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Zhao Yunlan reaches out to take Shen Wei's wrist just as he's about to start unbuttoning his shirt. "Let me," he says, his mouth feeling just a bit dry.

[Podfic of my own story.]

Zhao Yunlan reaches out to take Shen Wei's wrist just as he's about to start unbuttoning his shirt. "Let me," he says, his mouth feeling just a bit dry.

Ye Zun wearing an oversized sweater and a faint smile. He's holding a Shen Wei plush doll.

He knows how hard it is for Zhao Yunlan to leave him and didi alone for this. But Zhao Yunlan had tried to watch exactly once and it had—not ended well.

[Podfic of my own story.]

He knows how hard it is for Zhao Yunlan to leave him and didi alone for this. But Zhao Yunlan had tried to watch exactly once and it had—not ended well.

Maybe if it were anyone else Zhao Yunlan would be feeling afraid, but it’s not. It’s Shen Wei, and all Zhao Yunlan can think right now is that he wants those powerful hands on him, that mouth on his, hot and bruising and everything Zhao Yunlan’s been dreaming about for longer than he cares to admit.

Ye Zun had a very bad week. Luckily Zhu Jiu is here to make it a bit better.

Shen Wei reaches out to pull Zhao Yunlan close to him, hoping to shield him and pass it off as quick reflexes, but it happens just a moment too late. Before he can stop it, the man’s pen-knife slices into Zhao Yunlan’s arm with one sharp strike.

“Perhaps we could call it a draw,” Lao Xie said in a bone-dry voice. “I, too, have suffered.”

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Or: Shen Wei introduces Zhao Yunlan to his tailor.

Zhao Yunlan has had a Very Long Day, and Da Qing has left him a present.

Zhao Yunlan doesn't quite understand how things in the ancient past can be so different from what he'd thought.

Zhao Yunlan doesn't quite understand how things in the ancient past can be so different from what he'd thought.

[Podfic of my own work.]

Shen Wei's identity is revealed to his students in the most dramatic way possible.

(No grad students were harmed during the writing of this fic.)

Lin Jing sets out to squash some rumours at the university, but things get out of hand. (Set late in episode 3.)

Da Qing has regained his memory, but he's still putting together the pieces.

Early in their relationship, Zhao Yunlan and Shen Wei talk about coming out to the SID.

Shen Wei is, to Zhao Yunlan's deep and abiding regret, a very suspicious person and Zhao Yunlan's personal pick for the identity of famed assassin Heipaoshi – and after The Hotel Incident last year Zhao Yunlan has a new personal rule that he doesn't sleep with suspects, no matter how attractive they are.

“You’re supposed to be an adult—” Startled at the tone, Shen Wei looks up. He had seen Zhao Yunlan moving towards him from the corner of his eyes. Had counted on it, when he had purposefully pricked his finger on one of Lin Yusen’s traps to show Zhao Yunlan this “proof” of his normality. But he had been preparing to deal with Zhao Yunlan’s curiosity, to head off any suspicions he may have about the veracity of the display, not—

Not the look of concern, brushed over with a layer of frustration, which morphs quickly into awkwardness when their eyes meet.

Never had Shen Wei known such enjoyment, in fulfilling the duties a demonic contract required.