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I need 2021 to be over soon, K & Thank you. I am recovering and will be back to posting form soon I hope. SO bear with me. A long hospital stay is a bitch to recover from. 

#ooc

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Peekaboo!

Papercraft Jiujiu and Jin Ling! Jiang Cheng is wearing his wispy hair thingamabob because that won the poll by a STAGGERING majority.

HOWEVER, this piece is for SALE! And if you, dear reader, purchase it and decide you prefer Jiang Cheng without his wispy hair thingamabob, that is your right and I will make it happen.

Hit me up in the chat feature if you’re interested in snagging this papercraft, my lovelies!

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Your light will never die

So I follow in the middle of the night And find my way

You’re my constellation.

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#promo

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Sleep Headcanon‘s

this is with @achromaticstars​

Who is a night owl: The night owl is most certainly Jin Ling, he is use to sleeping through warm days and being awake at night at Lotus Pier, it never quiet changes since on Night Hunts he takes late watches, and even in Koi Tower he can be found working in his office late unless Sizhui has shown up and dragged him to bed because he’s overworking himself again. Sizhui is usually promptly asleep by nine as according to Lan discipline. Jin Ling try’s to not break this or disturb him. (Unless other things are going on that Jin Ling has 0 braincell’s to pay attention to the time )

Who is a morning person:

        Sizhui, he is always up at 5 am sharp come hell or high water. If he’s not. It’s a night hunt or he’s ill or Jin Ling is ill. He is certainly the most charming and cheerful in the morning. Jin Ling might grunt a hello if he cares enough about you to care what you think. Sizhui always gets him up at 5am, to do his hair though and make sure he has everything he needs work wise for the day. After which Jin Ling crawls back into the bed and promptly passes out for another 2 hrs.

After the poisoning attempt Jin Ling is up promptly at 5am along with Sizhui to make sure he cooks his meals, and fixes his tea. Rather then put a chasm between them it just pushes the two more tightly united.

Are they cuddlers: They are both cuddlers its not even just at sleeping times. In their modern verse they spend time on the couch watching movies and snuggled together, or if Sizhui is reading a book he becomes the pillow and Jin Ling just sprawls out on him. In their main verse its a more private thing, where the two are often sprawled together in the small area that Jin Ling had made for Sizhui, the bunny glade. 

Who is the big spoon and who is the little spoon:

           Sizhui is the Big Spoon & Jin Ling is the Little Spoon he feels safer that way just having Sizhui curled to him. though he brings his leg over Sizhui and nuzzles into his neck to keep warm. Its not the typical spoon position.

What is their favorite sleeping position:

tangled together position doesn’t matter but you can bet a hand, an arm a leg is entwined somewhere along the way. Add in the fact that Fairy considers them both to be the BEST warm spot and you have two squished boys.

Who steals all the blankets: Ah, no no...there is no stealing the blankets, it is a willfully done thing. The two of them sleep under a pile of blankets and they have their favorite blanket a blanket full of stars that they both joint own. It spends part time with Sizhui and part time with Jin Ling until they move in together and then its always on the bed or on the couch so they can hide under it and chat. In the main verse its always carried on night hunts and until they are married like in the modern verse its shared back and forth.

What they wear to bed: Jin Ling wears silk pjs or silk night robes. However, he has a bad habit of the sleepier that he is the less he’s wearing. A trail of clothing is left on the floor until he’s in nothing and then he crawls into the bed and that is it until 5am, though he will wake up for Sizhui and snuggle in as detailed above--lol-- Sizhui wears less fancy things to bed. He tends to favor cotton sleep robes and in modern he has fleece pants, and a fleece bunny top with a hoodie and ears. Which quickly became his favorite. ( He has one in white, one in blue and one in a light golden )

Who likes seeing the other wearing their t-shirt: Sizhui would just give Jin Ling his whole ass closet if it meant he got to see him in his clothes. Jin Ling believes that boyfriend clothes is way better then anything he has in his two walk in closets, hundred pairs of shoes. Expensive one of a kind outfits. Catch him in a pair of Sizhui’s jeans and one of his hoodies, he likes it because its like a hug when Sizhui isn’t there. On the other side Jin Ling thinks Sizhui is the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen, and he only gets prettier it must be a Lan thing, so he should have all the pretty things, and Jin Ling has the bank account to pamper and buy him so much things, to dress him up in. Totally does, dress up Sizhui is fun---because Jin Ling forgets that Sizhui is literally stronger then he is and will dress him up too.

