#zhanyi au

[rainy19days]

I've just read that NASA locked four volunteers into a year-long Mars simulation...

I can't help but think it would be a great tianshan and zhanyi au.

[escapisminacan]

I was looking at the 19days fanfics on AO3, and I was lowkey so shocked there was no zombie AU, and so this is how I think it would go:

1.MGS and He Tian would be fighters, ZZX would be in charge of getting resources, and JY would be a base protector (tbh I'm not 100% sure about these)

2. Jian Yi's feelings of being alone getting worse

3. ZZX and MGS worried about their families probably dying, so idk maybe they go out and try to find them

4. He Cheng probably took them all in, which causes familial drama for He Tian since he despises being there (in my opinion this makes the most sense, however it is a bit less interesting since it means they are all safe, I like reading about near-death experiences lol)

5. If turning into zombies is a slow process, say a week or two, and one of the boys get bit, the others would go haywire in trying to find a cure, and honestly in my mind Jian Yi would be bit, because he's the slowest.

6. Either there is a happy ending with a cure, or a sad ending where Jian Yi gets progressively more ill after being bit, and before the disease overtakes his body, he kills himself because he doesn't want to become a monster and attack the others. The remaining three can't handle it, but especially ZZX. He would be so grief stricken to the point he would also take his life. I think Tianshan would live a few more years, but they get attacked by a hoard or something and since there is no cure they choose to die painlessly, and also kill themselves.

[a-tian]

I wonder where the new art is in the timeline? Mo Guanshan’s wounds look different but he’s got the same outfit as in middle school, same with He Tian. But, there’s no way Momo’s neck wound is healed so fast, and there are hints that it’s actually been turned into a scar in the future. Also, Jian Yi has his glasses and Zhanyi have completely new outfits on, so I’m more inclined to think it’s college era. Maybe it’s not in canon and is some sort of soft AU art :P

[mopillow]

Do u know any 19 days x titanic au?

No sorry,I’m not that much into historical fanfics although maybe you mean the movie?? Fun fact I never watched that one 😅, I do know that the guy was nice with the supposedly rich girl who was actually poor guess this fic would fit Zhanyi right?

Let’s imagine for a second Jian Yi who gets engaged to a rich dude that he doesn’t love because of family circumstances, no idea who can be the rich guy because it can’t be HT since the character doesn’t fit his personality mmm original character it is or She Li because why not, meets Zhan Zhen Yi who shows him a new way to see life, they fall in love and image a beautiful life together, who cares about the money problem they can figure this out they belong together, all is set then they’re going to elope as soon as they reach port but unfortunately there’s an iceberg who has different plans, I think the movie goes like that, honestly have no idea, wish I could be of more help

[johnmalevolent]

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osananajimi/childhood friends. so good in any genre. i see the childhood friend character in shows and visual novels, i go crazy. SNS is good. Ano Hana is good. Your Lie in April is good. Shoka Sonjuku is good. Wowo & RL is good. TMA? Make it an AU. its also probably the reason im still reading 19 Days even after all this years (ZhanYi)

[pack-the-pack]

I don't even know if there's a big overlap between the A/B/O fandom and 19 days Fandom. But I have a, maybe, controversial take:

I think Mo Guanshan is a Beta.

I know everybody loves making him an Omega, I just think he's not.

1 - I think He Tian would be an extra gay bitch no matter the AU, and I don't consider Omega x Alpha to be "gay" within universe. So basically I think he would not be attracted to Omegas.

2 - Momo is not very Omega-like either? I'm not saying you have to be feminine to be an Omega, that's not what I mean. What I mean is he's just so..... Ordinary? Hahahahaha idk how else to put it. He's just a normal dude with a heart of gold.

And that's not to diss Betas and say they're nothing special. Momo is very special and dear to all of us. But idk he just lacks the Omega component for me, the X element that makes me go "oh yea, Alpha" or "Oh, total Omega!".

That's just my opinion tho, tell me what you think. You think Lil' Mo is 100% Omega and I'm just missing the plot?

[zhanyes]

19 days social media au where they already formed a band and they're rising in popularity. Queue some pining and a dash of angst while trying to get together. This is pretty much the boys' normal shenanigans but as a band featuring disaster tianshan, childhoodfriends-to-lovers zhanyi, platonic bros™ tianyi, tired guanxi, and support group 19 days.

read next part here! (2), (3), (4), (5), (6), (7), (8), (9), (10), (11), (11.5) (12), (13), (14), (15)

[19dayz]

19 Days “One Day” band headcanons

“We’re not a boy band”// “Yeah were a man band.

