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and its not even just that he survives the burial mounds</3 he transforms it entirely against all odds with the power of LOVE and COMMUNITY and RADICALISED CLASS CONSCIOUSNESS !!!

The sword array descended slowly, approaching the black peak. Wen Chao, “Look at the dark air. Tsk tsk tsk, the hostile energy is strong, isn’t it? And the resentful energy is thick, isn’t it? Even us at the Wen Sect weren’t able to do anything about it. We could only surround it and prevent people from going in. This is still daytime. At night, really any—-thing can be found in there. When a living person goes in here, both the body and the soul, they cannot return, unable to get out for all of eternity.”

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Wei WuXian was shaking his leg, “How about potatoes?” The woman’s tone was resolute, “Radishes. Radishes are easy to grow. They don’t die as often. Potatoes are hard to look after.” Wei WuXian, “Radishes are disgusting.” Jiang Cheng snorted. Wei WuXian and Wen Qing finally turned around. They weren’t surprised when they saw him. Wei WuXian stood up. When he walked over, he said nothing and continued to walk up the mountain, hands behind his back. Jiang Cheng didn’t ask either, he just followed behind him. Soon later, a group of men appeared beside the path, busying themselves before a rack made of wood. They were probably all cultivators of the Wen Sect. Yet, having taken off their robes of sun and flames and put on clothes made of coarse cloth with hammers and saws in their hands, timber and straws on their shoulders, they climbed up and down, worked inside and out; they were not at all different from ordinary farmers and hunters. When they saw Jiang Cheng, they could tell by his clothes and sword that he was a prominent sect leader. As though they still felt some fear, they all stopped what they were doing, looking over with hesitation, not even daring to let out a breath. Wei WuXian waved his hand, “Just continue.” As soon as he spoke, the people all went back to their work, feeling relieved. Jiang Cheng asked, “What are they doing?” Wei WuXian, “Can’t you tell? Building houses.”

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Suddenly, Wei WuXian wrinkled his brows, his head tilting to the side. Softly, Lan WangJi moved his head back where it was, so that he wouldn’t end up with a stiff neck. Wei WuXian murmured, “Lan Zhan.” Everyone thought that he was waking up. They were ecstatic, but Wei WuXian’s eyes were still tightly shut. Lan WangJi, on the other hand, looked just as usual, “Mn. I am here.” Wei WuXian was quiet again. As though he felt safe, he shifted closer toward Lan WangJi and continued to sleep. The boys stared at the two blankly. For some reason, their cheeks suddenly flushed. Lan SiZhui was the first to stand up, stammering, “H-HanGuang-Jun, we will go out and get some fresh air…” They almost fled the scene, rushing to the deck. With the night wind, it seemed that their suffocating feelings from before were finally blown away. One of them asked, “What happened? Why did we have to come out?! Why?!” OuYang ZiZhen covered his face, “I don’t know what happened either, but all of a sudden I just felt that we really shouldn’t be in there!” A few of them pointed at one another, “Why did you blush?!” “I only blushed because you blushed!”

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mutuals go here immediately

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Although ‘to be wherever the chaos is’ was praised by many, the only person who really followed this was Lan WangJi, the one beside him right now.

lan wangji's arc rlly is so lovely☹️☹️☹️ i think the most beautiful thing you can possibly do in your grief for someone else is to correct where you failed them and improve the world in their image and thats what he did. he raised lan sizhui as an extension of what wei wuxian built in the burial mounds he earns the trust and affections of the juniors through his actions and then in wei wuxian's second life he is steadfast in his devotion to him against the rest of the cultivation world which is where he failed him before. in wei wuxian's first life, all of lan wangji's attempts to protect him are in spite of wei wuxian's own agency — he wants to bring wei wuxian back to gusu to save him from himself and though he defends him to the other clans he doesn't condemn their ongoing persecution of wei wuxian and the wen refugees in any meaningful way even after visiting the burial mounds himself — like he literally asks for lan wangji to provide a path where he can protect those he cares for and still participate in his world but he cant because he knows that the two r fundamentally incompatible and still leaves wei wuxian and returns to those oppressive structures anyway. and yes of course in part during his second life lan wangji has missed him and loves him and therefore genuinely wants his company and to protect him but also the experience of having known and loved and failed wei wuxian in his first life has clearly changed him soooo radically even without the allure of personal gain

