#zhang-furen

[hisapyon]

pingxie mob boss AU~ i did put glasses on wu xie but then, why he looked like huo doufu?? so i put it away haha

[minnarr]

help: word of honor and grave markers

so like. i make it a habit of pointing my camera at grave markers and memorial tablets in word of honor to extract the text because you would be surprised how much info about names you get from them but the problem is that i do not! actually! know chinese. if anyone knows what’s going on here, i would love to know, but here’s what i’ve got:

pictured above is qin huaizhang and qin-furen’s grave marker. 

it appears to have*:

[显]考秦怀章大人[之墓]

xiǎn kǎo Qín Huáizhāng dà ren zhī mù honored deceased father Qin Huaizhang daren's grave

[显]妣秦氏老孺人[之墓]

xiǎn bǐ Qín shì lǎo rú rén zhī mù honored deceased mother Qin [?shi?] old wife/mother's grave

(* I’ve put simplified characters here because that’s what I have copied into my notes but the actual inscription has traditional)

this is, again, from feeding characters into a dictionary and trying to figure out what's going on. NOW: from the dataset of the other markers and tablets I've looked at in this show, the shì 氏 usually is placed after the maiden/family name of the person whose marker it is.

Other examples pulled from the tablets at Zhao Jing’s place:

From left to right, Gu Miaomiao (Gǔ shì 谷氏), Yue Feng’er (Yuè shì岳氏), and Li Yao, Zhao Jing’s wife (Lǐ shì 李氏).

all this to wind up to ask: do Qin-furen and Qin Huaizhang have the same family name? or am I missing some context that makes the grave marker different to these tablets?

inquiring minds want to know partly because I really want to write Qin-furen at some point 

[pastelcheckereddreams]

For all that he knows A-Xu, there are still some things about Zhou Zishu that Wen Kexing finds hard to understand. 

Sometimes, for all that he wheedles and pouts at his husband, he cannot successfully divert his attention from whatever it is that is causing A-Xu to frown at his latest correspondence from Qi Ye or push the disciples an extra round. 

The disappointment, paired with a small, shameful inadequacy he will never admit to, settles into his stomach, and he will slink off to the kitchen or out into the hills high above the manor, so that he can feel close to the feared Ghost Master he once was. 

Until dutiful Han-xiongdi comes to find him.

“Zhou-furen,”* he calls with some curl of humour in his voice, alighting on the slope next to the man who shares his devotion to his Lord. “Your husband and your charges are hungry, and you have left poor Zhang-di in charge of the kitchen again. The men fear a strictly vegetarian menu after such rigorous training session, and I, for one, would really like to have some filling meat tonight.”

Han Ying sketches off a playful bow, and Wen Kexing really has to wonder at the ease Ying’er has finally been displaying lately. He thinks about making some innuendo - his younger lover has set the wordplay up so cordially, and there is that newish, teasing pout to Han Ying’s lips that Wen Kexing finds he craves so much lately in his growing tenderness for the other man. 

But his heart just isn’t in it. 

Kexing turns back to the view, the grey clouds that are rolling in over the meadows, bringing the scent of petrichor and fresh grass on the climbing wind. The anticipation of rain is sharp in the air, and the once-Ghost Valley Master finds himself leaning into it with a heavy sigh.

Han Ying’s hand brushes his elbow, then, bold and sure where his next words are surprisingly hesitant. 

“I envy you,” Ying’er murmurs quietly as he slips an arm around Kexing’s waist, trying to smother the sudden confession into the collar of the other man’s robes. Wen Kexing jerks in surprise, but Han Ying’s arms tense as he steels himself - “You’ve seen parts of him that i will never see, have a history with him that I will never know. But I am happy he has you to help him through it.” 

Something bitter sticks in Kexing’s throat. “Han-xiongdi-” he says. 

“You are a comfort to him,” Han Ying continues, pulling himself in closer, his nose cold from the chill in the air as it presses against the hinge of Kexing’s jaw. “I see it, everyday. You bring the light back to his eyes.”

It’s too sudden, too much. 

“A’Ying,” Kexing croaks, his eyes hot and wet. His hand rises to grasp Han Ying’s forearm, slung around his chest. He recalls, with a further flush of hot shame, how little he thought of his xiongdi, of A-Xu’s precious Ying’er, just mere months ago. “I-” 

He feels Han Ying shake his head, and press himself further into Wen Kexing’s back. “Xing-ge,” he mumbles, embarrassed at the endearment even as it spills from his lips, “come home?”

*title of Zhou-furen lovingly appropriated from @fractured-ice’s hanwen fic “spark to a flame” on ao3. Hope you don’t mind, lovely 🙏

[cryptidafter]

Then for the ask game 👀 Zhou Zishu or Jin Guangyao

I'll do both because I love them both a lot!

ZZS:

a song that reminds me of them - Joywave - Destruction

what they smell like - pre-TYK: very clean, pine-y. TYK: definitely alcohol

an otp - Wenzhouuuu baby (though I'm also partial to hanwenzhou in WOH universe).

a notp - Not a true notp but I can't really get into him and JBY

favorite platonic/familial relationships - his disciple-not-disciple-maybe-also-not-son Zhang Chengling, grumpy old man YBY, best bro JBY, fellow drug connoisseur Wu Xi, (Liang Jiuxiao 😔).

a headcanon that is popular in the fandom but that i disagree with - I haven't seen anything that really bugs me inside the fandom. Outside of it, I have seen people call him the villain of Qi Ye which is very hilarious to me

the position they sleep in - tucked up nice and cozy next to WKX, of course (blanket hog, pillow hog, constantly moving).

a crossover au i’d love to see them in - recently been thinking about Your Name Engraved Herein which would be perfect but also that movie is gut-wrenching enough already

my favorite outfit they’ve ever worn -

(JGY under the cut so this isn't obnoxiously long)

a song that reminds me of them - so many but definitely Halsey - Castle

what they smell like - I always think of warm incense, something kinda smoky an otp - XIYAO

a notp - JGY is my fandom bicycle so I will read almost anything if it's an interesting premise.

favorite platonic/familial relationships - VILLAINOUS FRIENDS! (XY & SMS). Jin Ling, NHS, WQ (you can’t convince me they didn’t interact at all while he was doing his spy business)

a headcanon that is popular in the fandom but that i disagree with - I can't see Lan Furen actually happening in canon, there are far far too many obstacles in the way and - more importantly - I don't think that's what JGY wanted and LXC would've known that.

the position they sleep in - dozes off upright at his desk. when he actually gets to bed, he sleeps on his side - curled up in a little ball.

a crossover au i’d love to see them in - because of recent events, I NEED a canon-compliant Hunger Games AU plz, thanks

my favorite outfit they’ve ever worn -

[thebiscuiteternal]

for the writing jam may I request something with fem!NHS and her friendship with JYL?

