#Offering Salted Fish to Master

[dangermousie]

A danmei lover's biased and incomplete het web novel rec list

@mercipourleslivres thanks for inspiring me!

When it comes to Chinese web novels, I mainly read danmei. I tend not to care too much for OP heroine with a hero who dotes on her for no reason as she fights with 14 year olds narratives, nor inner courtyard fights. BUT!!! There are some het web novels I like and so here is my biased and incomplete rec list. Most of these don't have OP heroines, and very little to none courtyard fights.

Before I start, my favorite het web novel authors are: Gong Xinwen, Mo Shu Bai, Peng Lai Ke, and Jiu Lu Fei Xiang. I have yet to read anything bad by them.

Anyway, rec list:

1000 Miles of Bright Moonlight - one of my ultimate favorites, this would make such an epic drama! A smart as hell heroine, a hero who is a monk and a warrior (but also terminally?) ill and such a vivid world and amazing secondary characters (heroine’s brother is possibly my favorite supporting character of all time) and so much angst and happy ending. This has an amazing romance but it’s not romance-centric if it makes sense - ML doesn’t appear for a while. But once he does, it’s worth it!

Accompanying the Phoenix - the one that just got adapted into The Legend of Shen Li, this is high adventure and cottage core and funny and tragic and powerful ML being putty in the hands of capable FL and just EVERYTHING.

Apocalypse Arrival - Gong Xinwen’s novels are made just for me. Her heroines are always powerful as fuck and rescue abused MLs. In this novel, our heroine who lives in the post-apocalyptic world, wakes up right before that apocalypse happens. She forms a survival crew and also rescues ML who has miraculous blood and has been drained of it and is now hunted after the rescue for it. SO GOOD!!!

Black Moonlight Holds the BE Script - so fucked up, so good, with monster hero who learns to love and be human and heroine who learns to love and be human (but from the other side, her tower of perfection.) Much better than the drama which I did enjoy.

The Blue Whisper - the drama was so-so, but the novel is a bona fide angst masterpiece, which really delves into what it feels like to be imprisoned or to love.

Counterattack of the Cannon Fodder Chambermaid - I remember starting this and loving the realistic feel and the heroine and wanting to stab the hero and @mercipourleslivres telling me to be patient. She was right, by the end I was on board with both the hero (who was abused and is rather autistic-coded) and the OTP. Anyway, heroine is a servant who was a concubine in the last life and got killed as part of a rich family’s harem intrigues. In this life, she just wants to keep her head down but her life gets derailed anyway. She gets sold away and eventually made a servant in the household of an exiled prince who takes a fancy to her and she endures it because what choice does she have? All she wanted was to serve out her term and become a small time merchant. This is quite realistic about lack of options for women, especially lower class women or upper class male attitudes (ML is never vicious or mean to FL but it does not initially occur to him to wonder if she fancies him or enjoys being his concubine or w/e.) It is a DELIGHTFUL slow burn tho as they grow to love each other and grow together and become one of the most wholesome cnovel couples out there.

Dandere General and His Lord - hi there, Gong Xinwen! God, I love this one. Heroine transmigrates from modern world into a brutal slave-holding world at war (think something like Warring States era.) Our heroine transmigrates into the body of a noblewoman who just hung herself. When she comes to, she discovers that woman’s twin brother was the ruler of a city poisoned by a rival claimant and the besieging army of said claimant is about to take the city and original occupant of the body and the rest of the family chose suicide as a way to avoid dishonor. Our heroine refuses, schemes with advisors to pass as the brother and rally the troops. Once the invaders are defeated, she keeps on the masquerade and rides off to one of the never-ending wars “she” is summoned to. Our hero couldn’t be farther from this. A slave and a son of a slave, he’s escaped a horrific, starving childhood during which he narrowly avoided being murdered or raped, and ended up in the army. When the story opens, he distinguished himself in battle and as a reward, he and a few of his fellow slave warriors are invited to a banquet, where they are given some alcohol and to be playthings of any nobles who want them. One of them does not survive this but ML is lucky - heroine feels terrible and so “claims” him for herself. Instead she just tends to his wounds and sends him back. She does not fancy him or anything, she is just a human being with a conscience. And the story goes from there.

Demon King's Repayment - another delicious Gong Xinwen tale with a powerful ML dedicated to capable FL. This one is a great fantasy plot (I keep imagining it as an animated series) and a sprawling cast of amazing secondaries (and secondary OTPs - there is, I swear, an OTP that is Dong Hua x Feng Jiu done thru GXW lens) to boot.

Doomed to Be Cannon Fodder - I hesitated to put this one on the list because by the end I was not keen on how misogynistic novel got to original female lead but it was one of my earliest novels and I loved it for 90% and it’s fucking hilarious at times. Heroine transmigrates as bit villainess into a novel, all she wants is not to die, but her new attitude of “pls stay away” catches the attention of her terrifying general husband. Honestly, imo still worth it.

Dreamer in the Spring Boudoir - my n1 novel on this list, smart and fierce and don’t really read this for romance because it does not start until really late, but ice cold heroine x ice cold hero both of equal brains and ruthlessness is everything. I went from loathing the ML to finding him fascinating to adoring him (and yet he softened around the edges only for FL, he never became “nice”) and loved FL throughout; secondaries are epic. If you read only one non-danmei web novel, make it this one.

The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl - my n2 novel on this list. Our heroine is the unlucky laundry maid A’Chou. She is a di daughter of an upperclass family but her family got destroyed in one of the political upheavals of the time and A’Chou, only a small child at the time, was the only survivor and was made an enslaved laundry maid. Due to various events, at the start of the novel she is a laundry maid in a minister’s household and the minister’s beloved daughter is having a fit because she’s supposed to marry the former Crown Prince which may have been great a few years back but Crown Prince had since been deposed, tortured, imprisoned and now is living in the middle of nowhere under conditions that are too meager to be called house arrest. And he’s seriously crippled too. Understandably, the young lady doesn’t want to marry him! She’d rather kill herself and so she does. And so, a desperate plan is hatched - why don’t we pretend the laundry maid is the di daughter of the minister’s household and send her off? And so A’Chu is sent as the bride. She arrives to discover a broke, seriously injured man on the verge of death…and we go from there. This is so gorgeous and tender and slow in just the right way and like AAAAAA! Secondary OTPs (one of which is MM) are also epic.

Futu Tower - the drama (Unchained Love) was a mess but the novel is such a lovely, dark exploration of coming back to life, for the ML from his dark revenge-strewn path and for heroine from not being allowed wishes of her own. She is a tribute bride, he’s a (fake) eunuch, they are both servants who use themselves to achieve goals and find peace and happiness together.

The Grand Princess - a tale where both members of the OTP reincarnate as their younger selves after killing each other in their 50s, and get a new start, this is smart and slow and so good in portraying old souls in young bodies. Their rediscovery of not just each other but themselves and their passion for living is just AAAAAA!

Heroine Saves Gentleman - Gong Xinwen novel so we have a tough martial artist lady saving a very upper class scholar and it goes from there. If elegant gorgeous ML being saved and protected (and lovingly dommed) by awesome FL is your bag, pls come right in.

Husband Be a Gentleman - schemer meet schemer. He’s an idle prince she’s perfect daughter, in reality both are wolves out for blood. Mmmm. Very OTP gets together early and is us against the world.

I’ll Be the Male Lead’s Sister in Law - one of my all time favorite novels. Heroine is made to marry a disabled nephew of the emperor. He used to be a victorious god of war but went mad and now is basically locked away and kept as a beast. GOD I LOVE THIS NOVEL SO MUCHHHHH! So much hurt/comfort and awesome OTP and after he eventually recovers, all he wants to do is to fight and murder things and dote on wifey. MMM. He’s honestly one of my fave MLs.

I Married a Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating - if you have a Florence Nightingale complex, this is for you. Heroine wakes up as tribute bride to an almost dead dragon lord and slowly nurses him back to life as his rivals try to murder him. They are both utter adorable babies!

Let the Villain Go - another Gong Xinwen novel, this and Apocalypse Arrivals are AUs of each other. Heroine is surviving in the apocalypse, ML is the “bugbear” of the world but in reality just reacting to all abuse and torture and after she accidentally saves him, devotes himself. Fun fun fun!

