#lotus step

[threelivesthreeworlds]

"The young man paused for a moment. "Do you know what I want to do now?" Before she could answer, he whispered, "I want to cut open your heart and see why it is so cruel to me.""

-- Lian Song to Zuti, Three Lives Three Worlds: the lotus step book 4

[lotus-pear]

my entry for @seukorei 's dtiys!! congrats on 2k soy <3

[gravitasmalfunction]

Xie Xuechen: Time travelling to save Mu Xuanling didn't work! What can we do?

Great Useless Deity: Lol idk man. I guess there's one more thing you could try.

XXC: What?

Deity: kys

[philologicalbat]

"Tall Drink of Water"

Pairing: Di Feisheng/Fang Duobing Rated Mature Word Count: 2k Tags: Omorashi, Humiliation, There Was Only One Bed, Well there's two but Li Lianhua isn't sharing, Past Di Feisheng/Li Lianhua Summary: He has a faint sense-memory of being flung over Di Feisheng’s shoulder and carried bodily upstairs. He winces. Buries his face in Di Feisheng’s same shoulder and then, realizing what he’s done, recoils. They share a bed, yes, but they do not—well. Strictly speaking, Fang Duobing does often wake up curled up against Di Feisheng, but that’s because Fang Duobing’s sleeping body doesn’t know it’s Di Feisheng, demon lord of the jianghu. It just knows that he’s warm.

Read it on AO3.

[bbcphile]

WIP Wednesday

I'm finally back with more MLC long fic snippets for you! FDB is carrying a wounded and barely conscious DFS on his back and is about to attempt to use qinggong to get them out of the tree DFS had collapsed in. (You can find all previous excerpts here.)

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Slowly, making sure the additional weight on his back didn’t unbalance him, he planted one foot up on the branch and shifted his weight. He brought his other foot up to join him, clenching his core to stay stable.

He looked down at the ground below. He hadn’t exactly used qinggong from heights quite like this before, and certainly not while carrying anyone else or without the use of his arms, but presumably  it was the same idea. He cleared his throat. “Ok. Here we go! Hold on tight.”

“Wait,” a-Fei croaked in his ear.

Fang Duobing froze immediately. “What is it?” 

A-Fei shook his head, his hands fumbling until his left thumb was positioned immediately over the nailbed of his right hand’s fifth finger. Then he jabbed his own Shaochong acupoint with his thumbnail with a force that would have made anyone else cry out in pain. Fang Duobing gaped at him as a-Fei kept digging into the very sensitive point, with a faint, barely audible hiss as the stubborn man’s only reaction. 

“Wait, you were about to faint?” Fang Duobing yelped. Oh Gods, if his arms had slipped off of him while they were in the air and he’d fallen backward, a-Fei could have hit his head on a tree branch, or worse! Thank goodness he’d thought to use the acupoint to restore consciousness. “Here, scoot higher up so you’re draped more over my shoulder! That way, even if you let go, you’ll stay–”

“–Stop. Talking,” a-Fei snapped, his breathing labored. “Fix your technique. Or you’ll shatter your leg.”

“Oh.” Fang Duobing winced. Apparently there was more of an art to this than he’d realized. “What am I doing wrong?”

A-Fei’s answering sigh was so much heavier than he was. “Your qi is too slow. And the proportion is off. Put more around your feet and ankles. Start now and increase it as you approach the ground.” He took a deeper breath. “And you’ll need your arms,” he said, his scowl audible.

Fang Duobing shook his head and forced himself not to press them closer to his sides. “I can’t. You need them more!” A-Fei could already barely move from exhaustion; it was unthinkable that he could support his legs on his own. And even if he could, they’d both seen how poorly he responded to being that close. The emotional toll alone would be–

“–Do it,” a-Fei growled through clenched teeth, “or you’ll splatter us on the forest floor. Right arm first. Now.”

