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flowersdiceandlove · 3 months

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The burial mounds, a place of mystery, the place of the dead, cannot be comprehended by humans. It is a place warped by time and resentful energy and the intentions of those who inhabit it and who knows what else. It is sentient and has a strong will of its own. It’s said that no one can leave the Burial Mounds, and that is true as much as it’s not. The burial mounds keeps what is theirs; protects what is theirs. No one can escape from the Burial Mounds bc more often than not, once you enter, the Burial Mounds see you as theirs. It does not take well to people hurting and taking what is theirs. (And, maybe this is why a certain demonic cultivator was able to survive and leave that place. Maybe he understood this will and resentment bc he too would do anything to protect those he loves. For him as well, once he considers someone family, they are family. And nothing will change that. No matter what happens, his family is his family, and those under his protection are fully under his protection. They can see a kindred spirit in each other, and so the Burial Mounds let him go, knowing that he will always carry part of the Burial Mounds with him. The souls in his sleeves and the resentful energy he welcomes into his body. The boon that the Burial Mounds grants him.)

It is for these reasons that WWX knows to bring the Wen remnants there. Not only does he know he can defend them if needed in that place teeming with resentment, he knows the Burial Mounds themselves will protect them. It protects its own, and the Burial Mounds knows these people that WWX brought are his, so they are its. It’s as simple as that. And, the Burial Mounds likes it. It likes having these people here, milling about and carving a life on it. It likes how they turns its soil from barren to fruitful. It likes how they are happy and content. It likes being their home and haven. It will do anything to protect them.

When the first siege comes, the Burial Mounds try to protect what is theirs. These people who have made a home on it. But, they are all grieving deeply, and it’s beautiful child, the first to even understand them and want to make peace with them instead of destroying them, is breaking apart. He is breaking apart with the weight of someone who could not protect that which is most precious to him. And he has been breaking with this weight for months now, every day chipping another piece of himself away, every day pulling further and further into himself, every day driving him just a little more insane. The Burial Mounds have no problem with madness. They will still embrace him fully and without question, but it pains them to see him like this. They are all breaking under the pressure of what the world outside its borders do. This is no longer their haven, but now their place of imminent doom. It is only a matter of time until the cultivators attack. The Burial Mounds fights back as it always does to protect those that are its. But, some of these living cultivators attacking are family of WWX and it cannot attack family. And, it knows that even should he wipe all these harmful intruders out, that will not stop more from coming, and more after that. The Burial Mounds would fight every wave they send, but that is not the issue. The issue is that its people are grieving and breaking. The issue is that it cannot do anything to fix that and every attack will break their spirits just that much more.

So instead, the Burial Mounds decide to change it. As the cultivators pour in, the Burial Mounds pulls its energy from defending and into charging its intention. Some of its people get cut down, but that is fine, it will still work, they do not have to be alive. Just as WWX is about to destroy the Stygian Tiger Amulet (oh, and look at their brave boy, but don’t do that, my child, it will tear you apart) a large pulse of resentful energy ripples out over the battlefield, shaking the ground and seeping into all that is theirs. The air and ground starts to ripple, unstable and warping like swirls of marble, until none can stay standing in this odd happening, toppling over, nauseous from the swirling. Those that are theirs are sucked into the soil, deep into its power, and it embraces them into its depths.

Then—

They open their eyes.

WWX is seven, on the streets of Yiling, and turns his head to the Burial Mounds so close by, calling to him. Come home, my child, it whispers. Come to me; I will protect you.

Wen Ning is eight and Wen Qing 14. They also look in the direction of Yiling—of the Burial Mounds. They too hear the call. There are gasps rippling around their home, and people bursting through doors, embracing each other, crying in joy. Eyes flick around at everyone. They know. All those that were on the Burial Mounds, as well as Wen Qing and Wen Ning remember. They know what Wen Ruohan is planning. They also know what will happen to their real family.