Long Wind Crossing - Amazing ML and FL who grow together, clever plot, arranged marriage to love etc etc. Oh, and one point he feeds her his blood to keep her alive, what’s not to love? (Adapted into Chang Feng Du/Destined)

Lost You Forever - this is a short but delicately wistful tale of trauma and loss and love, wrapped in a high fantasy setting but so relatable despite it.

Love In Another Life: My Gentle Tyrant - so so fucked up in the best way! ML cannot live with OR without heroine. It opens on them banging in jail night before her execution (ordered by him) with corpses of men he killed for trying to defile her cooling nearby. If you want healthy relationships with respectful boundaries, gentle and considerate male leads who are modern men in period clothes, OP heroines who have everyone help them and are OP to the max, fluff and wholesomeness, that is about the worst book for you.If you want complexity, dysfunction, darkness, pain and an absolutely lyrical even if fucked up story, come right IN!!!!I am so fucking in love with the melancholy heroine, with ruthless psycho hero and the endless regret and devotion and paaaaain!

The Marquis Is Innocent - our heroine is a beautiful woman married to a warlord who hates her family. (Yes, this was gonna be The Prisoner of Beauty until SZE tax scandal.) Except she's a transmigrator from the future who knows how it ended last time around and has no interest to end up this tragically. This is in my top 5 - FL is smart but believably so (and doesn't have super battle powers) and ML is a believable period warlord. The way their relationship develops so gradually and the way his character changes so gradually as well (and the way they slowly fall in love, her slower than him) is just amazing. It is such a smart, nuanced, gorgeous slow burn. With some gonzo sex scenes :P

Mulberry Song - you like tragic endings? Come right IN! This is short and heartbreaking and wistful and very what-if.

Nightfall (Ever Night) - so long but also so smart and unusual and bloody and tho it’s not primarily a romance, you will never see another ML who loves his FL as much as Ning Que does his Sang Sang. 

Offering Salted Fish to Master - in some ways, this novel is a mess, but I am recommending it because this is a rare example of "nope he's 100% a villain and murderdude and odd, but he does love the heroine" that the author commits to.

Pihanjin - yet another awesome PLK novel, this is once again, like with Marquis, a ruthless man and a beautiful woman getting a second chance on a second go-around. FL is a lot more wounded this time around though. If you LOVE watching ML grovel and slowly, gradually win FL over, this one is for you.

Princess Agents - a dark tale with an incredibly competent and militarily powerful/ruthless heroine and two terrifying men who love her (but neither is as terrifying as she is.) There is an OTP switch halfway through that shockingly makes sense and it's just SO SO GOOOOOOOD

Rebirth of the Malicious Empress of Military Lineage - this is probably the one “typical” novel on this list, heroine is reborn as her youngest self and gets revenge on those who wronged her last time around. It is really really well-written and heroine is competent, hero is doting and powerful etc. It’s not a trope I tend to love but I do when it’s done THIS well.

Rebirth of the Tyrant’s Pet: Regent Prince is Too Fierce: Borgias cnovel style! Our heroine was empress in last life and put her husband on the throne tho he did not love her. However, he had her executed and had his half-brother carry out the orders and heroine died horrifically. She opens her eyes and she’s a little girl again. The OTP this time around is heroine and half-brother executioner. Why do I love it? Heroine is smart and tough but also this is a rare rebirth novel where heroine does NOT decide to seek revenge for past life wrongs because they haven’t happened yet! In fact, she sees ML abused and stands up for him because he’s a kid and no kid should be mistreated and this go around he hasn’t done anything wrong. She also gets and likes her former life husband. Anyway, this is fakecest galore because she’s supposed to be their half-sister and while she knows (from past life) she is not, they do not and fall for her anyway. ML is especially gonzo, at one point carving chunks of his flesh to save her. He’s feral and unhinged and she’s the one person he worships because she protected him and like - it’s all awesome. (I love secondary ML too.)

Reborn to Love Lord Qiansui - yes, this is a eunuch novel! If you like gender tropes reversals, this one is for you. Heroine is a tough martial artist, hero is a smart as hell and powerful eunuch. A real eunuch. Heroine finds out she owes him her life and decides to protect him. This is a total delight and an awesome love story between two really scarred people. And yes, there is sex - heroine literally reads manuals on pegging :P

Return of the Swallow - so freaking long! But really good. Heroine is neither transmigrator nor reincarnator, just a smart period woman. She is a lost family daughter taken back in. Her father is a minister in a dying empire (father-daughter relationship is one of the best things in this novel), her OTP is enemy general, and the smartness and the awesomeness of this all knows no bounds.

Seven Unfortunate Lifetimes - probably the wackiest JLFX novel I read, this is quite different from Love You Seven Times drama that was adapted from it. Our deity protagonists go through a bunch of lives figuring out they fancy each other. It's light like a souffle but just as delicious.

To Be a Virtuous Wife - some people prefer 8 treasures trousseau but I never warmed up to that one. This one is so good, with smart people (who actually enjoy sex, a ratity) and a perfect mix of plot and romance.

Transmigrator Meets Reincarnator - my very first web novel. A lot lighter than a lot of the ones on this list but a total delight. Heroine transmigrates into a novel as the heroine; she has no interest in drama or chasing true love, she just wants to live a nice life with her nice husband. Too bad for her, her husband has reincarnated into his younger self and remembers how she betrayed him, so is not interested. This one is funny and light and romance doesn’t start till late on but a total delight!

Wishing You Eternal Happiness - this is tied with Dreamer as my favorite het web novel ever though it couldn’t be more different from Dreamer, with its hard-edged and hard-souled protagonists ruthlessly cleaving their way to the world and, eventually, each other, its smart cynical air. Except in one thing - the world of Wishing is just as bloody and dark. Its two protagonists are gentle, deeply wounded souls who may find salvation in each other but even something as basic as safety almost seems out of reach.

Jliafu, our heroine, is neither a modern-day transmigrator, nor some exotic princess or demoness. She is very much a period woman of her time, from a weathy merchant clan, whose beauty is her curse. You can tell the novel’s tone from that utterly bleak opening chapter where she, a favorite concubine of a capricious dying emperor, is ordered to be buried alive with him and is not even given the “grace” of white silk but slowly suffocates in the coffin, scrabbling at the lid. There is no grand threats of vengeance on her part, not dramatic opera events. Just despair and death. The whole introductory chapter is haunted by emotional ghosts - the empress’ unrequited love for the monster on the imperial bed (turning into desire for Jiafu’s suffering after he dies), the emperor slowly dying in his prime after waging too many wars, and his fear of being haunted by Pei Youan, a brilliant if sickly minister who died of illness long ago on one of imperial campaigns. There is no triumph for anyone, only loss.

When she wakes up as still a young woman, all she wants is to escape the same fate. There are no plans for power or revenge, only a desire for survival. And so she latches on asking for help from Pei Youan, the only man in her past go-around who showed any consideration and desire and ability to protect her, though he barely knew her. Pei Youan is probably my favorite het web novel ML. Despite his brains and ability, he drifts through life. In modern terms, he clearly has depression. One of the biggest, best joys of the novel is watching these two very good, very quiet, very wounded people discover happiness and love with each other. I sort of want to cry just thinking about it, tbh.

The Yandere Came During the Night - a bit of fluff that’s oddly delightful. Heroine is reborn as a (fake) sister of ML, she hurts her legs saving him and the “siblings” form a bond that ends up in fakecest delight. They are both smart and efficient and he becomes a sexy marquis etc.

[kdram-chjh]

Cdrama: Long for Fish (2024)

new drama#献鱼 #陈飞宇 #王影璐 #ซีรีส์จีน #cdrama #chinesedrama #youku

Watch this video on Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/shorts/Vx3-rneP6D0

[silviakundera]

Offering Salted Fish to Master is a very silly but very hilarious webnovel, excellent rec by @dangermousie

[aceinthetrap]

WHEN DESTINY BRINGS THE DEMON - new English title for drama adaptation of OFFERING SALTED FISH TO MASTER 《向师祖献上咸鱼》.

Chinese title is XIAN YU 《献鱼》 or simply OFFERING FISH

[notacatdown]

Amnesia

I usually think amnesia is the worst plot device ever, but I've seen it done well once. In the story, after amnesiac!FL meets ML, she keeps imagining various soap opera love stories for their past and being amused by them.

