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    He had firmly reconciled himself to things never returning to the way they were. On the surface, perhaps they haven’t; Wei Wuxian’s laughter is all but gone, as is the way he used to draw others into the brightness around him. The walls are still there, for all that Lan Wangji has now been invited inside them. Lan Wangji doesn’t care, because what has returned is the way they stay in step without having to think about it.

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    14 Sep 2021

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    "Eh! 'Little brother,' what!" Wei WuXian says, mock-outraged. "I'm thirty-five!" (Sort of. He was born thirty-five years ago, anyway.) "You must be, what, twenty-five tops?"

    "Nooo," Xie Lian says, smiling. "I'm eight hundred years old."

    "You don't look a day over four hundred," Wei WuXian says. "Seriously, how old are you?"

    "Seriously, I'm eight hundred years old," Xie Lian tells him.

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    Lan WangJi had a lot of time to pray to different gods while Wei WuXian was dead. One of them was Hua Cheng.

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    19 Aug 2021

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    The picture is of Wei Ying, that much is clear. It’s of a lot more of Wei Ying than Lan Zhan is used to seeing. He supposes that, technically, Wei Ying is dressed. It’s a bare technicality, since one of Wei Ying’s hands has rucked up his black tank top practically to his collarbone, showing a long expanse of abdomen and one nipple. Sweat beads on his sternum, catching the light like jewels. His other hand is--Lan Zhan feels his eyes widen, as though unable to look away from a train wreck--on his hip, one thumb tugging down the waistband of a pair of red briefs. Wei Ying is biting his lower lip and looking directly into the camera, sultry, his eyes dark and inviting. His erection is obvious, outlined against the red of the briefs and framed carefully with the hand on his hip. Lan Zhan’s brain goes wildly, screamingly blank.

    Or: Lan Zhan accidentally finds his best friend's OnlyFans account and has an ongoing emotional crisis.

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    15 Jul 2021

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    Yiling Laozu is dead. He's been dead for over a thousand years. For over a thousand years Lan Wangji has been wandering the world alone, helping where he's needed.
    It's when he meets a mysterious cultivator and a strange curse starts to torment his body that the past and the present start to mingle, igniting emotions Lan Wangji almost forgot he was able to feel.

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    05 Jul 2021

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    “You know, you’re the one to beat this year,” Jiang Cheng offers helpfully, having seen the glare from right next to him. “Hanguang-jun’s been through juniors with the rest of us, he knows all of our tics. You’re an unknown variable, since he’s never competed against you before.”

    “Thanks,” says Wei Wuxian drily. “That’s very comforting.”

    Or: five nighthunting competitions where Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji were rivals, and one where they weren't.

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    29 Jun 2021