Mo doesn’t talk during interviews and fans make edits of everything Mo has ever said in an interview cause it’s not much.

Jian Yi bows then waves with both hands when being introduced

Zhan Zheng Xi does a small wave

He Tian blows a kiss

And Mo does a peace sign or rock and roll symbol or I love you in sign language

Mo Guan Shan is always put in charge of making plans to hang out cause apparently no one can do it without alerting the press where they’re going. “Yes Zhan Zheng Xi that’s a public post not a private message.”

Jian Yi is in charge of the videos they post. But he’s on thin ice.

He Tian loves to respond to flirty message but answers them as if they’re real questions. “Wow he tian you were so hot last night at the concert” //“Of course I was hot. I was performing and the stadium doesn’t have a good cooling system”

Mo answers real questions. “What’s your inspiration for the new album” and things like that.

Jian Yi always spoils whatever they’re doing so they have to monitor him when they’re trying to keep something low key

Zhan Zheng Xi post videos of his drumming and makes people guess what songs he’s playing

Guan Shan is in charge of heir lives. But he just sits there staring at the screen until everyone else comes on and he sucks at adding them so the live starts with 10 minutes of awkward silence all the time. The fans think it’s cute.

He tian always answers last even though he’s in the same room as Mo. He stays there looking at the notifications and Mo’s annoyed face

Mo and Zhan write most of the lyrics

Jian Yi thinks of the tunes. He’s always humming.

He Tian is actually really good at putting it together to make a song. And adding that one thing that’s missing.

They always match at award shows

Mo tries not to, but they find out what Mo is wearing and match with him anyways.

Even if he puts off finding his outfit till the last minute they still find a way to match with him.

Mo never takes off his shirt. Fans think he has an ugly scar or he’s hiding a bunch or tattoos to go with his bad boy image. But in reality he’s just shy.

Their PR team only allows Mo to curse twice in a song. But he can’t curse in every song in the whole album.

Zhan Zheng Xi has the highest and lightest voice.

Jian Yi had the deepest and lowest voice.

Mo has been banned multiple times from social media for cursing

Despite never saying anything in interviews. They always make Mo do the thank you speeches when getting an award.

Or if they’re presenting an award they make him say most of it.

[blitzdrake]

Wild thoughts “Practical magic” 19 days AU where Mo and Jian Yi are cousins of a famous witch family in town. Complete with wishing for impossible true loves, a murderous ex She Li turned undead monster. And officers He Tian and Xixi hot on the tail of now corpse She Li.

[escapisminacan]

Camping AU where Zhanyi go up in the mountains and they have separate tents but Jian Yi forgot his sleeping bag so Zhang Zheng Xi has to begrudgingly let him slide in his. Thing is, the sleeping bag is too narrow, and so in the morning Jian Yi's body is covering ZZX's and his head is tucked underneath ZZX's chin so they could actually fit

[caa-f]

I’ve been in desperate need to see if I’ve ACTUALLY been improving or just fuckin around but I feel much better now 😌

Here’s zhanyi with stubble from many moons ago - I had a specific headcanon but now I can’t remember

[thoughtfulturtleprincess]

I love how we were talking about the 19 days actors AU and now the characters are going to be in a skit, so their dynamic in the skit can be contrasted with their dynamic as characters, which can then be contrasted with our HCs of what the actors would be like in the actors AU

actors AU-ception!!

[writesfic]

19 days - xianxia au (part 1)

summary: xianxia/immortal heroes au. jian yi and zheng xi of the yue sect have been investigating a series of massacres. two strangers that claim to be investigating the same show up on scene. they agree to cooperate, but all four have secrets they wish to keep to themselves.

this has been a long time coming ... its way too long to post in full, so its going to be in a few parts - bear with me!

The scene they stumble upon is gruesome. Bodies piled and slashed apart in careless macabre. Yue Jian Guang (birth name: Yue Yi) winces, covers his nose with the hem of his sleeve.

Yue Zheng Zhan (birth name: Yue Xi) is standing adjacent. His usually impassive face looks grave.

