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tenniel's alice, adjusting her crown



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    Wei Ying tips his head to indicate the roped-off room. “What’s going on over there?”
    “Oh!” Mo Xuanyu brightens. “We’re hosting a performance artist, one day only. His name’s Hanguang-Jun.”

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    “It’s okay that you miss him,” said Lan Wangji, a familiar litany to them both by now. “Do you feel sad?”

    “I feel sad,” A-Yuan repeated, shoulders hitching with tiny hiccuping sniffs. “When is he coming back?”

    “I don’t know. I am not sure where he is.”

    But this seemed to frustrate A-Yuan. “Xian-gege! I miss him! Please, baba?” He looked up at him with wet cheeks and a wide, quivering frown. “Please baba can you ask him? I really miss him!” He sobbed again, heartbreakingly.

    It stabbed straight through him, cracking open the reservoir of loss and helplessness that was all his own. His child’s grief did that, sometimes. It always took him by surprise. He caught his breath sharply and gathered A-Yuan into his arms, holding him tight until the pain ebbed.

    “I will try,” he said softly into A-Yuan’s hair, when he could speak again. He never made uncertain promises and tried not even to raise uncertain hopes, but his son was hurting. His son believed he could make it better. He couldn’t not try.

    Wen Qing might at least know who this “Xian-gege” was. He would text her in the morning. It would be a start.

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    23 Jan 2021

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    When Wangji was eighteen he’d walked into the first class of his fall semester painting module and there’d been a boy in a hilariously ugly floppy knit hat sitting cross-legged on the floor at the front of the room. He’d had a sheet of canvas paper taped to his board and his board clamped between his legs and a tackle box of brushes and tubes—a real fishing tackle box, with a fish-shaped logo on it that said BASS, not one of the nice art supply storage boxes they sold in the campus bookstore, like the one Wangji was carrying—open beside him. Everyone else had settled into the rows of stools and easels, but that boy had stayed on the floor for the whole two hour and thirty minute studio. Wangji had looked at him and thought, that idiot’s back is going to hurt.

     

    [Former best friends Lan Wangji, paintings conservator, and Wei Wuxian, art handler, meet again and realize... neither of them were actually in unrequited love.]

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    19 Jan 2021

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    The fact was that Joe had been having a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad year ever since Lucas tried to kiss him.

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    23 Nov 2020

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    The main thing to remember is that it's definitely not Jingyi's fault. Sure, he's a little bit cursed, and sure, Sect Leader Jiang is also a little bit cursed, but it's not like Jingyi could have prevented that, right?

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    31 Oct 2020