it's a full moon on his birthday! no way!!! * o *
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Xiao Xingchen stands facing the right, his head turned a little toward the viewer. At his side he holds his sword, pointed to the ground, and his robes and hair billow behind him. Larger than life, a bright full moon shines behind his head. The scene is simply painted in cool blue and frosty white, but the faint outline of mountains is visible in the background.
Ink and watercolour on paper.
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Chasing a Soul
Prompt: SongXiao time travel AU fix-it
CW/TW: blood, body horror
Xiao Xingchen's fractured soul starts to weaken. Song Lan brings him to the Cloud Recesses to ask for help. Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian find an old mysterious mirror among all the artefacts stored in the Forbidden Library. The mirror operates with resentful energy and is said to have the power to bring a person's soul back into the world. Lan Qiren reluctantly grants Wei Wuxian the permission to try and activate the mirror, thus opening a portal into a dark unknown.
No longer having anything to loose, Song Lan takes a leap and enters the mirror. The first thing he encounters is a large iron beast charging towards him screeching and howling, eyes flashing purple with anger. He unsheathes Fuxue and faces it head-on.
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Xiao Xingchen is heading home after a tiring shift at the hospital one night and witnesses a man dressed in dark ancient robes brutally getting run over by an ambulance with its emergency lights on. Shocked at first, he stands there watching as both the ambulance and the man violently drift to a stop a few meters away from the point of collision. He quickly calls his colleagues currently on shift and runs over to the site of the accident.
The strange man is bleeding dark blood, and the sharp ends of his bones are piercing through his pale skin at odd angles, but miraculously, he staggers onto his feet almost instantly. Xiao Xingchen is taken aback for a moment, but eventually he pulls himself together and approaches the man calmly. His first thought is that the man is running on pure adrenaline from the shock and doesn't register the pain yet. His second is that the man probably isn't in a very stable place of mind at the time and therefore requires extra care when approached.
People from nearby bars and restaurants all start to gather around them. Some pull out their mobile phones to film while others gasp with horrified expressions. Xiao Xingchen notices that the ambulance driver sits hunched over the steering wheel unmoving. He looks around while still keeping an eye on the injured man. Personel from the hospital are running towards them with all the needed emergency equipment. He turns his attention back to the man and is met with something cold pricking the thin skin at the hollow of his throat. The man is pointing a long sword at him. Thinking the object a mere costume prop, Xiao Xingchen reaches up to grab the blade with both his hands to prevent the man from accidentally swinging and hitting him or someone else if startled. The shining blade cuts into his palms and Xiao Xingchen's hands suddenly feel icy. He doesn't realise the pain in time and looks down to see red blood trickling down his wrists. The sensation raises the hair on his nape and his vision turns blurry, almost as if his body is experiencing a visceral reaction to the situation.
A short breath escapes the man dressed in black and Xiao Xingchen raises his gaze to meet his eyes. The expression he sees is one of despair and confused helplessness. Xiao Xingchen swallows soundlessly, the tip of the sword almost breaking skin. The sharp blade is retracted a few inches, but since his hands are still firmly gripping it, his blood only drips even more as his palms are thoroughly sliced open.
The sound of police sirens closes in on them, mixing with the blabering of the onlookers and the screaming of the emergency workers. Time almost seemed to have slowed down. As the pain finally catches up to him, Xiao Xingchen lets go of the sword. In a flash, the strange man flees. His robes and black long hair blending into the darkness.
(This is also one of those prompts that I would like to turn into a longer fic. It might take a long time, though. Like, a really long time.)
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Alone in a crowd
‖ DAY 1: LANGUAGE/PROMISE ⁘ song lan love week 2023
it's @songlanweek2023!!! it started yesterday. but here i am with day one :')
this is not very literal in terms of the prompt, but something something speaking the same language, something something pledging to build a sect together, something. you know, songxiao stuff.
anyway love song lan!!! let's see if i can also fit in day two today!!!
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Song Lan and Xiao Xingchen are small in the frame, walking away from the viewer. Side-by-side, they seem to speak quietly to each other in private, a little space separating them from a bustling crowd of cultivators in various sect uniforms. Dressed practically with their hair up, the two are in clear focus while the crowd is a blur of loose colours.
Watercolour on paper.
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I thought Xiao Xicheng was quiet and like a gentle breeze...
LIES!
He's the friend that try to tell you a joke but failed because he too busy laughing.
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Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV)
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Sòng Lán | Sòng Zǐchēn/Xiǎo Xīngchén, Sòng Lán | Sòng Zǐchēn & Xiǎo Xīngchén
Characters: Sòng Lán | Sòng Zǐchēn, Xiǎo Xīngchén
Additional Tags: Festivals, acrobats, Fluff, being raised on a celestial mountain makes you a bit of a weirdo, Happy Birthday Xiao Xingchen, originally posted on twitter
Series: Part 36 of Puck's Twitterfics
Summary:
Song Lan likes crowds and cities as little as he ever has, but the desire to feed Xiao Xingchen's boundless curiosity, to elicit an expression of delight or wonder on his beautiful face, overcomes his distaste again and again.
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