Fistfighting MBJ Right Now

Not the bride you were expecting

by KizuKatana (@kizukatana)

E, WIP, 47k, Wangxian

Summary: Less than two weeks before the arranged marriage between Mo Xuanyu and Lan Wangji, Wei Wuxian transmigrates into Mo Xuanyu's body from another universe. Lan Wangji had never had any interest in Mo Xuanyu, but had been forced to agree to the marriage when the Jin laid a trap for him. His interest in Mo Xuanyu abruptly changes. Too bad Wei Wuxian is trying to run away from Koi Tower (and the upcoming wedding) with all possible haste. Kay's comments: I don't know how Kizu does it, but Kizu never misses and here is yet another banger. This time, we're exploring the Omegaverse and it's also a transmigration story, which makes this super fun, because it's Wei Wuxian in the world of MDZS without any of his complex relationships and also things like Jin Guangshan unable to pretend he doesn't have twelve thousands children around, because their scent clearly marks them as his. Also. Living for the horniness. Excerpt: Hanguang Jun tensed as he saw the glowing sigils that Wei Wuxian was forming in the air and gripped the hilt of his sword. Wei Wuxian flicked his wrist to set the spell, and waited a split second to feel the seal of it set in their room. No one outside would be able to hear anything that was said. “Don’t worry, this is just to ensure that no one else can hear what we say,” Wei Wuxian explained. Hanguang Jun’s eyes narrowed, and his hand did not release his sword hilt. “I was not aware that you were skilled in talismanic cultivation,” Hanguang Jun said, eying the bed as though it might attack him. “And I have no intention of saying or doing anything to you that could not be overheard.” Wei Wuxian felt himself flush in embarrassment. Hanguang Jun was fully entitled to his anger and disgust. “Right. But I do. You should know that I was poisoned just before your arrival, and Jin Zongzhu was hoping the physicians could keep me alive long enough for you to get here so you could take the blame for killing me.“

pov alternating, canon divergence, isekai and transmigration, transmigrator wei wuxian, omegaverse, alpha lan wangji, omega wei wuxian, top lan wangji/bottom wei wuxian, political intrique, arranged marriage, cultivation sect politics, bamf wei wuxian, bamf lan wangji, possessive lan wangji, podfic available

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Hii! I am so grateful for your blog and recs! You guys are the best 🫶 I want to recommend this very funny Wangxian fic. It's a Nobody dies fix it fic that had me laughing and cheering on the meddlesome matchmakers that are Wantxian's friends and family. I don't think I've seen it recced before but if it has 🫣 @aurastiel

i believe that we can make it (i believe in all of you)

by Stratisphyre

T, 17k, Wangxian

Summary: “You see the problem?” Jiang Wanyin continued. “Your brother is an idiot. My brother is an idiot. And we think that it’s to the benefit of the world at large for them to get married and subject us all to their joint idiocy?” “Perhaps not,” Lan Xichen said slowly. Jiang Wanyin looked disappointed, apparently hopeful that Lan Xichen would disagree, but the expression eased when he continued, “But it is to the benefit of the two of them.” In which one two three four five six amateur wedding planners (and Jin Zixuan) have good intentions and try to save the day.

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if love is just a waste of your time, why not waste it on me?

by livinginaworldofnoise (@gh0st-0f-luke)

G, 5k, Wangxian

Summary: Gusu Lan Bakery Online Custom Order Form Requested Cake Type: [purple velvet] Frosting: [red wine-flavored whipped fondant] Filling: [margarita-flavored jello] Size: [24 layers] Shape: [rhombicosidodecahedron] Writing on Cake: [sorry for lightly singeing ur couch. i just wanted to see if it was flammable, for science. i honestly think it looks better like that but here’s a cake since u apparently don’t agree] To: [email protected] From: [email protected] Subject: Your Order Could Not Be Fulfilled Hello, The bakery is unable to complete your cake request from Order #103123 based on the information you provided. Apologies for the inconvenience. Best wishes, Gusu Lan Bakery OR: lwj is a baker. wwx wants to order a cake. what could go wrong? Kay's comments: Wei Wuxian is such a menace in this story, but it pays off, because he gets the baker. His cake requests are utterly ridiculous too. Excerpt: To: [email protected] From: [email protected] Subject: Your Order Has Been Rejected Hello, The bakery will not complete your cake request from Order #103147 based on the information you provided. This order was rejected because it is unfeasible and does not align with the baker’s professional standards. Your orders will continue to be rejected until you submit one with legitimate specifications that can actually be achieved. Please contact another bakery with this request instead of continuing to submit order forms, and refrain from asking invasive personal questions about the owner. Gusu Lan Bakery Do not reply to this email.

