To enhance Jiang-zongzhu's reputation, the jiang disciples decided to market various illustrations of Jiang Cheng among the disciples of other sects with the intention that the other sects would do the same with their leaders.
The problem arises when not only do the other disciples not imitate them, but they start a very strong demand to get more illustrations of the jiang sect leader (the most acclaimed are those involving Jiang Cheng giving swimming lessons).
And when it was discovered that one of the images was of Jiang Cheng half-drunk with a smile, everyone rushed to get it, regardless of the price.
The whole "business" was going great (Jiang Cheng didn't know what product they were selling, but his pride in his beloved disciples business skills overcame his curiosity) until the news reached the two people they feared most: Wei Wuxian and Jin Ling.
Jin Ling: Burn all the drawings immediately.
Jiang disciple: Ok, we'll burn them when you learn to share your jiujiu.
Jin Ling: NO đ
Wei Wuxian: You should be ashamed of yourselves, how dare you draw A-Cheng as a succubus!
Jiang disciple: ??? But if that illustration is of jiang-zongzhu collecting lotus seeds...
Wei Wuxian: LOOK AT HER FACE, SHOWING OFF HER ELBOWS LIKE A COURTESAN.
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Ok, this is lame as hell, but I am quietly working on a JC/YQY I will probably never finish, but so far I'm in the strange of planning plot and characters, and for everything to go smoothly I am creating Jiang and Jin disciples to populate the scene.
And I just got a stupid, stupid idea for onexD
So, at the time the plot is happening, the canon ended some three-five years ago. The Jiang are just plowing along like usual. Wei Wuxian is travelling the world and not visiting Yunmeng, so the Jiang have no contact with him except for JC during some rare conferences in Gusu or something.
No matter.
The disciple in question is as old as long ago Wei Wuxian died the first time.
Actually, almost exactly this old.
The baby was born nine months after the fearsome Yiling Laozu was defeated, in some run down village at the border of Yiling. It was born out of wedlock, so disgrace. And it was born an albino with red eyes.
Instant panic! Yiling Laozu returned! His spirit reincarnated! He slept with the mother! Raped her! She was his disciple! He's taken over her own baby like a demon! Just - chaos and rumours and general backwoods idiocy.
It's so prevalent that the news get to JC, who at this point was in mourning and still looking for any trace of Wei Wuxian (there was no body, so there was still a chance he got out of it) and the demonic cultivation was slowly spreading across the land, so JC went personally to check it out.
What he found was a half-starved baby in a shed, mother gone, people treating the child like it was a demon and demanding that sect leader kills it.
Jaing Cheng got angry.
He couldn't even mourn in peace thanks to all the idiots that decided to take Wei Wuxian's name and run with it!
Zidian was never this bright. The whip slammed into the child (actually next to the child, the bright light made it so people around couldn't tell) once. Twice. Thrice.
"There. Zidian's power separates demons and ghosts possessing human souls. The child is safe now. It's not Yiling Laozu, never was."
And that was going to be it - except no one was rushing to gather the crying infant. No mother in sight. No family that would claim it. No one willing to pick it up.
In the end the Jiang sect claimed the child - fuck it, they already had a contingent of orphans left from the war, what difference will one more make?
So, the child grew in the sect, turned out to have potential, renked in cultivation and became very good at creating talismans, arrays and general research. (The research hall was nice and dark, and cool, better for sensitive albino skin than Yunmeng sun.) Some shixiongs even called them Little Laozu to tease;)
So, like, years later, the plot of my story happens and the disciple - who was always fascinated with the figure of Wei Wuxian - finally gets to meet him. They are a part of a research mission. The disciple aways wanted to talk to WWX!
They finally do.
And I am telling you all that, because it's a long setup for the disciple to ask Wei Wuxian:
"Yiling Laozu. Did you fuck my mom?"
...
I am so sorry ಼â âżâ ಼ I will let myself out.
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the lotus pier of jiang chengs childhood is gone, its disciples and vendors, even its stray cats ran off or died in the fires. but the world repeats itself in funny ways and as the years go on from its rebuilding some of the things he remembers come back. one day jiang cheng notices that the shimeis use the same pond as their predecessors to get away from the boys, without having ever met them, the new merchants that move into town find themselves laying out their stalls in the same formation, he finds a stray with her kittens tucked away into the same corner as the cats from his childhood had used, despite the whole area having been burnt and rebuilt. his youngest disciples sit in the same corner of the food hall, the older ones find the same inns to drink at, the teens still dare each other to jump from that one tree into the lake. the lotus pier of his childhood may be gone, his parents, sister and brother too, but things have a funny way of repeating themselves that are both excruciatingly painful and warm at once.
