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Fancy candlelight dinner, when is not any special occasion Zhao Yunlan is aware of? (he checked). Shen Wei is acting sus and Zhao Yunlan frets over his mate.

Da Qing doesn't want to go home. He has a problem with Zhao Yunlan and Shen Wei doing *things*. And he'll turn his problems into the whole Department's problems.
Or: Da Qing had no idea on how the whole department is far too invested in their favorite ship.

(Fic for Tumblr request)

Shen Wei forgets something important. It's all Zhao Yunlan's fault.

YeZun have the chance right in his hands to finally kill Shen Wei and shows who is the real Ghost King. But life would ever be the same if his brother is no longer here? Because Shen Wei had Kunlun to love, and YeZun had what? Did he ever know what such a thing like love feels?

Zhao Yunlan wasn't the only one worried about Shen Wei while he was gone. [podfic version]

He’d intended to help him to the bed, but midway through the living room, Shen Wei lists dangerously to one side. Zhao Yunlan half-lowers him to the couch, half-allows his knees to buckle.

The impact forces a pained grunt past Shen Wei’s self-control. Still, he sits there with better posture than Zhao Yunlan has ever had, and smiles up at him. “Thank you. Stop looking so worried, I’m fine.”

Or: after rescuing Shen Wei from Dixing, Zhao Yunlan takes care of him. It takes some doing.

(Also featuring: Da Qing and a pinky promise.)

A series of microfics about various BL characters, beds, and their partners.

Two years ago, the Black Robed Envoy cut ties with the Guardian Order and maintains his silence even as the new Guardian remolds SID. But the strings of fate cannot be denied and pull them both into a case that will be their beginning.

Shen Wei and Zhao Yunlan are thrust back into life with no memory of who they once were and only dreams to go on. Together, they uncover the past and solve their future.

AKA the coffee shop au that's not an au.

The glasses boy trembled but defiantly held his head high. “Go away. I won’t give it to you.”

Fury flashed across the tall kid’s face, and he reached out to grab whatever was in the other boy’s hands.

That was enough for Yunlan.

OR

Yunlan is NOT happy to be dropped off at daycare. That is, until he makes a new friend.

Zhao Yunlan is used to work undercover. This time, the place is the Ghost Tribe, a bar in the grimy part of Dragon's City which serves as safe haven for criminals. Investigating the possible involvement of the bar owner with his customers' criminal's affairs, he sees himself being dragged by his feelings for Shen Wei, the ruler of Ghost Tribe. Instead of cleaning the place, he's falling in love, helplessly.
Or: Zhao Yunlan, you had ONE job.

It was bad enough that the Envoy was mistaken for a children's entertainer, even worse that Zhao Yunlan found out. [podfic version]

At the crossroads, somewhere between the worlds, there is a coffee shop.
It didn’t use to be one, not initially, but what started out as a teahouse had to evolve, to accommodate changes. Of course, in some realities, it is still a teahouse. In others – a tavern. In even more distant ones, it is perceived as something else entirely, but at its core, it is a place of encounters. Of meetings, planned and auspicious, anticipated and accidental.

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Fill for 'Star-Crossed Lovers' in Guardian Bingo, to replace 'Saving the world'. Bingo!

"Do you know Zhang Yuan?"

"Zhang... Oh, do you mean that guy who pretends to talk to people's dead relatives for money? I wouldn't say I know him... But I did hear he accused someone of murder."

Life is a strange beast. One moment you're going along fine, the next you're not. Sometimes you see a person you knew years ago and they've completely changed, sometimes you happen to meet someone totally new.

This is one such story. Two strangers and a promise made long ago. A story of healing and new beginnings.

He probably should have brought back-up with him. Scratch that, he should definitely have. Shen Wei is going to be very mad at him, so mad, but that’s a thought for later. Right now, Zhao Yunlan needs to survive the hellish sight that’s before him.

#1: “You get a statistically-improbable number of green lights whenever we’re going anywhere. Every time.”

#2: Faceless anonymity, Shen Wei thinks, is quite summarily the only redeeming feature of modern technology.