my tender lover, oh how i’ve missed you

[expressive-bread]

love them

[starsandskiees]

This is the only tiktok you’ll ever need, I’ve made about 13 of these and I’m not stopping anytime soon

[lunarcatninja]

I’m reblogging again because I did it myself and added pictures for those who have trouble learning from the video.

First take a standard rectangular piece of paper (I used one from a small notebook which I ripped out then cut the holes off)

Then fold in half touching the shorter side to the opposite shorter side.

Fold again making the new shorter side touch the other new shorter side

I did this one more time, but this time I unfolded it right after to get back to where it was only folded twice. It should have left a crease in the paper.

Using this crease, fold the corners up alongside it to look like this

This are also going to be unfolded, but this time you’re going to push in alongside the triangular folds you just made and undid.

Doing this once will result in this

Hold tight because tumblr won’t let me add more pictures. I’ll reblog will the rest of the instructions

[lunarcatninja]

Continuing on,

Do the other side of you haven’t already to get this

You’ll open these newly created flap to change which parts are touching

Leaving you with this

Then you start pulling the top “tabs” down

Do both sides to get the final folded form

Decorate as desired.

Hope this helps!

[honey-soaked-wings-deactivated2]

Ratio for the rectangle size is 2:3

So 6 cm by 9cm

[cottonkhaleesi]

I uh, lost an evening:

Thanatos knows that I hecking love cute origami, and moths, so really, what was I supposed to do, scroll past and not take the opportunity to make butterfly and moth page markers???

[edwardsvirginity]

just thinkin… about the cullens taking time out of pretending to be high schoolers to do something Actually Cool. become spies or some shit. manipulate world politics. rob a bunch of billionaires blind. repatriate art stolen by nazis or colonizers. just rocking up to new york/london/tokyo/monte carlo/hong kong/paris/geneva/dubai and ingratiating themselves with the local socialites. sure they’re weird, but all old money families are weird. would there REALLY be that many questions about a bunch of filthy rich, devastatingly beautiful, insanely young socialites? maybe they murdered their real parents. no one cares. everyone else is a war criminal. i just need rosalie in a tight red dress with a slit to her hip flirting with an old white man at a gala while she pulls some elaborate con on him. alice becoming the hottest #influencer, sartorial legend, local celebrity, smiling as she straight up *runs* the stock market. vamp bella working for interpol to bring down an international human trafficking ring. carlisle and esme charming millions of dollars in donations out of the elite for homeless lgbt youth and free hospitals. emmett pretending to be a retired athlete and absolutely destroying professional athletes that prey on women. jasper manipulating ppl into voting for better policies by fucking with their emotions. i just desperately need the whole cullen fam in formalwear at fancy parties fucking up the lives of rich people and underhandedly setting right some global wrongs

[wangxiansoulmates]

lan xichen has many regrets

okay i don’t know all the details so i might be incorrect with some methods but like bear with me. this one shot(?) is set after wei wuxian’s death

i was feeling angsty so yeah warning

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it happens sometime after noon, lan xichen has been traveling to meet jin guangyao and settle some trivial matters. upon returning to cloud recesses some worried disciples approached him

“lan wangji hasn’t been eating for four days” they tell him, a bit alarmed and a slight layer of worry coating their voice

lan xichen freezes, confused, wondering what had happened. wangji was sent into seclusion to repent his wrongdoings. lan xichen snaps back into reality and demands more details. turns out no one has taken the food that was left for lan wangji

lan xichen excuses himself and walks to wangji’s seclusion area with a heavy heart. it has been few weeks since wei wuxian died

lan xichen stops in front of small cottage high up in the mountains, this is where lan wangji was currently secluded. he knocks, no one answers. lan xichen feels his heart beat faster

“wangji” he calls softly, his voice betraying him, his hands shaking “wangji, i’m coming in” he says and pushed the door open, surprisingly it’s unlocked

he walks a bit further into the cottage house and after few seconds he feels his heart shatter and pierce him from within, blood rushing into his head, making him dizzy

wangji is sitting at the table, his guqin on it, and he’s strumming. it’d be all fine had wangji not been bleeding

wangji murmurs his name again as he strums, blood droplets flying forward with his motion. it looks like his fingers are bleeding heavily, lan xichen can faintly distinguish the outline of how much skin wangji shed in the process

four days. had wangji strummed guqin for four days?

without another word lan xichen rushes by wangji’s side, grabbing his shoulders and turning wangji to look into his bloodshot eyes

how long have you been awake?

