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[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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[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...]

[strikingchords]

[tugs him INSIDE and looks around for something SOFT]

[laughitoff]

[there is a stolen mattress covered in sheets and blankets and also like a dozen sweaters for some reason]

[strikingchords]

[great, he can take in the rest of the room later when he's less focused and also probably less drunk

tugs Wei Wuxian OVER to it and sits DOWN so Wei Wuxian is perforced forced to flop onto the mattress and starts PILING MORE BLANKETS AND SWEATERS ON HIM, with great satisfaction :|]

[laughitoff]

[squeaks as he's buried]

I'm warm! Enough, enough! I'm warm!

[strikingchords]

[pauses and then tweaks the top sweater to create a final FULL COVERAGE EFFECT and nods. Wei Wuxian might have to burrow out a little for air or eye holes. Lan Wangji's hand is lost under all that somewhere too.]

...

Good.

[laughitoff]

[whines wordlessly; how did this happen]

[strikingchords]

[squeezes his hand.]

Mine. Will not trade.

[laughitoff]

What are you even talking about, Lan Zhan? This isn't your villa, you can see that! You shouldn't trade, yours is nicer by far...

[strikingchords]

[Lan Wangji doesn't respond; Wei Wuxian cAN'T SEE but he feels the mattress shift a little as Lan Wangji resettles somehow.]

[laughitoff]

Ahh, what am I even going to do with you!

[peeks from under the sweaters '-']

[strikingchords]

[he's laid himself down very correctly on the floor next to the mattress for a nap '-'

he's still holding Wei Wuxian's hand tho.]

[laughitoff]

[what

oh my god

tries to put him on the bed]

[strikingchords]

[he can haul him up there, sure! Lan Wangji doesn't resist anything except letting go of his hand.]

[laughitoff]

[puts five sweaters on him and takes a phone pic to make himself feel better]

[strikingchords]

[HE HAS THIS PICTURE NOW! it's extremely dumb.

it is much warmer with two people on the bed.]

[laughitoff]

[sighs and flops on his back next to him]

This is not how I imagined drinking with anyone, you strange man.