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"Professor Shen, thank you for coming." Wang Zheng leads him into the SID library's depths, where the old book lies wreathed in dark energy.

Zhu Jiu watches from behind a tree across the street, frowning deeply. It had been such a good plan. He'd been careful, and it had been very close to the perfect crime. The local authorities hadn't noticed a thing, not even after he'd had the scheme going for months.

Lin Jing's call was garbled. "…weird—something, it's not human, or not anymore—" He described what he'd found in the abandoned village full of statues and strange tunnels.

Zhao Yunlan has always been like this.

Three three-sentence fics for the same prompt, on the same theme: Shen Wei and Zhao Yunlan and touching.

Tonight, Shen Wei is abandoning all of Aoguang’s laws and heading towards the shore, for the second time in his entire life.
All for Kunlun.

One more hour of sleep and perhaps Shen Wei would realize that Wu Xie was right. Furthermore, even from a distance, he could still pamper Zhao Yunlan a little more.
He was changing. If he hadn't already, without realizing it before.

Zhao Yunlan has always been able to give Shen Wei the gift of perspective.

He'll never get to see the damn cat again, or any of the people he considered his family, even when he felt he didn't deserve one. He'll never get to apologize to them. And yet, he died with love in his heart. So much love there was no room for regret in his final moments.

How many people are this lucky?

In light of all this, the technology and conveniences, the etiquette and slang, Shen Wei reviews his time with Kunlun, relives conversations line by line, and concludes: Kunlun must know this world. (For the three-sentence ficathon.)

Zhao Yunlan lies in his Shen Wei’s arms, all too aware of the modern world outside, the looming crisis. (For the three-sentence ficathon.)

Shen Wei copes with the ten thousand years that never happened. Zhao Yunlan helps him.

At first, no one pays any attention when Da Qing strolls into the SID on four paws and jumps onto the couch. (For the three-sentence ficathon.)

Zhu Hong had long since grown accustomed to hiding her dates from her family.

Wang Meng lived in a constant state of being so done with his laoban. But nothing was so bad that it couldn't get worse. Even if he had a fancy western restaurant to pretend he could relax for a few hours.

Dixin is ruled by the twin Warlords, the Envoy and the Enforcer, cold and ruthless and terrifyingly powerful. So powerful, in fact, that Haixin sees no better way to appease them than volunteering a hostage. The Warlords, however, do something no one expected them to: they take the hostage as their spouse.

Zhao Yunlan never expected his life to take such a turn, but he is nothing if not good at rolling with his punches.

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Shen Wei, Zhao Yunlan and Chu Shuzhi the morning after the events of Zhao Yunlan rescues the SID from Pon Farr.

There is art! 😍 to be three by Naye

The Master of Nightmares tries a different tack with Chu Shuzhi.

Wu Xie has a habit of ending up in situations that lead to trouble. This time the trouble leads him right to Special Investigations Department's Headquarters. What a way to meet his boyfriend's other partner, the one and only Chief Zhao Yunlan.