Freesia_Dreeming



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    Wei Wuxian dropped her hand to her side as Madam Yu and the dragons drew closer, refocusing before her mind wandered too far away. She needed to be demure and un-fox-like if she wanted to die a moderately less painful death. They couldn’t know what she was.

    “I hope this offering can lay the foundations for more amiable relations,” Madam Yu stated.

    ~*~ ~*~ ~*~

    Huli jings needed touch. It didn’t matter if it was sexual or platonic, but it was a biological necessity. Without touch, a huli jing would slowly wither and die.

    (In which huli jing Wei Wuxian becomes dragon Lan Wangji’s war prize, and biology brings them closer together.)

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    There's a man is in front of Mizi that she doesn’t recognize.

    He crouches down, low enough that he has to look up at her on the cot. He has short hair— silver. Even kneeling, he somehow looks larger-than-life. He looks at her kindly, and despite his furrowed brows, even smiles at her.

    He takes a breath, and introduces himself as Till.

    (Till finds Mizi one month after his thirtieth birthday. This is something she will only learn about later.)

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    Lan Wangji is going to die.

    Lan Wangji is going to die, and it isn’t even a hyperbole; she is entirely ready to collapse in her seat like a marionette with its strings cut off.

    The vibrator inside her pulses, and Lan Wangji can barely stop herself from lurching forward and letting out a loud groan. She resists a glance at the row of seats behind her; she knows that Wei Ying is there, watching, and she isn’t entirely sure she isn’t going to come at the sight of Wei Ying’s lazy little smirk.

    Truly—the things Wei Ying has made her do—shameless.

     

    (or; Lan Wangji wears a vibrator to class at the behest of her fuckbuddy Wei Ying, and it ends up a lot hotter and more emotional for both of them.)

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    Chongyun knows he was born with congenital positivity. He knows evil spirits evade him because he’s overflowing with such an extreme excess of yang energy. He knows what his condition entails; knows what foods to avoid and what days to stay inside, to dress lightly, to shower only in cold water, to practice his breathing exercises consistently. He knows to keep a short lease on his emotions, lest they wrench themselves free of his control.

    Knowing is different than accepting things as they are. Of course Chongyun isn't happy the way he is - playing catch up to a goal that never gets any closer, his pace or determination or endurance irrelevant when a lifetime of years has passed without a single sighting of an evil spirit by his own eyes. His failure is chronic, haunting his conscience, and as such doubts regarding his actual abilities have always existed, only ever able to be suppressed, never truly expelled. There’s only so much Chongyun can do to keep a glass filled to the rim with frustrations from flowing over. All it takes, perhaps, is having a question posed that he cannot answer:

    Why do you call yourself an exorcist when you cannot exorcize evil spirits?

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    “Now,” she says, after returning with the teapot. “Cards on the table.”

    Arlecchino raises an eyebrow, and Nicole flushes.

    “We are both—ah, how do you put this—women of the world.” She takes a deep breath and looks Arlecchino in the eye. “Are you here for the reasons I think you are?”

    “I would prefer you speak plainly, Ms. Nicole.”

    “Very well! Would you like to sleep with me?”

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