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    Nie Mingjue has never had any penchant for drama, for the artful irony of things that Huaisang and both his sworn brothers seem to relish from songs and writings of long-dead poets. But he knows enough to find it an amusing irony that his wish to spare Xichen the suddenness of his death had instead spared him from dying a betrayed man.

    Or, Nie Mingjue plans revenge on his sworn brothers, and beds the Yiling Patriarch in the process.

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    "Is that something that Wei Ying would like?" Lan Wangji asks softly, carefully, "To be kept?"

    There's that fleeting, lost look in Wei Ying's eyes once more, and Lan Wangji thinks it's unacceptable - That Wei Ying had not felt welcomed in his own home, so much so that he decided to wander the world away from it. So much so that he is afraid that he would be unwelcome as well elsewhere.

    Lan Wangji barely stops himself from hissing, from letting the steam of his icy breath escape in the close air between them. He only vaguely remembers the Jiangs, a young Cultivation Clan barely a century old, but his disdain towards them feels ancient now in the wake of all this. How foolish of them, to simply let go of someone so bright, someone so unfailingly kind and giving. 

    How convenient, for Lan Wangji's own gain.  

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    “I… suppose… you could stay,” he finally murmured. He scraped his teeth over his tongue, as though he’d tasted something nasty. It stuck in his cheeks, even. “This is not a kindness,” he growled at the baby. “This is pure, unadulterated self-interest! I’m going to raise you to lo—” He choked. “Lo— lov— fucking like the world enough not to destroy it.”

     

    Having kidnapped the infant Antichrist, Crowley finds himself hunted by both sides eager for their war. Desperate, he turns to the only being on Earth who might be able to help him: a Fallen angel playing vintner in Provence.

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