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Post-shower Zhao Yunlan.

Domesticity and kissing.

Zhao Yunlan and the time paradox.

Zhao Yunlan takes a calculated risk.

Shen Wei is observant, and Zhao Yunlan knows it.

for Tandell's prompt: Shen Wei as Ravenclaw headboy and Yunlan as Gryffindor Quidditch captain. They also wrote a wonderful fic for the same prompt.

Zhao Yunlan only meant to tease Shen Wei. It... backfires.

“Shen Wei. What are you doing here?” Zhao Yunlan was sprawled behind his desk in a haze of addictive substances. His jaw was clenched, eyes bleak and angry. Shen Wei judged by the air quality and his demeanour that he’d already gone through half a packet of cigarettes and probably emptied half the wine bottle he was gripping so tightly by its neck.

Shen Wei will memorise Zhao Yunlan, will map him the same way that he maps the constellations, so that someday he may find his way home

“Help me pick out a good rope for you,” Zhao Yunlan demands.

Shen Wei stops folding their laundry and gives him a slightly incredulous look.

“Is that what you’ve been doing on there?” he asks.

“I’m also watching a video on how to tie someone up,” Zhao Yunlan says happily, without an ounce of shame.

There is a cult of rogue Dixingians on the loose, plotting to resurrect a malefic conjurer Fu Hongxue and Pei Wende felled ages ago.

what if we rewrite the stars?

Don't you know my eyes, my eyes//They'll see you only

The mountain god’s voice sounds vaguely amused behind his thin paper veil, and his long hair falls over his shoulder as he turns to lean back against the tree trunk.

“Shen Wei. You don’t have a wish?” There’s something about the way he says it that makes Shen Wei feel as though it’s not a question at all.

Zhao: Sip....
Shen Wei: Sip, sip...
Han Chen: Sip, sip, sip....
Ye Zun: Sip, sip, sip--

Zhang Yuan: ...Grown-ups are so annoying!

WeiLan
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SID Chief tries to annoy and seduce his beloved professor into joining the SID and gets exactly what he bargained for. But more than that, he wants to make Shen Wei happy.
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A little frustrated by now, Zhao Yunlan sighs. “Okay! You won’t say. And I won’t ask anymore.” But then he looks up at Shen Wei though his eyelashes. “But you’ve been deceiving me for so long, that I began to feel wronged… It’s not suitable.”
Shen Wei looks earnest for a moment when he looks up to meet Zhao Yunlan’s eyes again. Whatever he finds there makes his gaze fall quickly down to his empty teacup. “Then- Then what-” He looks back up. “Then what would be suitable?”

In which the Yashou need a vaccine, Zhu Hong comes to terms with her new role, Li Qian has a plan, and there is a feast.

Shen Wei may be the master of the sword, but Zhao Yunlan has other weapons up his sleeve