Yunmeng Jiang Sect[active]

@zidianlotus — ♬

PERHAPS THIS LINGERING SENSE of longing was something he shared with Jiang Cheng. More than once Wei Wuxian recalls the people around his asked, whether he’s hell-bent on never returning to Yunmeng Jiang anymore after how Jiang Cheng had treated him. He did nothing but smiled back, keeping his words to himself. No, I wanted to go back so much I couldn’t stop having dreams about it. He wants to say. Jiang Cheng is the reason I’m hesitant to go back, but it’s not the way you think. He had given his best in years to formulate the possible scenarios and conversations that would happen if he had told Jiang Cheng the truth, yet none could make him feel contented or satisfied or not cringe in his head. He loved Jiang Cheng as a brother, but their misunderstandings had sore too deep even Wei Wuxian wasn’t sure if he could fully withdraw himself from the equation. Jiang Cheng, after all, held on to grudges more fiercely than anyone did. He did not want to worsen their situation, but more honestly… He was afraid of facing Jiang Cheng once more. Afraid of asking for reconciliation, when he had asked so many things of Jiang Cheng before this and has yet to pay the debt.

But Jiang Cheng’s words surprised him when he finally did. ❝I just thought… to seek your approval. You are the sect leader of Yunmeng Jiang, and Lotus Pier is yours.❞ he adds on slowly, You are my sect leader and I respect you. Those things Sect Leader Yao said were nothing but lies to turn swords against me. Would it be wise to bring that up now? After so many years have gone by? 

                  “I just thought...to seek your approval.”

            ❁ —  Though his back was turned to them, his folded arms seemed to relax. His vision trailed down to the wooden docks below his feet.  Were it not for the night’s veil, he would have kept at a stiff demeanor, surely. Surely.

That’s what he wanted to think.

But when it came to his brother’s return after all was resolved within the sects.. it had grown harder to play the hardass sect leader he had grown to be. He knew all too well how something had begun to change in him. His grudges were dissipating more and more, as was his iron fist with his nephew. Maybe it was ‘clarity’ he had found after given so much resolve.

That would never change how hurt he had been when his brother concealed grave secrets. That would never change how he had banished them long ago,and sought his rage upon their very being.

None of that could ever be erased.

Yet Wei Wuxian had chosen to confront him, to respect him even through their hardships. So why would he not do the same?

               He took to walking to the edge of the dock, his head moving up to gaze at the starlit sky. “Wei wuxian, I think you misunderstand something-though, I suppose I have never been one with words.”

“I may be the sect leader of Yunmeng-- but you are still my brother, no matter the sparks that fly.”

“Lotus Pier is yours as well.”

“If you think of the promise again, I really will break your legs. It has nothing to do with it. All of this is about family, and you are still as such.”

running  on  empty  || Accepting!

From: @dishengs

To: Jiang Cheng

        ❁ ---- Onyx hues reflected the other’s figure, cloudless and clear like diamonds. To hear his brother say such a thing was unlike him. No matter how angry Wanyin would grow with him, Wei wuxian would usually do what he wished without much comment. Only when he was asked or pestered would he speak his mind. But this? 

If he wished to live a new life with Lan Wangji, he would do so.

If he wanted to be Mo xuanyu to avoid suspicions, he did so.

If he gave away his golden core and kept it secret, he did just that.

Without saying a word. Without revealing his secrets. He did so.

But after returning after 16 years, traversing the lands with Hanguang jun, and revealing the truth with Mengyao -- After all that, he had truly changed in some way.

It caused the Yunmeng Jiang sect leader to pause in his steps. Through furrowed brows and tightened lips, he felt his anger muddle into an odd contentment-- as if a white flag had finally sprung so to avoid over processing anymore of the Yiling Patriarch’s antics. 

Send ‘Would you kindly’ and a command and my muse has to obey. || accepting!From: @weiwuxiianTo: Jiang Cheng

❁   — “Wei Wuxian! Why are you are cuter than me-” 

What plague is this?! What otherworldly disease just escaped his lips?!

