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    The Cold Springs do sound nice, for once. But it doesn’t feel right, leaving his poor Lans to suffer at the hands of their own diligence like this. Even if he can’t sprout an extra arm to pat down all of their brows, there has to be something he can do.

    He glances down to the platters he’s set out in front of him: the carefully-cut fruit on one end, the watermelon rinds preserved on the other. And then he remembers.

    (Or: during Gusu's first heat wave in over twenty years, Wei Wuxian decides to cook for his family.)

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    "I've always dreamed of rescuing the Yiling Patriarch." Ouyang Zizhen clutches the soft fabric of Senior Wei's outer robes. Hanguang-Jun is cleaning and bandaging the wound on Zizhen's arm, as serious-faced as usual. "Ever since he fed me that congee to save me from corpse poisoning—"

    In a tragic reversal of Ouyang Zizhen's fantasies, he is rescued by Senior Wei. Hanguang-Jun assists.
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    28 Dec 2020

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    Mo Ran glances to the person nearest to him, shrouded underneath their umbrella. The rain patters off the canvas, rolling to disappear into the damp grass around his neighbor’s soaking house slippers. “I don’t see a fire. Do you think it was kids messing around? When’s the fire department going to get here and switch that damn thing off?”

    The person scoffs lowly. “How should I know?”  

    Mo Ran wrinkles his nose. “Just making conversation.” His skin prickles with goosebumps, a shiver wracking his body. His nipples could cut glass right about now, he notices with a humorless chuckle to himself, and he lifts his hands to chafe the skin of his arms, dancing in place to warm up. “I hope it’s soon,” he says. “Fucking freezing out here.”  

    The umbrella tilts fractionally, revealing a sliver of a sharply angled jaw. The person’s throat works in a swallow, and then the umbrella is back, blocking Mo Ran’s view of their face. “Perhaps you should have put on more clothes.”
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    A Ranwan "3am and the fire alarm in our apartment complex just went off let me lend you my jacket while we wait on the sidewalk" AU, or something like it.

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    07 Nov 2020

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    They haven't really talked about what's going on between them, except this morning while Jiang Cheng was eating breakfast and Wei Wuxian was lying on the sofa with his arm over his eyes, Wei Wuxian said, "Are you going to be weird about it if I hold your hand in front of our friends?"

    Jiang Cheng chewed his youtiao.

    "Just let me know," Wei Wuxian said. "It's chill."

    Oh, Jiang Cheng knew very well that it was not chill. But he wasn't like Wei Wuxian; he couldn't just do things like that, like it was nothing. Wei Wuxian could name his sword—gleaming now on the rack above his head—Suibian, he could do whatever he wanted. He got all the curses and the blessings of being always inside and outside the Jiangs, and Jiang Cheng got everything else.

    "You can hold my hand," Jiang Cheng said after he swallowed, feeling like he'd just walked over a bed of hot coals.

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    01 Nov 2020