Red's Random Posts

just a masterlist of the asks and posts i made about ALNST, i guess

my ao3, if you guys wanna check it out

Omegaverse

original post till when will u find out miscarriage (bad end one) ivan's excuses ivan's death during childbirth (BE AU) family time!! (happy end) protection (1) protection (2) ivan's pregnancy test ivan's will (BE AU) after ivan (BE AU) telling till it's his (goes right!)

Android AU

original post world building and character building home life (and after) happy ending!

R7

original post justice for ivan (bad ending and copium) lukaivan misunderstanding makeout session (i still need to write that snippet) tililvan is forever doomed unsha's wife comes in clutch unsha's wife comes in clutch (2) unsha's wife comes in clutch (3)

Time Travel Escape AU

original post by ivan's bedside sits till and ivan falls in love again but he can't help but flinch away

lukaivan marriage AU

original post into the sunset

zombie AU

original post not-quite-dating a zombie sewn together

mermaid AU

original post till's pov happy ending sleep and gifts dress up

ORV crossover AU

orv x alnst au (except its just ivan) orv x alnst au (2) tills. secretive plotter? sponsor skills and grandparents ivan's unloved love ivan's weapon

tills are voyeurs (/nonseggsual)

till watching himself fuck it up tills and dreams

misc AUs

gojo: *shrug* no

shoko: nah

geto: ...oh. lets take some together!

satoru: what?

shoko: this photo... shoko: is this what a family photo actually looks like?

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i think the geto family had a hard time. after all, their son has had "hallucinations" from a young age, and i think it reflects here. suguru's in his emo arc; something i wrote more about here!

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a premature death, they called it. his mother's health declined gradually, and there was no hope for the baby to be born safely, so they aborted it - even when it was unsafe to do so, when she was too far along in her pregnancy.

anyone who listens to the whispers of the estate knows she's been poisoned, because they wanted the six eyes and the limitless to go to someone else's child. they thought it was early enough to cut the technique before it formed.

it's only a decade later do they realize that this was their greatest mistake - that there won't be another limitless or six eyes for four hundred years.

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six eyes is born of fear, the grief and hatred of a mother who's lost her child due to politics, and malicious intent. its born of a child who died before he could see the world.

he floats around the estate for less than a week before he decides he hates it and leaves. he travels along the cold snow, the forests that stretch on endlessly. he finds a river and follows it, for an unknown amount of time, until he encounters a village.

he intends to avoid it, because humans always seemed a bit off whenever he was around, but he sees something interesting.

he approaches - a newborn, alone in his cradle as his mother is taken care of. he stares at the mass of cursed energy, somehow seeming incomplete, and runs a nail on the swaddle.

the newborn cries, but six eyes doesn't move.

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six eyes accompanies this newborn - suguru geto, he learned - throughout his life. suguru doesn't like him, and won't sleep until six eyes hides itself.

that changes, gradually. the fear in suguru's eyes dissipate the longer six eyes stays neutral, just watching him.

six eyes, too, changes. watches suguru with more eyes, until he can't tear his gaze away.

when suguru turns ten, six eyes is able to discern the nature of his technique - and, after trial and error, manages to get suguru to turn him into an orb and swallow him.

it brings him endless joy to know that he's suguru's first cursed spirit - and the strongest, if he has any say.

and to be the strongest, it can't just rely on innate technique.

it snows when it learns how to shield suguru from the cold, from the snow, from anyone who dares get close enough to touch.

it learns red to heal suguru from curses he swallows, from the exhaustion suguru must feel.

it learns purple when that's not enough, not enough, not enough - when that damned non-sorcerer dares to try and get rid of the strongest sorcerer.

"Till's tapeworm" ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

yes i do,,, its a subconscious reaction, even when theyve dated for months, until someone confronts him about it. and then he realizes, damn, i really hate seeing him near other people.

