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    Jin Ling hadn’t thought to keep track of Wei Wuxian.

    Clearly that had been a mistake.

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    “I’m not here to help you with your work,” said Lan Zhan, injecting frost into his voice to deter any further attempts at charm. “I’ll be focusing on my research.”

    Wei Ying cocked his head. “Research?” he said.

    “Mm. I’m a cultivation researcher, not a department employee. I’m reconstructing the ancient musical cultivation techniques of the Lan clan.”

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    Lan Zhan’s new liaison at the Caiyi Municipal Cultivation Department is an enigma – ridiculously talented, yet somehow content with mopping up spiritual pests for barely above minimum wage. Wei Ying is slapdash and irresponsible, and Lan Zhan doesn’t like him at all… but then he meets A-Yuan, who loves music and longs for a piano his father can’t afford.

    Forced into cautious friendship by a four-year-old's music lessons, Lan Zhan soon realises Wei Ying is more than he seems. The single father is a man of many secrets – including, perhaps, the key to Lan Zhan's life's work. And in the meantime, the background resentment in Caiyi Town is rising to dangerous levels…

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    “Courfeyrac says you do have passion,” says Enjolras, her eyes all dark and mesmerizing. “So why don’t you ever show it?”
    “I don’t know,” says Grantaire. “Honestly, most of my energy gets wasted on art or pining, you know?”
    Grantaire’s a hopeless romantic. It is part of her personality. Everyone knows this. Their friend group has stopped asking the requisite questions on the matter and just started handing her volumes of longing poetry.
    “The art is useful, you should keep that,” Enjolras says earnestly, which at least is an achievement. It took hours of Grantaire and other group members pontificating on how art movements were essential parts of historical unrest and uprisings and cultural shifts for Enjolras to appreciate art. Unfortunately, she now categorizes art as 'tool of war.' Grantaire doesn’t know how to explain to her that it’s a tool forged from yourself. That the blade’s not always sharp or capable of being wielded or cutting. It is unreliable—just like Grantaire. “The pining, though,” she continues. “That has to stop. So. Who is it this time?”
    “This time?” says Grantaire dumbly. “Who?”

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    20 May 2022

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    the liquid measure of your steps by serinesaccade

    “We’re not dating,” Grantaire protests. “We’re doing something fucking weird where I’m so annoyingly pitiful it’s literally become a detriment to the ABC and therefore on Enjolras’ temporary to-do list. Hah. To-do list. Me. On her—”

    “Oh,” says Joly. “Nope. No way. That isn’t what’s happening. Enjolras does complete follow-through with her projects. What do you think is follow-through in this scenario?”

    Grantaire considers what she’d assumed would happen: a perfunctory breakup text with a firm now that you’ve overcome your foolish notions of romance, you are free to be lobbed into the oceans of app dating and search for your next One True Love.

    Except—historically. That is completely not what Enjolrasian follow-through of dating dictates. Proper Enjolrasian follow-through would be a solid two years of respectful dating and apparently mindblowing sex, a serious discussion about their opinions on the institution of marriage and monogamy, followed promptly by a summer trip to the courthouse and a banger of an Amis party and then years of devoted bliss until Grantaire keeled over dead from abusing her liver in her youth. A beautiful widow would Enjolras make.

    “Oh no,” says Grantaire. “What the fuck is she doing?”

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    MARRIED?”

    “Basically married. Permanently engaged anyway. Weres have their own deal.” Natasha sounds much, much too gleeful about Steve’s rapidly expanding personal hell. “So you better wake your blushing bride and tell him the happy news: that it was an accident and you had no idea what you were doing.”

    “I,” Steve says, strangled. “I can’t do that!”

    “You can’t?”

    “He thought I was proposing! And he accepted!”

    “Wow, maybe he’s just as dumb as you are,” Natasha says thoughtfully.

    “I can’t just promise him a ring, take him home, drink from him three times in a row and then wake him up the next morning to say oops, just kidding!” Steve casts around, looking at his wreck of an apartment. “I don’t even have any good champagne!”

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    In an attempt to rein in the son that remains to her after Thor's banishment, Frigga arranges a marriage between two old friends in the hopes that they can work together to heal an eroded realm. On Earth, a prince searches for identity after his world is turned upside-down. And in the darkness, something stirs.

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    In an attempt to rein in the son that remains to her after Thor's banishment, Frigga arranges a marriage between two old friends in the hopes that they can work together to heal an eroded realm. On Earth, a prince searches for identity after his world is turned upside-down. And in the darkness, something stirs.

    Loki/Sif.