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    "There's nothing left here in this moment, Kisuke I have no more miracles left but you- and you are everything. My final hope and my last revelation. I have lost but I cannot let you fall with me." Ichigo murmurs softly, his fingers wipe the tears dripping past Kisuke's sunken cheeks.

    Something cold settles in his belly- a visceral fear he hasn't felt in forever.

    Because something about this, the way Ichigo traces his figure with desperate eyes, it reeks of a final goodbye. Something about this moment is tragic and horrific and Kisuke's instincts have never failed him before.

    "Ichigo what are you-"

    Ichigo moves before he can finish the sentence, pulling him into a searing kiss, it tastes overwhelmingly of salt. The aftertaste left behind from the tears hanging between them, unaddressed. It tastes of love, the weight of Ichigo's adoration leaving him breathless in its intensity. Kisuke clutches onto him, desolate.

    With a desperate sob, Ichigo pulls back, "You said I've never done anything that has required an apology from you, I'm sorry Kisuke, this might just be the point where you draw the line."

    Before he can reply, before he can even blink- Kisuke is unmade.

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    13 Sep 2021

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    Death left Nie Mingjue with nothing but a lot of time to observe his brother planning and carrying out the greatest revenge scheme. He saw a lot of things. He also missed a lot of things. (Like the greatest love story of the century.)

    So when he woke up in the past, the first thing that comes to mind is he will kill Wen Ruohan before he can step a foot out of his palace. Second is he will never give Jin Guangyao a chance to hurt anyone. Third is he has much to atone for.

    The third one is much swifter to accomplish.

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    04 May 2021

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    Lan Qiren and his nephews have successfully rescued 7-year-old Wei Ying from homelessness on the streets of Yunmeng, and he's overjoyed to finally have a home to go to. He knows - because Master Lan has told him - that the Cloud Recesses have a lot of rules and he might find it hard to live there at first, but he's hopeful that he has finally found where he belongs. They don't really expect him to follow all 3000 rules...right?

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    Wei Ying blinks hard against the characters swimming in front of his eyes. They steady for a moment, some unknown scribe’s clear, graceful lines sharpening briefly before they go all blurry again with a fresh round of tears. Wei Ying presses his lips together and continues copying anyway - he doesn’t have all the rules memorized of course, he’s not Lan Zhan, but this section is, unfortunately, one he’s familiar with.

     

    Running is forbidden.
    Causing noise is forbidden.
    Sitting improperly is forbidden.
    Do not stand incorrectly.
    Do not smile foolishly.
    Do not use frivolous words.
    Do not exult in excess.
    Do not laugh for no reason.

     

    He doesn’t need to see them clearly to write them.

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    02 May 2021

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    Jin Ling hadn’t thought to keep track of Wei Wuxian.

    Clearly that had been a mistake.

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    01 May 2021

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    Wei Wuxian is staring up at the sky, thinking idly about the taste of Emperor’s Smile on his tongue, when Suibian jumps full force onto his stomach and cries, “A-Xian, don’t be mad!”

    The sheer force of her pounce knocks the breath out of him. The resulting pause is just long enough for Jiang Cheng, who up to this point has been laying rather peacefully next to him, to shoot up and demand, “Oh great, what did you do now?”

    To be fair, the question isn’t exactly unwarranted. Suibian looks an absolute mess: twigs stuck in her fur, dirt smeared across the white fluff of her underbelly. She’s panting up a storm, little heh heh heh gasps that haven’t edged into her normal high-pitched laughter. When her ears press back against her head, she could almost pass for pitiful.

    “Bichen hates me.”

    Wei Wuxian’s first thought is Why would Lan Zhan’s daemon hate you?, but it’s followed quickly by remembering exactly where he is, how little trouble he’s caused today, and the fact that he hasn’t seen Suibian for a few minutes.

    A grin spreads across his face.

    (Or: The most important name a cultivator will ever pick isn’t for their sword. It’s for their daemon.)

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    30 Apr 2021