#drunk lan xichen

[agoodboysforeverhole]

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[bnnywngs]

Jiang Yanli, Qin Su and Luo Qingyang were sitting together on a stone bench, on the other side, on another identical bench, were Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng. They were talking among each other, laughing sometimes while gossiping or listening to Wei Wuxian complaining about something ridiculous (like the weak wine).

The conference was going smoothly and they were just enjoying the good summer night after dinner. A lot of cultivators were walking around in pairs or groups.

Suddenly, loud voices came from somewhere down the path, getting their confused attention.

Nie Mingjue and Lan Xichen came walking then, talking loudly about something with some disciples from each of their sect frantically trailing them. Wei Wuxian could see disciples from other sects just walking behind them (probably to get some gossip) and Lan Wangji, and tried to get his attention.

"Obviously you're wrong, Mingjue." Lan Xichen said with a chuckle "Of course, I'm the stronger between us."

"No, no, no! I'm stronger!" Nie Mingjue argued back, slurring a bit.

"Are they drunk?" Luo Qingyang asked in low voice, but no one could answer.

Lan Xichen paused, looking at the young people sitting close by and his smile widened.

"Good evening!" he said with great enthusiasm as he approached quickly "Mingjue, how about we try to see who's stronger?"

"Sure!"

"Sect leader, please...." a Nie disciple whimpered.

Nie Mingjue got behind the girls and crouched down with a gruff "excuse me" and put his hands under the bench, huffing loudly as he used all his strength to lift the bench with the girls still sitting.

"Oh, my!" Jiang Yanli yelped, holding onto Qin Su.

A silence went through the crowd as Nie Mingjue paused and then stood up, lifting the bench above his head with a yell.

The crowd, mainly the Nie disciples, screamed really loudly as Lan Xichen clapped and laughed happily.

The girls were using their sleeve to cover their face, but it was obvious they were all blushing while looking at the sect leader with wide eyes as he crouched again to put the bench down.

"Sect leader Nie is sure to capture some hearts tonight, even drunk." someone sighed.

A bubbling talk started soon after around them.

"Excuse me!" Lan Xichen suddenly said, behind the boys and just bent over to lift the stone bench with only one hand rather easily, right over his head. A smile in his face and not even a vein popping.

Wei Wuxian yelped as both him and Jiang Cheng held onto the bench tightly, his face getting pinker as quick as he was lifted.

A shocked silence went through the whole crowd.

"Sect leader Lan is stronger, indeed." someone said, perplexed, breaking the tension.

People screamed and the Lan disciples just clapped softly, not looking very impressed. Lan Wangji, in particular, remained stoic, nodding only once.

Lan Xichen put the bench down slowly and with precision, not even bending his back too much for it. Wei Wuxian was staring at him with wide eyes, open mouth and red cheeks, while Jiang Cheng looked like a kitten stuck on a tree.

Lan Wangji, who was trying to take care of his (drunk) brother all this time, looked at Wei Wuxian's expression and turned to glare at Lan Xichen.

"Xiongzhang. It's almost nine." he said almost rudely.

"You're, right, Wangji." Lan Xichen chuckled and patted both boys' heads at the same time before turning and walking away happily.

"Wei Ying." Lan Wangji called "Goodnight."

"Go-goodnight, Lan Zhan." Wei Wuxian answered after a moment of delay, voice soft and embarrassed.

The Lans walked away as everyone else were talked loudly between each other about what they witnessed, Nie Mingjue swaying and falling into his disciples arms.

"Jiang Cheng..." Wei Wuxian started, face even more red "Do you think Lan Zhan is stronger than his brother? I... I really wanted to see that..." his voice got softer and shy at the end.

Jiang Cheng looked at his shixiong with disgust.

[rayan12sworld]

(Drunk fanfics)

💠💙Advisable Lan rules and other shenanigans

By:apathyinreverie

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Summary:

Maybe, Wei Ying thinks in exasperation, eyeing the utter chaos of the cheerfully chattering Lan contingent currently surrounding him. Maybe, that rule about no alcohol in the Cloud Recesses might just be a little more justified than I had admittedly assumed.

(Or, someone spikes the Lans’ tea during that Nighthunt at Phoenix Mountain. Some truths come out.)

Chapter:1/1

Words:4,253

Status:Completed

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💠💙🧡Call again

By:apathyinreverie

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Summary:

“Brother?” Lan Zhan picks up the call, voice sleep-rough from being woken so late.

There is a pause.

“Well,” an unfamiliar voice replies, notably cheerful, though overloud and the slightest bit slurred in a way that identifies the speaker as likely not being entirely sober, perfectly matching the loud music and din of voices in the background. “Not quite, actually.”

(Or, Wei Ying meets a drunk Lan Xichen at a bar. They promptly devolve into being chaos gremlins together.)

Chapter:1/1

WWords:5,543

Status:Completed

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💠💙lan xichen

By:antebunny

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Summary:

Wei Wuxian insists on throwing Lan Xichen a birthday party while at the Cloud Recesses. Lan Xichen accidentally gets drunk, and suddenly he has the best birthday present for his little brother, you don’t understand, Wangji is going to love it.

(Or rather, love him).  

Chapter:1/1

Words:6,540

Status:Completed

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💠💙Big Brother Knows Best

By:Clarissa_23

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Summary:

Jin Zixun tries to get Lan Wangji drunk by offering him a cup of wine. A drunk accidental time traveller Lan Xichen, however, has another idea

Chapter:1/1

Words:1,388

Status:Completed

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💠💙Big Brother 'drunkenly' fix things

By:Taekook9597WangXian

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Summary:

I'm a time travel hoe, I'm a sucker for it so obviously this one is yet again another travelling through time story, however this one follows Lan XiChen from 5 years post canon going back to the past when leaders of different sects gathered to discuss WWX 's attack on qiongqi path killing multiple jin cultivators , freeing the remaining Wen then going and residing in the burial mounds.

