XiSang Weekend 2026 @xisangweekend - Tumblr Blog

Welcome to xisang weekend 2026, organized by the xisang discord!

From Friday, Oct 9 - Sunday, Oct 11, we will be celebrating the relationship between Lan Xichen and Nie Huaisang.

Please join us by creating art, fic, edits, crafts, or any other content featuring xisang, and share using #xisangweekend2026 to be reblogged here! You are also welcome to share on twitter, or on AO3 using the xisangweekend2026 collection.

This year's prompts are as follows:

Friday 9 : Caught in the act - Time travel - Angst

Saturday 10 : Music - Secret Relationship - Whump

Sunday 11 : Stargazing - Role/Body swap - Happily ever after

Prompts are a suggestion--any content featuring xisang is welcome! We can't wait to see your works!

#xisang #xisangweekend2026 #nie huaisang #lan xichen #cql #mdzs #mo dao zu shi #chen qing ling #the untamed #grandmaster of demonic cultivation

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It was startling to realize how naive he had been. He always thought Nie Huaisang was the sweetest of them all, precious and so far from the cruel word's machinations. He always had been so innocent and wide-eyed and pure. Sure, Da-ge always laughed at him when he gushed about their sweet didi, telling Lan Xichen that their little A-Sang was anything but pure, but he always thought Nie Mingjue only meant his sweet brother's tendency to be entranced by spring books.

Not...

Not this.

He had seen a glimpse of the side of Nie Huaisang he felt a bit more uneasy about, but it didn't make him anxious at that time. Seeing his beloved and adored big brother to die such a way in front of him, of course that broke something in him! But he never feared of it. It was Nie Huaisang, the same A-Sang he loved since the first time he saw him.

Yet... That moment he felt dread.

If his lover could do all of these things behind his back... If he could fake brotherly affection towards the murderer of his brother then use Lan Xichen to kill him, then...

What punishment could be waiting for him?

A mere glance at the cruel glint in Nie Huaisang's eyes and the vicious smile on the corner of his mouth after the death of Jin Guangyao made Lan Xichen shiver in trepidation.

His lover... His sweet, precious lover, the mastermind behind the fall of Jin Guangyao. How many people's blood was on his hands? How many lives did he ruin in his quest for revenge? How could he stand to be in Sang-ge's presence, planning his humiliation and murder?

Those were all questions he should have been asking. But the only thing he wanted to find the answer for was: did he even love Lan Xichen?

All the things he did, all the lies he told and deeds he hid-

Lan Xichen was just as sick as Nie Huaisang was, because he didn't mind them at all. Not when being with A-Sang made him the happiest person alive. He loved his sworn brother. He did so many things to help out him... But if his death meant Nie Huaisang could live in peace, it was okay.

"What... What are you planning to do with me?" He asked unsteadily as the others left, Lan Wangji leaving as the last, throwing an uneasy glare at his brother for staying with the one who orchestrated the whole thing. "Do you hate me?"

"Of course not," his lover smiled, and Lan Xichen's heartbeat quickened. That wasn't a smile, not a real one, nor a convincing fake one either. His mouth was smiling, but his eyes...

"You hate me." It broke something in the Lan Sec Leader's chest.

"Why would I hate you?" His beloved A-Sang asked again with the same cold smile, with a dangerous undertone in his voice. Those pretty, innocent eyes he adored so much were full of cold fury.

"A-Sang..." He started, his arm stretched towards his lover, trying to reach him, but it felt like there was a canyon between them. He wanted to bridge it. He needed to bridge it.

But it was Huaisang who moved; an unexpected pain ran through him as his hair was roughly pulled at, baring his throat. His breath hitched as the familiar, lovely lips touched his sensitive skin on his throat, and he had to bit back his scream of pain when his lover bit down on his neck. It was hard and angry and a show of ownership, and Lan Xichen readily gave in.

He didn't want to struggle. He didn't need to struggle. If Nie Huaisang wanted his death, he would be dead. No, his lover only wanted to punish him, to show the world that he belonged to him. And he did.

He might have hid so many things from Lan Xichen, but this man in front of him, this dangerous, cruel man was still Nie Huaisang; the same Nie Huaisang he gave his heart and soul years ago. The one who laughed with him, cried with him, made love with him. It was his A-Sang.