“Fine! But you better not fall, ok?” Fang Duobing’s voice shook slightly despite his best efforts. He slid his arm out from under a-Fei’s thigh and lifted it far enough away that a-Fei wouldn’t bump it as he changed position but close enough that he could catch his leg if a-Fei didn’t have the strength after all.

Slowly, jerkily, and with less grace than a-Fei had ever before exhibited, a-Fei extended his leg and wrapped it tightly around Fang Duobing’s waist. 

Fang Duobing stayed as still as possible, hardly daring to breathe.

A-Fei swallowed and dug his thumb harder into his Shaochong acupoint. “Left,” he gritted out. 

They repeated the process, a-Fei’s foot, then leg, then entire body were trembling from the effort by the time he was fully in position. If a-Fei was breathing, it was too shallow for him to feel, despite their proximity.

Fang Duobing swallowed. “You’re sure about this?” He tried desperately to ignore the fact that a-Fei’s groin was once again pressed tight against his lower back. This was absolutely not the time to–

“–Hurry and fix your qi, brat,” a-Fei rasped, his voice shaking almost as hard as the rest of him.

“I’m trying!” Fang Duobing pushed his worry and other feelings for a-Fei aside as much as he could and closed his eyes. He imagined his qi spinning faster and faster through him, on separating some to cushion his feet, ankles, and knees while the rest kept circulating.

“Arms,” a-Fei prompted, and Fang Duobing stuck his arms out to his side, feeling the qi race through his fingertips, ready to slow his descent.

“Now,” a-Fei snapped, and Fang Duobing opened his eyes, shifted his weight, and stepped off the branch.

Time slowed. Fang Duobing felt it drag against him like the air currents they flew through. A-Fei hissed other instructions at him–faster qi, lean back, not that far, bend your knees–as the forest floor grew before them. 

“Palms,” a-Fei growled in his ear. 

Fang Duobing sent out a large pulse of qi from each palm straight at the ground, just before his soles hit the floor. 

His ankles and knees twinged slightly with the impact, but that was all.

They were safe, because a-Fei had helped.

A-Fei, who had been on the verge of fainting, who had just had a qi deviation, and a panic attack, and who could barely move or speak moments earlier because of whatever horrors had haunted his mind, had used a resuscitation maneuver to force himself to save them yet again.

It wasn’t fair. A-Fei deserved rest, not having to push himself to and past his breaking point once more.

Maybe, now that they were back on solid ground, and would soon be back at Lotus Tower, they could give him the safety and comfort he needed.

And maybe, just maybe, he’d accept some of it.

[nutcasewithaknife]

Just realising that Li Lianhua doesn't have a direct line to sight to Di Feisheng when he exits seclusion in ep 5. Li Lianhua recognised him by voice alone

[frameconfessions]

I miss when Nightwave had seasons & stories instead of mixes, but I understand resource distribution needed to shift more towards the main game.

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[threelivesthreeworlds]

Hi guys !! Would you guys be able to let me know if Shaowan and moyuan get brought up in vol 4? How does it transition from the end of lotus step to how bodhi fate might potentially start?

I legit cannot wait for lotus step to get fully translated, I've been going through weibo for minor spoilers and this might be even more interesting than peach blossomss. Also I miss you guys and thanks for posting!!

The primary side ship focus of this novel volume was Xie Ming and Sejia, so while we got a little bit of Shao Wan and Mo Yuan (I think just a brief mention of why Shao Wan did something in particular as she did, alongside Xie Ming, no direct Mo Yuan content), but it was those two's whose story we saw a lot in the last volume. As well as sprinkling in of the oldest Xie twin, Xie Hualou. We got more on page instance of them in the Today and Yesterday extra, when Zuti came back. She came back somewhere in Kunlunxu while Mo Yuan wasn't there, so when one of the disciples reported a fire that was suspiciously like a phoenix's fire, he went running along with Bai Qian there. Shao Wan came back first and Mo Yuan saw her phoenix fly off without looking back, so he went off after her in his dragon form. That's all there is.

