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OMG i FINALLY finished this. There are concept arts for Wen Ning and Wei Wuxain female versions. WWX’s jewelry is JFM’s gift by the way)

For @klashta-neali,

Xiyao

-Everything burnt down-- And Lan Xichen has ran away, leaving no explanation for his younger brother or uncle.

-Lan Xichen wasn't one to regret, but it pained him to remember that he left Lan Wangji to suffer alone (No, not alone, but Lan Qiren was far too strict on them even though Lan Xichen knew he genuinely cared for himself and his younger brother) as their home was burnt down.

-But then, even for the tragedy that happened to their home, escaping to Yunping was something he came to think as one of his best choices.

-Why? Because he met him there; a youth dressed in plain robes, a young, handsome and attractive face shining on him like the sun itself.

-Lan Xichen soon learned his name was Meng Yao (even though he was the one alongside his brother called The Twin Jades, the name ‘Jade’ was a fitting name for Meng Yao in his mind) and he helped him hide from the authorities in Yunping.

-Meng Yao lived and worked at the brothel there, and he seemed fearful if Lan Xichen would disapprove of him being at… such a ‘dirty’ place, specially because he was a cultivator, an immortal!

-But Lan Xichen didn't mind in the slightest, rather, he was worried that Meng Yao was helping him so much and he couldn't do much in return.

-Meng Yao was starry-eyed. Not only was he the most beautiful looking man he had ever met, but also the kindest.

-After being looked down at and belittled for so long for being a prostitute’s son, Meng Yao felt like Lan Xichen was a blessing from the heavens; he never once had even remotely treated him bad and genuinely saw him as an equal.

-For Meng Yao, that was the best reward he could ever ask for.

-(Albeit he had to admit Lan Xichen was rather useless in any kind of chores he tried help at. Meng Yao never thought someone could tear their own clothes accidentally through arm strength alone. But aside from that, he looked at everything with wonder at the Brothel, even at the simplest things, as if he never saw all that before.) (“Young Master--” “Please, you don't need to call me that. Meng Yao is more than enough.” “I find it disrespectful to not refer to someone who risked himself so much with equal respect, but if it is your wish, I won't question it. But, look at this comb I found isn't it pretty--”)

-(Of course, Lan Xichen returned it to its owner, a medium-ranking prostitute with light eyes and high cheekbones, but he was so impressed he just had to show it to Meng Yao, who was amused at this display of… child-like curiosity. He almost wondered if all the immortals were like that, but-- Lan Xichen was Lan Xichen, so of course he was who he was.)

-For Lan Huan, Meng Yao was someone to be admired, no matter the circumstances of his birth.

-He was a hard-working youth with bright eyes and a brilliant mind, someone that could see so much more than the dirty floor of the Brothel he had always to clean (not that Lan Xichen found it dishonorable by any means; Meng Yao was capable of things Lan Xichen couldn't and knew much, even if they were simply or meaningless in Meng Yao’s own opinion. But Lan Xichen had said that no knowledge was meaningless and Meng Yao become silent for a few moments, only to then smile and say he was right), and Lan Xichen wanted to help Meng Yao, not simply because he was indebted to him, but because he liked him.

-Lan Xichen liked, because how could he not? Meng Yao was gentle, kind, fierce, strong-willed and smart-- but it was not a friends or siblings’ like, no, it was different.

-His brotherly love for Lan Wangji was much stronger, he was his younger brother he watched grow up and cherished since an infant after all, but the feelings he had for Meng Yao were different, but no less beautiful.

-Lan Xichen found himself staring dreamily at Meng Yao’s face, when he washed clothes, or when was speaking, or when was smiling joyfully, or when he was laughing freely, rather than the reserved chuckle he normally used.

-Lan Xichen knew there was something… strange with this, at the way his eyes followed Meng Yao’s figure or when his eyes would became half-lidded in fondness as his cheeks would be dusted in a light pink.

-He didn't particularly care. If Meng Yao was the one, man or not, son of a prostitute or not, why should he push those feelings aside? He was more than glad in being a part of Meng Yao’s life, even if briefly, even if he would eventually just become just a memory.

