Devinely



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    Shang Qinghua would have it be known that weird dreams mean nothing to him, he's been stress-dreaming for years, so he didn't expect that day to be different from any other day as head disciple of An Ding Peak! At least not until he was introduced to his fellow scum villain for the first time.

    (Shen Jiu knew it as the day everything finally changed for him.)

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    20 Apr 2026

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    Mingjue needs to be careful. He will not die in this fucking tomb under the earth. It is not his time, not yet.

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    If.

    Guangyao said if they get out alive, don’t tell Xichen.

    He doesn’t believe they’ll make it. Guangyao is legitimately concerned that they might be trapped and die before they can escape. Probably, that’s why he’s allowed so much emotion to slip through his usual mask in the last few hours: if they die, who’s to find out that anything besides banal pleasantry exists inside his vicious trap of a mind?

    Well, Mingjue knows. He’s always known. And by gods, they are going to make it out of this, even if it’s just to increase that chances of him one day getting the opportunity to punch Jin Guangshan in his stupid, smug, smarmy face. Nothing as pathetic as certain death is going to get in the way of him getting that satisfaction.

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    19 Apr 2026

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    When Pure Vanilla throws open the balcony doors and holds his staff aloft, the first thing he sees are the tree’s branches devoid of his feathered friends. It’s an unwelcome sight, a clear departure from their usual routine. Had something happened? Has someone drawn them away?

    A flutter of movement draws his eyes upwards towards the roof; instantly, relief floods through Pure Vanilla’s jam. The flock is mercifully still here, perched above his head on a nearby rooftop. They are, however, strangely silent and still, huddled closely together while glancing between Pure Vanilla and the tree. Pure Vanilla follows their nervous gaze, peering into the branches as he holds his staff high –

    Only to spy a long, lithe form curled in the shadows.

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    17 Apr 2026

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    There’s a sound itching at the back of his mind, a soft repetition that’s forcing Pure Vanilla’s eyes back open with its unfamiliarity. He mumbles a groan, pushing himself up in bed as he brushes back the hair from his forehead and reaches for the staff beside him. As his hand finds purchase, he lifts it up high and scans the room around him.

    Pure Vanilla’s vision may still be blurred from blinking back sleep, but there’s a familiar blue form seated at his dresser.

    “Shadow Milk Cookie?”

    The form turns; bright white hair sways from the movement, spilling over slender shoulders and adorned with a large blue bow. Sharp eyes peer at him, framed by an unkind smile curved in a smirk.

    “Aw,” is all but sneered. “Miss him already?”

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    16 Apr 2026

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    Could you eat respect, if you were hungry? Would respect keep you warm at night when you were freezing? If a sword were held to your throat, could respect block it?

    When the laughter of your enemies filled your ears, could the respect of a single man let you ignore it? Did it really matter so much, to have someone see you as you truly were and to still decide you were worth something?

    …yes. It seemed that it did.

    (in which Meng Yao, who'd never met a single moral in his life, decides nevertheless to be a good person)

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    really funny, my favourite quote of the fic 'Meng Yao didn’t actually have a conscience, but he’d heard things.' lol