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    “Have dinner with me,” Lan Zhan says. One of them has to ask it. They’ve been dancing around it, and Lan Zhan has the sense that if he doesn’t ask now, he won’t have the chance. Wei Ying feels like a ghost – some sort of apparition dreamt up by him and his phone. Lan Zhan tries to imagine sitting across the table from a set of pale-pale wrists and idol eyes. Can’t.

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    Taco nights, messy academia peeps who love drama, and thousand-mile distances. Everything happens so much.

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    18 Feb 2026

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    Wei Wuxian plays the flute. Someone in Wei Wuxian's apartment complex plays violin. Sometimes, they play the flute and the violin together, and it's... nice. It's really nice. It's sort of the nicest thing going on in his life right now, honestly.

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    16 Feb 2026

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    Wei Wuxian has certainly hoped so ardently in his two lifetimes, for so many different things, in so many different ways, that he could have summoned the demon to his front door with his bare hands. His eyes wander to Lan Zhan, settle on the back of his head, the blue-black curtain of his hair. Oh, how he has hoped.

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    09 Feb 2026

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    That’s just the thing, isn’t it? Wei Ying feels nothing. He doesn’t feel anything, and this emptiness should scare him. He knows he should be scared. He wants to be scared. He isn’t. Fear itself is never scary; fear is just a response. It means that your body wants you alive. It’s the absence of terror that scares him.

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    06 Feb 2026

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    There is a man with empty eye sockets and tears of fire in Wei Wuxian’s dreams. Tendrils of smoke curl around him in sleep, pressing at his most vulnerable spots, seeking entrance, slipping between his ribs.

    When he ignores Lan Zhan's offers of help, he declines rapidly. He will die. Or, he should. Anyone else would.

    Instead, he flees. And transforms.

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    holy shit