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    Yu Ziyuan has never had the knack for talking to people without insulting them. Zangse Sanren is the first person who's ever made her wish she had learned.

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    06 Sep 2021

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    Tears. A river of tears.

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    Jingyi makes a sympathetic sound. “I’ve got a buddy in one of the Hefei labs, and he says there’s some evidence to suggest that people stuck in limbo develop, like, whole new neural pathways. And you go in and out of it all the time, right, so who knows what your brain is up to.” His eyes light up. “Oh man, would you let me — ”

    “Obviously no,” Wei Ying says, voice flat. “But you’re close enough to right. I can keep you all safely in the level, but it’s tiring. I can’t be both dreamer and extractor.”

    “I’ll do it,” Lan Zhan cuts in, before Jingyi can protest or Wen Yuan can ask any further questions. “It’s not a problem.”

    “Are you sure?” Wen Yuan asks, brow furrowing. “If your sub-security picks up that Xian-gege doesn’t belong — ”

    “They won’t.”

    Wei Ying frowns. “Not for nothing, ge,” he says slowly, “but the last time we were in your dream together, I fell off a cliff.”

    Lan Zhan looks up and over at him. There is something in his eyes that Wei Ying can’t quite read: something fierce, and faraway. “I remember,” he says, voice quiet. “Do you?”

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    Wei Ying takes a dream heist job with an old friend.

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    04 Aug 2021

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    “Small baby,” Krum diagnosed, sounding delighted by this. “World too big, yes? Wants back in small, warm place, yes?”

    Ron realized that he was holding his breath. He glanced over at Hermione, who was looking at Krum like she was definitely, absolutely going to leave Ron for him, and honestly, at this moment, Ron felt that was fair. Ron was going to leave himself for Krum. Ron was going to rob all the banks in the world to get Viktor Krum back his money as long as it meant he’d keep their beautiful, perfect, angelic monster of a screaming baby quiet.

    “I want to be in a small, warm place,” Hermione muttered, and then squeaked a little realizing she’d said it out loud.

    Rose giggled. “Shidole,” she whispered, looking pleased and interested, smacking at Krum’s chest.

    “Rose, don’t call our guests shitholes,” Hermione scolded, and then said, “Viktor, you can stay as long as you like.”

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    Or: The Ron/Hermione/Krum fic that absolutely nobody was hankering for in the year of our Lord 2020.

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    04 Aug 2021

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    “Small baby,” Krum diagnosed, sounding delighted by this. “World too big, yes? Wants back in small, warm place, yes?”

    Ron realized that he was holding his breath. He glanced over at Hermione, who was looking at Krum like she was definitely, absolutely going to leave Ron for him, and honestly, at this moment, Ron felt that was fair. Ron was going to leave himself for Krum. Ron was going to rob all the banks in the world to get Viktor Krum back his money as long as it meant he’d keep their beautiful, perfect, angelic monster of a screaming baby quiet.

    “I want to be in a small, warm place,” Hermione muttered, and then squeaked a little realizing she’d said it out loud.

    Rose giggled. “Shidole,” she whispered, looking pleased and interested, smacking at Krum’s chest.

    “Rose, don’t call our guests shitholes,” Hermione scolded, and then said, “Viktor, you can stay as long as you like.”

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    Or: The Ron/Hermione/Krum fic that absolutely nobody was hankering for in the year of our Lord 2020.

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    04 Aug 2021

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    Wen Qing relaxes minutely, scrutinizing him. “Then,” she asks, “why are you here, Lan-er-gongzi?”

    He thinks of seven children, living here, surrounded by ghosts, fathered — fathered? — by the one who harnesses resentment to command the dead. Children he has named, inexplicably, Lan. Wen Qionglin is a fierce corpse, and yet he apparently talks and thinks and makes his own decisions. The children call him jiujiu. The children climb on his lap and ignore his instructions and say things like “he’s dead” with a careless lilt in their voices.

    Whatever the Yiling Patriarch is doing, whatever Wei Wuxian wants, Lan Wangji does not think it is an act of war.

    So he does not say, “I am here to neutralize the Yiling Patriarch.”

    He does not say, “Sentiment is gathering against you.”

    He does not say, “First liberate, second suppress, third eliminate.”

    Lying is forbidden, so Lan Wangji bows his head and says something true: “The Lan sect has very recently learned of seven disciples living in Yiling. I have come to attend their education.”

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    OR: It's a Sound of Music AU. Sort of.

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