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John Cho and Karen Gillan in Selfie (2014)

From the producer of Worth the Wait:

"They gave me a list of white guys we could cast. If we could give one of the roles to them, we could get funded." The investors held the belief that, except for genres such as martial arts, Asian male characters are not bankable, with little appeal for Western audiences.

Hollywood, put more Asian men in romantic lead roles.

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Hi I’d like to submit this fic. These fic really blew me away in terms of characterisation and pining. Furthermore, I love the portrayal of Lan Zhan as a lovesick artist writing love songs about his totally-unrequited-love. Jin Lings pov was also great. Thanks - Anon

shorthand of emotion

by sarahyyy (@sarah-yyy)

G, 6k, Wangxian

Summary: Lan Zhan nods. “Who should I make it out to?” he asks. “Wei Wuxian,” Jin Ling says. Lan Zhan drops his pen. “Who?” he croaks. Ouyang Zizhen lets out a soft gasp beside him. “Oh fuck, it’s happening.” “Wei Wuxian,” Jin Ling says slowly. This doesn’t look like someone who thinks sixteen years is too long to fix a misunderstanding. Jin Ling is going to get his dajiu a husband today. “My dajiu really liked your new album. There are a lot of details in your songs that feel very personal to him.” (Or, Jin Ling schemes to reunite his dajiu with his dajiu's high school sweetheart.)

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We are so close. I am not a stranger to you. Not close at all.

sunbeam; flaring by sarahyyy “My king,” Shang Qinghua starts, “we are drawing close to some of the most auspicious wedding dates in the year.“ Mobei Jun looks up at that. “Oh?” Shang Qinghua nods. “If we don’t make a headstart on all the rites now, it may be...difficult to arrange for a wedding this side of the year.” Mobei Jun sets down his brush with a frown. “That would not be ideal.” (Or, the one where Shang Qinghua is Mobei Jun's matchmaker.)

A Tale of Creation by Cydalima “Shang-shishu,” added Luo Binghe, with what Shang Qinghua knew was false respect. “Y-Yes?” “Are you a god?” Wait, what? “I beg your pardon?” Or, Shang Qinghua is questioned by Luo Binghe about being a god, in front of Mobei Jun, and he has no choice but to make up a story about a God of Creation.

THE BOSS WANTS TO DATE ME?! by tagteamme Shang Qinghua is volunteered for the company charity date-auction, and is promptly put in as a forgettable middle bid, right after a guy whose name people can’t even remember. He’s more there as padding, so surprise comes to him when someone actually bids for him. (And it’s shortly followed by fear when he realizes who has bid for him.)

My Villain or My King? by sentient_wren Just as Shang Qinghua starts writing the inevitable gratuitous papapa montage, a hand comes down on his shoulder, digging in painfully. Shang Qinghua screams and throws his phone in fear whoever is groping him is doing so because they were looking over his shoulder to read about the protagonist's absurdly large penis and the wife’s gasps that it’s still not enough. Shang Qinghua is bright red and very flustered at being caught writing porn in public when he looks over his shoulder at the person holding him. After his initial fear of someone making advances, Shang Qinghua is certain it’s the manager asking the creepy man getting off in public to leave the cafe. But as his eyes travel up the perfectly fitted sleeve up to the open collar showing off the ideal amount of chest and up to a frown and piercing blue eyes Shang Qinghua wishes it were a pervert or a manager. ❅ Shang Qinghua suffers endlessly at how oblivious his best friend Shen Qingqiu is regarding his former mentee Luo Binghe’s painfully obvious advances. His one saving grace is that he knows for a fact that he is not this oblivious. Not that it matters anyways because no one likes him like that.