#BEEFLEAF

[tenowls]

double sided standee design i spent forever on. im unwell

[certaindreamwitchreader]

cartoony fish skeleton, kinda like the ones He Xuan has, I suppose, only more cartoons

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[manganese025]

[emotionaldisaster909]

vengeful.

[jeusus]

Pursuit

--- Starting #Mermay with Black Water!

[oryunart]

POV: Wind master is flirting with you.

@oryunart

[ynkfva]

How is this official art but beefleaf is not canon???

[ichilysa]

This time Qing Xuan discovered that he drools while sleeping, He Xuan doesn't even flinch because it has happened to him many times (Qx doesn't even notice 😭)

[toramirr]

Forever in my heart

[danmeiexchanges]

Current Exchange: MXTX Spring 2025 | Tagset

Theme: MXTX works

Modao Zushi (MDZS)

Tian Guan Ci Fu (TGCF)

Ren Zha Fanpai Zijiu Xitong (SVSSS)

And their adaptations.

Schedule:

Tag-Set Nominations: May 20th - May 30th

Sign-Ups: May 30th – June 16th

Assignments by: June 18th

Works Due: July 30th

Works Revealed: August 1st

Creators Revealed: August 7th

All deadlines are 11:59 PM EST on the date listed.

Requirements:

Participants will create a complete fic of at least 1,000 words or a finished artwork for their recipient.

This is an exchange that is friendly to all ships, themes, and concepts. Please label dead-dove content appropriately, but otherwise engage freely with any content.

[meru90]

🖤🩷.

[tenowls]

thought abt post canon a bit too hard

[nienna-tinuviel]

Some Black Water sketches uwu 🐟

[therigeling]

emotional support for calamities!

[happypeachsludgeflower]

A new calamity has arisen from Mount Tonglu a few centuries after Xie Lian’s third ascension and begins to wreak havoc across the coastline. Legends say he lives in the darkest abyss of the ocean, Deep Abyss Crashing Waves has caused tsunamis along any land that touches his borders and drowns anything unfortunate enough to cross into his domain. Eerily similar to another calamity in different waters.

Shi Qingxuan, still in the mortal realm after cultivating for centuries, hears rumors of this calamity and grows concerned for his estranged friend He Xuan. What if the new calamity challenges Black Water for dominance over the waters?? What if He Xuan is in danger?? Shi Qingxuan sets out to check on his once friend, once something more? He knows heaven will surely send someone to get the ghost under control or disperse it. Xie Lian at the very least won’t ignore it, and his husband will go with him. So someone will take care of it, surely.

…but it couldn’t hurt to check? Right??

The closer he gets though, the more… unsettled he is. Something is off. Something… feels wrong. But he is going near a new volatile calamities territory, so that’s fine.

It’s completely fine. Nothing odd here.

He continues on hoping he’ll eventually run into a familiar face though, hoping at some point he’ll recognize a heavenly official descended to answer prayers. It really does feel wrong after all. Surely someone is coming.

But the further he goes, the closer he gets to the shoreline, the more unsettled he feels. There’s something in the air, a connection perhaps, that lingers in the salt brushing against his skin with soft caresses.

Something familiar. Something alien. Something that’s somehow both. Something wrong.

Shi Qingxuan stops at the beach just between the border of Black Water and Deep Abyss and stares out across the rippling surface. The two oceans seemed at war with each other even here, at the place where two waters meet. Shi Qingxuan had been heading for He Xuan, for his friend, but something seems to have drawn him here to a crossroad instead. Shi Qingxuan’s eyes linger on the turbulent murky blue waters of Deep Abyss’s domain.

Something is calling him. Something… familiar.

Shi Qingxuan furrows his brow and stares at the choppy waves lapping at his feet. But wait… when did he get close enough for it to touch him? He doesn’t know. That should be concerning probably, but a foggy sense of detachment has settled over him and he can’t bring himself to care.

He bends down and dips a hand into the divide of waters and watches mesmerized as the water ripples around the intrusion and pools into his palm, glittering as it does like shards of moonlight caught in his caress.