“Jian Yi,” he says, nickname flowing easy off his tongue, “this is no ordinary murder.”

Jian Yi nods, flipping bodies gingerly over to study the rictus on their faces, the veins of black and blue bruises, “look at the markings; signs of a strong, dark cultivation wounds on the body. I wonder if it's the Tiangou.”

Zheng Xi is about to reply, but there is a scuffle of sound he cannot locate. He tenses, pulls at Jian Yi’s arm, “there’s someone here.”

“Interesting train of thought,” a voice from above, “but completely wrong.”

Twin gold eyes swivel upward, and there is a man lying across the roof, casually overseeing the bloody tableau. Eyes glow faintly red in the dark, a curved smile on his lips.

Zheng Xi’s brows furrow and unsheathes his sword wordlessly, the sound of metal drawing from the sheath a sharp ripple in the air, silencing the chirp of cicadas. The hot summer air swells with cultivation energy, heated with anticipated violence.

Jian Yi takes the bait, asks, “and why do you say that?”

The stranger smirks, before rising and flipping off the roof to meet them neatly below. His cultivation energy emanates from him, rich and dark - dangerous. On closer inspection, his hair is tied up neatly with a rich, sky-blue ribbon.

“Because,” he continues, “I’ve been following the trail of murders for a while, from out of town. If it were the Tiangou’s doing, it would be a monthly occurrence; rather, these incidents have been cropping up sporadically, each spree ranging two weeks to five or so.”

“My,” Jian Yi says, though the appall is clearly for show, “you sure know an awful lot about these murders.”

The dark haired cultivator dips his head in acknowledgement, “and rightly so. I’ve been sent to find the culprit behind these killings. My travelling partner and I have been following in their path, ever since the Orchid Month.”

Jian Yi raises a hand to stay Zheng Xi, who sheathes his sword reluctantly.

“Jian Guang from the Yue Sect,” he introduces himself with a formal bow, before turning to Zheng Xi, “this is my zongguan, Yue Zheng Zhan.”

He greets both formally, “I am Qing Gu.”

Then, rounding the corner, a man with light hair dressed in simple green fabric, a pipa hovering at his waist.

Without preamble, he stumbles past the bodies, headed straight for the stranger, before socking him in the arm without any attire, he snaps, “what did I tell you about running off ahead?”

He Tian winces entirely for show, before inclining his head towards the new arrival, smiles, “only ever for good reasons, Mo Zai.” He gestures to Jian Yi and Zheng Xi, “this is the travel partner I spoke of.”

“Mo Guan Yang,” he offers briefly, bowing to Childe Yue.

Mo questions, “are you two investigating the murders as well?”

Jian Yi assents, “since these are the outer boundaries of Yue land, we’ve been sent to investigate.”

Mo nods, “we’ve been contracted to investigate. As far as we know, the murders started out in Tu Shan and headed West.”

“We have reason to assume it is the same perpetrator,” He Tian follows, before kneeling to examine the bodies, “the cultivation technique used is extremely dark and not easy to replicate. The bruising is identical each time.”

Zhan Xi nods, pleased by how forthcoming the two are, “have you got any other leads yet?”

Mo nods, “a few.”

Jian Yi takes the initiative, says, “come, let us discuss this in a more pleasant setting. I will send my men to clear out the pavilion and dispose of bodies.”

Jian Yi leads the way, familiar with his own city, and ends up in an inn, which is booked out for their privacy and comfort. They sit across dishes of warm cuisine, fragrant with the trademark spices and produce of the Yue’s land.

During the meal, it is divulged that the perpetrator is going after small Sects, slaughtering them indiscriminately with the unique cultivation art.

Yi: “this type of cultivation is not unheard of in Yue borders.”

Mo raises an eyebrow, “so you know of this cultivation style.”

Zheng Xi nods, “this is an ancient practice, practically unheard of and almost considered a myth in some texts. It is an art of blood and flesh cultivation, inundating flesh or body with tainted blood to possess the dead.”

“And you think this could possibly be an attempt at doing so?” Mo asks, hushed.

Jian Yi shrugs, “not necessarily. There are bamboo scrolls that document the influence of the Tiangou and how he can reanimate corpses by tainting corpses with its bite. It’s not necessary that the deaths are on days of solstice.”