“WANGJI!” he shouts, alarmed, the blank expression on wangji’s face makes him want to disappear with the wind

he holds him close, tears welling in his eyes as he feels wangji bleed all over his robes. “brother” wangji whispers, he sounds drained

“i’m here”

“i’m cold, brother” wangji whispers, his voice cracking, still bleeding heavily, his fingers shake, tremor evident

“oh wangji” lan xichen murmurs, pulling away and looking into lan wangji’s eyes, trying to find him

but he’s gone, so long gone, lan xichen can’t read him like he used to. lan wangji has distanced himself. he has put a high wall between them, a wall that prevents lan xichen’s passing

and he understands. he helped kill the person wangji loved. and he hates himself every day because of it

wangji looks malnourished, his cheeks hollow, his eyes lifeless, and he’s still bleeding

lan xichen breathes in as he starts passing spiritual energy to wangji. he sees his fingers heal, bleeding stops and wounds seal themselves. he wonders if he can heal wangji’s soul

lan xichen stays with him longer, he wants to say so many things. but wangji is so quiet, so distant. he’s here physically but he wonders where he has gone mentally

“wangji” and wangji looks at him, so many things in his eyes, so many words he wants to pierce into lan xichen but doesn’t dare to, and it makes lan xichen wonder

is it because he respects him?

is it because he loves him?

is it because wangji is tired?

“wangji...” lan xichen finds himself at loss of words. he doesn’t know what to say, doesn’t know which words will break the thin glass he had been jumping on

“brother, i’m cold” wangji repeats, looking into his eyes and for a second lan xichen can swear his wangji is in there somewhere. it goes away as fast as it comes

“will it ever stop?” wangji looks past him, out the window that has a view of the trees

“wangji, you need to eat” he manages, flinching when wangji fixes him with an unreadable expression

“please, would you eat?” wangji nods

lan xichen had wondered for a few weeks, why did it have to come down to this? why did he have to take part in the death of his brother’s love?

why was lan xichen’s hands tinted with wei wuxian’s blood?

why couldn’t things be simpler?

lan xichen brings in a bowl of soup and looks at wangji’s still trembling fingers. it’s like he doesn’t even notice that lan xichen left and came back

lan xichen feeds him, spoon into the mouth, and wangji stares, not saying anything. and for once the silence is deafening. it’s so loud and it’s bursting lan xichen’s eardrums. he can hear his heart beating in his chest

“how could you do it?” lan wangji whispers, his deep eyes staring into lan xichen’s. the grip on the spoon he’s holding tightens and he grits his teeth

“i started playing because i felt wei ying’s presence... so i thought, if i inquire he might respond... but it was futile” wangji mocks himself, it makes lan xichen hurt deep in his soul, something twists and grabs him, choking him to death

“h-how could you kill him?” he stutters, this is the most... hurt? pained? hateful? tone he has heard from wangji. it’s new and absolutely terrifying

“wangji, i never wished for it to end this way” he manages, not believing that he sounds credible. lan wangji fixes him with another look

is it hate?

is it pain?

wangji, i’m sorry

“leave” wangji demands, getting up and dusting himself

“leave” he repeats before xichen has a chance to say anything else

“i’m sorry, wangji” he raises his voice a bit and hears a sharp intake of breath

wangji, i’m so sorry

he leaves. closing the door behind him, and hears the bowl smash onto the floor

every step back feels like thousand rocks atop his shoulders, and every time he breathes in he feels his lung fill weight

he wonders if wangji will ever forgive him

he wonders if he can redeem himself

he wonders so many things, but the bottom line is he has caused pain to the only one he had always wished to protect

when he saw wangji crying heavily after he had been told that mother is never coming back xichen had made a vow with himself. he promised to always make wangji happy and promised to never be the source of his tears

and now as he walks down the mountain he laughs pitifully at himself. because ironically he had become the very source behind wangji’s pain

lan xichen just hopes that time will heal. he wishes for wei wuxian’s forgiveness

[shymagnolia]

so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god

[shymagnolia]

okay so i just got my dream job??? a week after applying to it?? and now i’m thinking….maybe this is the good luck post

[flagellant]

…..not even six hours later i got an offer of a well paying full time long-term job with free room and board in queens in nyc, allowing me independence and a way to escape an abusive situation and an unhealthy environment

likes charge reblogs cast, folks, this is the good luck post

[quidditygenesis]

Gonna try it. Need me some good luck.

[rakiah]

Siblings 🌸

[wangxiansoulmates]

this is so wholesome and cute ;;-;; good job op!!

[enbycupcake]

xiyao + hands

[wangxiansoulmates]

enbypumpkin: xiyao + hands IT’S THE WAY LAN XICHEN HAD NO MF BUSINESS TAKING THE BOX LIKE THAT WTF. HOMIE LITERALLY WENT FULL CARESS AND FOR WHAT? TO TAKE A BOX? BITCH LEAVE U GAY ASF

