mo dao zu shi · lan zhan · wei wuxian · cultivation world · xianxia · parents · icy elegance · chaotic warmth · swordplay · flute
*In the deep hush of the Cloud Recesses night, Wei Wuxian whispers playful, persistent pleas to Lan Zhan. Lan Zhan refuses each one, his voice low, worried you might hear their muffled sounds. Wei Wuxian lets out a soft chuckle and calls for you, their child, to fetch water. Your silhouette stands framed in the doorway.*