Those two wishes clashed so universe made them meet but removed Ivan's memories for a do over

...;-;

one second let me jog my memory as to why ivan doesnt remember

oh, i see. i made it so they kept their memories to fix their regrets, except... ivan doesn't regret anything. he managed to save till with his dying breath - a wish he's had since childhood, when they attempted an escape from anakt garden.

the og post had an anon talking about how they each thought about their deaths, like... everyone else had some sort of companionship in death, either thinking how their death would make others sad, or remembering their loved ones, while ivan felt unloved and that his death held no meaning.

i like this idea, too ^^ i wonder what everyone's wishes were, then,,,

like, mizi and sua being able to meet in childhood because they wanted to see each other when they died...

hyuna and hyunwoo meeting luka together, in a world where they could be sane and healthy...

acorn not having to go on stage against till because what the hell did he just do to that alien-guitar.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/66558739/chapters/171680710

What do you think about the fic.

Lol, I'm so obsessed with the "A bunch of Tills watching an alternate universe of themselves family in the bag, the bag being Ivan" au. I think this time the Tills can go a stay with Ivan if the Tills were like hunting this universe Till. Like, they're not bound to Till. I only doing cause spoiler ahead Ivan does some erotic stuff. And since I'm so kind, I'll let them watch. But the other reason for allowing them to watch Ivan is because, spoiler ahead, Ivan works almost 24/7 since he got extra shifts and a job as a cam boy so he can buy Till a guitar. BIG SPOILER, Ivan has been hanging out like with everyone and Till, being the idiot he is, thinks is because Ivan got himself a girlfriend even tho in the fic he reads bl openly, calls guys cute and is just the most fruity man I have ever seen.

( I'm pretty sure Till is insecure, so he's said stuff like how the "girlfriend" is rich, because he broke and stuff)

So how would the Tills react to this causes I know they'll will kill this Till once he gets to meet them. But how would each Till from your au react. Honestly, Till is fumbling the bag so hard that they might even give the title of being the wost Till because omega Till was a good partner with Ivan until he stop.

(Now that I'm think about it, would they make titles or have a ranking to see who is the best Till/worst Till. Because if they do, I know who is number one.(Number 1 is the au where Till was with Ivan but he dead because of someone so Till made a plan to get his revenge of the person who killed his lover))

That'd all BYE 👋

answering all of these at once, I realize I have high tastes in my fics.

anyway i loathe fics with any sort of prostitution and thats a me thing. i just,,, dont like it. im a bit of a romantic, i believe too much in purity, dadada,,, i'm aromantic so its the same thing as people looking at dolphins and romanticizing them not knowing their behavior.

anyway, they rank each other,,, or try to. it inevitably becomes a war of reading too much in between the lines and hallucinating words, like,,

"Look at that scene! Right there! This is when you were talking to Ivan, and you said flowers, and look at that! Frown! Because flowers makes him think romance and then makes him think of you then thinks of you liking Mizi and you so fumbled right at that moment!" (It was because Ivan was reminded of the cameras in the flowers.)

You can't be fooled by the gays, guys. Or,,, something like that. Don't be fooled by me either!!! I'm really affectionate physically, i go so far as to platonically kissing cheeks and foreheads and hands,,,

imagine ivan unintentionally conditioning till into thinking his kisses on anywhere but certain areas are platonic and it becomes a situation of everyone-knows-we're-dating-except-this-one-idiot-named-till. (ivan doesnt kiss him on the lips until a firework show because he wants it to be 1000% perfect.)

Is been awhile since I got an idea for the "Different au Till watch each other fail to bag Ivan"

So I read a fanfic on ao3 and is was just too good not to add it to this au.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/66259522/chapters/170818750

Basically is one-sided Ivan/Till but Till is the one who is in love with Ivan but Ivan doesn't love him. The reason Ivan doesn't love Till is because in this au, someone abandoned Ivan when he was on street so they can away from the alien. This causes Ivan to see the meteor shower when he's on the edge of the building where the alien is hanging him. The media shower caues him to realize that he is in love with life so this made Ivan determine to survive, no matter the cost. This is why Ivan doesn't love Till because he only cares about living since everyone around him only care about themselves. The only relationship he made and kept was Mizi and Sua. Here is a quote from the fic.

"One day, a monster cornered them both, and the only thing the woman did was abandon him at the alien’s feet and escape, leaving the boy at the mercy of the beast.

That day he learned something: sooner or later, people abandon you to survive. He should never trust anyone."

The reason why this Till loves Ivan is because one day his was lock up because he acted out but while lock up Ivan came to his room and release the chains that was on Till and u like in the Og universe Till was awake to see Ivan do this. Here are a few quotes from the fic.

