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    The smell of blood hits Lan Zhan before he even steps inside. Wei Ying, his sweet, sweet boy, stands over Jin Zixun’s unmoving body, a knife hanging slack in his blood-slicked hand.

    Lan Zhan does not ask a single thing. Stepping forward, he wraps his fingers around the knife, and eases it from Wei Ying’s trembling grip.

    “Tell them I did it,” Lan Zhan says. “Tell them that it was me.”

    Wei Ying can only stare as Lan Zhan proceeds to smear the blood all over himself, a sorrowful smile ghosting over his handsome features.

    The words go unspoken in the air: I love you too much to ever let you bear the weight of your own sins.

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    He closes his eyes for just a moment and when he opens them again, he’s standing on the rainbow bridge.

    Looking around, Shen Qingqiu finds the mountain shrouded in mist, with only a short distance of visibility in front of him. At his side is a person whose face is utterly forgettable, dressed in equally forgettable clothing. Shen Qingqiu sighs. “I’m dead, I suppose?”

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    23 Jun 2026

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    “Good morning, Dianxia,” Hua Cheng murmured, a hint of a smile returned to him by his own image in the mirror. He put down the brush next to the ornate pyxis of cinnabar clay and thoroughly checked his reflexion.

    The flex of his fingers on the mahogany handle of the brush, the drag of the bristles on his skin, the scrape of the lid encrusted with mother of pearl against the edges of the box as he closed it and the smear of rouge the movement always left on his fingertips were moments repeated slowly morning by morning, each a step in the ancient ritual of making himself worthy of his God’s gaze. The water that flowed through the fibers on the head of the brush ran tainted red as a blood sacrifice and the incense on Xie Lian’s altar burned.

    or: Hua Cheng prays to Xie Lian every day, sharing ordinary moments and heartfelt confessions with the beloved that cannot hear him.
    Coming out of the coffin in Yong'An Xie Lian starts to hear the loving and harrowing prayers of a devoted ghost.

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    22 Jun 2026

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    It starts with Chengling feeling the urge to nest in ZHou Zishu's and Wen Kexing's quarters. It ends with a set of mating bites, and claims of family.

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    22 Jun 2026

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    He smiled, curled around the form of the other, sleep lulling him into her blissful embrace like a soft blanket of warmth.
    He was safe. He was alive.
    Those words echoed in his head over and over and over again; repeating until they became his personal mantra, his personal saving grace.
    Never, ever, ever again.
    He sighed as he finally succumbed to the warmth and emptiness of sleep.
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    The rain was falling against the windows in soft pitter-patter sounds, crackling thunder and lightning alighting their shared bedroom every few minutes. Mo Xuanyu was huddled close to the body at his front, his nose buried in the neck there, his arms curled around Lan Wangji's slender ones and held protectively between their hearts. At his back, Wei Wuxian was his big spoon, his fingers drawing calming patterns onto Xuanyu's sleeping robes. They might've been vaguely lotus- and peony-shaped.

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    Or: Mo Xuanyu, Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji on healing together from trauma, and accepting what it means to love oneself.

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    22 Jun 2026