Who falls asleep mid-conversation: Both do. Only if its after 9 for SIzhui because he is a good polite boy. Jin Ling on the other hand will sleep if he is bored. Jin Ling has learned how to sleep with his eyes open while in Sect Meetings so when Yao really gets going it just looks like Jin Ling is nodding thoughtfully when the boy is sound asleep.   Jin Ling tries to talk to Sizhui about how his day went no matter how tired he is. The problem is Sizhui is so warm, and affectionate and the minute he’s pulled close he starts to drift off. Though unless he has a nightmare when he wakes up he continues the conversation right where it left off.

Who wakes up in the middle of the night with nightmares: They both do. Its the unfortunate side-effect of being the children of a War with no true winners. Jin Ling has terrible nightmares about being buried alive and the whispers of the souls around him telling his its alright just close his eyes just rest. Sizhui has obvious nightmares from what he’s been through and its just two boy’s up late at night wrapped in a star blanket having hot tea.

Who accidentally punched the other in their sleep: You have to have a hand free to make a fist. -lol- Sizhui’s hands are usually in Jin Ling’s hair, and Jin Ling curls one hand under his head and the other  holds onto either Sizhui’s robe or if he’s not wearing one, a lock of his hair as well.

Who can’t keep their hands to themself: Neither of them can keep their hands to themselves. Jin Ling likes to be close to Sizhui, he always has. Sizhui always has a hand on Jin Ling be it a shoulder, his arm, a hand the small of his back. Most of the time, they are just out right holding hands. Even in public, People are going to talk let them talk. He takes more after Wei Wuxian in that then he is even aware. Jin Ling will often hold Sizhui’s arm. He is always welcome in meetings, he’s proud of his partner, his husband. He doesn’t give a damn what other think.

#headcanon #w/achromaticstars (Lan Sizhui)

[elegantyoungmaster]

I am getting back into the swing of things.

#I am here getting back into the swing of things #work has been the weirdest shit ever

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It was a great plan and he almost got away with it too.  However, Fairy snuggled against him was way different then Lan Sizhui snuggled against him. There had been that childish concern that they might get in trouble for sleeping in the same bed. They had been caught by his Uncle Jiang making out on the floor--once. He never looked at them without suspicion since. His parents had not caught them, but then they had found them asleep in a bed together, after a busy day their senior year of High School. It was only supposed to be a nap. Wei Wuxian would never let him live it down.

When the panic of was he going to get caught and get his legs broke or the talk for sleeping with their son. Even though that was all it was sleep. Well mostly sleep, there might have been stolen kisses in there and light touches fingers in hair and--then he realized Sizhui wasn't in the bed, he had sat up quickly and tossed a look of panic around a well maintained room, stuffed animals that Jin Ling had brought him, flowers on the desk, both their laptops in stand by mode. His clothes neatly folded on a chair, he wore an over sized shirt and boxer briefs. He had borrowed from Sizhui, Jin Ling's normal state of dress in his sleep, depended on how tired he was.

He remembered where the kitchen was and peeked out into the hall to make sure he wasn't going to be shaming himself in front of parents in case they had returned home. He heard no sounds in the house. The kitchen light was on, and so Jin Ling sneaked into the kitchen, he didn't mean to sneak but it happened anyways. Sizhui looked so..

So...troubled.

Arms went around his boyfriend and he pressed his body against his back to share warmth. His nose traveled to the side of Sizhui's neck and he nuzzled. "mmhph." he answered "I will ace it, its just a review of business economics I have been doing things like that since High School, remember." warm hands rubbed Sizhui's sides as arms tightened around him  and small pecks were delivered to the side of his neck, where he was nuzzling. Wanting to deliver comfort. "Fairy is wonderful, but she can not replace, my A-Yuan." he said. "Also, were likely gonna sleep on the couch...Fairy rolled into the middle of the bed." he chuckled softly against his skin.

