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Shortly after his return from YOHE, Zhao Yunlan finds his hair has stayed long -- and hard to manage. Shen Wei helps him out.

“You’re asking about my power.”

Zhao Yunlan gestures impatient confirmation with a thin trail of cigarette smoke. He’d told the Envoy what he needed; if Chu Shuzhi’s is a wildly destructive ability, Zhao Yunlan will have to risk offending the Envoy and request a replacement. Preferably someone without a doll so palpably eerie that its mere proximity makes Zhao Yunlan’s neck prickle.

Da Qing's perspective on the hunt for the killer in a seedy bar, as well as background on the case. Remix of the clever and delightful fic Happy Hour by missingnowrites.

Shen Wei—no, the Black-Cloaked Envoy in the professor’s clothes—shouted, “Catch her!” With no sense of how it had happened, she was in Zhao Yunlan’s embrace. He was here. She was safe. He might be blind, but his arm was around her, he was patting her shoulder and letting her lean against his body and feel his warmth.

Zhao Yunlan finds a cat in a tight spot and, naturally, rescues it.

“Do you think anyone can tell?” Changcheng leaned in to whisper to Chu Shuzhi. His wig tickled Chu Shuzhi’s ear.

Ye Huo is recovering in Dragon City Hospital after the events of episodes 19 and 20. By himself, of course—what other way is there?

A brief conversation between Jiajia and Li Qian about withdrawn publicity for an event described in tehfanglyfish's unnervingly accurate rendering of grad-school life, The Tiniest Heipaoshi."

N.B.: Read The Tiniest Heipaoshi first!!! This ficlet contains spoilers for it.

He wakes up more tired than usual.

It’s been like this for a couple of days, but Shen Wei hasn’t thought much of it. A lot has happened in a short time, after all, and he is in many ways still getting used to this. Having a soul. Being alive. Getting to live this life. It’s something he had never thought possible before. Never dared to even imagine. Not for him.

or, five thousand years Shen Wei has spent swimming with the current, hiding away in its whirls and eddies, hoping that the river might somehow wash him clean, but now it’s time he learns to swim against it. To bathe himself again in mud and clay. To go home.

“But you’d be hard-pressed to deny that there’s what we like to call a profile here. A victim profile. One which you match with, to quote Lin Jing, 92% overlap. One of them even had fish in his office,” he says, almost accusatorily, thumbing at Shen Wei’s fish tank.

Shen Wei looks at the fish tank, then back at Zhao Yunlan. “I’m not sure I’m following the significance of this.”

OR: Faced with a string of murders targeting university professors much like Shen Wei, Zhao Yunlan assigns himself to keep Shen Wei safe. Shen Wei cannot seem to convince the man that he does not require a bodyguard.

Guo Changcheng is away for a week visiting family. Chu Shuzhi doesn't miss him; he's just grumpy because his normal routine has been disrupted.

Chu Shuzhi finds out he has Hanahaki Disease when he coughs up petals in front of the reason he got it, because of course he fucking does.

Luckily, he was able to hide them before Changcheng could see them, but holy shit does he have some major avoiding to do, because beautiful things should never be covered in blood.

Ye Huo does his darnedest to help his friends Lao Chu and Xiao Guo get together.

“What are you looking at? I did that for her own good. How dare she try to poach someone from Kunlun-jun? I’m astounded that the idea even crossed her mind.” Chu Shuzhi stuffed Guo Changcheng into the car, then he stretched out his long legs.

“Drive,” he ordered, “Take me home first.”

And Guo Changcheng, face flushing and heart throbbing, took him home.

Except.

Their night doesn’t end there.

(A somewhat smutty what-if for the second bonus story in Guardian’s volume 3)

Da Qing's dreams help him figure out that Shen Wei is actually a friend.

Guo Changcheng is beginning to grow wings, and nervous about how Chu Shuzhi might react.

Shen Wei rises from the ocean in hopes of soaking in the sun. Another dragon comes into his life and begins flirting with him relentlessly. Shen Wei does not know what to do and that was the scariest part of it; their encounters and Zhao Yunlan’s ambition to make him his.

“I haven't seen you around here before,” Zhao Yunlan said with a toothy grin. “a little elusive?”

“I am from the sea,” he replied instead. “You shouldn't flaunt your feathers so readily.”

“Oh? Why do you think so?”

“It is inappropriate.”