Interest check for Sapphics in Danmei 18+ art zine! 20$(+shipping) for 60 pages of A5 size Main pairings: Fem! Wenzhou, Fem! Nielan, Fem! Rongye/Yexie, Qiao Luohan/Du Pusa Cameos: Fem! Sangcheng, Fem! Chengxuan, Fem! Xuexiao, Fem! Xianxuan, Fem! Zhaoxie, Fem!Xiyuan Poll

I'm printing this out for my personal use so this is simply to know if I should toss more pieces in when I order that, so:

Outside, but still hidden.

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I realised I've never drawn Zhaoxie before despite it being one of the most fascinating relationships in Word of Honor. When I saw THESE incredible cloth Zhaoxie dolls in little photoshoot scenes, I was so inspired, and vowed to paint something based on them. (It may have taken months to get around to it but I did it!)

Painted in Procreate.

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[Image description: a painting of Xie'er and Zhao Jing from Word of Honor. Xie'er, in his light blue robes, is on his back under a bush of yellow flowers, his head pillowed on Jhao Jing's cloak, reaching up with his left arm while Zhao Jing hovers above him, hands on the ground wither size of his hips. Xie'er's right hand plucks teaingly at Zhao Jing's blue crane robes to beckon him closer. Zhao Jing looks reserved but fond, as if trying to maintain distance, but can't help his affection for Xie'er slipping through. A shadow from the flowers falls over Xie'er's upper half, while Zhao Jing's back is lit harshly from sunlight, giving them the illusion of privacy.]

Happy White Day!

Mobster x Cop - Zhaoxie fanfic

Torn down, Full of aching

Rating: Mature Warnings: Descriptions of Violence Fandoms: Guardian, The Grave Robbers’ Chronciles Relationship: Wu Xie/Zhao Yunlan Tags (Abridged, All tags on AO3): Alternate Universe, Whump, Cop Zhao Yunlan, Mobster Wu Xie, Hurt Zhao Yunlan, Hurt/Comfort, Wounding tending, Kissing Words: 7,760 Series: Part 1 of Beyond the Territory and the Precinct

 By now Zhao Yunlan knew how this worked. Older cops didn't like the young guy that wasn’t corrupt and that they thought only had a job on the force because of his old man. While Zhao Xinci was absolutely in favor of his son following in his footsteps, Yunlan had different goals in mind than making his old man proud. He wanted to make a difference. He grew up seeing corruption first hand and he knew the games he had to play for him to get far enough that he could actually have the power to do something about it. He knew who to make good impressions on and get close with that wouldn't mind his big vision of a department that actually makes a difference. But for now he could only dream of that day. It was his sole comfort as his body ached. Another training session with his      oh so honorable     superiors. They said it's so important for good cops to be able to take a hit. To know how it feels to be subject to the tools they use. Zhao Yunlan doesn't disagree … but being subject to pepper spray, tasers, batons, and too tight handcuffs and zip ties all in one day left him feeling abused. His head throbbed in pain. He could hardly feel his feet. Every breath burned and his eyes still watered from the lingering chemicals. To say he was worse for wear would be the understate of the fucking year.

 The subway wasn't very busy, a small mercy. An older woman had given him a concerned look and handed him a tissue out of her purse for his eyes. He gave a grateful smile before wiping his cheeks, trying to be careful not to rub at his eyes. It probably would help to rinse them out again when he got back to his apartment. Once he got to his stop, Yunlan gave his thanks again to the woman before getting out and pulling his hat low. The lights were too bright for his sensitive eyes. Thankfully, muscle memory let Yunlan travel through the subway, only having to glance up and squint occasionally. Most passersby were too busy to pay him much attention, simply moving out of the way of the man who was walking with a hand against the wall to guide himself.

 Once back on the street, Zhao Yunlan stopped at a bench under a flickering street lamp. He rested his head in his hands and let out a heavy sigh. It hurt. All of this was exhausting. The walk to his apartment felt like a mountain climb. But he could do it. He knew he just needed to keep pushing. One day things would be better. It didn't feel like much time had passed when a stranger's voice made him jump and jerk his head up to see who had managed to sneak up on him. "You alright there, sir?"

 In front of him stood a man maybe a bit older than Zhao Yunlan. From his attire, he might be a businessman. His white button down looked freshly iron and his blazer was a darker blue that complimented his grey dress pants. Cufflinks: the sign of a well off and influential man. The only detail of the well composed man in front of Zhao Yunlan that made him pause was the simple black stud earrings. He was being stared at expectantly with a raised eyebrow the longer he not so subtly studied the stranger. "Sorry. Yeah, I'm fine. Just enjoying the nice evening weather before heading home," he easily lied.

