He’s leading the remnants of the Wen Clan on on his horse, praying to the ancestors that he seems more confident than he feels, but when he comes over a small hill and sees a figure in white waiting for them, his heart drops to his stomach.
He doesn’t know how to deal with Lan Zhan right now. Doesn’t know if he can handle his disappointment and resentment on top of everyone else's.
Lan Zhan has been his rock, his one constant for a long time now and if even he turns his back on Wei Wuxian now, he’s not sure there is still something left to fight for.
He doesn't except Lan Zhan to surprise him.
or: the rain scene as it should have been.
23 Sep 2019
When Wei Wuxian asked Lan Zhan to tie his headband to his wrist he didn't know the connotations. But, Lan Zhan fully knew that his actions would result in a wedding.
Set as a happy au/canon divergence starting at the Cold Pond Cave scene. Instead of some Yin Metal, Lan Zhan gets a new guquin and a new fiancé.
Wei Wuxian POV, Limited 3rd person.
Lan Wangji pulls the blankets snug around them, and Wei Wuxian tucks his face into the crook of Lan Wangji’s neck. “You smell good, Lan Zhan…”
“Wei Ying. Sleep.” Lan Wangji says, sounding strangled.
“Mmmmn, right…” Wei Wuxian doesn’t want to sleep, not particularly. He wants to bask in the simple joy of his and Lan Wangji’s sides pressed together neatly, the heat flaring in his stomach as Lan Wangji’s hips shift slightly. But that way lies a reality Wei Wuxian isn’t sure he’s ready to explore, and so he nuzzles into Lan Wangji’s hold. “Goodnight, Lan Zhan.”
Leaving YunmengJiang in an effort to curb the tensions in the Jiang family, Wei WuXian becomes a rogue cultivator.
Even without the support of a sect, he is a rare genius whose name will become known across the cultivation world and whose techniques will influence the course of a war.
However, what influences his own fate is a chance meeting that becomes the first step toward love.
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19 Nov 2019
Wei Wuxian knew this scene all too well, and he knew what would come next — the flash of a blade, Jiang Yanli’s blood staining the Earth, her body dropping to the floor. He thought, ‘Lan Zhan, I’m sorry,’ and he held her in place as she reached forward to push him out of the way.
This time, Shijie wouldn’t die.
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18 Nov 2019