LINKDING

Summary: Two birders with an intracommunity beef with each other are the only guests on a pelagic trip. It's Nie Huaisang's first, and he's very excited. Until he wants nothing more than to go home. ➤ a cute modern au sangcheng fic where they're both birders and end up on the same pelagic boat trip ➤ I especially loved all the birding details! ➤ 3k words in length

Summary: <blockquote>“Sorry, was I too enthusiastic about your cock? I don’t want to make you feel uncomfortable, like, as a straight guy.” Wei Wuxian chose the most remarkable moments to acquire self-awareness about how often he made Wen Ning uncomfortable. “It’s just, like, an objectively beautiful cock, in a heterosexual way. We are just two dudes, having gay sex for money. Bromosexuals.”</blockquote> ➤ modern au where wei wuxian is a camboy and wen ning is his roommate ➤ wei wuxian is bad at recognizing boundaries and wen ning is bad at having them and it leads to them having sex together on camera ➤ they are both disasters and I love them very much! ➤ 3k words in length ➤ thanks to by-betty for the rec!

Summary: <blockquote>In which Lan Zhan makes a friend at a quilt show.</blockquote> ➤ a super cute modern au where wangxian are quilters! I love how much the author is clearly familiar with quilting and is able to imbue the fic with insider perspectives on the art/hobby ➤ I love when writers port "these characters are super skilled at The Thing The Show Is About" into a completely different domain like this, especially when it's a domain that doesn't get much attention from fandom usually! ➤ the dynamics between wwx and lwj are also so fun, the way they click so easily, and push each other, and inspire each other, and love each other ➤ also I dearly want to see all the quilts that are described in the fic lol ➤ 5k words in length

Summary: <blockquote>Su She was warned about Lan Wangji, the way that warnings like this are often shared: whispered humid in the dark, with barely stifled laughter. Did you hear? Lan Wangji chooses boys as if he’s hunting. Once a boy is in his sights, he’s like a rabbit caught in a snare. You won’t be able to escape. He’ll visit unspeakable desires on your body and then abandon you for his next prey.</blockquote> ➤ I love fic that takes Su Minshan seriously as a character, it's a rare delight whenever I come across one ➤ Lan Wangji/Su Minshan during the disciple era, before the guest disciples arrive ➤ lwj is a fuckboy and sms is delighted to discover evidence that lwj despite his airs is the same as everyone else ➤ they fuck about it a lot ➤ content note for nonconsensual somnophilia ➤ PERFECT ENDING omg. ➤ 3k words in length

Summary: <blockquote>Lan Zhan’s expression had turned in on itself, more determined now. He leaned in and traced a line of carefully spaced kisses down Wei Ying’s collarbone, lingering over each one. Wei Ying would have been squirming, if he could feel it. Demanding more, faster, asking to be overwhelmed. He wondered if his heart was beating any faster. He felt as if a heartbeat was somehow shaking even his paper body. Imagination rather than a trace of the spell, he was fairly sure. There was nothing in the magic that should let a scrap of paper feel yearning. Or: Wei Ying and Lan Zhan do some experimenting. For SCIENCE.</blockquote>

Summary: <blockquote>It isn't even an accident, precisely—that might be the most humiliating thing about it. Lan Wangji had tasted the tea, expecting it to be precisely what it revealed itself to be; Lan Wangji had wanted to feel its effects, to gauge them, although he had expected them to be mild. He had brewed the tea himself. An entirely uncoerced and foolish act. Lan Wangji has a misadventure with an aphrodisiac. It works out for everyone.</blockquote>

Summary: <blockquote>Wei Ying's fertile mind was always pleasing to him, even when he did not recognize all the fruits that grew there.</blockquote> ➤ wwx and lwj indulging in sexy roleplay scenarios

Summary: <blockquote>Or, 'five times Wei Wuxian broke the rules, and one time Lan Qiren broke them instead'. In which Lan Qiren learns, reflects, and comes to know the man now married to his nephew.</blockquote> ➤ lqr pov

Summary: <blockquote>Pingyang is gone. The Yao clan is finished. Grief erodes everything clan leader Yao has built up inside himself over the years and lets his heart bleed in the open air; grief makes him vulnerable to memories, and memories make him vulnerable to one man he wishes he could forget. But with war on the horizon, clan leader Yao may not have the choice but to reforge alliances he long ago put behind him. yes this started as a joke but I got really into it okay</blockquote>