“Qingxuan.” A crooning whisper brushes against Shi Qingxuan’s ear, freezing Shi Qingxuan where he’s knelt. His breath catches. The water trickles out of his hand as tremors pass through him.

That voice. He knows that voice. It can’t be. It can’t— it

“—Ge?” Shi Qingxuan breathes, a choked sound escaping from his lips. He jerks back, stumbling from the waters edge and whirls around. But… nothing. There’s nothing. It’s just an eerily silent beach.

Shi Qingxuan rubs at his chest, heart pounding. There’s nothing. He’s not here. Shi Wudu isn’t here. Shi Wudu died hundreds of years ago.

Shi Qingxuan buries his face in his hands and takes a deep, shaky breath. It’s just the new calamity, the new Ghost King, getting to him. Deep Abyss is just playing with his head.

A hand slides slowly along Shi Qingxuan’s shoulder blades, freezing him in place once more, and wraps around his chest possessivly, hugging him close. “Qingxuan,” the voice murmurs in a lilting tone. “You came. Good,” it says, “I can save you now.”

A chill rolls down Shi Qingxuan’s spine. The voice is wrong. “…Ge?” he whispers with a tremor.

A ghostly pale hand reaches up and caresses his cheek. “Qingxuan can be saved now. He can come home. He can be safe. You’ll come home, won’t you Qingxuan?”

Shi Qingxuan shudders. “Da-ge?” he chokes out. “Da-ge, what?”

“You’ll come home with gege, won’t you Qingxuan??” his brothers voice whispers. “I can keep you safe there.” The ghost king tugs Shi Qingxuan backwards towards the water. “You’ll come home with gege? Won’t you?” It doesn’t sound like a question.

It sounds wrong. He sounds wrong. Shi Wudu sounds wrong. Shi Qingxuan struggles against the hold the calamity has on him, but that only makes Deep Abyss tighten his grip. The ghost sounds like his brother, but it doesn’t. His brother doesn’t sound like that. He doesn’t sound wrong. Something is wrong.

“Da-ge let me go,” Shi Qingxuan demands a shaky, distressed laugh spilling from him as he pulls against his brother’s iron grip. “Da-ge,” he gasp as pain pricks his side. Shi Qingxuan shudders as a clawed hand digs into his skin, gouging the flesh in its hold. “Da-ge please,” he begs, between quick, shuttered breaths, “You’re hurting me.”

“Be good Qingxuan,” the calamity rasps against his cheek, “We’re going home now.”

Cold water splashes against Shi Qingxuan legs as he’s dragged into the ocean. He struggles, fingers trembling as he tries to tear his brother’s fingers from his flesh. “Da-ge, da-ge.” He yanks at the bloodied claws and kicks back against what he thinks is his brother’s shin. “That’s not home. It’s not home.”

The arms encasing him tighten like a manacle to a prison wall, crushing him against his brother’s chest. “Da-ge, let me go,” he pleads.

“No.”

The water’s deeper now, coming to his waist, angrily dragging icy daggers into his sides, tugging at his robes, yanking him further and further into its depths. Shi Qingxuan jerks in his brother’s hold, stumbling backwards, and shoves his elbow back into the ghosts stomach channeling as much qi as he can muster. “No, no, no,” he shudders out a panicked cry, thrashing in his chains. Water cuts into his chest and clawing higher and higher towards his neck. “Let me go,” he begs, eyes wild as he fights against his brother’s fists, reaching towards the shoreline. “Da-ge.”

The ghost king growls and tightens his grip. “We’re going home,” he snarls, “Where you’ll be safe.”

Water tears at Shi Qingxuan’s throat, ripping at his cheeks, kissing at his trembling lips. A mouthful of salt water is inhaled on his next breath and Shi Qingxuan chokes as he spits it out, hacking and spluttering.

“HE-XIONG,” he shrieks coughing and writhing against his prison as the inky water envelops him completely, locking him in its merciless grave.

Part 2, pending