-He didn't want to abandon Meng Yao, no, not at this point. But he would eventually have to, his Sect, his brother and uncle were waiting, after all.

-It hurt, to have to choose, but he had only been with Meng Yao for such a short time in his life (for he was a cultivator, and years were nothing than a small time, and so were months), and he had been at his Sect his whole life until then.

-Surely, Meng Yao knew this. But… did he notice his romantic feelings for him? Meng Yao was a perceptive person, after all.

-But Meng Yao ever did notice, then he never once spoke about it, always meeting his eyes in a lightly fashion and blinking, asking if there was something wrong.

-Lan Xichen would calmly smile and say no, there was nothing wrong.

-Accidentally taking a sip of a cup must have been a… bad idea, perhaps. The (in)famous Lan’s (almost non existent, to be entirely fair) tolerance to alcohol was inconvenient in a situation like that.

-Of course, Lan Xichen thought it was water, but even that was enough to make him drunk.

-It was night, stars shining brightly on the sky, moon round and silver as it gave its light to the darkest of the places.

-So, when Meng Yao walked in after a while and saw a dozing, oddly cheerful Zewu-Jun with fair cheek pink, he didn't held back his thoughts.

-“A-Yao…” “Zewu-Jun? Just what…?” “Don't worry!!! I am alright, alright!!!”

-To say Meng Yao was confused was a given, but soon his confusion turned in amusement.

-“Are you…” “Hey, hey!!! A-Yao, I think you're beautiful!!!” “... What did you say?”

-Meng Yao was fairly shocked, but not because of someone praising his looks (no, he was self-aware enough to know his face was handsome enough even if it didn't do much for him), but because Lan Xichen of all people said so. After all, no looks could ever surpass those of Zewu-Jun’s, surely, and why would he acknowledge it, at all?

-“You know, I really like you!!! I don't want to-- to leave you!!!” “Ah…” “Will A-Yao forgive me? Surely, someday, I will return to you, if I live--” “Don't say that. You will live.” “...Yes.”

-Lan Xichen suddenly looked strangely down. Meng Yao wondered if the alcohol was making him feel strange, because now he very sure the other was drunk, but... how much did he drank to reach this point…?

-The evening passed in silence, then, and Meng Yao helped Lan Xichen reach the bed.

-Meng Yao thought it better to not comment about the previous night when morning come and Lan Xichen woke, offering him some herbs to help with possible hangover.

-Lan Xichen smiled and said it was fine, but Meng Yao insisted.

- “Young Master Meng…” “I told you, Meng Yao is alright and---”

-Didn't you call me A-Yao last night?

- “???” “... No, it's nothing.” “By looking at your eyes, it doesn't seems to be nothing. Tell me, are we not friends?” “It’s…”

-Meng Yao shook his head.

- “Please, don't concern yourself over it, Zewu-Jun. It's nothing important, really.”

-Lan Xichen didn't look convinced (Meng Yao swore there was a hint of sadness in his eyes), but let it go, if just for now.

-“I thank you for all of your help and time, Youn- Meng Yao.” “No, I should be the one to thank you. All the time I spent with you is something I won't ever forget in this lifetime.”

-Lan Xichen smiled, eyelids lowering in half-fondness, half-sadness.

-“I am glad to have met you, Meng Yao.” “... Call me A-Yao.”

-Lan Xichen blinked, then looked back at the youth, hair half tied up in a ponytail (so short in comparison to Lan Huan’s own waist-length hair) and robes in the colors of plain brown and slight grimy white.

-Lan Xichen placed the smiled back on and walked towards Meng Yao, taking the other’s hands on his own two and covering them, almost in a confession-like fashion.

-“... A-Yao, meeting was like a blessing to me. Never I knew someone like you before and I won't know someone else in the future. I… have to leave now, but I will return to you, one day. So, for now, have this.”

-Lan Xichen placed a white jade stone on Meng Yao’s hands, then took one of his hand and covered the stone with it.

-“I am aware it is not much, but if you ever can, it will grant you passage to the Cloud Recess.”

-Lan Xichen helds the other hands tightly, shutting his eyes for a moment. Then, he let out a breath, smiling (always the friendly, approachable smile, but this time there was something different about it, something… more passionate), Lan Xichen brought Meng Yao’s hands to his lips, then kissed then tenderly.