For the Curious

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Even just in her mind, it seemed rude to admit, because everyone was being so kind and concerned about her safety and well-being, but Jiang Yanli was going stir crazy in the Unclean Realms.

It wasn't that she had any intention of throwing herself out onto the battlefield -she had no illusions about her lack of strength or fighting skill- but she needed to do something to hold back the feelings of uselessness that were driving her to spend most of the day walking the courtyards or pacing her room.

"Hrm... well, we can always use extra hands for packing supplies for the front if you want to help," one of the overseers said when she shamefacedly brought it up. "Just ask one of the kitchen workers, they'll set you up."

And so she found herself carefully helping to dry and wrap spices and vegetables and other things that would be good for quickly cooking over campfires. It was exhausting work since they had to use talismans to speed the process and all the other assistants were low-level like her, but it did well to scratch the itch to help.

Her fourth day on the job, she was resting under a tree for her lunch break and observing some of the healers who were busily brewing and packing medicines into kits for the battlefield medics when she noticed that one of the women in the group seemed to have an odd little shadow.

Or, not a shadow, a girl. One who looked about the same age as A-Cheng and A-Xian and was trotting about barefoot despite the chilly weather.

That was strange... while Jiang Yanli had seen girls that young among the disciples and servants, all of the healers were at least her age or older, and certainly none of them dressed like this one.

An apprentice, perhaps?

The woman the girl was tailing turned to murmur something into her ear and the girl nodded, then made a short, sharp screeching sound that brought several small falcons down from the walls to collect message tubes and qi-tracking tags from the healers, some even grabbing packages by the strings tied around them.

Oh!

Jiang Yanli had heard -many, many times- about the strange, supposedly feral creature that the inner family of the Nie sect had found itself stuck with. Jin-furen had told stories of The Little Monster with an almost gleeful spite, and whenever her own mother had sighed disparagingly about her middling cultivational skill, it had always been followed up with "It could be worse, I suppose. You could be like That Embarrassment that Qinghe Nie has to keep hidden."

But...

As she watches the girl move back and forth, commanding the birds and sending them off on their assigned missions with ease most grown falconers would have trouble with, Jiang Yanli finds herself intrigued, not repulsed.

Qinghe's Hidden Embarrassment isn't feral or a monster at all! She's quite the clever little thing! And an adorable one, at that!

As the girl waves to the healer that she seems to be most attached to and then vanishes around another building at a run, Jiang Yanli's curiosity only grows stronger.

If the adults she knew had been wrong about Qinghe's young mistress being a monster, she wonders what else about the girl they'd been wrong about.

Finishing off the last bite of her lamb-filled bun, she pushes herself to her feet and dusts herself off, then goes to introduce herself to the healer.

---

It takes three more days before she sees the strange girl again.

-"You just have to be patient, miss," Zhang Min -a pharmacist for the sect- had told her when she'd expressed interest in meeting her. "Unfortunately Sang-er's got good reasons for keeping to herself most of the time. But she'll come out when she feels like it, or when the hunters' birds need her."-

She's in the middle of helping to load some jars of spices onto a wagon when she spots 'Sang-er' headed for the kitchen. Finishing with one last jar, she makes a quick detour to grab the package of dried seeds she'd prepared as a peace offering, barely managing to catch up before the other girl can vanish into what she's been told is an aviary.

"Ah-" Not good. All the running has left her too out of breath for proper introduction. "H-here. F-for... your birds."

'Sang-er' frowns and looks her over suspiciously, gaze lingering especially at the clarity bell on her belt.

But she does take the package, and opens it to peer inside without fleeing into the aviary first.

"I wasn't sure what kind of birds you have, so I just-"

"The finches will like these," 'Sang-er' says, and her voice is soft and low, nothing like the noises she makes to signal the falcons. Then, with some hesitation. "Thank you, miss....?"

She can't help the smile that blooms on her face. "Jiang Yanli, and you're very welcome. If you tell me more about what your birds eat, I'd be happy to help with supplying them."

Jade green eyes narrow. "Why?"

"Well... I'd like to get to know you. The real you, not the stories I've heard."

'Sang-er' sets her jaw slightly and looks her over again, clearly warring between curiosity and suspicion.

"Zhihua's favorite food is mashed pear, but the southeast gardens are too crowded with visitors for me to get any. Bring some, and then we'll talk," she says before vanishing behind the aviary door.

A challenge... but not exactly a hard one, all things considered.

Jiang Yanli's smile grows as she heads for the southeast gardens.

[amai-no-ura]

Qin Empire Series Netflix MBTI

Simply a masterpiece. Especially on ruling, reforms and transition of a country. Quite good, quite good.

Wei Yang (Shang Yang) - ENTJ 1w9 so/sp (Lion-Bird)

This man is so Te. All his decisions are fact-based with undertone of personal moral code. And his extremely high efficiency/energy level is also aided by his Te-dom and enneagram 1. He is more detached than Ying Quliang though, owing to both his Te-dominant and 9 wing.

