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“In the meantime, would you like a name?” the light asked. “’Plum blossom spirit’ is so long.”
He thought for a while. He had never considered the importance of names, but if the light thought he needed one, then maybe it was right. He nodded, and then pointed at the light.
“My name? Kunlun. As for you…how do you like Wei? You’re a majestic tree, after all. You deserve a majestic name.”

Somewhere at the foot of Mount Kunlun, there stood a lone plum tree...

Shen Wei adapts to being a reborn man in love, visits an old cottage, and plays music for his lover.

Accompanied with the flute.

In this lifetime, Kunlun is a grave robber.

This is based on a scene from the final chapter of Lin's incredible fic, The Essence of Flame and Frost.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/28214628
(Don't let my drawing put you off, it's a fantastic story!)

Zhao Yunlan has let his hair grow out in a mullet—yes, that rascal!—and smokes a cigarette next to Shen Wei, who's let his hair grow long and loose. Coy smiles play across their lips, each as fixated as the other on their lovely hair.

Royal duties run deep but where does it end with love?

Since the death of his mother, Zhao Yunlan is convinced that such thing as genuine happiness would remain as child's fairy tale. His conviction even grew firmer with his father forcing marriage down his throat in guise of royal duty as his lone heir. However, fate may have different plans for a broken soul, heaven's mercy dressed in red named Shen Wei. Is it truly possible to find happiness amidst turmoil or is a tragedy bound from the beginning?

Shen Wei can't lose Kunlun.

Lin Jing gives the best gifts. Or not.

"You're at work," Shen Wei protests, like someone who's definitely never been eaten out at her desk while students wondered why Professor Shen's office hours had suddenly changed.

Everything in the world had a limit. Everything, except Xiao Gui Wang's devotion for Kunlun-jun. When others who despise the Ghost King, try to take advantage of his naïvety, they don't realize that they are courting death, for the Mountain God had more layers to his truth than they could imagine.

The man blinks at him. “Who are you?”

“The Scrivener,” he says, automatically. He has not considered himself anything else for a long time, and he figures it is the only answer that matters, here.

The man nods slowly. “Okay. That’s…not a name?” He smiles and the whole room lights up. “But you look familiar.” He peers at him closely.

“No I don’t.”

Zhao Yunlan wants to find out if Shen Wei can do the Ghost Tribe opening their mouth 180 degrees. For Shen Wei, the answer is complicated. Zhao Yunlan and Shen Wei remember the first time Kunlun saw that expression.

After an awkward first meeting, Shen Wei thinks maybe his neighbour isn't all that bad.

or

Shen Wei and Zhao Yunlan have balcony romance, how very Shakespearean of you two.

Shen Wei had stumbled upon Kunlun-Jun by pure accident. His lean but muscular body was dressed with a dark green robe. His beautiful long, brown hair had swirled all around him as if he himself was just a piece of art fabricated by no other than the gods themselves. When the young Shen Wei had seen the beautiful and warm smile of this Jedi he felt a kind of reassurance he never felt from any person before. At that moment Shen Wei had fallen in love and had promptly told Kunlun about his dire need for a teacher since no one wanted to teach him the ways of the force.

A photo of Weilan dolls I crocheted. Made for the Sundial Exchange.

I really enjoyed doing this work, and I hope you enjoy it! You gave me so many ideas but the Royal Ye Zun really stuck out to me since I always liked drawing characters in crowns. I also love the idea of Shen Wei in a leather jacket, I hope these drawings bring you joy.

Happy Sundial!

YeZun in a crown and Shen Wei in a leather jacket for the Sundial Exchange 2021!

Zhao Yunlan moves around often for his job, because of this he prefers to choose short term leases but this isn't easy to find. When he was moving to Dragon City, his friend recommended him an application that helps you find a cheap apartment with a roommate, lease time is however long you need it to be, perfect for Zhao Yunlan. Only one issue with this application, the communication with the company behind it isn't great, and lots of mistakes tend to get made. What happens when Zhao Yunlan shows up at the doorstep of a professor who had no idea someone was about to move in with him?

"Stop saying stupid things," Zhu Hong told him tartly. "You look like a depressed mushroom. You can be a depressed mushroom if you need to be."