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"I thought you wanted a deal," Lin Jing teased while his partner was unable to answer.
"You put up with me causing trouble all night. And you gave me a great time having to hug me from behind to hide certain things in public because not even around our friends were you less turned on by me. It was flattering. Consider your end of the deal paid.”

- This fic is a stand-alone, but you can read the work it was inspired in as a prequel, if you want.

Cong Bo took a closer look at the situation around him. And the belated realization hit him harder than if he'd suddenly woken up one day with technological amnesia, and all he knew was analog.
"Am I the only single person here?"
Maybe the right question Cong Bo should have been asking himself was why he was the only straight person there.

Or
SID Staff date night at the club, feat. a confused Cong Bo, a tipsy Cheng Xinyan and a gremlin Ye Zun.

In which Shen Wei succeeded in erasing Zhao Yunlan's memories.

When Guo Changcheng got a call from his aunt about having dinner with a "childhood friend," Chu Shuzhi was naturally suspicious, so he tagged along to the restaurant... and didn't hesitate to make it very, very clear exactly who Guo Changcheng belongs to. A Zombie King doesn't share.
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"Chu-ge?" the boy squeaked as Chu Shuzhi brought his hands to his side and his face to that pale neck he'd been thinking about.
"What should I do?" he whispered against the sensitive skin in a way that made Guo Changcheng squirm. "How should I claim you so that no one dares try to take you from me?"

It was a sunny morning the day the accident happened. The sky was clear and shined a vibrant blue. It was as if the entire world was trying to tell me it wasn't my fault. That it was going to be okay.

But nothing was okay.

She was gone.

And it was all my fault.

There was someone moving in across the street.

4 Bright Avenue had sat empty for what felt like centuries, at least to Lan Qiao (or Qiao Qiao as her friends called her), who was eight and a half at the time. It seemed as if it had been there even before the city came to be. Surviving the way cockroaches or beetles do. While the rest of the city evolved and shifted around it, was torn down and rebuilt, 4 Bright Avenue remained. Unchanged.

The neighbors said it was cursed. Or haunted. Or worse.

What could be worse than being cursed or haunted, Qiao Qiao didn’t know.

OR

Shen Wei and Zhao Yunlan are Morticia and Gomez coded, and Weezie has Feelings about it.

In which Pei Su applies everything he learned to seduce Luo Weizhao, and Luo Weizhao plows through his defenses in the only way he knows how.

OR

Pei Su uses his list of "ways to seduce a scruffy cop guy" and Weizhao's brain goes "oh no, he's hot".

Zhao Yunlan is one of the best officers Shen Wei has worked with. Intuitive, intelligent, and brave. But he’s also brash, mouthy, and was raised for most of his youth by Zhao Xinci. He’s not above casual bigotry. Vampires feed on humans; vampires seek to control humans. Humans fear and hate them. Zhao Yunlan’s mental model doesn’t excuse the significant proportion of the species who work to hold the balance. Who recognize that chaos and bloodshed isn’t a solution.

But Shen Wei remembers. He remembers a time that hasn’t happened yet. A time when things will be otherwise.

And he waits. And he hopes.

"Tell me about that life," he murmurs against Bai Yu's skin. "Not what we can or can't have. The life you want."

A couple of Crows with a nefarious plan are unlucky enough to interrupt the Soul-Executing Emissary's honeymoon.

Drunk Shen Wei finds a different way to slow things down, without throwing his entire self out of his body.

The arrangement being Shen Wei would keep an eye on Pei Su utilizing his contacts on campus, and they would try both methods. Yunlan had joked about placing bets, but quietly dropped the idea when Shen Wei just stared at him for too long.

OR

Shen Wei and Zhao Yunlan are going to adopt Pei Su whether he likes it or not, and they're also going to be disgustingly adorable and domestic on the side, as a treat.

The treat is for the author, she needs the treat.

The new crush is mutual.

After pining for each other for so long, it wasn't like Zhao Yunlan or Shen Wei were going to last. But they didn't need to come this fast.

“I’m not hungry.”

“I didn’t ask.” Zhao Yunlan shrugged, and grabbed another chair from one of the nearby tables, scraping it loudly against the floor. He sat on it backward, his legs spread to either side, his arms folded over the backrest, chin perched on his forearms so he could stare at Pei Su. “Eat.”

OR

Pei Su would very much like to finish his degree program and head back to Hope City to put his plans in motion ASAP, too bad he's been adopted like the feral cat he is.

OR

Zhao Yunlan's tips and tricks for adopting feral cats… I mean feral college students.

"Touch me the way you touch yourself."

Shen Wei hands him a sheet of paper. "You need to stop distracting me at work."

Zhao Yunlan skims the page — bathroom, broom closet, cafeteria... "Because someone listed a lot of different rooms alphabetically?"

Shen San and Wei accidentally invent strip Go.

Shen Wei steals Zhao Yunlan's cigarette.

"I want to show you," Wei says, breath warm against his skin, and Shen San makes a soft, strangled sound and nods wordlessly, the fire he has tried to keep in check all day rising and blooming in his belly.