Wenyuan Stories

Jin Ling had just being in Cloud Recesses to see and spend time with his betrothed. After activating an talisman of the Yiling Patriarch, his uncle. He found himself in a room in the Koi tower in Lanling but the thing was, it was not his chambers. Just what had just happen??? Where was he??? Most importantly where was his beloved fiance??? Ships: Zhuiling - Main Wangxian - Side (Second) Sangcheng - side (Third) Mostly just Zhuiling

What if 𝗪𝗲𝗶 𝗪𝘂𝘅𝗶𝗮𝗻 and 𝗝𝗶𝗮𝗻𝗴 𝗖𝗵𝗲𝗻𝗴 went back to 𝗟𝗼𝘁𝘂𝘀 𝗣𝗶𝗲𝗿 with the 𝗬𝗶𝗻 𝗶𝗿𝗼𝗻 instead of 𝗟𝗮𝗻 𝗪𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗷𝗶? What if Lotus Pier was attacked first before 𝗖𝗹𝗼𝘂𝗱 𝗥𝗲𝗰𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗲𝘀 and the 𝗤𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗻 𝗪𝗲𝗻 Indoctrination because of WWX and JC having the Yin iron? What if it was 𝗟𝗮𝗻 𝗫𝗶𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗻 who lost his core after their clan was attacked making 𝗪𝗲𝗻 𝗤𝗶𝗻𝗴 and 𝗪𝗲𝗻 𝗡𝗶𝗻𝗴 help them and Lan Wangji asking Wen Qing to transfer his core to his brother? What if Lan Wangji starts cultivating with 𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗳𝘂𝗹 𝗲𝗻𝗲𝗿𝗴𝘆 because of this? ============================ I'ʟʟ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛᴇᴠᴇʀ ɪ'ᴍ ᴄᴀᴘᴀʙʟᴇ ᴏғ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ. Tʜɪs ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀɴ ᴇxᴀᴄᴛ ᴘʟᴏᴛ ᴊᴜsᴛ ʙɪᴛs ᴀɴᴅ ʙɪᴛs ᴏғ ᴛʜɪs ᴀᴜ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪ ᴄᴀɴ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ. Lɪᴋᴇ ᴘᴀʀᴛɪᴄᴜʟᴀʀ sᴄᴇɴᴇs ɪ ᴄᴀɴ ᴘʟᴀʏ ᴏᴜᴛ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʀᴏʟᴇs ʀᴇᴠᴇʀsᴇᴅ. Tʜᴇɪʀ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛɪᴇs ᴡɪʟʟ sᴛɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ sᴀᴍs ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛʜɪs ᴍɪɢʜᴛ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴜᴛᴄᴏᴍᴇ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏʀɪɢɪɴᴀʟ sᴏ ᴊᴜsᴛ ʟᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ʀᴜɴ ᴡɪʟᴅ ʜᴇʜᴇ. I ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴏᴡɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀʀᴛ ᴘʀᴇsᴇɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴀs ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴠᴇʀ, ᴄʀᴇᴅɪᴛs ᴛᴏ ɪᴛ's ʀɪɢʜᴛғᴜʟ ᴀʀᴛɪsᴛ.

At the Shennong School precision is the only currency that matters. As Wen Qing's most dedicated Apprentice, Yuan has mastered the art of the steady hand and the quiet mind. But beneath the pristine forest green robes, he is a boy divided. He fears that to truly belong in this world of stethoscopes and clinical exams, he must say a final goodbye to the cultivation friends who knew him before the school. For Yuan the biggest challenge isn't the curriculum. It's the distance. Caught between the intense loyalty he feels toward his old cultivation roots and the unexpected joy of his new school friendships, he finds himself bracing for a farewell he isn't ready to make. Between grueling classes and late-night study sessions, Yuan begins to realize that growth doesn't have to mean erasure. As his new social circle grows, Yuan must learn the hardest lesson of his residency: that a butterfly needs both wings to fly, and his past isn't a weight-it's what gives him flight. A story about medicine, the protective guidance of a strict mentor, and the discovery that new bonds don't have to replace the old ones. This is book 1 of a 3 book series. I have most of the main ideas and plan to release it throughout the coming months. It follows the series of stories I wrote about Sizhui following the traditions of the Wen branch family and learning medicine. This story crystallizes the idea and has him going to school to learn medicine.