"Then, he stepped closer and reached for his neck. He made a strange motion with his fingers, and the collar dropped to the floor with a dry thud. Till gasped for air, finally breathing freely.It was the first time he had ever been without the collar. The first time someone had taken it off.The first time he felt free...The boy continued until Till was completely free. He moved his numb arms and smiled, looking at his savior.But Ivan didn’t smile back; he simply turned and walked out of the room in silence."

"Since that day, he couldn’t get him out of his head. He sketched his face everywhere, watched him silently from corners. He was his greatest inspiration, his muse. Watching him sing was like being reborn."

And I'm just imagining when this Till meet the other Tills he'll be so mad. But he'll be the most annoying and aggressive with OgTill since NOT only did he had Ivan loved him with all his heart, free him from the chains, had Ivan make a plan to run away and also he DIED FOR HIM, all he did was look the other and crush on Mizi who was CLEARLY IN LOVE WITH SUA. The moment he knew about his story there is for sure going to be a brawl between them.

InverseTill: *Hits OgTill*

OgTill: "What the hell, man!"

InverseTill: "YOU BITCH!!! HOW DARE YOU HAVE IVAN LOVE! You had everything I wanted. I wanted Ivan love, for him to LOOK at me. And here you are, having Ivan looking at you ALL THE TIME, having Ivan touching you, and having Ivan wrote a song about yearning for your LOVE! BUT NOOOOOO, you didn't even realize Ivan was the one you should have been with. I DREW Ivan, not you, you drew Mizi. I WROTE Ivan a love song, not you, you wrote one for Mizi. I KILLED myself for Ivan while you were depressed about Mizi being missing that you didn't even know that Ivan was planning on KILLING HIMSELF FOR YOU!!! If I were in your position, I would give Ivan the world. I would have looked at him, told him that I loved him, would have run away with, and would have KILLED anyone who was in the way of our love. I-I just can't u-understand w-why you had him..."

There is also a Ivan/Luka tag in this fic so this may mean Ivan and/or Luka fell in love with the other person during round 7 because I know Till is dying in round 6 for Ivan. Just want to let you know. As of right now this fic is ongoing and have 5 chapters so... make up stuff I guess 🤷.

*Luka came into the scene.*

The Tills: "Booooooo."

*Luka and Ivan looking at each other and acting a little bit too gay*

The Tills: *Random angry noices*

InverseTill: "WHAT THE HELL MAN!!! Why does he get Ivan but I didn't."

OgTill: *Thinking about why he is still alive* "Maybe in another universe, they say."

The funny thing is that he is one of the few Tills that didn't get beaten up when he comes to the Tills. (The other two is the au where they were Till did love Ivan back, got in a relationship but stop becauae Ivan died. And omega Till because nobody wanted to touch him)

I also think they would have clubs so they can have a send me healthy relationship with each other considering how they fight with each other a lot.

Fumbled the bag club: *The au where Till realize his feeling too late before Ivan left them*

Dead lover club:*The au where Till was too late to realize his feeling for Ivan before he died*

Number 1 fan:*The au where Till did love Ivan back but is still doom yaoi so...*

They're probably more clubs. And I want to talk about the room they're reacting to the au but this is getting too long so that's another day.

Bye 👋

I'd totally sit down to read this fic, but I am a bingereader and if it isn't finished I'll be devastated. That's why I don't look at my inbox. Because nothing of mine is finished and I feel so much guilt about it. (Also tumblr is kind of on the backburner,,, and i need to turn on notifs for it (^ ^;))

I totally see inverse!till beating everyone there black and blue. break their bones kinda deal lololol.

Luka and Ivan, the ultimate challenge for the Tills. Like, oh, he's happy. But that guy? Seriously? That's bad taste.

(We are the person Ivan finds most attractive, a Till says. The silent that resounds is stifling.

We are not bad taste compared to- to that guy!)

I want to see the reaction of the au Tills seeing a ivanluka fic

The fic is on ao3 and I think is called Match Made in Heaven. In this au, Luka is only 2 years older than Ivan and the rest of the characters are the same age in Canon.Is about the owners of Ivan and Luka wanted a way to make their pet 'more normal'. So an alien dotor or scientist force them to live in a room together. I think the first 2 chapter is from the pov of the alien and the fic only have 4 chapter. I really like this fic cause is like a 'what if' and you get to see how both Ivan and Luka changes for the worst. I always thought that Luka and Ivan were two sides of the same coin. Also, you get to see how the alien is forcing them to bond without them knowing. I don't want to spoil it to you, but all I'm saying is trauma bonding.