The ML can sense FL's emotions and even read her mind when she's overly excited. So there he is, all angsty and guilty that she lost her memory, when her emotions and thoughts crowd his mind. He can't stay serious from hearing her ridiculous guesses.

If anyone is interested, this is a novel scene from 向师祖献上咸鱼/Offering Salted Fish to Grandmaster. The drama for it is called When Destiny Brings the Demon, expected to air in 2025.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CHAWRCiXzd0 = Trailer (watch to 1:39)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7BMPQ94wyRA = Wrap up Special

[miyamiwu]

To Be Hero X: Top 10 Heroes’ Chinese Voice Actors

Info is taken from the TBHX Baidu page. For the VAs’ other roles, I’m only listing those I’m familiar with…which is limited to danmei* audio drama adaptations and very few donghua originals and danmei donghua, so uhhh sorry about that. Just check out their other roles by following the links in Baidu.

*Danmei = Chinese BL

Top 10 Heroes

1. Wèi Chāo 魏超 as X

Donghua roles:

Qian Jin in Link Click Season 2

Qing Xiong in Tianbao Fuyao Lu

Shi Xuejin in Da Wang Rao Ming (Spare Me, Great Lord!)

Audio drama roles:

Lan Wangji in Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation

Zhao Haochang in Silent Reading

Qi Fengge in Thousand Autumns

Li Feng in Sha Po Lang

My man is in a lot of big name danmei omg

2. Liú Xiàoyú 刘校妤 as Queen

Other animation roles:

young!Du Fu in 30,000 Miles from Chang’an (this is a big movie!)

(Unfortunately, I’m not familiar with her many other animation roles…)

Some audio drama roles:

Empress Ming Rui in Emblem of the Phoenix

Sima E in Offering Salted Fish To Master (not danmei)

Chu Huang in Black Moonlight Holds the BE Script (not danmei)

(I actually don’t know any of these works. I just didn’t want to leave Queen’s section empty…)

3. Chén Zhāng Tàikāng 陈张太康 as Liang Long (Dragon Boy)

Audio drama roles:

Hua Cheng from Heaven Official’s Blessing (omg 👀)

Li Heng in Tianbao Fuyao Lu Season 1

Cheng Yixie in Kaleidoscope of Death

The Male System in Global University Entrance Examination

Zong Jiu in Thriller Trainee (OMGGG 👀👀👀)

Lin Si in Cat’s Rose

Lin Qingyu in Married Thrice to Salted Fish

Su Cheng in Welcome to the Nightmare Live

Xie Qibao in The Daily Life of Being the Campus Idol’s Fake Boyfriend

....and a lot more danmei. I thought X being in many big-name danmei AD was impressive enough, but holy shit LL’s VA is in even more of them.

4. Cháng Wéntāo 常文涛 as Mo Sha (Ghostblade)

Donghua roles:

Liu Fei in Tianbao Fuyao Lu

Audio drama roles:

Zheng Shu in Cat’s Rose

Xiao Cheng in Married Thrice to Salted Fish Season 2

Xi Chengyun in A Contractual Marriage with the Best Leading Actor

Ruan Tanzhu in Devil Venerable Also Wants to Know (OMGGG 👀)

Sun Heguang in Transmigrating Into The Heartthrob’s Cannon Fodder Childhood Friend

蛇女目 (idk how to write this as a name) in The Fallen Merman

Meng-xiansheng (Mr. Dream) in The #1 Pretty Boy of the Immortal Path

Multiple side character roles in Kaleidoscope of Death (too lazy to list them all here)

5. Jǐn Lǐ as Xiao Qiang (Little Johnny)

VA for Da Qiang (Big Johnny) hasn't been announced yet

Other animation roles:

Li Tianchen in Link Click Season 2

Nezha in the Legend of Luo Xiaohei fan animated manhua

Audio drama roles:

Kong Hongjun in Tianbao Fuyao Lu

Jiang Fang in Forces of Temptation

Jiang Xinghong and Feng Yongle in Kaleidoscope of Death

Daoist A (extra) in The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

Ling Ke in The Daily Life of Being the Campus Idol’s Fake Boyfriend

Mo Qiu in Flying Gulls Never Land (HOLY SHIT THIS IS A GOOD ONE)

young!Guan Ye in Turing’s Code

Wu Zu in Pixiu Restaurant, No Way Out

young!Gu Jianshen in Want to Ascend? Then Fall in Love

Shi An in After the Abyss Dragon Awakens

Xiao Jie in Married Thrice to Salted Fish

More of his roles can be found here. (The wrong page is linked in the TBHX Baidu page)

6. Qián Chēn 钱琛 as Loli

Other animation roles:

Yu Xia in Link Click

Su Shu in Those Years I Opened a Zoo

Young! Jin Ling, Wen Yuan, Xue Yang, and Qin Su (she’s voicing all the kids lmao) in Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation

Audio drama roles:

Zhang Ting and Guo Fei in Silent Reading

Luo Sixue in The Pheromones Say We Have No Chance

Chen Xi in Hard to Please (aka First Frost)

The blonde maiden in Forces of Temptation

young!Jiang Songyi in When Two Alphas Meet, One’s an Omega

Several side characters in After Getting A Job in the Nether World, I Became Famous (this is a good novel btw, you guys should check it out)

Apparently, she’s also in Summit Dueling (aka Beloved Enemy), but it didn’t list what role she played...

7. Zhào Shuǎng 赵爽 as Lucky Cyan

Other animation roles:

Xu Shanshan in Link Click

Lu Xiaoyu in Da Wang Rao Ming (ohh that’s cute)

The female App voice in Those Years I Opened a Zoo (So that was her, lmaaao)

Zhao Nishang in No Doubt in Us Season 2

Xiaoyao Xinghe in My Dashixiong is a Villain/My Dashixiong has a Hole in His Brain (aka What’s Wrong with my Big Brother?)

Audio drama roles:

young!Chang Geng and young!Gu Yun in Sha Po Lang (lmaaao the main characters have the same voices as kids)

Chen Chen in Silent Reading

Lily in Little Mushroom

Yao Yao in When Two Alphas Meet, One’s an Omega

Chen Jiao in After Getting A Job in the Nether World, I Became Famous

Liu Jiayi in I Became a God Horror Game (HOLY SHIT, THIS IS MY FAVORITE NOVEL!!!! And she plays the Liu Jiayi??? Oh my lord)

8. Zhāng Fúzhēng 张福正 as Ahu

Other animation roles:

Chen Xiao in Link Click

A’Tong and Xue Yang in Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation

Shao Wuxing in Those Years I Opened a Zoo

Yang Jian in The Parting of the Orchid and Cang (aka The Farewell of Changlan, Love Between Fairy and Devil) (not danmei)

Audio drama roles:

Several side characters in Sha Po Lang

Xiao Haiyang in Silent Reading

Yu Tang in Your Majesty, Stop Making Trouble (listed as Stop Bothering Me, Emperor in NovelUpdates but I think that’s a mistranslation)

Zhang Guanyao in Breaking Through the Clouds

Pro 4.0 in Turing’s Code (Pro is short for Prometheus and is an AI designed by the side characters. Interesting that Ahu’s VA has done a tech voice..)

Bai Chunian in The Fallen Merman

Lu Changting in Licking Honey off a Knife Edge

Lin Xinlan in Mist

Lu Yizhan in I Became a God in a Horror Game (another GHG character!!!)

