Though one were strong as seven, he too with death shall dwell (For many times and lands)
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Summary:
"Dad, do you think they would have been proud of me?" A-Yuan asks, intertwining his fingers over his belly. The question takes the older by surprise, but he tries to conceal it. Sitting up, now he looks at his little, handsome radish of a son, who's started crying silently.
"You mean... your ancestors?" He tries, even if it is a very dumb thing to ask, since he already knows who is he talking about. A-Yuan, always a kind boy, nods, not moving anything else but his hands, fidgeting with them as if it's going to help to calm his rattled heart.
"Well, A-Yuan. I didn't knew them for years as I knew the Jiangs, and we didn't get to know each other deeply because of... the circustamces that surrounded us at the moment. But if there is something, you can call it a reason, that we had in common after spending barely hours together... that reason is you."
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Or, AU where Wei WuXian doesn't follow the Wen to nightless city when they go to appease the Jin's bloodlust. Instead he wakes up to the empty cave, save from A-Yuan's little hands on top of his, and the knowing sad smile of Granny Wen. So he takes both with him, and hides away for years, until he doesn't.
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Hi everyone! I'm promoting my very first fic, of course it is a mdzs one because we all have sold our souls for them and honestly, they're healing my entire life just by existing in a fictional world and loving each other, so here I go, giving them yet another one variation of it so they can love each other again and make me happier too, lol.
I hope you guys like it! And share! It's an ongoing project, surely a long one, but this things are a one way journey and I'm all departed by now, so might as well share it with you! ♡
