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sasukimimochi · 1 year ago

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.✦ Blackened Wings. (Pt 1) - Happy Halloween!! 🦇

WC - 1080 ( .MDZS Bat flock AU✦. )

Summary: The siege of burial mounds was set, but upon arrival none were found- all belongings left behind besides the clothes on their backs and Wei Wuxian's scripts. When there is nothing else left behind and no traces to find, what more is there to do than move on?

Timeline: Post first siege on the timeline. Wens/WWX did not die in the seige, and are completely off the map.

Prompt 26, for my Writing/Drawing Challenge- Animal.

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Lan Wangji had been spending a great amount of time with the bats that had chosen to roost under his roof- he knew it wasn’t good practice to be in close contact with them, but he felt especially attached to them since they showed up not too long after Wei Wuxian’s and the Wens disappearance.

He was, of course, distraught. Absolutely devastated and worried- but he was very much wounded, so what could he do in such a state? When he went there to see, there really had been nothing left of them. All of their belongings were still there besides the clothes that were likely still on their backs, and Wei Wuxian’s inventions.

The assumption was, despite months of searching, that they had all died, ran away, or the most nausea inducing, been secretly done away with or decided to die together on their own terms. There was just no evidence, nothing- it was like they were spirited away.

Like they never existed.

Lan Wangji had drank that night. So much so that he thought he might disappear too- his brother had brought him home safely though, somehow.

He’d spent the next few nights trying to sneak out, being brought home and at one point even restrained- his family didn’t want him to go on a search for someone they considered evil, but especially when injured and having no leads- he didn’t care. However all he was allowed was time sitting on his deck, the night sky all he had to keep himself from going completely out of touch.

He could remember stories that Wei Wuxian told him as he looked at the stars- how he hoped his parents were two of those very ancient lights watching over him- on a long past anniversary of his mother’s passing.

And then…they came from that sky.

A somewhat large, black and red bat with a group of small white bats- he hadn’t ever seen the small white kind before, but the larger one looked kind of like a flying fox. It was large, but it wasn’t as big as some he’d seen- which made him think it was a different breed than those he’d seen in the past. Its wingspan was impressive, but its body was smaller than a cat’s. The small ones could fit in his palm if they allowed him to hold them, with sunburst orange details and dark gray wings, accented by that same golden color mixed with a light, delicate red on the outer fold of their wings. The smallest of them had an especially brilliant hue and a lovely fluffy white coat, and was the friendliest of the bunch. A baby, he presumed.

He’d focused on them, watching them hang from the beams and all huddle up inside the larger’s wings in what he assumed to be to stay warm. It was still chilly at night, and the white bats were quite small- and as they were white primarily they likely didn’t get a lot of heat retention. The larger bat though was the one who shivered. The smaller ones would huddle close, and eventually the larger one would fall asleep for a short time.

So he watched them, and stopped trying to run away. For some reason the bats stuck around, and one of the smaller ones especially loved to fly over to him and hang off his robes, sit on his shoulder or on his head. The larger one would quickly follow as if worried, but would stay as well when treated to pets and figs. It turned out even the smaller ones ate fruit as well, which he found unusual. He’d never met such small bats that didn’t eat insects and rather ate fruit.

It became his reason to keep going day to day, the only reason he didn’t rush off with his injured body looking for the one he loved. He had to stay here as long as he was injured, but he felt the time was easier now, spending time with his bats.

“A-Ying,” Lan Wangji whispered to the large bat, watching as its head turned to him expectantly. These bats were so smart, and the little things this one did reminded him of all the cute characteristics Wei Wuxian had. Rubbing its nose with its wing, tilting its head when told something curious. He still remembered the angry flapping accompanying a quite squeaky, chittery shriek the bat had made when his uncle had gotten too close to the little white bat. Those two seemed bonded, despite the little one appearing to have some sort of family amongst the other white bats left.

“Is it alright if I name your little one too?” Lan Wangji asked softly, watching as it leaned forward to give him a little lick on the nose with its soft little tongue. He exhaled quietly like an attempt of a laugh despite the exhaustion, listening to the soft mewling and chirps that sounded like real laughter to him.

“What about ‘Sizhui’?”

The bat moved its head back as if it truly understood the words, mouth slightly ajar with its head tilting ever so slightly and eyes wide- as if he was looking into his heart with those dark eyes.

