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The man had a great body. That was just a fact. Zhao Yunlan was comfortable in his sexuality to normally admit such things, but this was Lin Jing they were talking about. They were coworkers. He was annoying too, something Zhao Yunlan was reminded of almost every time the man opened his mouth. Also, Zhao Yunlan would bet extra bonuses for the entire department that if Lin Jing was at all interested in any sort of hook up (which Zhao Yunlan definitely didn’t want), that the man would be a top. Zhao Yunlan knew what he liked and when he was younger he had his own share of awkward make outs that lead nowhere because of realized incompatible preferences. He did not need to relive those moments now, especially not with Lin Jing. He’d trust his gaydar on this one.
To Zhao Yunlan's panic, Zhu Hong didn't seem willing to let it go and just watch him be grumpy and frustrated over something he didn't want to do anything about. She took it as a personal mission.
The hardest part was perhaps how oblivious Lin Jing was to all of this. Especially when they had a murder case that always happened on Halloween, and now it was approaching again.

Shen Wei instinctively reaches for his pendant, the familiar weight steadying him as his mind circles around the same painful questions that have been haunting him. Should he tell Zhao Yunlan the truth? Will it put him in danger?

“I’ll go back, but you have to wear this.”

Or: Shen Wei and the Boyfriend Jacket.

"Ye Zun's warmth was too much for him to handle, but as soon as he stepped away from him he felt the need to go back, to drown in that blotch of darkness. It reminded him of the smoke burning down his throat every time he took a drag on his favourite cigarettes, that awful sensation he both hated and craved."
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Zhao Yunlan's consciousness somehow manages to enter the Pillar. He meets Ye Zun, a figure made of swirling smoke. They talk, they play. It distracts Zhao Yunlan, it entertains Ye Zun. The latter has a personal vendetta against his brother and is searching for someone. Both don't realise Zhao Yunlan is that someone.

BL Prompts from Chinese Media

72 - Shen Wei/Zhao Yunlan - First Time (NSFW)
73 - Shang Qinghua/Mobei Jun - Grief/Mourning
74 - Shu Nian/Xie Lan - Possessiveness (NSFW)
75 - Shen Wei/Zhao Yunlan - Reunion AU
76 - Shen Wei/Zhao Yunlan - Snow Fluff
77 - Shu Nian/Xie Lan - Good Ending Date.

The three rapists from that Engineering 4 class find a different target. A dark retelling of Episode 3, an episode that was already pretty damn dark. Heed the warnings.

Unfinished but well underway. Anticipate weekly updates as the monster swells and bellows.

Happy Halloween! absolutely my favorite time of year

A note about early season canon: At the end of this episode Zhu Jiu sounds surprised that a mere college professor was able to counteract Wang Yike's fast, fatal aging power, which I took to mean he has not yet figured out that Shen Wei is the Envoy...and on that fragile, fragile foundation is built a story.

Ye Zun just wanted to see the human that's so important to his brother with his own eyes, but things don't quite go according to plan.

Zhao Yunlan put himself in danger again, and Shen Wei isn't happy about it.

Zhao Yunlan wakes up covered in a cold sweat and a sharp nausea twisting in his belly. He can't make his legs work right, so he crawls to the bathroom. He hugs the toilet bowl, holding himself up by sheer force of will as he wretches into it.

There were times in the middle of the night when Chu Shuzhi caught a chill. He thought maybe it was a sense memory of all those nights spent freezing on a cold and hard prison floor.

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Chu Shuzhi had no idea how much the new SID recruit would change his life.

"Let them go, and I'll do what you want," Zhao Yunlan says. His voice wavers a little, but he ignores it. He tilts his chin up a little, trying to look determined, staring defiantly into the dark. Staring at the thing he can't see, waiting in the dark.

What if things didn't quite go the way it originally did? What if Shen Wei wasn't as alone as he thought he was?

Shen Wei had lived for over 10,000 years: searching, waiting, learning, and keeping the peace. Throughout that time he lost himself a little bit and was just going through the motions as the Envoy and dedicating his time as a Professor to his students. Especially the one Dixing student he had saved that now insisted Shen Wei was a savior to them all. Every thing was fine until he came across a corpse, a student hanging from a cord, and a familiar face in a window.

A re-write of Guardian with Shen Wei whump and Zhao Yunlan paying closer attention and stubbornly insisting on taking care of Shen Wei. Also a new take on the Hallows, what if they got annoyed at the unsuccessful time loops and decided to help out a bit by giving Shen Wei premonitions? What of all those close calls SID had were only close calls because Shen Wei knew they were going to happen before it actually occurred?

**Author's Note** Chapters 1-5 were rewritten and updated, published with Chapter 6 on 4/30/2022.

The Haixing Inspectorate requires its departments to participate in community outreach. The SID has a... creative solution.

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“Okay.” Zhao Yunlan rubs his hands together and looks at his team. “Let’s scare the shit out of some civilians.”

The SID has a prisoner in their basement.

Halloween is not an event that members of the SID participate in. In fairness, it’s not an especially big celebration in Haixing, so no one even notices the date on the calendar.

At least until Chu Shuzhi and Guo Changcheng walk into the office.

Zhao Yunlan swallows dryly, trying to get some moisture into his mouth. The cracks in his dry lips sting at the movement, and he feels something wet against his lip that's probably blood. He sucks at his lip and tastes copper for a moment. He's tired and cold and so, so thirsty and there isn't much room to feel much of anything else anymore. The fear and embarrassment are still trying to cling on, tugging at his gut occasionally, but he's too tired to really care about any of that anymore.

Zhao Yunlan stares up at the stupidly cloudless sky. He should move into the shade. They're running out of fresh water and lying in the sun is hardly helping him not get dehydrated. Or unnecessarily sunburned. Or possibly just blinded by the bright midday sun. But the sand under him feels kind of comfortable right now, and he doesn't really feel much like moving.