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"I wish you would write a fic where..."

Where the Juniors are having Halloween storytelling. Or the Halloween costumes for MDZS main characters if they're going to a party or something.

When I saw this here, I got something immediately, bc I'm good at nonsense and dorkness. Here's the thing:

Lan Sizhui and Ouyang Zizhen tell Jin Ling and Lan Jingyi a Halloween Story:

Sizhui: "Once upon a time there was a Green Witch who lived in the forest."

Jin Ling: That's cliché.

Zizhen: The Green Witch was Chinese.

Jingyi: And since when does the witch's ethnicity make it stop being a cliché?

Sizhui: It's a Chinese witch who lives in a Nordic forest.

Jin Ling: Oh. Yeah, it's starting to get a little different… Go on.

Zizhen: The Green Witch was called Nie Huaisang.

Jingyi: Now that makes a lot of sense.

Sizhui: In the Green Witch's wood and stone house, a Purple Ghost lived. Lonely, sad, angry and who used to scare everyone away… well, that, at least, until he moved into the witch's house, since the Green Witch, bold as she was, had…

Zizhen: Had decided to marry the lonely Ghost.

Sizhui: Had what?!

Zizhen: When you said that the Ghost was purple, sad and angry and scared out everyone, I thought you were talking about Jin Ling's jiujiu, so he married the witch.

Jingyi: Why do you have to put romance in everything?!

Zizhen: Being romantic is one of my best qualities…

Jin Ling: I can't even complain about the conclusion that the Ghost is jiujiu. Go on.

Sizhui: Okay, so the Green Witch was married to the angry Purple Ghost. That he was no longer lonely and not so angry, given the circumstances of a good marriage. On the witch's rooftop lived her best friend the Necromancer.

Zizhen: That he was always drunk.

Sizhui: And how he doesn't fall off the rooftop even though he's always drunk was a mystery. Well, the Green Witch knew why, the witch always knew everything. Of course the witch pretended not to know anything because…

Zizhen: Because that way no one would be going to her house to disturb asking for potions and spells for this and that, she already lived in the forest because she wanted peace.

Jin Ling: Wait, is the Green Witch a boy or a girl?

Sizhui: It's a boy, obviously.

Zizhen: A boy in a dress, but he's still a boy. She is. Well, you got it.

Jingyi: I can totally see it happening…

Sizhui: So, the Green Witch lived in peace with her Ghost husband and her best friend on the rooftop and the Swamp Undead Community, which grew turnips and sold it on the roadside to raise funds…

Jin Ling: Why does an undead community need money?

Zizhen: For tomb upgrades.

Jingyi: I won't even dispute that.

Jin Ling: Who is part of the community anyway? It was very vague...

Sizhui: Ahm... The turnip seller, who is Ning-shushu... the brother of the Green Witch, who died with the poisoned apple that the other witch, an evil witch, gave him and... the Evil Witch, who died because of the Deceased came back to pull her foot.

Zizhen: Kind of was the neck and not the foot…

Sizhui: I'm trying to smooth things over here…

Zizhen: Oh, okay. So now that the Evil Witch is no longer a witch but an undead, she has made peace with the Deceased. And she married him.

Sizhui: Zizhen… is everyone going to get married in this story?

Zizhen: No, the ancient supreme Wizard who lives in the far mountain, Lan Qiren, is not getting married, no. Never.

Sizhui: Okay. So the Deceased Nie Mingjue and the Evil Witch Jin Guangyao made their peace in the not-so-dead-afterdeath and got married, and that money from the turnips went well to help with the wedding expenses. And so, peace reigned in the Dark Forest until one day… someone knocked on the door of the Green Witch's house, two brothers sought help because they had been cursed to change into werewolves when the full moon came.

Zizhen: It was the first time the Necromancer fell from the rooftop.

Jingyi: Why?

Zizhen: Because when he saw the brothers seeking the witch's help, it was love at first sight for the younger brother, so he fainted and fell off the rooftop right into the Second Werewolf's arms.

Jin Ling: I've given up on hoping for any “horror” in this story, but keep it going.

Sizhui: This time, the Green Witch didn't really know how to help - not the Necromancer's possible marriage to the Second Werewolf - but to help undo the curse. The witch searched all her books, the oldest grimoires, but there was no cure for the curse. The two brothers were very sad, but the Second Werewolf soon resigned himself, now he was going to get married, so it was okay not to be human anymore, he could live on the rooftop with the Necromancer and everything would be fine - the Green Witch even agreed with that idea, despite the Ghost husband's grumbles.

Zizhen: But the older brother was very, very sad. He was a nice and calm person, being a werewolf didn't seem to work for him, so he went out for a walk in the woods, to unwind a little, as everyone in the Green Witch's house had already started arguing about having another tenant on the rooftop.

Sizhui: As the First Werewolf walked, tearful and so sad about his fate, he ended up tripping over a…

Zizhen: Over a basket. A basket full of mushrooms. Amanita Muscaria. The undead Evil Witch's favorite poisonous mushrooms.

Sizhui: Amanita Muscaria isn't exactly poisonous, it's just hallucinogenic, actually.

Zizhen: How do you know?

Sizhui: Jingyi woke me up one of these days at 3 am to tell me this. Ning-shushu said it's true, so it is.

Zizhen: Okay, so these are the favorite hallucinogenic mushrooms. The First Werewolf tripped over the basket and knocked over all the mushrooms the Evil Witch had picked, but before the Evil Witch yelled at him, she saw that he was crying.

Sizhui: Even though the witch's heart didn't beat anymore - and when it did, it wasn't a big deal either, right... The witch felt sorry for the First Werewolf, because he just looked like a fluffy ball of sadness, lost and hopeless there... So , the Evil Witch called the Deceased, her husband, to help...