Bai Xue - ENFJ 9w1 so/sp (Lion-Snake)

Ying Yu - ESFP 6w7 so/sx (Snake-Lion)

Ying Quliang (Duke of Qin) - ENFJ 1w2 sp/so (Badger-Bird)

Ideal ruler... Although his drive for perfection ultimately dooms him. He is marked with constant frustration (things should be better, he should be better, 'I don't work hard enough' - 1w2 + sp dominant) and his perchance for cooperation and persuasion rather than brute force (wing 2). His decisions are all people-based. Even his objection to the first mass executions came from a place of humanity ('harsh punishment will hurt people's feelings. What if people leave Qin for that?') He is also an excellent negotiator and mediator who is able to find a common ground with anyone. He always focuses on unity and consensus (New policy or Reform, both require change so let's discuss whether we want to change or not - Fe consensus seeking).

He always focuses on emotional wellbeing of people around him. Like, he saw Wei Yang overworking, he told him off because he 'cares' about his friend. He always focuses on people element of everything.

Ying Qian - ESFP 8w7 sp/so (Double Lion)

Duchess Dowager of Qin - ESTJ 1w2 so/sp (Lion-Badger)

Duke Xiao of Qin (Lao Qin) - ESTP 7w8 so/sp (Double Lion)

Lao Gan Long (the old cunt but smart af) - INFJ 9w1 sp/so (Badger-Snake)

His hallmark is the detachment from present reality and his attachment to a futuristic insight that everyone in his faction doesn't understand. He doesn't care if he has to wait decades to enact his plan, he knows he has to survive until then and focuses solely on that. A byproduct of his Ni-dom + 9w1 chillness (I'll wait until it's time, no need to rush). He often speaks in high abstraction that his more grounded apprentice (ISTJ 6w7 sp/so) and son find hard to understand.

He knew the timing wasn't right and waited patiently for 20 years before launching his masterplan to get rid of Wei Yang (even then being careful not to touch the reform, knowing the implication it'll bring to his cause and to his country as a whole). All of that speaks to Ni as his dominant function.

Ying Si

(First Season): ESFJ 6w7 (683) sp/so (Lion-Badger)

(Second Season): ENTP 6w5 (684) sp/so (Burnt Snake-Snake)

Gongzi Ang (yuck) - ESTP 3w4 sp/so (Glory hound Lion-Snake)

Wei Wang (Duke/King Hui of Wei) - ENTP 7w8 sp/sx (Double Snake)

Gongshu Cuo - INFJ 6w5 so/sp (Bird-Badger)

Pang Juan - ENTJ 6w5 sp/so (Double Lion)

..................................................................................................

Zhang Yi (second season)

ENTP 3w2 (379) sp/so (Lion-Snake)

Mi Yue (second season)

ESTP 3w2 (387) sp/so (Double Snake)

This version of Mi Yue is actually how I imagined her to be - a seductress with shrewd political instinct. Someone who can handle any and all situation gracefully (like how image type will be, generally) but also ruthless in her ambition and doesn't mind doing dirty things to get ahead. I love Sun Li version (which was ENTJ 1w2 sp/so Double Lion) but this version is just so iconic and bitchy.

I considered 8w7 at first, given how super aggressive and temperamental she could be, but her drive is still ambition. She is also more able to play the game, flattering people and doing image management (which are all 3. An 8 would just nail them to the ground instead of playing with them)

Wei Furen (second season)

ISFJ 9w1 sp/so

poor soul ...

[greenhills-woodtoburn-fic]

Part 3 OC List

Jiang Sect

Yu Chunhua - Spring Flower  ¦  Yu Qiuhua - Autumn Flower

Yu guard ¦ Yu Fenfang - Aromatic Fragrance

Wu Jia ¦ Fu Da

The war may be over, but Yanli's handmaidens have long been more than merely warriors; in the new world that follows Wen Ruohan's death, they remain the hidden blade and closest companion of their lady. They are re-joined by their shi-mei from Meishan, assaigned to Yanli during the war as her guard and returning to her grown and changed.

Yanli is only made aware of their arrival as it happens: the skin around Yu Chunhua’s eyes tightens, and Yu Qiuhua places a restraining hand on Yanli’s wrist, and then six purple forms detach from the shadows without a sound. Yanli cannot hide her shock. “Goodness,” she says, giddy with her own surprise, “that was very well done. I never noticed you at all!” “Hm,” Qiuhua says, and “Acceptable,” Chunhua says, which Yanli might have expected, given their exacting standards. But she is pleased to see some of her cousins preen at her praise nonetheless. A far cry from the disdain of a lifetime ago.

Another Yu relative remains in Lotus Pier, by the side of Jiang-zongzhu: Yu Fenfang, having won herself accolades during the war, now turns her attentions to the rather more mundane matters of a sect in recovery. Whether it's intricate diplomacy or arguing with a timber merchant, she diligently applies herself. Someone has too, with Wei Wuxian otherwise occupied...

Xichen pulls himself out of his thoughts and back into the moment as a woman in Jiang purple with a whip tucked into her belt approaches and bows to him. As he smiles and bows back, he searches for her name in his mind - she’s a Yu, a cousin stepped up to act as Jiang Wanyin’s right hand during the war, her manner is brusque and efficient yet still somewhat more friendly than her sect leader’s general mien. Yu Fenfang, he’s fairly certain her name is.

The Jiang Sect's rebuilding efforts are as much about the people as the place. Smaller sects who allied with the Jiang in the war have sent people - Yu Fenfang the premier example - but Jiang Wanyin has found himself sourcing disciples and servants from the common fold of Yunmeng just as often. Those like Wu Jia suffered extensively under the Wen occupation, and the least Jiang Wanyin can do is offer food, beds, and a reasonable wage.

Wu Jia - a-war orphan from a fisher family, pleased as punch when she found her zongzhu cursed as much as any sailor she’d met - laughs boldly. A-Cheng bends down and begins a well practised speech on ‘do as I say, not as I do’, when a familiar figure flies along the very same path the messenger has just taken and through the curtain.

