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A look at Shen Wei's learning powers, alternating scenes from the past and present.

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“Shen Wei, are you glowing?”

Shen Wei resists the urge to pinch the bridge of his nose. “Perhaps you’re hallucinating,” he suggests mildly, ignoring the way the small aura of light hovering over his skin pulses in annoyance.

Zhao Yunlan squints at him for a moment, then wags a finger in Shen Wei’s direction. “I know I’m always the first to say that you’re a radiant beauty, Xiao Wei, but usually I mean that a little less literally.”

An upright man in a black hood wanders the Dream of Time, holding a swinging lantern. Some nights, when Strange Stars beckon, this man has reason to reach out as if to snatch an insect where none fly. Those nights, the lantern shines, and the smiling figure of the Black-Hooded Man treads off into mist.

Dragon City University basketball team captain, Shen Wei begrudgingly attends a sorority party after his closest friend convinces him that she's found him the perfect ‘lady friend.’ But a wrong turn leads him to the wrong room… or perhaps the right room afterall.

The Scorpion King took contracts from anyone willing to pay, but this was the first time his client had been a ghost.

Averting the war had given everyone new perspective and Guo Changcheng had his own priorities, namely Chu Shuzhi, who seemed to struggle more after the impending danger had passed.

Zhu Yilong and Bai Yu reunite on the set of 1921.

Chu has to keep Shen Wei alive until help can come after falling into the icy river-

10,000 years, since the opening of the Gates of Hell. Shen Wei knows he is a young god, in comparison to the pantheon, but even to them, such a period holds a certain weight. 10,000 years of fell creatures and nightmares surging into the land of endless summer.

Memories are all he has to hang onto now. Of brighter times, kinder times. Hazy remembrances of golden fields and sun-kissed, golden skin. The taste of honey and sweat. A mountain god and his pomegranate seeds.

Amidst all the things that need rebuilding after the battle with Ye Zun, Shen Wei doesn't consider getting new glasses a priority. Zhao Yunlan disagrees.

When Shen Wei inhales, there is a scent missing from the air fragrant with night-blooming flowers.

Podfic of my story What is absent

What it says on the tin.

Me: let’s practice writing drabbles by having Wei Wuxian walk into a bar and meeting random people from different fandoms.
Evil Voice in my head: but wouldn’t it be so much more fun if the drabbles were all connected and took place in the same universe?
Me: that is not the purpose of this exercise!
Evil Voice: you could set it in the Chinese Underworld during the years Wei Wuxian was dead.
Me: *throws hands up in defeat*

"Not my jurisdiction," the fourth god in a row said. "Here’s the paperwork to prove it."

In which Wei Wuxian’s arrival causes a giant wave of nope in the Chinese Underworld and its bureaucratic apparatus decides to ask Discworld’s Death to be his minder instead.

Fortunately for Wei Wuxian, it had also been no one’s job to inform Death that while Diyu’s eighteen circles of hell included many things, bars were generally not one of them.

Shen Wei knew it was a bad idea to accept Zhao Yunlan’s offer to practice kissing.

Shen Wei has finally had enough.