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"Maybe I should get them pierced," Zhao Yunlan says after a while, his voice thready, the words barely making it out, before getting cut off by another moan.

For a moment, Shen Wei can almost imagine it, the taste of metal against his tongue as he licks Zhao Yunlan's nipple. How much more sensitive would it make Zhao Yunlan's already sensitive nipples?

Podfic of Your Body Is More Than a Temple by tinypinkmouse.

Love and loss go hand in hand, don’t they?

Li Yufen, facing her own mortality, makes a gift to her granddaughter.

Lab Notebook of Drs. [Redacted] & [Redacted] Re: Reciprocal "Dark Energy" Transfusion Between Involuntarily Recruited Dixingren and Haixingren Subjects (with SID confiscated evidence addendum).

Xiao Guo must watch as the scientists take Lao Chu away, again and again, for experimentation. Every time they bring him back, he looks closer to death. Every time they take Xiao Guo himself, he becomes less sane, more scared, and more determined not to be separated again.

Shen Wei’s hair may be short these days, but he wears his grief and gratitude another way. The amber of mourning like a key and a noose around his neck instead of woven into his hair, but it’s worth it, in the end. The pain. The blood on Shen Wei’s hands. Zhao Yunlan is worth it.

He always comes to rescue Shen Wei in the end. Even when Shen Wei doesn’t want him to. Maybe especially then. And maybe one day Shen Wei will get to return the favour.

“What did you say?” Zhao Yunlan asks. His voice comes out hoarse.

Shen Wei’s hand fists in the fabric of Zhao Yunlan’s shirt, and his gaze skitters away for a moment before he repeats quietly, eyes on Zhao Yunlan, “You don’t have to leave, Zhao-ge. I could suck you off?”

Zhao Yunlan is going to explode, right here.

His dreams were an invaluable source of information, though Ye Zun found himself learning useless things, too.
For example, Zhao Yunlan used lollipops as a replacement for smoking tobacco. In his dream, he'd smoke freely, smiling after the first drag. He'd say how he missed it while offering the same tobacco stick - a cigarette, that's how Zhao Yunlan called it - to Ye Zun.
But he wasn't Ye Zun, in that dream, was he?
He had Shen Wei's face, Shen Wei's body, Shen Wei's voice, Shen Wei's everything.
Shen Wei, Shen Wei, Shen Wei, it's always Shen Wei.

Guo Changcheng sends Chu Shuzhi a regular nighttime text, this time with an emoji Chu Shuzhi has never seen before, one that asks a question Chu Shuzhi is very happy to answer.

Shen Wei has loved Zhao Yunlan for thousands of years. He has longed for him and grieved the loss of him in ways that still leave him wounded. Every moment with Zhao Yunlan in the present is a blessing, but what if Shen Wei’s love is so encompassing it snuffs out the vibrant independence that makes Zhao Yunlan most himself?

Zhao Yunlan is blind. It is surprisingly easy to trust Shen Wei with his life.

(A cozy evening in.)

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.

“You don't…? Is it because it's been so long you can't remember it, or…?” Zhao Yunlan pressed on.

The other man hummed, eyes scanning the page, trying to find the sentence he had been reading. “I simply don't have one. Whether it's because I don't remember, or for another reason entirely, I don't know.”

Zhao Yunlan bit the inside of his cheek. “You’ve never celebrated your birthday.”

Closing his book once again, probably because he had realised Zhao Yunlan wouldn’t simply drop the matter, Shen Wei gave his usual closed-mouth smile, slightly dipping his head. “No?”

Zhao Yunlan immediately got up, receiving a startled look from the professor. “That won’t happen again. Ever. Get up, we’re celebrating your birthday today.”

It's the end of a long day, but Shen Wei still has work to do. Fortunately, Zhao Yunlan knows how to get him in bed.

Shen San was just a man. Under the plum tree, his tombstone told a little story that perhaps only a broken-hearted poet and an enlightened-hearted monk could decipher. The characters engraved next to his name were in a shape as beautiful as Shen Wei's calligraphy flowing from brush to paper.
This was the first time that Shen Wei had come here with a different appearance than Shen San had known.
"I have little time left but I decided to start another life in the human world, it's been a while since the last time. In your time, you said to me 'you are young but completely adult, so what?' before you were sure that I was much older than you had imagined.”
About making a different decision this time, the last time, the only person Shen Wei had to ask for advice was Shen San - even though his words could only exist in Shen Wei's heart.

...
*This fic is a prequel to another, but works as a stand-alone.

Lin Jing was not always lucky in that Department. He had many thoughts, many suspicions and usually talked too much - but not about that. Never about that. He didn't know if this was his lucky or unlucky day in that matter.
Whatever the deal between Wu Xie and the Ghost Slayer was, perhaps it would be better if they were a little more discreet.

...
This fic is part of a series. It doesn't work as stand-alone.

Zhao Yunlan sits inside his office, mindlessly shaking his legs in boredom. It is one of these days that don't have any crimes happening. Zhao Yunlan shakes his head slightly, he definitely should not have thought that. Every single time he thinks it is going to be a peaceful day, something must happen. It's like a curse.

Zhao Yunlan suddenly stands up from his seat, it’s time to take a look at Shen Wei’s office. He did not plant the camera there for nothing.

Maybe it's not so bad at all to have Ye Zun around after all, sudden overabundance of knitwear and all.

Maybe it's not so bad at all to have Ye Zun around after all, sudden overabundance of knitwear and all.

Podfic of It's Easier to Start From the Beginning by tinypinkmouse.

Realized that I didn't say the words like I should have done
I never felt this way for anyone
There's something I forgot to tell you
Something only I knew
All the love that I ever needed, I got it from you