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everythingshiny · 1 year
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My Jiang Cheng modern au is now complete!
Thank you to everyone for reading ♥
Running Out of Things to Hold (61498 words) by everythingsshiny Chapters: 14/14 Fandom: 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV), 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Jiāng Chéng | Jiāng Wǎnyín/Lán Huàn | Lán Xīchén, Jiāng Chéng | Jiāng Wǎnyín & Jīn Líng | Jīn Rúlán, Lán Zhàn | Lán Wàngjī/Wèi Yīng | Wèi Wúxiàn Characters: Jiāng Chéng | Jiāng Wǎnyín, Lán Huàn | Lán Xīchén, Jīn Líng | Jīn Rúlán, Wèi Yīng | Wèi Wúxiàn, Lán Zhàn | Lán Wàngjī, Lán Yuàn | Lán Sīzhuī Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Parenthood, (well unclehood), florist!Jiang Cheng, teacher!lan xichen, angsty teen!jin ling, wangxian wedding planning, Angst and Fluff, Angst with a Happy Ending, Slow Burn, most characters dead in canon are dead at the start of this fic, Family Dynamics, jin ling's Been Through It poor kid, jiang cheng is not good at parenting but he tries (oh my god does he try) Summary: Jiang Cheng does not have time to be a best man at Wei Wuxian's wedding. Not only does he have to run the family business all by himself, but he also has to raise his teenage nephew - a task that's starting to feel increasingly impossible. The last thing he needs is to waste time planning Wei Wuxian's wedding. Especially when it means working with his stupidly attractive, insufferably nice fellow best man, Lan Xichen.
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ohmypreciousgirl · 2 years
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Hiya! I don't know if you might have an answer, but because I recognize a avid reader I'm gonna ask nevertheless.
I'm looking for a Xicheng fic that I had read in Ao3 a long time ago where Lan Xichen finally comes out of seclusion and there is a Sect Meeting for the big occasion so Jiang Cheng selects to gift an Bingdi lotus to him without knowing it's meaning. This sets off a chain of event where Lan Xichen starts to spend more time with Jiang Cheng and falls completely in love.
By chance, have you read it before and know it's name? 'Cause I can't find it anywhere.
In advance, thanks for your patience.
I wish you the best of luck~!
Of course I know this one! It's one of my fave fics - you didn't mention it, but this story is actually an ABO fic. The name is Restoration by Yuexuan. Sorry for the late response, I just came back after more than an year away from Tumblr due to my health!
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poorlittleyaoyao · 1 year
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For Fandom confession ask game: I think jiang cheng loved Wei wuxian in a more than brotherly or platonic way but didn't have the emotional knowledge to recognize it and that's why it hurt him so bad when Wei wuxian defected from the jiang sect and later went off lan wangji because Wei wuxian was supposed to be his person and he left him behind
Y E A H
YEAH
And this isn't even me being amatonormative about it, because it doesn't even have to be romantic or sexual to be an intensity that is beyond what is typical of siblings or best friends or sworn confidantes. I posted once about how Jiang Cheng embodies Jo March's reaction to John Brooke asking to court Meg in Little Women:
“Of course not. It would be idiotic! I knew there was mischief brewing. I felt it, and now it’s worse than I imagined. I just wish I could marry Meg myself, and keep her safe in the family.“
IF ONLY HE COULD MARRY WEI WUXIAN HIMSELF AND KEEP HIM SAFE IN THE FAMILY!!
Of course, if you are interpreting this in a romantic/sexual context, there is SO MUCH to unpack there, especially re: his resentment towards Wangji, and it is outrageous to me that it's not one of the top Jiang Cheng ships.
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hannigramislife · 8 months
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I want, above all, a hurt Jiang Cheng fic that resonates with my entire soul.
Like, I want to read about a post-canon Jiang Cheng being so misunderstood, even as he's trying his hardest to form relationships with the people around him, yet they remain suspicious due to his harsh personality. But like– I want it to hurt. I want Jiang Cheng to explode, to give up, to stop fighting and let everything go, to completely lose his faith.
And then. Then I want someone to fight for him for once. I want someone to realize he deserves better.
