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#c:m/m #ch:lwj #f:mdzs #p:lwj/wwx #t:fic | The GusuLan clan in general has high expectations, but Lan Wangji is held to the highest of standards—and sometimes he doesn't appreciate that.

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Ways of Looking at a Blackbird by x_los (series; gen, LWJ/WWX)

#c:gen #c:m/m #ch:lwj #ch:lxc #f:mdzs #n:trauma #p:lwj/wwx #t:fic | Unconnected stories about people Madam Lan might have been. - Call and Response - FMA-vibes horror about LWJ and LXC as kids summoning their mother's spirit - The Same Cloth - wangxian postcanon about LWJ meeting his mother's family - Gentian >/< Jingshi - wangxian "soft dead dove like victorian taxidermy animals posed in twee scenes" where they roleplay as LWJ's parents

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Salt in Our Sentences by hansbekhart (gen)

#c:gen #ch:jc #ch:lwj #f:mdzs #t:fic | The truth was they had been friends. Three months is a long time to spend with someone, day after day, sharing meals and weary hours. At the time, Jiang Cheng really didn’t have anyone else and neither did Lan Wangji. It wasn’t only the search that bound them, but the desperation as well: that there might be some mercy in the world left for the two of them. That out of everyone else they’d lost, Wei Wuxian at least should live.

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With Absolute Splendor by Lise (gen)

#c:gen #ch:jc #ch:lwj #ch:wwx #f:mdzs #n:postcanon #t:fic | “If you’re going to get married,” Jiang Cheng ground out, “then you’re going to damn well get married at Lotus Pier.” Wei Wuxian blinked once. Again. Then: “what?” Or: the one with sibling reconciliation, brother-in-laws from hell, and Jiang Cheng trying to sort through his feelings while acknowledging them as little as possible.

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drift by magicianprince (gen, LWJ/WWX)

#c:gen #ch:lsz #ch:lwj #f:mdzs #t:fic | Lan Sizhui looks at him for a moment, smiles, and then darts forward for a hug. As a child, he used to cling like a patch of moss. He hugs Lan Wangji so rarely now that it startles Lan Wangji for a moment, how tall he’s grown. He may grow taller than Lan Wangji someday. For now, he’s still small enough for Lan Wangji to carefully curl an arm around his shoulders. Lan Wangji, Lan Sizhui’s fifteenth birthday, and the way it feels to miss a person who’s been gone for years.

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Gathered Herbs & Sweet Grasses by hansbekhart (gen)

#c:gen #ch:lsz #ch:lwj #f:mdzs #t:fic | Later, when he’s older, it’s this that A-Yuan will remember most: the stretch of silence, the two of them both dirty and shaking with fever, as he looked at Brother Rich, and Brother Rich looked back at him.

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After by tellthemstories (gen)

#c:gen #ch:lsz #ch:lwj #f:mdzs #t:fic | Lan Yuan does not smile for his first three years at Cloud Recesses.

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the yunmeng accords by cafecliche (series; gen)

#c:gen #ch:jc #ch:lwj #ch:wwx #f:mdzs #n:postcanon #t:fic | Notes from a reconciliation.

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Concerning Rabbits by pomme (gen)

#c:gen #ch:lwj #f:mdzs #t:fic | In which Lan Wangji navigates life, family, grief, friendship, and love through the years—with rabbits.

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