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A NSFW Weilan manip I made

Yunlan tries to show how can it's be cool to be on one motorbike at Shen Wei.

Zhao Yunlan knew Shen Wei was adept at disguises, so he didn't hesitate to ask.

Zhao Yunlan pulled out his lollipop and smirked. “And this couldn’t have waited till we saw each other this evening?”

“It could have. I couldn’t.” Shen Wei stepped closer, and his hand landed on Zhao Yunlan’s shoulder.

Shen Wei doesn't have time to be ill. Not on a day full of classes. Which, thankfully, he's already prepared, because otherwise this would be a complete disaster. He gives himself the time to make a hot cup of tea and then grimly embarks, with the same determination he's previously entered battle under.

Every Lord Guardian of Haixing of their generation must, by law and in accordance with the ancient treaty, be married to His Royal Highness the Black Cloak Envoy of Dixing. This purely ceremonial rite between the two nations has never gone awry.

Until now.

"If the Envoy fails to ever show up again, the treaty will be nullified and, who knows, a new dark age of war and mutually-assured-destruction will descend on them all because Zhao Yunlan wasn’t pretty enough or some bullshit like that. He could be the harbinger for the end of civilization and no one will ever know why.

He really hates the Black Cloaked Bastard."

"Zhao Yunlan," said Shen Wei quietly, in that way he had of making Zhao Yunlan's full name more intimate than any nickname.

Zhao Yunlan is waiting.

Zhao Yunlan had learned long ago that wanting more from Da Qing was futile. Da Qing wasn't capable of it. PWP.

He must be dreaming, because there's no way he magically slept and opened his eyes to a stranger who seems unreal in so many levels. Definitely unreal. Because same stranger feels like he came straight out of an oil painting worth an amount that will absolutely get him investigated for corruption, if he ever bought it. The stranger looks at him with a tender gaze, filled with devotion which seems misplaced for the sole reason that it's directed at him. So yes, he must be dreaming.

And well, in other words, Zhao Yunlan is definitely fucked.

— Or, in which Zhao Yunlan keeps meeting with a beautiful stranger in his dreams. And the SID wants absolutely nothing but gossips out of it.

In which Zhao Yunlan (vampire hunter) reluctantly teams up with Ye Zun (vampire) to stage a rescue.

There's something I need to take care of this morning, Shen Wei had said, two days ago, and then had neatly removed himself from Zhao Yunlan's apartment and whatever this relationship was that they had been building together, without saying any more about where or why.

It's a crack mix to flail to! (Hopefully.) Accompanies the main fic through chapter 4.

Five ways the world could have gone.

Zhao Yunlan returns from the past to find that Shen Wei has forgotten their future. The last memory Shen Wei has is 10,000 years old, and he only recognizes one person. The wormhole is closed, the Hallows are no help, and Ye Zun’s brainwashed army is flooding through the portal between worlds.

While a Dixing General is at least as prepared to turn back a rebel invasion as a university professor, Shen Wei has no idea how to relate to his colleagues or his friends... least of all Zhao Yunlan, who has no time to mourn the life they had when everything they know now is under threat.

A collection of general fanart/doodles for Guardian. Will probably be almost all digital art.

Since Shen Wei and Yunlan are together, sometimes it happens that Yunlan is a little jealous of Shen Wei when he talks to others like some of his student because you know rumors about teacher and student.
And also he have heard sometimes about how the girl student says that he is looking handsome.

They need to celebrate, to shake off the last week of close calls, and going by Zhu Hong’s choice of entertainment, tonight they want to feel like regular office workers blowing off steam.

Looking back, Shen Wei can see how thoroughly Kunlun interrogated him. The careful questions, the encouraging smiles... Shen Wei told Kunlun things he had never told anyone else, things he hasn't told anyone since. It had been so flattering that a hero like Kunlun would show such avid interest in him.

In the present, with secrets he cannot share, that unremitting curiosity is a torment.