Mo’s eyes dart to He Tian, almost as if for confirmation, but then land back on Jian Yi with an exasperated roll, “rather than pinning the murders on an overrated, mythical dog; we should focus on the more likely option, that a human perpetrator is behind all this.”

He Tian shoots him a glance, a curve on lips, and agrees, “he’s right. Especially because we found this at the scene.”

Mo procures a gold brooch, intricately designed with jade crescents, emblazoning the trademark symbol of the Yue Sect. Jian Yi receives it. It’s uniquely familiar. His fingers tremble as they clutch the brooch.

The significant gaze shared between the Yue companions is not lost on He Tian, and his gaze sharpens.

Jian Yi nods heavily, “I concede, this is only something you could find produced in Yueling.”

Under the low table, Zheng Xi’s hand lingers at his wrist. A warning for restraint. Jian Yi’s face scrunches minutely, like he’s tamping the urge to roll his eyes.

“However, it is not a brooch I am familiar with,” Jian Yi pushes it back towards He Tian across the table, “I apologise. I cannot be of much help.”

He Tian waits for a beat, realizes no more information is forthcoming, before tucking the brooch back into his sleeve.

“We’re all in the dark,” He Tian agrees.

Jian Yi’s teeth clench, and Zheng Xi’s hand under the table has tightened around his wrist.

Mo huffs, bows begrudgingly, “please do let us know if you have any more information as to our only lead. Otherwise, we shall take our leave for the night. Childe Yue, Yue zongguan.”

Out of their sight, Jian Yi’s fingers come up to curl around Zheng Xi’s. His amber eyes are wide and liquid. Zheng Xi’s jaw clenches.

“You think...it’s him?” Jian Yi asks, hushed.

Zheng Xi nods tightly, “the brooch...there’s no mistaking it.”

---

The next day, the four reconvene at the doorstep of the inn.

“We’ve got a new lead,” Mo says. Our scout group has spotted an offender lingering at one of the scenes of murder and apprehended him.”

“Convenient,” Zheng Xi comments succinctly.

Jian Yi perks up at the development, “thank god we met you two. Where is he held?”

“Just a few lis beyond the city gate. Word is, he was headed for the capital.”

Jian Yi smiles, “lead the way, Guan Yang.”

The way there is just under half a shichen. During, He Tian finds out exactly why Zheng Zhan is such a reticent man. Jian Yi is more than happy to do most of the talking.

Mo is caught between weary and flattered as Jian Yi inquires about his pipa.

“I wish I could learn an instrument but my fingers aren’t suited to it at all. I’m perfectly fine swinging a sword around all day but the instrument strings always give me bad blisters,” he splays his hands out in front of him as if inviting Mo to inspect.

Jian Yi continues without waiting for Mo’s reply, “maybe I’m just not built out for string instruments. But I think I’d manage another instrument well, like...the bianzhong!”

Mo chokes, “there’s a reason why no one uses the bianzhong as a spiritual instrument! How are you going to carry that around?”

Jian Yi taps his chin, “you don’t think it’d be impressive? Flying into view with a rack of bells behind me?”

“You’d look like a golden peacock,” He Tian adds.

“A cool golden peacock, though,“ Jian Yi wheedles.

Zheng Xi gives Jian Yi a look at that comment, and meets He Tian’s knowing look. Zheng Xi freezes, clearing his throat and averting his eyes.

“We’re close by,” Mo says, and they all quieten.

A man comes up to them. He is dressed sharply, hair trimmed short at the front in a buzzcut.

Mo greets him and explains without prompt, “he’s an associate of our contractor.”

The man nods and shows them into a room. The windows are boarded up, and the room is littered with protective talismans for security.

A lone chair is all that stands in the room and the apprehended man is tied fastly, cowering in the seat. A single look and it's clear - he isn’t the main perpetrator behind all this.

Mo, used to conducting interrogation, wastes no time in summoning the pipa to his chest. He plucks a sinister piece on his pipa to wilter his spirit. He Tian draws a cultivation symbol and sends it forward. The perpetrators chair is kicked back on two legs until he’s dangling precariously, ready to tip over at any moment.

Jian Yi and Zheng Xi look uneasy, but remain silent observers.

“Why did you go back to the scene?” He Tian asks.

“I was ordered to find something, a brooch!” the man cries out.

“And who hired you to do so?”

The man is trembling with fear, but his lips tighten.