Summary: <blockquote>Minutes turned into hours, and the shrills of agony puncturing through the walls of the courier station did not stop. Sometimes they would diminish, even silent for a moment, before exploding into a battered howl, enough to make the wind shiver. Still, Lan Wangji did not move.</blockquote> ➤author's note: <blockquote>So yesterday i may have had a realization on twitter about why, near the end of the novel, wwx says that "you dont like when i say thank you to you" and cited the courier station as a time when he said "thank you", when he never did. I thought it might have been just an overlook by MXTX, but it was still odd considering MDZS had been revised at this point. Then I thought about how LWJ didn't leave, but waited downstairs, and that they might still have had a short interaction that day. So, this happened! It follows right after chapter 62, when LWJ walks downstairs the courier station while JC and WWX stay to kill Wen Chao, so you might wanna re-read that part (if you're able) just to refresh your mind.</blockquote> ➤ oof

Summary: <blockquote>Nie Mingjue cannot do the one thing Jin Guangyao was relying on him to do. No matter how utterly he claimed to reject Jin Guangyao before, he accepts the fucking proposal. Nie Mingjue’s only condition is that they be married according to traditional Nie custom.</blockquote>

<blockquote>The next time he saw the seal, his searching gaze found no more certainty in the pattern of mottled black spots in the sleek, short fur, but there was no question that it was the same seal. It rolled before diving, showing a flash of the same brand that had marred the chest of the sealcoat and made it cheap enough for him to buy. / Years after their marriage, Wei Wuxian returns from the sea.</blockquote>

<blockquote>“Lan Zhan here really surprised me. When we first met, I thought ‘now here’s a guy who could probably bite my head off if I annoy him,’ but then he didn’t? You know, all of our friends in Seoul would say I’m the shameless one, but I have no idea what they’re talking about, like, have they met Lan Zhan? Gege, you’re kind of crazy.” “Mn,” says Wangji, sounding very pleased. “It’s okay though, I like crazy. Hey, Xichen-ge—can I call you Xichen-ge?—anyway, do you mind if I add a little something to my tea?” “We do not imbibe alcohol in this house,” Shufu seethes. “It’s not alcohol,” Wei Ying corrects like he expected to hear this at some point. Xichen glances at Wangji, who’s making an expression Xichen has never seen before: unbridled exasperation and fondness. Then Wei Ying pulls out a pack of what Xichen is pretty sure is chili powder. / Basically a modern AU where lwj and wwx both take a semester abroad while in college. They were originally in different colleges and never met before. They meet in this new college and being the weirdos they truly are, fall in love and get married within one semester.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Huaisang brightens immediately whenever Lan Xichen is near, and often makes excuses to draw him away from conversations with a-Yao, so sweet and unsubtle that Lan Xichen can’t find it within himself to be annoyed. Huaisang is the sort of person who deserves an easy, uncomplicated life. There is something peaceful in the idea that he can entertain such a frivolous crush, in the wake of all that’s happened.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Post-canon, Lan Xichen and Nie Huaisang strike up a very unhealthy relationship in order to cope with their grief and unanswered questions.</blockquote> ➤ oof! deliciously fucked up. marked as wip but works as one standalone chapter and hasn't been updated in years

<blockquote>The truth was that Nie Huaisang wanted to be angry like Jiang Cheng, without caring about the consequences. Or: years after Nightless City, Nie Huaisang finds himself in a moment of weakness.</blockquote> ➤ incredible nhs pov

Summary: <blockquote>there is no protocol for what they have.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Mianmian sets her drink down on the floor with a clink. “If she’s that perfect, it’s no wonder she can put up with you two.” The room goes silent. Across the room, Wen Qing’s expression has morphed from this might be a crisis to this is absolutely a crisis and we need damage control, stat. Jiang Wanyin bristles, opens his mouth to say something mean in response. Lan Wangji is more worried about Wei Ying, who has gone very, very still beside him. He knows that Wei Ying’s relationship with his adoptive family is complicated—a web of obligations and resentment that might never be untangled; he knows that Wei Ying constantly felt like a burden, and that Jiang Yanli was the only one who offered unconditional affection. / or, lan zhan reflects on sibling relationships while wei ying scrambles to get his jiejie the perfect birthday gift</blockquote> ➤ unfinished, possibly abandoned, but the one chapter stands alone just fine

<blockquote>to get away from the taunting of the other jin disciples, mo xuanyu sneaks away into the dark recesses of koi tower. the places mere disciples are not supposed to go and here he finds things no one is meant to find</blockquote>

<blockquote>untamed social media au but they're all in an unrelated fandom and it's way more focused on their opinions than their interpersonal drama</blockquote>

<blockquote>“You’re about to tell me you’re going to marry him someday,” Jiang Yanli said. “Uh,” Wei Ying replied. His hesitation had not been what she was expecting. He had been sounding so sure! “Well. I suppose.” “You suppose?” “It’s true that I am going to marry him someday, if by ‘someday’ you mean, specifically, yesterday.” / A sober woke-up-married-in-Vegas fic</blockquote> ➤ woke up married (but totally remember what they did and are on board with the decision), the outside pov is for the first half

