[texting post]

[laughitoff]

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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Comments

[laughitoff]

What? Whaaaat?

[snickering]

You'll hurt my hand if you keep up such a thing! Too fervent! Be gentler with an actual maiden!

[strikingchords]

[IGNORING THAT!!!!!!!!!]

He has his own to look at.

[laughitoff]

Yes, and I'm sure she must enjoy his attentions to put up with such a thing!

[pat pats Lan Wangji's hand with his free one]

Really, be a good boy and ease up a little.

[strikingchords]

[he does ease up, but laces their fingers together.]

[laughitoff]

[looks down at their hands]

What are you doing?

[strikingchords]

[looks at Wei Wuxian's face for a moment more, then turns his eyes away too, to look at the water again; doesn't answer. it's pretty dark at this point!]

[laughitoff]

[the wintry chill's coming on...shivers]

[strikingchords]

[notices that and glances at him sidelong with faintly knitted brows]

[laughitoff]

[stops immediately]

[strikingchords]

[...

with much less than his usual grace, he uses his free hand to fumble a larger qiankun pouch out of his sleeve and tug a light blanket out of it

drapes it over Wei Wuxian's shoulders :|]

[laughitoff]

[oh]

Do you just want to stay outside?

[strikingchords]

Outside is where Wei Ying is.

[laughitoff]

I...I can be inside just as easily.

[strikingchords]

[...nods...]

You should be warmer.

[gets up decisively, scooping up the unfinished jar in one hand and tugging Wei Wuxian to his feet with the other, and turns to head into the open villa door]

[laughitoff]

Ah--wait--

[Lan Wangji bounces off a pretty hefty door ward]

[strikingchords]

[HE STOPS AND WAITS PATIENTLY!!!!]

[laughitoff]

Why don't we go to your place instead?

[strikingchords]

[glances at him

we are literally on your doorstep]

[laughitoff]

I haven't really prepared for visitors yet, you know?

[strikingchords]

You should be inside.

[tugs :|]

[laughitoff]

Lan Zhan.

[strikingchords]

[tugs.]

[laughitoff]

[noooo]

Fine, but you're not allowed to complain!

[strikingchords]

[with the gravity of someone delivering a SACRED PROMISE]

I will not complain if Wei Ying is warmer.

[laughitoff]

[h...huffs and takes the wards down...]