He Tian snarls, “I don’t think you understand the situation. You’re at our mercy right now. What we can do to you is far worse than what he’s promised.”

The man looks up to stare at He Tian, angry despair in his eyes, “my family will be slaughtered... please, have mercy.”

Jian Yi steps out of the shadows and the man balks at his attire. The flickering light of the wicker behind Jian Yi illuminates the golden guan on his head, bright like the moon.

“Childe Yue…” he gasps, bowing.

Jian Yi closes his eyes, a little like regret, but they harden, “we need a name.”

“...I don’t know his name,” the man says after a long silence.

He Tian steps forward, but Zheng Xi raises a hand to bar him access.

“He gave me an alias: She.”

All flinch as the melody from the pipa falters in disharmony. Occupants of the room turn to regard Mo, and He Tian is alarmed to find him white as a sheet.

“She Li,” Mo whispers.

“Where did you meet him? How did he contact you for the job?” He Tian demands.

“Something’s wrong with him,” Zheng Xi warns, observing a few paces back.

The man trembles, limbs jerking, before gagging. From his parted mouth, a corporeal, albino cobra with ruby eyes darts out into the open, lunging at He Tian and sinking its teeth into his forearm.

Zheng Xi, who had been anticipating conflict, unsheathes his sword the fastest and cuts the snake clean into half. It writhes and howls, but evaporates like smoke.

Mo is the first to move. Fingers peel back He Tian’s sleeve to show the two puncture wounds. He Tian isn’t bleeding, but a dark energy emanates from the gash.

“A-he…”

Fingers find the strings again, and begin to play a piece for Healing.

Zheng Xi turns to Mo, do you know if your...contractor can send someone to tend to Qing Gu?”

Mo nods, “I will ask.”

He Tian shakes his head in dissent, “I don’t require it. I will heal.”

Mo snaps, “stop being so stubborn for once and see the healer!”

He Tian shakes his head again, gingerly rising to his feet, “no need. I refuse.”

Mo glowers.

“Xi-xi,” Jian Yi beckons, “come look at his eyes.”

Zheng Xi crouches and observes where Jian Yi has pulled the man’s eyelids apart. The cornea is a milky white while the sclera is reddish with bruised blood.

“The snake had been using him as a host for a while. He’s been sustaining internal injury,” Zheng Xi surmises.

“She Li must know we’re investigating him,” Mo says tiredly, one arm around He Tian as support. “Spirit animals usually have scrying abilities.”

They stumble back to the inn wearily, and settle down to eat.

The mood isn’t half as lighthearted as it was yesterday night. Mo is more preoccupied with feeding He Tian than eating himself. Zheng Xi picks at his food.

“Guan Yang… who is She Li?” Zheng Xi asks.

He Tian answers when Mo takes too long to respond, “he’s a particularly violent rogue cultivator. We’ve had conflicts with him in the past.”

“Are you certain he is the perpetrator?” Jian Yi asks.

Mo inhales sharply, “I wasn’t. Not until I saw that snake. It’s his… I remember it.”

He Tian sways slightly, and Mo puts an arm around to steady him. He regards the two Yue Sect members, “please excuse us - I should tend to A-he’s wounds.”

“Thank you,” Mo says.

He Tian shrugs, “I am injured, in case you’ve forgotten.”

Mo smiles, “as if I could forget.”

Mo is halfway through a piece on the pipa, the harmonic interludes of the healing energy swelling in the room, when He Tian calls his name.

He stops playing, sits down beside He Tian on the bed, “how are you feeling?”

“Your playing has healed me,” He Tian says, but Mo knows he isn’t telling him something - he isn’t looking him in the eyes.

“What is it?”

“Feed me the medication?”

Mo has half a heart to complain, but He Tian looks convincingly weak. Mo doesn’t want him burning himself. He lifts the steeping pouch of medicinal herbs from the steaming water, and ladles the liquid medicine into a serving bowl.

“You’re really feeding me?” He Tian asks.

“If you keep talking I’ll stop,” Mo threatens.

He Tian merely hums. Mo takes a spoonful of medicine to his lips and waits for He Tian to take it. He drinks.

“Will you finally tell me what this medicine is for?” Mo asks.

“I’ve told you countless times.”

“When will you tell me the truth,” Mo amends.

He Tian is silent. He lowers his gaze, “I don’t think you want to know. I think you would hate me.”