And Lan Xichen was his.

Slowly, his arms locked around the younger man's waist, holding him close. The smaller body froze as Lan Xichen melted against his. "I love you. I love every sides of you," he confessed.

"Er-ge," A-Sang whispered against his throat, still sounding so young and innocent.

Lan Xichen smiled, turning his head towards his lover, whose eyes were no longer cold, but lost and confused. "You can murder anybody, plan the fall of the whole cultivation world, punish me for my crimes, it won't matter to me. I love you. I'm yours."

The possessive glint flashing through those pretty golden eyes made him shiver with want. Nie Huaisang was dangerous - but it was okay. He was Nie Huaisang's and he never wanted to be anything else.

"Yes," came the breathless agreement. "Yes, you are."

#xisangweek2023 #aftermath

i-will-cry-you-a-river

Just because I wanted to paint Lan Huaisang 💙 sure, he is the best in Nie green, but he is so pretty in all colors 💕

#xisangweek2023

#submission #xisangweek2023

i-will-cry-you-a-river

Lan Xichen jumped off Shuoyue, trying to get down where he had seen the flash of gray amongst the green forest as soon as possible.

"Nie Huaisang?" The younger Sect Leader was curled up, breathing heavily like he had been the one fighting off the yao instead of Lan Xichen. He whined, and Lan Xichen dropped onto his knees to gather him in his hands.

How could he let this happen to A-Sang?!

"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry," Nie Huaisang whined, folding into himself as if he wanted to take the least amount of space he could.

"No, no, it wasn't your fault! I should have paid more attention to you!" He pulled the younger cultivator closer, warming up his almost frozen body.

"I can't do anything right," Nie Huaisang sobbed. "I'm sorry, I ruined- I'm not worthy- I... I'm sorry!" The young man in his arms looked so pale, so distressed, it broke Lan Xichen's heart.

"What? No! A-Sang, you are so good! It is my fault for not paying more attention to you! It is my fault that I took you here instead of staying in your room as I promised you!"

"You don't mean that," Huaisang sobbed, "I don't deserve you, I don't deserve to be a Sect Leader, I don't deserve anything good! I always mess up everything! Da-ge's right, I'm not good enough. I'll never be good enough!" He tried to move, he tried to hide, but Lan Xichen didn't let him go. There was no way he could let him go.

"A-Sang," the Lan Sect Leader whispered, heartbroken and desperate. How could he think like this?! Nie Huaisang was so precious, so lovely and the only person the Nie Clan would ever accept as their Sect Leader after Nie Mingjue. He was loved and adored and they - all of them - did something very wrong if he thought otherwise.

"Nobody wants me, nobody even likes me," he muttered, miserable.

Lan Xichen was shocked. He never- nobody who knew A-Sang and wasn't jealous of him ever thought of him as unlikable. He had some difficulties with accepting his new role after Nie Mingjue's sudden death, sure, but he was so good! He knew when he needed support, and he helped his people so much! Knowing how to delegate was an important part of being a leader, and even if he couldn't handle things himself, he chose the right people to do in his stead.

He was liked. He was loved. He was wanted.

"No, A-Sang, that's so not true!" He slipped an arm around Nie Huaisang, ready to carry him home. "You are loved. You are loved so much, and I'm here to tell you. Always. I've got you," he murmured into A-Sang's ear. The younger cultivator was whimpering, eyes moving rapidly behind his eyelids, and Lan Xichen was afraid that the gas the monster spewed affected Nie Huaisang more than "just" bringing forward his fears.

"'m not...," the Nie mumbled, his bottom lip trembling, tears sliding down his cheeks. Lan Xichen wanted to kiss them away, he wanted to give the world to Nie Huaisang, but first, he had to take them home, safely.

Standing up with his precious cargo in his arms, protected and loved, he said, "You are so good! This is only the monster's power talking. You are loved and I will do anything in my power to show it to you how much people care for you."