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Lan WangJi was standing right beneath the tree, looking at him with his chin raised. He was clothed in white as well. He didn’t hold a lantern, but moonlight glided down his body, almost enveloping him in a soft halo, making him seem so bright. He looked up at the top of the tree with a dedicated expression. He seemed to have walked a few steps closer, almost as if to stretch his arms out. All of a sudden, an abnormally strong impulse surged into Wei WuXian’s mind. He wanted to fall down again, just like back then. A voice inside of him said, If he catches me, I’ll… At this point where he thought ‘I’ll’, Wei WuXian let go. Seeing that he fell out of the tree without any warning, Lan WangJi’s eyes immediately widened. He shot forward just in time to catch Wei WuXian, or one might say, be caught by Wei WuXian. Lan WangJi’s figure was slender. He seemed to be quite the scholarly young master, but his power wasn’t to be disregarded. Not only was his arm strength shocking, his lower body was steady too. But, after all, it was a grown man who jumped from the tree, so although he caught Wei WuXian, he staggered slightly, walking a step backward. Immediately, however, he steadied himself. Just as he was about to let go of Wei WuXian, he realized that Wei WuXian’s arms were tightly wrapped around his neck, preventing him from moving in the slightest. He couldn’t see Wei WuXian’s face. Wei WuXian couldn’t see his face either, but he didn’t need to. When he closed his eyes, all he breathed in was the cold sandalwood on Lan WangJi’s body. His voice was hoarse, “Thank you.” He wasn’t scared of falling. All these years, he’d fallen many times. But falling on the ground still hurt, after all. If someone was there to catch him, it’d be more than wonderful. Hearing Wei WuXian thank him, Lan WangJi’s body seemed to freeze for a second. The hand that was about to be laid on Wei WuXian’s back paused before it returned. After a moment of silence, Lan WangJi responded, “You are welcome.”

if he catches me i'll ....... aghh ... Agh . Agh . Im sick. he wasnt scared of falling all these years he'd fallen many times but falling on the ground still hurt after all if there was someone thre to catch him it'd be more than wonderful ......... love is soo real and wx r the last real lovers left alive >__<

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Lan WangJi, clothed in white and carrying Bichen on his back, stood frozen amid the crowd’s encirclement. He even seemed somewhat at a loss. When he took another look, Wei WuXian laughed so hard that he almost tripped over himself. A little kid sat collapsed before Lan WangJi’s feet, bawling his eyes out. Lan WangJi could neither stay nor leave, neither reach out nor talk to him. With a serious expression on his face, he seemed to be thinking about what to do. One of the passerbys spoke up, nibbling on melon seeds, “What’s happenin’ here? The young’un cried so hard it scared me to death.” Someone commented assuredly, “He was definitely scolded by his dad.” Hiding in the crowd as he heard the words ‘his dad’, Wei WuXian almost exploded with laughter. Lan WangJi immediately looked up, denying it, “I am not.” Wen Yuan didn’t know what the people were talking about. When children were scared, they always called out to those they were close to. And so, sobbing, he called, “Dad! Dad…” A passerby spoke up at once, “Listen! Told you he’s his dad!”

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With such a rhetorical question, Lan WangJi was surprisingly at a lost for words. He glared at him for a long while before he turned to Wen Yuan. Due to his stare, Wen Yuan started shaking again. A moment later, Lan WangJi asked Wen Yuan, “Which one… do you want?” Wen Yuan hadn’t understood what was going on yet. Lan WangJi pointed at the things in the vendor’s baskets, “Of the things here, which one do you want?” Wen Yuan stared at him in terror. He didn’t even dare let out a single breath. An hour later, Wen Yuan finally stopped crying. He kept on feeling his pockets, stuffed full of the playthings that Lan WangJi bought for him. Seeing that his tears finally stopped, Lan WangJi seemed to be relieved. Yet, with a blushing face, Wen Yuan snuck over quietly and wrapped his arms around his leg. Looking down, Lan WangJi saw the extra object on his leg, “…” Wei WuXian laughed madly, “Hahahahaha! Lan Zhan, congratulations! He’s taken a liking to you! He hugs the leg of whoever he likes, and he never lets go.”

