#ghostlypath

[divinidy]

night has fallen in the forests. Xiaoliu had missed out the time to return to Qingshui, all for the measly harvest he had in his basket. It was disappointing, but at least there would still be some profit in the morning. He had tripped into a pond, too, and needed to start a fire soon to chase the cold winds away.

❛ What an unfortunate day ! ❜     He breathed out angrily to the small fire. Just then, his stomach growled. Xiaoliu sighed in frustration and leaned back against the crook of an old tree. He was tired and hungry and didn’t wish to move, but he must. At least to take off his outer coat and dry it on the branch.

A snap in his surroundings caused him to turn around hurriedly,     ❛ Who’s there ?! ❜     Fortunately, the eyes of deities held up well against the night. Still, he couldn’t make out anyone in the forest.

❛ I’m your mind giving you someone to talk to. ❜     the cheeky voice of @ghostlypath replied.

Xiaoliu quickly took up a particularly thick piece of wood and dipped it into the fire to use as a makeshift torch. He shined it frantically in front of him,     ❛ Sir, don’t do anything rash, okay ? I — I have powers ! ❜     Hopefully enough to deal with whoever was out there.

[nineheadeddemon-a]

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His lips twitched towards a smile that only decades of practice kept from breaking over his features at the exaggerated adulation for aid. Instead, he merely arched one brow cooly at the other before lifting a hand. One gesture had the ropes falling away from the other before he turned to walk back towards the direction the camp was in. Knowing full well that Wei Wuxian would follow him.

Only once his back was turned did his lips finally pull into a smile, amusement flickering in his eyes. He'd never admit it, but his life had become far more entertaining after the other had entered it. Headache-inducing at times, yes, but there was variety now. Like a fresh spring breeze bringing new life to the baren escape of winter.

[roscvcins]

@ghostlypath asked : ‘ no matter what , i’ll be here . ’ (yin yin)

His eyes NARROW, ever so slightly - the effect diminished likely very much by the bird that is currently perched on his shoulder, shedding a fluffy feather. Brushes it gently from his sleeve and steps into the other's personal space, regarding him from beneath thick lashes. "Sounds like you're agreeing to be implicated as my partner in crime." A smile, SHARPER than the ones he typically displays. "Have you thought it through? I don't take lightly to broken promises."

[reverielysian]

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If any of the annoyance flashed across Lan Wangji’s expression , it was quickly covered over once more by his usual stoic one. However the grip on Wei Wuxian’s waist only grew tighter, his fingers digging into the garments he was currently dressed in. Gazing down into those silvery gray eyes, he exhaled through his nose slowly. Amber hues narrowed slowly, while lips pushed into what appeared to be a pout. Oh my. “ Yes, mine. " This statement came out a bit dry, almost like he couldn’t understand why the other man couldn’t understand. But he supposed that was just how his beloved was - playful…and very..very dense when it came to somethings. 

Amber gaze traveled over to their animal friend behind their frames, he could see the annoyance. This made the smallest of smiles curl along the edges of his lips. However his attention soon went back to the other in his embrace. Now how could he make the other man understand ( did he even understand ? ). A kiss hadn’t done the trick, nor stated his emotional urges. No, that only got him an apple to eat. The sweetness of the fruit did linger on his tongue, as well as the taste which clung onto Wei Wuxian’s flesh - made a pool of hot desire curl and bubble in his stomach, rushing his veins. Shaking his head, ( shameless ). 

“ No, Wei Ying. “ came Lan Wangji’s reply, simple and short. 

Looking around the area he took note of how the season was changing. The trees that covered the grounds of this land were changing into autumn shades. Lazily he ran his hand up and down the others’ backside, while he mused quietly to himself. Maybe he’d play their song later in this area, relax and enjoy the new coming scents of the change. Turning to look back down at that smile, the smile which haunted his dreams - his every hour of breathing. He finally sighed heavily, and smirked. He knew how to throw his love off.. 

Three simple words . . . . 

“ I love you, Wei Ying. "

@ghostlypath

[h3artf3ltint3nt]

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Kexin can't help the smile that crosses her features at his cheerful greeting. He was always so full of energy. Even more so than she was, which was sometimes difficult to beat. Particularly when it came to her sect siblings. Well, besides A-Sang. She waves back and laughs softly as the pen bounces on to his lap. What in the world was he doing writing up there? How odd.

