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Zhao Xinci steps toward the door, freezing when his son turns away from the window. Large brown eyes meet his, crinkling in a brilliant smile. The trust of an innocent shines from him, and Zhao Xinci feels the whisper of guilt, of regret, before ruthlessly shoving it away.

The broom he’d been sweeping with is haphazardly on the floor. He’d been amusedly happy to clean for Zhao Yunlan (oh he’d do almost anything for him, even this, especially this) but Yunlan crashed into him and it turns out he wanted a different kind of reward after all.

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Alternate scene for episode 15, after they discuss Shen Wei's powers and Zhao Yunlan asks him for a "reward."

There were very few times Chu Shuzhi truly felt helpless, but here, with Guo Changcheng cradled in his arms, he did.

The crime scene the SID had been called out to was organized chaos and worse yet, there were multiple victims.

This meant multiple uses for Guo Changcheng’s ability and multiple lifetimes to absorb and watch.

Zhao Yunlan took his time to say his goodbyes from work that evening. Shen Wei waited, like he always did, watching him chat with an amiable smile, clapping his subordinates on the shoulders as he finished conversing with each of them in turn, before finally he made his way to the door. He began to walk home, his hands tucked into his pockets, and he whistled a tune as he went.

Shen Wei peeled his way from the shadows and followed him, careful not to get so close as to draw attention without losing Zhao Yunlan in the winding streets of Dragon City.

Shen Wei watched Zhao Yunlan, often. But what if he was being watched back?

Yunlan invites himself over to Shen Wei's place in the interest of digging out his secrets and finds himself a bigger mystery then expected.

A bad guy fucks around and finds out.

Zhao Yunlan spreads his hands, empty, a show of good faith. If Ya Qing doesn't know he can pull his fire from thin air with nothing more than a thought, all the better. "I wanted to ask you why."

Most nights Chu Shuzhi was the big spoon to Guo Changcheng's little spoon, but sometimes, like tonight, Guo Changcheng was the big spoon.

Guo Changcheng was curved tightly against Chu Shuzhi's body as his hand idly stroked the other man’s arm. It was a repetitive gesture, a soothing one, and the rhythm of it had both men in a sort of half-awake but drowsy state.

Would they bother to put effort into finding him if he just—left?

Podfic of Poor Unfortunate Souls by tinypinkmouse.

Maybe Shen Wei should have known that it would only be a matter of time, that this was an inevitability, should have known from the first glimpse of Zhao Yunlan’s clever tongue and graceful lips playing with that accursed lollipop – pleasuring it, almost.

At least it took several weeks until everything came to a hea–

Well, until it all went sou–

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Until his day took a turn for the interesting.

A moment of peace so exquisite even Zhao Yunlan surrenders to it - how can he not, with Shen Wei and Da Qing right there with him?

With the help of a few students and a very dedicated IT department representatives, Shen Wei became a bit flummoxed, but proud owner of ‘Haixing Questions Corner’ email box. With his signature being set as ‘Ghost of Dixing’; (‘to make people feel more at ease’, the nice student told him even though Shen Wei had seen nothing especially friendly about ghosts exactly), and with his personal computer reinforced to withstand Shen Wei’s powers existing in its general vicinity, he was ready to help.

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The Agony Aunt!SW fic that I'm using for Dixing/Difu fill for the Guardian Bingo

After centuries two souls meet again. Yet one of them has to regain his memory.
Started this musicvideo project on season 2 of Guardian.
Of course it is fanmade. Continuing story.
Alternate modern universe.

"Are you sure this is what you want, didi?" Shen Wei asks because he has to ask, just one more time. Even if Ye Zun has made his wishes very clear already.

Podfic of I Want You by tinypinkmouse.

"Are you sure this is what you want, didi?" Shen Wei asks because he has to ask, just one more time. Even if Ye Zun has made his wishes very clear already.

Shen Wei approaches him holding a dish towel, making as if to take the menace from him. “Don’t come close,” Zhao Yunlan warns, only half-joking. He’d sworn in his wedding vows to protect him, and that promise covers the gamut of threats from self-martyrdom to tiny kittens who seem to be composed primarily of knives.

Or: Da Qing finds some kittens on a rainy night. Three millennia-old beings fuss over them.

"Zhao Yunlan, you're not going out like that," Shen Wei says and then basically marches him to their bedroom and orders, "Strip."

Shen Wei disagrees with the increasingly shameless (and ridiculous) clothing choices that Zhao Yunlan tires to sneak past him on his way out the house.

Podfic of The Right Clothes for the Right Occasion by tinypinkmouse.