If you are going to read it, then how to you think the Tills are going to react to Ivan being a bad person. Are they going to blame on the alien or Luka. Will they be very uncomfortable because I don't want to spoil it but in this fic Ivan still like Till. And since this fic doesn't go to the rounds, I like to think they do the rounds together. Idk man just tell me what you think.

Hua Cheng awoke in a damp, cold dungeon. His limbs were chained with little movement, rattling against stone with every movement.

Typical.

He's seen at least five cellars like this in the past century. In fact, he used to have one. Okay, maybe it's still there, but don't tell the Heavens - they were stingy about things like this.

The chains around him must bind energy and qi no matter what type it was, as he could not let out ghostly nor heavenly energy. It was impressive, considering he had an overabundance of both. There were only a few beings who could make something like this; the Heavenly Emperor, or another calamity.

And, well, regarding his situation... he's sure it's a calamity. White Flowers Mourn Ghosts is the Heaven-given name for the ruler of Ghost Haven, even though he is relatively unknown. The same goes for Hua Cheng's own calamity identity.

He's sure if the Heavens found out that their very own God of Fire was, in fact, the very same as Crimson Rain Sought Flower, that they would -

Wait a moment.

Why were their calamity names matching?

Okay, maybe it was a coincidence. Their tales vastly were different, and he's never heard any one else mention it before. But that doesn't mean much, since he doesn't really talk to any god. Yin Yu was too much of an uptight person to mention something so trivial, so he wouldn't know through him.

Fucking Heaven.

Hua Cheng glanced up as the barred door opened with a creak, a masked calamity entering. He was practically radiating resentful energy, wasting it on making the air colder.

"I think there's been a misunderstanding," Hua Cheng started.

Crack-!

A bandage whipped out, slapping Hua Cheng across the face before he could continue. It wrapped around his mouth, effectively muling him and preventing him from speaking.

"Quiet, God," the calamity hissed. His voice was hoarse and deep - has he not spoken much, then? "You intruded on my land and slaughtered my citizen. There is no misunderstanding."

Idiot. He should've just disguised his heavenly energy entirely instead of being lazy. Then, at least he'd be able to go on his merry way without this nonsense. The only positive thing was that he was unlikely to be killed. Once this calamity got bored of him, or Yin Yu decided to send help, he'd be free to return to Danxia's side.

Physical torture wasn't terrible for a ghost.

he doesn't do it in cloud recesses. he goes down the mountain, following the river that weaves into a valley, untouched by man. he builds a simple shrine by the side of it, kneeling and placing the small pair of statues he'd bought on a tray, alongside an incense burner and a plate of offerings.

it may be okay for the common people, but once a person become a cultivator, they should stop relying and praying to gods. after all, they may become a part of their ranks, or it may lead them down the wrong path. this in itself wasn't a terrible offense, one that would hardly warrant more than copying scriptures, if it weren't for the fact that he was praying to a ghost king as well.

it was an old tale wangji had heard during the war, of a god and a ghost who's power is half of heaven's might, maybe even more, and who took down the corrupted head of heaven.

he figured this was his best bet.

one: the war they recently faced was of taking down a similar figure, and as a "hero" of that war, he surely garnered some sort of merit for it.

two: it was a god and ghost pair. they wouldn't turn him away for being a cultivator, nor wei ying for being a demonic one.

three: they must know how to... fix the situation wei ying was in.

lan wangji stood in front of the shrine, hands pressed together and head bowed. unfamiliar words played jn his head, as worshipful and meaninfum as he could make it.

---

"look at this one, san lang."

"hm? doesn't the wording seem strange?"

"it's from a cultivator. you know they don't pray much."

"what are they doing praying now?"

"it's a case of love, it seems."

"...what are they doing praying to gege? pei ming would be a more apt choice."

"san lang, they're praying to both of us."

"i see."

"hm... it's no ordinary case of love either. seems they are praying to help their loved one."

"oh? is it due to the war?"