Of course, it isn't just orphans and widows who join the revived Jiang Sect - Yanli brings a veritable army of talented individuals home with her from the wartime camps between Langya and Qiongqi, where her work as Jiang-fushi helped her build up a conphrehensive network. People who previously would never have gotten the chance are now stepping into coverted roles, like Fu Da, a farmer born of farmers before the war changed her fortunes.

She looks to the housekeeper - an older woman called Fu Da, with skin wrinkled and browned from many years working under open skies before she joined the Jiang household - and gives a quick sign with her left hand, hidden from the Jin cultivators' view by the bulk of her stomach.

Jin Sect

Dai Yanchen ¦ Tan Yijie ¦ Zhang Daxiang ¦ Zhu Jiaying

Jin-laoshi ¦  Luo-xiansheng ¦ Luo-taitai

Jin Tingguang ¦ Peng Pengfei

Unwilling to leave their beloved Chunsui-jun to his own devices on his return to Koi Tower, Jin Zixuan's commandos follow him home. Peasant-born, anti-authoritarian, and just plain strange, they find - to no-ones surprise - that they aren't as welcome in the city as its favoured son. But they're hardly going to let that discourage them. Taking advantage of Jin-furen's conditional support for her son, Jin Zixuan and his commandos carve out a space for themselves where the old guard can't quite stop them.

“You have not his impudence.” An amused voice corrects; her ever-present jingle of sharp golden hairpins heralds the arrival of Zhu Jiaying as she saunters out from one of the buildings attached to the courtyard. She gestures at Zhang Daxiang, and her friend tosses her a plum. It soars directly over Jin Guangyao’s head, and his eyes widen and dart to follow it. “Oh,” Zhu Jiaying says, belatedly, as she joins the small throng, “morning, Lianfang-zun.” “Good morning,” Jin Guangyao says, weakly. “It is,” Dai Yanchen says, interrupted and therefore somewhat behind on his timing and compensating for it with volume, “the most honourable, venerable, wonderful - it is of course Jin-laoshi!” “The elder who adjudicated Jin-gongzi's duel with his uncle?” Tan Yijie approaches and leans against one of the low tables, arms folded, “I like her. She’s a good one.” Dai Yanchen sniffs with great drama, “You don’t really appreciate her. You just like her because she let you chop Jin Guangtian’s dick off.”

Of course, not all of the older generation are against them - in the rapidly shifting climate of the city, those once-distant relations like Jin-laoshi are returning to roost, bringing with them thoughts and traditions so old that they seem new again. For the generation currently in power, it is less than ideal.

Jin-laoshi and Jin-furen are arguing. Loudly. The sect elders watch on in silence - Jin-laoshi has already bullied them into sullen compliance - while Mianmian confers with Dai Yanchen about what they should do when Jin-furen loses this argument. Which, heavens bless her, she is going to do. A Yunmeng temper is no match for a near-immortal’s endless patience.

Caught somewhere in the middle of all of this are Luo-xiansheng and Luo-taitai, Mianmian's parents. They've served in Koi Tower faithfully for all their lives, content enough with the status quo not to attempt to change it.

Her mother makes a disgruntled noise. Her father kisses her on the cheek, to mollify her, and then kisses Mianmian on top of the head as he passes. He shifts the huge tub in his arms to one hip, tugs a single white peony out of the masses, pinching off the roots as he does, and slots it carefully into her guan. “There,” he says, pleased, when he gets it to sit securely.

Not caught or conflicted at all are the likes of Jin Tingguang, followers of Jin Guangshan who refuse to be cowed by the Jin Sect's changed circumstances: noble loyalists, or greedy fools?

“Jiang-zongzhu,” the one in the lead says, “greetings from this one, Jin Tingguang, a messenger of Jin-zongzhu.” Bowing as one, they all wait, politely, for Jiang-zongzhu to address them. Jin Tingguang. Yanli recognises the name, and upon closer inspection recognises the face. Recognises all their faces.

Beyond Koi Tower entirely is Peng Pengfei, along with countless others like them. Commoners who rose in rank during the war - a rather unprecidented turn of events in an unprecidented set of circumstances - they remain loyal to Chunsui-jun, willing to come when called.

Upon landing they are greeted by Peng-duifu, a commoner who received a battlefield promotion when their gentry commander died, and kept it through until the end of the war, when they retired home with a dozen offers from different cultivation sects and no interest in any of them. Mianmian greets them, clasping their arm and pulling them into a rough embrace.

Lan Sect

Lan Wenqian ¦ Lan Jiayang

Lan Wenqian remains as competant and stoic as always, though now she finds herself with friends in far flung places, and increased regard and responsibility at home. She is often the first port of call if someone wants to get something to Lan-zongzhu quickly and discretely - presuming of course you can persuade Lan Wenqian in the first place.

Xichen has barely stepped off Shuoyue at the top of the steps when he is met by Lan Wenqian in the most emotive state he has ever seen; her eyes are wide and her cheeks slightly flushed, mouth pinched tightly in anxiety. She bows crisply and perfectly, and as always, she waits for him to speak first.

Lan Jiaying, adviser to the Lan Sect leader and elders for generations, has recently taken a more active role in the direction of her sect. Less often in meditation and more often in meetings, she has become known for her skill in what might be politely termed 'inter-generational translation'.

“Yes, zongzhu,” Lan Wenqian bows again. “Your Uncle and Lan Jiaying are in discussion with the elders about the matters within the letter.” ‘In discussion’ meaning ‘handling’, Xichen knows.

Nie Sect

Chen Shoushan ¦ Nie Baozhai ¦ Nie Enlai ¦ Nie Shunyuan

Where medicine in wartime focuses on what is necessary, medicine in peacetime may focus on what is ideal. To this end, Chen Shoushan has taken Wen Qing - in Nie robes and with an assumed name - under his wing as a protege. He now spends much of his time with her focusing on the specific health concerns of their revered Sect Leader.

Mingjue goes to see Chen Shoushan, who reads Huaisang’s mysterious and rushed letter and immediately bullies everyone else out the room, sending one beleaguered trainee to search for Wen Qing.