[wangxiansoulmates]

jin zixuan and jiang yanli scenarios because i know we all miss them the most :(

jin zixuan likes getting his hair stroked. not a lot of people know, only his mother and a-li and that’s enough. sometime in the evenings, they’d lay together on their balcony, jin zixuan laying over a-li’s chest as she cards her fingers gently through his hair and hums him a tune. he will occasionally sigh comfortably and kiss the palm of her other hand and them :(

yanli gets excited about kites and jin zixuan has noticed. since she had come to lanlingjin she hasn’t seen her juniors and a-xian managing the kites in the sky and jin zixuan noticed. so one day while she’s napping he gathers 150 kites and hands each one to the junior disciples and commands them to stand still. he gently awakens a-li and leads her outside where he sees her eyes light up with happiness and glee as she overlooks 150 kites that form a lotus flower. she turns to him, adoration is written over her beautiful features and kisses him gently on the cheek “thank you, a-xuan” and he blushes because no one ever calls him that except for her. she doesn’t stop there though, she intertwines their fingers and leans into his shoulders, looking up and thanking him for everything

one day a-li wakes up and she’s not feeling very well, jin zixuan awakens when she starts coughing loudly and he’s by her side in a second, holding her up and checking her forehead “you’re burning up, a-li” he says urgently and she coughs while looking at him “i do feel a bit feverish” jin zixuan gently shakes his head at her and kisses her forehead before he walks off to get some medicine. a-li chuckles after him

one day a-ling is being very quiet so yanli asks him to check up on him and when he looks into the garden he sees a-ling sitting and talking with... a lotus flower? jin zixuan had planted lotuses in the back portion of their room for a-li and now his son was talking to one of the lotuses that were turned towards him “a-li! a-li! come look!” he whispers excitedly and she hurries over, peering over his shoulder and gasps softly “he’s-” “a-li, he’s talking to the lotus flower!” jin zixuan exclaims, still whispering and she laughs

one night, after they have made love, they lay by each other’s side and just softly look at each other. jin zixuan extends his arms and she cuddles up to his side, burying her face into his chest and chuckles at him “what’s so funny?” he asks, caressing her shoulders “nothing, you just smell like me” she replies and basks when her husband flushes, his cheeks turning rosy and he just hugs her tighter “stupid girl” 

one night when jin zixuan is going on a night hunt with lan wangji and jiang cheng she takes it upon herself to pack him something to eat “remember, don’t fight with second master lan and be nice to a-cheng” he stands there and looks at her, not even paying attention, just enjoying how quickly she maneuvers around the place and packs him food “i won’t a-li” and she turns around, a loving expression on her face, handing him a pouch with all the food inside “be safe” she whispers and he nods and starts for the door. she stops him for a second and pulls him down for a kiss, he gasps into it but quickly balances her and kisses back, smiling into the kiss. when they pull apart she doesn’t seem to want to let go “a-li, i won’t be gone for long” he promises, kisses her forehead and lets his hand fall from her waist. she still has a hesitant expression and holds onto his robes tightly. so he says something else that has her pushing him out of the door, blushing “i’ll make love to you when i come back...” jin zixuan laughs on his way down, liking the fact that he’s not the only one who’s weak to her

[wangxiansoulmates]

jin guangyao and his feelings

okay but the absolute RAW and GENUINE feelings he has towards lan xichen will always leave me breathless

this man has killed everyone around him including his father, wife, etc, but never once he has he even thought of harming lan xichen

the way jin guangyao is absolutely gone for one person who respects him. it’s the way jin guangyao stayed shameless till the end and asked xichen to die with him because he knew xichen would

and getting that kind of validation was once again a firm smack in the face about how much xichen cares for him and how much jin guangyao will do for one ridiculous man who is standing in front of him, face pained, and decides to STAY and DIE with him. LIKE HELLO?????

like i still can’t process this i’m sorry i need a second

jin guangyao is absolutely ruthless, revolting, and fucking god is he amazing. but the sheer fact that he has never thought of harming xichen just reaches down and rips something from me

the way he shows his emotions is shitty but the way his actions speak, it’s more than enough

he absolutely loves lan xichen, i don’t know in what sense, but i am sure that jin guangyao would lift mountains and push the sun under the earth for lan xichen and the way lan xichen would do the same for him

just bros being bros

i’m sorry but there’s obviously more going on. jin guangyao saved his life back when cloud recesses was burning down and they became close and now i don’t know how to act because the bond they share is so... RAW AND OPEN AND PAINFUL

like after everything i know lan xichen wouldn’t even think that he’d rather never meet jin guangyao and he may despise huaisang just a tiny bit secretly because yes a-yao had done horrible things but... meng yao was the one who saved him

i’m rambling so imma shush rn so yeah i just wanted to say that yes jin guangyao may be a piece of shit but he’s a piece of shit who’d kill anyone and move anything for lan xichen

[wangxiansoulmates]

wwx dies on Qiongqi Road

some of you are about to unfollow or block me but i was feeling angsty and here we fucking are with feels

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jin zixuan has arrived but he had arrived a bit too late. as soon as he neared the road he saw jin zixun pointing and accusing wei wuxian of a curse

he lowered himself and asked what was happening, asking wei wuxian to put his flute down but wei wuxian huffed at him, accusing him of being part of this

jin zixuan turned around for a second, just a second, to confront jin zixun and find out just what the hell was going on when he heard it

an arrow penetrating human’s body

he had heard it countless times during sunshot campaign and jin zixuan was frozen in his place for a moment as he heard a pained groan and he quickly turned around

there was an arrow protruding from wei wuxian’s chest, right where his heart was, and his eyes read the most brutal story of betrayal and pain

