jiangsects

cb  mdzsrpc  !!  specify  mood,  moots  know  the  drill  for  dm  stuff,  spam  and  au’s!

weiyingrs

.       soft   stuff   :)
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TRACTATOR1

/   give me spam rn (maybe including their first kiss) >:)
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TRACTATOR1

im so done being a sect leader.  how do you even do it?  you’re so good,  a-cheng!  half the time the decision  /i/  make is terrible and yao-ge or xichen-ge has to fix it for me. 

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[   he nods,  slightly,  hiding his face behind his fan.   ]   well,  you know..    [   not that he’d want to get married before he’s finished his scheme against jin guangyao,  but after..   it would be nice,  he thinks.   ] 
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jiangsects

@TRACTATOR1 
            
            [   it  isn’t..      it’s  not  a  bad  idea,  and  it’s  not  like  he  and  a-sang  are  exactly  strangers,  far  from  it.  if  that’s  the  way  it  works  out  in  the  end,  how  could  he  even  begin  to  complain  ??  ]  you’re—   /  marriage  /  ?  [  so  maybe  he  has  been  thinking  about  it,  but  if  he  proposed-  he  doesn’t  want  to  imagine  messing  that  up.  ]
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TRACTATOR1

/  thats how huaisang flirts
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TRACTATOR1

oooh..   a-cheng,  come here!  come see!    [   they decided,  earlier this morning,  to take a trip down through the stalls at yunmeng,  as nie huisang is visiting lotus pier for around a weak while his advisors handle the sect  (which,  admittedly,  is probably better for the sect overall.)  and,  to no surprise,  huaisang has already bought three bags worth of items.  not like he’s the one carrying them,  though!  (or paying for them.)   ]   these fans are so pretty,  a-cheng.  i have to get at least one. 

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[   uncertain as he looks over each of the ones he likes,  still hanging off of jiang cheng’s arm,  he soon lands his heart on a very specific one.  its a lilac colour,  and its painted with lotuses;   overall,  very,  /very/  jiang clan themed.   ]   this one. 
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jiangsects

@TRACTATOR1 
            
            which  /  one  /  ?  [  there  go’s  his  sects  money.  he  doesn’t  give  in  to  these  kinds  of  subtle  persuasions,  nor  does  he  admit  that  they  work  (  they  do,  he  gives  in  too  easily,  he’s  too  far  gone  ).  in  the  end,  huaisang  will  definitely  take  home  more  than  one.  ]
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[   curling a hand around jiang cheng’s bicep,  because one:  its jiang cheng’s bicep,  and two:  its a pretty good method of persuasion,  huaisang presses himself into the taller man’s side,  still looking down at the fan’s with a longing expression.   ]   uh huh. 
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[    huaisang,  often,  wanders how they got here.  did it start all the way back then?  when they were fifteen and stupid,  drinking into the night in wei wuxian’s dorm in the cloud recesses.  or,  is it all something newer?  something that’s developed over the past few years?  he’s unsure.  but huaisang knows,  at least,  this little flame within his chest has existed since their teen years.  despite all his pondering,  he lays here regardless,  wrapped tight in the arms of none other than jiang wanyin,  tucked away in the sect leader’s quarters of lotus pier.  supposedly,  he’s visiting for a sect matter,  but they’ve never really gotten any work done.   ]   a-cheng,  you’re squishing me.  loosen your grip.  i can’t breathe! 

TRACTATOR1

yeah,   [   huaisang mumbles,  his smile soon becoming rather shy.   ]   i didnt really know how else to interact with you.  wei-xiong used to tease me all the time about it,  im surprised you never caught on.  i once asked him what your ideal partner was too..  
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jiangsects

@TRACTATOR1 
            
            [  oh.  it’s  pretty  fair  to  say  that  maybe  he’s  a  little  too  surprised  for  something  that  was  blatantly  obvious,  but  he—  he  was  the  same.  he  /  felt  /  the  same.  how  did  he  not  know  ? ]  you  did  ?  since  when-  is  that  why  you  kept  getting  me  to  do  things  for  you  ??
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[   carefully,  he finished the tiny braid,  before looking up at jiang cheng’s face,  taking in the flushed expression he wears,  and leaning forward to kiss the tip of his nose in response.   ]    you know,  a-cheng,  i used to have a crush on you when we were studying at the cloud recesses. 
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TRACTATOR1

jiang-xiong!  jiang-xiong!   you have to help me.   my fan..    

TRACTATOR1

well—   i—   [   his face flushes in embarrassment,  and he’d almost start protesting,  if he wasn’t..   himself.   ]    that was mean. 
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jiangsects

@TRACTATOR1 
            
            like  you  ?  
            [  he  can’t  even  swim..  come  on,  it  isn’t  a  stretch  for  him  to  be  called  fragile.  it  doesn’t  seem  like  a  bad  thing,  now  that  he  thinks  about  it—  hands  pat  down  the  bottom  of  his  robes,  squeezing  out  some  of  the  water  that  got  soaked  into  them.  ]
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the bands are flimsy.   [   he explains,  as if it makes perfect sense,  opening up his fan and flapping it away from himself in an attempt to dry it off.  it had actually been an accident,  this time.  the band had genuinely snapped. and this fan was one of his mother’s before she passed,  so his da-ge saved it for him till he was older.    ] 
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