Peace has done well for others in Qinghe too, but even in these days of rest those with responsibilities to their people must always be ready to act. Nie Baozhai, Quatermaster to the Unclean Realm, and Nie Enlai, one of the foremost Nie Sect elders, are two such individuals.

“Our elders won’t be so reticent, I should think, but just in case, have Nie Enlai come meet me for lunch, so we can head that off at the pass. I’ll want a meeting with Nie Baozhai too, to make sure we can outfit a warband without having to send out for provisions.”

With fewer responsibilities by far than the others is Nie Shunyuan, whose greatest concern on a given day is the state of her sabre and the promise of a hunt. One of the innumerable warriors Nie Sect trains, she does as her younger, mainline cousins do: seek evil, and fight it.

Nie Shunyuan sidles up to him and slings an amicable arm around his shoulder. “How’re you doing, shi-di?” She’s one of his older cousins many times removed, taller than him by a whole head and exceedingly proud of it. Right now, she uses that height to pull him off balance and ruffle his hair a little. “I’m going to throw you off the mountain.” He tells her. She’s one of the ones wearing a fake moustache.

[vyther16]

WiP Wednesday Masterlist (2021 edition)

Sorted by date, all links to their respective tumblr posts

06 Jan (Fight Breaks Sphere | missing scene) x

13 Jan (jol/qyn | alats ch 2 alternate scene) x

20 Jan (mcu | Of Child Soldiers and New Beginnings) x

03 Feb (fanuni | Sarathae & Elandorr first meeting) x

10 Feb (wolf/ldx | soft smut beginnings w/o the smut) x

18 Feb (jol/qyn | scene rewrite ft yby & fx) x

25 Feb (jol/qyn | alats au ft Yan Bingyun whump) x

04 March (jol/qyn | alats au ft Fei Jie & Yan Bingyun) x

11 March (woh/shl | JAL au opening scene) x

17 March (tsotmd | Wang Zhi gets a fckn nap) x

25 March (mdzs/cql | fierce corpse!wen qing au) x

14 April (woh/shl | jal au Han Ying edition) x

21 April (fanuni | Sarathae tortures an abuser) x

06 May (jol/qyn | Teng Zijing Character Study) x

26 May (potc | immortal!trio fic ft. Jack character study-ish) x

07 July (woh/shl | jal au sequel: unnamed minor woman no. 2 (Zhang-furen)) x

21 July (jol/qyn | fix-it/break-it yby gets stabbed instead of sxj) x

08 Sept (jol/qyn | yby gets stabbed continuation) x

15 Sept (one piece | sanji time travel (or is it) beginning) x

23 Sept (one piece | short Nami & Sanji snippet) x

29 Sept (one piece | ichiji feels snippet) x

24 Nov (fanuni | sarathae captivity musings) x

22 Dec (one piece | Rebecca feels) x

[momosandlemonsoda]

🌹🌹🌹

Oh, thanks, @s1utspeare. Three roses mean three sentences:

When he hears Liu Sang is returning to camp, Zhang Qiling is baffled. He’s supposed to be taking care of Wu Xie, which Heaven knows is a thankless fucking task, not running around trying to find Thunder City with the rest of them. It’s even more baffling that Liu Sang comes straight to his house without stopping to greet Wu Erbai-- Liu Sang has generally been scrupulously correct in handling Wu family precedence, which is part of the reason that Hei Xiazi keeps calling him Wu furen.

This is from the arranged marriage!au, which is tracking pretty closely to Reboot and this is after Wu Xie's lung disease has been revealed and he gets sent back to the city.

[shijiujun]

Okay I’ve decided to do a single rec after I finish one novel hahaha because if I wait to get around to it all it’ll never happen! Anyway because @sarah-yyy​​ has been reading it and I’ve gotten a lot of asks/replies on this, I’m just going to do one huge list for one of my faves so everyone knows what’s going on and where to find things XD

- Part of Min’s ‘Why You Should Read’ Series -

Summary: 

This is set in a historical setting where men can marry other men, but it’s usually reserved for sons who were not borne by the official main first wife of the patriarch of the family, i.e. a son born by a concubine in a family may be forced to marry a man to keep him from being able to become the next family’s patriarch for example. This is because any family’s next leader needs to be able to have children with a wife who married in as a zheng shi (lawful wife), and not a ce shi (second wife) or any other concubines/mistresses etc. Most of these men who marry other men have to take them as their zheng shi and lawful spouse in a sense, and the same goes for the royal family.

The story starts with third prince Jing Shao, who was forced to marry Mu Han Zhang, a Marquis’ second son, by the Empress and Emperor, thereby officially and effectively cutting him out of the race for the throne. He’s mocked by the public as everyone knows what this means, and for the next 10 years, he neglects Mu Han Zhang, blaming him for his predicament, and deliberately showers his three other concubines with affection in front of him, but 10 years later, when Jing Shao is accused of treason, everyone leaves him except for Mu Han Zhang. They are chased to the edge of the cliff by soldiers, and Mu Han Zhang dies in his arms having taken an arrow meant for him earlier, and Jing Shao jumps off the cliff with his dead body, and promises that if there’s a next life, he will do everything Han Zhang says, and love him.

He wakes up immediately on the night of his marriage with Han Zhang, and realizes that he’s been given a second chance to make everything right. Han Zhang is definitely afraid of him, humiliated and angry when he first wakes up after how rough Jing Shao was with him earlier on their wedding night, and he has no memories of their past life. Jing Shao then sets to SHOWER HAN ZHANG with affection, love and basically everything, because he realized that this is the only person who stayed by his side until the end, and then he falls in love with Han Zhang properly this time, and also deals with every single person who maligned and schemed against him in his previous life, with Han Zhang by his side.

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Characters:

1. 景韶 Jing Shao - 3rd Prince and is the first out of his three other brothers to be given a title 成王 (cheng wang). He’s referred to as 王爷, and also 小勺 (xiao shao) by Han Zhang. Went out on his first war when he was 14, and was thus given a title before any of his brothers. He’s known for being a merciless, cold and fierce army general/commander, but this was before his second life with Han Zhang, where he puts on like his doting mode and is basically a dumbass XD who listens to Han Zhang with a lot of trust, which is cool and all.