“jin zi-xuan” wei wuxian croaked out, breath catching in his throat

one, two, and wei wuxian was on the ground, gasping and jin zixuan didn’t know what to do with himself

and then they heard someone else. the voice rang so high in the air that it could shatter a glass

“wei ying!”

when had lan wangji gotten here?

lan zhan lowered himself, almost stumbling off his sword and approached wei wuxian quickly, collecting him into his arms

lan zhan looked, petrified, into wei wuxian’s eyes and then at the arrow that was struck into his chest and tears rolled down his eyes, his hand grasping wei wuxian’s, passing the spiritual energy he knew woulsnt help now. nevertheless, he rested his forehead across wei wuxian’s and tried to breathe

“lan- zhan” wei wuxian trembled “i’m so cold” lan zhan’s heart shattered into pieces and scattered onto the dirt ground like measly dust

“you’re warm, lan zh-” wei wuxian’s speech stopped and lan zhan felt it all at once. how wei ying’s eyes fluttered close. how the hand that was tightly holding onto lan zhan’s went limp. and how his chest stopped rising and falling, rugged breathes no longer escaping his tortured soul

and then it stopped. wei wuxian died

and then all hell broke lose. lan wangji’s shout of his name resonated into the air as a wail of the one who had lost his soulmate

“wei ying!” lan wangji shouted, his voice breaking

and then he bled. he bled from his eyes and mouth, his heart bled for the one in his arms. he felt his blood rising and slamming against his ribcage as he held onto wei wuxian tighter. as he held him just a bit closer

and then he cried. tears seemed to flow out of him as he kept repeating wei wuxian’s name. it was so out of character for someone like him but they heard it. how broken and pained and absolutely destroyed he sounded as he held onto wei wuxian’s body

lan zhan doesn’t know how long he has been sitting there. he doesn’t know how long he has been holding wei ying’s immobile body but after what he presumes was an hour he hears people approaching. their nervous voices mingling with each other

he sees his brother out of his line of sight and sees jiang wanyin running up to them and then he sees jin guangshan accompanied by jin zixuan

bichen unsheathes itself and flies through the sky to point right at the group that has approached him

“wangji!” lan xichen sounds so worried, the shake in his voice prominent as he calls for his brother “wangji, are you hurt?” he calls out and lan zhan just shakes his head

is he hurt? he’s numb. he doesn’t know

“wangji, is childe wei-” he stops himself as he looks at lan wangji’s lifeless eyes

“wei- ying” lan zhan manages to croak out “wei ying is gone” he whispers, tightening his hold onto the limp hand of wei ying’s that’s still resting on his palm

“wangji, you have to get up, wangji” lan xichen urges and this time bichen points at him, lan xichen is speechless

“don’t come near” lan wangji warns, his eyes brimming with fire and as he glares down at jiang wanyin he sees that the other feels his hatred and resentment

good

“wangji-” lan xichen tried again but lan wangji doesn’t want to listen. he doesn’t let anyone near. the sun sets and he’s still kneeling, still holding, still broken

wei ying’s body is getting colder by the second, his hands getting colder by the second. warmth leaving him and only lan wangji there to hold him

“wei ying” he tries again, rocking him a bit “are you warm?” lan zhan’s words tumble out of his mouth. he’s hysterical in the most calmest way and it’s absolutely terrifying

“wei ying, i’m sorry. i was late” he holds on a bit tighter, cradled wei wuxian a little but closer and looks up at the orange sky

it’s so pretty and vibrant. it reminds him of wei ying, memories of their better days rushing into his vision and hurting him more and more, pouring vinegar into his still bleeding wounds

lan zhan aches. all over. his legs and his arms and his heart and his soul. he aches and he feels so empty

he can see that he’s surrounded, jin clan soldiers all around him. jin guangshan’s voice telling him to let go of wei wuxian

and he ignored them all, stroking wei ying’s hair. bichen still pointed at people who dare cross the line he had drew

he won’t have mercy on anyone. he won’t have mercy on any one of them that had tried to hurt wei ying

he’ll kill jin zixun a bit later but for now he wants to stay with wei ying

he hears a cry of a maiden. a maiden far too familiar as she just approaches the group. jiang yanli

her eyes are swollen, her lips all red and her handkerchief damp. lan zhan maintains eye contact with her and nods

she crosses the line but bichen doesn’t waver. it won’t let anyone else through

jiang yanli dashes over to them and falls on her knees in front of lan zhan and wei ying

“a-xian!” she cries. gritting her teeth and reaching out to stroke his cold cheek “a-xian, oh, i’m so sorry”

she sounds like she’s in so much pain and lan zhan can see jin zixuan fidgeting and sees him planning to step over but that’s when bichen pints at him, warning him to not test lan wangji

lan zhan moves a bit back and let’s jiang yanli get a close look at wei ying. she shakes as she brushes the hair off his shoulder and she whimpers when she sees the arrow. a jin clan arrow. sticking out from her brother’s chest