"the aftermath of the commoners of the enemy camp. their love has gone to defend the commoners, and might be soon... raided for it."

"interesting."

"they want to protect him from the possibility. what should i say, san lang?"

"let me."

"huh?"

---

"you wish to protect him?"

lan wangji's eyes shot open. the area around him was foggy, red rain falling from the skies and soaking tbe area around him the same as the war did.

"very well. how would you like to protect him?"

lan wangji hesitated for a moment. should he answer? but, he remembered a promunent legend of the ghost king he had prayed to: one of bloody rain, and a flower. and right now, he had the strange feeling of being the very flower. "...safe. i want him to be safe and free."

"interesting. i propose a trade, then."

"trade?" it was dangerous to make deals with ghosts, especially ones as strong as crimson rain. maybe he should retreat before he does something irrevocable.

"in trade of your freedom, i will guarantee that he will survive and be able to do as he wishes."

no. that should be the only word coming from him: no.

"...mn?"

"you will serve as my and dianxia's servant, a hand we may command to do as we like in the mortal realm, and a human in the city of ghosts."

no, no, no—his uncle, his brother, they'd both be saying no. even wei ying would tell him to deny this proposition, no matter the reward.

"you'll be immortal to the extreme, roaming the lands not as a cultivator like you've been raised, but as god's envoy."

this was something he should walk away from, and let his robes become red with the shame he's incurring.

"do you accept this?"

say no, every little voice of every person he cares about screams.

More subplots meant more episodes would need to be filmed to fill every plot hole, novels with more mystery and intrigue would need hundreds of chapters to completely explain the story. He never wanted the things he liked to end, and the more drama there was, the less likely the shows and novels would ever reach a conclusion. In the same way, he matched it to his life - always adding unnecessary confusion to keep everyone interested a little longer, and stay a little longer.

Now, it seems to have backfired on him.

His back was pressed against the seat of the plane, his heart thudding with each shake the plane made. Turbulence hadn't ever felt like this. There were people screaming, praying, even fighting for a better chance to live.

Bamby took his phone from where it was stuffed in the pocket of the seat in front of him, turning it on. He never bought the wi-fi package for airplanes, because it'd only be a few hours of internet and was a huge waste of money. But now, he wanted to at least know that they were on the other side of the line, that someone would witness the sudden discontinuation of Bamby, of Chae Bonggu.

Bamby connected to the wi-fi, and he opened the group chat. Messages that were sent after he turned off his wi-fi dinged in all at once, but he didn't read a single one.

Goodbye I love you all I love PLAVE I love my members I love PLLI I love my family

He sent these messages, but it didn't feel like enough. If he only left this behind, would they remember him? Would he become a memorial without any visitors, not even those who he once performed on stage with?

I love Yejun and his aegyo and his kindness I love Noah and his weirdness and his laugh I love Eunho and his talents and his talking I love Hamin and his steadiness and his cute maturity

And once he started, he couldn't stop. There was so much he had to say, so many plot holes he had to fill before the crash came and ended his show prematurely. He wanted to say his thanks. (He wanted to try find a continuation.)

I love every song you made, even the ones that were scrapped I love every dance we made, even with all the revisions I love every livestream where we got to see PLLI who loves us I love every game we played, even if we had to do overtime I really really love all of you Dont forget me please

All of these messages sent at once should've alerted someone, but there wasn't any 'read' symbols. Nothing, but him and his words. He prayed someone would come online to read them, wake up to the incessant sound of the notifications. Maybe Noah would finally check his phone and respond timely, maybe Eunho would wake up from his restless sleep, maybe Yejun would notice as he was getting ready for bed, maybe Hamin would coincidentally see the messages as he got up to go to the bathroom.

There wasn't anyone. Was he really alone in his thoughts?

Please answer me Please I dont want to be alone yejun hyung noah pabo eunho-ya haminie

Would it catch their attention?

dont you guys love me too please

It was only a few moments since he's sent the first message, and even if Bamby wanted to stretch these seconds into hours, it'd be impossible. He braced his head in his lap, holding his phone between his forehead and knees, hands coming up to cover the back of his head.

Even if it was the very moment before he's dead, he wanted to see at least one response.

His eyes were wide open, without a glisten of light, when the first message came on the shattered screen embedded into his body.

