Friend: Can I pick your brain?

Me: Only if you go through the right eye.

Friend: What?

Me: What!

The first time Xie Lian spoons Hua Cheng (with Hua Cheng as the little spoon)… without thinking about it, Hua Cheng shapeshifts into smolcheng form. He just feels so safe and small in the arms of his god.

#tgcf #hualian

Xie Lian sighs heavily, pinky linked with Hua Cheng’s. He fans himself with a fan from Hua Cheng’s collection. “I wish I could be closer to you, but it’s too hot,” he complains.

Hua Cheng grins. “Gege,” he says, and Xie Lian feels a wave of coldness hit him. “I’m a ghost king. I can be whatever you need.”

Xie Lian throws himself into his new ice pack’s arms, fan forgotten.

#TGCF #Hualian

Once again I bring hualian fic titles without fics, from Morning has Broken by Cat Stevens:

Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird
- hua cheng/wuming identity reveal

Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden
- I'm thinking alternate re-meeting where Hua Cheng gets to offer Xie Lian shelter from the rain