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Wei Wuxian 魏无羡
22 / M / Hell

THE FEARSOME YILING PATRIARCH! DRIVING EVIL FROM YOUR DOOR WITH A GREATER EVIL! LOVES MILD FOOD, CUTE PUPPIES, LONG WALKS IN THE BURIAL MOUNDS AND KILLING ALL YOUR LOVED ONES!

<span style="font-family:century gothic,helvetica,arial,sans-serif;"><img src="https://i.imgur.com/ScI5Hsw.png" style="height:20px;margin:0 5px -4px 0;"><b style="color:#e75480;">YOUR NAME</b> got horribly cursed by Wei Wuxian!</span> CURSE

<lj-raw><span style="font-family:century gothic,helvetica,arial,sans-serif;"><img src="https://i.imgur.com/P3gZl1b.png" style="height:20px;margin:0 5px -4px 0;"> <b style="color:#e75480;">YOUR NAME</b> declared Wei Wuxian a heretic! <blockquote style="border-left:5px solid #ddd;padding:0 0 0 10px;"> Message_content </blockquote></span></lj-raw> DENOUNCE

<span style="font-family:century gothic,helvetica,arial,sans-serif;"><img src="https://i.imgur.com/w2B4FYG.png" style="height:20px;margin:0 5px -4px 0;"><b style="color:#e75480;">YOUR NAME</b> challenged Wei Wuxian to a duel!</span> FIGHT

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[strikingchords]

[why would he, indeed. ouch.

...

honestly:]

It is strange.

[laughitoff]

[maybe he wants you to be happy, Lan Wangji]

How so?

[strikingchords]

To know the future. It may not happen. We rarely discuss it.

[Wangji knows how jealous he might get, if he pondered on it for too long.]

[laughitoff]

Oh, all right.

[flunphs both arms over the side of the boat in defeat, though he keeps his chin propped on it]

[strikingchords]

[watches him, sort of mourning the loss of the tugging hand]

...

Eventually.

[laughitoff]

Eventually you’ll figure out if it’ll happen for you or not?

[strikingchords]

[not what he meant, but it's also true. inclines his head slightly, closing his eyes again]

[laughitoff]

[all right. doesn’t push it further. he supposes it doesn’t matter if he knows or not, ultimately]

[strikingchords]

[possibly doesn't realize that Wei Wuxian wrote the question off, because he does volunteer an answer, finally]

I do not wish to weigh uncertain events. Things are already different.

It is strange.

[laughitoff]

Do you wish it weren't so?

[strikingchords]

It?

[laughitoff]

All of...this. Do you wish we were them?

[strikingchords]

[stares at him, genuinely wordless for a moment; oh]

[laughitoff]

[meets his eyes; the question was earnest enough]

[strikingchords]

[he is jealous of his older self's happiness, but every time he tries to process the idea of Wei Wuxian being dead for thirteen years his heart breaks. he would rather him be alive. he would rather him be alive and never speak to Lan Wangji again.]

No.

[laughitoff]

[...seems to relax, faintly...]

Oh.

[strikingchords]

...

Come here.

[laughitoff]

[...

tugs the rope so the boat drifts closer in next to Lan Wangji, bumping against the inside wall of the canal]

[strikingchords]

[he was hoping he'd climb out, but better than nothing... .v.

carefully hands him down something that was sitting next to him, obscured by the angle and his robes

jar????]

[laughitoff]

[jar???

takes it with a look of confusion]

[strikingchords]

[familiar jar

Emperor's Smile.

Lan Wangji puts his hand back on his knee very correctly.]

[laughitoff]

[stares at it

stares at him]

[strikingchords]

[INSCRUTABLE STATUE MAN]

[laughitoff]

[pleased but also alarmed]

...for me?

[strikingchords]

...

[looks at him. I just handed it to you.]

Yes.