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Title: In Plain Sight
Fandom: The Untamed
Challenge/Prompt: chenqing_100 - and the things that hide in you come out again.
AO3 Link: here

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The man they found on the side of the road is the same sort of liar as her, only less good at it. Maybe it's that his guard is down, now that he believes there are no eyes on him, but she doesn't think so — he's too mean to be a good actor, this one, too much of a bully to hide for very long. More likely it's just plain rotten luck, that daozhang can't see the triumph on his face when he finds a new way to be cruel.

She keeps her own face blank, and starts making plans.

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aroberuka: (cql)

Title: Crucible
Fandom: The Untamed
Challenge/Prompt: chenqing_100 - Five elements
AO3 Link: here

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The river has always been his favourite playground: everywhere he looks, there is a memory.

He watches it turn red with the blood of childhood.

-

The pain traces lines of fire across his back; every move a firework.

He shifts his shoulders, idly, every time his body thinks to sleep.

-

wind thunder-howls past his ears no air in his lungs everything so loud ground coming up too fast can't breathe can't breathe can't even clo

-

The taste of iron never leaves his mouth anymore.

Better than nothing, he thinks, better than hunger: then the hunger gives way to something worse.

-

The wood smells rotten, but so does everything else. Even he stinks of decay.

It will serve him well, if it can withstand the carving.

***

aroberuka: (cql)

Title: The Third Rule
Fandom: The Untamed
Challenge/Prompt: chenqing_100 - Rules
AO3 Link: here

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Of all the rules that steered the course of Wangji's life, there were three that no-one else knew about:

first touch, life;

second touch, death;

no more than sixty seconds in between.

The third rule was of utmost importance, because Wangji was never the one who paid the price of breaking it.

But this was Wei Ying, coming back to precious life at Wangji's touch, already in movement, already smiling, as if this was just a chance meeting between old friends, even though his death had been anything but peaceful. This was Wei Ying, and Wangji—

Wangji forgot the time.
 

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aroberuka: (cql)
Title: Where Life Travels
Fandom: The Untamed
Challenge/Prompt: chenqing_100 - Spring comes, and all again is peach blossom and water
AO3 Link: here

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In the language of travelers, time is kept in seasonal blooms and the comings and goings of migratory animals. A child of nowhere, raised on a mountain where no one had any use for months and years, Cangse Sanren is fluent in this tongue.

Born and raised in Lotus Pier, Wei Changze only knows how to count in calendar days.

But as he sits with her under falling peach blossoms and tenderly traces the gentle curve of her rounded belly, he thinks the baby will be born along with the chrysanthemums and realizes he is, after all, starting to learn.

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aroberuka: (cql)
Title: Nie Huaisang: Abscond
Fandom: The Untamed
Challenge/Prompt: chenqing_100 - Where the Chaos is
AO3 Link: here

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Lately, Lan Wangji has taken to shadowing them. Wherever they go, there he is, a stone-faced sentry hovering in their periphery.

"Ridiculous," Wei-xiong mimics, undaunted even by impending doom. "If he wants to be friends, he should just say so."

For all his cleverness, Wei-xiong can be naive. Huaisang knows better. Lan Wangji is the Cloud Recesses’s best line of defense against layabouts and troublemakers: his scrutiny marks the end of their summer fun.

"Well, that’s easily solved. Remember me fondly, Nie-xiong!"

And off he goes towards his doom; Huaisang salutes his bravery and promptly scampers in the opposite direction.

***

aroberuka: (cql)
Title: The Storm Breaks
Fandom: The Untamed
Challenge/Prompt: chenqing_100 - Fate and Fortune
AO3 Link: here

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Of Yanling, the less said the better.

Cangse was easier to bear, so in tune with her own luck she hardly needed any guidance to find it. Her life had been short, but tremendously happy.

Xingchen's troubled fate looms on the horizon of his future like a storm ready to break.

"No one who leaves this mountain can ever come back," she warns. "You must not come back."

But he was never very good at listening to the truth behind her words, and she's not surprised when he turns up again with his terrible fate leaning heavily against his shoulder.

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aroberuka: (cql)
Title: A Listening Ear
Fandom: The Untamed
Challenge/Prompt: chenqing_100 - High Mountains and Flowing Water
AO3 Link: here

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Sometimes A-Zhan won't use his words, and no amount of playful teasing will make him give an inch; A-Huan is learning much too fast to hide hurt feelings behind the decorum expected of his future station.