The fierce protectiveness he felt towards Nie Huaisang was nothing new. He adored him ever since the first time he saw the tiny little boy with huge eyes peeking out from behind his much bigger Da-ge, so cute and curious. He loved him since the first time A-Sang dragged him to his aviary, showing him all the pretty birds he patiently cared for. He had been in love with him since his first time in Cloud Recesses, where he had been so lively and mischievous, always getting up to no good, yet always managing to avert the attention from himself. He had been protective over him ever since they were children, and he knew it was never going to change. Not his want to protect him, nor his need to make sure nothing and nobody could ever hurt him.

He softly crooned as Shuoyue flew them towards the Unclean Realm, until the sobbing stopped and Nie Huaisang's breathing evened out. It didn't take long to reach the fortress, Lan Xichen hurrying to make sure his beloved was safe amongst his people, warm and comfortable in his room.

"I have you. No one can hurt you, not anymore. I will protect you, I will keep you safe," he promised to the sleeping man, his fingers tightening on the slack body.

"L'Huan..." Nie Huaisang mumbled his name as they finally arrived to Nie Huaisang's room with the help of the worried Nie disciplines who made sure they would get to there uninterrupted, trusting that Lan Xichen would protect their leader.

"Sssh," he shushed the sleeping man, "I'm here."

"Don't leave me," he whined, his slender, yet strong arms dragging Lan Xichen down into the bed, so he could cuddle up to him, while still sleeping. "Love you. Please, don't leave me alone. I'm so lonely."

The confession broke something in Lan Xichen. He stared at him for a while, his previously abandoned wishes and ideas came back with tripled force, knowing that what he was going to do was selfish, but he didn't care. He only cared about Nie Huaisang. And if he wanted Lan Xichen to stay with him? He would stay with him.

"I love you too, A-Sang. I love you and I'm not leaving you. Never again."

#xisangweek2023 #fear toxin

veraverorum

For the third day of Xisang week, in a different life [you can read it on AO3]

#xisangweek2023 #in another life

veraverorum

For the fourth day of Xisang week 2023, mythical beast [you can read it on AO3]

#xisangweek2023 #mythical beast

i-will-cry-you-a-river

It wasn't like he was entirely fake. He was basically an omega, the only thing he couldn't do was to release and smell the pheromones, but who cared about that, right? He was way prettier than any omega he had ever met, he was good at staying home and being a gorgeous little eye candy, and he could even get pregnant if needed. Sure, he didn't want to get pregnant, but he could, even without being in heat, and that was the important part.

So, him, being sold to Lan Xichen as the perfect omega wife, was not-

It was fake as hell.

And now he was going to have to break the trust of the only other person he adored other than Nie Mingjue, something he never wanted to.

But how the hell he could have foreseen that it would be Lan Xichen who would buy him?! The softest, gentlest, sweetest and kindest alpha ever, who deserved the best omega wife ever, instead of the lying fake younger brother of his best friend.

"It's okay A-Sang. Xichen-ge is going to take a good care of you," Lan Xichen promised, caressing his hair as the car drove them through the city. Nie Huaisang was curled up in his lap, seeking out the warmth he had no right to feel and the lovely smell even his inferior nose could differentiate, and he sighed contently.

"Of course you will," he murmured half as an elated agreement and half as a sarcastic retort. Because Lan Xichen would do anything for his pretty omega wife he just brought for an obscene amount of money, especially when that omega wife was the supposedly kidnapped brother of his best friend.

Nie Huaisang was born as a beta. He was not the typical Nie, strong and obviously alpha even before the presentation. But, he could have been an omega. He was always sickly, loved arts and lazing around like a pretty housewife, and before the age of the presentation, he knew that was going to be his life goal: to be a pampered, prized omega of somebody who loved and adored him, somebody who would take care of him at least as good as his Da-ge did.

But he never presented.

And his dreams of becoming the trophy omega wife of a rich, adoring alpha husband was gone-

Until Nie Mingjue. Well, until Meng Yao, but that's basically the same thing. His Da-ge's lover and assistant - and, honestly, brain and better yet overall much worse half - decided they needed money for their feud with the Wens.

The Plan was to "kidnap" and "sell" Nie Huaisang to the highest bidder, and save him just after the transaction and before he could leave with his "new owner". It would have been easy. Meng Yao and Nie Huaisang were a terrifying and efficient team, it would have been an effortless task for them.

What they didn't count on was Lan Xichen and his annoyingly honorable self.

