LINKDING

Summary: The Institute of Religious Studies was housed in one of the oldest structures at the university, an ornate hipped-roof building that overlooked the campus from the foot of the northern peaks. Aside from the narrow drive that wound up the rise from the other side of campus, the only access was via a steep staircase or a switchbacked path that took twenty minutes to ascend. Most people on campus called it the Mountain. ➤ songxuexiao t4t4t modern au where they're grad students in china ➤ I had the pleasure of getting to see this fic as it came together, and the thought and care verity puts into their writing is always so evident in their beautifully written and beautifully constructed stories! ➤ from song lan's pov as he watches creepy stalker xue yang entwine herself into his bff (and object of pining) xiao xingchen's life ➤ sl DOESN'T trust xy, he DOES find it super hot to put her in her place and have sex with her, he DOES struggle to be fully vulnerable with xxc despite everything she is to him ➤ the vibes are so good, I love how real and present each character and their complex emotions about each other are, and I love the way the theme of the weather runs through the whole fic holding things together ➤ highly recommend! ➤ 12k words in length

Summary: <blockquote>Lan Qiren was running to catch up, because he was always running to catch up. He was determined not to fall behind, but he was slow, as always, and tired more easily than the others, and then he got distracted and realized a considerable distance had opened up between him and the rest of the group. He ran to catch up – He tripped. He was going to fall flat on his face, he realized as he pitched forward, throwing his hands up in front of his face to try to blunt the pain since humiliation was already a given. He probably wasn’t far enough behind for them not to see this, and then his brother would turn his face away and sigh, aggravated, his shoulders slumping in disappointment at how Lan Qiren had lost him and their sect face all over again. Lan Qiren was so bound up in his gloomy thoughts that it took him a moment to realize that he had not, in fact, hit the ground. Someone had caught him. Lan Qiren straightened himself up immediately and dropped into a deep salute. “Thank you for your help –” He looked up. “…Sect Leader Wen,” he finished weakly.</blockquote> ➤ another lan qiren/wen ruohan canon divergence au! though also wen ruohan/nie dad at the same time ➤ this one follows lqr from when he's a young teen and it's very fun to see his changing perspectives on wrh over time ➤ I enjoyed it a great deal, and also it's fun to see what is and isn't the same between this fic and the others by the same author featuring these characters and ships ➤ and I just want MORE! ➤ 89k words in length

Summary: <blockquote>"See, it's a fair trade," Wei Wuxian said, outlining the situation. "You get a wife! That's me! And Xuanyu can have a husband." Lan Wangji looked at the screen separating him from the bathtub. "In your proposition, you also have a husband."</blockquote>

Summary: <blockquote>“Why are we even here?” Wen Xu groused. “Yeah! That’s right! Why are we here?” Wen Chao immediately chimed, very obviously taking his cues from his elder brother – much to the latter’s irritation, judging by his immediate scowl. Lan Qiren knew that he needed to pick his next words very carefully. With recalcitrant students, a teacher only had a few opportunities to really connect with them. If he allowed them to dismiss him or categorize him as an enemy at this early stage, it would be an incredibly uphill battle to gain enough respect in order to teach them anything, and in this case, given the strength of their background and the fact that this little teaching session was both likely to be short and definitely completely unauthorized, it would quite possibly make it completely impossible to ever get through to them. “You are here,” Lan Qiren said solemnly, each word slow and thoughtful, “because your father is an ass.” (a story of kidnapping and falling in love, reluctantly)</blockquote>

<blockquote>狐假虎威: the fox assumes the tiger's power When the Sacrifice Summon ritual goes wrong, Mo Xuanyu assumes his chance at revenge and freedom is gone. However, he still has bound Wei Wuxian's ghost to him, and together they make a plan: Mo Xuanyu will pretend to be fully possessed by the Yiling Laozu, they'll get rid of the Mo family, and then Mo Xuanyu will be miraculously "cured" and excused of all wrongdoing when a cultivator tries to exorcise him. What could go wrong? Steps one and two go fine. Step three gets tricky when the cultivator who shows up is Hanguang-jun, who seems very uninterested in any exorcisms and very interested in "Wei Wuxian." It becomes even more complicated when Mo Xuanyu realizes he's stumbled into the middle of a star-crossed romance: and worst of all, that he's falling too.</blockquote> ➤ the declarations of love/attraction felt awkward to me, but other than that I really enjoyed this fic, and loved that mxy got to stay alive and have something good too

