LINKDING

Summary: <blockquote>Wednesday nights at Cloud Recesses strip club are always a little weird, but usually they're not this /horny/. Whatever Wei Ying and Lan Zhan get up to, Mianmian is /not/ going to be the one to clean it up.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Thirty-five years ago, two rogue cultivators vanished, leaving their son to fend for himself on the streets. Five minutes ago, Cangse Sanren and Wei Changze tumbled out of a time distortion array with only one thought: What happened to Wei Ying?</blockquote> ➤ from wwx's parents' pov

<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>Generations after the events of the novel, Lan Xichen and Jin Guangyao come out of retirement to investigate a series of mysterious fires targeting the watchtowers.</blockquote> ➤ the fic works well as is but I am still desperate to know what the solution might be that will honor yao-guniang's ambitions and keep her safe from yao-zongzhu at the same time!

<blockquote>“Did you break the ward to come in?” Lan Wangji asks, point-blank. He has his sword out and pointed at Wei Wuxian, no bothering with niceties like hello I’m Lan Wangji, and you are? Wei Wuxian eyes the sword, but doesn’t react. He keeps lazing back on the roof, casually drinking his wine, as if this is the usual way he meets new people. (And maybe it is! I don’t know your life, Wei Wuxian!) Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian meet on Season 8 of The Cultivation World. Ouyang Zizhen writes the recaps.</blockquote> ➤ the cultivation world is like a reality tv show where a bunch of cultivators have to live as though it's historical times

<blockquote>Grandmaster Lan Qiren voluntarily taking part in a night hunt is something unheard of. Jingyi weasels his way in to figure out why. Turns out that when people bicker like an old married couple, sometimes it’s because they are an old (possibly) married couple. Jingyi didn’t sign up for this. But he’s pretty sure neither did anyone else.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Nie Huaisang snapped open his fan and covered his face. "Be careful. I'll take advantage."</blockquote> ➤ outside pov of time travel fixit! (nhs is the time traveller, jyl is the pov)

<blockquote>Every month, a man comes into the post office with a letter that cannot be sent to the person they are intended for. Or: The Saga of The Letters To The YiLing Patriarch as told by DushanYou sect Post-ivator Bai Ju</blockquote>

<blockquote>Lan Qiren's sister-in-law disappeared with his nephew shortly before the birth of her second child. Twelve years later, Lan Qiren encounters some teens and tweens in a teahouse. . It’s impossible. He could be stepping back forty years to his own childhood, to that very face on his brother showing how to grip a sword for the first time. Lan Qiren makes a kind of choked noise, but thankfully it must be quiet enough that none of the young men hear. Either he’s going senile at the age of fifty or-- His head is ringing, but all he can think is that the young man is the right age. It’s been just over twelve years since his sister-in-law’s second pregnancy was announced, and here is this boy, with that nose and that chin and that brow, already furrowed, just like his father...</blockquote>