like clean earth and linen by fluffysocks
Wei Wuxian sighs dramatically. “I leave you two alone for one little life or death situation and suddenly you’re in charge of him, Wen Ning?”
“He is,” Jiang Cheng confirms, because he’s still tired and achy and Wen Ning is patting him and his cool form feels very good against Jiang Cheng’s front.
it may be that it doesn’t matter by Wildehack (tyleet)
“Are you crying?” Jiang Wanyin asks him, and Wen Ning frowns. Pats his cheek with one hand.
sometimes I forget by nocturnarum
Lan Wangji has come down with a life-threatening fever. The only hope for a cure lies in the remains of Wen Ning’s former home on Dafan Mountain.
Wen Ning and Jiang Cheng make the journey to find the cure. Their animosity results in a very strained partnership, which only becomes more complicated when Jiang Cheng develops the fever too.
But along the way, they address the scars that haunt them and find something new in each other.
No one can hurt us like those that love us by morau
I don’t want to live like this, he doesn’t say. Doesn’t even try to form the words.
It would break his sister’s heart.
And it would break Wei Wuxian’s - strip the raw relief and pride and joy from Wei-gongzi’s face and replace it with shame and guilt.
Wen Ning could never do that to the man he loves.
seven nights to turn by nocturnarum
Jiang Cheng counts the passage of time by nights, not days. He’s spending the next seven in a cabin on the fringe of the Cloud Recesses.
On the first night, he hears humming.
It starts, as with a lot of things, with a very poorly thought out prank, courtesy of Wei Wuxian.
broken teacups by Anonymous
Leading a sect is stressful work, and there’s only one person who can take Jiang Cheng out of his head long enough to forget about his problems for a little while. Unfortunately, that person is Wen Ning.
‘cause i’m gonna be it tonight by katherine1753
Nie Huaisang’s eyes narrowed as he stared directly into Jiang Cheng’s eyes, his gaze all too knowing. Wen Ning really needed to escape before it was his turn.
“You want to be told you’re good,” Nie Huaisang continued. “You want to be good. You like being tied up. You’d be a pillow princess when the mood strikes. You want- no, need someone else to take charge and help you let go.”
“Whatever,” Jiang Cheng mumbled, glaring down at the table.
“Come on, Wen Ning, I already did everyone else. Yours are fun,” Nie Huaisang winked at him. Wen Ning felt his cheeks coloring and his hands twitched under the table. So much for escaping. “You have patience. You’re meticulous. You’d take someone absolutely to pieces before even thinking about yourself.”
Nie Huaisang plays matchmaker by making his friends take a quiz. Wen Ning and Jiang Cheng find out that their results are highly compatible.
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