“a-xian, rest in peace, my little warrior” she whispers as she cries. her tears falling onto her dress and she grabs lan zhan’s shoulder for support and he lets her

some time passes and she looks at him “second master lan, you should get up” and surprisingly he obeys but not before hooking his arms under wei ying’s legs and lifting him up, holding him close

“which way?” his voice is hoarse as he looks at only her. jin clan still surrounding them, swords still drawn but so is bichen

“we need to bury him” jiang yanli forces the words out like a curse and sees lan zhan’s eyes fill with more sadness

“second master lan, it would be disrespectful to leave a-xian’s body like this” and he agrees but it’s so difficult to part with wei ying

lan zhan doesn’t trust jin clan, he doesn’t trust anyone at this moment, except this woman

“i’ll take his body to lotus pier. you can come if you’d like” she offers, her voice gentle as she squeezes wei ying’s hand

and lan zhan agrees but before that he has some business to take care of. so, he gently lies wei ying into jiang yanli’s carriage, bichen still drawn, and nods at her

she goes away, jin zixuan going to follow her but she stops him with a cold look “don’t follow me” it’s not a request, it’s a command and a threat. she’s grieving and god forbid anyone who crosses a path of a strong woman when she grieves her brother’s death

jin zixuan stays back, defeated and follows his father and jin clan soldiers back into their residence

now it’s just him and lan xichen and that’s when lan zhan realizes that he has been kneeling for so long that his feet just give up under him, and he staggers

thankfully lan xichen grabs him before he falls but lan wangji harshly slaps his hand away “don’t touch me” and lan xichen understands. right now lan zhan must think he has been on this since he had a part in suggesting to invite wei wuxian over for a-ling’s celebration

bichen sheathes itself by lan wangji’s side and he straightens up by himself. feeling weak and empty without wei ying to hold onto

“i don’t feel anything” lan wangji utters, numb and so pained at the same time. it reaches deep within his soul and pulls at his heart, as if trying to rip it out

and lan zhan wouldn’t mind. he’d let it happen

because he has nothing else to lose

[wangxiansoulmates]

Qiongqi Road: rewritten

okay so i’m sad over jin zixuan again so i’m gonna rewrite the terrible thing that happened and make it tolerable. ok good. hope you enjoy!

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jin zixuan was filled with worry the second guangyao told him that zixun had gone somewhere. today was the day wei wuxian would be visiting for jin ling’s celebration and jin zixuan was aware of zixun’s hatred towards the grandmaster

jin zixuan and wei wuxian had never been close friends but zixuan has more respect for him than he’d like to admit. when he was being arrogant towards a-li wei wuxian fought tooth and nail with him to protect her

zixuan is sure he’d beat the daylights out of himself if he could go back in time. he respects wei wuxian not only for that but because he stood up for what was right, not caring about the consequences of being shunned

zixuan admired wei wuxian, and he’d be damned if he’d let anything happen to his brother in law, especially if the one to bring harm was his own relative

he didn’t need to travel far before he saw jin zixun clearly ambushing wei wuxian and wen ning. his blood boiled as he lowered himself and came into wei wuxian’s line of sight

“wei wuxian” he called and got wei wuxian’s attention. the man looked him down, something crossing his eyes. maybe thinking jin zixuan was a part of this

“are you a part of this, jin zixuan?” wei wuxian roared at him, strong and dripping with energy

“i’m not!” wei wuxian could read on his face that he had no part in this. jin zixuan glanced upwards and noticed all the jin people surrounding wen ning

“call them off” he growled at jin zixun, startled the latter obeyed, whistling for people

“wei wuxian, what happened?” jin zixuan asked, nearing wei wuxian but stopping when the other took the step back

“he has put a curse on me! he had always disliked me i know this is all his doing. falling to the hands of the demonic cultivation. who else would curse me? he’s been jealous of our status ever since the beginning!” jin zixun yelled behind him. zixuan saw that wei wuxian was about to open his mouth but he beat him to it when he whirled around and faced zixun

“shut up! none of it is real. you’re sprouting absolute nonsense! silence, that’s an order!” jin zixuan was so incredibly betrayed. today was a-ling’s celebration. how dare zixun cause such a scene and attempt at wei wuxian’s life?

“i did not put a curse on you. if i wanted you dead you wouldn’t be standing here” wei wuxian growled, opening the front of his robes and brandishing his clear chest, with no markings or indications that he had been the one to put on the curse

“did you ask him for evidence? did you hear his explanation? or did you dive into ambushing him because you had other intentions. jin xichen, you have no face” jin zixuan neared zixun and socked him in the face

“how dare you cause such a scene at my son’s celebration date? do you have no shame? ambushing my brother-in-law?” jin zixuan yelled at him, he could hear wei wuxian gasp softly behind him

“him?! your brother?!” jin zixun exclaimed angrily and was cut short as zixuan glared at him. he motioned for jin soldiers and looked them down “every single one of you will be punished tomorrow. how dare you try and ambush our family member?” everyone looked down in shame