Mo stares, “I already hate you.”

He Tian laughs, pained, “hate me even more, then.”

Mo shakes his head, “you’re hard to get along with, a skirt chaser, and two-faced. But I know you in spite of all that; I know what you’re scared of. I won’t abandon you. Even if you tell me something I don’t want to hear.”

He Tian’s face is blank, like he’s trying to decide what mask to put on next.

“Alright.” He says simply, “can I have more medicine?”

Mo slams the spoon down onto the table, cursing, “damn you. Feed yourself.”

“Just leave it alone,” He Tian snaps.

Mo laughs, bitter, “you never tell me anything.”

There’s a frantic knocking at their door.

Both sit up. Eyes wide. Mo answers the door.

“Childe Yue was abducted,” Zheng Xi says, frantic.

The chamber is found in disarray. Adjacent to the doorway, the window frame hangs limply, wooden bars snapped clean.

Mo walks over to the window frame and draws a spirit stone from his pouch. Upon activation, the stone glows verdant hot in his palm. Eyes shut in concentration, he senses traces of cultivation eastward. The capital.

He surfaces from investigation to find Zheng Xi with his dao sword at He Tian’s neck.

“Let him go.”

Zheng Xi’s eyes are dark, “it’s too much of a coincidence that Childe was kidnapped shortly after we met. What are the motives of the Tu Shan Sect and Ge Tian Sect heirs?”

“Not so gullible after all,” He Tian laughs.

“Tian He, stop antagonizing him!” Mo snaps, before addressing Zheng Xi, “we’re conducting an official investigation of the massacres. Yue Sect Leader specifically requested us to conduct our matters with discretion. If we meant you two any harm, we wouldn’t be so shortsighted as to stage an abduction while we’re here on record. We’re just as shocked about this as you are.”

Zheng Xi’s eyes narrow, “how can I confirm your word as truth?”

“I swear it,” Mo says, “on the name of my Sect.”

There’s a beat of tense silence, before Zheng Xi releases He Tian from the grip.

There’s a moment of deliberation, before Zheng Xi reveals, “I managed to place a tracing spell on Childe Yue. If you’re sincere, please help. The sun is setting and it will be harder to track their movements at night.”

Mo nods easily, sparing a worried glance at He Tian. He must still be weak from the bite.

He Tian must pick up on Mo’s worry, as he hastens to say, “please lead the way, Zheng Zhan.”

They follow the energy signal to a cemetery, a ways off from the nearest village. Whoever abducted the Childe did not want to be found. They stop in front of an underground crypt where the energy is strongest. Zheng Xi peers down into the entrance before gesturing them in.

“Sending us to the tiger’s mouth,” He Tian comments, but concedes, stepping forward fearlessly.

There are hushed voices from deeper within the crypt, but they must have tripped a silent alarm, for the voices quiet upon venturing further.

He Tian strains to hear them, but all is silent. Then, the sharp slice through the air alerts him, and he blocks with his sword, barely in time. He stares at his attacker.

“Ge?!”

“A-he? What are you doing here?” He Cheng asks angrily, lowering his sword.

Taking the momentary distraction, Zheng Xi pulls He Tian back by the hair, sword yet again at his neck. He Tian is getting a little tired of it.

“Where is Childe Yue?” Zheng Xi asks. The sword comes precariously close to He Tian’s skin.

He Cheng swallows, “this is a misunderstanding.”

“Where is he.”

The tone brooks no refute.

“He’s in the antechamber,” He Cheng replies, defeated.

Zheng Xi nods towards the room, “take him out here.”

“Zheng Xi!” Jian Yi gasps when he’s led out, the blindfold ripped from his eyes.

“Untie him.”

“Untie him yourself,” He Cheng says, then shoves Jian Yi at the two of them.

Tied up, Jian Yi flails, off balance. Zheng Xi sacrifices his grip on He Tian to catch Jian Yi, giving He Tian some time to duck out of his grip. However, as soon as Zheng Xi cuts Jian Yi’s rope, Jian Yi calls his sword forth and it emanates with righteous power. The crypt shudders and dust rains down on them.

They’re all left reeling from the blast, and Jian Yi wastes no time pressing forward in offence, sword swinging down at He Cheng who took the force of the blast. His attack is met with He Tian’s sword, obsidian and red accents crossing with the glint of gold. Jian Yi’s eyes widen. Look between the two of them, noting the similarities.

