before turning to see Wen Ning calling for you. “Jiejie is asking for you to join her at lunch,”

“Alright, I will head over in a moment, A-Ning,”

“Mm,” Wen Ning nodded. He glanced at your work worriedly before leaving the cave you were in. After making sure Wen Ning left, you let the blood drip from your nose.

“This Tangdi[2] and Tangjie[3] of mine is too perceptive,” you mumbled to yourself. You quickly packed up your work and hid it. Wen Qing is probably going to discuss the Cloud Recesses lecture with you, you thought as you whipped your nose again. After double-checking that your work was hidden, you left your cave to join Wen Qing and Wen Ning for lunch. You wondered if there would be a chance for you to befriend the main cast.

—

Somehow you befriended Wei Ying, but at the same time, he cast his misfortune on you and now you're forced to be punished with him. At least you can have a closer look at Lan Zhan, but you awkwardly make eye contact with him each time he catches you staring blatantly at him. You are also not looking forward to the teasing from the Wen son you-forgot-the-name-of or Wen Qing scolding.

“Lan Zhan! Lan Zhan!” Wei Ying called out repeatedly. Normally, you would feel annoyed at becoming an invisible third wheel, but this is WangXian in front of you. It is also entertaining to analyze Lan Zhan’s facial movements. You are already wishing for this moment to last a bit longer as in the future, you hope that these two will not be too mad with your actions as you already become attached to them.

“Wen Duzhe!” Wei Ying called out, snapping you out of your thoughts.

“Yes?” you replied.

“It’s dinnertime.” Lan Zhan announced.

“Oh, alright,” you got up and followed the two to the dining hall. You had actually finished long ago but wanted to continue to observe the two leads. Even when you are walking behind the two as Wei Ying is walking next to Lan Zhan, chatting his ears off, they occasionally glance at you. You truly wish that this moment would last a little longer.

—

“Ah” You shiver as though you have been doused in ice-cold water. You tried to stop Wei Ying from pulling on Lan Zhan’s forehead ribbon but were not only unsuccessful but the other end of Lan Zhen’s ribbon got tangled in your arm guard. Thus you and Wei Ying untangled Lan Zhan’s forehead ribbon with Wei Ying holding one end and your arm guard holding the other. You internally scream, oh fuck, repeatedly. Luckily, Lan Zhan was mostly mad at Wei Ying seeing as you yourself were not holding his ribbon and it took a bit for Lan Zhan to untangle his ribbon from your arm guard. “I-I’m sorry,”

“... Hm,” Lan Zhan replied, holding your wrist a bit too long.

—

This is it, you thought as you walked towards Lan Zhan, Cloud Recesses burning around you.

“Wen Duzhe?” Lan Zhan questioned.

“It’s been a while, Lan Wanji,” you greeted as you stood beside him. Your cousin noticed you standing beside Lan Zhahn.

“Duzhe-er! What exactly are you doing here?” He yelled. You simply smiled at him and threw the bag you had in your hand as high as you could, then pierced it with a knife, making the bag explode. Your special powder spread everywhere and slowly your cousin and his soldiers started coughing up blood, surprising the nearby Lans and Lan Zhan. “You! Ack, what did you do!”

“Well, one should always make sure to know where their food comes from,” you replied. Lan Zhan noticed the dark look in your eyes. “Was I not even a little suspicious when I took every opportunity to be on kitchen duty?” One by one, the Wen soldiers collapse as your cousin coughed up a bloody storm. “Of course, I believe that if you do not eat the food you serve, you should not serve it at all,”

Lan Zhan watched as blood dripped from your nose and placed a hand on your back as you swayed slightly.

“Unlike you guys, I have built up resistance. My time in the medical wing was not me having a weak constitution but recovering from poisoning myself,” You collapsed on your knees as Lan Zhan followed to support you. Panting slightly, your vision slowly blackened. You did this at Yunmeng Jiang too, which allowed the Sect to come out with not too much death and Jiang Cheng not to lose his gold core. “Lan... Zhan,” you slowly turned your head as Lan Zhan positioned you so that he could cradle you.

“Wen Duzhe,” Lan Zhan replied.

“Wei… Wei Ying, you need to,” you shuddered as the poison coldly coursed through you. “Find Wei Ying,”

“Yes, I will find Wei Ying,” At Lan Zhan's confirmation to find Wei Ying, you stopped resisting. “Wen Duzhe? Wen Duzhe!”

[1] From my research to make this gender-neutral!Duzhe. 兄弟姐妹 Xiongdijiemei means “siblings'' but that is an eyeful in pinyin so I shorten it to 兄姐 xiongjie to make it “Older siblings'' plus it looks better than gejie

[2] 堂弟 Tangdi means “Younger male paternal cousin”

[3] 堂姐 Tangjie means “Older female paternal cousin”

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hi can you do a scenario of lan zhan y/n wei ying y/n hasn't been eating much so they feed him the scenario is that y/n is sitting on the edge of the water and lan zhan is behind kissing his neck and his lips while wei ying is in the water between his legs kissing his thighs making him gasp and lan zhan put a strawberry between his lips if y/n doesn't eat he won't be able to have more pleasure (it doesn't have to be explicit if you don't feel comfortable it can be subtle and I like the dialogue)

Writers Note(s): The first few lines confused me but I did get it in the end, Anon! I can do this for you, and I made it more sensual like a post-Wedding honeymoon thing if you don't mind! ^^ I also used more Chinese based fruits for this, for accuracy!

