Tag: Fandom: The Untamed

“We are hoping to dry off and get some rest after a long journey,” Lan Zhan says. “Would you have a room for the night?”

The woman gives them a long look up and down, and a slow grin. “We have a room and much more, Young Masters.” Wei Wuxian has also noticed the make-up on the female halves of the two couples currently giggling together over their wine, and some discord between the girls’ pretty robes and the simple style of dress of their male friends, and he throws Lan Zhan a look.

Lan Zhan is his most polite self, nodding at their landlady. His face is still wet, gleaming in the inn’s soft light, which is a cute look on him.

Source: This House of Ill Repute, by Jo Lasalle (Jo_Lasalle) – 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV) [Archive of Our Own]

Traveling together, Wei Ying and Lan Zhan seek shelter from a storm in this completely delightful first time fic.

‘Don’t indulge in pleasure,’ was perfectly comprehensible – at fourteen Lan Wangji already knew that that meant no second helping of stew, even if you were still hungry, and definitely no more little cakes, your mother should never have made those for you to try in the first place.

-Or Five Times Lan Wangji learnt something about sex.

Source: Adult Learning – Chapter 1, by halotolerant – 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV) [Archive of Our Own]

An absolutely compelling LWJ POV, which should be hilarious with its confusion about everything sexual but somehow ends up being full of emotions. (Still funny at times, though.)

Of course, he’d heard of jiaoren, everyone had. Beautiful maidens with tails for legs, living deep in the sea and emerging to sell the most beautiful silks, woven by their own hand. He’d even heard their tears turned to pearls.

But this was not the sea, and this was not a woman’s body.

Source: A Ribbon of the Finest Silk, by FleetofShippyShips – 魔道祖师 – 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī – Mòxiāng Tóngxiù [Archive of Our Own]

Merman!Lan Zhan, I didn’t know I needed this! This story is a perfect little fairy tale, woven with great care and attention to detail. Lovely!

It isn’t that it’s too late in the day to arrange for a separate room for Wei Wuxian. It isn’t that all the beds are full or even that Lan Wangji wants to keep an eye on him tonight. It simply does not occur to either of them to pursue separate sleeping arrangements until they’re both wearing just clean underrobes, standing in front of Lan Wangji’s bed.

“I can take the floor,” Wei Wuxian offers half-heartedly.

“No. You’re my guest,” Lan Wangji tells him. He does not offer to take the floor instead.

Source: You, Asleep and Dreaming, by etymologyplayground – 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV) [Archive of Our Own]

Bed sharing!!! Cuddles!!! Dressing (and undressing) each other!!! This fic is simply delightful.

“Mister Mo. I’ll be happy to help you find your friend, but first I need to tell you something.”

She looks very serious. Wei Wuxian braces himself, mind flitting through the possibilities. What could she need to tell him? He’s already seen that he has all his limbs, that can’t be it. Is it his face? Is that why they don’t know who he is?

Before he can raise his hand to check for facial wounds, she continues. “There was a train derailment. Many people were injured and many were killed.”

A-Yuan…

She goes on relentlessly. “But that was over three years ago.”

Source: These Things Stay the Same, by notevenyou – 魔道祖师 – 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī – Mòxiāng Tóngxiù [Archive of Our Own]

After years of working as a journalist, Wei Wuxian is on his way home with his newly adopted son – only the way home isn’t quite straightforward. This is amnesia fic of the best calibre!

A witch was cursed trying to save the ones he loved, and the prince who loved him chose not to let him bear that curse alone.

Source: nothing but time, by ficklish – 魔道祖师 – 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī – Mòxiāng Tóngxiù [Archive of Our Own]

This is a bittersweet fairy tale, a perfect little gem.