I want Jiang Cheng to not be the only one reaching out for once :')
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yumminyy · 2 months
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ATRAVÉS DOS SEUS OLHOS
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kyuyua · 2 years
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That moment when your fanfic characters are too fucking stupid so you throw your head up, put your phone down, and take a deep fucking breath because you cannot deal with this shit.
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lady-of-the-spirit · 4 months
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idk who started the trend in xicheng fics of them calling each other "my heart" but I thank them for doing it
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asideoftrashplease · 1 year
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xicheng marriage wip (i)
I hear JC antis are complaining that “JC stans from twitter” are posting canon-verse xicheng in the canon JC tag. I find this extremely puzzling because they seem to like their JC deranged, unhinged, and dealing badly with WWX’s death. I don’t understand why I should be excluded from this tag when I TOO like my JC deranged, unhinged, and dealing badly with WWX’s death. So have the opening snippet of my ✨xicheng marriage of convenience✨ WIP, where the Lan elders try to void the wangxian marriage on basis of an old Confucian rule, stating that younger brothers cannot marry before older brothers — so JC offers himself up for a loveless marriage with LXC, and LXC (who is depressed and disillusioned after Guanyin Temple) agrees. They do not initially get along. DRAMA ensues.
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After two wars, Lan Xichen thinks he can speak authoritatively on the matter — the bulk of the work always comes after the war.
This argument between Lanling Jin and a coalition of smaller sects has raged on for hours now, late into the night. It is far past Gusu Lan's traditional bedtime, and Lan Xichen can feel tiredness slowly beginning to chip away at his patience.
"I would like to advocate again for the open dissemination of the Yiling Patriarch's research notes," he says tiredly, for what feels like the fourth or fifth time that night. "Parts of his research have the potential to be used for good. Everyone should be able to benefit from his inventions."
A minor sect leader shoots to his feet. Sect Leader Yao is his name, Lan Xichen remembers suddenly. He does not remember the name with much fondness.
“But what of the parts that could be used for harm?!” Sect Leader Yao cries, appalled. “The common people cannot be trusted with such evil techniques! Not to mention that there’s a high risk of things going wrong if they are practiced incorrectly. How can these notes just be distributed so carelessly?!”
“And that’s why Lanling Jin is best suited to safeguard these techniques,” Jin Guangyao interjects, smiling. “We have a guest disciple who has the knowledge to interpret these notes, safely testing out the techniques until we can figure out which ones are safe enough for public use.”
Nie Mingjue, a hitherto quiet figure, finally lets out a cold laugh.
“You’re talking about Xue Yang,” he says.
Lan Xichen winces, sensing an oncoming argument
“Da-ge—” he begins placatingly.
“Your entire Jin Sect is a pit of vipers,” Nie Mingjue spits, “and I wouldn’t trust you with a dagger, let alone an entire manual of dangerous cultivation techniques.” He chuckles humorlessly. “When are you going to hand Xue Yang over for trial?”
Even though he does not address the question to anyone specifically, his eyes are pinned on Jin Guangyao. The other man drops his eyes, avoiding his gaze.
“My, my, Sect Leader Nie,” Jin Guangshan begins silkily. “Such venomous accusations. Won’t you give your sworn brother some face?”
Jin Guangyao stiffens at those words. After a moment, however, Nie Mingjue just scoffs, turning to the man sitting silently at his side.
“And you, Jiang Wanyin?” he questions sharply. “Do you have nothing to say?”
Everyone startles at that, turning to the young sect leader, having all but forgotten about his presence. He had been so quiet, so still, just staring vacantly at the table for the whole discussion. Even now, he does not even twitch, sitting still as stone. 
“No,” he replies, monotone.
Nie Mingjue lets out a frustrated, disbelieving noise.
“You alone have veered the furthest from the demonic path,” he presses. “You alone have condemned it whole-heartedly, eliminated all that would misuse it. And now, you will not fight to safeguard these manuals from falling into the hands of unscrupulous others?”
When Jiang Wanyin still says nothing, Nie Mingjue leans in.
“Jiang Wanyin,” he hisses. “You have the strongest claim to his possessions. You will not fight?! He was your Da-shixiong! He was your brother! You have the right!”
There’s a crackle. 
The flickering purple of Jiang Cheng’s ring casts a conspicuous glow in the dim room, painting his still features in eerie shadow. 