Xiao Jue in Rebirth of the Female General (aka Rebirth of the Star General, Legend of the Female General) (not danmei, but this is a popular baihe (Chinese GL))

9. Yáng Kǎiqí 杨凯祺 as Hun Dian (aka E-Soul)

(Not familiar with any of his donghua roles, so I’m not listing them here)

Audio drama roles:

General Xiao Cai and Chen Feiyun in Sha Po Lang

A Researcher in Little Mushroom

Xiao Wu in Silent Reading

Cheng Da Lang in Liu Yao: The Revitalization of Fuyao Sect

Wang Lili in After Getting A Job in the Nether World, I Became Famous

Wen Fei in Want to Ascend? Then Fall in Love

Chen Anzhi in After the Global Evolution, I Stand at the Top of the Food Chain

Fang Xue in Pheromones Say You’re Not Innocent

Zhang Shao in Flying Ashes

Jiang Yan in The True Scandal

10. Gǔ Jiāngshān 谷江山 as Nice and Lin Ling

Other animation roles:

Jin Zixuan in Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation (OMG 👀)

Jiang Yuanzheng in No Doubt in Us

Liu Xuanyu in Da Wang Rao Ming

Xiao Nanzhu in Chinese Almanac Master

Audio drama roles:

Yuan Yang in Summit Dueling, aka Beloved Enemy (HE PLAYS THE SCUMMY MALE LEAD LMAAAO 😂)

Mo Ran in The Husky and His White Cat Shizun (HELLO??? ANOTHER SCUM GONG FOR MR. “NICE” GUY??? AGSDJHFGSDJHGFJ)

Zhang Donglai in Silent Reading

Josh (aka Josie) in Little Mushroom

Li Yun in Liu Yao: The Revitalization of Fuyao Sect

Lao Bai (is this the White Impermanence? I’ve forgotten…) in After Getting A Job in the Nether World, I Became Famous

Fang Xiaojie in Old Fogey Goes Down The Mountain

Pei Qing in There Is Something Wrong with My Capture Target

Eris (厄里斯) in The Fallen Merman

There are many roles I didn’t include and some I wished I had but was too lazy to go back and add them. I think there were more of them in Chinese Almanac Master, True Scandal, and The Fallen Merman, but I just missed it...

But yeah guys, it’s not just the JP cast. All the Chinese VAs are “stacked” as well. They’ve been in lots of big name projects.

If there are any errors in this post, just tell me in the notes or send me an ask. I went through each VA very quickly coz I wanted to get this done in under an hour so I can get back to my readings for class lol

[twstfanblog]

Hey there my lovely oomf <3

can we have some lovely bonding time with Jamil during Chinese new year?

like maybe they’re making a dish to celebrate and it ends with a kiss or smth.

thank you for your time!

Chinese New Year Prep

Jamil x Reader

"I'm sorry."

"Stop apologizing"

The prefect could only glance to the side, smiling sheepishly, "Okay. But...sorry-"

Jamil sighed, closing his eyes as he poured cooked redbean paste filling into a waiting mason jar to be cooled, "Prefect. It's fine."

"...Okay, but-"

"Look me in the eyes, right now."

They, of course, weren't going to do that. So they turned away from the annoyed vice, focusing on cleaning the third whole fish for the festivities. The prefect had made what could only be deemed a cardinal sin, mentioning their homesickness to Kalim. He had been more than willing to hear them out, offering his shoulder and ear to their plight as they talked about their home.

Making the terrible mistake of explaining Chinese New Year to the housewarden.

Now Kalim was set on throwing a New Years party, no matter what they nor Jamil did to stop him. Jamil was only willing to let them help with the sudden prep because they had insisted to the vice there were rules. And as nice as Kalim was, they were not going to let him fuck up their New Years luck.

"I just...even back home it's a lot sometimes. I can only think how big Kalim is going to make this." They finally glance to Jamil's annoyed expression, "Just...sorry..."

Sighing, Jamil reached a hand out to gently tuck a hair behind the prefect's ear, "Don't apologize for being homesick. From what you told me and Kalim, this is a big celebration for family and friends. It only makes sense you'd get sad."

"Yeah..."

"..." Jamil used the back end of a spoon, scooping up a bit of cooled lotus seed filling and offering it to the prefect's mouth, "Try this, I want to have the expert's opinion."

Laughing a bit, they opened their mouth to let Jamil feed them by hand. Humming, they felt the homesickness ease at the familiar tastes, "It's really good. How many fillings did you make again?"

Jamil looked to the multiple sealed jars of various fillings along the countertop, "Most likely too many. You gave us two traditional flavors, but the dough is so simple that I agreed with Kalim you could really fill them with anything. So I made...a lot."

"You're lucky there wasn't enough time to make salted egg yolks. They're the best, but I think with all the other fillings it should still be balanced."

Jamil hummed, turning to the prefect, "I've been meaning to ask. This is a lot of prep and regulations for a single day of celebration. I know it's a big holiday, but why can't we clean until it's been five days since the new year?"

"Ok...so...I told you there were a lot of rules...and there are...because its the new year, a lot of things are reset and set up so you have to prep your luck for the year."

"Ok? That doesn't answer why I can't clean-"

"It's bad luck. You can only clean once the fifth day happens. And afterwards the other days are good to clean as you need-"

Jamil snaps over to them, eyes narrowed in suspension, "Other days...what other days?"

"..." The prefect touches the tips of their fingers together, smiling nervously as they attempted to step farther away, "The New Years Festival lasts fifteen days..."

"..." Jamil grabbed their arm, pulling them closer and placing a hand to their cheek, "The one you behold is your master."

"J-jamil!?" They laughed, trying to pull and turn away from the vice.

"When I ask you a question, you will answer." He didn't release them, wrapping his arms around their waist.

"Jamil, calm down! I'm not going to tell Kalim, I swear!"

[doormatty3]

Surface-Dweller Traditions: New Years (Orm Marius x Reader)

Masterlist Ao3

Ocean Eyes Masterlink

Summary

[Orm Marius x Female Reader] [Orm Marius x You] Life with Orm is always a mix of discovery and contrast—his Atlantean heritage often colliding with your everyday human traditions. From decorating trees and trying festive foods to marvelling at fireworks or enduring bustling crowds, Orm’s reserved demeanour softens as he experiences the joy and warmth of human traditions with you. OR: A series of unrelated one-shots and mini-fics about the many types of festivities Orm and you share.

Wordcount: 3803

A/N: Happy New Year, guys. In this one Orm is confronted with another important tradition-New Years Eve XD

The stars shimmered brilliantly, their light scattered across the vast midnight-blue expanse of the sky, each one like a finely cut gem set into an endless velvet tapestry.

A silvery layer of snow blanketed the beach behind your seaside cottage, glittering softly in the moonlight. The waves rolled lazily against the shore. Their edges tinged with ice, the rhythmic sound a soothing undercurrent to the quiet night. 

The tree you and Orm had decorated together stood like a centrepiece, its branches adorned with twinkling lights and glittering ornaments that reflected the glow of the roaring fire in the hearth. The colourful lights spilled softly through the frosted window panes, their hues blending with the moonlight and casting gentle patterns on the snow outside.

Inside, the atmosphere was alive with laughter and warmth. Plates of food filled every available surface, a feast for the senses with dishes representing both your world and Orm’s. 

Golden-brown roasted vegetables glistened beside soft, buttery rolls, their rich aroma mingling with the briny scent of delicately seared fish. Seaweed-wrapped morsels, intricate and artfully arranged, brought a touch of Orm’s world to the table, their emerald hues a striking contrast against the warm, earthy tones of the other offerings.

Orm stood near the table, and he wore a simple knit sweater, the soft, charcoal-grey fabric hugging his broad shoulders and hinting at his strength. Faded jeans completed the look as they hung low on his hips.

His face, usually clean-shaven and sharp, was softened by a few days' worth of stubble, giving him a rugged, approachable charm. The firelight played across his features, accentuating the familiar intensity in his blue-grey eyes but tempering it with warmth. 

His blond hair, slightly mussed as though he'd run a hand through it one too many times, fell naturally into place, making him look effortlessly handsome as if he’d just walked out of the ocean, its salt-kissed waves still clinging to him.

The soft strands, a mix of silvery platinum and sunny gold, framed his face in a way that made him look almost ethereal in the warm glow.

He looked like someone who had finally found a moment to breathe.

Every now and then, his gaze would meet yours, and in those moments, warmth would fill you from within as you felt the pure love he radiated.

Arthur, Orm’s half-brother, lounged comfortably at the dining table, a casual ease about him as he nursed a drink in one hand. His signature smirk tugged at the corners of his mouth, his sharp eyes sparkling with amusement as he watched his brother. 

“Well, well,” Arthur drawled, lifting his glass in a mock toast toward his older brother. “Who would’ve thought the great Ocean Master himself would be so... domestic?” His grin widened, clearly revelling in the rare chance to tease Orm in such an ordinary setting.

Orm, standing a few feet away, stiffened slightly at the jab but didn’t take the bait. Instead, he cast Arthur a withering glare, his sharp features settling into an expression of icy composure. 