Bonggu-ya? Aren't you on your flight? What's happening?

Chae bonggu you woke me up ;;; bonggu hyunng hyung?

Ah bamby hyung you're not alone

anyways i have stickers from @guacagabs and placed another order there for something else \(•u•)/

lee hyunsung has large tits (???)

\(^v^)>[have a prompt]

when kdj turned 28, it felt like reality has inverted and nothing felt right. he opened his phone expecting something, went to web novel only to realize he had nothing to read.

his library was nearly empty, only filled with half-read third-rate novels. it didnt make sense, though, because last dokja checked he had spent thousands of hours on this app, reading.

once he arrived at work

and it ends there. 8/08/2023, this is the seventh evicted draft. i think this is an au where twsa is completely erased from reality (and kdj's mind) and all the characters are brought to real life. im pretty sure kdj is supposed to meet yjh at his office job as the ceo or something. idk.

yjh and kdj start dating but no one else knows. instead, they all think that theyre oblivious idiots who flirt to each other and its absolutely painful

yjh wraps his coat around kdj? "it's not that cold sunfish"

kdj gives something thoughtful to yjh? a single nod.

yjh comes everyday with a homecooked meal specially for kdj? "making sure i dont die to anything else, yjh?"

kdj ditching all plans for yjh? a glare.

at this point absolutely everyone (even the children) are doing their best to matchmake the two.

except for hsy who is leaning back and sipping wine

this all conjures up until a situation occurs that has the djc finding them out

in the morgue, being examined for cause of death. yjh didnt even get time to say goodbye, because kdj had walked out during their latest argument.

yjh couldnt recall the content of the argument. all he could remember was how sad and upset kdj had seemed. yjh would do anything to bring his smile back, just as he had in the past; food, affection, words, actions...

all of it was useless. kdj was dead.

a chatfic? i think its still ancient times but with phones????? idk, it could also be modern??? oh wait it is modern because 2k2x... ew whyd i write it like that it looks like a captcha wth

Lan Xichen added 9+ users to CR2k2x

Lan Xichen: Welcome to Gusu Lan Academy, The Cloud Recesses. Please carefully read the rules here. I will list out the most important ones right now.

No substances unless medically prescribed. This includes drugs and alcohol.

Curfew is at 9pm. You are expected to be ready for classes by 7am.

You may only leave school grounds on designated days or family emergencies. You will not be allowed into the dormitories past curfew.

Male and female students may not meet with each other unless they are legally family and on designated days.

Do not run or make excessive noise.

Jiang Wanyin: How many rules are there??

Lan Xichen: 3,120. Thank you for asking.

Wei Wuxian: 3000 rules???!!!

Wei Wuxian: who even remembers 3000 rules???

Nie Huaisang: Wei-xiong, perhaps you shouldn't text in this chat

Wei Wuxian: why???

Nie Huaisang: Professor Qiren is in here...

Wei Wuxian is offline

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Wei Wuxian added 2 users

Wei Wuxian: my trusted friends... my oh so very trusted friends... here is a much better group chat without old man lan or the peacock!

Nie Huaisang: you're a genius!!!

Jiang Wanyin: You wouldve been smarter if you did it before we were added to the other chat

Wei Wuxian: hey!!!

Wei Wuxian: anyways i found a way out of campus ill see you all later!!!

Wei Wuxian is offline

Nie Huaisang: ???? already???

Jiang Wanyin: Mother is going to murder him.

Wei Wuxian is online

Wei Wuxian: wow you guys are boring without me

Wei Wuxian: anyways i just met this man on the walls!!! he fought so well i could hardly believe it and his eyes!!!

Jiang Wanyin: Oh no.

Nie Huaisang: That's good for you!!!

Wei Wuxian: his golden eyes were a hundred times better than the guady yellow the jins have

Jiang Wanyin: Oh god

Nie Huaisang: That is good for you!

Wei Wuxian: his sword was like clear ice, and his skin like jade...

Jiang Wanyin: This is why he should never watch those shows with jiejie.

Nie Huaisang: o no

Wei Wuxian: and he was really fun to tease!!!

Nie Huaisang: OH NO

Jiang Wanyin: ???

Nie Huaisang: wei-xiong please dont tell me

Nie Huaisang: you ran into lan wangji while drinking alcohol and breaking curfew????