 Hello there! So this is day 4 of Beetober 2021: Crocodile from @bloody-bee-tea and, sincerely, I just wanted a good laugh because these last days have been tiring and exhaustive and I will die in the hill that says that Nie Mingjue is good with kids and the Yunmeng people are crazy. Anyways, this dayâs word count is 2890 words. That being said, I hope that you enjoy the fic and are safe and sound!
  When Nie Mingjue started visiting Yunmeng, he tried to get used to the differences between them as quickly as possible so as to not offend the new Sect Leader or, worse, make a fool of himself. The food and spices were easy to get accustomed to, though he was sure that the spice was being held back immensely because of him, and he even began appreciating some of the special dishes that the Jiang disciples brought him to taste. But there were some traditions that still managed to surprise him after this whole time.Â
  Though he started visiting Yunmeng to help Jiang Wanyin with the rebuilding of the clan, the thing that he liked the most to observe were the people from Yunmeng, the common people and the younger disciples, and their habits. For example, when he walked around Lotus Pier with the first Jiang disciple showing him around and taking him to where his leader was, there were always people in the roofs and piers singing and laughing loudly at each otherâs singing tones and he always found himself stuck in place to hear it. The first time it happened, Wanyin had taken offense to it and said that was the way they did things around there, that at least that his people could do that despite everything.Â
  He had to explain that he had not meant to cause offense by stopping to hear and had only stopped because it was different from how his people worked. Constructions on the Unclean Realm were usually quieter and more sober, even if they did joked between them, but nothing like the loudness that he was seeing in Lotus Pier and he was simply amused by it. After that, he always stopped for at least some minutes to listen to the people singing and chatting everytime he was visiting.Â
  Another thing that he too liked to observe was the way that, despite everyone in the cultivation world being so much afraid of Jiang Wanyin, they didnât seem afraid of being ahead and poke him only to get reactions out of him. More than once, Nie Mingjue had witnessed one of the elders making jokes at him and only laughing when he snapped at him or one of the disciples playing a prank on him and he only rolled his eyes and told the poor kid to run around the fields until he told them to stop. They even started to joke with Nie Mingjue himself when they noticed that his visits were going to be regular and had no hidden intentions behind them.Â
  It was funny to see the way that they acted so differently from his own people who, though they joked and fooled around too, were more serious in certain aspects than them, who expressed their feelings and opinions more openly. Even Jiang Wanyin himself, who was so feared and quiet, expressed himself immensely easier when he was near his people. The Yunmeng people were wild, loud and lived up to their clan motto in every single hour of the day.Â
  But Nie Mingjue knew better than to think that they were fools like some people in the Jin clan thought they were. These people had suffered worst things that most of them all, had they entire culture and lifes stolen from them by arrogants fool, were killed and chased and, yet, they still fought in the war as much as the others, if not more, and rebuild their houses and redid their culture completely alone. Because, even if he offered help, they were as proud and tough-headed as their leader and didn't accept help easily.
  Another thing he knew better than to trust them was in relation to pranks. He did not trust them with pranks. Not because they would take it too far and actually hurt people, but because he wasn't used to their pranks and more times than not he fell victim to them even if he didn't want to. Just like that time where they said he had to bow three times before passing under any door because the days were shorter than the nights that season and the spirits were restless and since he was an outsider they were going to think that he was a threat and go even more restless and end up attacking everyone in the sect. So he needed to bow three times before going by any door.Â
  "Just like a wedding?" Nie Mingjue had asked because though he was pretty sure that they were pranking him, he didn't want to be disrespectful and risk getting haunted by some crazy ghosts. Or hurting anyone on Lotus Pier.Â
  "Yes, just like a wedding. To show respect and protect yourself." One of Jiang Wanyin's Spiders, Zhou Min, said and, beside her, her twin sister nodded eagerly.Â
  "Are you sure?" He said slowly. He wasn't superstitious, per se, but one can't never be too cautious with spirits.Â
  "Yes, absolutely. Three bows, Nie-zongzhu." The twin sisters said and he decided to do it, even if later he discovered that it was all a prank. Better safe than sorry, after all.Â
