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“So,” she asks, “what do you think is the best place to do this?”

Xiao-Bai shoots her an impish grin that is offset by the softness hiding in his eyes.

“I was thinking you start on the couch, and then we’ll see what happens.”

or, two weeks after their shoot wraps, Bai Yu calls Ni Ni with a proposition from him and his boyfriend – An experiment, for both of us. All of us, if you want. – and Ni Ni remembers the way Zhu Yilong had looked at her, when they worked together, with a kind of barely concealed yearning in his eyes for something that she had never known she could want too... She’s never said no to an experiment before.

Continuation of 'The Guardian', the Chinese drama series...

Zhao YunLan lives his new life as the wick of the guardian lantern. Every day, he burnt mercilessly inside the lamp so that he can provide a better life for the DiXing people.

Until one day, an unusually beautiful comet passing him. Zhao YunLan recklessly makes wishes, which are brought into reality.

But what going to happen if every wish has its consequence?

Zhu Yilong picks up the glass with a hand rarely this steady, downs its contents in one go. The water is refreshing, a pleasantly cold contrast to the rest of this also pleasant place.

He keeps the glass there, cold to his warm lips bitten red, and he can almost feel it.

The colours of the rainbow scattered across his face.

“You should take a picture of that.”

or, a hot summer afternoon, three people, and a quiet place for the sun to kneel down after a long day, to taste the sweetness of the rainbow.

serving one is the other's duty.

Zhu Yilong does push-ups. His noodle boyfriend helps.

" Thank you, Xiao Bai, for coming here. I thanked many people on the stage but I couldn't thank the one that I treasure most, you. Thank you Bai Yu for always being there for me, even when I was at my worst. One day, I promise you, we will be able to hold hands, hug, and kiss without hiding, and one day I will be able to thank you in front of everyone, and show them my love for you. Thank you, Bai Yu. I love you." 

Wu Xie suddenly felt exhausted; of the endless mousetrap dead-ends of Warehouse 11, of his body betraying him and his lungs choking him, of Uncle Erbai infantilizing him, of Xiao Bai obfuscating the truth. He stood and packed his gear in his backpack, strapped it onto his shoulders, and stalked off along the gangway. “There are treasures missing from those human skin figures you showed me. They should all be outfitted alike but there are pearls missing. Lu Chen is dealing in stolen goods,” he called. “But you already knew that, didn’t you, Wang Junyi.”

They both move from set to set, and their paths briefly cross if they're lucky, and rarely, so rarely, they get to inhabit the same space for a couple of precious days, and learn each other anew.

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)

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 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 cleanse the place, he's falling in love, helplessly.
Zhao Yunlan, you had ONE job.

Wu Xie slid back his elbows against the steel shelving, which gave him a quarter of the respite he needed after the dizzying sprint through Level 2’s rat maze of a warehouse. Hyperventilating and exhausted, he had joined Bai Yu on the topmost tier to find the man stretched out with his hands stitched behind his head...

A vid celebrating Guardian TV's four year anniversary.

Flying across time together
Across time, I'm in the same place

Bai Yu being a pillow queen. Drawing study in soft pink and blue. Who's hands are these?