Without missing a beat, he returned to help you arrange plates on the table, his movements precise and unbothered. 

“I fail to see how assisting my partner equates to domesticity,” he replied, his voice cool and measured, though the faintest edge of irritation crept into his tone.

Arthur’s grin stretched wider, a mischievous glint flickering in his eyes. He leaned back in his chair, clearly enjoying the shift in the conversation. “Partner?” he repeated, his tone dripping with playful sarcasm. “Is that what we’re calling it now?”

You chuckled, stepping in with a lighthearted tone before the teasing could escalate any further. With a playful smile, you raised an eyebrow at Arthur. “Arthur, do you really want to challenge the man who decides if you get food tonight?”

Arthur’s smirk faltered just slightly, and he lifted his glass in a mock gesture of surrender. “Fair point,” he said with a dramatic sigh. “I’ll behave.” 

Orm turned to you, his lips curving into a soft, almost imperceptible smile as his deep blue eyes locked with yours. There was a quiet warmth in his gaze, a tenderness that seemed reserved just for you. “Thank you,” he murmured, his voice a low rumble, quiet enough that only you could catch the words.

You met his gaze, a gentle smile playing on your lips as you brushed a hand lightly against his arm, your touch warm and reassuring. 

“Always,” you simply replied—and you meant it.

The hours passed in a haze of good food and lively conversation, the three of you slipping into a rhythm that felt surprisingly natural. Arthur, ever the storyteller, regaled you with tales of his adventures, his voice rich with humour and exaggeration. 

Even Orm, sitting beside you with his arm casually draped across the back of your chair, couldn’t suppress a few wry comments about his brother’s flair for the dramatic.

His presence was comforting, his strong, broad frame leaning slightly toward you as he spoke, his blond hair catching the light of the candles that flickered on the table. His hand rested just above your shoulder, his fingers brushing lightly against the fabric of your clothing, and the steady warmth of him was a reassurance you didn’t know you needed until you felt it.

When he smiled, it was subtle, a slow curve of his lips that hinted at quiet amusement or fondness rather than the wide, effortless grins that Arthur often wore. 

It was a smile that reached his eyes—those deep blue-grey eyes that softened with affection, holding a depth that only you knew intimately. 

A smile that made his whole face warm, as though it was something reserved just for you , and in those rare moments, the sharpness that often defined him seemed to melt away, revealing a softer, more human side of him. 

He didn’t need to say anything; the way he smiled spoke volumes—gentle, knowing, and undeniably magnetic, conveying how much he enjoyed being here with you.

As the clock neared midnight, you suggested stepping outside to watch the fireworks. Arthur immediately perked up, his grin widening at the thought of the spectacle, but Orm looked slightly sceptical. He raised an eyebrow, his piercing eyes narrowing as if trying to make sense of the idea.

“Fireworks?” he repeated, the unfamiliar word rolling awkwardly off his tongue, his deep voice tinged with confusion. It was clear the concept didn’t quite fit into his world, where beauty was more often found in the stillness of the sea or the power of the waves.

You smiled softly, understanding his hesitation, and reached for his hand. The warmth of his strong fingers intertwined with yours, grounding him as you gently reassured him. “They’re beautiful ,” you promised, your voice calm and encouraging. "You’ll see."

Orm’s gaze softened, the faintest glimmer of curiosity replacing the uncertainty in his eyes. Though he didn’t fully understand what fireworks were, something in your tone seemed to ease his reservations. With a quiet nod, he allowed himself to be led outside, his broad frame casting a shadow as he stepped outside with you.

The night air was crisp and biting against your cheeks, a sharp contrast to the warmth of the cottage behind you. Arthur leaned casually against the railing, his posture relaxed, scanning the dark sky with easy confidence as if the night held no surprises for him.

His eyes were alight with the anticipation of the spectacle, a grin playing at the corners of his mouth as he made idle chatter.

Orm, however, stood close to you, his tall frame casting a long shadow in the dim light. His hand remained firmly clasped in yours, the warmth of his touch grounding you amidst the chill of the evening. 

Despite his relaxed stance, the tension in his broad shoulders was subtle but unmistakable. His eyes, usually sharp with focus, were narrowed in quiet wariness as he scanned the horizon; the same alertness that had served him well in countless battles now turned toward an unfamiliar form of potential danger. 

It was as if he couldn’t fully relax, his instincts still primed for a threat that didn’t seem to exist here. His eyes, reflecting the faint glow of the porch light, tracked every shadow and movement in the night, his wariness ingrained after years of living on the edge.

“It’s just a celebration,” you said softly, your voice cutting through the quiet tension. You gave his hand a gentle squeeze, your fingers laced firmly with his, hoping to ease the unease that lingered in his posture.

Orm glanced down at you briefly, the guarded look in his blue eyes softening ever so slightly. He nodded once, the motion small but enough to show he trusted your words, even if the concept was still foreign to him. 

Yet, even as he acknowledged your reassurance, his gaze returned to the dark expanse of sky, his features still taut with quiet vigilance. The steady rhythm of his breathing and the subtle strength of his hand in yours were the only signs that he was beginning to settle, grounding himself in your presence.

When the first firework shot upward, its trail carving a glowing arc of orange against the inky black sky, Orm stiffened beside you. 

His body, usually so composed, became rigid, the muscles in his arms tense as if preparing for battle. The sudden explosion that followed was loud and jarring, a thunderous boom that shattered the stillness of the night. The sky erupted into a cascade of golden sparks, their dazzling light reflecting off the snow-dusted ground and rippling waves, painting the scene in fleeting, brilliant hues.

Arthur let out a low whistle, leaning back against the railing with a murmured comment about the spectacle, but his words barely registered. Your attention was fixed on Orm. 

His hand, still clasped in yours, tightened with almost crushing force, his knuckles pale against the knit of his sweater. His gaze was locked on the sky, unblinking and intense, his lips pressed into a thin line as the bursts of light and sound continued.

You could see the flicker of something unfamiliar in his eyes—shock, confusion, perhaps even a trace of unease. For a man who had faced countless battles and commanded armies, this simple display of light and sound seemed to unsettle him in a way you hadn’t expected. It was as if the raw power of the fireworks reminded him of something far more dangerous and unpredictable.

“Orm?” you whispered, your voice barely cutting through the sharp crack of another firework streaking into the sky. This one arced high above, its shimmering blue trail splitting the darkness before erupting into a magnificent burst. The explosion sent cascading tendrils of electric blue, and silver sparks raining down, illuminating the snow, the waves, and Orm’s tense features in a ghostly glow.

He flinched violently as the firework burst with a deafening crack that echoed across the beach, his head snapping toward the sound as though he expected an attack. The brilliance of the explosion reflected in his wide eyes, which darted across the sky, scanning for unseen threats amidst the bursts of light. His breathing quickened, each sharp inhale causing his chest to rise and fall unevenly, the muscles of his broad shoulders coiled with tension.

Another firework soared upward, its fiery tail spiralling as it climbed before detonating into a dazzling explosion of gold and crimson. The burst lit the horizon with a flickering radiance, but to Orm, it seemed less a celebration and more a chaotic display of unpredictable power. His grip on your hand tightened to the point of discomfort, as though anchoring himself to you was the only thing keeping him steady.

“It’s an attack,” he muttered under his breath, his voice tight and edged with barely suppressed panic. His piercing blue-grey eyes were wide unfocused, as though he were seeing something far beyond the fireworks in the sky. His words were low but urgent, filled with the certainty of a man who had faced countless battles. “They’re coming ,” he said again, the tension in his tone a stark contrast to the festive display above.

You recognised the signs immediately—the way his free hand had curled into a white-knuckled fist at his side, the subtle tremor in his frame, and the way his chest rose and fell in shallow, rapid breaths.

Orm wasn’t here anymore; his mind had pulled him back into the depths of his past, to battles fought in the shadowy expanse of the ocean, to the chaos and unrelenting violence he had endured as both warrior and king. The brilliant bursts of light and sound weren’t a celebration to him—they were explosions, signals of an impending assault, echoes of a life defined by conflict.

“ Orm ,” you said firmly, stepping directly into his line of sight. Your voice cut through the tension like a blade, steady and grounding. “Look at me.”

