Xiao Hua: So, what is Pangzi to you?
Wu Xie: The reason I wake up every morning.
Xiao Hua: ...That’s adorable.
Pangzi: *earlier that morning, barging into Wu Xie ′s room, smacking pans together* WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP!!!
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thinking about how pangzi made his life's mission love. he gets boiled down to just loving money but that isn't true at all. he doesn't make money chasing wu xie and xiaoge around- if anything he LOSES money. he doesn't care about legacies or politics. he doesn't care about grandiose plots. he doesn't care about the jiumen. he doesn't care about zhang bullshit. he certainly doesn't care about sanshu. his life would be infinitely easier if he walked away. but the people he cares about care about those things. he has a dog in the fight because he loves. that's all.
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For the mistletoe time prompts. Number 8 with Pangzi and Wang Can? 💜
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congrats to pangzi for canonically being the sand triangle's designated fun uncle (or at least the least annoying one). and congrats to wu xie for being so absolutely intolerable to the kids that he just gets called by his name while the other three are addressed respectfully
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Xiaoge returns from the mountain, with a basket of foraged goods, fresh and unusual and most of them only familiar from previous years, when he would do the same at camp, and hand them silently over to Pangzi, by the fire. But this time they are home, and they have weekly deliveries to Xilaiman, and no one is at risk of ever being hungry.
But they're delicious, delicate herbs that no one has learned to cultivate, vegetables that bruise and wilt and cannot be transported by truck, but can be carried down the mountain, wrapped in rush leaves to cushion them from each other. Unique flavors and textures and aromas, and the air of quiet satisfaction around their friend.
Pangzi washes them in the cold of the spring, doesn't let treated water touch them, and cooks the most delicious, fragrant broths, marinades chickens with the herbs, roasts the roots to eat with their skins still covered in ash, dipped in salt and still steaming.
Xiaoge never takes a basket out with him, too bulky, perhaps, for the way he likes to fly through the forest and over the rocks, but he always returns with one. Sometimes woven from the rushes that grow anywhere water pools, sometimes from the palm shaped fronds of a tree fern. Sewn, sometimes, with cord made from the twined vines of climbing plants. Always strong, and neat and beautiful, subtle decorations woven in, chevron and plait and braid.
Wu Xie hangs them to dry on the north wall of the courtyard, their green leaves turning golden in the sunshine, and they use them for harvesting the garden, for collecting the eggs, as fish baskets and crab traps and just because they're beautiful doesn't mean they're not useful, so they use them until they break apart. Because after all, Xiaoge is always making more.
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Pangzi to Wu Xie: *cocks gun* Go to Bed. This is no longer a request, This is now a Threat.
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The sequel to Conjuring Curse, Misty Creed, will be released the 28th of October!
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thinking about how pangzi calls wu xie tianzhen and how the meaning behind it transforms. because there comes a time where wu xie is inarguably not a naive kid anymore. and how pangzi probably mourned the loss of that innocence a little bit because it came at such a cost. but also how pangzi keeps calling him that- a little as a joke, but also not. maybe he says it as a reminder of who wu xie was and is. because time stole wu xie's innocence but his curiosity and some of that wonder and hope remain, even after everything.
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