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"But oh, how could we do aught but carve our names here, into the posts of the house where our love was finally declared?" shouts the actor currently pretending to be Wei Wuxian.
The real Wei Wuxian snickers into his sleeve while the harangued owner of the house in question still stands behind the actors wielding a broom at his gate and glaring at everyone.
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A fic I wrote for @howdydowdy because we both had crap weeks and sometimes you just need some good wholesome...something.
Hope you enjoy, darling!
also if you look in the notes it's based off of a premise of howdy's that grew legs and bolted for the door so like check that out, but I hear that tumblr and links are weird things.

