We also aren't sure if the Xie twins novels will be before Bodhi Fate (I assume, they'll be like maybe the size of the extras like we got here or for Dongfeng).

As for anyone translating it, if you hear about someone doing that, send in an ask here so we can link them, if not, we are unsure if anyone will do so beyond the few chapters on the one site we have linked, given the past way people have gone about this author after accusations of plagiarism.

Thank you for supporting us since we've started this blog, your messages are always enjoyable to answer!

[lotus-pear]

lotus... i'm deeply troubled. i just found out there's more Dazatsu fics than Kunikidazai...

life is unreasonable. people are deluded. hope is a lie.

like this is literally me rn

WTF /GEN 💀💀💀💀💀💀 i knew it was the most popular ship in japan but this…i don’t know what to say 💔

[unknownlemoneater]

@cerealkillerfr SORRY THIS TOOK ME DAMN NEAR A WEEK I GOT SICK

BUT IM BETTER NOW AND ITS FINALLY DONE!!

[notseaweedbrain]

How in the hell do you make the lotus casino scene go from fun and mysterious….

To boring ass Walmart vibes….

😤😤

[mikorens]

in gong ziyu's defense...

he wouldve gave the sword wielder position up in the first few eps to shangjue if they just asked him without berating him every 10 seconds. everyone and their mothers KNOW he is not fit to rule, hell even he knows he isn't. he's one night called by the elders and told his dad and brother are dead, shangjue is m.i.a and he's going to be the next sword wielder. i don't even think his spirit has woken up yet in that carriage ride with zishang and the next thing he knows is he's getting a good old back tattoo that prohibits him from ever going out of the valley.

ziyu grew up thinking he wont ever need to train that hard or be as good as his brothers, huanyu was there fully capable and responsible, shangjue was also there, even yuanzhi despite being the youngest. zishang and him were the outcast, though zishang kept on trying; ziyu stopped caring. what ziyu lacked in skills in fighting and lack of knowledge about ruling he was extremely kind. he's the exact opposite of what they expect a gong man should be. the man has no mean bone in his body, he has some snarky remarks sometimes but never really says anything demeaning. like that scene where they were prying his mother's medical chart and found out that it was shangjue's mom instead, he could've said something to shangjue, something mean, something that would hit shangjue like truck; but he didn't. (noticed this too with zishang in the scene with yuanzhi in the workshop where yuanzhi said something about her dad hating zishang, she could've said something about yuanzhi not growing up with a mother and father bc they're deceased, she just weeped).

we've literally seen him want to give back the sword wielder position to huanyu when he came back, he was going to give it back 100% if huanyu wanted it. what ziyu wants in the beginning was to be the next hot malewife in jiuchen valley not to be the sword wielder.

yes, ziyu had doubts and was suspicious of everyone, especially gsj and gyz, he was grieving. but literally everything would've been cleared up if (1) they just sat down and spoke to one another without trying to one up each other. the front hill gongs have this animosity between them even if they do try to deny it, you can see how much of a better-fit zishang and ziyu are when they're with the back hill gongs. if anything shangjue and yuanzhi's consistent berating of him, made him want to become a legitimate sword wielder. he just went "well damn, might as well!", spite being one of his motivations to become better is sooooo funny to me, because same. "how about the tattoo?" idk he probably would've gotten it lasered or had a matching tat with shangjue if he did give the sword wielder position to him in the first few eps lol.

[creativedifferencespodcast]

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[jt1674]

[httpiastri]

this is so horrible i hope i die what the fuck did pepe do to deserve rhis luck im going to take a 8h nap now

- 🪷

wanted to take a fifty year nap tbh

[threelivesthreeworlds]

"They were both left alone in a time without each other. She was yesterday and he was today. It took them 60,000 years to finally see yesterday become today. They were finally able to meet again."

--- Three Lives Three Worlds; Extra: Today and Yesterday