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Jin Ling ⬤ The Untamed
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[inheritedpain]

[ Oh great, now he’s bright red. The idea of Sizhui correcting his terrible attempts at romantic poetry— ]

I don’t need it!! I have other talents!! I—

Agh, gross!!

[ He just smears his wet palm over Wei Wuxian’s face. ]

Look at you!! What kind of poetry would you even be able to help write!! Weird things about licking people??

[resurging]

Do you doubt m— Agh! You didn't have to wipe it on my face! My robes would've been fine!

[but fine, you asked for this! remember!!!]

I stand under the moonlight
Watching the summer blooms close;
As the wind kisses my cheek,
I remember your perfume on my skin.

Or you could just play the zither really badly, if you really want to impress someone the wrong way.

[inheritedpain]

Think about that next time you lick someone!! So gross!

[ The fact that this whole exchange - despite the licking - has felt extra nice because of moonlacing is something he’s not going to think about, thank you very much. ]

I can just —

[ He flushed darker. ]

What do you even know!! I even got asked on a date while you were on your way here! I’m plenty impressive without even trying!!

[ please don’t ask him what a date is he’s still trying to figure that out ]

[resurging]

[HAH HE KNEW IT are you not impressed with your uncle wei ying's poetry? are you not? huh? huh??? huuuh?????]

Okay, okay, that is admittedly great, but did you say yes? Do you know what you're going to wear? What you're going to bring? Do you have any idea what they might like?

[inheritedpain]

[ Mostly he’s just trying to remember how Hanguang-Jun smells, but he will investigate later.

His face may well be on fire and he’s gonna just - agh he can’t even eat dumplings now, he has to wash his hands!!! But washing his hands means pulling out of Wei Wuxian’s koala embrace so he’ll just

stay here

it’s fine!! ]

That’s— why would I wear anything different! We’re going to play— [ fuck he never did figure out how to say this out loud ] — Kwid Ditch. I’m going to shove him off his broom and win whatever this golden ball thing is!!

[ Ugh— ] Am I supposed to bring something??

[resurging]

You're going to play in a ditch? With brooms? Why is there a golden ball?

[whatever. details. wei wuxian waves - first noncommittally, then for the waitstaff to refill their bottles - and pours them another round of drinks.

this time, wei wuxian's eyes have a glint of mischief to them.]

You should bring them something. Something they'll like. You want to be seen as a desirable partner, right? A good partner satisfies. Bring something that'll make them light up when they see it!

[inheritedpain]

It's not in a ditch - you fly around on brooms and chase after a gold ball, apparently. I don't know how it works, he just asked me if I wanted to play a sport, and I said yes, and then he said "well then that could count as a date, right" and I said "I guess so??"

But I'm going to fly on my sword, not on a broom. I'm not a peasant.

[ He reaches for another dumpling and shoves it into his mouth, before he starts to go red at the suggestion. ]

I--! Who said anything about partner!! I don't - I don't know what he likes?? [ .... other than kisses. Fuck. Did that count?? ]

We only met the one time and he was half fish so--