A mind full of worlds

Something a little different this week - this has been lurking mostly finished in the wip folder for months.


Songxiao have finished a cnc scene (sub xxc) xxc is fine with what they’ve done (all preplanned) & aftercare has happened for xxc.
 Xxc’s limits are often more than sl are. But sl doesn’t want disappoint him so gives him the scenes he wants.

Now their scene is done & xxc asleep, sl is dropping fast.

(There’s nothing graphic from the cnc in it, that’s over and done by this point)
(This is a stand alone, and doesn’t fit in with the fic New Horizons.)

( “Song )

New Horizons (28518 words) by silver_sun
Chapters: 5/6
Fandom: 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Sòng Lán | Sòng Zǐchēn/Xiǎo Xīngchén
Characters: Sòng Lán | Sòng Zǐchēn, Xiǎo Xīngchén, Wèi Yīng | Wèi Wúxiàn
Additional Tags: Pre-Canon, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Night Hunts (Módào Zǔshī), Hurt/Comfort, First Kiss, canon character deaths Wei Changze and Cangse sanren, Child Wèi Yīng | Wèi Wúxiàn

Summary: The decision to help a small village threatened by a vicious yaoguai brings with it danger and upsetting news that Xiao Xingchen never expected to receive. With the news comes a choice, one that will change the course of both Xiao Xingchen and Song Lan’s lives in ways that neither of them expect.

Story is fully written and complete in six parts. Posting will be every other day starting on 22nd April, posting time each day will be about 8am UK time.

A day late (although I did post on Twitter) for wip Wednesday.



“We can try again in the morning,” Song Lan says, seeing the dejected look on Xingchen’s face. “You cannot do more than you have.”

“Can’t I?” There is something sharp and hurt in Xingchen’s tone. “Because it feels like I have done very little at all.”

It startles Song Lan to hear him sound like this. It worries him too, as despite wearing a heavy cloak he is still shivering periodically, while the frequency with which he tries to ease the ache in his arm has increased. “You need to rest.”

“How can I? How can I do anything else when I promised her I’d find him?”

There is no easy way to argue against what Xingchen wants to do. The child is lost and alone, either trying to survive by themself or having been taken in. Even if that were the case there was no guarantee that anyone who took in such a child would have their best interests at heart. Yet he can’t just watch as Xingchen pushes himself, ignoring food and drink, going without sufficient rest, not even seeming to care that he is injured.

Song Lan is still trying to think of what to say when a dog starts barking again. Louder and closer this time, he sees the crowd move slightly, but it isn’t the dog that they are letting through. A child, a boy of about four, scared and crying, darts out.