They go to Yiling. Just a few at first. They lost many people in their branch before they were saved by WWX, and those people are more than hesitant to go to that cursed place. Those that remember can’t simply leave them to their fates again. So, some go, while some stay. They will convince the rest later. When they arrive at the base of the Burial Mounds, there is already a large collapse in the wall surrounding it looking to be made recently. The paths open up for them as they start their ascent. The path is just as they remember, the corpses and spirits howling, but leaving them be. They know they are already part of them. Granny Wen and Wen Qing are at the front of the group, leading the way. Wen Qing wishes her brother was there, but that was not something their parents would budge on. They barely let her go, and only because Granny was insisting as well and promised to look after her.

They reach the clearing where their homes were, and there they are. Their little shacks that barely stay standing. The patches of land they’d tilled and toiled over. And there, perched on a tree stump by the side of the road is a boy, even smaller than A-Ning, covered in dirt and grime that can’t all be from the Burial Mounds, spinning a black, bamboo dizi in his tiny hands. He watches them with shining eyes and a large smile they’d know anywhere breaks out on his face, then—

He laughs. The boy laughs loud and clear and bright as he topples off the stump in his joy. Many of them join in the laughter as well. Amazed and in disbelief. Wen Qing, granny, and a few others rush over to the little Wei Wuxian and pull him into a crushing embrace. The laughter soon turns to wracking sobs as they all cling to each other and let it all sink in.

They are alive. They are together.

And, they will make sure it stays that way.

The Burial Mounds hum around them, welcoming them home.

#now they just need to convince the rest of the dafan wen to move into the burial mounds #and stop a war #but that's secondary to keeping their family safe and together #the burial mounds picked up on lwj and wwx's conection #so it brought him back too #one minuet he's lying in bed his back burning from the discipline whip #the next he's eight years old sitting in class at the cloud recesses perfectly fine and uninjured #it is only his YEARS of beaten in composure and naturally stoic face that keep him from whipping his head around and freaking out outwardly #he just *knows* this has to do w/ wei ying especially since he can hear the call as well #bc of this he's not totally freaking out but still #he goes to the burial mounds as soon as he can and all the wen are either confused like wwx about why he was included in this #or laughing their asses off that even the *burial mounds* have picked up on their strong feelings and connection #(don't worry lwj was the only non-wen to be brought back bc even if wwx considers jc his brother the burial mounds isn't going to bring bac #someone who tried to kill the rest of them and lwj is the only person that didn't live there who didn't have any animosity for them)#(unfortunately bc jyl never went up the mountain and stayed in yiling the burial mounds can't form a connection w/ her to bring her back)#mdzs #mo dao zu shi #the grandmaster of demonic cultivation #wei wuxian #wen qing #the burial mounds #sentient burial mounds #time travel au #time travel fix it #mdzs fanfic prompt #mdzs fanfiction prompt #do with this what you will

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wangxianficrecs · 3 months

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The Righteous Path to Evil by Jengabears

The Righteous Path to Evil

by Jengabears

M, WIP, 15k, Wangxian

Summary: It starts with Lan Wangji holding a whip in the snow. Of a determination Lan Qiren sees on his face. An expression he knows all too well. Lan Qiren’s threat won't stop him. It’s barely made him pause. The boy doesn't sit in repentance, but in relief. There is a confident, defiant warmth in his eyes which seems to melt the snow around him and set the whip ablaze upon his palms. His nephew would disobey him. Of this, Qiren is sure. He would find a way to return to that demon which ensnared him; and perhaps next time he goes, he would not get him back. Either that demon kills him, or ensnares him into his wicked ways. Lan Qiren would not stand for it. Something had to be done...before it was too late. Too late to save Wangji... Too late to save his clan from the slow encroach of evil which that demon has wrought upon their world. He would not stand by again and let another Wen sect rise up and claim the lives of the ones he loved. He would not repeat his mistake again. This time, it will be he who acts first. OR Lan Qiren goes to Yiling with a group of disciples to kill or apprehend the Yiling Patriarch. Kay's comments: Heed the warning with this one, because it's very dark and very angsty. For everyone who's here for that, oh boy, do I have a treat for you! A story in which Lan Qiren decides to take things into his own hands and deal with Wei Wuxian and the Wens himself so that his nephew will not fall further. It's really heavy on the dark Lan Sect and dark Lan Qiren especially (though there are threats of something even darker maybe happening in the future) and apparently, the story won't treat Wen Qing kindly as well, so note that before you start reading. Excerpt: Qiren scowled, taking a quick breath to ground himself. "Who is the child?" he asked in a tone which brooked no arguments and promised pain if not answered. Fear flickered over the young man’s face, but he attempted to keep his jovial attitude. "No one of importance. I was just looking after him for someone.” The boy whimpered in his arms, clearly hurt by the dismissal in the demon’s voice. He witnessed pain cross his face as he hugged the boy tighter subconsciously. Lan Qiren’s eyes narrowed. “Point them out. We will allow his return to them.” Panic flickered in his eyes as they scanned the crowd, almost desperately. “Ahaha… it seems like they haven’t returned from their business yet…” Lan Qiren narrowed his eyes. Wei Wuxian was clearly lying. Qiren determined that the child must, as he had suspected, be a hostage to keep them from attacking the despicable demon. “Hand over the child.” Qiren commanded, nodding to Xiu Zhang to take the child from him.