He marries Han Zhang when he’s 19, and in his first life he was very reluctant and resistant, and neglected Han Zhang for 10 years, until he was charged with treason and hunted down. 

In his first life he wanted to snatch the throne, even from his blood-related brother Jing Chen, but more out of spite than anything else because he felt he was dealt an unfair hand by having to marry Han Zhang. Not only that, but Jing Shao is not his father’s favourite son, and he always felt that the emperor was biased against him. Anyway, a huge accumulation of daddy and anger issues, which is fair.

When he realizes that Han Zhang died for him, he decides he will be good to Han Zhang if they are reborn in their next life.

2. 慕含章 Mu Han Zhang - The 2nd son of Marquis Bei Hou’s, born to a concubine. He’s called by his 表字 which is 君清 (jun qing) by Jing Shao. Official First Wife Bei Wei Hou-furen and her son (who is in line to inherit the Marquis title from his father) has bullied him all his life, and wanted to push him into greater desperation by marrying him to Jing Shao, knowing he will suffer at the hands of the supposed merciless/heartless wangye. He has a weak body because of an accident when he was younger, and in his first life he was really sick after being neglected for 10 years, and knowing this in their second life, Jing Shao does everything he can to take care of him.

He is incredibly smart, has a brain for business and sales, and is also very good at handling people, especially scheming ones. He aids Jing Shao in the beginning of their second life, and then Jing Chen later as well, as both brothers begin to fight to put Jing Chen on the throne, against the 1st and 4th Princes. Is an incredibly good tactician in war as well.

3. 景琛 Jing Chen - 2nd Prince, Jing Shao’s blood related older brother who is handsome af too. His title, given later in the novel, is 睿王 (rui wang). He was misunderstood by Jing Shao in the first life as Jing Shao thought it was his brother who led to him marrying Han Zhang, and because he’s not very good at expressing himself and shows his concern to Jing Shao by nagging at him, Jing Shao always thought he hated him. In their second life, Jing Shao already knows that Jing Chen loves him and did a lot for him in his first life, and so trusts his brother and supports him right off the bat, because Jing Chen is indeed the most suited person for the throne.

He has a wife and a concubine, 3 sons and 2 daughters at this point. He ends up helping Jing Shao a lot, and when he realizes that Han Zhang is way more adept at politics and the whole scheming thing than Jing Shao is, he begins trusting Han Zhang a lot more as well! There’s a surprise with Jing Chen hahaha which I loveee and could see, but wasn’t sure until they confirmed it in the last few chapters AHAHAHAHA.

Other Notable Characters:

1. Song Ling Xin (Second Wife) on the left, and two other concubines on the right

They’re pretty much vying for Jing Shao’s attention, but at this point apparently he hasn’t slept with any of them before. Song Ling Xin is the daughter of the Military Department’s Head Song An, and Jing Shao married her initially out of interest. The right most concubine (I forgot her name oops) was a gift given to him by his oldest brother, the 1st Prince. The two of them played a huge role in Jing Shao’s downfall back in his first life, and so in his second life, he especially detests Song Ling Xin. Plus the three of them keep bullying Han Zhang in the beginning, but thankfully Jing Shao is like: “Anything my Jun Qing wants”. They don’t stay around for long either, watch as Jing Shao gets rid of them like he’s swatting flies.

2. Xiao Yuan & Zhou Da-Ge

This is another male couple who’s been married for 7-8 years if I recall. Xiao Yuan is one of Jing Shao’s important allies and friends in the second life, because in Jing Shao’s first life, this was one of the only young officials in court who spoke up for him when the accusations of treason came about. Zhou Da-Ge is his husband, who is a cook running a restaurant in the city. Whenever Zhou Da-Ge bullies Xiao Yuan in bed a little too much, Xiao Yuan punishes him by making him wear colourful clothes out (pink, bright yellow, purple, etc.) and thus he has a reputation for being eccentric and a weirdo, but oh well, all for love.

3. Gu Huai Qing

One of Jing Shao and Jing Chen’s most powerful allies, and he becomes blood-sworn brothers with Jing Shao without realizing who he is. Later he takes a liking to Jing Chen.

(Will update with photos when they come out, but they’re a bit further into the story so we won’t have them for a few months yet ahahaha)

Amazing Scenes:

Jing Shao & Han Zhang first looks in the manhua

Jing Shao being THAT clingy husband and helping Han Zhang to wear his clothes properly so cute!!!!!

Han Zhang and Jing Shao in their first lives (10 years later), about to die, sad and then Jing Shao jumps down the cliff with Han Zhang’s corpse, regretful cuz he a dumb bij

Jing Shao unable to resist kissing Han Zhang’s cheek, realizes what he’s doing, and gets embarrassed LMAOOOO 没出息!!!!!!! (This is different from the novel, because in the novel Jing Shao just kisses and is done with that, the embarrassment part is drawn in only in the manhua hahaha)

Other Things I Like in the Novel:

Jing Shao is like, he does a 180 entirely and he is very cognisant of all his faults and what he did wrong previously, and how badly he treated Han Zhang, so he legit forces his brain to go “I will listen to Jun Qing from now on” and he really sticks to it!

Loves kissing and teasing Han Zhang, but doesn’t force him into bed after their wedding night, and instead goes to Xiao Yuan and asks for tips on how to make his partner feel less scared about sex

The both of them end up with a pet tiger?!! That’s called Xiao Huang (little yellow) LMAO

They nap together a lot which I love <3333

Jing Shao knows he’s bullied at home, so when they go back to the Marquis Bei Hou manor, he holds Han Zhang’s hand in front of everyone to let them know Han Zhang has someone to back him up

Brings Han Zhang to war because he “cannot concentrate if Jun Qing isn’t with me at all times” - and asks for special permission to do so

Han Zhang notes that since he married Jing Shao, as the ‘wife’ he is supposed to serve Jing Shao, but it’s always Jing Shao serving him - Getting water for him, bringing him to baths, putting clothes on for him, putting food in his plate if it tastes nice, massaging his back and waist etc. - and best is he doesn’t have to deal with any in-laws?!! HAHAHA

Jing Shao gets revenge on those who hurt Han Zhang when he was younger for him, and the outcome is pretty hilarious but well-deserved

EPILOGUES are cute af!!!!