“He was no brother of mine,” Jiang Wanyin says without inflection. “I lay no claim.”
Nie Mingjue sits back in his chair, seemingly backing down.
“Calm yourself, Jiang Wanyin,” he mutters. “You want no part in this? Fine. I’m not going to argue with you.”
At those words, the crackle dies, and the room eases a little. This, however, is apparently enough for Jin Guangshan to resume his machinations without fear.
“And yet,” he drawls, leaning back in his seat, “the young Sect Leader Jiang continues to hoard the most valuable piece of the puzzle. Is the ghost flute Chenqing not in your possession? Do you not guard it zealously at your Lotus Pier?” 
Jiang Wanyin does not speak, and after a moment, Jin Guangyao reaches out to grip discreetly at Jin Guangshan’s sleeve. 
“Father,” he murmurs worriedly. 
“Don’t call me that,” Jin Guangshan snarls, flicking Jin Guangyao’s touch off with a wave of his sleeve. He does not even look at Jin Guangyao, eyes fixed single-mindedly on the other sect leader. “Is it even in Lotus Pier, Jiang Wanyin, or have you hidden it elsewhere?"
Jiang Wanyin’s gaze, previously fixed unmovingly on the table, raises slowly to meet Jin Guangshan’s eyes. Lan Xichen can’t help but feel a strange sense of foreboding. The young man in front of him had once been so easy to cow, always wary of offending his elders, always keen not to draw anyone’s ire, but now, he meets Jin Guangshan’s gaze head-on, without any hint of an apology.
"You have evaded all attempts to inquire of its whereabouts, all attempts to hold you to accountability," Jin Guangshan continues. "Do you really think you are above questioning?! Do you really think we will allow you to hold Chenqing indefinitely, without explanation, without justification?!”
Outside, the trees rustle briefly, disturbed by a sudden breeze. The gust flutters at the edges of the papers on the desk, setting the candles on the table violently a-flicker. The dancing candlelight lights Jiang Wanyin's face from beneath, his eyes flashing dangerously in its glow, but still, Jin Guangshan doesn’t seem to notice.
“We will not have another person holding onto dark weapons without any means of accountability,” he concludes. “We will not have another Yiling Patriarch!"
Lan Xichen blinks, and when he next opens his eyes, the long discussion table has tipped over, hitting the floor with a loud, thunderous crash. The candles on the table fall to the ground, lighting the scattered maps and notes on fire. With that, the room is thrown into sudden darkness, shadows flickering and flashing dizzyingly against the walls as several others begin to stamp out the fire, shouting in alarm.
Jin Guangyao’s shrill voice cuts through the din like a knife.
“Jiang Wanyin!” he screams.
Lan Xichen looks up to see Jin Guanyao falling backwards, knocked away by a fierce sweep of Jiang Wanyin’s arm. With the other hand, Jiang Wanyin has reached across the toppled table, and is gripping Jin Guangshan by the collar, all but lifting him off his seat.
“You want accountability?!” he hisses. “You want justification?!”
“Jiang Wanyin, stop this!” Jin Guangyao shrieks. He grabs Jiang Wanyin’s elbow, pulling at him with his whole body, but still, Jiang Wanyin will not be moved.
“Then let me tell you!” Jiang Wanyin thunders. “Chenqing is on my person! It is on my person right now, as it has been since I gained possession of it, and as it will be until Wei Wuxian returns to claim it!” 
“You’re mad!” Jin Guangshan shrieks. “Claim it?! How?! He’s dead! Dead!” 
“How would you know?!” Jiang Wanyin  bellows, shaking Jin Guangshan violently by the neck. “Did you see him die?! Did you find a body?! There was no body! No bones! Nothing to claim— nothing to bury!” 
“Let go of him!” Jin Guangyao screams, still pulling desperately at Jiang Wanyin’s arm as Lan Xichen rushes around the smoldering wreck of the table.
“Jiang Wanyin!” Lan Xichen hollers, grabbing Jiang Wanyin’s other arm. “Control yourself!”
Nie Mingjue leaps across the table as well. But in Jiang Wanyin’s mad rage, not even the combined efforts of three prominent cultivators can restrain him. 
