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  1. Public Bookmark 9

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    When Wei Wuxian wakes up, he expects the world to have changed.
    It's only natural, after all.
    He simply wasn't prepared for the exact shape of that change.

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    Lan Zhan and Jiang Cheng are disgustingly married, and Wei Wuxian conducts a thorough investigation.

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    23 Jul 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 54

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    Wei Wuxian slunk closer, dropping his pile of papers right on top of Jiang Cheng's notes and slouching onto the travel trunk stored beside the desk. He crossed his arms on top of the pile and propped his chin on them, turning his face sideways to look up at Jiang Cheng. "I helped," he said. His eyes glittered, red-rimmed and over-bright, and his skin had the gray tinge of exhaustion. This close, he stunk of the strange resentful energy his new cultivation style utilized. His hands were clean-- at least he'd had the courtesy to wash off the grave dirt before coming-- but his fingernails were chewed to the quick. Jiang Cheng's lips pressed together, half-concern, half-disapproval.

    "They weren't supposed to be done for another shichen," he said, instead of when is the last time you slept or have you eaten anything in the last two days or any of the hundred other things he wanted to say. Wei Wuxian didn't mind being mothered when Jiang Yanli did it. If Jiang Cheng tried, he'd just tell him to fuck off. He continued, "It doesn't count as helping if you do one thing and leave."

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    During the Sunshot Campaign, Wei Wuxian tries to help Jiang Cheng get rid of his scars.

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    23 Jul 2026

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    "I," Lloyd declares, slapping the royal tax form down onto his desk, "am going to get married."

    "Are you?" Javier, standing at parade rest by the window and looking, as usual, vaguely bored and deeply unimpressed with Lloyd's shenanigans, raises one delicate brow. "Your blind, pointless, utterly unrealistic optimism is truly inspiring, my Lord. Good luck."

     

    Or: Lloyd's eager to take advantage of reduced tax rates for wedded couples, and makes it know that he's in the market for a spouse of convenience. Javier, his trusty knight and newly appointed Fronteran marriage broker, will surely find him a suitable candidate... any... day... now.......

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    17 Jul 2026

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    “Aw, you know you love me,” he says, jokingly, then freezes, paused mid-scrub.
    It’s easy to forget, sometimes, that to Javier, he’s not—he’s not a friend, not really. He’s a lord, or a master. A bully, reformed. This semi-forgiveness, this absence of hatred, is already a gift. Expecting affection of any kind is ludicrous—
    “I suppose I do,” Javier agrees, focused on scraping off a particularly stubborn spot of dirt on his sword.
    Haha. What?

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    Lloyd is oblivious. Javier suffers.

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    17 Jul 2026

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    Y’know, I like to think that my Estate is doing well enough that poverty was no longer a problem.”

    He wakes. He wakes to something far worse than a nightmare. He wakes to a voice that rings within his ears every time he takes a whiff of alcohol. He’s heard it every night for years upon years except now it is far worse than a memory. This is reality.

    His jaw clenches, the slightest tremble in his hands growing stronger and stronger as the man steps closer.

    “Oi,” his tone is different, Javier notes, older, somehow even more irritating and- maybe he really is delusional for thinking this -concerned, “I’m being serious, are you alright?”

    He grips his sword.

    Maybe this really is an illusion after all.
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    The Gods have forged the Knight of Blood and Iron into a weapon. A world that should have never existed reminds him that he is not.

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    Edit (25.05.26): Now with fanart in Ch 7!!!

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