how, or when, or from where, by sarahyyy – 魔道祖师 – 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī – Mòxiāng Tóngxiù [Archive of Our Own]

Jiang Cheng sucks in a sharp breath. “What year do you think it is, Wei Wuxian?”

“2001,” Wei Wuxian says, and then cracks up when Jiang Cheng’s eyes widen in alarm. “Calm down, I’m just kidding. I know it’s 2014.”

Jiang Cheng stares at him.

Wei Wuxian is quiet for a beat. “I presume from your reaction that it is not actually 2014.”

“No,” Jiang Cheng says softly. “No, it’s not.”

Source: how, or when, or from where, by sarahyyy – 魔道祖师 – 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī – Mòxiāng Tóngxiù [Archive of Our Own]

The amnesia fic of my heart, in which Wei Wuxian can’t understand how he could have been so in love with a guy he can’t remember – and why the hell they weren’t together…

hurricane, by gdgdbaby – 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV) [Archive of Our Own]

“Haven’t you heard?” Nie Huaisang replied, clicking his tongue, though he was clearly pleased that he could be the one to break the news. He leaned in to announce with a dramatic flourish: “Lan Wangji just took emergency family leave this past weekend.”

Source: hurricane, by gdgdbaby – 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV) [Archive of Our Own]

I adore Star Trek AUs because Lan Wangji makes for the perfect Vulcan – and this is a gem in the genre.

rare the man who’ll hold to faith, by Fahye – 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV) [Archive of Our Own]

“There is the mark of our bargain, and here is the challenge,” said the Yiling Patriarch. “You may strike at me, exactly once, with your sword. I will not fight back; I will not resist you at all, Hanguang-jun.” That silvery suggestiveness crept into his voice again. “And a year and a day from now, you will come to me and I will deliver exactly the same to you.”

Source: rare the man who’ll hold to faith, by Fahye – 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV) [Archive of Our Own]

An utterly heartstoppingly amazing AU, in which Lan Wangji strikes a bargain with the mysterious Yiling Patriarch. And then, with four days to spare, there’s Wei Wuxian. The Yiling Patriarch’s… husband?

Shattered Mirrors Master Post | history’s a burden // stories make us fly

Wei Wuxian raises his head with a ready smile and finds himself staring into a familiar pair of honey-coloured eyes. His heart stops. Lan Wangji stares back, his lips parted slightly in surprise.

“Xian-er is our most favoured courtesan,” Madam gushes to Lan Wangji. “I’m sure he’ll take very good care of you, Wangye.”

Source: Shattered Mirrors Master Post | history’s a burden // stories make us fly

A story told in bits and pieces on Tumblr, this universe is utterly and completely enthralling.

The Grand Master of Daemonic Cultivation, by FayJay – 魔道祖师 – 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī – Mòxiāng Tóngxiù [Archive of Our Own]

It takes two nights and a day. Wei Wuxian screams until his throat gives out. The sounds that Xian Zhen makes are unspeakable. Wen Ning weeps throughout, loudly at first, then silently, watching the tiny sugar glider’s agonised shape gradually shiver and distort until it returns to its childish state of flux, flickering in desperation from shape to shape in search of safety. But Wen Qing is relentless and dry eyed, and at last the poor creature is nestled against Jiang Cheng’s unconscious body, panting and quivering as Wen Qing ties the last threads that bind her to a new soul.

Source: The Grand Master of Daemonic Cultivation, by FayJay – 魔道祖师 – 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī – Mòxiāng Tóngxiù [Archive of Our Own]

This seamlessly integrates daemons and cultivation into a beautiful, heartbreaking story of love and loss and second chances.

The Simplest Way Forward – Chapter 1, by harriet_vane – 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV) [Archive of Our Own]

It’s a really unfortunate thing, developing a crush on your husband. Wei Ying had assumed this would be easy. Lan Zhan had been so icy and unpleasant to him, it had never occurred to him that he might end up spending the next however many years with this dumb, burning feeling in his chest whenever he looks at him.

“Okay,” says Wei Ying. “But tell me if I…if the pretending gets to be too hard, okay?”

“It will not,” says Lan Zhan, quietly certain.

Source: The Simplest Way Forward – Chapter 1, by harriet_vane – 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV) [Archive of Our Own]

Somehow, Wei Ying, Chinese exchange student, ends up with a kid – luckily, there’s this tall, serious guy willing to help… and suddenly Wei Ying has himself a husband, too. I’m not normally into kid!fic, but A-Yuan is too precious, and this story is too wonderful.

a love that won’t sit still [VID], by Aria – 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV) [Archive of Our Own]

But you had to come along didn’t you / rev up the crowd, rewrite the rule book

Source: a love that won’t sit still [VID], by Aria – 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV) [Archive of Our Own]

The song alone (Stray Italian Greyhound by Vienna Teng) makes this vid an instant fave, but it’s also an incredibly well-vidded Lan Wangji POV.

asymptotic – Chapter 1, by chinxe – 魔道祖师 – 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī – Mòxiāng Tóngxiù [Archive of Our Own]

It is almost nine, time for him to cease and go to bed. But just as he is about to play the closing notes of Inquiry, one last spirit floats over. This one is different from the others in a way Lan Wangji can’t exactly pinpoint. Maybe it’s the way it bobs and weaves energetically through the air, instead of hovering sedately.

Lan Wangji watches it come to rest on the very edge of his guqin. As always, he plays, <What is your name?>

<Wei Ying. And yours?>

Source: asymptotic – Chapter 1, by chinxe – 魔道祖师 – 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī – Mòxiāng Tóngxiù [Archive of Our Own]

Lan Wangji falls in love with a ghost. This is a canon-divergence full of emotion.

critical path analysis, by chinxe – 魔道祖师 – 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī – Mòxiāng Tóngxiù [Archive of Our Own]

If you’re to ask Wei Wuxian, he’ll say it all starts the moment he strolls into Gusu’s ninety-ninth precinct, five minutes late as usual, and is greeted by the sight of Lan Wangji wearing glasses.

(It, being the slow and life-ruining realisation that hey, just maybe, he may be slightly attracted to Lan Wangji. Just a little.)

Source: critical path analysis, by chinxe – 魔道祖师 – 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī – Mòxiāng Tóngxiù [Archive of Our Own]

This is simply delightful, even if you don’t know the wonderful Brooklyn Nine-Nine. I couldn’t stop smiling.