- “A-Yao… I won't say those words now, but in the future, I promise I will pay you back.”

-Meng Yao’s eyes widened, and he could only observe as Lan Xichen slowly let go of his hands (calloused and somewhat rough from all the housework he did at the brothel), and turned on his heels, painfully slowly parting their ways then as Meng Yao could only watch Lan Xichen’s back, figure fading aways as he moved on.

-Meng Yao let one of his arms fall to his side, his other hand tightly gripping the stone Lan Xichen had gifted him with, but he smiled.

-Meng Yao raised the hand close to his chest, mumbling words only himself could hear then.

-“Zewu-jun, I am eternally grateful to meet you.”

-He was the reason he decided to ally himself to the QingheNie Sect and raise himself to become someone worthy to be with Lan Xichen, even if it just one of the reasons.

I hope you can enjoy it! ^^''

I have a guilty ship and I apologize

Hi, I saw your JZX/WWX headcanons, and they were p e r f e c t. I'd love to see more!

Hey there! Sorry it tooks me ages sksnskdkdkldl. This post will probably have a second part btw ^-^

Zixian ft actual headcanons (or not)

-Alternates in sweethearts that could make people around them get diabetes and an old married couple that argue for the pettiest thing, there is no in-between.

-Expect Wei Wuxian to dramatically say he's leaving Jin Zixuan every time they finish a heated discussion. People can see Jin Zixuan having a heart attack, and worst, he falls for it Every. Single. Time.

-No one is sure how exactly their relationship works.

-JZX: B-but that can't be! Don't tell me you have been fooling around with me the whole time?! WWX:... You know this is becoming repetitive

-The next day, the whole affair seems to be forgotten, and the couple are being all lovey-dovey with each other, aka Wei Wuxian is clinging to Jin Zixuan, blowing kisses whenever he gets the chance and Jin Zixuan is smiling and listening to whatever nonsense Wei Wuxian is speaking.

-Though for all of it, they often have to be apart as Jin Zixuan is a Sect Heir and Wei Wuxian is the Head Disciple at his own sect. They often go together on night hunts, however.

-As the time went by, their fighting style become more and more synchronized, specially supported after the infamous incident where Jin Zixuan injured himself and, despite the later's words, Wei Wuxian was often blamed for it, the Jin Sect taking any chance to problematize Wei Wuxian and this so scandalous affair between those two.

-Obviously, they shouldn't let such a thing happen again, so after Jiang Yanli had they make up amends with each other, they agreed that they should trust more each's strength and train harder so the incident wouldn't repeat itself or worse.

-The tales of the Jin Sect Heir and the Head Disciple of Yunmeng Jiang valiantly piercing and submitting fierce corpses and spirits soon spread around the cultivation world, many comparing their moves to a deadly dance.

-Jiang Cheng wasn't pleased with this turn of events, a pang of hurt in his chest when he heard about this, after all wasn't he and Wei Wuxian supposed to be the Twin Heroes of Yunmeng?

-Later, Wei Wuxian assured he could be a 'battle couple' with Jin Zixuan and be the Two Prides of Yunmeng with Jiang Cheng at the same time, joking that Jiang Cheng shouldn't sulk just because he still was single and Wei Wuxian got himself a partner already.

-Jin Zixuan wondered half-distressed and half-curious why Jiang Cheng seemed to be more aggressive than usual when they met at the next hunt alongside Wei Wuxian and some disciples from Yunmeng Jiang and Lanling Jin.

-"Wha-?! Y-you could have almost killed me! Are you looking at where you are throwing your sword?!" "Sorry, my hand slipped." "You aren't using your hands to control your sword!"

-Wei Wuxian wasn't sure on whether laugh his ass off or punch Jiang Cheng.

-Yu Ziyuan still didn't approve of them, because Wei Wuxian stole her husband's attention and affection for his own son, made Jiang Cheng pale with his skills and talent and now he was stealing her daughter's fiancée too?! How could she bear to even tolerate this-- this servant's son anymore?!