"So why don't you tell me about it ?" he asked a disgruntle whine escaping him when he let go. He could have stayed leaned against Sizhui's back and cuddled forever. He huffed and went towards the stove range. Gathering the things he needed for home-made pancakes. They were house sitting at Sizhui's father's because a package or something was supposed to be delivered. "Why is there chili power next to cinnamon sugar ?" he asked not expecting an answer really.

Butter and eggs came from the fridge. Did his parents think they were going to have a house party ? The fridge was stuffed full of food. "Did they think we lied, when we said we had to study for exams, and no party was going to be happening,Sizhui ?" he called over his shoulder. Once he had the pancakes on the griddle pan, he had five minutes. He took the old tea cup away, and replaced it with a fresh one filled with warm tea, a cinnamon stick, and honey set to the side.

"So share ?" he asked leaning forward so their noses bumped.

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2. for one muse to hold the other after a nightmare (for Ling & Sizhui )

protective prompts |still accepting| 

Hands gripped at the lukewarm cup of tea as Sizhui sat at the counter trying to ignore the aftermath of the nightmare that ended up waking him, one that he was unable to escape from. One that thankfully didn’t wake up Jin Ling though. He had to face a test tomorrow though, the reason why Sizhui didn’t wake him. He wanted him to sleep. Fairy had most likely taken the spot that he was once laying at, she tended to hog the bed either way. 

A small breath escaped from him, the nightmare was still fresh on his mind despite him doing his best to ignore it. He really didn’t know what brought it on, it just came out of nowhere. This was not how Sizhui thought he would be spending his night though, tomorrow was going to be a long day. At least, he didn’t have to worry about any classes tomorrow. Wednesday was one of the days when he didn’t have any classes. 

A day where he could relax and focus on the homework that needed to be finished, he didn’t know if he would be able to focus on his work though. Sizhui was going to try though. 

Gaze was starting into the golden liquid that sat in the cup, his focus being on the thoughts that were running through his head. Thoughts that kept him from hearing the approaching footsteps. 

It wasn’t until the familiar warmth that suddenly rested against his back with the arms wrapped around his waist that caught his attention. Warmth that belonged to Jin Ling. A small smile did grace his lips for a moment “What are you doing up? You have an important test tomorrow.”

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#Verse: The New Kids A Lan #Modern Au

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“I don’t look like a ghost, do I?” from Xie Lian

He turned to gauge the man in front of him the flow of golden and pale robes rustling around him as he tipped his face up.. This was another another uncle and it would surprise no one. Jin Ling knew precisely who he was. Yep, this was Xie Lian. He recognized the eyes. The question threw him a little.  Though when he spoke lips quirked onto one side, and a dark brow rose. Fluffy bangs hid golden eyes and he gave a little snort. "Maybe..." he answered arms crossing over his chest as he looked the man up and down.The hilt of his father’s sword tapping his shoulder.

"You didn't die did you, because---if your a ghost. Your visiting the wrong person, you want Lan Sizhui if your a ghost." he said "I can't talk to the dead---so chances are you are alive---" he worked through the problem. Then shrugged. "Unless you are looking to be a ghost, then I suggest JiuJiu because I don't stab my uncles anymore." it had been a very poor choice, and he had upset SIzhui and he made Jiang Cheng upset, though he said it was absolutely fine---he would have done it himself.

When he absolutely would not have done it himself. No Jin Ling decided that if death wanted any of his uncle---gods there were so many of them. They'd have to find another cause of demise. "You want some tea ?" he asked "I am only in the city, because I am looking for something I saw I wanted to surprise Sizhui with when he returns from Gusu. There's a tea house here that makes saffron and Jasmine tea."

Jin Ling still had no idea how to care on normal conversation when he was not yelling at people, or giving orders to them.

