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Wei Wuxian read Lan Wangji's letter again, unraveling each line in his mind. Already he chose some favorite phrases--the day you left was full of weary hours. Rain spreads cool relief upon these heated evenings, which have only worsened since your parting... “Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan, who knew you could be so forward,” smiled Wei Wuxian under his breath. A breeze rustled the tree leaves, now full and green in the dawn of summer. “Shameless!” // After the events at temple, Wei Wuxian must part from Lan Wangji--for now. Slow burn, countless pining WangXian letters, processing feelings, gaining friendships, and—of course—an eventual reunion. Illustrations included in chapters 9 and 10.

Wei Wuxian and Lan Zhan, from beginning to end.

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❄Skate Into Love❄ (Janice Wu & Steven Zhang) (2020)

With all of the most important things in the galaxy literally exploding around her, Leia is given the chance to go back and help keep a promise she never personally made. But then, for Skywalkers, saving the galaxy was always a family matter.

There was no blood. No char. There was nothing to see except the strange softening of the Yiling Patriarch's mouth, as if just for a moment he was another person entirely. "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." Lan Wangji heard his brother's voice raised in sharp and incomprehensible protest. His own heart was beating too loudly for him to hear anything else.

“And,” said one of the pompous ministers, “there’s the matter of a marriage to consider as well!” Jin Ling, who at the beginning of that sentence had expected to slam into the very last wall of his patience and lose his temper entirely, paused. “A what?” Thing was… it wasn’t such a bad idea.

“Just do what you can, Senior Wei!” Sizhui whispers. “We’ll be right here!” “Yeah!” Jingyi says. “And just remember: it’s going to be a disaster either way, so it’s not like there’s much you can do about it!” (Or: Lan Wangji and Jiang Cheng plan a discussion conference together. It goes about as well as Wei Wuxian expects.) --- So.... sometimes you say to yourself, 'I want to write a fic about LWJ and Jiang Cheng having a pettiness battle.' And then that fic turns into your longest MDZS fic yet??

It’s wild how like… JKR is so skilled at so many aspects of writing, especially in little character moments, but when it comes to implications of throwaway lines she just… not a SINGLE thought. Like in Chamber of Secrets, when Harry is talking to Tom / Voldemort and is like, you Framed Hagrid, Tom is like, yeah he was always trying to raise monsters, he says that Hagrid tried to raise werewolf cubs under his bed like… oh you mean like, children? like human children? I can’t stop laughing, how did I never pick up on that

you know i don’t think i’ve ever actually seen batman with a water bottle, even though you know that Mister I-Am-Prepared-For-All-Things-And-Eleven-Steps-Ahead-Because-I-Knew-You-Would-Only-Expect-Ten would never let himself or any of the robins get all dehydrated and headachey and muscle crampy. i’ve seen bruce wayne with a water bottle, but never batman, in full costume, standing on a rooftop with a matte black stainless steel double-walled bottle of water with a l'il yellow bat sticker on it. you know he tried a bat-shaped canteen and then gave up on it because it was too hard to clean. too many nooks and crannies. ‘but wouldn’t he make alfred clean it’ if you think bruce is capable of making alfred do any manual labor that he doesn’t want to you are sorely mistaken. took one look at that dumbass canteen and he just left the room. oh no, master bruce, i would never deny you the complete ownership experience of whatever the fuck this is that you thought would be a good idea this time. you go ahead and wash that yourself. two days later he’s got a sensible water bottle well-insulated enough that he doesn’t have to worry about condensation fucking up his grip. in an emergency it can be used as a bludgeon. robin has a water bottle but no one knows what it looks like because he never fucking brings it even though they have this conversation every goddamn night and it doesn’t matter if you get free slurpees from every gas station cashier you’ve ever saved from a robbery, that is not hydrating, drink some goddamn water and if you complain about having a headache later you’ll have only yourself to blame you horrible little sugar gremlin. ‘okay but which robin’ all of them, they are all like this, barbara and steph never have a problem with bringing some goddamn water like a sensible person, why are boys like this.

If everyone really thought that Wei Wuxian was going to wait around during the New Year for Lan Wangji to come home when there was an entire party happening at Carp Tower, they had another thing coming. All he needed was a good disguise.

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Magic is an eco-system, and the magical world has been culling magical people and creatures for generations. It has finally gone too far - and the collective consequences are finally being felt. When magic starts disappearing, crumbling quietly in post-war Britain, it causes a cascade effect across the wizarding world. Not a single magical child has been born in almost a decade. Twenty-three-year-old Harry Potter discovers this when the wards of Diagon Alley literally come crashing down on top of him. So ends the life of the Boy-Who-Lived. Yet again, he returns to the station between life and death. With a new chance in a new world, Harry - now eleven-year-old Harry Fleamont - is given a chance to figure out how to save his dying world. In a new world that seems much more perfect in every sense of the word, Harry is faced with a growing threat from a much more dangerous Voldemort, and the reality that jumping universes just makes vulnerable and poor wizards who just want to eat a regular meal and afford to buy a pair of Merlin-damned socks.

Mo XuanYu successfully summons the Yiling Patriarch from the dead and exacts revenge on those who wronged him. A cursed arm is detained in Dafan Mountain, and the newly-revived spirit of the most hated man in the cultivation world quietly leaves the scene under his old acquaintances’ noses. Three years later, someone — a lunatic to some, a dead man to others — sells flowers at the marketplace in the dead of winter.

