He eats a piece from the end of the slice. He leans into Lan Wangji, their legs sliding against each other as their lips meet. Wei Wuxian tilts his head back, eyes sparkling with a mixture of mischief and moonlight. “What do you think,” he asks, “do I taste sweet?” #wangxian

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#mdzs #weiwuxian birthday modern au Wei Wuxian spends the day celebrating with his family (CSSR, WCZ, XXC), then meets with Lan Wangji in the evening. He brings a big slice of cake with him and Lan Wangji brings a candle and lighter. They settle on a bench by the river.

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Lan Wangji: watch me slay this strut. Wei Wuxian: more like slay my heart, ge.

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He thought that he did see what was likely throwing Lan Jingyi off. The typical response to the question he'd asked would've been the spirit’s name. Occasionally, a spirit might answer with their title, if they'd had one, or with their profession.

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What Lan Wangji had informed his beginner Inquiry class was perfectly true and, believing that a solid grasp of all the available theory would be helpful to the students, Lan Wangji made it a point to always tell them what he knew whenever it seemed relevant.

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