LINKDING

Summary: <blockquote>Jiang Cheng realises that his own nephew has never tried his mother's signature dish, and takes it upon himself to rectify this. [Recipe at the end]</blockquote> ➤ post-canon, jiang cheng realises jin ling has never tasted his mother's soup ➤ cue the epic quest to learn how to recreate it, and the things he learns along the way ➤ lovely fic about family and about food ➤ 4k words in length ➤ thanks to stultiloquentia for the rec!

Summary: <blockquote>The truth was they had been friends. Three months is a long time to spend with someone, day after day, sharing meals and weary hours. At the time, Jiang Cheng really didn’t have anyone else and neither did Lan Wangji. It wasn’t only the search that bound them, but the desperation as well: that there might be some mercy in the world left for the two of them. That out of everyone else they’d lost, Wei Wuxian at least should live.</blockquote> ➤ exploring the relationship between Jiang Cheng and Lan Wangji; the three months of almost-friendship when they were searching for Wei Wuxian together, and then the many years of hatred that followed ➤ and yet lwj saves jc's life when he's injured in a night hunt. but they still hate each other. ➤ the deep well of bitterness on both sides, as both feel fully justified in their hate! god it's so good. the vibes in this fic are impeccable. ➤ 2k words in length ➤ thanks by-lookitmychicken for the rec!

Summary: <blockquote>Jin Ling didn't mean to commit zine fraud. Surely you get a free pass if you didn't know how taxes work?!</blockquote>

Summary: <blockquote> You are angry, but also tired. It is a kind of tired that never stops, a constant exhaustion that seeps into your bones, your heart, that never disappears no matter how much you rest. You are tired of being angry, tired of wondering, tired of regretting.</blockquote> ➤ the one where jc maintains chengqing over the 13 years wwx is dead - bamboo flutes require upkeep to keep from cracking

<blockquote>“Lan Zhaaaaan,” he whines, “are you sure I didn’t imagine that? He actually said he’s hosting our wedding banquet?” Lan Wangji looks up from the desk, where he’s been reviewing notes from today’s lectures. “He did.” “Jiang Cheng said that?” “He did.” Wei Ying sighs dramatically. “But what do you think it means?” “I think it means he wants to mend things with you,” Lan Zhan says calmly. / Or: one million times nobody talked about their feelings and one time they did (because I made them)</blockquote> ➤ followed this as a wip and it's been so long since I read the earlier parts of the story that I no longer remember much about it, but I did enjoy the fic!

<blockquote>“I know what you’re thinking,” he insisted, “and you’re a fucking idiot. You think it’s not fair that I have a core and you don’t. You think your life has been hard. You think the worst possible thing has happened to you.” He knew it was true, because he remembered thinking that. He’d lain in bed for days like a fool, believing that nothing could be worse than losing every hope of cultivation. “You hate seeing me because I have something that you don’t, and I —” he choked on the words. “You have no fucking idea.” The other Jiang Cheng’s face grew more and more contemptuous as he talked. “You’re wrong,” he said icily. “I don’t want a single thing you have. Not at the price you paid.” --- Jiang Cheng and Wei Wuxian find themselves in a world where things went differently.</blockquote>

<blockquote>"Are you alright?" Jiang Cheng asks. "What happened?" "Jiujiu!" Jin Ling says, his voice panicked. "Jiujiu, it's Wei Wuxian! He's hurt!" Jiang Cheng freezes. Wei Wuxian gets hurt on a night hunt. Jiang Cheng is displeased to find out that he's been wandering around on his own instead of living with Lan Wangji in Cloud Recesses. He ends up fixing it.</blockquote>

<blockquote>In his defense—not that he needs one, of course, because he’s done nothing wrong, technically, for the most part, but if he did he’d have this one ready, just in case—Jingyi started it. Jin Ling comes up with a foolproof plan to repair his uncles' relationship. Unfortunately, his uncles can be very, very stupid.</blockquote>

➤ Series starts from the premise of Wen Qing living, and then wanders through a whole bunch of different characters. I forgot to note down anything of note about this series when I read it, but I enjoyed it. ➤ Series consists of: cranes flying west amidst the storms emerging with an unbridled heart their eyes remain clear when autumn leaves fall teach these young ones life and death's joy and grief

<blockquote>Wei Wuxian and Jiang Wanyin are only sort of speaking. This doesn’t prevent Wei Wuxian from interfering in Jiang Wanyin’s life. Just because you're estranged doesn't mean you don't want your palpably miserable baby brother to be happy! And you know what's made Wei Wuxian very, very happy? Marriage.</blockquote> ➤ Gen about wwx and jc working on reconciling post canon

<blockquote>Wei Wuxian has been wandering alone for six months when he suddenly stops writing. This is deeply concerning to at least a few people. Jiang Cheng is not among them. No, really, he's not. (Or, the one where Wei Wuxian vanishes and Lan Wangji, reluctantly, asks for Jiang Cheng's help tracking him down.)</blockquote>

<blockquote>Jiang Cheng mourns his family and cleans up his brother's mistakes.</blockquote> ➤ jc and demonic cultivators during the time wwx is dead ➤ augh (complimentary)

<blockquote>Jiang Cheng takes a few deep breaths and tries to put his life back together. This is easier said than done. Notes: As I said recently on my blog: get into a show for the gay angst, come out of it with the sibling angst, aka this is kind of the fic I came out of the series most wanting to write. Because I have, wouldn't you know it, a lot of feelings. Specifically about complicated sibling relationships and trying to fix the things you kinda broke and don't really know how to put back together, especially when you're not always sure what you even want, really, and also everyone is traumatized. So this is what happened when I took a swan dive into that.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Jiang Cheng wakes up to a perfectly fine, perfectly normal day... and a six year old brother-in-law. It falls to him to take care of Lan Wangji, who has only just lost his mother, is wary of being touched, and doesn't ask as many questions as he should. Can Jiang Cheng put history aside or will old bitter memories get the better of him?</blockquote>

<blockquote>It had been shaping up to be a really lovely party, and honestly, quite a nice cultivation conference in general. Instead, his last surviving brother was exchanging polite bows with Jin Rulan, and Nie Huaisang was going to spend four days on edge.</blockquote> ➤ (JGY is a character in absentia, not actually present in this fic) ➤ augh (complimentary)

<blockquote>A subset of the letters Jiang Cheng never sent to Wei Wuxian.</blockquote>

<blockquote>“Just do what you can, Senior Wei!” Sizhui whispers. “We’ll be right here!” “Yeah!” Jingyi says. “And just remember: it’s going to be a disaster either way, so it’s not like there’s much you can do about it!” (Or: Lan Wangji and Jiang Cheng plan a discussion conference together. It goes about as well as Wei Wuxian expects.)</blockquote>