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Lan WangJi’s brows sunk low as he shook his head. A few moments later, he replied in a low voice, “Brother, I want to take someone back to the Cloud Recesses.” Lan XiChen was surprised, “Take someone back to the Cloud Recesses?” Lan WangJi nodded, his expression pensive. After a pause, he continued, “Take him back… and hide him somewhere.” Lan XiChen’s eyes immediately widened. Ever since their mother passed away, this brother of his had gradually become more and more withdrawn. Apart from going on night-hunts, he’d shut himself in his room all day long, reading, meditating, practicing calligraphy, playing his guqin, and improving his cultivation. He never talked much to anyone except for him, his elder brother. Yet, this was the first time that such words found their way outside of his lips. Lan XiChen, “Hide him somewhere?” Lan WangJi frowned softly. He began again, “But he is not willing.”

this is so sad he picked the worlds most independent omega to want to atticwife ☹️☹️

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That night, Jiang Cheng locked Wei WuXian outside his room, refusing to let him in. Wei WuXian knocked on the door, “Shidi, Shidi, let me in. I want to sleep.” Inside of the room, Jiang Cheng shouted with his back on the door, “Who’s your shidi?! Give me back Princess, give me back Jasmine, give me back Love!” Princess, Jasmine, and Love were all puppies that he used to own. Wei WuXian knew that Jiang FengMian sent them away because of him. He whispered, “I’m sorry. But… But I really am scared of them…” In Jiang Cheng’s memory, the total number of times Jiang FengMian picked him up wouldn’t even add up to five. Every single instance was enough for him to be happy for months. A fire brewed inside of him, unable to be released. All that he asked himself was ‘why, why, why’. Suddenly, he saw that a set of bedding that wasn’t his own was now inside his room. The anger and indignation immediately rushed to his forehead, making him pickup Wei WuXian’s sheets and blankets. Wei WuXian waited outside for a long time. When the door opened, before the joy could spread onto his face, he was bombarded with a pile of things being thrown out. The door banged shut again. Jiang Cheng told him from inside, “Go sleep somewhere else! This is my room! You’re even gonna steal my room?!” At that time, Wei WuXian didn’t know what Jiang Cheng was mad about at all. After a pause, he replied, “I didn’t steal anything. It’s Uncle Jiang who told me to sleep with you.” Hearing that he was still bringing up his father, almost as if he was purposely showing off, Jiang Cheng’s eyes reddened as he yelled, “Go away! If I see you again, I’ll call a bunch of dogs to bite you!” Standing outside, as Wei WuXian heard that dogs would come bite him, fear immediately bubbled within him. Twisting his fingers, he hurried, “I’ll go, I’ll go. Don’t call the dogs!” Dragging behind him the sheets and blanket that were thrown outside, he ran out the hall. Having only arrived at Lotus Pier for a short period of time, he didn’t dare jump around yet. Every day, he obediently holed up in the places that Jiang FengMian told him to stay at. He didn’t even know where his room was, much less have the courage to knock on other people’s doors, scared that it’d disturb someone’s dreams. Having thought for a while, he walked to a corner of the hallway where there was no wind, laid down his sheets, and lay down right there. But the longer he spent there, the louder Jiang Cheng’s ‘I’ll call a bunch of dogs to bite you’ echoed in his head. Wei WuXian grew more afraid the more he thought about it. He tossed and turned under the blanket, feeling that a bunch of dogs surrounded him whenever he heard a single sound. After a while of torment, he felt that he couldn’t stay there any longer. Leaping up, he rolled up the sheets, folded the blanket, and fled Lotus Pier.