HAPPY POCKY DAY!!!

[anonmeme]

THE POCKY GAME MEME

It's that time again!! For supernatural reasons that mere mortals could not comprehend, you and someone else are compelled to play this strange game of chicken, where there can only be one victor. You can be trapped, or just doing it as a friendly yet weird gesture! So don't be shy, this might even be the day you get your first kiss, you loser!

RULES: Post with your character and their name/canon on the subject, mention if the thread is open for all or closed to someone in particular, and if you have any preferences as needed-- but most importantly: have fun!

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[yilingdaddy]

[The game somehow becomes something more without Wei Ying even really noticing. Lan Wangji has always had this wall up around him, but it doesn't seem so solid right now. The look in the other's eyes...

The sweet nuzzle steals a breath from Wei Ying. The remnants of the pocky stick falls between them, ignored by Wei Ying as he slowly sits back. He's never seen Lan Zhan blush before, and that shy look to the ground has him feeling rather warm.

He sets the mostly full box of candy on the table between them, open towards Lan Zhan in silent offer as he absently licks his lips.

Then. Rather gently, he smiles, head tilting a bit as if to try and convince his friend to look back at him.]

Lan Zhan. Wasn't that...fun?

[taciturnly]

( lan wangji is a man of few words, but for those who know where to look and how, his eyes often speak volumes, probably louder than he wishes they did. wei ying says fun and lan wangji can think of many things, none of which resembling his choice of vocabulary. he doesn’t like the way he feels, however gentle. it’s a dreadful thing, to watch helpless as your will seemingly melts away, especially when you’ve always exerted perfect control over your emotions. but the wall is cracked now, and so is lan wangji’s composure, cautiously looking up to catch a glimpse of the other’s smile and argh.

he swallows hard, a puzzled glint in his gaze, and he scowls and he abruptly rises to his feet, careful to avoid another glimpse of wei ying as he turns. )

[yilingdaddy]

[People who know Wei Wuxian keep looking at him weird when they see just how much time and effort he spends on Lan Wangji. They don't get it! Polar opposites, and yet one keeps going to the other, and the other keeps letting him.

Wei Ying can't put into words why, only that there's something about Lan Zhan that attracts him. He's not all that surprised when his friend abruptly stands with that scowl covering the confusion he knows is just behind it. He still bounces to his feet and reaches to grab Lan Zhan's wrist.]

Lan Zhan! I'm sorry! We can play something else, if you want?

[taciturnly]

( lan wangji halts at wei wuxian’s touch, his gaze automatically swiveling down where fingers curl around a wrist. touch is somewhat of a foreign concept as he’s never let anyone get close enough to try, other than family, and even so, it’s scarce at best. but he lets him. he lets him like he’s let him do and say things he shouldn’t have, fascinated by him in ways he can’t explain. it’s infuriating for the most part, and it hurts, a gentle kind of ache he can’t rid of, ever present in-between the beats of his heart.

wei ying’s warmth irradiates, and lan wangji feels the heat of his hand through the fabric of his robes, brushing along every nerve. no. he is lan wangji of the gusu lan sect and the rules are clear; they shouldn’t have done this to begin with, despite his uncle’s permission. so he turns slightly, shoots him a sidelong glance; his voice is softer than expected, even though it brooks no disobedience. ) We have played long enough.

[yilingdaddy]

[Wei Ying knows. And he does try not to take too much advantage of it, but also...he really doesn't want to just. Stop. Nor can he help himself from occasionally pushing a bit, like today. So he might push a little more, but he does, slowly, remove his hand from Lan Zhan's wrist.

The lack of a glare, and the softness of the voice encourage him though, and he smiles.] What about a walk? Or...meditate with the rabbits? [Maybe it's not something he really wants to do, but he's oddly reluctant to just leave now.]

Or we could study...I'll even let you pick what I study. [Great big present, right there!]

[taciturnly]

( if wei ying could stand still long enough to meditate, sure. but doing anything with the rabbits implies breaking even more rules, and lan wangji has been daring enough for one day. speaking of rules… they are in the library. lan wangji doesn’t have many places to go, and if wei ying’s gentle insistence does things to him he’d rather not think about, he doesn’t mind being in his general vicinity. in fact, he enjoys it more than he’d like to admit, compelled to leave and stay.

little does he know that, in just a few days, this tender affliction will serve as inspiration for a new melody.

for now, he remains still for a moment, and without ever crossing his gaze, lan wangji returns to the table. he sits properly, opening a book with one hand and searching behind him with the other. once he holds the manuscript he was looking for, he places it in front of him, where wei wuxian could sit, if he so chose. )

[yilingdaddy]

[He'd be willing to try! And the rabbits would totally help. He just wants to stay near Lan Zhan a bit longer, even if he's not ecstatic about whatever it is they ended up doing.

Wei Ying bites his lip, waiting for Lan Wangji to decide. He doesn't even expect a verbal decision, and that expectation is proven correct after a moment.

He lets out the breath he'd been holding and smiles at his friend before sitting back down across from Lan Zhan. He makes the box of candy sticks disappear for now and bends his attention to the manuscript.

Once again, he hasn't been chased away.]