"How to Survive in Cloud Recesses guidebook?" she repeats, amused. "Surviving by not following rules I'm sure," she jokes, chuckling again. She shakes her head before lithely jumping onto the rooftop where he was sitting. "You know, telling me you were working on writing a guidebook does not answer my question," she muses, crossing her arms. Though the smile on her face shows that it's more playful than actually annoyed. Besides, she could tell that he hadn't anyways.

[divinidy]

[ surprise ] for Wei Wuxian to show up at Yang Jian’s place without explanation

It was easy enough to ignore attendant Xiao's worried glances when piles of evidence reports were sprawled before him in the Imperial Commandant Mansion. Yang Jian was still young, he always said, and so he could push himself much more than any other officials in the court.

He hadn't even changed out of his imperial armour.

Xiao sighs again, walking over,     ❛ Er-ye, everyone up and down the Jinyi Wei has gone to sleep two hours ago. What example are you setting ? ❜

Yang Jian held in his smile, not looking up from a report he was reading.     ❛ Setting example to who ? Who is watching ? Or are you going to gossip about me in the morning ? ❜

Attendant Xiao huffs. Knowing he’d talk himself into a trap, he shook his head and walked away. Just then, he spies a certain friend of the commander waltzing over the walls. He turns the other way, pretending he saw nothing. If anyone could make the Imperial Commander lighten up, it was Wei Wuxian.

This change in the atmosphere was not mistaken by Yang Jian, and he almost had his hand on the fake-fan on his table due to how uptight he was.   (   ready to turn into his broad trident, ready to strike.   ) ❛ Rather late, don’t you think ? ❜     Sensitive scrolls are clasped shut, then he turned to face @ghostlypath, countenance becoming a tad bit softer.

[divinidy]

the rain pitter patters, the leaves under its mercy. Sound is amplified in the darkening forest, but none to hear it save the divinities at a complete standstill. Wei Wuxian high in the trees, and Cang Xuan on the ground. He braces the wind and water in his eyes to look up at the prey of his dreams.

Calm exterior belied the amount of pride that swells up in Cang Xuan. Whether he brought in this devilish bird hot, or cold, Xiyan Wang would be forced to recognise him in front of the whole Xiyan court. The very thought pulls at his lips, and his eyes shine with all of his ego.

❛ A darkness with voices is better than a silent void. ❜     So @ghostlypath speaks.

❛ I, The Prince, have always preferred the cold steel, ❜     specks of gold flicker around an outstretched arm, manifesting a jadeite sword. ❛ For blood speaks truer. Come a little closer. ❜

[h3artf3ltint3nt]

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Kexin was someone that enjoyed reading. Or at least, she enjoyed reading that she found interesting. Thousands of rules or the same techniques she'd read and learned about already? Not so much. That being said, the Lan sect did hold the most extensive library, at least in regard to cultivation history and techniques, so she'd been told. Once the lessons for the day were over and Huaisang had run off somewhere (likely to catch birds or to paint), Kexin had decided to take the opportunity to browse said library, which led her to witness this situation. She wasn't exactly surprised by it, given the time she'd been around Wei Wuxian. But that didn't stop her from having the feeling that she was about to get dragged into some sort of mischief. Despite that feeling, she didn't hesitate to move closer when he gestured.

"A prank?" she replied in her own whisper, eyes widening some. "Wei-xiong, that's definitely going to get you into trouble," she commented. When he asked about Wangji, she sighed and answered with "Last I saw, he was talking with Xichen-ge,"

At his expression before his final statement, she furrowed her brows, wondering what he wanted. "A spare set of hands? You want me to help with your prank?" she asked in surprise. She shifted anxiously at the request. On one hand, she wanted to say no. Sure she and A-Sang played pranks pretty often back home, but they were meant to be representing their Sect while here and she didn't want to make Dà-gē look bad or disappoint him. On the other hand, she had wanted to make friends and well, Wei Wuxian was pretty fun to be around and she wanted him and Jiang Wanyin to like her. After a moment of contemplation she sighed and held her hands out. "I am so going to regret this," she murmured, relenting to help him.