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  1. Public Bookmark 21

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    “Huaisang?” He sounded suspicious but not outright hostile, and yet Huaisang’s mouth dried up like he was being questioned.

    “I, um, good morning, Lan-gonzi,” he replied lamely. He avoided his eyes and hid his left arm behind his back, so Lan Xichen wouldn't notice there was something wrong with it. “I was just, uh…”

    Lan Xichen waited patiently in the entrance to his room, but then his eyes wandered away from Huaisang’s face, into the hanshi, and he noticed the rumpled bed sheet now empty of its occupant. His lips tightened for a moment, like the knot in Huaisang’s stomach, before they relaxed and his expression softened with a small huff. “Huaisang, were you keeping another bird in Cloud Recesses?” Bemused, his eyes followed Huaisang’s left hand, which was probably more conspicuous now that he was trying to hide it.

    “A-another bird?”

    “En. Wangji found your canary and set it free the other day.”

    or: Huaisang is a bird shapeshifer. That's it, that's the fic.

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    02 Mar 2021

  2. Public Bookmark 21

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    “Huaisang?” He sounded suspicious but not outright hostile, and yet Huaisang’s mouth dried up like he was being questioned.

    “I, um, good morning, Lan-gonzi,” he replied lamely. He avoided his eyes and hid his left arm behind his back, so Lan Xichen wouldn't notice there was something wrong with it. “I was just, uh…”

    Lan Xichen waited patiently in the entrance to his room, but then his eyes wandered away from Huaisang’s face, into the hanshi, and he noticed the rumpled bed sheet now empty of its occupant. His lips tightened for a moment, like the knot in Huaisang’s stomach, before they relaxed and his expression softened with a small huff. “Huaisang, were you keeping another bird in Cloud Recesses?” Bemused, his eyes followed Huaisang’s left hand, which was probably more conspicuous now that he was trying to hide it.

    “A-another bird?”

    “En. Wangji found your canary and set it free the other day.”

    or: Huaisang is a bird shapeshifer. That's it, that's the fic.

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    02 Mar 2021

  3. Public Bookmark *

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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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    02 Mar 2021

  4. Public Bookmark 4

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    There are a million and one reasons that he should not be doing this. Television and the internet and the air conditioners. Fine wine and finer women. Toilets that aren’t pots or literal shitholes dug into the ground.

    The return of his...dragon.

    And yet, Bong-hwan thinks, looking at the door to the mystic’s shop, here he is.

    Curse Cheoljong. Everything was his fault.

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    02 Mar 2021

  5. Public Bookmark 4

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    There are a million and one reasons that he should not be doing this. Television and the internet and the air conditioners. Fine wine and finer women. Toilets that aren’t pots or literal shitholes dug into the ground.

    The return of his...dragon.

    And yet, Bong-hwan thinks, looking at the door to the mystic’s shop, here he is.

    Curse Cheoljong. Everything was his fault.

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    02 Mar 2021

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