@achromaticstars

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Send “Because I love you!” for your muse to blurt that out during an argument!

#memes

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@achromaticstars​

'Don't bother Sect Leader Jin too much!'

LSZ has learned a lot from WWX

It's my sister's birthday today, so I gifted her this~

[elegantyoungmaster]

SO I do not know who else needs to hear this but here goes.  I am here, I may be a little slow, but I will get back to you. I love all of you dearly you make a blurry , drab 2020-2021 great, your threads your plots, your beautiful souls. Sometimes we forget that there are people behind these characters and IRL can hurt and effect them. 

It doesn’t matter to me if you are gone for a day, a week, a month , a year , five years. Time is not a issue with me, neither is plots. If you want to pick up right where we left off, we will. If you want to plot something new - I am here for that as well. I love my partners, even when they are silent, or going through things I can not help with. 

If you want to do something, and you’ve been away, I am here. This goes for old friends new ones and anyone else I meet and make along the way. I am here for that, I am here for you. There is already so much ugliness in this world. we have to be good to each other. No one else is going to be. Were a community and unity is part of that word. Please be kind to each other, please care for one another. 

I have seen enough ugly posts going around, and no, no one owes anyone else anything but please put yourself in other peoples shoes, writing is a treasure, having someone to write with is a even bigger gift. No one likes to be the person standing outside the window looking in trying to get a foot in the door, or get back inside, and that said.  If you need a partner you can find me at @battleguqin​ . I will try to find something to write with you. 

#psa

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💘  Valentine’s Day Prompts!   💘

send me  ‘ 💖 ‘  for your muse to ask mine out

send me  ‘ 💖+ ‘  for my muse to ask yours out

send me  ‘ 💍 ‘  for your muse to propose to mine

send me  ‘ 💍+ ‘  for my muse to propose to yours

send me  ‘ 😢 ‘  for your muse to breakup with mine

send me  ‘ 😢+ ‘  for my muse to breakup with yours

send me  ‘ 💋 ‘  for your muse to kiss mine on the lips

send m e ‘ 💋+ ‘  for my muse to kiss yours on the lips

send me  ‘ 💐 ‘  for your muse to give mine a bouquet

send me  ‘ 💐+ ‘  for my muse to give yours a bouquet

send me  ‘ 💌 ‘  for my muse to write yours a love letter

send me  ‘ 🧸 ‘  for your muse to give mine a stuffed toy

send me  ‘ 🧸+ ‘  for my muse to give yours a stuffed toy

send me  ‘ 🍫 ‘  for your muse to give mine a box of chocolate

send me  ‘ 🍫+ ‘  for my muse to give yours a box of chocolate 

send me  ‘ 💛 ‘  for our muses to go on an expensive, fancy date

send me  ‘ 🖤 ‘  for our muses to go on an inexpensive, simple date

send me  ‘ 🕯️ ‘  for our muses to have a romantic, candlelit dinner at home

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Ahhh I’ve been away for a while now,  to make it short, I had too much online homework, then I got sick and had to rest for a few weeks to recover and I also had some trouble with my computer so now that the problem is finally fixed I wanted to draw some of my favorite boys from mdzs ❤

Hope y’all are doing okay!

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They went to wangxian for dating advice and ended up married

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He sat with his head down and his fingers gently twisting the expensive golden fabric between his hands. His jiujiu was inside and he didn't want to stray to far in case he had to burst in and save Wei Wuxian from his uncle. His uncle, could be a crazy when the other man was in question. Not that JiuJiu was right there were really no right or wrong answers in a case like this. Both sides felt wronged and both sides were proud. Jin Ling had gotten much of his pride and attitude from his uncle. He'd not really had real parents shuffled between Lotus Pier and Lanling.

He held tightly to his father's sword and he gave a tilt of his head to the other man. Peering up at him. He saw so much of where Sizhui got his bearing from in the man sitting next to him. "I...shouldn't have stabbed Wei Wuxian." he said gripping his robes again and looking to the heavens. "I didn't know what else to do, ShuShu brought up my parents---and---" and he couldn't think couldn't responded did not know how best to handle himself he could only feel rage and grief and sadness. “I am sorry..” he said simply.

