Astramarin

Watercolour painting of dark pink quince blossoms on a light blue background



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    Here, now, love was flowing in abundance. It was all around, brightening the stars on this clear night, thrumming in the eager voices of the audience, ready to lift the soul from despair. It was surrounding the Crown Prince himself, illuminated by golden light onstage, gilding him– enclosing him–

    Xie Lian, who was sitting at the grand piano, its black surface polished to a nightmarish shine, with hands frozen over the keys and a deadweight in his gut– Xie Lian, who was realizing–

    He couldn’t do this.
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    Nearly a decade has passed since the disastrous night that marked the end of Xie Lian's career as a classical pianist before it had even begun. Now, having withdrawn from society almost completely, Xie Lian works as a piano instructor out of his studio apartment, nurturing a private love for music that has endured several lonely years.

    When a new student enters his world in the form of the striking and mischievous San Lang, Xie Lian is happy enough at the prospect of a friend- yet, as their relationship blooms alongside the ongoing spring, he will come to face the complexity of more bonds than one: that of his mysterious new companion, and of the creative passion he thought lost forever.

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    She’s done this before. She doesn’t know it.

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    “Nice date, Lan Zhan.”

    Under his hands, Lan Zhan jumps as if zapped. His eyes fly open, his lips part.

    “What, it wasn’t?” Smiling with a hint of wickedness, he keeps rubbing Lan Zhan’s arms.

    Lan Zhan can’t seem to speak, but if Wei Ying could transcribe his mind, he thinks it would be something along the lines of “lkjdnjsdrbfsdfjsdfgkjsd.”

    But… those warm, long eyes are glowing. Lan Zhan’s looking at Wei Ying like Lan Zhan’s stumbled upon buried treasure.

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    a modern take on WWX’s return. we're skipping to dessert, here.

    Completed 2023-12-30
    Updated 2025-11-23 with ART!

    [ no beta, only posted here ]

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    So, this is the first I've ever been able to turn in fanfiction (albeit fringe fanfiction) for a class and my teacher says this is one of the only assignments she's ever read that made her smile. It's not a very smile-y work, I suppose, but I thought I'd put it out here anyway.

    All of the quotes come from the Narrative of the Life of Frederick Douglass except for the last one (the one about the universal definition of a slave), Lose Your Mother by Saidiya Hartman.

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