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Over and Over Again

Summary:

The moments when everyone fell for Wei Wuxian.

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Everyone Loves Wei Wuxian AU

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Jin Guangyao

He stood outside the apothecary, a sick feeling rising up from within him as he stood not ten feet away from the medicine that his mother desperately needed to survive, a few coins short from actually obtaining it. The unfairness of the world overwhelming him all at one, bitterness for his weakness filling up his hungry stomach. He was just contemplating an alternative path when a sweet voice piped up from beside him. Three little coins filled his vision (enough to cover the rest of the medicine and maybe a few pork buns as well) before being deposited in his hand by a slim little hand. He looked over to see a brilliant set of sparkling silver eyes, belonging to a adolescent maybe a few years younger than himself. He was dressed in sturdy lavender junior cultivator robes and his countenance shone as brightly as his money. The youth introduced himself and stuck to him like glue for the rest of the day. Helping him carry the medicine and joining him for a meal. He seemed comfortable taking back streets and following him into his mother’s room at the brothel. Meng Yao was enchanted with his new friend and when the day ended and they had to part, he felt a certain warmth fill his chest, replacing the bitterness that had filled it earlier. I love Wei Ying.  

Jiang Cheng

There’s a hidden place to the north of Lotus Pier, past a luscious bamboo forest and tucked away in the bend of the great river running past Yunmeng. A small and rickety wooden dock sits there, shadowing a patch of wild lotuses from the hot summer sun. It’s their secret place, him and Wei Wuxian’s, known only by their sister (because she has eyes in the back of her head and is much too sneaky for her own good) and them. They go there to hide from training and chores sometimes, swimming and play fighting and eating lotus seeds for hours at a time. It’s there that Jiang Cheng realizes something, lying beside his best friend and brother, their legs tangled together, the hot sun warming their bodies and the smell of lotus filling the air. Wei Ying is asleep, tucked into Jiang Cheng’s side and the breath tickling his throat makes his heart flutter. “Well fuck,” he breathed, rubbing his eyes in exasperation, “I’m in love with Wei Wuxian.”

Nie Huaisang

It was his third time studying in The Cloud Recesses and his brother had sent him off with a warning, either pass this time or I’ll break your legs. Well, third time’s the charm. A couple other young lords were studying this year as well, and Huaisang was eager to meet them. He already knew Jin Zixuan (they had played together when they were young and were still good friends) but he had never met Jiang Cheng or Wei Wuxian before. He was contemplating these things when he heard a beautiful laugh echo around the area. He looked up to see an angel dressed all in black. A ray of sun illuminated his flashing silver eyes, wild and curly coal black hair, sharp smile, and lean figure. He stood out amongst the Jiang disciples and he deduced that this angel was their head disciple, Wei Wuxian. And, I think I’m in love with Wei Wuxian.

Lan Wangji

He looked up from his writing with a suspicious gaze. Wei Wuxian had been silent for far too long. Usually by this hour he was lamenting the rule against snacking in the Cloud Recesses, craving spiced lotus seeds, his favorite from Yunmeng. But today Wei Wuxian was not fooling around as usual, instead he was actually copying the rules for once. Of course, he was slouched over with his elbow on the table, propping his chin up in his hand. His face was a bit squished from the position but his eyes were a soft silver and hooded with concentration. He was beautiful. He must have felt Wangji’s eyes on him because he glanced up. Wei Ying perked up immediately and flashed him a brilliant smile. “Lan Zhan,” he called out, his voice soft but happy and Wangji felt warmth bloom in his chest. And then he realized something, I’m in love with Wei Wuxian.  

Jin Zixuan

The right hook surprised him, knocking him off his feet and landing him on his back. A body settled atop his hips, pinning him to the spot and allowing his attacker easier access to his face. And up this close he could see the ferocious expression on Wei Wuxian’s beautiful countenance. He looked like an avenging god, his ferocity and anger making his cheeks flush and his eyes sparkle. He snarled and clutched at his robes, rising up a fist to strike him once again. Time seemed to slow to a crawl, this moment suspended and stretched out for his perusal. He had known that Wei Wuxian was a beautiful man, but until this moment he hadn’t really known. And with knowing came another uncomfortable realization (along with a sucker punch), I’m in love with Wei Wuxian.  

Luo Qingyang

It’s cold and dark and damp inside the cave and she despaired at their ever surviving these conditions. She thought sorrowfully of her family. She’ll never see her mother or father again, never see her little siblings grow up, or become someone great and powerful, someone like the Violet Spider. Thinking of the Madame of Lotus Pier turned her attention to the two young lords dressed in violet, facing off against the Wen cultivators without swords or talismans. She was distracted when two cultivators grabbed her and that awful Wang Lingjiao approached with a brand in hand. A future filled with mocking and jeering and disfigurement flew through her mind as the white hot metal came near. Suddenly, a wall of black and violet filled her vision and a cry of pain rang out. Wei Wuxian fell at her feet, the junction of his robes burned away to reveal a blistering Wen brand. Two emotions filled her then, as she watched him rise again and defend her still, shock and...love. Oh gods , she despaired, I think I love Wei Wuxian!

Nie Mingjue

He knew Wei Wuxian was special the day of his triumph at the archery competition in Nightless City. And with every rumor and recounting of his deeds in battle, he felt his admiration and respect grow and grow. Then the Phoenix Mountain Hunt come around and the dark and dangerous beauty that was the head disciple of Yunmeng struck him hard. He couldn’t help but follow behind the blindfolded man watching as he commanded the supernatural beasts of the wild with just his eerie song. But he also felt a shock of arousal and jealousy when Lan Wangji pushed the exotic beauty up against a tree and stole a passionate kiss from his berry colored lips. He could not look away as a thought entered his mind and a blush colored his face. I love Wei Wuxian.

Wen Ning

He stood to one side of the Demon Slaughtering Cave, continually grinding some medicinal herbs for the use of his jiejie and not-so-subtly watching the dark genius further in. Although Wei Wuxian was not expanding his genius at this moment. He was lying upon a pile of rags within a cozy alcove near the fire. He was curled around the small figure of Wen Ning’s little cousin, A-Yuan. A sweet but haunting melody fell from Wei Wuxian’s lips, lulling the little boy into a deep sleep. Long, slim fingers carded through wispy black bangs and the demonic cultivator paused in his lullaby to place a soft kiss against his adopted little ones forehead. The scene was so sweet and emotional it seemed to jump start Wen Ning’s long-dead heart. And he had a thought he had not had since he was still alive. I’m in love with Wei Wuxian.  

Lan Xichen

He awoke that day thinking it would be like any other, filled with just himself and his own guilt eating away at him. That is, until a hesitant knock filled the still air. He arose with some difficulty (he cannot remember the last time he had eaten) and slid open the door, expecting his uncle or brother or even his little nephew, but was surprised when a petite figure in black stood before him. “Zewu-Jun!” his brother-in-law called out, “I thought that you would enjoy some company today! I brought some sweet buns and my dizi. Maybe we could...play together?” And that was the beginning of the end for him. Wei Ying became a regular visitor after that, lifting his spirits with every appearance, making his days bright once again. As he watched Wei Ying play a Gusu song on his pitch black dizi, looking like a vision in white and dark blue, he couldn’t help but come to a sobering realization. That he was tragically in love with his precious brother’s husband, in love with Wei Wuxian.

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