You placed your free hand gently against his chest, feeling the rapid thrum of his heartbeat beneath your palm. His gaze wavered for a moment, his eyes darting toward you as though unsure whether to focus on the present or remain trapped in the haunting echoes of his past.

He didn’t respond, his entire body jerking as another firework shot upward, splitting the sky with a deafening boom that sent waves of colour cascading into the night. His expression twisted with raw, unfiltered fear, a vulnerability so unlike him that it took your breath away. His sharp features, usually so composed, were tense with the weight of memories that seemed to drown him.

“Orm,” you repeated, your voice louder now, firm but filled with concern. You tugged on his hand, your grip steady and grounding. “Come inside. You’re safe , but we need to go inside.”

For a moment, it felt as though he didn’t hear you, his mind too clouded by the chaos of the past—the flash of explosions, the roar of battles fought beneath the waves. His chest heaved with uneven breaths, his gaze darting wildly between the horizon and the fireworks that painted the sky with bursts of light and sound.

Then, slowly, your voice seemed to cut through the haze. His eyes flicked down to meet yours, wide and glassy, as if seeing you for the first time since stepping outside. Recognition began to surface in their depths, the storm in his mind momentarily stilling as he focused on you. His grip on your hand slackened slightly, the strength of your presence pulling him back from the brink.

“Please,” you said softly, your voice steady yet imbued with a quiet urgency. Your hand squeezed his gently, grounding him in the present. “Come with me.” The gentleness in your tone was insistent, a lifeline pulling him away from the chaos in his mind.

Orm hesitated, his broad chest still rising and falling in uneven bursts. His gaze flickered between the door and you, uncertainty etched into his features, but he didn’t let go of your hand. You stayed steady, your calm presence anchoring him, refusing to let him slip back into the storm of his memories.

After what felt like an eternity, he gave a small, almost imperceptible nod, and you began to lead him toward the warmth and safety of the house. His steps were hesitant at first, his body tense and his shoulders hunched as though bracing for an attack that would never come. But he followed you, his hand gripping yours like a lifeline.

Once inside, you closed the door firmly behind you, the sound of the latch sealing away the cacophony of the outside world. The fireworks continued, their muffled booms now softened by the walls of your home, distant and far less threatening. The warm glow of the living room embraced you both, the hum of safety wrapping around him like a comforting cocoon.

You guided him to the couch, your touch firm but gentle as you eased him down onto the soft cushions. His movements were stiff, almost mechanical, as though his body hadn’t yet caught up with the safety of the moment. 

He leaned forward, his elbows resting on his knees, his hands trembling as they gripped them tightly. His head hung low, his silver-blond hair falling forward to partially obscure his face, while his uneven breaths filled the quiet space around you. He was fighting—fighting to claw his way back from the memories that held him captive.

“Orm,” you said gently, lowering yourself to your knees in front of him so you could meet his gaze. Your voice was soft but steady, the calm anchor you knew he needed right now. “You’re safe. You’re here with me. No one is attacking.”

His shoulders trembled faintly at your words, the tension in his powerful frame still visible, but he didn’t respond. You reached out, placing a hand over his, which was gripping his knees so tightly his knuckles had gone white, and you were sure that he’d bruise himself with the sheer strength he used to hold on to it. The warmth of your touch seemed to break through the barrier of his fear, drawing his attention.

He glanced up at you then, his eyes still shadowed with the echoes of panic. But there was something else there, too—something searching, desperate for the reassurance your voice and presence were offering. You held his gaze firmly, your touch and words steady, silently willing him to let go of the battle raging inside.

His breath hitched sharply, his chest rising and falling as though he were trying to steady himself, but failing. His head shook almost imperceptibly, as if he were trying to physically dispel the memories clawing at his mind. “The sounds...” he murmured, his voice low and strained, laced with raw vulnerability. “They’re the same . The explosions, the echoes—it’s too much.”

His words trailed off, but the haunted look in his eyes spoke volumes, a silent cry for solace amidst the storm. You didn’t hesitate, gently threading your fingers through his trembling ones. His fingers were ice-cold, his knuckles still rigid from the intensity of his grip, but you held them firmly, grounding him with your touch.

“It’s not the same,” you said softly but with unwavering conviction, your voice cutting through the haze enveloping him. “Look at me, Orm. You’re not there anymore. You’re here, with me.”

Your words hung in the air, a lifeline tethering him to the present. Slowly, his head lifted, and his eyes, still clouded with fear, met yours. The storm in them began to waver, the familiar warmth of your presence pulling him back from the abyss. You gave his hands a reassuring squeeze, leaning in slightly so that your steady gaze was all he could focus on.

“You’re safe,” you whispered. “I promise.”

In his eyes, you saw the shadows of a lifetime’s worth of pain—raw and unhidden. It was the kind of pain that burrowed deep, etched into his very being by years of war, betrayal, and loss. The guarded walls he always kept so carefully in place had crumbled, leaving him exposed in a way few had ever seen. His lips parted, and for a moment, you weren’t sure he would speak, but then he did, his voice low and unsteady.

“I hate this,” he admitted, the words barely above a whisper, but the weight of them was immense. His hands trembled slightly in yours. “I hate feeling like this.”

Your heart ached at the vulnerability in his tone, at the man before you who had endured so much yet still felt trapped by his own mind. You squeezed his hands gently, your thumbs brushing over his knuckles in a soothing rhythm. “I know,” you said softly, your voice steady and full of understanding. “I know how hard this is for you. But you’re not alone. I’m here, and I’m not going anywhere.”

Your words seemed to pull him back, the storm in his eyes flickering as he focused on you. His breathing, still uneven, began to slow as your presence cut through the fog of fear gripping him. Bit by bit, you watched as the tension in his broad shoulders eased, his body no longer braced for an invisible attack. He let out a shaky breath and closed his eyes briefly as if to steady himself. When he opened them again, there was a clarity there, faint but growing, as he leaned forward.

Orm rested his forehead against yours, the gesture both grounding and intimate. His silver-blond hair, slightly dishevelled, fell forward, brushing lightly against your skin. He exhaled deeply, his voice low and filled with gratitude. “Thank you,” he murmured, the words carrying the weight of his sincerity.

Your hands stayed clasped around his, unwavering. “You don’t have to thank me,” you replied, your tone tender but firm. “I love you, Orm. And I’ll always be here for you.”

Outside, the fireworks began to fade, their brilliant colours dimming until only faint bursts of light painted the horizon. The final echoes of explosions gave way to the gentle hum of the night, the world returning to its quiet, peaceful rhythm. 

Inside, the glow of the Christmas tree bathed the room in a soft golden light, its gentle flicker casting dancing shadows across the walls. The warmth of the room wrapped around the two of you, creating a sanctuary against the chaos of the world outside.

Orm let out a long, shuddering breath, his hands remaining tightly clasped around yours, though the tremble had eased. His eyes, still shadowed but calmer now, searched yours as if trying to hold onto the reassurance you offered. “You’re my anchor,” he said softly, his voice carrying a rare vulnerability that made your chest tighten.

You leaned closer, your voice steady as you replied, “And you’re mine.”

The words hung between you, a quiet promise that needed no elaboration. Orm closed his eyes, a faint, almost imperceptible smile tugging at the corner of his lips—a sign that he was beginning to let go of the fear that had gripped him. He still held your hands as though afraid to lose the grounding they provided, but his grip softened, his trust in you evident in the way he allowed himself to relax, if only slightly.

For what felt like hours but was only moments, the two of you remained there, wrapped in each other’s presence. The world outside faded, the sounds of the last firework disappearing into the silence of the new year. The steady warmth of the room, the flicker of the tree lights, and the quiet rhythm of his breathing created a cocoon of peace. At that moment, everything else seemed to fall away—no past, no fears, only the love and solace you offered each other as the new year began.

[imimprisoned]

Poseidon: God of the Seas, Earthquakes, Storms, and Horses.