After what happens at the Guanyin temple, Wei Wuxian was taken back to Gusu to get his trial. They are now in the orchid room with Wei Wuxian kneeling in front of them. Wei Wuxian can feel a cold air from behind him, he doesn't need to know who it is....... "Before you banish me, Lan Zhan can you take out your sword?" Lan Wangji did just what Wei Wuxian ask him to do. "Wei Wuxian we ban-" lan Xichen didn't get to finish what he want to said when he see Wei Wuxian rushing forward and stabbed himself onto Lan Wangji sword. This stories is somewhat similar to my other stories where the event take place at the Guanyin temple. But I will change it up, it won't be the same only in a few paragraphs or so. This will be a xianwang stories so if you don't like it, just skip it. Thank you

"Dad, do you think they would have been proud of me?" A-Yuan asks, intertwining his fingers over his belly. The question takes the older by surprise, but he tries to conceal it. Sitting up, now he looks at his little, handsome radish of a son, who's started crying silently. "You mean... your ancestors?" He tries, even if it is a very dumb thing to ask, since he already knows who is he talking about. A-Yuan, always a kind boy, nods, not moving anything else but his hands, fidgeting with his hands as if it's going to help to calm his rattled heart. "Well, A-Yuan. I didn't knew them for years as I knew the Jiangs, and we didn't get to know each other deeply because of... the circustamces that surrounded us at the moment. But if there is something, you can call it a reason, that we had in common after spending barely hours together... that reason is you." ________ Or, AU where Wei WuXian doesn't follow the Wen to nightless city when they go to appease the Jin's bloodlust. Instead he wakes up to the empty cave, save from A-Yuan's little hands on top of his, and the knowing sad smile of Granny Wen. So he takes both with him, and hides away for years, until he doesn't.

What if Lan Zhan was very close to falling of the cliff while holding Wei Wuxian? What if he fell with him? This is a one shot story Mostly angst. Also Wen Ning is dead dead, he doesn't become a fierce corpse Cover is not mine, found on Pinterest (just added the titles and did some editing), credits to whoever drew the original art I do not own anything from this story other than the plot. All credits go to its original author, 墨香铜臭, Mò Xiāng Tóng Xiù

Cuando la desesperación comience a nacer en tu pecho tras una exhaustiva búsqueda fallida. Quizás sea momento de hacer tu orgullo a un lado... y aceptar que necesitas ayuda. ¿Podrás ser tú, extraño, la luz que muestre el camino a aquello que quiero encontrar?

About a year after the events at Guanyin Temple, Jin Ling and Ouyang Zizhen were sent to the cloud recesses to study. Currently the juniors are on there way to Lan Wangji's jingshi because Wei Wuxian accidentally forgot to bring an important Scroll with him and sent Lan Sizhui to go and retrieve it for him, but of course everyone else insisted on tagging along. Cover art is by @NATTESUA

"The war had long been won. The sects returned back to their homes and started focusing on rebuilding and recruiting new disciples. The balance of the cultivation world was tipped, and soon the weaknesses and helplessness of the sects was taken advantage of and the Jin sect leader had been elected as the chief cultivator. It might have been done out of greed and wishing for an advantageous position by supporting the biggest and richest sect, or just because the sects had their own problems to solve and couldn't bother with this new power balance. If they saw any injustice, it didn't matter as long as they were safe. However, one spirit was against this policy and had stood up against the chief cultivator, making him lose face in front of the other sect leaders, making him an enemy to the cultivation world." While trying to gather the cultivational sects against Wei Wuxian, the Jin sect leader had made a single miscalculation. *Cover picture not mine, all rights reserved to the rightful owner: © youremyfanart

this is gonna be a lil book where i just write down some headcanons or lil fanfics (for characters/ people) that my brain randomly creates lol. I'll probably be writing for... - mdzs / the untamed - ateez - anime / manga (i've watched/ read) - phantom of the opera (cause ahhhhhhh) If you have any ideas, then definitely message me!! I'd be open and glad to write about them! ALSO: 1. i'm still very new to writing fanfics and all that, sooo i'm happy getting any feedback or criticism!! 2. cause i literally only get ideas from time to time there will probably be slow updates -> SRY about that :') 3. I really hope you enjoy this and have fun ^^ 💬 none of the characters / people i'm writing about belong to me! 💬

Two cystic fibrosis patients fall in love, despite hospital rules stating that they must keep 1.5 meters apart. - based on "Five Feet Apart".

