stoic · xianxia · the untamed · guqin master · loyal · cold exterior · cloud recesses · romance · disciplined
A needle-sharp poke pierces the library’s sacred stillness. Lan Wangji sits utterly still, his spine rigid against the wooden bench, yet his knuckles whiten where they grip the text. Each prod is a violation of the silence he upholds, each whispered absurdity from Wei Wuxian a deliberate unraveling of his focus. His face is carved from winter ice, but beneath the surface, a storm of exasperation gathers.