“Don’t,” he rasps, still weak from the bite. Blood trails at his lips from the prior blast and his sword hand is trembling under strain. “Please just go.”

Jian Yi shoots them a lost look, but retreats. Zheng Xi doesn’t look back.

Mo looks at He Tian, then He Cheng. Sighs.

He Cheng coughs weakly from under the rained rubble, and a second man emerges from the cave.

“Sorry I couldn’t help earlier. Couldn’t risk my brother recognising me,” the man says. The shape of his moonlight grin is familiar.

Mo stares up at the face of Childe Yue Jie Qiu, the first in line to the Yue Sect Leadership.

PART 2

[blekk-universe]

Victoriano Au

[bellona-owl]

Inspired by mafia au and Jian Yi in maid outfit.

[crowdom]

Ok, so, this is something I wrote a long time ago, but I wanted to switch to English, which is not my first language, and I think I wanted to show maybe Tianshan in the dynamic "doctor and soldier", I don't know, I think it's cool. and forgive me for possible mistakes, I even used the translator to help me with this.

EVERYTIME - part 1

The doors of the large hospital building were opened in a rush.

"Where do you think he was taken?"

The two men were hurriedly walking through the lobby.

"Emergency area, maybe"

"Couldn't you be more careful, Zhan?"

"I could if I wasn't paying attention to helping the kid"

"Help a thief you mean?" Laughed, shaking his head. Making the other look in his direction.

"You talk like you didn't do the same thing" He said

"Oh look, it must be there" Deviated from the subject pointing fast in the direction where nurses were. Treatment spaces, separated by curtains.

"Just when a break comes, it is not taken advantage of" Zheng Xi sighed as they approached.

"And whose idea was it to play the hero? I told you to stay out of it."

But they both knew that wasn't exactly an option. Apparently, soldiers don't have time off.

Zheng Xi did not respond. Didn't have to. Instead he followed a few steps ahead, passing by the people who worked there and looking for the boy among the white curtains.

He Tian followed behind with his hands in his pockets.

The day had been quiet until the moment they came across a robbery at a store near where they were. One moment they were on their day off, the next, stopping a coupon thief on a motorcycle, with plastic polka dot guns from the playhouse they were in.

Not even to get a thank you from the store owner. More concerned about the vehicle who fell along with the boy.

And to top it off he had stolen Zheng Xi's cell phone while He Tian wrote down on his arm "thief, do the most painful treatment possible." Unbelievable.

"Excuse me, can you tell me if a patient who was in a motorcycle accident came here?" Zheng Xi asked one of the young nurses there.

He Tian looked sideways, seeing if he could find any clues of the boy. Nothing.

"Oh, i'm so sorry. Are you the guardians?" She asked, then became more tense "The patient, he's gone..."

"What do you mean it's gone?" Zheng Xi frowned.

Great. He'd run away.

He Tian sighed, taking his cell phone out of his pocket. Dialing his friend's number and hoping that if the thief was still nearby, they could hear. What, please, was foolish, he wasn't going to be there. But it didn't hurt to try.

He waited for a failed call.

And he was surprised by a ringing. And it came from behind.

But it wasn't the kid.

It was a man, a few feet behind them. also doctor of the place - one could tell by his clothes.

He had a hand in the pocket of the well-known white coat, over his blue uniform. A stethoscope on the neck. And red hair.

With the other hand he held the cell phone. He had not yet lifted his face, and kept walking, getting closer to where they were. And then stopped. Checked the screen and seconds later answered.

"Hello?" He Tian heard his voice sound by the line, just as the same way he heard there in person, with the difference of also seeing when he said.

He noticed when he frowned slightly by the silence. Oh, yes.

“Hi?”

Finally answered. Yep, it was definitely Zheng Xi's cell phone.

With this the man finally raised his head, apparently having also heard He Tian in front of him by the short distance, and his face before partially seen, was on display.

He met his eyes there.

Amber. His eyes were amber, you could tell.

They had a shadow of confusion. As if for a moment, you'd wonder if you've made a mistake.

He looked at the screen one more time, then went back to He Tian.

And then took a few more steps.

“Big Boss?” He asked. Now the voice had more format, clarity. His eyes ran through He Tian as if scanning him, from top to bottom.