Maybe, if things had been different, she could have learned to coax the truth out of them like a mother would, but her own words are few and far between, the remnants of an eloquence long since lost to isolation.

But there is still a language they all share: her hands dance on guzheng strings, asking in her stead for what cannot be spoken.

***

aroberuka: (cql)
Title: In Unison
Fandom: The Untamed
Challenge/Prompt: chenqing_100 - Curses and spells
AO3 Link: here

***

Music scores are lined on the table. Even at a glance, Su Minshan can feel their terrible power.

Unconsciously, his hand goes to his chest, to the hidden pattern of holes. The pain remains a small price to see Jin Zixun brought low.

Across from him Jin Guangyao never breaks character, but Su Minshan has heard the stories. Silk hides bruises as well as steel, and for men like them, who have to fight for every shred of respect denied to them, such slights can only be repaid tenfold.

Smile meets empty smile. Shivering with anticipation, Su Minshan starts practicing.

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aroberuka: (cql)
Title: Vigil
Fandom: The Untamed
Challenge/Prompt: chenqing_100 - Curses and spells
AO3 Link: here

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Wen Chao’s careless dismissal of the Wei-boy’s boasts had once been a comfort, soothing her nightmares away. Three months in, the reassurances have grown stale.

He was supposed to bring her good fortune, this little lord of hers. Now it seems he'll just drag her down with him, because he really does believe all the stupid shit he's saying.

Well fuck him! Whatever ghost is haunting him, that has nothing to do with her; she’ll leave at first light, and good riddance to him!

But in her nightmares, the Wei-boy cackles.

And outside the wind carries a dead man’s tune.

***

aroberuka: (cql)
Title: The Passage of Time
Fandom: The Untamed
Challenge/Prompt: chenqing_100 - Spiritual Weapon
AO3 Link: here

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Zidian is a bolt of lightning shaped by his uncle's will; when it uncoils it's as sudden and deadly as a snake, and it's always in anger, always in hatred.

When Jin Ling gives his uncle the ring back and unsheathes his sword instead he's not thinking this is a fight to protect, this isn't what Zidian is for but he feels it all the same, a tug in his gut, decades of history stretched taut behind him, waiting for him to move.

Forward, then.

Suihua is the legacy he was always meant to inherit; the hatred ends here, today.

***

aroberuka: (cql)
Title: An Ode To Absent Friends
Fandom: The Untamed
Challenge/Prompt: chenqing_100 - Raising my cup, I beckon the bright moon
AO3 Link: here

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The moon looks lonely tonight; or maybe that’s just Huaisang. Wine these days lulls him into a maudlin state, a melancholic longing for the bygone days of childhood.

His brother had delivered the news with his customary bluntness. Wei Wuxian is dead. Jiang-zongzhu killed him. Such simple words, to cut so deep.

Wei-xiong always had a way with words, especially when it came to wine; Huaisang tries to imagine how he would have described this one, but the only words he can find are his own.

“Until we meet again, then,” he says, and leaves the rest to the poets.

***

aroberuka: (cql)
Title: Home Fires Burning
Fandom: The Untamed
Challenge/Prompt: chenqing_100 - The smoke above reluctant to depart
AO3 Link: here

***

The library burns first, the forest quick to follow.
Long after he has fled the mountain Lan Xichen thinks he can still smell the smoke.

-

Someone inside started a cooking fire.
The smoke waves goodbye to Wen Qing and her brother as they start down the long road to Lanling.

-

Xue Yang is a blunt instrument, brutal in its efficiency.
As the air fills with smoke and screams, Jin Guangyao finds satisfaction in new beginnings.

-

Smoke stands starkly against the darkening sky, dancing to the tune of a familiar song.
Humming softly under his breath, Wei Wuxian follows it home.

***

aroberuka: (cql)
Title: An Opening
Fandom: The Untamed
Challenge/Prompt: chenqing_100 - Family letters are worth ten thousand pieces
AO3 Link: here

***

The letter sits on Qin Su’s desk, unopened. As long as it stays unopened there’s no telling what threat it poses. As long as it stays unopened, Qin Su doesn't know.

Watch as she goes through her routine, unaware of the danger. It doesn’t look like much, this letter. It didn’t cost much either. The going rate of loyalty: honeyed words, a hope for closure, a few pieces of jewelry. So cheaply was her life sold—for when she opens the letter, she’ll know, and when she knows, she’ll die.

Watch:

Qin Su doesn’t know, she doesn’t know—

 

She knows.

***

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