Wei WuXian is a transmigrator bent on securing the happy ending of his favorite heroine: Jiang Yanli.

Thirteen years ago, Wei Wuxian brought scandal and shame down upon his head and was thrown out of the competitive ballroom dance circuit. He vanished, never to be heard from again. Lan Wangji aches when he remembers the way Wei Ying danced--like a laugh given movement and form. He has never stopped searching for him.

Wei Wuxian walks his lonely road, but he's not going to leave Lan Wangji entirely alone. That would be boring.

Lan Zhan! You've probably guessed who's sending you mail, but I'll go ahead and confirm that it's your friend Wei Ying. Hello from Fuzhou! It's already hot here and very wet although spring has barely started. Hope you're keeping cool in the clouds, and say hello to the kids for me. I wish you were here with me - the people here keep making fun of my accent! Write to me soon and give it to Qixuan - that's the pigeon - she'll find me. Wei WuXian -- Letters from abroad.

The members of the Lan Clan have never been particularly well-known for their good judgement when it comes to matters of the heart. Which is why it should come as a surprise to no one when Lan Wangji falls in love with an actual ghost.

"We were raised as a generation of war, A-Yuan," Xian-gege said to him. "If your generation choses to be one of love - well, I don't think any of us would be opposed to that." In the aftermath of the events at the Guanyin temple, the cultivation world scrambles to understand their current reality. A man roams the countryside with a string of white in his hair. Another sits on the highest seat of power with a ribbon of red around his forehead. The younger generation turns out to be full of romantics. Nie Huaisang is to blame for everything, always. Jiang Cheng realizes that happiness has been more that 16 years overdue. Wei Wuxian declares that it's time that bitch pays up. After a generation of war - much to the consternation of the elders, much to the delight of the young, much to the pleased shock of the subjects of the tale - the world welcomes a love story with open arms.

In his defense, not that Wei Ying needed defending mind you, he was left unsupervised and bored. Besides, it wasn’t like he expected to get caught. Nor had he expected for the Lan disciple that did the catching to just sit down…

The second time Lan Zhan said Wei Ying, come back, Wei Wuxian did

Dying and being reborn helped Wei Wuxian regain the sanity and clarity of thought that the loss of his golden core took, and with that his corrupted memories. He remembers the Nightless City. He remembers Lan Wangji on his knees, Bichen sheathed and Wangji qin untouched, even as Wei Wuxian flung attack after attack at him. He remembers Lan Wangji promising him eternity, if only Wei Wuxian will go back to Cloud Recesses with him. He also remembers Lan Wangji leaving, and the whole horde of cultivators descending upon Yiling soon thereafter. He remembers dying alone.

After a time travel attempt goes awry, a shameless, happily married Wei Wuxian finds himself traveling to the past in the most inconvenient way possible - being temporarily stuck in the mind of his fifteen year old self. His younger self just wishes he'd stop mentioning Lan Zhan so much. There's no way they're actually married, after all.

Wei Wuxian has been haunting his childhood home for three years. He's perfected the fine art of scaring away all the tenants, and has grown used to living with the dying flowers in the garden as his only company. When Lan Wangji buys the house, Wei Wuxian fully intends to drive him off too. Except Lan Wangji is beautiful, and interesting, and captivating company - even if he supposedly doesn't know Wei Wuxian exists.

Taylor Hebert had been done. Scion had been beaten, and she was living a quiet life with her dad on a sealed off Earth. Except... not anymore. Two years ago, she started out as a cape. Two years ago, everything that led her down this path began. What choices will she make differently, now that it is once again two years ago?

Wei Wuxian is down on his luck. He’s probably the only legit medium in the city of Lotus, able to contact all manner of dearly deceased spirits and gaggles of ghosts. Still, he makes his living off of bunk palm readings and crystal ball tricks, and it’s barely enough to keep him going. Wei Wuxian is broke. And, he’s about to be very down on his luck. A plague of suspicious hauntings brings him to the attention of the Bureau of Investigation, but he has no idea how involved in it he will be until he meets… Lan Wangji is the youngest detective in the Bureau, with one of the highest closure rates within recent years’ records. He’s sharp and obsessive, which lends well to his work with investigating. The one thing he can’t account for is ghosts, and he’s a constant skeptic when it comes to the question of their presence…that is, until, he meets Wei Wuxian. They’re thrown together by way of crossing paths in an investigation, but after Lan Wangji’s eyes are opened to the fact that his culprit might not be fully of the flesh, he finds Wei Wuxian more indispensable than he ever thought he would. Everybody needs a good partner.

When he finally raised his head, Lan WangJi found himself at a loss for words in a way he never had been before. It wasn't simply that the man was a complete stranger to him, older than the guest disciples, and therefore not someone who had been allowed into the Cloud Recesses. Nor was it the fact that he was uncommonly handsome, stirring those interests Lan WangJi always strove to rise above. No, it was the stunning brightness of his eyes, and the intensity of his gaze. This was a man born to be crowned with stars, and Lan WangJi forgot himself under the weight of his attention, was left feeling stupid and slow and clumsy.