“He’ll be back!” he spits in Jin Guangshan’s face. “And when he finally comes for me, when he finally comes for his accursed flute— I’ll kill him, and kill him, and kill him dead!”
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This memory is what plays in Lan Xichen’s mind, over and over, while Jiang Cheng bows his head, presenting a red letter in gold lettering. 
“For my brother’s happiness,” he says tonelessly, “please accept my marriage proposal.”
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superiorjello · 7 months
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I don't understand all the people in various different fandoms I've seen lately ragging on rarepairs/non-canon pairs because "they don't talk to each other/have no on-screen chemistry" or "you're just putting random people together because they're not dating anyone else"
Folks.
The point of fanfiction is that IT'S NOT CANON, it's you sitting around with your fave action figures and SMASHING THEM TOGETHER
Sometimes that happens to be the most common pairing or something actually canon. But sometimes, that's you taking a square and a circle and putting them together and saying WHAT IF!
Sometimes it's looking at the parts that make up two entirely different people and asking "What would it take for these two to work together?" and the joy of that sort of exploration and discovery is INDESCRIBABLE
FANFIC DOESNT HAVE TO CARE ABOUT CANON
IT DOESN'T MATTER WHAT *DID* HAPPEN, IT MATTERS WHAT *COULD* HAPPEN
Thank you and have a nice day
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lgbtlunaverse · 7 months
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The saddest thing about me and xicheng is that I am incredibly interested in only one very specific iteration of this ship that is literally impossible because the versions of the characters do not exist at the same time. That is, I'd love to see what would happen if you put a Jiang Cheng less than 3 years removed from Wei Wuxian's death and a post-canon seclusion Lan Xichen in the same room together.
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winepresswrath · 11 months
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we were talking about rarepairs in my slack the other day & my take on xicheng is that if you include only the fics where they are actually in character and not simply purple & blue trope vessels, it actually is a very rare pair indeed. i would genuinely love to read a xicheng fic that takes place in or around sunshot when they're both like "oh fuck oh no this is the worst possible time to suddenly be a sect leader" but alas i have yet to encounter one that fits my exacting standards
I think it is SO reasonable that the Xicheng crowd are uninterested in my yearnings for fics that are not so secretly mostly about yunmeng bros and Wangji, and also very aware I should cook my own food if I'm hungry, but if someone wrote them as a wildly toxic disaster that frustrates and confounds all of their friends and relations it would legit make me ship it and cheer for them to work it out in the end. I just want them to be bad (for Wangxian & initially each other) before they're good. Also for Jin Ling to be like "I have already lost one uncle to Xichen mediated conflict please no more" while Sizhui argues that there wouldn't be any conflict to mediate if certain sandu shengshous would get it together.
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ohmypreciousgirl · 2 years
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Heyyy
Idk if you help in finding fics but there was a xicheng fic. It was right after canon. Jin guangyao somehow curses lx, after he dies( there was a red thread??). Anywyas the curse will somehow try to harm jc cause i think the point of the curse is to keep lx lonely or something. So lx breaks up and distances himself from jc. Jc will agree to marry a girl ( as her beard) cause her father would be abusive or something and in the end lx manages to break the curse. I'm explaing it very badly but it was a well written, multichapter story. Thank you anyways! Your blog is lovely :)
I might be wrong, but I'm sure it's We were not meant for eternity (so we created one) by Iamthedarkoverlord. It's a very angst and incredible piece ♥
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ultfreakme · 9 months
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Xicheng my beloved. Idc if people think it's a crack ship I love them
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jadedbirch · 1 year
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When the Whistle Calls You Home by ElDiablito_SF
aka Evil Grape AU 😈 (Now Complete at 29K)
Art by @ck90 - thank you for this glory!
Wei Wuxian comes back from the dead to a different world in which Jiang Cheng has become the Chief Cultivator and he rules the jianghu with an iron fist. As Wei Wuxian tries to settle back into his life with the Jiang Sect, he slowly starts to realize that perhaps everything isn’t quite as pleasant as it seems, but Wei Wuxian has never been particularly good at letting sleeping dogs lie 😈
MIND THE AO3 TAGS PLEASE
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undermycoat · 7 months
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curiosity-killed · 11 months
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This is the funniest backhanded fic rec I’ve ever encountered. Absolutely incredible 10/10 no edits needed
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