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Alexis Winn's Promptober 2018 by alexiswinn
Fandoms: Veronica Mars (TV), Veronica Mars - All Media Types, Veronica Mars (Movie 2014)
15 Oct 2018
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Drips and drabbles here and there in honour of Promptober 2018. Mostly romantic.
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When A-Yuan gets sick and Wen Qing doesn't have the supplies she needs to properly treat him, Wei Wuxian can only think of one place to go for help.
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It's pleasant to work or read at this side, but Wei Wuxian's relative silence is unnerving. If there's one word he would never use to describe Wei Ying, it's "quiet." Yet, that's what he has been since he arrived. At first, Lan Wangji thinks he's just tired and worried, but as time goes on he realizes that Wei Wuxian is purposefully stopping himself from talking. He will speak to A-Yuan when he's awake and Lan Wangji some when they are alone, but otherwise, he remains unnaturally silent.
Where once Lan Wangji relished using the Lan silencing technique on him, now he dearly wishes he had the need to use it. He does not, as it turns out, actually like it when Wei Wuxian is quiet. He wants to hear Wei Wuxian chatter about nonsense, wants his voice to fill the space between them. He wants to hear him spout off absurd theories and chase those thoughts to less absurd ideas. He wants to hear Wei Wuxian's stories of A-Yuan's antics, of Uncle Four's various attempts at distilling alcohol, and of Wen Ning's continuing battles with weeds.
What he hears are polite requests centered on A-Yuan or the talismans he's making. He doesn't ask for food, doesn't ask for books, doesn't even ask for water to bathe in. Lan Wangji supplies all those things and more, but he wishes Wei Ying would ask even a single thing of him.
Even his movement is different. He holds himself stiff and contained. He does not sprawl. He does not throw his arms wide as he speaks. He hardly smiles. He even goes to bed at nine without a word of complaint.
By the time the fifth day starts to wane, Lan Wangji can honestly say he hates this. Wei Wuxian is not quiet. He is not polite, except as it suits him. He is not contained. He is broad gestures, chatter, and big ideas.
Lan Wangji hates this, but he has no idea how to go about fixing it.
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A Life Without Regrets by naqaashi
Fandoms: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV)
30 Nov 2024
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After his death at the first siege of the Burial Mounds, Wei Wuxian is thrown back in time to when he was nine years old, just before Jiang Fengmian took him to Lotus Pier with its wavering affection and unpayable mountain of debts. He decides to take the second chance he has been offered, to live freely and without regrets.
As it turns out, a life without regrets involves:
1. Avoiding all attempts to be adopted so you can launch your career as a rogue-cultivating-assassin, while
2. Juggling a hit-list comprised of the cultivation world’s Who’s Who, and
3. Desperately missing your not-boyfriend who picked the worst ever timing to confess his undying love for you.Murder and mayhem to follow.
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When Wen Ning finds Wei Wuxian, strangled and left for dead a mile out from Lotus Pier, he brings him to his sister in Yiling for treatment. Wen Qing is left with the task of hiding him- and of trying to convince him not to return to the person who nearly killed him, as little as he wants to hear it. She isn't sure there's anything she can do to help him when they're now on opposite sides of a war, but soon events transpire which give Wei Wuxian no choice but to shelter with them in Yiling.
As much as they can't afford for the Sunshot Campaign to lose the war, neither can they win it; not if all the innocent people caught up in Wen Ruohan's tyranny are to survive. But can anything be done to depose Wen Ruohan, or is the tyrant too close to the sun for any mortal to reach?
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There’s a child lingering in the outskirts of the cultivation world. No one knows where he comes from, his age nor his goal.
This is the story of how he found his way back home.Series
- Part 1 of To Be Forgotten
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“They’ll hunt you down for what you did.” It is not a lie. It is reasonable enough. There’s no telling what will happen to this boy if the other Clans get to him first. Lan QiRen does not wish to find it out. “Please, let me help you.”
“Is that so?” The boy exhales lightly. The air around him trembles and undulates. It reminds Lan QiRen of a ghost’s aura. The boy shakes his head. “Do you believe I have committed a crime, Lan QiRen, to need your salvation?”
He did nothing. All he did is what cultivators ought to do—to help and protect the common people. There’s no wrongness in his actions, nor should he be punished for his righteousness.
It does not mean that the Clans are righteous.
They see this child as an enemy. A rebel against their authority and force. A threat against the fragile power balance they managed to achieve over the course of generations. They do not care whether it’s friend or foe, right or not, this child’s very existence will be erased the moment they get their hands on him.
Lan QiRen closes his mouth. For some reason, he feels like the boy smiled.
“I do not need help. I do not want it, either.” The boy takes a step forward. Lan QiRen notices a flute hanging from his waist. He can’t tell which type, though. “If you have time to spare and come all the way here, use it to rethink why you needed to come and where you stand.”
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In his first life he’d been covered in scars. Skinned knees and split knuckles and nicks from his own sword, whoops, not to mention gruesome shiny ripples that had been dog teeth in his calf, and gouges across his left collarbone and thin lines from swords and knives and that one arrow from a wrestling match at one of the Meishan Yu cousin weddings when he’d accused somebody of cheating at archery, the Wen brand, and the short, thick, ugly worm of a scar straight down his center where he watched his core leave him.
Wei Wuxian’s body had been a topography of scars. This body—this new body, the physical form that had been Mo Xuanyu’s and through a twist of really strong terrible magic was his now—only had six scars. Four from the curse. One from Jin Ling. Now this one, this stupid little scar, because he tripped into a pile of scythes.
Wei Wuxian leaves Gusu and Lan Zhan, but alone out in the world without a mission, without a mystery to solve, he doesn't know what his purpose is anymore--and he needs one. So while he tries to find it, he starts recreating his old scars. Because he's good at making healthy choices.
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Wei Wuxian stared, and thought about how certain and untouchable Lan Zhan seemed. Apart from the world. Truly like a jade statue to look at, but inside there was so much—if Lan Zhan was a body of water, he was an entire ocean. Yet he contained it somehow! Under silver and jade crown, layers of white silk, and that thin forehead ribbon.
Lans were supposed to be clouds, or some such probably, untouchable and lovely and elegant, wrathful when filled to bursting—he’d seen them on the battlefield—always bestowing necessary water to the world from high above it. But not his Lan Zhan. Lan Zhan was no cloud: he was tides of strength and compassion, a vast constant, graceful and vigilant in the moonlight.
Ah, his heart!
To be a river that flowed toward that ocean! Dedicated only in Lan Zhan’s direction.