Nobody counted on that the man would want to help Nie Mingjue's "search" for his didi when he had other things to worry about. (Like his own didi and his omega not-wife.) Nor that he would actually find Nie Huaisang. And especially not that he would literally make Nie Huaisang the world's most expensive omega with his relentless pursuit to be the one who could buy Nie Huaisang and take him home.

That man was unreal.

And now that unreal, ridiculous, amazing, honorable and kind man was his alpha.

"Xichen-ge," he started, "why did you-?"

"Because..." Lan Xichen hesitated, his hand stopping its soothing motions. The fake omega whined, bumping his head into the gentle hand until the fingers returned to their soft scratches.

"So unreasonable," Nie Huaisang teased with a tiny giggle, but it really was unreasonable. He could have left him there. He could have called Da-ge. He could have done anything except for buying a useless, fake omega. (Well, he didn't know that part, but he didn't need to buy an omega! He was The Lan Alpha!)

"Being reasonable didn't get me were I wanted so far." He smiled, but it was something different from his usual ones. It was- darker, somehow. His smiles were always so neutrally pleasant, so pretty and empty, but that one... That one made Nie Huaisang's world shift and his heart beat faster.

"And being unreasonable did?"

The fingers tightened, lightly pulling on Nie Huaisang's hair, just enough it could be felt. "I have you now, don't I?"

Nie Huaisang's breath hitched and he swallowed back his moan. Lan Xichen as a dangerous individual was just too attractive for a pretty little beta like him to handle.

(This fic was brought to you by this post. I just had to.)

#xisangweek2023 #identity porn

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"Pretty!" The almost prayer-like soft whisper came from the tiny Lan, whose eyes were big and round and more expressive than all of the Lans' together. He was absolutely adorable, and Nie Huaisang had to suppress the squeal that threatened to leave his mouth behind his fan. The tiny Lan in pale blue, with his tiny hands on his tiny chest was the most adorable thing Nie Huaisang had ever seen in his life, and he had the fortune to grow up looking into the mirror day by day.

The tiny Lan beat him in adorableness, fair and square. Now, he just needed to know who was his competitor and how come he had never seen him before.

"Hello there," he cooed, lazily fanning himself as he kneeled down so he could be at the same eye level as the kid. "And who might you be?"

"This one is Lan Huan," he said seriously, properly bowing, with his hands in front of him. "Who are you, Pretty gege?"

"L-Lan Huan?" Nie Huaisang's voice trembled. The tiny boy in the tiniest Lan robes, with the tiniest headbands, who had the widest and most innocent blue eyes ever was Lan Xichen?!

"Yes!" The boy nodded with a toothy smile, then waited patiently.

When he remembered, he bowed, and said as serious as he could be while wanting nothing more than to take the child into his arms and squeeze him tight, "This one is Nie Huaisang."

"Nie-gege?"

Huaisang melted. "To you, it is Sang-ge!"

The smile he received back was brighter than the Sun itself. Suddenly, the kid grew shy, almost curling up, looking down the ground instead of up to Huaisang's eyes.

"What is the problem, Little One?" He asked, booping the tiny nose with his pointing finger. Eyes crossed to look at the offending digit, and the sight was just too cute to bear for the young Sect Leader who already had an unfortunate soft spot for Zewu-Jun.

"I wan- can-," the kid bit into his lips. "This one would be honored if Pretty Sang-ge would hug him."

Nie Huaisang never had self-restraint when he saw something cute, and there was nothing cuter than the small, more adorable version of the First Jade, with his chubby cheeks and toothy smile and huge eyes.

Of course he had to hug him!

Contrary to what he wanted - to squeeze the kid like a toy -, he took him into his hands gently, taking care of his precious burden. He was holding him like he never wanted to part from him, and the little body relaxed against his bigger one.

"It's okay, Huan-di, Sang-ge is here for you," he whispered, and it was a shock to even himself that it was the truth. As much as he despised Jin Guangyao and the brotherhood between the two older Sect Leaders, he couldn't hate Lan Xichen.

Especially not Lan Huan.

His hand came up to the back of the kid's head, who buried his head into Nie Huaisang's neck, his breathing tickling the sensitive skin.