“grab him and go back. lock him in his chambers” jin zixuan turned towards zixun and glared him down “don’t show your face around today, or there will be consequences”

as he watched jin soldiers drag zixun away jin zixuan turned towards wei wuxian, nearing him with confidence. he stopped within arm lengths, brought his hands in front of him and bowed to wei wuxian

“jin zixuan...” wei ying grabbed his arms and straightened him up 

“wei ying” jin zixuan called him by his name, indicating relations, and when wei ying didn’t stop him he continued “i meant every word. a-li is waiting for you”

“but- jin zixuan... you really had no part in this” wei wuxian whispered more to himself and zixuan may be imagining things but he could swear he saw his eyes gloss over

“i had no part in this. they will be punished. you’re family, wei wuxian. i’m sorry for everything” he went to bow again but this time was stopped as wei wuxian neared him, cautious, and wrapped his arms around him

“i’m sorry i couldn’t come to the wedding” wei wuxian whispered, letting him go and straightening up, whistling for wen ning to come down

“so you’re not sorry for calling me a peacock?” jin zixuan teased and wei wuxian laughed “that’s a compliment!”

“should we be on our way then?” wei wuxian asked and became silent in the next moment. he knew jin zixuan flew here by his sword

but wei wuxian couldn’t maneuver his anymore and it’d be impossible for jin zixuan to carry three people on a single sword, so it got a little awkward

“do you-” jin zixuan coughed, clearing his throat “do you mind me walking along you?”

wei wuxian grinned at him “sect leader, can you walk such a distance?” he teased and jin zixuan kicked his shoulder a bit “i’m not a leader yet”

“and you’d be surprised to know how much i had to run around for a-li, she needed so many things during pregnancy” wei wuxian smiled gently

“then, could you tell me everything i had missed?” jin zixuan nodded and they started walking, wen ning trailing behind them

“...and then they thought it was a girl but turned out jin ling was a boy” jin zixuan laughed, telling wei wuxian how the gender of the baby got confused

“seriously? they made such a mistake?” wei wuxian laughed along

“and don’t get me started on a-li’s sickness during pregnancy. she was feeling weak for the longest time before the nausea subsided, i thought i’d lose her” the way jin zixuan spoke of his shijie made wei wuxian feel how much he treasured her and he was proud

“wei wuxian, today, if someone dares say something to you-”

“jin zixuan, i can protect myself, you know how i am” wei wuxian joked

“exactly because i know how you are i’m asking you to not fight anyone, please”

“don’t worry, it’s my nephew’s day, i’d take hundred nails to the head before i make a peep” wei wuxian swore, holding up three of his fingers

“a-xian!” he heard someone shout excitedly and the next second he saw his shijie speed walking towards him. she looked stunning, not as skinny as he remembers her, with a child in her arms

wei wuxian gave jin zixuan a nod before he dashed towards her, carefully hugging her “shijie!”

“oh, a-xian, i’m so happy you’re here!” she almost started crying but he pulled away and looked down

“is that-” a-li nodded, propping little a-ling on her arms so wei wuxian could have a proper look at him

“jin rulan, what a handsome little one you are” wei wuxian cooed and let out a tiny ‘oh’ when yanli mentioned for him to pick the baby up

“are you sure?” jin zixuan came up behind him and squeezed his shoulder in encouragement

wei wuxian tucked his flute into his waist and carefully took the baby from his sister, grinning widely when the baby grabbed onto the strands of his hair

“strong one, aren’t you? it’s your uncle weiiii. i’m so glad i came to see you” wei wuxian smiled at the baby as the baby examined him, opening and closing his mouth

“childe, he’s pretty” wen ning whispered over his shoulder and bowed to jiang yanli, she smiled at him

“thank you, wen ning” having met him once she was glad to see him again, the gentle look with which he looked at a-ling almost mirrored a-xian’s

wei wuxian carefully handed baby back to a-li and pulled out his small box “i made something for him. it’ll repel evil spirits” he handed it to jin zixuan and he gave him a nod before storing it into his pouch

“let’s go inside a-xian, second master lan is already inside”

“lan zhan is here?!” wei wuxian half asked half exclaimed, turning a bit red when jin zixuan quirked an eyebrow at him

“oh stop, i just didn’t think he’d be here”

“of course” jin zixuan laughed as he put an arm around a-li and started leading her into the tower

“i’m serious!” wei wuxian called out and heard zixuan laughing at him

“ah, this is frustrating. wen ning, i’m going to go inside, stay out here and keep an eye out on the guests” wen ning bowed as he stood his ground

wei wuxian took a deep breath and ran to catch up with his sister. together, side by side, they went into the tower attracting everyone’s attention

but wei wuxian had his eyes locked with an only pair that felt familiar to him

[wangxiansoulmates]

Damn, Wangxian is really THAT ship!

