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“If I were a flower, what kind would I be?” “Oxalis,” Lan Wangji tells Wei Ying. “It's a weed,” Lan Zhan says, because it’s true but because he likes to see it when Wei Ying gets mock-offended. “A weed?” Wei Ying pouts. “Lan Zhan, seriously, a weed?” “Mn.” “Is it because I weedled my way into your life?” Lan Wangji huffs and rolls his eyes Lan Wangji grows vegetables and flowers for his small town. Wei Ying is the new kind-of delivery boy. They fall in love.

After another successful assassination, Wei Ying is summoned back home and given a new assignment: kill Wen Chao, the Second Prince of the Qishan Empire while he's visiting their small independent system. Arrogant, careless Wen Chao should be an easy target, but for some reason, Lan Zhan, Wei Ying's old best friend and new roommate, seems determined to thwart him.

By law, packs take care of their own. Everyone has one, arranged by the gods and linked by powerful bonds of magic. All it takes is a touch to know who belongs with whom. All it takes is reciprocity in a shared dream. Except, Cloud wants nothing to do with packs, or destiny, or magical dreams, not even if his packmates are the four most terrifyingly powerful and incredible men in the world. If he has his way, they’ll never even figure out that he’s meant to be with them. Too bad he’s a terrible liar. Chapter 23: bonus alternate end to chapter 10

At a crucial moment in Proud Immortal Demon Way, Luo Binghe loses faith in his shizun. Shen Yuan, a brand-new reader of a novel still in the backstory chapters, feels so bad for him that it rips a hole in space-time. Now he's tasked with fixing the baby protagonist's broken heart, so Luo Binghe is ready to become the stallion he's destined to be! Your classic reverse transmigration premise, but Binghe is fifteen.

The main screen flashes to life across the Bridge, and Lan Wangji has to grip the back of a chair to stop himself from falling over. Because there, blown up to ten times life size and staticy with the void surrounding them, is Wei Ying. Wei Ying, who flashed into Lan Wangji’s life like a supernova, all those years ago in Nav School, burning bright and hot and unreachable. Wei Ying, who lit Lan Wangji’s world on fire, dragged him in unwillingly by his everything, right into that inescapable light. Wei Ying, who did what all supernovas do, and burnt out in a spectacular display of power, until there was nothing left but darkness. Wei Ying, who has been dead for thirteen years. ; In the silent, empty vastness of space, Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian find each other again.

Wei Wuxian and Lan Zhan enter the main tent. The chatter fades away, and dozens of shocked faces turn to them. Wei Wuxian clutches his sword and lifts his chin. "Fuck 'em." "Mn." * Or the worst omega and the best alpha got married, and they're making it everyone's problem. Also, omegas are restless, Wen Ruohan and his sons are gross, and a baby is dramatic.

“Lan Zhan?” The sound of his name shocks him and he nearly jolts, barely unable to hide his panic. They’re not calling him Jade. They know who he is. But he doesn’t recognize this person’s voice. Surely he hasn’t seen them for years. Cautiously, Lan Zhan raises his head at the voice. If he stays calm enough, he can make them think they’ve got the wrong person, at least. When he looks up he sees a handsome young man, dressed in an open black blazer and slacks. His short hair is pulled back in a half-ponytail, and he’s looking at Lan Zhan with bright grey eyes, so eerily familiar that it takes a second before he realizes exactly who he’s staring at. “Lan Zhan,” Wei Ying says, almost breathlessly. “Lan Zhan, it’s really you.” Or: Lan Zhan cannot forgive what Wei Ying did to him nine years ago. So, he decides to break his heart and take his money.

Lan Zhan sets out on an adventure to find his brother, only to become in a plot to end the era of the gods.

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“Fuck,” Wei Ying declared, and sat down on the sheet music-patterned rug. Wishing he had a pillow to scream into, Wei Ying let himself panic for a count of ten, and asked, “How are you a rabbit?” Lan Zhan was a very cute rabbit, perfectly lap sized, pure white with short, fluffy fur and upright ears that twitched at the sound of his voice. But – and Wei Ying could not emphasize this enough – his best friend was a rabbit. Wei Ying runs a magical coffee shop where he helps the living work out their problems and makes coffee for ghosts. So when his best friend is turned into a bunny with a curse that can only be broken by True Love's Kiss, he tries to help Lan Zhan find The One. This would be so much easier if Wei Ying wasn't in love with him.