epistolary, modern setting, modern no powers, bakery, baker lan wangji, unconventional format, flirting, texting, of sorts, lan wangji is so done, first meetings, humor, romantic comedy

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I have a fanfic to recommend! Jin Ling/Sizhui romance pairing. Currently left on a cliff hanger which is killing me, the authors note on the last chapter says ‘Happy Valentine’s Day.’ 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 but the writing quality is extremely awesome, the premise super engaging. A+++++ quality work!! Plus you can’t help but really feel for Jin Ling, he’s been having a rough time andyousaidtruelovedidntexsist

Assumed Responsibility

by ImpureLily (@theimpurelily)

M, WIP, 20k, Jin Ling/Lan Sizhui

Summary: Jin Ling wishes that Jingyi was here. He would know how to handle a situation like this. He knows about the significance of the forehead ribbon. Jiujiu had spent a whole dinner lecturing about it. From what Jiujiu told him, touching it is extremely inappropriate and removing it was akin to seeing a woman in a state of undress. Ruining her virtue and destroying any prospects of a good marriage. Knowing all that… There had to be some kind of loophole, right? Or does he really have to marry Sizhui after tonight. or: After an assassination attempt and a shitty night hunt, Jin Ling finds himself stuck in a cave with a knocked out and injured Sizhui. Which would be fine and easy to manage if it wasn't for the fact that said Lan has a head wound. What the fuck is the proper protocol for dealing with a knocked out Lan with a bleeding head wound that could only be treated properly if you removed that damn forbidden head ribbon?

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Weeks later and Lan Zhan could not stop thinking about him. It was ridiculous and utterly unbecoming. Mianmian noticed. And would not let go. “Lan Wangji,” she grinned, and Lan Zhan swam away from her as fast as dignity would allow.

Weeks later and Lan Zhan could not stop thinking about him. It was ridiculous and utterly unbecoming. Mianmian noticed. And would not let go. “Lan Wangji,” she grinned, and Lan Zhan swam away from her as fast as dignity would allow.

During those weeks mm showered him with tales *specifically* of the prince “Wei Wuxian,” she claimed his name was. “A player and charmer through and through. Though you’d be surprised by how sweet and innocent he really is."

He heard all sorts of things. How the townspeople regarded him fondly, and how he was very strong, oh so very handsome, so clever, quick witted, teaser, humorous, and how very “capable” he was. "Gossip is forbidden," lz snipped at mm the next time she visited.

Mianmian eased up a bit after some weeks, and after she giddy told him about her cousin falling head over heels for someone and also about a man she had met on shore.

Lan Zhan had been a bit suspicious when she mentioned the man was a fisher. mm assured him the fisher was incredibly kind. mm sounded so incredibly happy and confident when she spoke of him, it made lz wistful. He wanted to see his close friend happy, and so when mm told him excitedly about her date, lz had tried to hide his reservations. mm promised she would be back in just a day or two’s time to tell him all about her date

A week passed without any response or sign of Mianmian anywhere. Which was how Lan Zhan ended up trying to seek out Baoshan Sanren. He hadn’t been able to find her, but he’d found…alternate methods.

Xue Yang would have been happy to have traded something much more valuable than Lan Wangji’s *voice* for a pair of legs, but sadly, living with Song Zizhen and Xiao Xingchen put a damper on his creativity.

He would have at least liked his *tongue* but Xiao Xingchen had looked upset when Xue Yang suggested it, and Song Zizhen had looked even more irritated, and thus, Xue Yang figured, if he wanted to get laid that night he had to play nice.

Unfortunately, Xue Yang wasn’t a *miracle* worker, like Baoshan Sanren, and his magic was still technically dark magic, so he had to impose some conditions duh.

One, Lan Wangji’s voice, and two, a time limit of one month or else he would permanently lose his voice, and never be allowed to return into the sea.

lz felt a brief moment of panic at the thought of never being able to return home and losing his magic forever, but he scolded himself for being overly emotional and promised he could do it. a month was plenty of time.

After MianMian clarified that Lan Zhan's real name was "Lan Wangji" Wei Wuxian had seemed a bit sheepish about calling him Lan Zhan all the time.

