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    This second life was not a miracle. It was a transaction.

    When time fractured, it did not do so out of mercy, but design. Tiāndào did not grant him another chance freely; it offered terms—precise, balanced, and unyielding—etched into the laws that governed yin and yang itself. What had broken once could be permitted to mend, but only if the repair became part of the structure that held the world in place.

    Lan Minrui was not chosen.
    He was placed.
    He was used.

    The condition was simple in form, impossible in implication. The world had begun to tilt, its equilibrium strained by forces that would one day converge into ruin. At the center of that imbalance stood a single, volatile existence—Wei Wuxian.

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    02 May 2026

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    The first thing Wei Ying became aware of was cold steel at his throat.
    Not one blade—several.
    He did not move.

    Sleep still clung to him, heavy and disorienting, but instinct burned through it fast enough. His eyes cracked open to darkness cut by lantern light, and beyond it, the rigid silhouettes of Gusu Lan disciples. White robes. Swords steady. Not trembling.
    Not a mistake, then.

    Wei Ying let out a slow breath, careful not to shift against the edge pressing lightly into his skin. “Well,” he said, voice rough with sleep, “this is a new way to wake up.”

    No one laughed.
    That, more than the swords, told him something was very wrong.

    “You will come with us,” one disciple said. Young. Formal. Afraid—but hiding it well. “You are to be detained and questioned.”

    “Questioned?” Wei Ying echoed. His mind raced, sifting through the previous day. Punishments—yes. Lan Wangji standing over him like a silent judge. Copying rules until his wrist ached. Kneeling until his legs went numb. Nothing new, nothing unusual, nothing that should end with… this.

    He frowned. “Did I break a new rule I haven’t heard of yet?”

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    02 May 2026

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    “When I opened my eyes,” Wei Ying said, “my body was that of a child—but my mind had already lived a lifetime. I knew the rites, the faces, the mistakes. I remembered dying—the screams, the flames, the blood.”

    “When I woke that day, I already knew what would come. Tiāndào had whispered my parents’ fate before I ever opened my eyes—that their end was written as the mark of my beginning.” His lips curved faintly, a ghost of irony that only made the words hurt more. “When I found them gone, I told myself it was mercy—that this time, at least, I had bodies to bury. But it felt as if the world had waited only to watch me break.”

    “That’s when I realized,” Wei Ying said, “I didn’t know how to live among the living. I could walk beside them, laugh with them—but part of me was still beneath that willow tree, buried between the bodies of my parents.”

    Wei Ying’s next words drifted out, soft as breath. “The incantation I used… it was never meant to heal only you. It was meant to unmake me. To scatter every trace of myself, so that Tiāndào could never lay claim again.

    He exhaled, almost a sigh. “I wanted to make sure there was nothing left of me to trade.”

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    01 May 2026

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    Three years after the Sunshot Campaign (and two years after Wei Ying shut himself and the Wen remnants into the Burial Mounds), something rips open in the bottom of the sea and unimaginable horrors crawl out. The cultivation world unites once more in the face of a common enemy.

    Lan Wangji knows from the start that without Wei Ying, there is no hope of survival.

    (Wei Wuxian is pretty happy farming radishes at the Burial Mounds and does not enjoy sea monsters disturbing his peace.)

    (50 kisses prompt #40, because the world is ending)

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    25 Apr 2026

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    After the night hunt in Biling Lake goes wrong, people start taking notice of Wei Wuxian, how he's more than just the undisciplined Head Disciple of Yunmeng Jiang always causing trouble, more than just the Servant's son everyone gossips about.

    What happens when a dream makes the oblivious Wei Wuxian understand his feelings at fifteen.

    What happens when the dream him gives insights into things Wei Wuxian has only ever expressed interest in learning once, but was reprimanded for.

    What happens when the Lan Sect, known for pursuing knowledge and innovation, learn the Jiang Sect has neglected to nurture the once in a lifetime genius they picked up off the street.

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    A self indulgent fix-it fic where Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji figure their shit out earlier and people accept that Wei Wuxian is way smarter than most of the Cultivation World, for better or worse. It changes a lot!

    Inspired by:
    Stunted, Starving Juvenility by TomatenMark - https://archiveofourown.org/works/35073949
    The Darkness Before Dawn by PsycheStellata707 - https://archiveofourown.org/works/23679376
    If Only They Talked by CLCA03 - https://archiveofourown.org/works/56603803
    Dispersing Clouds by dreamingofcake

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    21 Apr 2026