  So through the day, he kept bowing in front every door he passed under and tried to do it as quickly as possible so that no one would notice. Was it tiring? Yes. Was it humiliating? Yes, but he understood about restless spirits and what they could do when irritated and he was not risking it to happen to Yunmeng Jiang. Sometimes, from the corner of his eyes, he saw some disciple giggling behind their sleeves and he huffed every time before going on, and others, he would see the elders smiling in open plan, but looking at him strangely. It was only at the end of the day, when Jiang Wanyin and he were watching the disciples train from inside one building and they stepped out to dismiss them that he learned that that was a prank.Â
  âWhy the hell are you doing that?â Jiang Wanyin said, turning around to glare at him and crossing his arms. At some point of his visits, they stopped caring for the unnecessary formalities and niceties they had to endure with the other Sect Leaders and were slowly building a friendship between them. âWhat the hell is wrong with you?â His tone was harsh and for others it may sound like an accusation, but by now Mingjue knew better and knew that the younger Sect Leader was simply confused.Â
  âThe Zhou twins said that the spirits were restless since the nights were longer than the days now and since Iâm an outsider, they could see me as a potential threat if I didnât bow three times to show respect at every door I went through.â He sighed, running a hand over his face as the disciples near them started to laugh loudly. In front of him, Wanyin was looking at him with incredulous eyes before turning to where the twin Spiders were practically rolling down the ground with their laughter. They had pranked him. Again.Â
  âAre you marrying the spirits, by any chance then?â He said, frowning at him.Â
  âWhat? No! The twins said it had to be three times.â He pointed at them and saw him fighting to not lift the corner of his mouth.Â
  "Unbelievable. The twins are well-known pranksters, Mingjue, you should know that." He rolled his eyes, turning away as his smile finally broke out and the sun had nothing to do with the way that the whole place seemed to illuminate suddenly. "Bow three times. Fucking unbelievable." By then, Wanyin was openly laughing and so were his disciples, but Nie Mingjue couldn't even say he was mad at being pranked again. Not when it managed to make Wanyin laugh so loudly as he was.Â
  So, no, he did not trust the Jiang disciples when it came to pranks because even if he knew it was a prank, he knew that they knew that he would walk right in one with his arms wide open if it meant that Wanyin would laugh like that again and again and again. But didn't mind when he fell in one, that much either. There were so many pranks already that he always knew when one was about to happen.Â
  Just like this time around. He was visiting Lotus Pier again when Wang Yin, the second disciple, ran to him with a wide and toothy smile on his face and greeted him way too happily. As the boy guided him to the lakes where Wanyin was helping build some a pier, he was told about how they were almost finishing the construction and that this pier was the last big project before they gave the final touches and the whole time Nie Mingjue was looking around and trying to see what was going to be the prank.Â
  But all the thoughts about the prank were forgotten when they arrived at the pier and he saw Wanyin crunched down near the water and helping other people. He looked up and smiled, asking him how the hell he pretended to help if he was all dressed up like that and told him to get going. So that was what he did. He got rid of his outer robes and boots and put Baxia to the side before jumping next to Wanyin and immediately having a heavy wood log thrown in his hands.Â
  He canât say that they worked quickly, but he can say that there were enough laughs and jokes to make it look like it was quick. Wanyin explained to him that after they ended - âAnd take a bath.â He added after looking down at his wet and muddy robes. - there was going to have a party and if he wanted he could come too. Ignoring the expectants looks from the other workers and some menacing ones, Mingjue nodded and said that it was a pleasure.Â
  âSo, this was the last big project?â He asked, stepping away to see the pier better. Beside him, Jiang Wanyin smiled and nodded, throwing some tools up to one of his disciples.Â
  âYeah, after this thereâs only some details to be added and then everything is ready again.â He shrugged, taking smaller steps away and looking around. âMingjue, can you do me a favor?âÂ
  âSure, what is it?â He stopped in his backwards walking and put his head to the side when a wicked smile appeared in the otherâs mouth.Â
  âTurn around.â Slowly, he turned around with his eyebrows furrowed and looked around before carefully looking down when a low growling reached his ears. Near his legs and growling with all itâs might, there was a crocodile glaring up at him and opening his mouth at him. âOh, shit!â He screamed, jumping away from him in haste. His back hit one of the pierâs pillars and everyone around him started howling in laughter as the crocodile growled again, closing its mouth and swimming to where Wanyin was giggling. âWhat the hell?â He whispered as the reptil circled Wanyinâs thighs and bumped his head against one of them, still making that horrible sound. It was only then that he noticed that the damned crocodile was laughing at him.Â
  âIâm so sorry, Sect Leader Nie.â Wang Yin said between laughs. âBut we had to. It was just too good to pass.â
  âHow come that you have never seen Baieyu around the lakes, Nie-zongzhu?â One of the workers, Hu Yitian, if he remembered right, said, holding another worker who was laughing too hard up.Â