“It is from a poem…do you want to hear?”

The bat chittered quietly in response.

“Yearning for but cannot chase after you, longing for someday when you will return.” He looked outside briefly, where the bats usually were roosting. The bats however were roosting in the corner of his room where it was warm, except for the littlest one currently hooked into his lapels. “It loosely means ‘chasing memories’, or another: ‘to yearn for’.” He gently scratched under the large bat’s jaw, watching its ears vibrate with happiness to the affection, but still stare at him so closely. It was unusual to see the bat this focused.

“Do you like it?”

The bat gently booped their noses together and wiggled its ears again, the soft little clicks bringing the corner of his mouth up, however tired it was. “Little Sizhui then.”

He paused, remembering the boy that followed at Wei Wuxian’s heels. He called the boy little radish, didn’t he? He missed them so much…

He hadn’t realized he had started to drift to sleep until he felt something soft gently wiping away the tears he hadn’t known he shed. His eyes cracked open just slightly, and he could have sworn he saw pale anthracite blue looking back at him.

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Hope you guys enjoy Halloween! I took time to finish most of chapter 28 instead of working on the second part for this, but just so you know its basically a second perspective with perhaps a bit more addition. It'll be for prompt 18 "Love."! I will hopefully have another part to show you guys before long, but for now i hope you enjoy this ! 🦇 💖

I did a very quick sketch with it, but I apologize cuz it doesn't look too great hahaha I'm just trying to get ahead so I can't spend time on side stuff too much. HAPPY HALLOWEEN! eat lots of candy and enjoy some halloween movies etcetc!!

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Read More MDZS stuff I've written or look at more MDZS stuff I've drawn in my masterpost! ❤

Random Information about this au:

WWX turned himself and the Wens into bats together to “disappear”. The bats start roosting under the edge of the Jingshi roof in the corner and LWJ watches them during his recovery days. He thinks it's in his head that two of them remind him of wwx & wy but doesn't care - he protects them now, and even a bit of the vice versa.

WWX is a fruit bat (I felt like a flying fox would be too big), and the wens are Honduran white bats. They are seen as a flock, despite WWX presenting as a different breed. They CAN change at will, except for Wen Yuan which WWX keeps tight control of because he’s a kid and accidents can happen. They don’t though, so the Lans assume they are all just regular bats that have taken a liking to the Jingshi roofing.

(Extra: convo excerpts when developing, it won't be completely cohesive):

Sasu: Someone is mean to LWJ (forcing him to accept liquor, etc etc) bat wwx pops out and starts squeaking at them from inside his lapels. It scares em off (works almost everytime).

A-Yuan is still little so he stays on LWJs shoulder half the time (tucked under wwx wing the rest of the time).

Yuyu: “Pristine cultivator Hanguang-Jun” chilling in front of his uncle who’s seething. Cause there’s two bats on his nephew; One is chewing his ribbon.

Yuyu: Would be funny if only wwx was the big bat and all the wens and a-yuan were just-

A tiny mob of fluffs under his wing

Sasu: jfhshfjfj beautiful, I like the idea. Maybe not a flying fox size cuz that's huuuuuuge but fruit bat. still big enough!

Yuyu: Everyone in Gusu just sighs as they now not only got “totally not pets” bunnies but bats too. Wangji privilege smh

I like to imagine Qiren is like….slightly afraid of the larger bat

Sasu: all the Lans start to like the small bat flock tho cuz the big one brings bugs and fruits to the small ones

they also don't poop there which is a plus xD

I'm sure they wouldn't like guano on Gusu paths

Yuyu: Omg.

Maybe one of the smaller bats got stuck in Qiren’s closets or something

And well….