<blockquote>Wen Qing rubs her cheek against Wei Ying’s shirt—in the way a cat might when pretending it's not about to bite you—and says absently, “Your tits are almost bigger than mine.” Through the haze of Grandaddy Purple, something clicks into place in the rat maze of Wei Ying’s brain and a sincere, “I wish they were,” falls out before he can stop it. / Wei Ying wants tits and has some Gender about it.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Lan Zhan finds A-Yuan lost in the railway station. He maybe finds more than he bargined for. Some mornings you leave for the office and come back with a son (and possibly a husband too). cw. lost child and the fears that surround that, but nothing bad happens to A-Yuan. Loss and grief lightly touched on.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Today, with a formal missive from Koi Tower in hand and Zonghui staring at him with open concern, Nie Mingjue throws his head back and laughs and knows that no request will ever bring him such joy: Sect Leader Jin Guangshan has been brutally assaulted and, due to a conflict of interest, the Jin sect begs the assistance of the Honorable Sect Leader Nie Mingjue in the search for justice. / Wei Ying was raised in a brothel in Yunping, and Sect Leader Jin is having a very bad day.</blockquote>

<blockquote>“Okay!” says Wei Ying, already taking another customer’s order. “I’ll find you later! Remember, though, you have to be nice about my act – I thrive on praise!” Wangji finds a table for three. He sits down, maintaining a white-knuckled grip on what remains of his virgin pina colada. He stares at it, morose and – for the first time in his life – unbearably horny. I am also a virgin, he thinks, as though a non-alcoholic beverage is in any way capable of reciprocating his sudden kinship with it, and tries not to think about other, considerably more naked contexts in which Wei Ying might be said to thrive on praise.</blockquote>

<blockquote>“Still, if I knew you were coming I’d have put something on.” Wei Ying rolled his shoulders back. He had tied up his hair, but a curl of it escaped and clung to his damp neck. “This is no way to greet the chief cultivator. Sometimes I bring a shirt if I expect to run into impressionable maidens, but most days it’s just me and Little Apple.” Five odd jobs Wei Wuxian took during his post-canon wandering, the people he met, and how he returned in the end.</blockquote>

<blockquote>A half-Vulcan and a half-Klingon walk into a dorm room. No, this isn't a xenophobic joke; Xichen is starting his first year at Starfleet Academy and his roommate turns out to be the tallest, broadest (kindest, handsomest) Klingon he's ever seen. . Three snapshots of settling into life on earth feat. culture shock and going to the gym for fun, profit, and gay pining. (No background Star Trek knowledge required!)</blockquote>

<blockquote>The weak link was, as ever, Lan Xichen.</blockquote> ➤ in which nhs does a time travel fixit

<blockquote>Lan Zhan shuts his eyes in exasperation. Lan Huan’s “Head Up and Heels Down,” shirt is confusing enough to the average person without being actively suggestive. (Every time Wei Ying sees it he proceeds to sing, “Heels down, head up, that’s the way we like to fuck!” under his breath, so the line for “actively suggestive” is… mutable.) He can’t imagine the kind of top stampede his extremely gay brother would cause by going out of the house in a t-shirt announcing, for all intents and purposes, his desire to be the star of an orgy. He tries very hard not to picture either the stampede or the orgy. “Why would you even want sixteen hands between your legs, anyway?” Wei Ying asks the room at large, sounding genuinely curious. “What would they do? I feel like at a certain point there’s, like, diminishing returns, right?” Ah. The mental image of Lan Huan’s Top Stampede has been replaced with a mental image that is both better and worse: Wei Ying as the centerpiece of a nine-person orgy. Or: A Horse Girl throw pillow, and what comes after.</blockquote> ➤ I love all the yes -anding absurdist humour, how well lwj&wwx clearly know each other, the affection and delight they have in each other!

<blockquote>lan jingyi needs a fucking break by-jingY33T getting a phd in 3 things at one time sounded like a great idea when i started out | tired but hella wired | 21+ he/they views my own Location: probably the microfiche archives Website: uni.edu/cartographicfolklore Joined: August 2012 324 Following 5,678 Followers ------------- lan jingyi needs a fucking break by-jingY33T 6/8/22 LISTEN UP YOU HISTORY-LOVING FUCKS HAVE I GOT A WILD FUCKING THEORY FOR YOU: THE YILING LAOZU PROBABLY ACTUALLY EXISTED AND MAY HAVE BEEN A HUUUUUUGE SAPPY ROMANTIC: a 🧵 [1/?]</blockquote>