classmates to rivals? check

rivals to enemies? check

enemies to friends to lovers? check

100k+ words? check

mutual pining (over 13 years, whew)? check

slow burn? check

unrequited feelings (at some point)? hell yea

soulmates in every life line? you betcha

have a designated song one of them wrote? ✅

goodie two shoes x troublemaker? WE- yes

fluff? TOOTH-ROTTING fluff

smut? IN EVERY WAY U CAN THINK

angst? don’t get me stARTED-

major character death & resurrection? TEARS

marriage? B E T

adopting a child? heLL YEA HELL YEAAAA

[wangxiansoulmates]

wei ying returns to lan zhan

lan zhan has been looking for his soulmate for thirteen years guys (minus the three years he spent in seclusion) and i just have to write it when he finds him again

i was rewatching untamed because i love to suffer and the second episode got me fucked up all over again, their soft looks and i just can’t. enjoy the angst

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getting a signal from his juniors was nothing new to lan zhan, he had been used to the kids calling him when the need arose and as usual, he quickly rushed over to them

only after inspecting the sword and finding the traces of stygian tiger seal on it he felt his heart tremble, wei ying

the next day lan wangji came for their aid again but when he neared their location he felt the adrenaline rushing into his veins as he listened, his ears sharp, and heard the melody, their melody

wangxian... it was playing again

like can you people imagine what he was going thru as he stood behind wei ying and waited for him to bump into his chest?

can you imagine what he was feeling when he found the one he had been missing for so many years?

and oh what kind of expression is that. what are those pretty eyes trying to tell lan zhan as they stare deeply into his and blink as the one before him continues playing the flute

continues playing wangxian

when wen ning finally retreats into the forest lan zhan is determined to ask, determined to touch, determined to hold this person and never let him go

maybe tie him up somewhere so he’ll never leave again and lan zhan won’t lose him to death again

where have you been? i missed you so much. i never want to lose you again. wei ying, i’m so glad you’re back. i would do anything for you

and OH

wei ying grabs his wrist, so warm and gentle, and holds him in place

and there it is

the tingles run up and down lan zhan’s spine, penetrating his insides and flipping them upside down and oh what is that expression, wei ying?

why are you so scared? i waited so long for you, so why is it that your eyes have a look of fear and dread?

are you afraid i’ll expose you? wei ying, you should know better, you should know how much i care

lan zhan’s heart is slamming against his ribcage as if asking to be let out, and he’s sure he could cry with how much love he has for one single person

and after the zidian moment with jiang cheng lan zhan swoops up the unconscious wei ying, signals for his juniors to follow him, and sets for cloud recesses

i imagine him hauling wei ying right into the cultivation chamber and laying him gently on the bed, the mask still concealing his identity

and after lan zhan takes his shoes off he sits on the bed, right by wei ying’s hip and wills his heartache to subside

he gently unties the knot behind the sleeping figure’s head and pulls the mask off his face, his heart fluttering in his chest and his fingers trembling

and oh

there he is

his one true love

lying there, so defenseless, and looking like lan zhan’s home

and lan zhan just feels his vision getting blurry as tears stream down his face shamelessly

he sits there, clutching wei ying’s hand and burying his head into wei ying’s chest

“wei ying, you’re back” his voice cracks, choked up and unable to calm down, unable to register that he’s  holding wei ying

he strokes wei ying’s hair

gently

like he’d melt with the motion of the wind

lan zhan raises his head and looks down at wei ying and cries with everything he has. last time he cried this hard was when lan xichen explained that mother will never come back

he strokes wei ying’s hair and looks at him, so relieved

bright emotion rushing into his lungs and spreading itself wide, it’s so cold and pleasant and bright

it must be happiness

because wei ying is back

and as lan zhan inspects him he sees the person he had fell for

those pretty eyes, defined features, and his soft pink lips

looking so pretty and kissable

lan zhan bends down and plants a kiss on wei ying’s forehead, caressing his cheek with his other hand as he lingers there and the scent of wei ying just fills the atmosphere around him

lan zhan is so incredibly happy, he feels like he can move mountains

getting up from beside wei ying is the hard part because it feels like the second lan zhan turns around he’ll disappear, melting into the night as a pleasant ghost that was never real

but as lan zhan sits himself down and pulls out his guqin he feels at ease, he listens to wei ying’s soft breathing for a bit and then he strums guqin

lan zhan will never let anyone hurt him

he’d rather die than lose him again

his soulmate was taken away from him once, and he’d be damned if it happens again

he’ll never let anyone bring harm upon wei ying, he swears, they’ll have to go through him to get to his soulmate

in this lifetime, he’ll ensure wei ying’s safety

[wangxiansoulmates]

lan wangji: *clearly pissed off about wei ying talking about mianmian in such a flirty way because he has a crush on wei wuxian surprise surprise*

wei wuxian, a dumb bitch: ah, you like mianmian...

lan wangji: wei ying, ily but you’re the densest and dumbest mf i’ve ever met. like ily and everything but plz for the love oF GOD

[dahliadenoire]

do u ever think about how lan wangji and jiang yanli would’ve been the softest siblings-in-law who would cook for wei ying together 😭😭

[wangxiansoulmates]

what a beautiful evening to bawl my eyes out

[wangxiansoulmates]

wei wuxian: what if we were trapped in the cave and i had to nurse your injury while looking deeply into your eyes and what if that was the moment you would fall deeply in love with me and later on sing me a song and tell me it’s named after us... ahaha just kidding... unless

lan wangji: ...