"Lan Xichen!" sapped the voice of an angry Lan Qiren. "Sect Leader Nie!" yelled again, sounding offended and aggravated. Nie Huaisang had experience with both of those emotions coming from Teacher Lan. "Put him down immediately! It is highly inappropriate and unacceptable!"

Nie Huaisang's hold on the child only tightened, one of his hands continued to gently caress Lan Huan's back.

"Lan Huan asked me to hug him, and it is my pleasure to finally be able to complete a task right," the Sect Leader of Qinghe said airily, referring to his Headshaker persona.

Lan Qiren spluttered and muttered something about the rules, but Nie Huaisang didn't pay attention to that. No, his focus was only on the precious little boy in his arms.

"Sang-ge's hug is the best!" Smiled Lan Huan sunnily, and Nie Huaisang was defeated.

After a day spent with his favorite boy, he was basically thrown out of Cloud Recesses. He wanted to stay, to know if they found a solution for the de-aging spell, but as he was not a family member nor a well-known expert in this field, his presence was undesirable.

He wanted to stay.

He couldn't. And no information was forthcoming from Cloud Recesses either, the Lans closed their metaphorical gates. He didn't know anything about Lan Huan nor about Lan Xichen, until-

"Sect Leader Lan is asking for permission to see Sect Leader Nie," his discipline stated. It didn't take more than a blink for Nie Huaisang to hurry to the gates, where Lan Xichen was standing, in all his grown up glory.

Lan Huan was the cutest little boy ever.

Lan Xichen was the handsomest, most devastatingly gorgeous man Nie Huaisang had ever seen.

"Er-ge!" He yelled in delight, rushing towards the other Sect Leader.

The man smiled with a mysterious smile, one that hid the mischief nobody would ever believe him that Lan Xichen had, and asked, "Will Pretty Sang-ge hug me again?"

There was only one possible answer to that, really.

#xisangweek2023 #de-aging

ibijau

For the theme 'in another life" of xisang week

inspire by this strip of @falseknees because it had been living rent free in my head since it was posted

#xisangweek2023 #in the next life

the-sill-of-all-sills

Until the setting of the Sun

I wrote this short fic for the Xisang Week promt "In the next life". Hope you enjoy!

-.-.-.-.-

“In my next life,” Xichen says, “I will be a farmer.”

Huaisang takes his eyes from the setting sun, “Whatever that for?” he asks but doesn’t mean it. Not really.

#xisangweek2023 #in the next life

i-will-cry-you-a-river

While he knew it wasn't going to work anyway, he had high hopes for remaining anonymous outside of Qinghe.

He should have known his Da-ge could be just as much of an asshole when he felt deserved, as he, Nie Huaisang was. They were brothers, after all.

But this? This was just cruel. This was even worse than cultivation excercises and sabre practices and being polite to other sect leaders and stuck in Cloud Recesses with Lan Qiren as his teacher for three years together.

His fan didn't hide the carefully crafted look of innocence and helplessness that he had been perfecting ever since he was a child from the crowd, hoping against hope that his brother would spare him, yet he knew that in any blink from now-

"The Sunshot Campaign was long and tiring, it demanded the lives of countless of our men, but in the end, our allied forces gained victory. Without the Nie Clan, and especially without their fearless leader, Nie Mingjue, it would have been questionable. We are thankful for your contribution to the war effort and the Lan Clan is going to honor our promise," Lan Qiren bowed regally towards them. The man was just as uncomfortable doing this whole thing a few shichens after the defeat of Wen Ruohan as most of them were, but he was the better choice. If not him, it would have been Jin Guangshan leading the victory banquet, and that would have been a disaster.

"We are thankful for our allies, and I am honored for the trust," Nie Mingjue bowed, "but I wasn't the only one who led the campaign, nor the one who secured our victory. The one who made our disciplines ready for the swift act to defend Cloud Recesses and the one whose strategies saved our people's lives was not me."

A shocked silence was drawn across the hall, and the Second Master of Qinghe wanted nothing more than to disappear. All of his hard work to look like a harmless, ditzy airhead, a lazy, good-for-nothing idiot, his efforts to be all cute and cuddly and innocent in Xichen-ge's eyes... soon, it would be all for nothing. Just because he didn't want his loved ones to die and he used his brain to save them, Da-ge was punishing him so cruelly.