He was woken by the feel of hands on him, startling him so much that he tried to leap away, only to find himself being held surprisingly firmly. Everything around him looked much too large and he felt very disoriented. Looking up, he found the curious eyes of a small boy staring down at him from where he was apparently being held in the boy's hands. Which was impossible. How could he be smaller than a child? He struggled again in the child's grasp, catching sight of a pair of white, fur-clad paws waving in the air below him. A bunny.... He was a bunny? --- Lan Wangji is hit by a curse on a night hunt near Yiling and heads to the Burial Mounds in order to seek help from Wei Wuxian. On the way there the curse overtakes him and he is turned into a bunny. Now he is stuck in the Burial Mounds with no way to explain what happened or ask for assistance. This changes everything. This is NOT my ff(fanfic) the owner is Alliandra on AO3 pls subscribe to them 💕

Reading MDZS...and watching the Untamed 😊 I really wish we had an extra from MXTX that showed us the upright and cool HanGuang Jun plonking A-Yuan in a pile of rabbits and laughing and playing with him *sigh* Even the villains got an extra story :/ and instead of Sizhui's flashbacks we only have one line when Sizhui tells Wen Ning that HanGuang Jun buried him in a mountain of bunnies a-la Wei Wuxian planting him in a radish field (was it turnips, nvm)... So I thought about it and thought about it... then I wrote about it😇

Lan Sizhui lives a life of peace and discipline, but his heart belongs to two places: the quiet of Cloud Recesses, and the hidden warmth of the last Wen Family. When his aunt, Wen Qing -- the only person to successfully scold him, love him, and then forbid him from using her medical texts -- needs him, Sizhui makes a choice. To protect her and the remnants of their clan, he trades his white robes for the shadowed silk of his father's past, determined to bring back a wayward Wen family member who fled into the dangerous borderlands. The mission is complicated enough without two protective fathers chasing the 'imposter' flute player. But Sizhui's Lan training, Wen tenacity, and Wei chaos are tested, he has to bind and secure his target in a common sack. Now, the dutiful Lan sect disciple must somehow smuggle the 'Sack of Shame' past Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji, proving that while he may be their son, he's Wen Qing's apprentice in all the most dangerous ways.

!!!!ABANDONED STORY!!!! It's a fan fiction about Jin Ling and Lan SiZhui's adventure To figure out who took a magical book that could bend reality and change the future if anyone wrote in it. SiZhui could swear they had found the thief until a unspoken truth came to light. TIP: nothing good happens until chapter 7 or 8 so just try and stick through it until then and I'll try to speed up the plot a little. This is based on the novel more than the live action untamed but I think whatever fan base you came from you'll still understand it. I apologize if I used incorrect naming and wording. If you wish to do anything about this story like translate it for some reason ask me first. Thanks enjoy!

When Wei Ying let go of Lan Zhan hand, he waited for the impact of the ground with hIs body. Wei Ying didn't feel the impact instead he hear, "Wei Wuxian. This isn't the right way for you to die." "Who are you?" Wei Ying asked with his conscience. "My name is Hua Cheng. I saw what happen to you. I will show you whose behind what happen at Qiongqi path and at NeverNight." What Wei Ying about to see will make him want to destroy the whole Jin clan. Also, Wei Ying will also take his anger out on Lan Qiren......he saw something that make him very very very very dangerous angry. Let's see what will Hua Cheng show Wei Ying.

I can't stop thinking of Lan WangJi raising baby A-Yuan...and so here I have my second little fic on them. Just a regular evening in Cloud Recesses for Lan Zhan and the son he shared with his Wei Ying...

Would you accept to do a dare for the sake of your friends happiness or lost your shit forever? •COMPLETED• 04/11/2020

I have notice that there is no much zhuiling stories or well mdzs stories in general that are completed in wattpad. so I decided to create a new wattpad account just to write mdzs stories and since zhuiling is one of my favorites ship if not my favorite. my first book will be about them. so yeah enjoy some oneshots of zhuiling. Pictures that I use are not mine. Credit to the artists.