#weilan week

Chapters: 1/1

Fandom: 幻乐之城 | PhantaCity (TV), 开始推理吧 | The Truth (TV 2022) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Bai Sanwan/Clown Characters: Clown (PhantaCity), Clown/Chou (Phantacity), Bai Sanwan, Flower Seller Girl (Phantacity), Xiao Bai, Xiao Yue Additional Tags: Bai Yu/Zhu Yilong Character Combinations, Top Bai Yu/Bottom Zhu Yilong, POV Second Person, There is only one Xiao Bai and it's Bai Yu, clown fic, Phantafic, Republican-Reconstruction Era, roughly 1936-1952, Heavy Angst, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, It hurts a lot before it doesn't, Dissociation, Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms, mentions of brutality, Mentions of War, mentions of suicidal ideation, slow healing, Realistic, Weilan Derivatives, Weilan Weeks 2022 Summary:

“Ten thousand years ago.” Well, that at least explained Zhao Yunlan’s ignorance. “He was going to try again – that’s why Zhu Jiu was after the Longevity Dial. The Hallows were part of Ye Zun’s plan but I stopped him.”

Zhao Yunlan felt a surge of frustration that Shen Wei hadn’t mentioned this to him sooner. He wanted to say something about not facing danger alone, but he also understood that family was complicated.

“How did you do that?”

“I told him I loved him. I thought he knew but… he didn’t.”

There was definitely a story there, likely a long one, and Zhao Yunlan hoped that one day Shen Wei would trust him with it. Tonight, though, wasn’t the time to pry.

“Sometimes people need to hear it, to make it real.”

Had anyone ever said it to Shen Wei? Obviously there was a lot Zhao Yunlan still didn’t know about him – the current conversation drove that point home – but from what Zhao Yunlan had seen, there weren’t that many people in Shen Wei’s life who would tell him he was loved.

“My brother isn’t well,” Shen Wei continued, “but he’s no longer a threat. I think I can free him – I’ll need to find the remaining Hallows to do it, but if I can, I want to take him home and look after him until he’s better.”

“I’ll help in any way that I can.” Zhao Yunlan had no qualms making that promise. Freeing and rehabilitating his brother was important to Shen Wei and Shen Wei was important to Zhao Yunlan.

“You don’t even know what you’re agreeing to.”

“Yes, I do. I’m agreeing to help you. The rest is just details.”

“Why?”

Shen Wei knew. He had to know – after this day, especially, there was no way he couldn’t possibly know. But maybe, like his brother, he just needed to hear it.

“Because I love you.”

Fandom: 镇魂 | Guardian

Prompt: Home/Family/Kisses

Oneshot

Rating: Teen

Warnings: None

Relationships: Shen Wei/Zhao Yunlan, Li Qian & Shen Wei & Zhao Yunlan

Characters: Zhao Yunlan, Shen Wei, Li Qian

Additional Tags:  Canon Divergence, Single Parent Shen Wei, Li Qian fixes everything bc she’s just That Amazing, Getting Together, Mutual Pining, Fluff, Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, background Ye Zun and Qing, Zhao Yunlan is so busy staring at Shen Wei that he doesn’t even realize that Shen Wei is staring right back

Summary: 

“Why don’t you kiss baba goodbye?” Li Qian asks one day.

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 镇魂 | Guardian (TV) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Shěn Wēi/Zhào Yúnlán Characters: Zhào Yúnlán, Shěn Wēi Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Happy Ending, weilan week Summary:

The bus stop that’s closest to Zhao Yunlan’s apartment has a streetlamp, a trash can filled with wet newspapers, a bookstore across the street with narrow rafters, and a man with a white umbrella.

Zhao Yunlan's hand stayed on the nape of his neck, steady and fever-hot. "I wanted to do it from the moment I saw you," he said. "Oh, how I wanted to. I was afraid to scare you with how much I wanted you."

"You could never scare me," Shen Wei said, automatically, even though Zhao Yunlan terrified him, in all his human fragility, day in and day out. "You - what?"

"I wanted to kiss you," Zhao Yunlan said, "and I wanted to hold your hand, and I wanted to follow you home, and I wanted to take off your clothes, and I wanted to lie with you, and I wanted to buy you a house, and I wanted to learn all your secrets, and I wanted - and I still want - everything. How could you not know?"

Zhao Yunlan smiles at him with all his teeth. “It is late,” he agrees. He puts his teacup down. “We should go to bed.”

Shen Wei drops his teacup. It spills all over the table, and splatters Zhao Yunlan as well as Shen Wei. Very carefully, Zhao Yunlan puts down his own teacup as Shen Wei wipes his hands on his trousers, and places them on his knees. He eyes are fixed to the floor again.

“We...yes. It is late, and we should go to bed.”

Zhao Yunlan also puts his hands on his knees, and shifts closer on the couch. They are inches from each other, and Shen Wei’s gaze moves to where they are almost touching.

“Whose bed would Professor Shen prefer?”

A moment of stillness, then Shen Wei’s face undergoes the subtle shift that always heralds the outbreak of the Black Cloaked Envoy. Zhao Yunlan follows it greedily; because now, now he’s got him.