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This moment from the last day on set. :)

Alternate title: The softest GD puppy play written this side of the Mississippi River.

I have no excuses.

I'm just dropping my headcanons for the "Shen Wei's School for the Criminally Gay" universe here…

I plan to expand on them later.

“Xiao Wei ah, one day I might have to leave without saying anything. When the time comes, please don't blame me. We will meet again, and when we do, you will have to be the patient one.”

or Guardian if Shen Wei learned the definition of patience from Kunlun.

It almost sounds like blasphemy; neither of them has ever had a problem with that.

Professor Shen was a decent enough lecturer. Not the best, but certainly not the worst either. Overall, a solid 5/10. And Pei Su wasn't planning on taking anymore classes taught by him only…

Only then Pei Su saw Professor Shen's husband Yunlan and…

Well. There was nothing for it. Clearly this relationship needed to be studied more closely. Taking another of Professor Shen’s boring lectures on classic literature would be no hardship for no other reason than to understand how Professor Shen had landed himself a man like Yunlan. And for purposes completely unrelated to Pei Su’s own scruffy police officer.

OR

Pei Su sees Yunlan and Shen Wei being cute together thinks "that's what I want with Weizhoa" and decides to put everything about Shen Wei under a microscope while simultaneously missing the entire point of why they work, and that's why he's like That.

Pei Su's "How to win a scruffy copy guy list":
- Impeccable tailoring
- Glasses
- Loom
- Be suspicious

Added New Story in Ch.2 :) unrelated to Ch.1

The dating rumor spread quick and Daqing took it upon himself to talk to the new couple

Thousands of zhang under the Huangquan, Lin Jing wasn't dead. Even his senses, which had been lost, were no longer missing. Not even the wounded spots on his body remained injured. The familiar face was not familiar at all, nor was the voice. Gui Mian hadn't introduce himself properly, but Lin Jing had heard the secretive whispers in the Netherworld.
The Fake Monk should have been terrified to death. But there were too many things distracting him from that.

Or - What happens in the meantime when Gui Mian kidnaps Lin Jing.

Daily video call.

Wei watches Shen San sleep.

Zhu Hong glares down at the workbook in front of her, trying to untangle the equation on the page through sheer force of will alone. It is raining today, so the light shining through the glass doors of her father's apothecary is grey and feeble. The glare of the fluorescent lights inside are giving her a headache — or maybe that's just the homework.

Why do humans have to learn these stupid things? Back in the Snake Tribe lands, they were taught useful things, like how to identify and grow medicinal plants, how to fight off vengeful ghosts, and of course, cultivation. What are math equations supposed to do for them, anyway? It's not like you can eat them or use them to reach a higher plane of existence.

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In which Zhu Hong moves to Dragon City, makes a friend, and ends up fighting monsters with a bunch of dorky humans.

Part of my Sailor Moon AU.

Zhao Yunlan has caught a cold, and the only cure is Shen Wei’s blood. Or his cock. Or both. Best to try both, just to be safe!

"You promised," Shen Wei says, and Zhao Yunlan almost sighs in relief. "No more self-sacrificing."

"Well…it's kind of my job," Zhao Yunlan says, aiming for joking, and then wishes he'd bitten his tongue. Shen Wei's fingers tighten on the knife, and then let go, and it falls to the board with a clatter.

"It is not your job to sacrifice yourself for me," he says sharply, turning abruptly in Zhao Yunlan's hold. His eyes, when they meet Zhao Yunlan's, are aglow with something Zhao Yunlan can hardly even put a name to.

Or, Zhao Yunlan reassures Shen Wei.

Pirate Bai Yu/Fisherman Zhu Yilong.

Zhao Yunlan notices Shen Wei's focus is on him when he's putting something in his mouth.

After coming into contact with a strange odor causes Shen Wei to temporarily lose his rationality he instinctively seeks out Zhao Yunlan. But the man in his embrace feels so good against him, and smells so sweet...

Although Mianmian existed under different conditions now, it didn’t mean he would let go of (most of) his obsessions and settle with a Buddhist cultivator, of all people. Still, there he was, quietly breathing the scent of incense lit under a Buddha statue, barefoot and dressed in one of Lin Jing's loose white t-shirts and simple cotton pants, observing the starry sky through the open balcony door slowly turning into a cloudy sky, while his (maybe) partner was (supposedly) meditating, sitting on the living room rug.
He could handle 'that' - his own mind. Not like before, when he couldn’t even see how much he had lost himself in the blurry line between the truth of all that unfairness and the tricks of his flawed heart.

Zhao Yunlan and Shen Wei had a fight. And this is the aftermath of it. With lots of realizations, and lots of memories.

Aftermath of the fight that they had in Lost

Wu Xie was never invited to begin with. There is no doubt whatever about that. Directions for him to stay away had been issued by his second uncle, his lover, his ex-boyfriend the Guardian of humanity's immortal souls, and a fellow former employee of Warehouse 11. Pangzi acknowledged this would cause trouble, and Pangzi's word was gold, as the expert on all Trouble starting with Tianzhen. Wu Xie was less invited than resentful fairies at a princess's birthday party.

But what is being uninvited but a chance to be a surprise?

Pangzi hissed to Wu Xie out of the side of his mouth, "I thought Jia Sidao put Consort Li's head in a gold box."

"Grandfather said he found it, and it was a lacquer box. You know how stories change. Anyway, it was cursed, so the family couldn't hold on to it, and I don't think Zhang Da Fo-ye had even thought of the warehouse yet, so Grandfather made a deal with some shady-sounding exorcist from the…" Wu Xie looked up slowly as Zhao Yunlan cleared his throat and smiled. "…Ershu called you the Lord Guardian? The same as this Guardian Order my grandfather was working with?"

"That's what I always liked about you. Cute and smart."