'It does when they are important to me." he said flatly. "How do you forgive yourself when you come from a place like I do...snakes in the middle of the flowers there. Beautiful to look at but dangerous to trust..." he whispered as he shifted in his seat. "Half of them don't like me because I am blood, the other half like me because I am blood, and I am caught in the middle. I have had lessons,  Good with numbers and I know how to lead but it doesn't seem like enough you know. All the gold can't make up for the stain on my Sect, for what it single handedly did to my...did to Sizhui.." he didn't tip his hand to much. ”To his family..”

Golden eyes glanced to him "How do I make up for that ?" he asked. Though Jin Ling did not see himself as a victim in all of this even though his neck was still healing from the wire that had cut into it. It was hidden by the traditional high color of his Sect dress. He did not want to just say -I love him so how do I go about making a gesture. - 

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“ i know i don’t deserve forgiveness, but i like the idea that some people think i might. ”

MISC PROMPTS FOR FEELS | status: open

༺🌕༻ He turned his gaze to the boy who sat at his side on the steps of the Jingshi, the two of them awaiting for Jiang Cheng and Wei Wuxian to finish their talk indoors. Those words were heavy, as if they carried a weight only Jin Ling could quantify, and he couldn’t help wondering how long the boy had been shouldering the burden of the meaning behind that admission. His uncle was hard on him — Lan Wangji knew a thing or two about difficult uncles, and as such his empathy was stirred.

  Wangji had known many unforgivable people, witnessed many unforgivable acts — he bore the markings of one who had committed such atrocities himself, and yet thinking back on the circumstances of that fated day, knowing what he knew now, having lived to the other side of the consequences, he would not have done anything differently; to fail Wuxian when he needed him most would have been truly the most unforgivable thing in his heart. 

  “Does it matter so much what they think?” he spoke at last, those attentive amber eyes fixed on Jin Ling’s face. “There is no true black or white in morality — we do not exist as yin, or yang, but in the intersection of the two. What matters most at the end of the day is that you can forgive yourself,” he searched his nephew’s face for signs of understanding, hoping his words had done something — anything at all— to lighten the load on the back of a boy too young to carry something so very heavy. ༺🌕༻

#[Verse tbn] #[Lan Wangji]-tag pending #( It did not alert me to this post )

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He was not entirely sure what he should be expecting but suddenly warm lips were against his. Then he was being kissed and all the ability to think was simply gone. He had never thought about liking someone else let alone a boy, given all the grief he gave His Uncle Wei over it. He had never really thought that way about anyone. There was no interest in girls or boys. He assumed he was just a late bloomer and would discover the world of romance --someday or more likely he'd be just like JiuJiu and terminally single.

Or not.

He certainly felt something when he was kissed by Sizhui. When he kissed him back.

He felt the hint of a smile against his lips and he was thrilled that he'd been able to bring that to his face. He had no idea in the hells what was happening or why, but he would rather kiss--yes, kissing was important right now. Then Sizhui was giggling and Jin Ling dipped his head slightly to in flush embarrassment and then joined the boy in giggling. It was surreal, they were in the middle of the woods, with a canopy of trees hiding everything them included. It was everything a second kiss should be not that he had anything to compare it too. He was as eager to kiss him, the tingle and the warmth the way it made his heart beat faster. A little whine escaping him when lips were pulled away from his.

Jin Ling looked dazed no other word for it his eyes large and gold. "N..No.." he shook his head "It was perfect as it was." his voice was somewhere between soft and husky. Fingers letting go of Sizhui since he was holding onto him. Fingers going to his lips almost shyly. Flushed cheeks as he looked on the other. "You were...since...since when ?" he managed trying to find his center and torn between just pouncing him again, but slowly his brain was returning.

@zitherisms​

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He had meet off and on with Lan Sizhui to train and to basically improve his own sword play. While Jin Ling was good, he had been picking up some of his closest friends tricks as well. Not that Jin Ling would have ever admitted that Lan Sizhui was the one closest to him, his best friend and blood brother was Zizhen, but he didn’t miss him like he did Sizhui. He dismissed it to growing up since he had no one close in his own Sect.

