un: bashful bard of the emboldened flute

[consignation]

[ You know how other people are using the network to disseminate important information? Or to gather data, make connections, organize expeditions?

Well, Jiang Cheng is going to use for something equally important, to him. He is going to use it to complain. ]

I don't know why I agreed to this. I don't know what I expected.

[ No introduction, no context, no real explanation. ]

The Lans are notoriously delicate. Bland diets, soft complexions, their beauty sleep.

Why. Would he even ask for this when he's clearly never stayed up past dusk in his life?!

[ All of this is delivered in a low, hushed, seething whisper.

Then, quieter, to his mystery companion— ]

What does my brother see in you—

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i'm going to bed

[consignation]

[ A dour war hero and a sect leader are bound to a tree
Diametrically opposed, foes
One falls asleep on his companion, opening wounds that were
Previously closed
Bros

The sect leader grouses about the war hero openly on the network,
Exposing every flaw in an endless font,
Airing out twenty some years of frustrations and bad blood,
In his scathingly whispered taunts.

No one else is tied to
This cursed-ass tree in the woods
This cursed-ass tree in the woods
This cursed-ass tree in the woods
No one else is tied to
This cursed-ass tree in the woods (This cursed-ass tree in the woods)
This cursed-ass tree in the woods
This cursed-ass tree in the woods (This cursed-ass tree in the woods)
No one really knows how Jiang Cheng gets played (Jiang Cheng gets played)
Wangji throwing shade
Dismembering without blades
We just assume that it happens (Assume that it happens)
But no one else is tied to
This cursed-ass tree in the woods (This cursed-ass tree in the woods)

Jiang Cheng claims—

Lan Wangji was in Wei Wuxian's bedchambers
In distress and disarray.

Jiang Cheng claims—

Lan Wangji said—
Wei Ying, you're my soulmate!

And basically begged to be allowed to stay

Jiang Cheng claims—

Wei Wuxian didn't hesitate,
Always more than ready to be led astray

Jiang Cheng claims—

Wei Wuxian swore himself to me,
Swore himself to Jiang Sect, to Yunmeng, to Yanli.

But!

No one else is tied to—

This cursed-ass tree in the woods
This cursed-ass tree in the woods
This cursed-ass tree in the woods

No one else is tied to—

This cursed-ass tree in the woods
This cursed-ass tree in the woods
This cursed-ass tree in the woods

No one really knows what kind
Of insults get thrown (Insults get thrown)
The barbs that get traded by (These men who are grown)
These men who are grown
We just assume that it's tried (Assume that it's tried)
But no one else is tied to (This cursed-ass tree in the woods)
This cursed-ass tree in the woods ]

too much beauty for unworthy eyes to behold

[downswing]