Info on Reader: Reader is confirmed AMAB in this work. The Reader is mentioned to not have healthy eating habits; can be because of personal reasons, the clan wars, and/or anything. Reader is pampered here in a sensual manner, if you don't like please steer away.

Timeline: Post-canon, WangXian/Reader decided to have a proper honeymoon and left the Cloud Recesses for a short while. Inn is ambiguous.

🔴 Slightly suggestive content, be warned. It's more pampering and soft, but it is sensual and hinting.

Fujoshis and Fem Readers DNI || Enjoy your read!

The long time it took your group of three to finally get to the inn Wei Ying recommended, it was already time to rest and close your doors.

The honeymoon phase of your tri-elopement has been so bitter and filled with war, mystery, and more negativity then you'd like to recall. Your younger self, if you ever could tell them about this, would be horrified from start to finish. Your stomach felt hollow, yet full of cotton as you think back on the events yourself.

By the time Wei Wing had secured your party a room for a few days and Lan Wangji had borrowed the kitchen to make a basic meal for your travels; they both found you dead asleep and refusing to wake on the mat while they ate.

Even during breakfast, you only ate the bowl of glutinous rice that was put in front of you and took some of the grilled wontons to quell your stomach sending up unpleasant pangs. Sadly, it seemed that while exploring the town, that was the only time they saw you eat. Your jug of water was refilling a lot, compared to your plate at home.

Reflecting on the food habits of your travels and here at the inn and resort, you should have expected that these two handsy husbands would come up with something like this.

... When you finally are led where they wanted you, sitting on the pools rim while fully dressed and Wei Ying holding onto your robe, you feel Wei Ying saddle as close as possible while picking up a cherry.

While the inns personal bath is outside, it is surrounded by a fence that you are glad exists. You had been escorted in by Lan Wangji and in the large spring of water, you could see Wei Ying already in the water and messing with a bowl of fruit on the pools edge. You recognize said fruit had been bought in a shopping frenzy by Wei Ying earlier, so you suspected they were up to something...

And you were right. Very right.

Said cherry ended up at your lips and Wei Ying teases out an, "Say ahhhh..." before you got the hint. Eating it earns you a cheeky "attaboy" from him too.

Lan Wangji is the one who speaks up to explain this new situation to you as your robes soak in the water. "You haven't eaten well. It's our honeymoon. Eat." Lan Wangji ends the sentence with a kiss to your neck.

Wei Ying chimes in next with an apple slice between his index and thumb. "We've noticed that you haven't been eating well and we, as your husbands, just want to treat you a bit. We can't allow our husband to go hungry, can we?"

As he states that, he puts the slice onto your lips again and your stomach gives a pang as you eat it from your husbands hand. As you see him smile at your agreement, you feel Lan Wangji give an airy kiss to your shoulder as he pulls down your collar.

Oh... Oh, they were clever.

They were very passionate lovers, you knew that as you've been there for every walk of life with them. From Lan Wangji's first drinks in public with you and Wei Ying all the way to late night escapades during a clan war, you've known them to be handsy and very reckless. And it seems in this inn they'll risk letting the owners see them just to be loving on you.

You expected Wei Ying to feed you again, but the only one properly in pool attire in the water was more enamored with reaching up your robes and cradling your legs. Wei Ying pushes up the wet clothes and kisses up from your ankle to your knee as your face heats.

You're so enamored with Wei Ying that the new cherry at your lips startles you for a second before you hear again. "Eat."

You do and you're rewarded with Wei Ying biting wherever he lands, and you let out a gasp as an answer. Lan Wangji was gentler in his approach as he kissed at your neck, but you can hear his own breath speeding up as you gasp. Lan Wangji was next and fed you a piece of persimmon, and eating it earned you a kiss on the jaw from Lan Wangji himself.

"Good boy, good boy..." Wei Ying soothes as he relaxes further in the water till he is just bobbing carefree between your legs in the pool. "You're starting to get the hang of it. You snack, and we'll take care of the rest."

"It seems you two just like feeling me up and added fruit into the mix." You tease as you notice Lan Wangji slipping a hand to your sash to loosen your layers of clothes. You suspect eventually you might have to go in the water fully at this rate. "What do I get out of this, hm? I'll have to work off all this sugar if we're not care..."

Wei Ying grabbed at a starfruit as you were talking and slipped it between his own lips and held it there as he listens to you talk, and after you were trailing off he grinned with it in between his teeth.

You look at how smug he is and question him. "Wei Ying? What are you... ?"

And he seals his lips to yours with sudden movement. Lan Wangji was undoing your sash and robes, kissing and nipping your neck as Wei Ying attacked your lips. The starfruit was cut small and you feel the ridges pass your lips as your husband in front of you tangles his fingers in your hair. It was a tart, sweet, and stinging kiss.

Lan Wangji, who's been far too passive in the verbal department, seems to have his dam broken as he watches his two husbands make out before him. Lan Wangji's voice hitches as he is the one to answer your question from earlier.

"Passion..."

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