Luckylily



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    Look, it wasn’t like Wei Ying meant to get so deep into the lie.

    He'd started out by simply saying ‘sorry, I’m taken’ when anyone asked him out.

    He hadn’t really been expecting to have to answer follow up questions from his co-workers like: ‘Is it serious? What do they do for work? Do they live in town? How did you meet? What are they like?’

    Wei Ying did not have a great memory for things outside of engineering and product design, so there was absolutely no way he was going to be able to keep his story straight if he really just made everything up.

    He'd just needed a… a mental model of what a potential partner for him could be like. So his brain had pulled up the memory of a guy in college that he'd always vaguely thought that—if he ever did settle down with someone—it would be like him.

    He possibly didn’t realize just how far things had snowballed until one day when one of his colleagues said:

    “Hey! I was talking to my cousin the other day and she actually knows your husband. Small world right?”

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    It starts when Jiang Yanli almost permanently relocates there with Jin Ling, and then the people just don’t stop coming. Apparently, the Burial Mounds are now a prime piece of real estate that everyone wants to live on.

    Wei Wuxian is just very confused.

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    By his second night in the Yiling Burial Mounds with the Wen Remnants, Wei Wuxian knows he has to do something drastic to make sure the people he's responsible for now not only survive, but thrive.

    And since people already condemn the Yiling Patriarch for starting his own sect, well. It might be the way to go.

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    “Are you a cultivator?”

    “No,” she says, steadily. “This one doesn’t possess the core for it.” She pauses and raises her eyes to his, so boldly he finds it a little startling. “I believe that I can be of use to the Jiang sect in spite of that, and I have brought a gift to prove it. May I show you?”

    Fully intrigued now, Jiang Cheng nods. The girl unslings the bundle from her back, unties a couple of straps, and unrolls it on the floor in a smooth motion.

    Jiang Cheng is on his feet before he even consciously realizes it’s happened, and the reaction murmurs out through the hall. There, on a blanket that belongs on the back of a horse, are five Wen cultivator swords, offered to him by a girl who looks like the word “bumpkin” was invented specifically for her. What the fuck.

    “Where did you get those?” he asks, instead of asking “What the fuck?” out loud, because that would be unbecoming of his status as sect leader.

    The girl meets his eyes again, lifts her chin, and says simply, “I killed the men who carried them.”

    Or: Fan Dingxiang cultivates the swole path. Jiang Cheng doesn't know how to handle that.

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    “Nice,” Drunk Man says, into the crook of his neck, and does nothing else. Wei Ying slowly relaxes, allows himself to pat Drunk Man between the shoulder blades, and sighs.

    “Okay,” he says. “Glad you think so.”

    Drunk Man does not respond. Wei Ying wonders if he went back to sleep, and then takes a further moment to wonder why this always happens to him, why he’s always the one helping a heartbroken twink sober up after a terrible night out or sitting on the curb with a sobbing teenager with a fake ID while they wait for her parents to come pick her up. If only he was as shitty a person as White Mike, he could be home asleep right now and this beautiful man would be passed out in a gutter and probably mugged. Wei Ying looks down at the drunk man on his shoulder, thinks about leaving him to fend for himself, and sighs. Nope. Not on his watch.

    Or: A meet-cute at two in the morning.

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