Discover Top Posts Tagged with #wuxianisms

@wuxianisms

Allen was not unfamiliar with the sight of the field of wheat, with the tree he sat against, with the manor that seemed to always be in the background. The dirt path he had once found himself in was not present, nor was the rock throne; all he could see was the field on all side, a breeze going through it, caressing his face too.

Like a dream, a memory...

But the sight of a stranger, standing out with black hairs and black clothes, shattered the illusion, brought Allen’s awareness back.

He blinked, slowly, then stood up. This was not the Fourteenth, however he wondered, was this born from the memories within him? Like a dream Allen felt aware of? Or... Or was someone really here? Road? But it didn’t feel like her...

“Well, this is new...” He let out in a soft voice, then offered a smile, taking a few steps closer. “What are you doing in this place?” His question held no accusation, only curiosity; though his gaze flickered down then up, taking into the man.

#wuxianisms #(and here is the starter : D)

@wuxianisms

If he had to say when the realization had come, he could not tell. Maybe he had known from the moment they had woken within Mo Xuanyu’s body, feeling a little detached, but how was to know that it was only him that had felt off?

Maybe it was when he started feeling pain in his head, yet his body did not feem to feel it.

Maybe it was when once or twice, they talked, but it had sounded like inner monologue. They had the same voice, after all.

In the end, he had felt something was off, knew deep down the truth, but had not taken to the realization.

Not until they slept, and dreamed, and he stood there, facing his other self.

“Well, that’s certainly interesting.” He commented, one arm around his chest, resting his other elbow on it, fingers holding his chin. “That explains why I always felt detached. You’re the one who has been moving and living, I’ve just been watching and listening.”

He was the oddity, he knew of it. The other him was the real one, and he... he wasn’t there before. He had Wei Wuxian’s memories, but they felt distant, unlike the ones formed since they woke in Mo Xuanyu’s body. And never before had he felt like he had since their return.

#wuxianisms #(here you go!)#(look at mine)#(already taking that position of knowing he didnt exist before)#(also i am pretty sure he might suggest they used a different name for each other)#(if yours doesnt suggest it first XD)

@wuxianisms

The forest gave way to a large clearing, all white in the snow that covered the ground, like the rest of the mountain; but the surprising sight was the small two level mansion that stood in the middle, a little lake at its side.

The walls were a pale blue color, almost white, and most of all, made of ice. The double doors had a phoenix carved on them, yet the rest of the walls were simple, and the ice a light warmth to the touch.

And there was someone close to the house, someone who was not its mistress. However, the magic that coursed within this house felt no ill intent, strange powers indeed, but a good heart.

It was more than enough for the doors to open themselves, to allow the man inside, some simple furnitures made of the same ice inside.

Somewhere else, in another world, Aryn titled her head, blinking, then she smile. Seems like I need to make a detour to the market first.

#wuxianisms #(fun fact)#(i am pretty sure the house will lightly prank WWX by creating a chair just behind him at some point XD)#(also Aryn has Pokemons but I generally write it as if they're hiding in some ways so!)#(they'll only appear if asked or plotted no worry : D)

#wuxianisms

Trending Tags

Recently Viewed Tags

#wuxianisms