There was always a certain joy when he saw Sizhui, and a sadness when he had to return home, no matter who had to leave first. He didn’t study emotions to closely. He denied he had them. Truth was he felt them to keenly, didn’t understand how to handle them, and they often caused the young sect leader to have a melt down.

A rare seen smile found its way onto Jin Ling’s face when he saw the older youth. A hand had come up in greeting. “Lan Yuan.” He hunched down to speak to Fairy, and sent her to scout. Mostly because she loved Sizhui not that she got that from her owner –at all. , she would bound over to him and she would go on back legs for attention from him. Not minding if her paws were dirty or going to ruin Sizhui’s pristine robes.

He was alright with Sizhui in his personal space and he even opened his mouth to ask him how his journey had been . There was an intensity in Sizhui that was not common and when he caught the golden over robe in his hands. Jin Ling’s brows drew together. He was about to ask him what he was doing, when he jerked him forward. Jin Ling slid his feet apart to keep from crashing into Sizhui, arms going around the other boy to keep balance. If his brain had been able to process more then -do not fall down- he might have noticed the intent.

Jin Ling has never kissed anyone, and suddenly there are lips on his and they are soft , warm and demanding of a response, passion poured into the way lips slant over his and he makes a little sound, a whimper really. It draws warmth into him, into his heart, foxfire through his veins and he tilts his head just enough to accommodate the kiss. He’s not even worried he’s going to be the worse kisser in the universe in the instance. He is pliant, inviting and yielding.  Maybe, because he’s stolen ever single inner thought Jin Ling has with the action. His brain has simply sparked out. The grip on Sizhui’s  shoulders relaxing to find their way into his hair, uncaring of the ribbon that brushes his wrist, he tugs the other  closer, demanding, insistent… typical Jin Ling.Even though he was surprised at himself.

@zitherisms​

The moment their lips met, Lan Sizhui thought perhaps this was the biggest mistake of his life- he couldn’t stop thinking about Jin Ling, though, and he simply had to do something to get himself back under control. Perhaps, however, this hadn’t been the wisest of ideas. Regardless, that fear passed when Jin Ling kissed him back. 

It felt like butterflies in his stomach, tittering around excitedly, all abuzz in the moment. 

Jin Ling kissed him back! Lan Sizhui would have burst out with a laugh had his mouth not been otherwise preoccupied by the other’s. Only after they parted from their passionate meeting of lips did he feel giggles escape him- his own cheeks red. It was only a moment of space before he pressed forward, kissing in Ling again, one hand sliding up to cup Jin Ling’s cheek as they kissed. 

It was awkward and fumbling- passionate and needy, somewhere between eager and hesitant. Again, Lan Sizhui separated his lips from Jin Ling’s. 

“I.. should have asked first,” he began slowly. “But ah…. I… had been thinking about that …” 

#tags to be added

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He didn't really talk about his parents because then he felt vulnerable of all he did not know how to express his grief, if he cried he was a little mistress, if he rebelled and was angry he was a brat. There was no way around it Jin Ling knew he was spoiled but he was learning, growing and trying. He had been kept in the dark of so much that went on among the Sect he'd been born in. He felt like a stranger in his own home. "I am sure you don't want to hear about half baked memories I don't even have on my own--someone else told me those." he did not relent his hold on the other boy.

Jin Ling stared hard at him and gave him a small turn and gentle nudge towards the tables. He did not answer him he would do no such things. Sizhui knew him well enough then to know that he absolutely would not ask for payment. There would be two stubborn boy's there because he most certainly could just allow Jin Ling to provide for him.

Was Sizhui pouting ?

Wait was Sizhui pouting at him because he let him go ?

Jin Ling needed air and maybe for the butterflies in his stomach to stop performing what ever magical dance they were performing. He hid it with a toss of his head and a movement away from the the older junior.  How much longer would Sizhui actually be a junior though ? He was already very skilled and very gifted. You weren't Head Disciple for just looking pretty.

