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Outtakes, snippets and unfinished fics from Hell Year.

Shen Wei returns home, finds Zhao Yunlan mysteriously changed and acts accordingly.

That's it, that's the plot.

Zhao Yunlan is having a really terrible week, and it just gets worse when he starts to think Shen Wei has gotten tired of his bullshit.

Zhao Yunlan and Shen Wei run into an array that makes them switch bodies, shortly after Zhao Yunlan found out that Shen Wei is the Ghost Slayer (When the SIU suspected that Shen Wei wasn't human, but didn't know for sure he wasn't). Shen Wei now has to deal with being human and in Zhao Yunlan's body with his souls, while Zhao Yunlan has to deal with being, well, Shen Wei, a Ghost King, and all that that entails. Meanwhile, Gui Mian still wants the four holy artifacts and the Yan Kings and Difu judge still want what they want. Will Zhao Yunlan and Shen Wei learn to deal with being in each other's bodies fast enough to prevent Gui Mian from getting the last two artifacts and the Yan Kings from getting what they want?

‘This is our real school. This is the reason why our parents sent us here - or whatever’s left of it, anyways.’

‘You? The night class?’

‘Mhm’ Bai Yu nodded, expertly unfolding the bristle bamboo scroll and showing it to Zhu Yilong. Barely readable in its ancient characters and strange strokes, it said ‘Musings on Immortality’. Zhu Yilong held his breath for a long moment, but still couldn’t do more than stare.

‘We are the descendants of priests and witches and cultivators’ he announced, gesturing at the group of them with barely contained pride.

‘Which one are you?’ Zhu Yilong asked Bai Yu, his quiet voice bleeding out in the tense silence without an echo.

Zhu Yilong held Bai Yu’s gaze, and Bai Yu laughed, throwing an arm around his shoulder.

‘Which one do you think?’

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Or: The ZhuBai Dark Academia AU that exactly one person asked for, affectionately and alternatively titled: "Bai Yu has Some Kind Of Dark Secret and Long Ge is Just Being Hot" and "The Zhubai Monster Fic Without Monsters"

Someone sold them out, someone high up. Someone confident that neither of them would survive - or else someone so certain of their own power and position that they don't fear retribution.

"Fucking heal yourself! What are you waiting for?!" Zhao Yunlan has never felt so helpless in his entire life. If this is one day in the five thousand years of exile, a shiver of dread races down his spine, thinking about what is to come further. 

Or

Zhao Yunlan gets to see how Shen Wei became who he is today.

Sometimes Shen Wei isn't sure if Ye Zun is really here or if it's all in his head.

Born to the cold winds of the mountain top, Shen Wei is created one half of a whole. Light and dark, blessed or cursed, life and death.
The bearer of the most beautiful gift, he is the nightmare damned to take what he always most craved. Shen Wei had never once considered actually living.
With his brother gone and his strength failing, watching eyes follow his every move but once searching gazes meet, the balance shifts.

Zhao Yunlan's head is killing him. He groans and rolls over, thankful he's on a bed and not his sofa, because falling off would make it worse. Someone makes a soft noise of concern and a cool hand brushes against his forehead. Zhao Yunlan moans in relief; it feels like heaven. He blinks against the harsh light (not his room, oh no, he’s in a hospital) and settles his gaze on one of the prettiest people he’s ever seen.

“How does your head feel?” the handsome man asks.

“Like shit,” Zhao Yunlan says honestly.

Just a little fandomtrees gift in homage to the lovely story This Moment in Between.

Shen Wei gains a new admirer. It’s sweet—at first.

“Well,” Zhao Yunlan says, grimacing, “technically it’s not just our party – it’s the whole Inspectorate’s. But if I have to make small talk with vice-ministers for an hour and a half, so does everybody else.” He snaps his fingers as if something brilliant has just occurred to him. “You should come!”

Shen Wei gives him a long, silent look for a moment, then ducks his head with a quiet huff of something that might be laughter. “You’ve made it sound so appealing.”

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Zhao Yunlan invites Shen Wei to the annual holiday party. It doesn't quite go to plan.