So, modern with magic AU where only people with magic have soulmates, because it’s tied to their cores. The clans are magical families still following the old ways, while WWX has opted himself out of that world to appease Madam Yu despite his talent in magic.

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It’s not a bad life - WWX runs a small shop selling reagents and talismans, disguised as a small, out of the way cafe. Yes, he doesn’t really get to do magic the way others do, quelling disturbances and being where the action is, but he still gets to tinker with his talismans.

Been seeing fellow fans be nasty to kpop fandom translators for supposedly "not translating everything" or "picking only the parts they want" and wow, the sheer entitlement. Fandom translators translate for free in their own time out of love, oftentimes they also do it LIVE. Do you know how hard it is to translate live, to quickly grasp context, to type it down while still following the person's next words? All this while still trying to enjoy the experience because hey, that's an idol they like! And you get mad because they didn't get everything?

For halloween and the birthday of Wei Wuxian our beloved grandmaster of the ghost path, a small thread of spooky MDZS fic recs! If you have recs to add please do share! 👻🖤 🦷 and his wanting grows teeth by @_yukla
🦷 Alternate Universe, Wangxian
🦷 archiveofourown.org/works/28161447
Starting off with a classic! Travelling cultivator LWJ spends winter in a remote village, and finds out not all is what it seems with the village's seemingly wholesome tradition.

At first, Sizhui had thought it a harmless, simple campus ghost story.
It's certainly generic enough - Two forbidden lovers planning to run away together, promising to meet at midnight by the old lotus pond. Only the other never came, and the one left behind drowned themselves in despair.
Now the drowned spirit stands vigil by the lotus blooms in rainy nights, asking innocent passerby the time before eventually revealing its true form - Pale and drenched in death.

When LWJ left the Lan Mansion, the only significant thing he brought with him was his mother's piano.

It's the first thing he sets up in his new place, the long-dormant keys slowly coaxed back to life by an old technician who then tells of a piano teacher he knows.
#WangXian LWJ had planned to enroll himself in a nearby musical academy for private lessons, but the old technician's eyes are kind and he's loathe to turn him down.

So LWJ sends a brief introductory email, sets up a date, and treks the short distance to an old apartment building.

What if a teenage LWJ couldn't handle the onslaught of feelings WWX awakened in him and tells WWX to stop bothering him, lest he takes it up to LQR. To LWJ's surprise, WWX apologizes on the spot, then leaves with a bow.

"I am sorry to have been such a bother, Lan er-gongzi." The thing is, WWX might flaunt the rules, but he is aware of his place in the world that had raised him.

His time on the streets and his nebulous position in the Jiangs made sure of it. Made him nimble in skirting within the arbitrary boundaries of courtesy and gentry hierarchy.

Wen Qing doesn’t cook. She brews vile-tasting yet life-saving concoctions, yes, but cooking is simply not her thing. Yet one day, she shoves a steaming bowl into Wei Wuxian’s hands. It’s soup.

“Qing-Jie,” Wei Wuxian blinks, “Did you cook me soup?”

#魔道祖师 #mdzsfanart #mdzs “The wolfberries in it are good for your eyes, since you stay up all night with just one candle,” Wen Qing glares at him, “The Yu Zhu for your lungs, and the ginger for fatigue, since you never sleep.”

Wei Wuxian looks at the bowl, then back at Wen Qing.

“And the apples?”

It's a curse carried by those of the Lan clan to love only once, to love so deeply that it consumes them entirely, and somewhere along the Clan's history, someone sought to break this curse.

What they wrought was a dagger, and it was used only once before it was locked away. For decades, the dagger lies in the deepest embrace of the Lan Clan's vaults, until a young Lan Qiren - weary and aggrieved with the weight of responsibilities that aren't his - finds his way to it.

The writings about the dagger are vague, but the promise is enough.

Sherlock AU where Wei Wuxian is a consulting detective who rooms and works together with Police Detective Lan Wangji.

The first time Wei Ying tells him of his mind palace, Lan Wangji barely glances at the other man, continues typing up the report of their latest case. Wei Ying shuffles closer to his side of the sofa, invades Lan Wangji's space like it's nothing, as no one else does.

"No no, It's really a thing, Lan Zhan!" Wei Ying shoves his phone at him, an open Wikipedia page "Here, see!"

Modern AU where Wei Ying is the author of a famous Xianxia webcomic, and he keeps asking his room mate Lan Zhan to hold his hand in various positions because hands are so confusing to draw, Lan Zhan! For a comic supposedly focused on martial arts and magic and the intricate workings of the Cultivation world, Lan Zhan realizes that there is a LOT of handholding involved between the two protagonists - The black-clad Yiling Patriarch and white-robed Hanguang-Jun.

F1 Racing AU where Wei Ying is Lan Zhan's race engineer and together they win the world championship.
"Lan Zhan!" Wei Ying had said, so many years ago on an F3 podium, "Promise me we'll be world champions together! We'll race and live with no regrets!"
#魔道祖师 #mdzs #WangXian "That's not how it works, idiot," Jiang Cheng, who was in third, groused "You can't be world champions together!"

"We could take turns," Lan Zhan pointed out, and Wei Ying laughed, delighted, as he enveloped Lan Zhan in a sticky champagne hug.

That moment stayed with Lan Zhan.

Everyone knows that the dorm atop the hill on Yiling Tech is haunted. Understandable, really, given that the hill is historically named the Burial Mounds.

It is, however, the cheapest housing option available on Campus, so naturally that's where Wei Ying would be staying. It doesn't sit well with Lan Zhan that Wei Ying has to go through such measures when Jiang Cheng would live in a serviced apartment off-campus. But he's stopped trying to understand how the Jiangs work a long time ago, has settled on taking care of Wei Ying whenever they don't.