Oh, why did he think that!  Well Sizhui was pretty.

Jin Ling returned with the tray with the hot tea and two cups, a smaller container of wine and a plate of dumplings, they were potato and vegetable ones.  He joined Sizhui on the same side of the table, out of sheer habit. He rarely sat across from the Lan disciple, because Jingyi tended to sit next to Zizhen when they were all together. "All right there ?" he asked placing the cup in front of him and then himself and serving the tea.

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A barely discerned nod followed “It was something my mother played with her…” he shook his head talk of his mother made him morose and he looked away. “Forget it, its stupid.” he stated defensive of himself.  Jin Ling would keep it limited to food. He wasn’t good at socializing, even though he hid behind a mask of confidence.

He was going to get Sizhui to sleep if only for a nap one way or another. If he had to crawl into that bed himself and keep him there. How he thought he might be able to do this, he hadn’t quiet approached yet, but he would damn well try. Sides, Sizhui looked like a good wind might knock him over. He didn’t want him to get hurt, or fall off his sword flying back to Gusu. A number of other vivid things that might happen, was inspired by his abundant imagination.  Jin Ling wondered if he was so use to not sleeping that he’d deny anyone telling him he needed too. Not that it would work on the equally stubborn Sect Leader.

“Like in Yunmeng ?” he asked immediately “I like spicy food too.” he nodded “That sounds good.” he agreed Sizhui stumbled and the other boy was immediately there with an arm looped around his waist allowing him to lean against him. He didn’t make a sound and he pretended it didn’t happen. He was simply silent support.Jin Ling approached it in the same way he had holding Sizhui’s hand.

It didn’t feel wrong.

“That’s the place.” he stated pointing to a dark wood Tea House. True to his word there was the soft sound of water around the place. “Will you pick a table for us ?” he asked “I will put the order in because I want Peach Wine..I will of course get us tea as well.” he promised.Also, no way Sizhui was paying.

@zitherisms​

He had never heard Jin Ling really… talk about his parents, save for an outburst or two in the past. And he wanted to hear more, but the Jin sect leader cut it off, so Lan Sizhui didn’t push it. Instead, they continued their path to the tea house Jin Ling had described- it held a pleasant aura, inviting and relaxing. 

Sizhui had a feeling this was to further push his exhaustion- push him into sleep. Jin Ling asked him to pick a table, and the elder cultivator arched a brow at him. “Tell me how much my food costs.” He didn’t have much on him, especially given that it wasn’t meant to be a long trip, but there was no way he was going to just… let Jin Ling provide for him. 

Why did such a thought make his stomach flip? 

A slight pout, but Sizhui withdrew from Jin Ling’s support to find them a table. It was a little out of the way, tucked into a corner- something for privacy, and maybe so Lan Sizhui could relax just a bit. The lack of sleep was really getting to him.

#tags to be added after work

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“ you don’t ever have to pretend. not with me. not ever. ”

He gave a small nod of his head. Of course he didn’t need to pretend there was nothing to assume. Jin Ling was himself he was always himself. He had the airs he had to put on as a Sect Leader but right now he didn’t have to do anything but be Jin Ling. “You know how it is ?” he asked softly. “I spend hours upon hours in with my advisors and the tutors that were approved by JiuJiu.” he was tired he was really tired but he wasn’t going to miss this opportunity to be just Jin Ling and not SECT LEADER.

He had grown up in the life much like Jin Ling, both were destined to be Sect Leaders, it was just a question of when. 

For Jin Ling his time had come but he was still growing up. They wanted to hold the throne in his name but JiuJiu had been insistent, and of course there might have been some pissed off people, and people flying back from his angry Uncle, but his Uncle was always angry.  “I still get to see Sizhui...when he can get away from Head Disciple duties.” he folded his arms around his knees and leaned against Fairy who had come to join them at the end of the Pier. “Do you ever just look back and miss the times all we had to do was Night Hunt and learn about the world, rather then be an adult in it ?” 

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