Offerings Include:

1. ocean and rain scented incense

2. conch shells

3. horse, ship, or dolphin statues

4. impossible bottles (ship-in-a-bottle)

5. blue, green, and silver candles

6. ocean and sea scented candles

7. tridents
cloaks

8. wreaths made from wild celery

9. seashells

10. sea salt
starfish or starfish decorations

11. gems such as pearls, sea glass, blue sapphires, aquamarine

12. toys or art of dolphins, fish, and/or horses

13. coral

14. mint

15. mint candies

16. art, toys, or photos of tridents

17. photos or art of the ocean

18. naturally shed shark teeth

19. sand

20. ocean scented essential oils or perfumes

21. art of hippocamp (half-horse, half-fish creature)

Prayers to Poseidon

1) Poseidon, dark-haired god of all waters, by whose will alone do sailors fare in safety. Lord of the black sea depths, swirling dark and deep, swift in thought, sure in deed, fervent in feeling, the ocean's caprice is yours,

O Poseidon; overwhelming one, I praise and honor you.

Mighty Poseidon, unfathomable god, I pray to you. You at whose touch sweet water springs forth, at whose whim the earth breaks open beneath our feet, whose pure power we feel in our bones and our blood, show me life's essence, life's rage; pull me like the tide; grant me safe harbor at last, shield me from storms.

2) May Posideon ward floods, earthquakes, and others from you.

3) Poseidon of the white-capped waves, dark-haired god of the the cold salt sea, of raging rivers and sweetwater springs,

Ancient one, in Knossos and in Thebes your name was known, carved with care on tablets of clay, spoken softly, prayerfully, in old Mycenae.

World-shaker, god who holds in hand the bones of the deep earth,

In Corinth were you well honored with games of skill and prowess;

Throughout the land your temples stood, shining and tall.

The sea depths are yours, Poseidon; your palace lies on the ocean floor, far removed from Olympos heights and yet a glorious dwelling in your wondrous realm.

Bearer of the trident, stirrer of storms, master of horses, granter to mankind of many gifts, Poseidon, mighty son of Kronos, I praise you.

[msmodesto1]

My headcanons about mercs' cooking skills and food preferences because I want + I can

TW cringe

MeDiC

Medic cooks just fine. Not good, not bad, fine. BUT! He knows how to make awesome pastries, and once you taste his cupcakes, cookies, and you are already addicted to flour drugs of his production.

DeMoMaN

Demo doesn't have time to cook his own food, and sometimes he just doesn't have the strength to do it. He eats fast food or whatever his grandma makes for him. He also likes fish. I think he really likes sea fish.

EnGiNeEr

Meat, meat, meat, and meat, as well as meat and of course MEAT. He eats and cooks a lot of meat, and he's a master at it. Everything that can be fried or grilled, he cooks very, very tasty. But it's not always healthy food, and maybe you'll have heartburn after eating it, but it was delicious and you don't regret anything.

SoLdIeR

Soldier cooks hellish dishes. The recipe is averaged, as there can be a lot of options. Soldier takes the soup, but does not heat it. The microwave is for wimps. Soldier pours the soup into the pan and starts frying it. He adds a LOT of garlic, onion, black and red pepper, flour for viscosity, and a lot of sriracha. He frying it until it starts to smoke black. Soldier never cools it down, he immediately pours mayonnaise into the pan and starts eating it. He eats from the pan, loudly scraping on the pan with a spoon. He eats, sweat stands out on his forehead. Soldier eats and mumbles "holy shit" under his breath. He often offers it to his friends, but they kindly refuse.

ScOuT

This son of a bitch has a secret spell called "fast metabolism." He can eat everything in his fridge, in your fridge, the whole KFC menu, a herd of cows, a third of the state of Virginia, and half of the US strategic reserve in case of an atomic war, and he will still remain thin as a stick, after he can still say something like "oh, dude I think I've lost some weight." He mostly eats what his mom cooks for him. But he often eats fast food.

HeAvY

Of course he knows how to cook, and he cooks very tasty. But everything he can cook is very fatty and high in calories and, not surprisingly, he eats a lot. Do you know how much he eats? If you are lucky (or unlucky) to get into his house for lunch, then you will barely finish the first course, and you will already have thoughts that you will crawl out from behind the table because you will not have the strength to get to your feet. And this is only the first course! There's also a second course, a third course, a couple of salads, dessert, and then Heavy will make you drink tea with him. Do you know how they drink tea in Russia? It's like a separate meal, only all the food is sweet. Do you think this food will last for a week? Huh, it's a regular lunch at Heavy's house.

SnIpEr

He has no taste in food. A steak with black caviar from a five-star restaurant and the fried sole of his shoe are the same thing for him. Seriously, he doesn't see the difference between a masterpiece dish and what Soldier can cook. Because of this, his food tastes either ok (if you're lucky) or disgusting. Well, yes, he put too much salt in his food. Well, yes, he confused salt with sugar. Well, yes, perhaps the entire periodic table happened to be in his breakfast. He didn't even feel it.

SpY

He loves to eat delicious food and has great taste in food, but he will NEVER cook something. He hates cooking. If he has the choice of either cooking something for himself or starving to death, he will go in search of a pen to write a will.

PyRo

Pyro can cook... They think so. In fact, their food is disgusting in appearance and taste and always has a burnt taste. It's some kind of curse, but they burn all their food. Even if they pour water into the pan, it will still start to burn.

[dangermousie]

Good morning (or afternoon, or evening, or the deepest darkest night?) to us all.

[kdram-chjh]

Cdrama: Long for Fish (2024)

陈飞宇新电视剧 《献鱼》 期待期待哦 #古装 #古装剧 #穿越 #phimtrungquoc #xuyên_không #trầnphivũ #chenfeiyu

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[firstdragonlady]

Chapter 67

She mulled over his words with pursed lips. “I suppose you’re right.”

He offered a half-hearted smirk. “Can I get that one more time for posterity?”

Effie rolled her eyes good-naturedly. “You, Haymitch D. Abernathy, are without a doubt, one hundred percent right.”

“Now that’s what I call excellent foreplay.”

Happy Fine Line Friday! (Or Thursday if you're in the US)

Won't have much time, so I'm uploading this after midnight while I'm reworking some future chapters. Just in time for the Pisces new moon, woohoo. Anyway, I can't tell if the lack of engagement with this story is from waning interest, my extended absence, or distaste with the direction of the story. Either way, imposter syndrome is rearing her ugly head. I deeply appreciate those of you who are still liking, reblogging, and commenting. Unfortunately for all of us, I've yet to master rising above external validation.

AH WELL! Take my fishing for compliments with a grain of salt. Enjoy the new kinda early chapter!

CW: IMPORTANT! This chapter contains a character experiencing PTSD from sexual violence in real time. It's not graphic, but it's blunt enough that it could be triggering. PLEASE read with discretion and prioritize your wellbeing.

[asexual-spongebob]

Wail Of The Siren - Master Post:

(stamps are by @/jolte0m !) (Last edited: December 20th, 2024) Basic info:

Wail Of The Siren is an AU where Dib and Gaz are sirens, it’s kinda an h2o like thing but instead of turning into sirens whenever they encounter water, they only turn into sirens when specifically in salt water.

Their transformation is much like that of Freeform’s Siren, which I haven’t watched but have seen some clips of.

Is post IZ: Enter The Florpus, does not line up with the comics (Other then issue 7) though because I haven’t read many of them.

Tak and Mimi are back, Skoodge and Tenn are also there after crashing on Earth.

Is ZaDr + TaGr centric, with some minor GaMf (could also be interpreted as GaMqp) KaZf, DaKf, KaSf, ZaSf, and TaSf (tenn and skoodge friendship). And also Gaz, Dib and Membrane.

Clembrane is there too :)

AU Summary:

Dib accidentally gets a chemical spilt on him and Gaz after accidentally dropping it while in Membrane’s personal lab. At first, the two don’t think much of it, other then Dib strangely eating raw fish at night a week after, until Dib and Gaz go to the beach.

Dib dives into the water, everything is fine and dandy at first. But then, he feels a strange sensation come over him, as if his legs are fusing together. They glance down at their hands in horror. They’re webbed, scaly and green.

He wonders what the hell is happening to him, but he then remembers the incident in the lab that occurred two weeks ago, putting two and two together.

The chemical had turned them into a siren. They go find Gaz to show her, Gaz is absolutely horrified, wondering what the hell happened to her sibling.

She asks what happened, Dib says he thinks it was the chemical. Gaz has an oh shit moment and wonders if that also means she’s a siren too. Dib figures that she probably is, and it is confirmed shortly after Gaz gets into the water. She’s a siren to.