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for the whump prompts, brigid my beloved 💕 either heihua 'Don't give me that bullshit', or fuba 'I knew it, you're sick.' 'Go away'

JACK MY LOVE!!!! GIVING ME THE FUBA!!!!!!! THIS IS SO GOODDDDD i love u. also yeah i'm obviously doing fuba who do you take me for

Send me a prompt and some characters and I'll write some whump!

Ba-ye is... well. He's not doing great.

He's not bad, really. It's just a cold, more than likely, maybe a flu if he's that unlucky, but nothing he's going to die from. It's just a headache and swollen sinuses and full-body aches and chills and a fever and... well, maybe he's less fine than previously anticipated.

That doesn't mean he's going to take the day off, though. He hasn't been able to read fortunes for weeks now because SOMEONE keeps dragging him off into tombs and on expeditions and not letting him run his business, which is what he's supposed to be doing with his life, but Fo-ye apparently thinks that all of Ba-ye's time is fully his. Which is generally is. That's beside the point.

The point is that even if he wanted to, which he doesn't, Ba-ye really doesn't have the means to take a day off, not when he doesn't know when he'll get a chance to actually do business again. He has an assistant to pay and turtles to feed. He can't be sick.

The universe, unfortunately, thinks otherwise.

He's gotten through about four customers, and each one had been harder than the last. His most recent was a woman who wanted to know whether or not her son would be able to find a good woman to marry, and even though Ba-ye had told her that he wasn't able to tell her son's fortune from her palms, she had insisted, so he had come up with some vague answer that sounded at least half-believable and wasn't specific enough for her to come after him later and demand why the fortune had been wrong. He doesn't normally like swindling his customers like that, but desperate times.

So now he's got his face resting on the tabletop, head turned to the side and arms dangling, feeling like he's just ran through a tomb and gotten kicked by a horse, both of which he has had the great misfortune to experience. He's honestly contemplating just shutting the store down now, because he doesn't think that he'll be able to do much more in this state, but before he can make a decision one way or another, there's footsteps on the floor, and he sits up so quickly that his head spins.

It's not a customer, though, just Zhang Rishan, who enters with his strides sure, but his face open and his shoulders hunched, as if he's not sure whether or not he's allowed in Ba-ye's shop. This is very stupid, because of course he is. He's even been here before, though not nearly as often as Fo-ye, which makes Ba-ye wonder why Zhang Rishan is visiting him now.

"Zhang fuguan," he says, trying not to sound as congested as he feels. "To what do I owe the pleasure?"

"I came to deliver a message," Zhang Rishan says, looking around as though he's expecting ghosts or something to start flooding from the walls.

"From Fo-ye?"

"No," Zhang Rishan says, "From Zhang Furen, actually."

Ba-ye raises an eyebrow. "When did you become Yin Xinyue's messenger boy?"

"I'm not," Zhang Rishan says, "But Fo-ye's at a tribunal and I got kicked off the training grounds."

"Why?" Ba-ye asks, curious.

Zhang Rishan looks mildly unhappy. "I broke two of the training dummies, so Fo-ye told me to go home."

Ba-ye wants to laugh, but his head hurts too much. He coughs, clears his throat. "How did you manage that?"

"I don't know," Zhang Rishan says. "I kicked them."

If Ba-ye hadn't seen the Zhang strength in action, he wouldn't have believed that Zhang Rishan did enough damage with just his legs, but he has, so he does. "What does Furen want?" He coughs again. Gods, his throat is sore.

Zhang Rishan frowns, a little fold appearing between his eyebrows. It's very cute, the way his nose scrunches up and little indents appear at the corner of his mouth. "She wants you to come to dinner. Are you okay?"

"Fine," Ba-ye says, even though his head is pounding, and he can't breathe through his nose correctly. He wants to go to bed. "Dinner?"

Zhang Rishan nods, still looking at Ba-ye suspiciously. "Fo-ye's supposed to be home on time for once, so she thought it would be nice if you and Er-ye came over. Jiu-ye too, maybe, if he's free. I'm supposed to go to him next."

Ba-ye sighs, because while he would like to have dinner with his friends, he's not so sure he'll be able to get from this table to his room without having to take a break, much less across town to Fo-ye's house. Plus, he doesn't want to get any of the rest of them sick, even if they're all stronger than horses. It hasn't been that long since Fo-ye and Er-ye were unresponsive in a tiny village, and he really doesn't want to put any more stress on their delicate health (he knows both of them would pin him down with their twin glares if he said that to their faces, but it's a funny thought).

"Tell Zhang Furen thank you, but I'll have to decline for tonight," Ba-ye says. "I'm not planning on closing the shop until late." Actually, he's planning on closing it as soon as Zhang Rishan leaves, but he can't tell him that. It's a good excuse.

Zhang Rishan does not look as though he's going to accept this. "Ba-ye."

"What?"

"You're... you don't look like yourself," Zhang Rishan says slowly, apparently trying for tact, but not especially good at it.

"Thank you," Ba-ye says sarcastically. "I appreciate that."

"I don't mean it like that," Zhang Rishan protests.

"Well, I can assure you that I'm—" He's cut off by his breath catching in his throat, and then he's coughing, the sound rough and grating on his throat, and he doubles over in his seat, trying to get his breath back.

"Ba-ye!" Zhang Rishan exclaims, and Ba-ye hears him rushing over, a hand on his back, even though he's distracted by his lungs trying to come out through his mouth. "You... breathe, Ba-ye. Please."

