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[weiward]

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text; un: hiccup

[thisisamazing]

sooo remember me posting to try to find someone compatible for my friend to possibly bond with?

it doesn't work. don't do that to your friend. people on here are pushy and judgmental.

[weiward]

uh oh. is your friend alright?

[thisisamazing]

yeah, he's fine. i don't think it actually bothered him that much but it bothered me. anyway yeah. it was a bad idea. just letting you know.

[weiward]

what, what were they even judging him about? if they just weren't compatible, that's one thing. but it sounds worse than that.

[thisisamazing]

how long he's gone without a bond. from what i can put together the actual conversation was short before that.

i guess not everybody is like that but
vet people in person haha

[weiward]

that's just rude. why don't they see it as being an admirable thing? he could've just tossed himself at someone, or taken advantage of someone in worse shape.

anyway, what's he going to do now?

[thisisamazing]

right? it seemed rude to me. i feel bad i put him through that, but i guess he's not as easily bothered as i might be.

probably keep being stubborn about it. i'm just going to keep an eye on him in case it gets worse.

[weiward]

you were just trying to help a friend. i bet he understands that.

thanks for letting me know. i've already figured that's probably the most we can do too.

[thisisamazing]

your friend still hasn't had any luck finding a bond either?

[weiward]

not that i know of. we did have a couple more people from our world come through the mirrors. maybe he'll feel more comfortable with one of them.

if not, we might just have twice the worry.

[thisisamazing]

ah that's no good, hopefully things will work out. that seems like a mess waiting to happen.

i wish it were easier to convince people that bonding really isn't so bad.

[weiward]

maybe the only thing we can do is lead by example.

but really, who wouldn't want someone to keep them company and watch out for them and make delicious soup for them the way i do for lan zhan!

[right.]

[thisisamazing]

it's a little intimate, i guess, but that doesn't mean it's bad either. i can see where it'd be scary but sometimes you just have to take the leap.

oh you cook? that's really nice, i bet he appreciates it! what kind of soup is it? do you have a recipe? newt's the one who does most of the cooking for us but sometimes i want to treat him too.

[This sweet summer child.]

[weiward]

as long as it's with a good person, even those parts can be worked out.

not as good as my shijie did, but i have a few of my own recipes that i'm pretty proud of. and he can't get enough of it! you should see how fast he eats it. he almost seemed upset the last time i made it for other people. he kept asking me for names...i guess he's the jealous type.

i can definitely share the recipe though! all the ingredients are right here. it goes good with bread too. everyone who tried it kept begging for more bread.

[thisisamazing]

[Don't do it Hiccup, don't do it-]

oh wow, i guess it's pretty good then! i can't say i've ever gotten jealous when newt cooked for someone else

if you'd be willing to share the recipe i'd love to try making it sometime

[weiward]

i can do even better than that! i can taste it for you first, if you want. just to make sure you have all the flavor.

[thisisamazing]

sure! i would hate to make it wrong, it sounds special

like if someone else messed up gobber's yak noodle soup recipe, i'd definitely know

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[taciturnly]

( so. things have been odd. death is fake, and lan wangji apparently isn't as uniq unique as the entire world believed him to be, so he's just going to leave a message here, as a warning of sorts. just in case. )

Wei Ying. Our bedroom is currently occupied. Please, do not disturb. If you notice anything peculiar in the city, come to me. Under the Gingko Tree.

[weiward]

[okay, he's just going to come straight to the gingko tree, because-]

Lan Zhan, what do you mean our bedroom is occupied!

[that's sacred space!]

[taciturnly]

( look, he knows. he wouldn’t let anyone walk anywhere near their bed normally, but “anyone” now just so happens to be himself, kind of. just way younger, and much more vulnerable, some wounds that will inevitably leave scars, and some others that will never heal.

he rises to his feet the moment wei wuxian appears, mouth twisted in a bout of uncertainty. how to put this eloquently... ) Wei Ying. ( he glances askance, catching a glimpse of pulled curtains, an open window that’d give one hell of a strange sight. ) I am here… and there as well. ( and his gaze resettles on his bonded, as warm as ever, and a little dark. )

[weiward]

...Huh?

[responding with his usual eloquence too. wei wuxian stares at him in confusion, but mostly because he sounds drunk without looking drunk. there was no sway in his step. no melancholic expression that makes him want to kiss the pout away.

here...and there as well. he glances back to the closed-off window before frowning.]

Lan Zhan, just tell me: who's in our bed right now?

[taciturnly]

( give him one glass right now and he’ll give you that pout. actually don’t. memories long gone have been particularly vivid in the past few hours, and he can’t afford to spiral down a familiar hole he might not know how to climb out of. not while he’s drunk, anyway.

he gets the confusion. his own hasn’t really ebbed away, but it’s easier somehow, so tangible he can only believe it. his lips part to let out a little sigh; he’s not lying!! it’s just. complicated, and he inclines his head as a means to drill the message deeper into wei wuxian’s skull. ) I am. ( welp, and his mouth curves oddly, a little helpless; he's sorry and just as dumbfounded as you okay. )

[weiward]

[of course he's not lying to him. the possibility of that never really entered his mind. but there must be some other explanation. lan zhan keeps telling him the same impossible thing, that he is somehow in their bedroom and here right in front of him at the same time. he reaches out to touch him on impulse, and he's as solid and warm as he was suddenly hoping him to be.

wei wuxian closes his eyes and pinches the bridge of his nose.]

Okay, so I shouldn't disturb the person in our bedroom because that person is you. [wei wuxian looks at him again, and it's then that he's really struck by his bonded's seriousness, the silent plea in his eyes. in that moment, he needs him.] Lan Zhan, this has to be some sort of a trick. A spell...a new scheme of Jin Guangyao's. Something!

text; un: jiangyanli

[rootstalks]

[ it's been an eventful few minutes and a very stressed orientation volunteer but she thinks she has it now. ]

wei wuxian

text | un:wwxwashere

[weiward]

[the way that just seeing that name puts his heart in his throat, a lump that he can't swallow past. that he can barely breathe past.

the last time she was here, he didn't know. he wasn't the wei wuxian who'd lost her, who was damned to live in a world without her. and he shouldn't dare, but he always dares. maybe he's setting himself up for heartbreak but-]

shijie?