In Yiling, Wei Wuxian gives up his golden core to save his brother. In Qinghe, his soulmate spends two days screaming, feeling every second of it. In which the road to hell is paved with Wei Ying's good intentions, and Lan Wangji has to find their way back out again. ~*~ A Golden Core Transfer Fix-it Fic

“What Lan Wangji means to say is that he likes you. In all ways. Including this one.” Nie Huaisang gracelessly airs everything that Lan Wangji cannot make himself say out loud. “Even if the possibility of rebuilding your golden core through a pregnancy didn’t exist, he would like to take you to bed and keep you as his and have you bear his dragon spawn, I’m sure.” OR: A canon-adjacent AU in which Nie Huaisang peddles porn because he feeds on sexual desires and wet dreams, Lan Wangji has secret dragon ancestry and Wei Wuxian is a monsterfucker at heart. (Also, there may or may not be magical healing eggpregg in the aftermath of the Sunshot Campaign.)

When Nie Huaisang had asked what body Wei Wuxian wanted, Wei Wuxian had said: “Make me useful. I don’t care what I become. I just want to be useful.” Useful, to him, meant burning himself away. Meant hiding from the world. Meant burrowing away in a pit of white ashes and telling himself that it was all that he needed. But now that Lan Wangji has found him again, Wei Wuxian—fool that he is—has started to wish for something more.

"So when you said, help." Wei Ying floats the words like a suggestion after a while, letting them wrap in circles around them in their small, unexpected cocoon of coziness. This is not an invitation Lan Zhan had ever yearned for, seeing as it had been so outside the realm of possible. He recognizes that it is an invitation, and he tells himself that it is his concern for Wei Ying that guides him, as though the love that he feels isn’t the most purely selfish emotion Lan Zhan has ever felt. Loving Wei Ying has always been a privilege. "I meant it," he says with an ease that he does not feel. "Next time you feel the need to be hurt… come to me." * Lan Zhan finds out that Wei Ying is a masochist. They stumble into a kinky friends with benefits arrangement.

At his most melodramatic, he saw himself as the thick layer of baleen in the mouth of a blue whale, mindlessly filtering an entire sea of nobodies in search of the six-tons of krill that would keep him alive until the next time that itch at the base of his neck returned, an annoying reminder that he had human needs, too, and couldn’t just ignore the part of himself that still wanted… something like this. A face, a name. A perfect partner.

"Don't worry," the man says, which—who's the monster here, young man! Shouldn't you be worried?? But abruptly, every fiber of Shen Yuan's being is focused on the large, very sharp-looking knife that the man is holding. "Kind of hard not to," Shen Yuan says. Shen Jiu is going to kill him. Again. At least this time, he won't be around to see it. The man brandishes the knife, and Shen Yuan has to admit, in the corner of his brain that's not gibbering with fear, he looks really cool doing it. Then the knife slashes down, and Shen Yuan wishes he could close his eyes, wishes he could pretend this wasn't happening— —but the man dramatically cuts his own hand, and Shen Yuan's brain only has a moment to try and process this, one brief moment to think, What the fuck? And then the scent of his blood hits Shen Yuan, and he really starts to panic. * In which Shen Yuan, vampire, gets approached by a man he assumes is a vampire slayer. Imagine his surprise when Luo Binghe, human, is the one dubconning him into drinking Binghe's blood. Things only get stranger from there.

Thirteen years ago the most important person in Lan Wangji's life disappeared, now he is losing another loved one to a mysterious wasting curse. Armed only with his wits, the power of his devotion, and a cryptic, ancient legend Lan Wangji delves into the unknown, determined to save his family... and discover his heart's desire. "It can be very dangerous." The Patriarch's eerie voice is right in his ear. He startles slightly but does not acknowledge it, he makes his voice steady and calm. "If you knew anything about me, you would know that I always go where the chaos is. I have more than a passing acquaintance with danger." "All that power and a quick mind as well! Keep those wits about you, cultivator. They will serve you well." And with that the Patriarch is gone and Lan Wangji is alone on the hill. He looks out at the expanse before him, the shimmering vision of the castle, and over at the clock, already steadily dripping his time away. He grips his sword tight and strides down the hill toward the great gates of the labyrinth.

Wei Ying wasn’t asking for a lot, really. All he wanted was to spend a few hours alone with his best friend on his birthday, that’s all. So of course, that’s the one thing he can’t get. Because now, instead of doing that, for reasons that are still incomprehensible to him, he must spend his birthday investigating with said best friend and find out how all the different clans who attended the annual summit came down with a curious illness that has them stuck in the bathroom. Oh, and they must also find the culprit responsible for this whole mess, who could either be a powerful clan leader, or an almighty god. Wei Ying can tell this birthday won’t be like any other.