ZidianLotus

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      ╰☆╮— Jiang Wanyin had always been quite a puzzle to solve in his own right. Despite the years they had known one another, from the times that the Yunmeng Leader spent as a disciple in Gusu, to the days they shared either talking about sect matters or holding casual conversations. While the two indeed bonded over long, strife-filled years, it had always been difficult to tell just what had been on the sect leader’s mind, what emotions he was truly feeling compared to the expressions he made.

That didn’t take away from the gentler side that remained buried deep down, however.

“ I understand as such, Sect Leader Jiang. ” He was aware of how the other had the tendency of expressing some things in ways most could view as negative, a habit even Lan Huan had fallen for on more than one occasion. While it wasn’t entirely something to stress over, he still couldn’t help but think of everything that happened to him that made Jiang Cheng the way he was today. “ Calm yourself, first. Reacting to stressful thoughts in such a manner may result in a clouded mindset. ” It’s a suggestion, not an order, but he can’t help but speak slowly, more cautiously than he usually would. He was aware of the current mood, and the last thing Lan Xichen wanted was a sour atmosphere.

For now, all he can do is what he’s asked, as pale hands first raise the cup in gratitude to the one that prepared it. Having not realized his gaze remained downcast throughout most of the ordeal, dark amber hues are quick to meet the sharp, observant gaze that held him in place. “ I apologize for misunderstanding, it had not been my intention to make assumptions. ” There’s a pause, as he first waits to see how Jiang Cheng to react, before taking only a small sip of the tea he had brought. “ … You’ve something on your mind. Speak to me, please, if my listening can ease your mind even a little. ”

Lan Xichen dares not mention how his heart aches at his own formality, and how the other seemed to act towards him. It isn’t his place, when the other perhaps needed comfort more than he. For the moment, all he can do is sit there, pray that Jiang Cheng at least trusts him enough to let him lift what thoughts he could.

        ❁—  His eyes wandered to the surface of the table. This was already frustrating as is..! Ever since their previous encounter, as well as sect leader Lan’s more than affectionate action-- it was as if Jiang cheng had lost track of their relations. Certainly, he had been dozing off at that time, but Xichen was aware that Wanyin was conscious enough to feel their lips brush, right?  No, but in the end, he had opted to pretend to have fallen asleep. He had been thrown off by the entire ordeal that it’d taken him an entire week to understand it’d happened. It wasn’t as if he disliked visiting, and this time he really had been too busy, but the first month he had some days where he could have returned to question the other-- but somehow he would grow cold feet.  So he had piled himself in his work, giving excuses that maybe Lan huan had mistaken him for someone else-- or that maybe he had dreamt it up. However, the more he took to thinking this, the more confused he became. He wanted answers, and he did not want to lose the bond they had just because he was uncertain on why.

     He took a long breath in, his eyes shifting to the side. 

“If I wanted an apology it would be for wronging me. You have no need to say these words yet.” He commented. With this, his fingers loosened on the utensils. 

         “..I came here to understand a few things between us. As we are now, I am more so unsure of our standing together than of my own future.” 

@weiwuxiian

                    ❁— He had come to the Cloud recesses to visit Sect Leader lan, but--- Well. With the mass of white fluff that had ambushed him, he could no longer move. Anytime Wanyin went to lift his leg, he would find that his balance was shifted due to how many rabbits there were beneath him! Too many!

There was far too many! 

He really could not move! This, in turn, could only create a constant twitch in his brows. It only furthered when Jiang cheng had taken notice of someone idly watching fromt he sidelines! 

             ❁— "I am not angry with you!” Sect leader Jiang clarified. It had been far too long since Wanyin had come to visit Cloud recesses, but it seemed he had been in quite a sour mood. 

 He had to reassure Xichen that he was not, in fact, angry at him. Not at all. He was just... well, deep in thought. Still, the way he kept furrowing his brows and frowning -- Jiang cheng couldn’t deny this caused a lot of misunderstandings. It only grew worse when he was called ‘wanyin’ or ‘a-cheng’! But- He honestly wasn’t offended like in the past! 

“Lan Xichen, I really am not angry. Please lift your head and drink your tea.” 

He had even gone and cooked a meal for the two of them, with the addition of a different brew of tea. He had thought if he did this it would clarify he wasn’t upset but.. He supposed his previous “Sit down and eat what I cooked” was misleading as well.