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A nice night out in a park

Driven by a sense of morbid curiosity Zhao Yunlan stepped closer. This was not the result he expected when he told Shen Wei to get what he wanted.

During his first visit to Dixing searching for the Dijun book, Zhao Yunlan ends up with more than he bargained for. Shen Wei hadn't bargained with it either, if for very different reasons.

[Accidental Marriage AU]

When chasing a suspect brings an unexpected surprise concerning the Envoy, Zhao Yunlan isn't quite sure how to handle the situation.

A rather urgent need comes to a head after Shen Wei's rescue from the pillar.

“My name is Zhang Shi,” said the stranger inside Shen Xi’s husband. “Don’t be scared.”

“Ha!” Was she scared? Without taking her eyes off him, she tested the knot of feelings behind her sternum: fear, fury, an ache welling up beneath, which she didn’t have time to identify. “I’m not scared,” she lied. “Are you going to answer the rest of my questions?”

Zhao Yunlan gets a rather delicate assignment that leads him to broaden his group of friends. Shen Wei is smitten. Chu Shuzhi is done TM.

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Fill for 'Short and Sweet' prompt in Guardian Bingo

What was the measure of a leader? Was it the ability to make difficult decisions and from those decisions take action? Or was it the sacrifices they were willing to make?

"Stars aligned in a perfect sky" is a beautiful work currently being posted by Hyde_DualDomination here on AO3, the only fanfiction I know in years and in all fandoms I’m part of, that values Hindu Culture and Myths to its worldbuilding.
I don't know how to make art, but I had to do something. And here's it! I hope you enjoy!

Edit: If you reach the ending of Chapter 3 in Hyde's fic, there's a visual guide with some notes in Chapter 2 HERE, to help to understand the hints of Hindu Culture during the "dreams".

In the towering neon-lit half-underground metropolis of Dragon City, a cryptic homicide case brings together Dixing Register Department field agent Shen Wei and an unusual detective by the name of Kunlun, who may not be what he seems.

If Ye Zun could dress up like Shen Wei, then why couldn't Shen Wei do the same? Aka Zhao Yunlan's idea on how to avoid the war.

Zhao Yunlan and Ye Zun once again face off in the Dixing palace. The stakes could not be higher.

Shen Wei blinks and finds himself back in his apartment. The world does not stop waving this time. He does not have time to even process anything before his knees are on the floor. He fumbles, using his hands to hold himself up, it is no use. Foolish. He should have considered that traveling through dimensions in this condition of his may not be the best idea. 

“Changcheng, this is the second time your weapon’s failed. It’s dangerous. You need to ask Lin Jing to fix it.”

Two years after Shen Wei’s death, Zhao Yunlan is still mourning his husband when SID receives an unusual request from the Iron Triangle.
In the desert, a tomb displayed traces of non-human cultures, leading the Iron Triangle to conclude: Ancient Tribes, but which one? Looking for someone who knew about that, this led them to a man who has lived under grief and hopelessness. In the profiles, the face that always haunts Zhao’s thoughts is right in front of him, in a photograph. To see that face again and make sure that person - Wu Xie - has nothing to do with Shen Wei - he accepts the job as a pretext. But he isn't prepared to really face Wu Xie and everything he is.
He’s taken to the past, to the time he still ruled the mountains, where many things were not what he believed them to be, the dead were alive and the living told lies. When gods from other worlds intervened and changed a story he thought he knew.
Between looking for similarities and seeing differences, Zhao inevitably falls for one thing unique to Wu Xie: his smile. And the familiar fire in his eyes.
Could the key to his broken heart also be the key to his true self and the whole mystery behind the tomb?

When Shen Wei is hurt, Zhao Yunlan summons the Envoy to help. After all, he already knows the Envoy won't send Shen Wei back to Dixing.

"When you're past forty and you've never carried passions, monotony is just common and you don't mind it. It's just how your life is.
Yet every now and then, I sit on that old porch and wonder if it makes a difference to me if life ends now or if I live forty years more. What would be good for the next forty years? But I'm also not self-destructive or so pessimistic that I believe it could end on a good note now.
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When I sit on the edge of the bed and turn on the lamp, I often remember the same thing. A while ago, there was a person I used to share a cigarette with. I don't know why he's not here now.
I miss him. I still care."

Shen Wei is used to pain.

Podfic of Unbearable by laireshi.