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    “Don’t be so vulgar,” says Wei Ying, patting Lan Zhan’s knee with a grin. “I’m just vibing on ice. You break a few bones. Win some, lose some. All in the name of the game.”

    “There is no such rule in the rulebook.”

    “Aiya, Lan Zhan, I can’t believe you go around memorizing rulebooks. No wonder you don’t break any bones.”

    “Breaking a bone is not an accomplishment, Wei Ying.”

    “Then all your bones will be brittle and sad, like wilted romaine lettuce.”

    Wei Ying and Lan Zhan post-game, in the locker room.

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    24 Jul 2026

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    Wei Wuxian is a great fan of the Gusu dialect.

    Spanish translation at: https://w.tt/3g4hEBj

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    15 Jul 2026

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    augh they love each other SO MUCH

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    Wei Ying's back is to him, but Lan Zhan would know him anywhere. His hair is tied into a low ponytail, messy, as always. It's longer now than it was three years ago, snaking down his back, ending just above his shoulder blades. With him is a child—a boy—who's holding onto his hand and looking up at him with his eyebrows furrowed, one finger stuck in his mouth.

    Lan Zhan feels utterly foolish peeking from behind a display case at them, but he's rooted to the spot. He cannot move.

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    10 Jul 2026

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    in tears from the get go (positive)

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    Suddenly, it snaps into place. The weary way Lan Zhan has been holding himself is suddenly cast in a new, much more distressing light. Somebody is responsible for it, a real live, horrible, blind, stupid person. The combination of guilt, sadness, and anger that sets in all at once is hard to contain. Lingering wisps of resentment that remain from the night-hunt flock to him, like calling to like.

    All four boys stare at him with wide eyes.

    “Wei-qianbei,” Sizhui says. “You look...um…”

    “Scary,” Zizhen breathes, beaming.

    “Who has rejected Lan Zhan?” Wei Wuxian asks.

     

    Or; during one of his visits to the Cloud Recesses, the juniors strike a blow to Wei Wuxian's certainty that his feelings for Lan Wangji are one-sided.

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    08 Jun 2026

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    🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵

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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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    24 Mar 2026

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    "Sorry. It's stupid. I just need to be a total crybaby for a minute. I just — uuggh!! I wanna be somebody's husband!!" He's half-laughing, half-crying when he says it, because he feels absurd saying it, but it really isn't very funny at all.