7 Bookmarks by WildfireRecesses
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the heartlines on our hands by occultings (microcomets)
Fandoms: 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV), 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
10 Oct 2020
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Among the cultivation sects and beyond, the soulmate threads are a shared and common knowledge: blue for a familial soulmate. Silver for a friend. Red for a lover.
Lan Zhan is eight years old when the red thread first appears on his wrist.
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The Murder of Crows by cerbykerby
Fandoms: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, 魔道祖师 | Módào Zǔshī (Cartoon)
03 Nov 2020
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"By the Heavens, did you hear? The Yiling Patriarch has been invited to the Discussion Conference in Qinghe!"
Gossip was, by far, the fastest way for information to spread.
"What! Whose idea was that!?"
It was not the most accurate or most reliable method, but people were people, and the tedium of daily life would always bore them.
"I heard it was the Nie Sect leader's suggestion."
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After thirteen years in the Burial Mounds, the Yiling Patriarch finally makes a public reappearance. Civilians are scared. Cultivators are outraged. Sect Leaders are concerned. Wei Wuxian has been too quiet, they say, and nobody knows what dark horrors the Burial Mounds may now contain.
Wei Wuxian wouldn't quite call them dark horrors, but the description wasn't too far off.
(tl;dr Wei Wuxian lives, raises a whole gaggle of demonic cultivator children, and the cultivation world panics.)
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- Part 1 of The Murder of Crows
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Waking up in Gusu isn’t a surprise but waking up as a teenager is enough to make Wei Wuxian scream, disrupting the precious silence of the Cloud Recesses.
Wei Wuxian had been given a second chance when he was brought back to life. But this time, he can truly fix everything, and if he can’t find a way back then at least he can make some things right that he could never atone enough for.
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Due to a misunderstanding Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji start an incredibly long and complex game of gay chicken.
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Your Hand in Mine by cerbykerby for idrilka
Fandoms: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, 魔道祖师 | Módào Zǔshī (Cartoon)
07 Jan 2021
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"Ooh, this is fascinating." Wei Wuxian lifts his hand and—Heavens help him—Lan Wangji's hand follows. Because they're stuck. They're stuck. Their fingers are interlaced, and they can't pull them apart. "You know, I wasn't expecting this, but isn't it odd? It's obviously a curse, but so far, it's not harmful."
Oh, it is harmful, Lan Wangji thinks through a spinning head as he feels Wei Wuxian twist their hands this way and that, testing the limits of the curse. It is most certainly harmful.
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A curse brings Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji together—literally.
(tl;dr a curse makes teen!wwx and teen!lwj hold hands. lwj, who is very much in denial about his feelings, tries his best not to panic and wwx decides that Operation: Make Lan Zhan My Best Friend is a GO. hilarity ensues)
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Stunted, Starving Juvenility by TomatenMark
Fandoms: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, 魔道祖师 | Módào Zǔshī (Cartoon), 魔道祖师 | Módào Zǔshī (Audio Drama)
02 Dec 2025
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At sixteen Wei Wuxian is—through some strange twist of fate, or a nick in the layer between parallel universes, who knows—out of the blue confronted with that one incense burner dream one night.
While his curious mind is left unable to stop poking at this new perspective on Lan Wangji, circumstances in the Cloud Recesses begin to change and Wei Wuxian is suddenly presented with life-altering opportunities.
Maybe Gusu isn’t so bad after all?
(Or alternatively: The fic where I get to give Wei Wuxian the academic scholarship he deserves while simultaneously getting him hitched early on.)
This fic has a Spanish and a Portuguese translation! Please visit the links in the Notes of Chapter 1 to read!
Find me on Tumblr and Bluesky as tomatenmark5
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- Part 1 of Stunted, Starving Juvenility
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“Manners,” The stranger choked out, and Eiji humored him with a pointed look and a raised eyebrow. “You’re worried about manners when someone just had a gun to your back?”
Stopping the faucet, watching the pink swirl down the drain, Eiji shook his hands to get the excess water off of them. He stared at that man in the mirror once more, “Yes, manners.”