"The one who deserves Lan Xichen's hand in marriage for his hard work and excellent strategy, is my didi, Nie Huaisang!"

Nie Huaisang glowered at his brother from behind his trusted fan, but as he pulled it away, only a meticulously created mask of pleasantness was offered to the crowd. He wanted Lan Xichen, he really did! But not like this! Not forced into a political marriage to him!

He was going to make his brother's long and healthy life a living hell, he promised himself darkly. But only after he made sure Xichen-ge had the best and happiest life he could have ever wished for. He was going to be the best damn husband for his Jade, he swore.

#xisangweek2023 #sunshot campaign

ibijau

based on Never lovers, ever friends by @veraverorum

To Gusu Lan sect leader Lan Xichen Do you think me a fool? Your well wishes on the day of my nuptials are as welcome as your presence. And you were not there. I was never capable of forgiveness, you should know that very well. Occupy your mind with your family and your child, not with the thought of me.

for the themes "secret relationship" and "between the lines", and also because I just loved so much this fic when I got to beta it~

#xisangweek2023 #secret relationship #between the lines

veraverorum

Secret relationship/between the lines for the first day of Xisang week 2023! [read it on AO3]

#xisangweek2023 #secret relationship #between the lines

Hi! Thank you for hosting this event but i have a question: my friend who participates in the xisang week, can’t add his work into the collection. We just wanted to check if there is some kind of a problem with that?

Hi! the collection is moderated (because one year I received submissions that weren't xisang at all) so the works don't appear in the collection until I've approved them. Sorry for the confusion! Aside from that, everything should be fine.

I'm trying to check the collection a few times every day so no work has to way too long to appear, but don't hesitate to send a message if I forget! ;)

i-will-cry-you-a-river

His eyes followed them. Qin Su was graceful and resplendent as ever, but nothing compared to the youthful man next to her.

He shouldn't be jealous, he knew it, but seeing them together, standing next to each other, it stirred something deep in his stomach. Something dark and snarling, clawing its way out. Nothing scandalous happened, of course, they were both very proper, and Lan Xichen cursed himself for feeling like this. He was better than this.

He still couldn't tear his eyes off of them, though.

A-Yao was right, of course. The union of two Sect Leaders in a marriage was a political nightmare, especially when both leaders were men. He was right when he suggested to remain close friends - brothers, more like -, just like they used to be.

Destroy the five poisons.

Do not indulge in pleasure.

Do not sow discord.

Be loyal, filial, friendly and dutiful.

Even the rules warned against it.

He should have been firmer. He should have never been tempted by the younger man, but he couldn't help it. He had fallen before he noticed it; he had fallen before he knew what love was. One glance at those innocent doe-eyes, one sweet, shy smile from behind Da-ge, and Lan Huan was gone.

He was a weak man, not worthy of being the Sect Leader of the Gusu Lan Clan, not worthy of being the sworn brother of two heroic and just men - not, when all he wanted was their sweet little didi, their Little Bird, Nie Huaisang.

Yet, he couldn't be regretful of his actions, of his feelings, not when his little A-Sang was perfection itself, so lovely and open, waiting so patiently, and being so inviting and soft every time they met.

Lan Xichen tried to be a good man, a brave cultivator and a trustworthy clan leader. He tried to be just and kind, to be filial and loyal, to be honorable and dependable. But there was one thing he would never give up, not even if he would definitely bring Da-ge's wrath on himself if the older man was alive, nor to avoid being punished by his sect if they ever found out his indiscretion.

He would never give up Nie Huaisang, and the love between them.

#xisangweek2023 #secret relationship

thecolorsofwater

Drabble for xisang week

Lan Xichen had never approved of Nie Huaisang. It was hard not to despise someone who was so open about their refusal to improve. Nie Huaisang’s cultivation base wasn’t as powerful as the prodigies of their generation, but it was perfectly respectable. He could certainly have cultivated as far as – say Su Minshan.

No, Lan Xichen had never approved of Nie Huaisang. In fact, it was his disgust that had made him try so hard to be kind. But the Nie Huaisang he’d caught a glimpse of at the Temple – that Nie Huaisang he couldn’t get out of his mind.

#xisangweek2023

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