Zizhen: They took the First Werewolf to the Swamp Undead Community, consoled him saying he didn't need to devour people, he could feed on turnips instead.

Sizhui: He was grateful and decided to live there with them.

Zizhen: And he became the Evil Witch's second husband too.

Jingyi: Why didn't he marry someone who was single?!

Sizhui: Because the Evil Witch was greedy and… you know how it is. On Halloween night, they all gathered in the forest glade to...

Zizhen: To finally celebrate the Necromancer's wedding to the Second Werewolf!

Sizhui: And from then on, they all lived happily ever after.

Jingyi: They can't all live happily ever after, because half of them are already dead.

Sizhui: Oh, you get it.

Jin Ling: I don't know which is more disappointing: the story itself or the fact that I actually enjoyed this crap…

The end.

Crack fic XD

My art has definitely gotten worse but here's a uncolored drawing of ouyang zizhen

(Had to edit this )

What their drunk confessions are like (Pt5)

A/N: Part 5 yay! Hope you enjoy!

Lan SizHui:

Just like XXC, Lan Sizhui is an angel

So he also probably didn't get drunk on purpose

And even when he was drunk, you probably couldn't even tell

It was one warm night in Gusu

After a long harrowing night hunt with the juniors, everyone had decided to stay one night in Gusu to recuperate

So to celebrate the end of the night hunt, the juniors decided to have drinks (even though it is illegal in cloud recesses, Jingyi was able to convince sizhui)

You were a junior as well, from the C/N clan

You were really close with the junior quartet (yes, Zizhen too give my boy some love), having befriended them during the many inter clan night hunts

You were closest with Zizhen and Jingyi, since all three of you were closest since you shared the same sense of humour and all enjoyed playing around the most

SizHui and Jin Ling were slightly more of a mystery to you

Jin Ling was just kinda bratty, and although you two were close friends, you also argued a lot

And SizHui generally didn't speak to you

Not because he didn't like you, no, it was because he liked you a little too much

He had a huge crush on you

And so, he never really knew how to approach you, let alone ask you to court him

So being drunk was the perfect excuse

The five of you had gotten some emperors smile and were now drinking it in a common room you had rented

And now you were surrounded by four drunk boys

Jin Ling and Jingyi were definitely very drunk, arguing over some pointless thing

Zizhen was in a corner, crying his eyes out (he was 100% drunk as well)

And Sizhui sat next to you, downing his fifth of sixth  cup, nothing but slight red cheeks to show his drunkenness

You had only had a single cup, since you didn't really like the taste

Whenever you and Sizhui were alone together, you would generally be in comfortable silence

Now that he was drunk however...

“Ah-Y/N,” he started, soft and gentle voice slightly wavering, “We are friends aren't we?”

You looked at him puzzledly, before nodding

“Well, I-”

Whatever he’d been about to say was cut off by a loud Jingyi, as he sat down right between the two of you, effectively separating you

Then he turned to Sizhui and said

“Are you finally gonna ask her to court you?” Then with a huge shit eating grin he added

“Zizhen, Jin Ling! Sizhui is asking Ah-Y/N to court him!”

Jin Ling turned to them, but made no move to come over

Zizhen however immediately smiled and came over to where you were sitting

“Really? I knew you wanted to Sizhui, but I never thought you’d do it so soon!” he exclaimed, coming to sit with them as well

By now Sizhui’s face had reddened so much he practically looked like a tomato

You tried to catch his eye but he seemed to be doing everything in his power to not look at you

He was really embarrassed and although he had been meaning to ask you, this was not how he had meant to go by it

“Well? Are you gonna ask her or not?” Zizhen mumbled, clearly impatient

Sizhui looked like he was about to implode

You knew you had to do something to save your poor friend

And so you did

“If Sizhui wants to ask me something, he can do it whenever he wants to. Stop pressuring him”

You could see Sizhui relax, even if it was only a bit

Jingyi and Zizhen however in turns annoyed and let down

“Fine then... Come on Zizhen.” Jingyi muttered, getting up along with Zizhen and going to whisper to each other on the far end of the room

Which left you and Sizhui  alone

The comfortable silence that you had was now long gone

Somehow, Sizhui was the first to break the silence

“I’m sorry I put you in an uncomfortable position...” he said softy, almost a whisper

“Nonono! It’s okay!” You you scrambled to say, tripping over your words in a rush to get them out

Only then did he truly look at you, and you could see something a little but like hope in his eyes

“Was Jingyi telling the truth or...” you muttered, unsure if you should continue the topic

Sizhui looked away, blushing more now, but he managed to nod all the same

And that was all the confirmation you needed

Since he wasn't looking at you however, you had to grab his hand to get his attention

“I would like that. To, um, c-court y-you i mean. I would like that a lot...” You mumbled

Now it was your turn to blush

But the smile that appeared on his face after he’d understood what you’d said was so bright that you almost entirely forgot your embarrassment

You just looked at each other, sharing a tender moment, until

“FINALLY!”

Jingyi and Zizhen (and even Jin Ling) congratulated you on your courtship for the next hour, until they all passed out from drunkenness, and you and Sizhui were finally able to share your first kiss

Thank you for reading!

“It’s like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. the ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger they were. And sometimes you didn’t want to know the end. Because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened?

But in the end, it’s only a passing thing, this shadow. Even darkness must pass. A new day will come. And when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer. Those were the stories that stayed with you. That meant something, even if you were too small to understand why.

But I think, Mr. Frodo, I do understand. I know now. Folk in those stories had lots of chances of turning back, only they didn’t. They kept going, because they were holding on to something. That there is some good in this world, and it’s worth fighting for.”

↪ “The Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers” by J.R.R. Tolkien