And because Lan XiChen cannot take a rest, because Lans are weak to alcohol he goes back drunk and blabbers in front of everyone:

"WangJi, where's my nephew? did you and WuXian fight badly that he took A-Yuan and stormed to the burial mounds again? Brother, you can't do this."

Enter to find out more about this story in a better worded way

I wrote this instead of taking my nap so please kindly ignore grammar mistakes if you found them. Or correct them , no problem

Chapter 2/2

Words:2,659

Status:Completed

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💠🧡i know who i want to take me home

By:ScarlettStorm

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Summary:

“Nice,” Drunk Man says, into the crook of his neck, and does nothing else. Wei Ying slowly relaxes, allows himself to pat Drunk Man between the shoulder blades, and sighs.

“Okay,” he says. “Glad you think so.”

Drunk Man does not respond. Wei Ying wonders if he went back to sleep, and then takes a further moment to wonder why this always happens to him, why he’s always the one helping a heartbroken twink sober up after a terrible night out or sitting on the curb with a sobbing teenager with a fake ID while they wait for her parents to come pick her up. If only he was as shitty a person as White Mike, he could be home asleep right now and this beautiful man would be passed out in a gutter and probably mugged. Wei Ying looks down at the drunk man on his shoulder, thinks about leaving him to fend for himself, and sighs. Nope. Not on his watch.

Or: A meet-cute at two in the morning.

Chapter:2/2

Words:16,693

Status:Completed

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💠💙If only you knew (what goes on in my mind)

By:makexianxianhappytoday

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Summary:

We all know that bad decisions occur when you're drunk,,

but for Lan Wangji? It was the best decision he ever made.

Chapter:2/2

Words:7,213

Status:completed

[alychelms]

Apparently, when Lan Xichen drinks he starts speaking in exclamation points. Ever since I learned this, I’ve wanted to draw Lan Xichen being WhiteGirl!Drunk. So here you go, with an astonishingly patient Nie Mingjue taking care of him.

[rockcaster]

5, 26, 37 (Nielan)

Based on your post about mdzs fics btw

Thanks!

5: "Wash your hands, then hug me,"

26: "I love you, but you need to shut up,"

37: "You could always go nude,"

omg i love nielan so much thank you for these asks

Contrary to popular belief Xichen is a gremlin when he's tired. He turns into a man who does not filter what he says nor does he even think about to whom he says those things. Of course, Mingjue as his boyfriend of many years knows that and in those rare times, he catches his boyfriend tired enough to start blurting out nonsense he has his duty to make him go to bed.

But that does not include those times when Xichen is sleeping or was until Mingjue manages to wake him up by going to pee in the middle of the night after spending the evening drinking, then putting his very much drunk boyfriend to bed.

So he doesn't account for Xichens unfiltered words until he's slitting himself back by Xichen's side when Xichen gruffs out, hugging the pillow close and kicking away the sheets. "Wash your hands, then hug me," For a brief second Mingjue almost feels embarrassed that Xichen heard him use the chamberpot but doesn't let that shame creep up his neck just huffs and gets out of the bed to the basin.

He slips back into the bed with clean hands and tries to settle by Xichen again. But the man only rolls around squinting at him with his puffy eyes. He almost looks like he's still drunk. "I love you, but-" He hums pushing his finger against Mingjues lips, "you need to shut up," Mingjue blanks. What?

"Sorry?" He whispers. He knows his boyfriend tends to blurt out things that make no sense when he's tired, no really, when drunk he's much worse. going on with his Liebling, fluting the whole town up. But somehow this just throws him off more than the fact that he had to pry his boyfriend off the Nie sect dining hall wall a few shi ago.

"You snore," He mumbles and Mingjue closes his eyes. He can deal with this.

"So do you," He just says and settles into the bed, pulling his boyfriend in who adjusts himself and throws one leg across Mingjues lap.

Mingjue almost slips into slumber when Xichen speaks up again. "You could always go nude," he waits for Xichen to elaborate because somehow this is even more jarring than the last thing he said, but Xichen just smacks his lips, and yeah he seems to be still tipsy.

"Elaborate," Mingjue grunts because even though he wants to sleep it's gonna nag him the whole night, and who knows Xichen will not remember he said this during the night.

"You were discussing your fighting attire tonight, so I'm just throwing in my own suggestion. you'd look nice," Xichen smiles, running the tip of his finger across Mingjue's chest, gently swirling the dark hair there.

"Xichen," The Lan in his bed hums. "Shut up,"

[marwoodlives]

@buttminus @lianfangzuns  @dimpleviolence @huan-ge A-Yao was ready to reply but someone had found Xianxian’s hidden booze so…

[vespertineflora]

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A post-cql confession story in 4 parts. Second chapter involves a drunk Lan Xichen letting some figurative cats out of the bag, and some Nie Huaisang feels. I love them both very much.

Title: do you know who tells the truth? Rating: Explicit (soon) Chapter: 2/4 Summary: Wei Wuxian has been wallowing in feelings for Lan Wangji that he’s had a hard time accepting and sometimes, when you need a healthy heaping of the truth, the best place to get it is from drunks and children.  (As of Ch. 2: 11.4k, see AO3 for tags and notes)

[overlyexhaustedpigeon]

No. 1 WangXian Shipper

Here’s the colored version of little drunk Lan Xichen that I drew a long time ago.... 

Credits to my awesome and amazing best friend for the color work... (and also for always encouraging and inspiring me to continue making art)