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They live together.

And Zhao Yunlan has never been in love before, but…

But--

But he knows Shen Wei. In the spending, in the watching, in the living, there is a knowing, and the knowing cannot be avoided. And he wonders-- is it possible to know, and not love? When he knows the way he knows Shen Wei, so completely, so overwhelmingly-- how could he not love him?

“Zhao Yunlan,” he says, looking at him with such intensity that Zhao Yunlan wants to flinch away. “When was the last time you slept?”

“Aiya, Shen Wei, you don’t need to worry about that,” Zhao Yunlan waves a hand, trying for something easy, something casually unconcerned, never mind that he’d been trying to figure that out himself. “I’ve pulled plenty of all-nighters in my day, I definitely managed to grab a nap—” he pauses awkwardly, trying to remember – “somewhere in there, anyways.”

--

Zhao Yunlan’s exhaustion catches up with him.

"If you can't fuck me, I can ask someone else to do it for me." The words leave Shen Wei's mouth before he can stop them. Before he can come back to reality and remember that Kunlun-- Yunlan doesn't remember the past. 

Zhao's jaw drops to the ground. Even in his wildest dreams, he didn't expect Shen Wei to say such things. His heart races in his chest. He has been fantasizing about this man for so long. Had spent nights masturbating with images of him in his mind. And when the same man is serving him the chance to make all these dreams come true, he doesn't know how to react. 

Or

Plotless porn feat WeiLan

Zhao Yunlan is the captain of the sky-ship Guardian. More accustomed to trading runs, he and his crew are given a mission -- to track down the stolen Hallows, with the assistance of Shen Wei, a seemingly-innocuous clerk from Dragon City...

This guy sure has taken that sexed-up catboy stereotype and is throwing it in your face. For some reason, Zhao Yunlan is convinced that that's a very deliberate choice. Going by the slightly disdainful look on the guy's face, Zhao Yunlan is pretty sure he didn't quite manage to hide his initial surprise.

Wherein a second Chief Zhao arrives via wormhole just as the team summons Hei Pao Shi, and things get very, very confusing.

Everything is immaculate atop the temple which sits at the foot of Heaven. It’s a lie, as if spirits have conspired to get Shen Wei there to recover. Timelessness and beauty are illusions, because he can still smell his own blood. Ten thousand years of restraint and frustration erupt between him and Zhao when an enemy from their past avenges himself in the worst way. Their unspoken desire for one another is used against them. In the aftermath, Shen isn’t sure he has survived it. (If you watch the show, heads-up, the sucker symbolizes a kiss. Don’t miss it! It's not going to be spelled out for you.)

(In my stories, ‘no’ can mean ‘yes.’ That’s the whole point of fiction. Complete freedom and no limitations. These are warriors, they wouldn't have it any other way.)

This is an AU, MPREG, Non-Con, Dubious-Con, M/M Slash, Gender Omniscience (non-traditional gender).

WATCH THE SHOW HERE! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JdRj_d7_skE&t=30s   (credit at site)

"Idiot but my idiot. I need to marry him. Best fucking proposal is what he deserves. All fairy-tale like." Yunlan's eyes were zeroed at the entrance of the Department, as he mumbled his thoughts to himself.

Or

A day in the life of WeiLan after the evil-twin fiasco is long settled.

A cat and his boy.

Only a couple of things genuinely made Shen Wei afraid. One was the thought of serious harm coming to Zhao Yunlan. Thus far he’d managed to prevent that from happening. His other true fear, well, it was more difficult to avoid. “Mandatory Faculty Meeting – 4 p.m. Today," read the note on the staffroom door.

It's a surprise!

Chief Bai Yutong of the First Criminal Division in Hong Kong is extremely talented and is thought to be a sure choice for Superintendent in the future. However, although he was successful in solving another large case for the Police Force, a mistake made during the investigative process caused him to be demoted to a local police station. Although he has wandered from the fast track to promotion, his new co-workers do their best – in their own feckless way – to solve petty incidents, always believing in their own sense of justice. As Bai Yutong reflects on his mission as a policeman and his own thoughts on justice, he learns to believe in himself as he fights against “evil.”

Zhu Hong and Ya Qing talk diplomacy and progress.

"書 與 武器 之間"。

two men who share a past, a love and a mutual pain.

What happens when love is carried away by pain?

both will be separated between four years. What happened during that time?

a young love could bear the consequences of being together.

How much blood does it take to be together?

Sequel to ‘These Dirty Streets are Ours’

Weeks after that incident, Zhao Yunlan tries his best to pick up the pieces. Whose pieces, he isn’t sure.

A Guardian/Final Fantasy 7R fusion

Drabbles, prompt fills, and other ficlets from Tumblr written for the Guardian fandom

Chapter titles will include pairings

[Guardian Runner's AU]

Zhao Yunlan grew up without a mother in the shadow of his cold and rich, businessman of a father who was rarely at home. After dropping out of college, he decides to start a career in competitive running, and through his father's connections, crosses paths with 'Shen Wei, who cuts through the air like a scythe'—a former athlete who, for obscure reasons, gave up his dreams of going to the Olympics to become a coach. As mentor and mentee solidify their relationship through Zhao Yunlan's arduous training, feelings begin to form, much to Coach Shen's dismay.

“See those clouds? That’s your goal. If you want to win, you need to learn to outrun the storm.”

COMPLETED 11/14 ♥

They were downtrodden, once, but now they've come to their powers, met each other, and work together. After all, they are children of the Sun, too, and deserve the glories of the surface. And Ye Zun will come to Zhu Jiu in his hour of need.