-Jiang Yanli tried to calm her mother, assuring it was fine, but Madam Yu wasn't having it so easily. Jiang Yanli was saddened about it, but she couldn't deny that she wasn't sad about having the man she liked, even if he did not like her back, falling for her brother instead, but… it was it. Jin Zixuan wasn't interested in her, and he was making Wei Wuxian happy despite his flaws. She couldn't break that. Jiang Yanli knew she needed to move on, even if it hurt.

-So she smiled for A-Xian and soon found that she didn't really mind anymore, as she once said very passive-aggressively that she wouldn't forgive Jin Zixuan if he ever hurt Wei Wuxian.

-Jiang Cheng wasn't as passive, resembling Madam Yu more than ever as he looked at Jin Zixuan with a scowl so deep it tarnished his otherwise handsome features and a glare so fierce it could have been a mass-murder weapon if looks could kill.

-Jin Zixuan was now sure it was a Yunmeng thing.

-After training with it, Wei Wuxian began to use Chenqing as a weapon, albeit messily at start, as he, for all his ability at playing the instrument, he never used it as a weapon before.

-His technique increased with time, using it to distract and weaken opponents as Jin Zixuan took lead on the fighting.

-But soon, blood-soaked story happened, the difference being that Wei Wuxian wasn't there at the burning of Lotus Pier happened, instead he was at Lanling Jin with his lover, taking a break from his injuries as Jin Zixuan refused to leave him at the Cave when he, Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji defied that bastard Wen Chao and stood up for Luo Qingyang. (Not gonna expand here).

-Jiang Cheng had come to Yunmeng nonetheles, and the only good thing was that his sister wasn't there to see what he saw when the Wens invaded, slaughtering all, even his Mother and Father, and he cursed Wei Wuxian at that moment, for they wanted to punish him and he wasn't there, and even so it happened.

-But what come to his mind was, what if they turn their sights to Lanling Jin when they discovered he was there? It was a well-known fact about his affair with Jin Zixuan.

-Surely, that coward Jin Guangshan wouldn't hesitate to turn his back on them. Then, not only Yunmeng would have suffered for Wei Wuxian's mistake, but Lanling as well.

-But Jin Zixuan had stood up and defied Wen Chao as well. It will be hard to avoid that fate.

-Wei Wuxian was nothing shorter than horrified when he discovered what had fall on Yunmeng, blaming himself for what had happened. He wasn't wrong, even if Wen Chao's pettiness had been unjust.

-*Time Skip to Burial Mounds bc it is becoming a canon divergence half-assed fic*

-After the rise of the Yiling Patriarch, who carried a golden flute with a sound that would soon be known as the sound of death, that would bring dread and fear to anyone if he as much as reached for the beautiful flute.

-Wen Chao died. He was happy.

-Jin Zixuan was shocked, for his Sect, no, his father, was too cowardly to stand up against the Wen, not allowing him to participate at the Sunshot Campaign then.

-But he was also so-- so happy. Words cannot describe the pain in his chest when he heard about the death of Wei Wuxian (A-Ying) at the Burial Mounds. The thought about his very soul not being allowed peace was enough to send the chills to Jin Zixuan.

-Soon, however, the Lanling Jin wasn't able to stand still. They would participate on the Sunshot Campaign then.

-Jin Zixuan swore he wouldn't ever let go of Wei Wuxian then, even as he became somber and feared from his demonic cultivation.

-Wei Wuxian had smiled.

-"Even if I am not welcomed, you still didn't give up, huh?" "Shut up. Don't joke about this, A-Ying." "... Yeah. You know I will not be tolerated by your sect, right?" "It doesn't matter. I will go against my own father if I need-- Mother has taught me to not be like him." "Like him? Are you serious? You barely resemble him aside from your looks. You're almost like a copy of that scary Madam Jin!" "Ugh… She will kill me after this…"

-*Time skip 5 years*

-Their relationship became more closer, and Jin Zixuan soon declared that he would make Weo Wuxian his cultivation partner, claiming that any offense to the Yiling Patriarch was an offense towards Jin Zixuan himself. Agaisnt the Lanling Jin's approval, he gave Wei Wuxian his support, to which they had to oblige if they wanted to keep a good reputation.

To be continued?

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