ARCHIVE OF DIXING | English 镇魂 Guardian Fanworks Directory

"You mean to tell me, this, this mirage of a man is Shen Wei, highest-score-in-every-subject-Shen-Wei? Valedictorian-by-the-end-of-the-year-Shen-Wei?"

"I can’t believe you’ve never seen his face. Do you even pay attention during assemblies?"

"Assembly is my nap time, you know that, Da Qing."

OR

Zhao Yunlan is in love.

Zhao Yunlan teases Shen Wei.

Shen Wei sacrifices a lot more than just taking in a little light energy while healing Zhao Yunlan.

Can he still fight while hiding his predicament or will the sky fall on him?

Shen Wei has watched over Kunlun for years. Now the Heavens have decided to mock him by reincarnating Kunlun as an idol named Kunlun.

Da Qing sauntered over with the air of a fond uncle and perched on the table next to Guo Changcheng. “Xiao Guo, you’re a good kid. I’m going to do you a favour, and this favour involves you doing a small task.”

Chu Shuzhi loves causing misunderstandings

"Gege, they're saying you're a Christmas angel. Is that true?" A little boy who should be the leader of the bunch of despicable little creatures dared to address him.
He wasn't so cruel as to want to rip out the child's tongue just because he had spoken to him, though. And by all accounts, he didn't know what a Christmas angel was.
"I'm afraid I must be a Christmas Ghost, little sir," he replied with a wave of his hand, shooing the children away. When they scattered and regrouped towards the plump old man in red, he sighed in relief. "Perhaps this is my signal to leave this place for good..."
Many people blended together in Zhao Yunlan's sight, all bundled up in coats and bustling around, but one man stood out. He stood nearby, enjoying a warm cup of cider from one of the stalls, watching the silver haired man that had caught his eye not too long ago.
“Why a ghost and not an angel?” he asked in a way of greeting as he stopped to stand beside the silver haired man.
...
Gui Mian just wanted to know what the city was like before he tore it all down, but he had unfortunately chosen a bad time. A Christmas market definetely wasn't in his plans.

Shen's lover shouldn't have to suffer such injury when he can stop it.

He certainly doesn't have to look.

something something Guo Changcheng wants to be impressive to Chu Shuzhi something something he f's it up royally and now Chu Shuzhi's pissed

Zhao Yunlan couldn’t remember a time in his life before he started having the Dreams.

As he leant out of the window wincing at the inevitable paperwork if the new recruit was hurt on the first day on the job, he scanned the area and his eyes landed on an impossible sight. He froze, his whole being now completely focused on the figure down below. It couldn't be. Surely it must be a mistake.

The figure turned and their eyes locked. Chestnut brown to deep fathomless black.

Xiao Wei

I thought I Dreamed you

Zhao Yunlan snags a seat at the back of the lecture hall with about seven seconds to spare. Perfect timing, he thinks — by which he means that Shen Wei can only shoot him a sharp, curious glance from the front of the room before he clears his throat and has to begin class.

Or, Zhao Yunlan swings by Shen Wei's class to ask a question.

Soft and cozy winter kiss.

Guo Changcheng celebrates his first Valentine's at the SID

Set the morning after Guo Changcheng's date debacle. He and Chu Shuzi enter the office to some very suspicious coworkers.

Five (failed) attempts by Zhao Yunlan to gain access to Professor Shen's classes, and one in which Shen Wei finally gives in to his boyfriend's foolish desire.

In which Zhao Yunlan and Shen Wei dual culivate resulting in a whiney pregnant Yunlan and first time father panicking Shen Wei as they navigate the pregnancy together.

OR

"It had been intended as a joke; Zhao Yunlan had merely meant to tease Shen Wei between bouts of sickness. But the two little lines showed up stronger than he had seen in any sitcom and for some reason Zhao Yunlan began to doubt that his stomach had turned as the result of an off shoot of his father’s previous assault on his gut with ice-cream as child. No, this was not the work of frozen dairy treats.

The Soul Executing Emissary had actually gone and knocked him up."

This is a collection for all the danmei memes I have posted on Tumblr…

“What the hell,” Zhao Yunlan said flatly when he woke up and saw the time. It wasn’t a question; he had a feeling he knew exactly what had happened, and the unimpressed looking cat staring at him from the middle of the kitchen told him his hunch was correct. He very clearly remembered setting an alarm when he finally dropped into bed sometime in the early hours of the morning. If it hadn’t gone off, then —

“I should have been fed hours ago,” Daqing said, his eyes unblinking in his whiskered face. “What are you trying to do, starve me?”

Or, Daqing tries to take care of Zhao Yunlan in his own way.

"I want to hide you away and hold you every day."

Or: The Ghost King enjoys kissing a totally normal amount.