Continue reading on AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48795520

Maybe he's just an ancient alien who likes cute socks

Summary:  The police chief touched the pair of socks, pale blue with a panda print.

"Agreed. Also, Xiao Wei likes to sleep in socks and these are very soft. I've never seen him wear patterned socks though. But they're bears, so..."

"So we're taking these to him," the antique shop owner said, as he handed that pair of socks to the attendant; "These must be gift-wrapped, please."

The attendant took the items chosen by the couple to the counter, being followed by them. There was no doubt that 'Shen Wei' was the person who would receive the socks, but despite the bait about the dress shoes, was he really the Professor? And if he was, then he... and that couple... them...?

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Or:

Local store attendant tries to figure out who's husband is whose

Local professor still doesn't suspect his husbands spoil him like a child

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Part 3 of  So that antique shop owner was raiding my life... and my heart (this series is non-linear, so the questions and suggestions made in the prequel, can and probably will be written any time soon, for the sake of our fun)

Relationships:  Wu Xie (DMBJ)/Zhao Yunlan, Shen Wei/Wu Xie (DMBJ Series)/Zhao Yunlan, Shen Wei (Guardian)/Wu Xie (DMBJ Series), Shen Wei/Zhao Yunlan

Additional Tags: OT3, Polyamory, Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Established Relationship, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Post-Canon, nosy oc, Shen Wei being pampered, Wu Xie and Zhao Yunlan are just gremlins, The inherent humor of choosing pieces of clothing for your husbands, The lack of inherent eroticism in your husbands' pajamas, Married Life

Zhao Jing x Xie Wang [Who Do You Think You Are] | Word of Honor

another art post so soon?! i'm having too much fun with these

+bonus from the ddvd au

我可能遇到了救星 | Hi Venus E8 ° Zeng Shunxi as Lu Zhaoxi

Word Of Honor wallpapers Canonical || Modern AU

For all I’ve known since I came back, this is how I see the current situation (or at least how it was a while ago, and now look where we are, gentlemen...)

@dual-domination​ @tazzy-ace​ I don’t have time to try to make a cover right now (I wish I had), but here, have my contribution to this part of the Fandom aha!

MerMay2023 Day 11 - Villain

The little mermaid Zhao Jing wants to rule Jianghu again, and the witch can grant this wish, if the little mermaid gives up his voice.

wait people actually ship xie wang and zhao jing? sorry y'all but i'm with the novel on this one-

WIP Tag Game

Tagged by @dual-domination to share a snippet from my latest WIP. I've been working on a special little Zhaoxie (Zhao Yunlan x Wu Xie) fic today so happy to share some of that, even though I'll be sharing the full thing very soon!

Before he has a chance to force himself back into the flow of conversation, a new voice speaks up, “Excuse me, gentlemen. My uncle recommended I greet the young chief. Would you all mind too terribly if I borrow him for a dance?” Zhao Yunlan turns in shock to see none other than the very man he had just been looking for, coming to his rescue, it seems. The older men appear to bite back their annoyance and gesture this man towards Yunlan. A hand takes his own and he’s being led towards the dance floor. “It’s not entirely a lie, you know,” the other man makes conversation as they stop and face each other. “My uncle did point you out to me, but mostly, you looked like you’d really appreciate a reason to escape those stuffy bastards,” he whispers slightly as he moves closer and positions one hand on Yunlan’s back as the other still holds onto his hand.  “Yeah. You’re not wrong about that.” His smile is even nicer up close. Yunlan brings his other hand to rest on the other’s shoulder and falls into sync with him, moving where the stranger leads. “So, you know me, but it seems I’m at a disadvantage.” “Wu Xie. My uncle is Wu Erbai.” “THey didn’t seem happy at the mention of your uncle.”  “Police officers are rarely happy to be reminded that mafia members can enjoy the same and more of the social circles than they can.” The casual admittance nearly makes Zhao Yunlan freeze in the middle of their dance and he would have probably tripped, but as soon as Wu Xie senses his pause, he takes the chance to make a small spin, keeping a hold on one of Yunlan’s hands but when he stops back facing him, Wu Xie has changed their positions. Now Wu Xie’s hand rests on his shoulder, ready to follow instead of lead the dance now. Zhao Yunlan takes a breath and makes the first step forwards to continue the dance before speaking, “So, you’re a part of that Wu family?”

Zhaoxie at a formal event all dressed up? You betcha! :D I'm having such a good time with this fic and excited to share it in full soon! Gonna be a 2 parter but I'm finishing up both so I can post both together on ao3.

Hyde has already tagged several folks but still:

@ohmyitsfaith @meluci-fer @victorian-pirate @strandedchesspiece And whoever else that might see this and want to share too! Always fun to see what other folks are up to :D 💙