  âBelieve it or not, Nie-zongzhu avoids looking at our lakes and ponds as much as he can.â Jiang Wanyin said, patting Baieyuâs head and smirking at him and putting his head to the side while Nie Mingjue narrowed his eyes at him before following the crocodileâs movements as it swimmed away.Â
  âWhy?â One of the youngest disciples that were helping them asked, putting his head between the railings of the handrail.Â
  âThatâs an answer that stays between me and your sect leader, kid.â Nie Mingjue swinged her nose gently and smiled at her giggles. âMove, move. I want to get out.â
  âAfraid, Mingjue?â Wanyin asked, getting out of the water too and still smiling widely.Â
  âTerrified. What if that Baieyu of yours decides that Iâm a treat just like your spirits did last season? Thank you, but no, I prefer not to risk any of my limbs.â He shook his head, pretending to not hear the disciplesâ laughs.Â
  âYou are ridiculous.â He rolled his eyes, walking past him and he could only shrug as he followed him. âBaieyu only bites who I tell him to.âÂ
  âI know that now, but Iâm still not risking it.â They walked for some time until they were away from most of the disciples and non-cultivators.Â
  âWhy do you do that?â Jiang Wanyin asked suddenly, turning around and putting a hand on his chest to stop him.Â
  âDo what?â Nie Mingjue asked back because he genuinely didnât know. âHelp you rebuild Lotus Pier? I thought we alre-...â
  âNo, no that! The pranks! Why do you always let the juniors prank you? Why do you always let me prank you? Surely, by now you can know when they are about to prank you!â He interrupted him, shaking his head and looking down. âWhy do you always make a fool out of yourself?âÂ
  âBecause I like it. Itâs good.â He shrugged again, lifting his hands to rub them against Wanyinâs arms.Â
  âBut people always laugh at you in the end. How are you not ashamed by that or even bothered? Donât you think He took a deep breath and Nie Mingjue only shrugged again.Â
  âBecause it makes people laugh and a good laugh itâs always good no matter what caused it. And because it makes you laugh too and I would do practically anything to make you laugh.â At that, Wanyin looked up at him with raised eyebrows and wide eyes.
  "What?" He whispered and fisted Nie Minjue's robes with more force than necessary. "What does this mean?"Â
  "It means that I like seeing you laughing, It means that I like being the reason why you are laughing." He cupped his face, caressing his cheek and smiling. He was sure that he was looking like a fool. Maybe a fool in love, but a fool still. "It means that I like you." Slowly, giving time for Wanyin to back off, he closed the distance between them and kissed his lips with only a barely there touch.Â
  "Fuck!" Jiang Wanyin whispered heatedly before looking up to him and pulling him down to a more heated and heavier kiss. His hands fell down from his face to his waist and he pulled him against him, feeling his neck getting hugged. "Holy fuck!" He said, making Mingjue chuckle loudly. "I see what you mean about liking to make me laugh. It's a good sensation."Â
  "It is, it is." He nodded, thumbing the side of his waist and watching as his cheeks got adorable red. "You're adorable."Â
  "Yeah, yeah, whatever. C'mon, we need a bath." He waved him off before grabbing his hand and pulling him along. "Then we can kiss again and go to the dinner the elders are giving.âÂ
  âAlright!â He smiled, kissing his cheek quickly and laughing when Wanyin turned to him with narrowed eyes and cheeks aflame.Â
  Later after the bath and the dinner, both of them would lay down on Jiang Chengâs - because now he got to call him by his given name, even if he highly doubted he would stop calling him Wanyin. The name was simply too beautiful to not be called - bed and talk. They would talk about everything and nothing and see what they should expect from them and Nie Mingjue would say that he was planning on starting a courtship if Jiang Cheng wanted. Later, Jiang Cheng would laugh at him and say that yes, he wanted the courtship but only if Baieyu got to participate in the ceremony and, then, laugh some more at Nie Mingjueâs sour face.Â
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  âIt means that I like you.â Nie-zongzhu said and Zhou Minâs breath caught up on her throat as he leaned down to kiss their leader.Â
  âHoly shit.â She whispered as her sister, Zhou Nuo, giggled beside her. âFinally.â
  âNie-gongzi is going to be so mad that he lost the bet to Wang-shixiong, of all people.â She giggled again and Wang Yin had to swallow down a cackle as Zhou Min shivered again.Â
  âOh, Iâm going to win so much money on Nie-gongzi.â He cackled maddily and beside them all Zhao Shuhan, the first disciple, sighed heavily.Â
  âI really think we shouldnât be spying on our Sect Leader snogging with Nie-zongzhu.â Zhao Shuhan said, putting his hand on his face and sighing even more. âEspecially if they are snogging.âÂ
 âOh, mood-killer.â Zhou Min rolled her eyes and turned to him. âThey took so long to get together. Let us enjoy this a little.â Zhao Shuhan took a deep breath before looking over at her to see them hugging and sighed again.Â
  âOk, just five more minutes.â He shook his head and leaned back against the wall, closing his eyes.Â
  Oh, Nie-gongzi was going to be so pissed that he lost the bet.