pov lan qiren, canon divergence, dark lan qiren, golden core reveal, gusu lan elders bashing, gusu lan sect bashing, dark gusu lan sect, gusu lan sect punishment methods, gusu lan silencing spell, burial mounds settlement days, discipline whip, angst, heavy angst, kidnapping, post-sunshot campaign, hurt wei wuxian, wei wuxian whump, self-sacrificing wei wuxian, wei wuxian goes to gusu

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oliviaasks · 10 months

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I got it good with the belt last night 😭

#spankee #spankher #spanko #bare bottom #domestic discipline #woodenpaddle #panty pics #roleplay #bendovatakeit #belting #whipping girl

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layzeal · 1 year

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not saying that post doesn't have good points, but "forcefully silencing a jin ling wasn't a good or fair teaching method" guys did we forget this is a xianxia 😭

#kids are being whipped and forced to kneel for hours #and silenced and forced to copy rules while doing handstands #we have no reason to believe hgj also doesnt forcefully silence his own students when they speak innappropriately #none of the adults here are using good or fair teaching methods by 21st century standards... what's happening sdjkhjdskfjdkf #hgj silencing jl was improper bc he's not his teacher but he's still his senior #which is why jc just tells JL to accept the punishment once he realizes theres no point arguing about it #not saying hgj isn't bitchy <33 he is #but this is a weird example to use when mdzs is full of adults not knowing how to properly discipline children. theyre ALL losers #and that's just how it worked back then #modao #lace speaks

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wangxianficrecs · 2 years

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Grief and Blame, Interwoven by donutsweeper

Grief and Blame, Interwoven

by donutsweeper

T, 2k, wangxian

Summary: Wangji's punishment was supposed to be severe, not fatal. But since it was, Xichen needed to find a way to change that.

Kay's comments: You know how often in time-travel stories, no matter who time-travels, suddenly they are the smartest person and manage to solve every single problem and save every single life that had been lost? Yeah, so this is the opposite of that and I absolutely love that. There's just something very satisfying in watching Lan Xichen fail every now and then. Here, Lan Wangji dies after his whipping and Lan Xichen decides to travel back to the Cloud Recesses lecture days and discourge the friendship between Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian. Unfortunately, this doesn't work out the way he had planned…

Excerpt: Xichen had realized that, in a way, it was all his fault. After all, he had been the one to foolishly encourage the friendship between Wei Wuxian and Wangji in the first place, thinking he was doing Wangji a favor by accepting Wei Wuxian and Jiang Wanyin's help and inviting them along to exterminate the water ghouls that had been infesting Biling Lake. He'd thought he could help Wangji make friends, little had he known he was pushing Wangji towards the one who would cause his downfall. So, once he and Lan Qiren had everything prepared, he activated the first array and cleared his mind, focused on that moment. That summer in the Cloud Recesses, the last one before the war.

major character death, canon-divergence, pov lan xichen, dead lan wangji, time-travel, not a fix-it, discipline whip, dark, angst, butterfly effect, cloud recesses study arc, ambiguous/open ending

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