Lan Wangji has been betrothed to Jiang Yanli since childhood. Lan Wangji likes Jiang Yanli, but he finds himself drawn to her brilliant, trouble-making sect brother Wei Wuxian. With war looming on the horizon, Lan Wangji is torn between maintaining sect alliances and following his heart's desire.
Hands fumble on Lan Wangji, hands that make his heart beat like a war drum. But it's not a call to war at all. Lan Wangji has to swat away Wei Ying's hands when they try to touch his forehead ribbon, however. There are rules. "Only my parents, my children, or my wife can touch this," he mumbles. "Not even Jiang-guniang until we are married."
"Ah." Something flashes across Wei Ying's expression, too quickly for Lan Wangji's dulled senses to catch. "Yes, I… I would never take something that belonged to Shijie."
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Wen Qing relaxes minutely, scrutinizing him. “Then,” she asks, “why are you here, Lan-er-gongzi?”
He thinks of seven children, living here, surrounded by ghosts, fathered — fathered? — by the one who harnesses resentment to command the dead. Children he has named, inexplicably, Lan. Wen Qionglin is a fierce corpse, and yet he apparently talks and thinks and makes his own decisions. The children call him jiujiu. The children climb on his lap and ignore his instructions and say things like “he’s dead” with a careless lilt in their voices.
Whatever the Yiling Patriarch is doing, whatever Wei Wuxian wants, Lan Wangji does not think it is an act of war.
So he does not say, “I am here to neutralize the Yiling Patriarch.”
He does not say, “Sentiment is gathering against you.”
He does not say, “First liberate, second suppress, third eliminate.”
Lying is forbidden, so Lan Wangji bows his head and says something true: “The Lan sect has very recently learned of seven disciples living in Yiling. I have come to attend their education.”
OR: It's a Sound of Music AU. Sort of.
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Wei Ying lets the oars rest and leans back, tilting his head to look at Lan Wangji. “Did you find what you’re looking for? On the docks today?”
Lan Wangji wants to turn away from his gaze. He isn’t used to being seen. “No,” he says, because he doesn’t know how to explain what he’s looking for in the first place.
Wei Ying props his chin on his fist. “Can I guess?” Without waiting for an answer, he continues, “You’ve fallen in love with a pirate girl, and you’re waiting for her to steal you away to be the glittering jewel of her collection, so you can live on the open ocean together.” Lan Wangji narrows his eyes at him and Wei Ying bursts into laughter. "Ah well," he says. "I'll get it right next time."
A fisherman and a selkie fall in love beside the sea. Regretfully, things are never quite that simple.
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Star Trek-fused MDZS one-shots, in chronological order.
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Wei Wuxian dies at twenty-two and doesn’t come back. Lan Wangji dies in an “unfortunate accident” in a temple in Yunping at thirty-seven. The world moves on.
Thousands of years later, Wei Ying and Lan Zhan have a senior thesis in cultivation to co-write on the Yiling Patriarch. It doesn’t go exactly how they were expecting.
“I still do not understand why you were able to read the journal in the first place,” Lan Zhan says.
Wei Ying grins. “You’ll laugh,” he says. He won’t, of course. Lan Zhan doesn’t laugh. But maybe he can swing a smile. “It’s because of the name thing. He wrote his name into the scrambling talisman. So it says that no one can undo the lock but Wei Ying.” He hooks a thumb at himself.
Everyone’s always said his name is unlucky. This is the first time it’s worked out in his favor. It’s not a coincidence either; apparently his mother thought it would be funny. Mrs. Yu had told him that with a curl in her lip, as if it didn’t make him wish he knew his parents even more.