Qiren might explode

Sasu: jfhsgdjfb LMAO LWJ is just like “why did you close them in there” and just babies the bat and feeds it a berry or smth

Yuyu: The lost bat was a-yuan ಥ_ಥ Hence wwx was just panicking flying everywhere

Sasu: I think wwx woulda led them to the closet and just sqUEAK

Qiren: "no u cant get in there!" but then heard the other squeaks gjhsgxjf

LWJ just following them around like what's wrong and that's how he ends up on the scene jfjshdhf much bat cuddles after that

Yuyu: wlskjheiocewin one day LWJ just full on cuddles bat wwx like a plushy and wwx bat is just (a bunch of flustered emojis) And all the other bats are just looking at him from the other side of the room like e u e

Sasu: HAHAHAHA they know they for sure know- god I'm dying a little imagining LWJ petting wwx slowly while he's going to sleep like he's a cat (and falls asleep with his hand on him)

Yuyu: God imagine if that’s how he poofs back into a human- /jk

Sasu: ignshdjfn fruits basket style. imagine he wakes up and sees the bat replaced with wwx nods

Yuyu: Wwx has not dared to move all night

Sasu: wwx panic shifts back into a bat and LWJ wonders if he was seeing things

Yuyu: Just eyes his water next to his bed all suspiciously……"did i accidentally drink"

Sasu: hfhsbdjd - he starts calling the bat a-ying (cuz wei ying would be too on point) and the bat seems a little flighty so he's like ‘did i catch smth’ nfhshdjjf he's sus but also doubtful haha ‘maybe i offended him’

aw but imagine he like recognizes mannerisms in bat wwx that human wwx would do, like rubbing his wing over his nose a lot, having human like expression and these squeaks that seem like laughter (and he of course gets scary or protective depending on who he's with) so he act like air puppy sometimes or shows his teeth at other times and he likes to wrap his wings over LWJs shoulders to have a full body rest

Yuyu: A living blanket

Sasu: mn, living blanket with claws

Yuyu: Lwj has learned not to voice this opinion out loud or the bat gets upset (A puppy! Of all things)

Sasu: kfhsgzcjfj hahaha- that’s just the term for fruit bats they’re nicknamed air puppies. I don't think LWJ would call him that, maybe some juniors tho haha

Yuyu: Jingyi

Sasu: pft haha Jingyi bonds with bat a-yuan nods the bat LWJ personally named Sizhui because he is small and reminds him of the little boy wwx once cared for owo

so a-yuan is a shoulder bat for Jingyi a lot when he's in his kid years

Jingyi says he's his best friend and has to be convinced to leave the bat at home when training dnhdgshsj

Yuyu: Mo Xuanyu lives in this? I can imagine him being absolutely infatuated with the bats, also hilarious if he looks at wwx bat for like 1 min and is just ... leans in whispering, Yiling Patriarch!?

Sasu: wwx, internally: that's my name don't wear it out

wwx, outside: angry bat flutters

how would he recognize tho

vkjdhdj hahaha

Yuyu: Haah love bats, wonderful stuff

Sasu: Bats are the best (❁´◡`❁) ❤

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impatiencegyu · 1 year ago

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Wei Ying, Wen Qing and A-Yuan

Some context before we start! This is set in the Hogwarts universe, just retaining the sects and clans and the type of magic (don't think too hard about it, I'm confused too). Wen Ruohan used to be Minister of Magic, now it's Jin Guangshan. He's oppressing the cultivation world, especially the innocent Dafan Wens. A-Yuan is a baby and is not at all involved, and Wen Qing has to save him somehow, even if she can't save everyone.

"A-Yuan, you've been awfully quiet all this time! Did Qing-jiejie tell you off for something?" Wei Ying smiles at A-Yuan ruffling his hair as he fake-glares at Wen Qing with a hand on her wrist.

"Qing-jie, I've told you to not be too hard on him. It is this poor mother that suffers when his child is hurt!"

Wen Qing rolls her eyes so hard it hurts, before slapping his hand away. "This is not the time for your dramatics, Wei Ying. You know more than anyone how serious this is."

She watches Wei Ying's smile falter at the edges, before he smiles even wider than before.

"Aiya, jiejie, you worry too much about everything! See, we have to be carefree and calm about such things! Nothing's going to—"

"I don't remember you being this carefree when Jiang Cheng lost his core."

Wen Qing watches the blow burn across Wei Ying's face, and ignores how her heart hurts when his smile drops and his eyes harden.

"Please keep your voice down, Wen Qing. I don't want the whole pub knowing, gods." Wei Ying's voice is colder now as he leans back in his seat. "And, besides, as one bad leader falls, another rises. It's natural. I don't understand why you're so terrified of this. If it was Wen Ruohan before, it's Jin Guangshan now. There's not much we can do about it except being careful, is there?"