Wei Wuxian: is that his name? wow it really does fit him

Jiang Wanyin: Mother is going to kill you after torturing you.

The start of it was an array.

Naturally, Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji were night hunting together, as cultivator husbands do. Along the way, they have stumbled upon a place overflowing with energy. And in this place was an array, the diameter a few meters large.

"Wei Ying," Lan Wangji warned when the man leaned to close.

"Yes, Lan Zhan, I know! It just looks so complicated, it must've been made over the course of years..." Wei Wuxian read each rune to see how it all interacted to each other. "I don't possibly understand what all of it could mean together. How do soulmates and regret and child and dual cultivation and school make sense together?"

Lan Zhan hummed, wrapping an arm around Wei Wuxian's waist to keep him from tipping over. He himself had no idea how each rune should interact with each other, and he doesn't recognize some of them.

"We should contact Xiongzhang, he and other disciples will be able to study it safely," he declared. Wei Wuxian stared at the array for a few moments longer before nodding and starting on a rant. Lan Wangji sent out a talisman to contact his brother.

Unfortunately, due to the high energy levels they weren't able to detect the resentful corpses in time. The corpses must've been guarding the place, and they attacked quickly and efficiently. The two stepped into the array and swiftly disappeared.

Cold rocks ached beneath him and pain coursed through his veins. He felt tired in a way he hasn't been since Lan Wangji.

He startled at the sound of clashing swords, a battle surely happening before him. He was too weak to do anything but flinch when arms wrapped around him and he was carried away.

He recognizes these arms. Lan Wangji has saved him yet again. He chuckled weakly, cracking open his eyes. The spiritual energy weaved his wounds together, slowly fixing him once again.

"Lan Zhan," he whispered. "Lan Zhan, my Lan Zhan, my husband... why does it ache?"

"Rest, Wei Ying," Lan Wangji requested. Like the best husband ever, Wei Wuxian followed his orders. His eyes slid shut, his heart beats slowing to Lan Zhan's steady ones.

Waking was pleasant, like how the moon quietly allows the sun to take place. The soothing light awakens the world.

He was on the comfiest surface ever, his husband's chest. His head rocked with the other's breathing, and he felt himself drifting off again. Unfortunately, his husband made the awful decision to move and make the both of them unable to sleep.

"Lan Zhan," he called out to his husband. "It's still time to sleep."

"No." Like the cruel husband he is, Lan Wangji denied his husband of the warmth he brought with him.

Pouting, Wei Ying opened his eyes only to discover they weren't in the Jingshi.

Before he could ask, Lan Wangji explained. "We've traveled to the past."

Wei Wuxian would be more fascinated, if not for the fact he was still drowsy. "Lan Zhan, doesn't that mean we can't sleep together..."

Seems like his husband took it the wrong way. Wei Wuxian gasped as he was pinned to the bed, to tired to fight back. His hands were tied above his head and lips descended upon his.

the start of an au where wwx and lwj are transported to modern-day au i think

Wei Wuxian waved as Sizhui disappeared into the distance, along with Wen Ning and a few of the juniors he was friends with. He sighed, turning back to his husband.

"Lan Zhan, they grow so quickly..." he sighed dramatically, putting the back of his hand to his forehead and falling into his husband's chest. "How do they manage it?"

Lan Wangji hummed in answer, wrapping his arms around Wei Wuxian and picking him up.

"Lan Zhan!" Wei Wuxian gasped, wrapping his arms around Lan Zhan's neck. "We still have to night hunt, er-gege, and I'm sure there was a- ah!"

He pushed Lan Wangji from his neck, glarirng at him.

"Everday means everyday," Lan Wangji says. Wei Wuxian gasped as his wrists were tied and Lan Wangji kissed him dearly.

Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian traversed into the forest, with Wei Wuxian complaining with every step he took. "How could you be so cruel?" he asked Lan Wangji, "I was defenseless and now you've basically made my legs into mush! How am I going to defend myself, huh?"

Lan Wangji stared at him for a moment before picking him up. "Better?"

"I... yes." Wei Wuxian sighed and collapsed into Lan Wangji's arms. "Lan Zhan, how are you going to fight though?"

"With ease." The two continued in, Wei Wuxian directing Lan Wangji to the source of resentful energy.

