10 Nov 2019
Wei Wuxian chuckles and starts pushing Lan Wangji's outer robes off his shoulders. "Poor Lan Zhan, subject to such earthly miseries. You must be exhausted, come to bed, come to bed."
"Mm," Lan Wangji says. He raises his arms so that Wei Wuxian can keep undressing him. His clothes will end up on the floor, but no matter. Wei Wuxian's deft hands at his belts are worth wrinkled robes.
"... Goodness, Hanguang-Jun, you wear too many damned layers," Wei Wuxian tells him after a while. "Would it kill you to stop after a reasonable five?"
Wei Wuxian moves into the Jingshi. They sleep together.
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19 Sep 2020
It’s too late for any of Hanguang-Jun’s rabbits to be awake -- one of the sundown chores for young disciples is to herd them back into their hutch -- but the rabbit field is as good a spot as any for quality sulking, so Lan Jingyi makes his way there.
Someone has beat him to it.
Lan Jingyi stares at Hanguang-Jun. Hanguang-Jun stares passively back.
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26 Nov 2020
“You know,” Lan Xichen says thoughtfully, “when I told you to make friends, I did not expect you to pick Jiang Wanyin.”
The truth is that neither did Lan Wangji, but then, the truth is also that he did not ‘pick’ anyone as much as he himself was picked, and the much larger truth underneath it all is that he was not expecting to make friends at all.
OR: Against all odds, Lan Wangji and Jiang Cheng become friends. It's just Jiang Cheng's luck that people think they're courting. And it's just Lan Wangji's luck that regretfully, Wei Wuxian is also People.
21 Nov 2020
“Xiongzhang,” Wangji choked out, sliding to the ground in front of Xichen. “I love him. He is the other half of my soul.”
Oh. No. Oh, no.
The Beifeng, that mighty empire of the north, invaded more than a year ago, moving inexorably south and east, toppling the cities of Qinghe and Qishan, and now wait, camped outside of Lanling.
In order to buy peace, the chief of the Lan clan has given the Beifeng warlord a gift, his second oldest son in marriage.
However, he did not consult his oldest son, and when Xichen finds out that his brother has been given away, as though he was no more than a vase or painting, he makes a plan. He, too, can give a gift, and he will not regret it.
What he finds with the Beifeng, with the warlord, with the people he meets, and within himself, is not at all what he expects.
05 Sep 2020
Qinghe, and Jin Guangyao, from three angles.