<blockquote>Jonathan’s life was fine. He didn’t need other people. He studied them instead, like fire ants on the abandoned edge of the playground; carefully, with a stick and good shoes, watching their patterns and keeping his observations to himself, figuring out which ones to leave alone and which ones would make good surprises in bullies’ backpacks. Other people were tools, in the multiple definitions of the word. He used them. He didn’t like them. He didn’t need them. He was fine. All in all, it wasn’t difficult to stay a virgin until he turned thirty. A JGY-centric, Cherry Magic-inspired AU.</blockquote> ➤ (Jonathan is jgy's english name) ➤ I loved how so many of the characters in this fic have different relationships with sex (and intimacy and touch in general!) in ways that don't line up with societal expectations but are still all very different from each other ➤ series consists of: Point of Contact Cabin Pressure

<blockquote>It’s not one of his finer moments of inter-sect diplomacy. Lan Jingyi lunges and they both go spilling onto the thankfully padded rug. Jin Ling flails and manages to slap him across the face, but eventually Lan Jingyi gets him pinned to the floor, knees on either side of Jin Ling’s torso, each of his wrists held down by his head. “Hello, Sect Leader Jin,” Lan Jingyi pants, trying to catch his breath as Jin Ling struggles like a weak kitten. “This humble one is grateful to be welcomed to Jinlintai. Now, if you’d kindly tell me what the fuck is going on.” / When Lan Jingyi receives two cryptic messages from Jinlintai, a conversation many years in the making starts to unfold.</blockquote> ➤ BABIES

<blockquote>He lets himself imagine when he will be able to greet Mingjue again, since he has not seen him in a while. After he and A-Yao have greeted, Mingjue will be in the sort of mood Xichen most likes to see him in: agreeable and generous, full of good will and benevolence.</blockquote> ➤ written for the Discovery Channel Exchange, with bonobo sex as the prompt ➤ perfect pov choice for this!

<blockquote>"Lucky for you," Wei qianbei says, the laughter once more in his voice like the sun breaking through storm clouds, "the last desire of these particular ghosts is one you should be able to actually grant. You'll probably want this, though." He rummages in his sleeve and tosses something small Zizhen's way. Zizhen catches it, still reeling a little. When he opens his hand, he finds a stoppered jar of... salve? Ouyang Zizhen fucks around (summons a bunch of horny ghosts) and finds out (fucks a bunch of horny ghosts)</blockquote>

<blockquote>In the end, the decision was easy. "I've come to tell you I have accepted a position at Yiling University." Qingheng-jun's attention drifted back to his phone. "Not very prestigious is it?” "I am taking the professorship. I am also taking the boys." After the death of their mother, Lan Qiren removes his nephews from Cloud Recesses to Yiling.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Outside the Cloud Recesses, rumors spread with delighted fervor, and soon it became common knowledge even among the obediently gossip-free Lan disciples (who, after all, had to descend from the mountain to complete their nighthunts) that Sect Leader Lan was looking for a wife. / Recounting a life lived in absence.</blockquote> ➤ post-canon lxc finding a way to live a long and full life while never really getting over what happened in canon. As the author says, not exactly a happy ending, but a satisfying one.

<blockquote>The one where Wei Ying (straight) and Lan Zhan (gay) make a shared tinder account to save money, because Wei Ying has brilliant ideas. (Wei Ying has terrible ideas.)</blockquote> ➤ endgame lwj/wwx

Summary: <blockquote>"Nie Huaisang," Jiang Cheng hisses, "have you brought me to a sex club?" "Don't be ridiculous," Nie Huaisang says breezily. "You can't have sex in a licenced venue."</blockquote> ➤ I appreciate the focus on kink done in less explicitly sexual ways, where the focus is more on people who like kink as an end in itself rather than only sexual ➤ series consists of: already more than skin can hold turn away from flowers altogether delicate names like bones in the body wild patience you seem, secretly, to love everything with a little sting qualities, much underrated so cold you're boiling over splendor hung aloft the night a city erected quick-time beyond what the body knows

<blockquote>In a tragic reversal of Ouyang Zizhen's fantasies, he is rescued by Senior Wei. Hanguang-Jun assists. </blockquote>

<blockquote>It’s possible that letting go of this crush on Wei Ying would have been easier for Lan Zhan if he didn’t know that Wei Ying and his lover, Mo Xuanyu, often took thirds to bed. It is almost certain that letting go of this crush would have been easier had Lan Zhan not become one of them.</blockquote>