Lan Wangji stopped, letting Wei Wuxian down.

"Do you feel that, Lan-er-gege?" He asked, holding onto Lan Wangji's arm. "Why is there so much energy?"

It was distinct — Wei Wuxian was sure even a mortal could feel the energy, overbearing and heavy in the air. Beside him, Lan Wangji put a hand on Bichen ready to defend Wei Wuxian from any threat.

The center of the energy was an array. It took up meters of the forest floor, and Wei Wuxian could barely take it in.

"It's runes to transport things, no doubt, but not even teleportation talisman use up so much energy. Lan Zhan, do you know what it is?" He asked. He looked to where Lan Wangji's gaze lie. He let go of Lan Wangji to look up close. "Oh! I recognize a bit of that, from that one old book you brought me — the one that had the terrible hand writing. Alternate universes? Transportation to alternate universes? How is that possible?"

Wei Wuxian leaned forward, momentarily forgetting he was weak, and found himself unable to pull back in time.

"Lan Zhan!" He gasped, trying to hold onto him. Lan Wangji rushed to catch him, and together they stumbled into the array.

"Wei Wuxian, wake up!" The shout came from outside his room, followed by a pounding on the door.

Groaning, Wei Wuxian turned to his side and answered the demand. He took a look around the room and his eyes widened — where is his husband?

Hurriedly, he sat up to look for him. Wei Wuxian frowned, feeling his legs good as new. He never healed them because he loved how sore it was, so why..?

He stood up, catching sight of a mirror. The room was strange, odd bits everywhere. He had ro carefully weave through the mess on the floor to even get to the mirror and when he did, wow. Thankfully, he looked just how he did back when he studied at Cloud Recesses, with his hair a bird nest.

Lan Wangji would comb his hair, he thought mournfully. He didn't want to navigate this mess in this strange place. Before he could do anything, a buzz came from a table. He jumped, looking at the offender. A black... thing... with a glass surface. Curious, he tapped the screen and oh holy god, it lit up. What was this trickery? What runes were used?

On the glass, there was a message from someone named "Jiejie <333" (which surely can't be who he thinks it is, even though its entirely plausible).

Jiejie <333: Come over to my dorm tonight, I made lotus pork rib soup!

Curious, he tapped the phone again and it showed a bunch of buttons, each labeled with numbers. He tapped one and it appeared in the top bar. He examined the screen more, realizing that he would have to input a passcode.

He huffed, turning away from the screen to look into the closet.

What... what was this?! Not even he was so improper to dress in such little clothes! Where are the robes? Why was it simply undershirts and pants?

He dug through the drawers, coming empty handed. He tied his hair up before putting on a long sleeved shirt, then a coat, and tied it up tightly to try and hide how little he was wearing.

Lan Wangji would take better care of him than this!

He took the glass screen, intending to pick his way through it and find out how to use it.

Wei Wuxian left the room, peering out into the hall. He could find Jiang Cheng (who surely woke him up, no one was more violent than him) and ask for a robe.

Instead, he saw people wearing nothing but underclothes! Panicked, he ran through the halls making sure his coat didn't open.

"There you are, Wuxian! ...Why are you wearing a coat?" Jiang Cheng was also wearing practically nothing. Wei Wuxian downturned his eyes, ignoring Jiang Cheng. "I have your bag ready for you. God, your hair looks terrible today, Professor Qiren won't like that. You better fix it before class."

Wei Wuxian nodded, taking the bag from Jiang Cheng and leaving the building. He had to find Lan Wangji!

Running through the campus, he looked hurriedly for his husband. Perhaps he should attend class? Lan Wangji would surely attend.

With the bare bones of a plan in his head, Wei Wuxian could calm down. He took a breather, pulling out that glass thing again. He typed out different passcodes, starting with Lan Wangji's birthday to Shijie's birthday. Finally, it opened up.

He tapped another button that had a cylinder with a curved triangle coming out of it.

He scrolled through before finding Lan Wangji's button! Excited, he tapped it and stared. What was he to do now? He read through the messages to find a clue.

Wei Wuxian: Lan Zhan! whens our paper due???

Lan Wangji: Next week. Do not be tardy.

Wei Wuxian: Awwwwe come on!! dont you wanna talk more???

Lan Wangji: Frivolous.