The fifth time Wei Wuxian stuttered over "Lan Zh---ah, Lan Wangji---Sorry, god no wonder you hated me---I must have been so annoying, calling you that---Ah, but we're close now right?! It's okay right---"

Lan Zhan's patience ran out. He reached over and grabbed Wei Wuxian's hand, tracing into the palm, "Lan Zhan is okay."

His heart gave a traitorous flutter when Wei Wuxian beamed at him. He really was a fool after all. He told himself he regretted it, when Wei Wuxian spent all his freetime then on calling his name and bothering him again.

In the library, "Lan Zhan!"

On the ocean shore, "Lan Zhan---"

In the tea pavillon, "Lan Zhan~~"

In the guest quarters where Lan Zhan was staying, "Lan Zhan, why are you ignoring me? You're being so cruel, aiyah!"

Lan Zhan resolutely ignored him and stared out the paper window with a huff, when something caught his eye.

Small, white and fluffy. He immediately startled and peered out the window cautiously.

He'd heard many beasts wandered the land, and they could be dangerous. Something darted out of the bushes again. Lan Zhan stilled. It was chewing on the fabrics he was wearing (clothes, robes, apparently). Lan Zhan stared. (Fascinated.)

The creature gnawing on the hem of the lace outermost robe Nie Huaisang had insisted Lan Zhan start wearing was small. Tiny. Round. White. It was also very fluffy. Lan Zhan had reached out to touch its fur before he even realized it. It was very soft, though its nose gave a violent twitch at Lan Zhan's touch and it jumped back.

At this point Lan Zhan was half bent out the window in an attempt to follow it, eyes wide.

The beast was absurdly tiny. Its ears were long. Its eyes were dark. Its tail looked like a puff of cloud.

"Lan Zhan!" Wei Ying's voice was strangled, "What are you doing---"

Lan Zhan slipped out the window and stumbled slightly on the grass to sit down and watch the thing watch him. It sniffed before deciding his robes were tasty enough to risk danger, and lept onto his lap.

Wei Ying popped his head out the window, alarmed, before spotting Lan Zhan gingerly holding the cotton ball. He burst into laughter, "Lan Zhan! Where did you find that rabbit?"

Rabbit. Lan Zhan frowned and mouthed the words to himself. Rabbit. It was, a rabbit. He cradled the rabbit closer to his chest, careful to not dislodge it from where it was chewing his sleeve. It was very light.

"Haha, Lan Zhan," Wei Ying had thrown himself on the ground beside him. "Are you hungry? I can ask the chefs to roast a nice fat rabbit for you later. I know you didn't like the skewered pork ribs, or the steak, or the turkey, or chicken, or the roast duck, but a good roasted rabbit is bound to be life changing---"

Lan Zhan had stopped hearing anything he'd said after "roast a nice fat rabbit." His soul had evaporated from his body (evaporation, Lady Jiang had explained to Lan Zhan after he heard Wei Wuxian use it in an expression, was when water left the earth for the heavens).

The rabbit was still in his arms. Unaware as to its impending death. Lan Zhan shook his head. Minutely. Then a little more vigorously, clutching the rabbit tighter, and turning away from Wei Wuxian in an attempt to shield it.

"Lan Zhan!"

Lan Zhan gave him his iciest stare. Wei Wuxian threw his hands up in the air with a yelp, "No rabbits. No rabbit food. I'll open up the enclosure, free them all, rabbit rights, rabbit freedom."

Lan Zhan peered at him, heart lifting up. Wei Wuxian peeked right back, and flushed, "Well, we can't exactly go eating rabbits if you like them so much, right?"

Lan Zhan cuddled the rabbit, lips curving upward slightly, before giving a firm nod at Wei Ying.

Wei Ying wheezed strangely, curling over. Lan Zhan frowned and scooched closer before pausing and thinking better of it.

Getting closer to Wei Ying would require letting go of the rabbit. He would have to stay still and hope Wei Ying was not actively dying. The strange red color on his face and neck, as well as the continued strangled throaty noises Wei Ying was making, were not promising.

He reluctantly placed the rabbit on the ground to grab at Wei Ying's arm.

Lan Shizui: Senior Wei, I'm heading on a night hunt with Wen Ning

Wei Wuxian: Ok bud, let me know when you're back!

Lan Shizui: I will!

Xie Lian: Who was that

Wei Wuxian: Oh, that's my son

Wei Wuxian, joking: I birthed him myself!

Shen Qingqiu: Really? I wasn't aware that mpreg existed in your world

Wei Wuxian: Em-what?