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In tehfanglyfish's charming story, Hei Pao Shi is mistakenly identified as a children's birthday party magician late for the gig. As expected, Hei Pao Shi rises to the occasion. And Zhao Yunlan catches in the act.

There was a general named Hei Pao Shi, who dressed in the darkest of robes, and carried the sharpest of swords.
He was the right-hand of the great General Kunlun.

The two generals fought for freedom, peace, for the lives of their people sheltered beneath their banner, but most importantly, for each other.

"The Pride march is this weekend," Shen Wei says after a moment of hesitation. Zhao Yunlan is suddenly very unsure of where this might be going. Shen Wei had asked him if he wants to go to the march. He'd been surprised to be asked and then quickly agreed because if Shen Wei wants to go then Zhao Yunlan will definitely be there with him. They haven't mentioned the whole thing since then.

"The Pride march is this weekend," Shen Wei says after a moment of hesitation. Zhao Yunlan is suddenly very unsure of where this might be going. Shen Wei had asked him if he wants to go to the march. He'd been surprised to be asked and then quickly agreed because if Shen Wei wants to go then Zhao Yunlan will definitely be there with him. They haven't mentioned the whole thing since then.

Podfic of Never Be Silent by tinypinkmouse.

He can learn many things through observing, but the language of wings is not one of them. More importantly: he doesn’t want to be seen as lacking, not when he was meant to be the unflappable Heipaoshi. It is what the alliance and his people required of him. He didn’t even have to be Shen Wei around them.

Neither the language of Dixing nor that of modern Haixing have anything in common with the speech Shen Wei is accustomed to when he wakes from his ten-thousand-year slumber.

As he finds himself having to change his speech again and again over the years, he struggles to adjust.

The reflection in the transparent glass, is it really real?

Nothing just winter. And Wang Zheng and Sang Zan in love.

No one was more surprised than Ye Huo that Xiao Guo was the one to move into his spare room.

(AKA the fluffiest of threesome get-togethers, feat. Changcheng's dog Xiaomi.)

Three of our SID heroes bump into a Pride parade on their way back to the SID after lunch. Written for the Guardian Bingo prompt "Pride."

This week was the first week for Guardian Bingo prompts with the prompt word Pride.

Sometime after the events of "Heart Fire," Ye Huo, Chu Shuzhi, and Guo Changcheng are sent to Dixing to help with a reported outbreak of Youchu.

The roaming love in the warm winter.

There was no point in coming home early, just as there was no point in going home at all. Now, alone there, Zhao Yunlan thought about that and how he had been so angry about the situation for so long that he hadn't even tried to figure out how his spouse's embrace and kiss felt.
His spouse. Not anymore.
He was gone away.
Not because he said he wanted to leave, but because Zhao Yunlan had told him to go. He had told Shen Wei that that damn deal between their families was stupid and that Shen Wei should go away and have his own life, because here, where he hadn't chosen to be, he would never have anything to call happiness. But now Zhao Yunlan wondered if he might not have tried to find some happiness with the spouse who was once his. Perhaps it was his fault more than anyone else's for all the tears he had seen Shen Wei shed.
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*This fic has Art!
*All the fics in this series are stand-alone

How many times had Shen Wei stopped to listen to music in the streets and alleys of that city? How many times had he chosen to sit for coffee in a place where he could hear the musicians playing? And enhance that nostalgia a little more with poetic melody.
In the remaining light of the sunset, the face of a man Shen Wei had never seen and who was at the same time the most familiar thing he had encountered in weeks - or perhaps months - was framed by windblown hair and adorned with a welcoming smile that felt like home.