"You say it so easily," Wen Qing snaps, "He's killing people, Wei Ying! He's killing more people in a day than Wen Ruohan did in a week! And yet, no one will raise a hand against him because the ones who are being killed are us. Even when we did nothing."

Wei Ying laughs, a dark humorless chuckle that startles A-Yuan, before raising his hand nonchalantly. "Isn't this hand enough? I'm not letting him do shit anymore, jie. As long as you don't decide to throw yourselves at his feet, you'll be okay. I will—"

"Exactly, you idiot. That's what I've been trying to tell you for the past few minutes. Don't help us. Go back to the Muggle world, help Jiang Cheng set Lotus Pier straight. If you can't do that, go somewhere else, experiment with your dark arts. Or, just go to Gusu. Lan Zhan, you know he is—"

"This is not about Lan Zhan, is it?" Wei Ying snaps, slamming his wand down on the table. "Don't bring him into this. He's already done too much for me, lying to the Aurors and what not. I don't want to burden him more. Lan Zhan doesn't deserve that."

Wen Qing inhales roughly, gripping him hard by the wrist. "Lower your voice, you're scaring A-Yuan."

A-Yuan stares back and forth between them, eyes wide with fear. Wen Qing watches Wei Ying's eyes soften, and something akin to self-hatred fills his eyes as he goes to say something, but she beats him to it.

"You say Lan Zhan has done too much for you, and you can't let him do anymore for you. It's the same for us, Wei Ying. You've done too much for us. You've taken your own life apart for us. What if you have to go to Azkaban, what then? Who will protect us if you go away and they all turn on us? I can't even save myself — how am I going to save all of us? This is why I say it's better if we just—"

"You will not surrender to that man, jie." Wei Ying's voice rings like thunder in the small booth, "I won't let you do that. You've all— you can't do that to everyone. They are all—"

"Wei Ying," Wen Qing interjects, eyes teary as she stares at him helplessly. "This is the only way. The only young people with us is me and A-Ning. The grannies and uncles are all ready to go with us. This is the only way. We're not scared to die, none of us are. If all this mess ends if we die, then we'll do just that. We'll go to him."

"Jie," A tear slides down Wei Ying's cheek as he holds on to her hand desperately, "Jie, you can't do this to me."

"This is the only way, brother. And as for A-Yuan," She smiles reassuringly at A-Yuan, who, surprisingly, doesn't smile back, "I'll find a way before we leave."

"I'm not letting you do this," Wei Ying says in a determined voice. "I won't let you do this. We'll find a way, jie, I can't just let you—"

"I'm sorry, Wei Ying," is all the warning he gets before Wen Qing points her wand at him.

"Jie?" Wei Ying's voice is laced with betrayal and confusion, as he stares back and forth between her and the wand.

Wen Qing closes her eyes, gritting her teeth as she holds back tears and whispers, "Stupefy!"

Wei Ying's eyes widen once, before closing, as he falls down on the table with a soft thud. Wen Qing ignores the tears streaming down her face as she takes out the adoption papers and the ink, quickly pressing Wei Ying's thumb against it.

"Jiejie," A-Yuan calls, crying as well, "Will Xian-gege be okay?"

"Yes, he will, love, as long as you are with him. You remember what I said, don't you?" Wen Qing crouches down to his level, ruffling his hair. "You are going to live with your Xian-gege from now. Take care of him. Take care of yourself. Be good, and convince your gege to go see your Rich-gege, alright?"

A-Yuan nods, rubbing his tears away. "Jiejie, will I see you again?"

Wen Qing smiles sadly, kissing his forehead, "Maybe, love, maybe."

She then turns to Wei Ying, knocked out on the table, and presses a kiss to his forehead too.

"Wei Ying, my little brother," Wen Qing sighs, tears falling into his long hair. "Jiejie's sorry, yeah? I know you said you'd raise him, but not like this, ever. This is the only way we can save him if we are gone. I'm sorry, A-Ying. Jiejie's so, so sorry."

Then she turns away, manages a smile at A-Yuan, and gives the papers to him. "Give these to your gege, okay?"

He nods again, not crying anymore, but Wen Qing knows that look on his face. Determined, as if given a great responsibility. An expression too old to be on that young face. The same expression she had seen on Wei Ying's face when he first offered to help them.

Wen Qing bites down her tears, embracing A-Yuan hard once more before leaving.

She doesn't look back.

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