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    “Wei Ying,” Lan Wangji says, voice slow and a pitch too quiet. A second later Wei Wuxian understands why. “I cannot hear.”

    Or; Lan Wangji is cursed into internal isolation. Their ability to understand one another remains as unwavering as ever.

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    02 Nov 2020

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    To his unbridled horror, Wei Wuxian sees his face up on the giant screen in real time for the entire stadium to see. Still laughing as his face takes a moment to catch up with the sheer mortification he’s feeling, A-Yuan perched on his shoulders as the Lan Wangji cape drapes over them.

    There’s also commentary.

    “—scenes from the stands here, this dad and his son making for an adorable twosome all decked out in support for local hero Lan Wangji—”

    “—Speaking of, our man seems to have taken a little tumble—”

    Wei Wuxian finds Lan Wangji on the field. The ball is nowhere near him but he seems to have fallen inexplicably backwards, sitting on the grass as he looks up at the giant screen.

    Right up at the footage of him.

    (AU where A-Yuan is professional footballer Lan Wangji's biggest fan, and his babysitter Wei Wuxian wants nothing more than to forget his days as the photographer of their school football team, calling out to the captain from the stands just so he'd look around at him.)

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    27 Oct 2020

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    Notes from a reconciliation.

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    26 Oct 2020

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    He forgets how quickly Wei-qianbei changes faces, sometimes. Like pulling a theater mask over a bruise—color over color, a diversion with the swipe of his hand.

    Lan Sizhui navigates a world that hates his father, one endless wave at a time.

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    26 Oct 2020

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    When the darkness fades away and a face pops up, Wei Ying almost falls out of his chair.

    What the fuck, he thinks. What the fuck what the fuck what the fuck.

    Wei Ying counts to three, takes a breath, then shoots upwards. “Sorry, I dropped my pen,” he says, not even trying to make his lie sound convincing, because what the fuck, Lan Zhan is gorgeous. He has the brightest eyes Wei Ying’s ever seen, the nicest, longest eyelashes, and black hair draping over his shoulder. This guy has clearly won the lottery of attractive genes, which means he must be lacking in something else, like maybe his voice—

    “It’s fine.”

    WHAT THE FUCK, Wei Ying thinks. WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK.

    (In which Wei Ying and Lan Zhan, students from different universities, are assigned to complete a senior project together.)

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    26 Oct 2020