After that, the story basically follows Dib and Gaz after they became sirens, with some ZaDr, TaGr and GaMf (or GaMqp depending on how you interpret it) and also Tenn, Skoodge and Keef as well.

Chapters:

AO3 Link

Wattpad Link

Links the chapters on Tumblr:

Chapter 1: The Stolen Salmon

Chapter 2: An Invader’s Return

Chapter 3: The Offer

Chapter 4: Chopsticks

Chapter 5: Song Of The Siren

Chapter 6: Hyacinth

Chapter 7: That’s What You Get When You Let Your Heart Win

Chapter 8: Calm Before the Storm

Chapter 9: Bullet With Butterfly Wings

Chapter 10: Spaceboy, I’ve Missed You

Ask and Answer:

When is Zim going to discover that Dib is a siren?

What got you into the whole mermaid/siren thing?

What are Dib and Gaz’s favorite fish?

If your fics had theme songs, what would they be?

How Would Gaz react if I gave her a bucket of Fish?

Does Dib ever tell the Swollen Eyeballs he’s a siren?

Videos/Shit posts/ other stuff regarding the AU + WOTS: The Animatics.

these are videos or shit posts I’ve made about the AU, some of which are apart of a animated adaptation of the fic I’m making. There’s also a short comic too

Wail Of The Siren as Vines

The Teabag Incident

Incorrect Quotes

Short comic, which is a redraw of when Zim found out Dib was a siren

Pinterest boards for the au!

WOTS: The Animatics:

Part 1: Introduction

Wail of the Siren: Episode 1: The Stolen Salmon.

Wail of the Siren: Episode 2: An Invader’s Return.

Wail of the Siren: Episode 3: The Offer.

Character Designs:

Tenn and Skoodge

Dib and Gaz

Zim, Tak, Gir and Mimi

Dib, Zim, Gaz and Tak as adults!

Tenn, Skoodge and Keef as adults!

Meet Sev!

Meet Ska!

Meet Vela!

Meet Ghost!

Meet Fran!

AU Lore

Part 1: Fun Facts

Part 2: Irken culture/other stuff

What Lurks Beneath the Surface:

What Lurks Beneath the Surface is a sequel to Wail Of The Siren. It takes place a year after its predecessor and is a bit more darker (while still having the humor of the original) than its predecessor. Taking place directly on Dib’s 13th birthday. Everyone knows the superstition behind 13 being an unlucky number, and that couldn’t be more true here.

Dib and his family get kidnapped by a former friend of Professor Membrane, Devon Walters. On Dib’s 13th birthday.

Unlike its predecessor, It will dives into the depths known as Professor Membrane’s past, instead of what lurks on the surface.

Installment Summary:

It’s been a year since the chemical spill Professor Membrane’s lab, a year since Dib and Gaz became sirens.

It’s now Dib’s 13th birthday, nothing could go wrong right? Yeah right.

Zim and Tak, an unlikely duo now must save their partners Dib and Gaz, and their father, Professor Membrane from the clutches a ghost of Membrane’s past.

Chapters:

AO3 Link

Chapter 1: Unlucky 13

Road Trippin:

Road Trippin is the third and final installment of the series, taking place not long after What Lurks Beneath the Surface.

In it, Zim accidentally creates a smeet while on a strange planet and brings them home. Him and Dib and their friends then go on a crazy road trip, and chaos ensues, Zim feeling nervous about being a parent, though.

It also includes the AU’s ending, where Zim and Dib become ghosts. Same w/ the others.

Installment Summary:

Not long after the “Dib, Gaz and Membrane got kidnapped” incident Zim, Dib, Gaz, Tak and the others go on a road trip for the summer. With the addition of Zim’s and Dib’s new, accidentally created smeet, Seven. Chaos ensues.

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Alt Title: a group of stupid kids go on a krazy road trip 2gether with a baby.

AO3 Link

Next Gen:

Basically my ZaDr/TaGr kiddos in the au + other ship fankids fics n info. It’s basically a spin off of the OG.

Discovery: (oneshot):

summary:

Vela discovers that she isn’t half irken and half human, but rather half irken and half siren.

Ao3 link

S.I.R.K.E.N:

Summary:

To most, Vela may seem like the average, typical and mean pre-teen girl. Even if her family is well… a little strange. (And… she’s definitely not a siren and alien hybrid…) (yeah right.)

She’s quite unpopular, and doesn’t really have friends. Well. Other than the long dead spirits she summons occasionally. But, she always treats one kid different. Ghost Wallace, a shy, timid and anxious boy. She just can’t hide a smile from him.

However, out of all of her enemies, she hates one most. Frances "Fran" McKinley. A rude, snobby, bitchy rich girl. She just so happens to be the daughter of Rick and Micki McKinley. Two famous celebrities.

Despite Fran’s recent arrival, her, Vela and Ghost became quick enemies, after Fran figured what Vela really was. A Sirken freak.

Will the three put their differences aside and become friends, or something more? Or will they continue to be bitter enemies?

AO3 Link.

Side Stories:

basically side stories for the au that I’m planning on making or have written.

Late Night Swim. - just a cute one shot w/ zim and dib.

Spooky Scary Sirens, Sending Shivers Down my Spine. (Halloween special)

Wots oneshots! Basically just a collection of one shots I’ve made for the au!

We Wish U A Merry Fishmas. (W.i.P title)

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迷 - 虎妹Huu

A song from Offering Salted Fish to Master's radio drama. I really like the lyrics. Hoping When Destiny Brings the Demon's production team buys rights to use it for the drama.

I'm assuming the 10,000 years part is an exaggeration. Like when officials say may the emperor live and reign for 10,000 years.

A rough translation of the song:

Who hid the light of the stars and made the night sky empty? It's as if you hollowed out my fantasy Once there's an obsession in one's heart, there will be ripples even without the wind Even the vegetation reminds me of you

(The earth is long, the sky is long, and 10,000 years is too much But we said, until the end of time The future is too uncertain, I can only look to the past In my memories, you're still by my side, by my side

You're the trap that I can never untangle myself from  No matter how much I think about you, I'll never get a response You put honey in my heart But in the end, it has turned into a potion that beguiled my soul

You're the fire in my heart that can never be extinguished You've made the ordinary me tragically burn for you The law of the world is that the tides rise and fall But I'm only getting more and more obsessed with you.)

The part in parenthesis is repeated again in the song.

誰把星光隱藏 夜空變得空蕩

就像你掏空了我的幻想

心一旦有魔障 無風處也起浪

連草木也都是你的模樣

地很久天很長 一萬年太尋常

可我們卻說過地老天荒

向前看太渺茫 我只有回頭望

回憶裡 你還在我身旁 我身旁

你是我 永遠解不開的天羅地網

再念念不忘也不會收到迴響

你在我心裡放了一顆蜜糖

最後卻化作迷魂的湯

你是我 永遠撲不滅的心火萬丈

讓平凡的我卻為你燒到悲壯

世間萬物的法則是此消彼長

唯獨我對你越來越癡狂

地很久天很長 一萬年太尋常

可我們卻說過地老天荒

向前看太渺茫 我只有回頭望

回憶裡 你還在我身旁 我身旁

你是我 永遠解不開的天羅地網

再念念不忘也不會收到迴響

你在我心裡放了一顆蜜糖

最後卻化作迷魂的湯

你是我 永遠撲不滅的心火萬丈

讓平凡的我卻為你燒到悲壯

世間萬物的法則是此消彼長

唯獨我對你越來越癡狂

你是我 永遠解不開的天羅地網

再念念不忘也不會收到迴響

你在我心裡放了一顆蜜糖

最後卻化作迷魂的湯

你是我 永遠撲不滅的心火萬丈

讓平凡的我卻為你燒到悲壯

世間萬物的法則是此消彼長

唯獨我對你越來越癡狂

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Unveiling the Art of Pan-Frying Seabass  Pan-frying is an age-old technique that brings out the natural flavors  of the seabass. The key lies in the balance between heat and oil; too  much heat can burn the fish while too little will leave it undercooked.  Start with a hot pan and add a moderate amount of oil. When the oil is  shimmering, gently place the seabass, skin side down. This ensures a  crispy skin and tender flesh. Remember to season the fish generously  before cooking for a burst of flavor. 

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