It’s that sad note in Lan Zhan’s voice, the way his eyes take in Wei Wuxian’s body again, head to toes and back up, the way his hands still won’t let go of Wei Wuxian’s waist, that make Wei Wuxian blurt out, "What if we…" Lan Zhan doesn’t say anything, but he also stops trying to get away. Wei Wuxian takes a deep breath, a plan already forming in his mind. A fucking brilliant plan. Emphasis on the fucking. "Okay. Listen. They brought us here tonight to meet, right? Poor Wei Wuxian, alone on his birthday, we must find him someone—" Lan Zhan opens his mouth when Wei Wuxian says the word 'birthday', but Wei Wuxian holds a finger up to shush him. "What if we turned it around. Pretended like we fell in love. Like we were the most madly, insufferably in love you can imagine." * Foxxian's and Dragonji's friends are trying to set them up. They hatch a revenge plan.

Wei Ying couldn’t help laughing himself sick. Here he was, just very innocently trying to get off and Lan Zhan was asking about the homegrown rope supply chain. “Yeah, Lan Zhan. There’s a whole niche bondage industry on the station I neglected to tell you about.”

Lan Wangji gets sent to find a mysterious demon-slayer that has managed to single-handedly kill at least one nearly legendary beast on his own. A lead lands him in a shady bar in a town on the outskirts of nowhere. There's no sign of the powerful monster hunter, but there is an annoyingly hot twink that keeps hitting on Lan Wangji. He can't figure out why he finds himself interested in someone so shameless (and not even a cultivator), when he's never been interested in anyone before.

Omega brothers Porsche (hacker) and Chay (grifter) team up to take down the Theerapanyakul crime family. Things do not go as planned.

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He was losing it. He'll be better in a few hours. Once he’d wrung dry whoever was unlucky enough – or if his past dalliances are to be believed, lucky – to be sent to please him for the evening. It wouldn’t last that long. It never did. Stamina was an issue with the men sent to him. Lasting hours wasn’t the norm to begin with, but Kinn had always possessed a ravenous appetite. It was rare to find a compatible bed mate.

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They shouldn’t have dug up the gate. Wei Ying has translated enough ancient portents of doom and warnings of mass death to guess what lay on the other side. He definitely shouldn’t have gone through. And he never should have met Lan Zhan, or married him. But now there is only one thing that he could do, and still remain Wei Ying. Lan Zhan has been trained as a sacrifice for his entire life. He expected torture and death, he expected to be a whore in Wen Ruohan’s bed. The only thing he didn’t expect was Wei Ying.

When Hua Cheng loses all his memories of Xie Lian, afflicted by a tricky curse, there’s only one way to get them back: Xie Lian has to get Hua Cheng to kiss him. It shouldn’t be too difficult, right? Xie Lian has a plan. “Greetings, Chengzhu,” Xie Lian said. “Apologies for the intrusion. Actually, I’ve been gifted to you by the heavens as a…” His voice caught. “I mean, to—” Xie Lian’s cheeks suddenly felt hot, and his palms grew damp under the rope binding his arms together. Beneath Hua Cheng’s piercing stare from above, he lost his cool. “As your,” he stammered. “Um, as—well—if you want, I’ve been sent to you as—I’m here to be your—”

Finding the heir to the prestigious Theerapanyakun mafia family behind a locked door and in the middle of nowhere wasn't supposed to be the start of the rest of Porsche's life.

Lan Wangji comes to two conclusions, almost simultaneously. The first, is that Nie Huaisang is messing with Wei Ying. The second, is that Wei Ying has never had sex in his life. Or: Lan Wangji goes to Yunmeng, realizes that Wei Ying is a virgin, and takes decisive action.

Wei Ying and Lan Zhan wake up on a starship flying for Cultivation Central. Captain Jiang Cheng tells them his sister is glad they’re not dead and they’d better not be heroes next time. Doctor Wen says their memories will probably return soon, but they’re not allowed to be alone together until then. Apparently they’re supposed to be bonded? (“Does that mean married?” Wei Ying wants to know.) Because Lan Zhan is a Vulcan? (“Is that code for dragon?” Wei Ying asks.) But they have to wait and Wei Ying is making it difficult. (“Yeah,” Wei Ying says, “that part sounds right.”) Or, Cangse Sanren tells her grandchildren a story. They recognize some of the characters.