[wangxiansoulmates]

wei ying meets someone

part 2 on my au of yanling daoren adopting wei ying

(part 1)

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wei ying grew up quite comfortably. yanling kept his word and provided for the child, raising him as his own son

they moved a lot due to yanling hunting for people to make money and wei ying was completely fine with that

after a while the faces wei ying had seen started to all mix together but one particular day he met someone whose face he could never forget

it was quite warm that day, it being the middle of the summer in lanling, yanling had said that they had come here to visit his friend from many years ago

wei ying was able to fend for himself by this time and he asked to go and play with other kids on the streets, yanling gave him a nod and few coins in case wei ying got hungry

wei ying pressed a kiss onto yanling’s cheek and skipped away happily. yanling shook his head and knocked on his friend’s door

walking through the street was awesome with all the chatter that was going on, wei ying overheard that a firework festival was to happen this evening and everyone was looking forward to it

he saw some kids playing ball and asked to be part of it. soon he was engaged in a play with seven other kids

but they got called home soon and they waved at wei ying while running away, wei ying raised his hand to wave back but accidentally bumped into a tall man, falling down

“ow” wei ying said as he looked down at his scratched knee. the man looked down at him, worried

“are you all right?” the man helped wei ying up and only then wei ying noticed a boy around his age standing behind the man

wei ying had teared up because the scratch on his knee was hurting. childe who he had bumped into looked worried and offered a helping hand

“let’s sit a bit to the side and i’ll clean your wound” the man offered, a kind smile on his face and that’s when wei ying got a good look at him. the man must have been somewhere around ren-gege’s age and he had a forehead ribbon, and he wore white robes, wei ying almost mistook it for mourning clothes

they sat at one of the benches in front of the inn and the man directed a smaller boy that was with him “wangji, fetch me some water, please” the boy nodded wordlessly and disappeared inside the inn

young childe took care of wei ying, cleaning his bloodied knee with some cloth and warm water. the other boy simply stood quietly and watched

“i’m wei ying” he said, smiling at the younger boy

“lan wangji” the boy replied, his eyes flicking towards wei ying for few seconds

“what about you, childe?” wei ying had always been a curious kid. the man smiled to himself as he replied “my name is lan xichen” wei ying gasped loudly

“lan xichen-ge! i’ve heard so much about you from ren-gege” wei ying winced when lan xichen wrapped some bandages around his bruised knee

“ren-gege?” lan xichen asked, setting wei ying’s foot down

“my ren-gege is a very powerful cultivator and he goes whoosh, and whap” wei ying started making movements with his hands and looked up at lan wangji to see his reaction but he hadn’t smiled at all

“where is your ren-gege? are you lost?” lan xichen asked, motioning wangji to take a seat as well

“he’s visiting a friend and i just came out to play! lan wangji, let’s play ball!” wei ying offered but wangji shook his head

“okay not ball, do you want to make some paperman figurines then?” wei ying was overly excited but wangji seemed to have no interest

“wangji, if you want to play with childe wei, you may” wei ying was quiet surprised that childe could notice when lan wangji was interested

“no” wangji simply replied. lan xichen patted his head gently and turned towards wei ying

“wei ying, i’ll lead you to your ren-gege. i can’t let you walk like this” lan xichen made a movement to stand up but wei ying stopped him

“it’s okay! there’s ren-gege!” wei ying pointed at the man dressed in black robes coming their way, a relieved expression on his face

as soon as he saw lan xichen he greeted him respectfully “zewu-jun, it’s an honor to meet you” lan xichen returned the greeting

“wei ying! did you cause trouble for zewu-jun?” he scolded him lightly, scooping him into his arms and ‘tch’ing at him

“absolutely not, it was a pleasure meeting him” lan xichen chuckled, wangji peering over his brother’s waist, still hidden

“i have to be on my way, zewu-jun, have a good day” yanling daoren tried to bow again but lan xichen stopped him “have a good trip as well”

as they started to walk away wei ying looked over his ren-gege’s shoulder and saw wangji looking at him, he waved at him and shouted loudly

“lan wangji! lan wangji! i will become a great cultivator! and then we can hunt together! lan wangji, don’t forget me! we’ll meet again!” lan wangji looked like he had nodded and that was enough for wei ying to grin at him. after a while two brothers disappeared from his sight

“what was that about, wei ying?” yanling asked, balancing him on his arms

“nothing ren-gege. i’m hungry!” yanling laughed as he ruffled wei ying’s hair, the red ribbon swooshing around 

“let’s go eat then” wei ying giggled and clung to his gege

and since then wei ying hasn’t forgotten lan wangji’s face, his is the only one that hasn’t blended in with other passing faces

and as fate will have it they will meet again, sometime in the near future, sooner than they anticipate