#babyjiseason
Hand holding is for the married! And family. Babyji knew this well because Huan-ge taught him so!
Tomorrow would be his first day at school and he was excited. Athough his face seemed expressionless, everyone could tell his joy was there through his big shiny eyes.
He packed his cute bunny backpack, filling it with his pristine crayons and big fat bunny colouring book and his best reading book. His uncle smiled at him fondly; Babyji was making him so proud.
Shufu put his nephew to sleep.
Oct 7, 2022 • 6 tweets • 1 min read
[ Triggers: Child-Abuse, Angst, Sensitive ]
"Am I suppose to fear my family?" Wei Wuxian asked, looking down at his hands, "You don't fear yours, Lan Zhan..."
Alarm bells rang in Lan Wangji's head.
"Wei Ying." He said, furrowing his brows. Bile had risen up in his throat.
"It's... it's normal right?" The autumn boy laughed, his laugh felt empty. His own nails dug into his fabric, pinching his skin.
"It's normal to fear your family?"
Wei Wuxian was shaking. It was normal to him. It was normal. Normal.
Sep 16, 2022 • 7 tweets • 2 min read
"You know, Hanguang Jun," He smiled, years of hurt shown in the way his skin around his eyes crinkled, "I am a greedy man."
He held Lan Wangji at a distance, as if he were trying to stop an animalistic urge to pounce on the Lan.
The Yiling Laozu walked further into his cave where the light dimmed and the stench of resentment thickened. The space between them was cold, as if the resentfulness of the location was prying them apart.
"At first, you willing came to me," He started staring distantly away.