Ba-ye thinks, what do you think I'm trying to do? but he takes Zhang Rishan's advice and tries to quiet himself, letting Zhang Rishan's hand between his shoulder blades become an anchor as he rubs little circles there, trying to help Ba-ye work out whatever's trying to come up, and eventually he gets it. His breath is still a little rattly, but at least he's not dying anymore.

"I'm fine," he gasps.

"No," Zhang Rishan says, "You're not. I knew it." He sounds accusing, as though Ba-ye had chosen this. "You're sick."

"Not," Ba-ye says. "Go away." He waves towards the door. "Go give Jiu-ye your invitation. I'm fine."

"Ba-ye, you're—"

"See, I'll prove it," Ba-ye says, and stands up. This turns out to be a mistake, because the next thing he sees is the ground, and the thing after that is darkness.

***

He comes to in his own bed, which he knows by the smell of the bundles of spices he has tucked under his pillows to ward away spirits, and the weight of the comforter over him. His glasses are gone, so everything's fuzzy, but he suspected it would be anyways.

There's footsteps, again, somewhere just out of sight, and when he turns his head to the side to try and pinpoint them, he sees Zhang Rishan wearing a path in his floorboards, his arms folded so that his hands are each holding the opposite elbow, like he does whenever he's nervous. Ba-ye wants to give him a hug whenever he does that, because otherwise it looks like Zhang Rishan is trying to hug himself, to get any sort of comfort he can, and Ba-ye doesn't like the idea that Zhang Rishan needs a hug and is too afraid to ask for one.

He clears his throat and is surprised to find that his voice isn't nearly as hoarse as he expected it to be. "Fuguan."

Zhang Rishan stops pacing immediately, whirling to the bed and dropping to his knees besides Ba-ye, so that he's looking him in the eyes. It's a strange position, in all honesty, and Ba-ye has to blink a few times before he gets used to the sight in front of him.

"Ba-ye," Zhang Rishan says. "How... are you alright? You passed out, and so I carried you here, I hope that's okay. I was waiting for you to wake up before I went and got the doctor, but you were really quiet for a long time, and I didn't know if I should leave you or not, and I didn't want to go before you were awake, so I just. I stayed. Um. There's water, do you want water? Do you need anything else, do you—"

"Zhang Rishan," Ba-ye interrupts him. "Stop. You're making my headache worse."

Zhang Rishan snaps his mouth closed so quickly that his teeth clack together.

Ba-ye sighs. "That wasn't an order," he says. "I'm not Fo-ye."

At the mention of Fo-ye's name, Zhang Rishan flinches, which is perhaps the strangest and most worrisome thing that Ba-ye has ever seen, and he's immediately on guard. First Zhang Rishan was rambling, and now he's wincing because of Fo-ye.

"What's wrong?" he asks sharply. "What's the matter?"

Zhang Rishan blinks at him, confused. "I don't... I'm fine, Ba-ye, you're the one who's sick."

"You flinched," Ba-ye says, already struggling to sit up, even though it makes his head whirl. 

He closes his eyes to stave off the lightheadedness, but what he's not expecting is for Zhang Rishan to grab both of his shoulders, making his head flop back a little, and cry, “Ba-ye!” 

Ba-ye blinks his eyes back open, pulling his head back in surprise. Zhang Rishan seems just as shocked, but he doesn’t pull away, just stares at Ba-ye with his eyes wide and scared. 

“Zhang Rishan,” Ba-ye says slowly, almost a whisper, because his voice is too crackly to really convey what he wants it too. “Why are you looking at me like I’m on death’s door?” He wriggles his shoulders free, takes Zhang Rishan’s hands and puts them on the mattress, keeping his own on top of them. “It’s just the flu, I’m pretty sure. I’ll be fine.” 

Zhang Rishan looks down at their hands, at Ba-ye’s cupping his, even though Ba-ye’s are smaller. 

“You passed out,” he says, his voice very low and very soft. “You passed out, and you wouldn’t wake up.” 

Oh, Ba-ye thinks, Oh no. He knew that Zhang Rishan had had a hard time with Fo-ye’s illness, his anxiety on overload at all times for days, but he hadn’t thought about what would happen now. Fo-ye’s better. They solved it. Everything’s fine. 

Apparently not. 

“I’m okay,” he says. “It’s not the same kind of sickness. I didn’t get it in a tomb.” He snorts a little, the sound much grosser than normal given all the phlegm in his head. “Actually, I’m pretty sure I caught it from the fishmonger, that idiot.” 

Zhang Rishan still isn’t looking at him. “You’re still sick.” 

“Yes,” Ba-ye sighs, “I suppose I am.” He turns his head to the side to cough. “But I’ll get better. All by myself, too. I promise.” 

“Don’t,” Zhang Rishan says unhappily. “Don’t promise things.” 

Ba-ye winces internally. He forgets, sometimes, that Zhang Rishan is only twenty, and even though he’s seen a lot more than many of them (Ba-ye still doesn’t know what all the lieutenant has seen), he’s only just barely an adult. He needs looking after, sometimes. 

“Okay,” he says, softly, trying to be reassuring. “I won’t promise things.” 

Zhang Rishan takes a moment, a breath, and then he stands up and straightens, his arm twitching by his side as if he’s going to salute Ba-ye, like he would Fo-ye, and Ba-ye would think it was funny if he wasn’t watching Zhang Rishan very clearly trying to scramble the pieces of himself back into place. 

“I’ll go get Mo Yisheng,” he says. “She’ll be able to help.” He takes one last look at Ba-ye, as if he’s trying to memorize him before he goes, and then disappears through the door, his steps so light that Ba-ye hardly hears him go. 

[kimmyyang]

210503 My favorite moments & translations of the SHL concert including the warming up livestream

1. Zhao Jing calling fans adopted sons and daughters during the livestream and revealing that there will be a game where they hug each other, telling fans to look forward to it (he knows what we want to see haha).

2. Gong Jun arrived at the livestream first, but he still waited for Zhang Zhehan and told Zhang Zhehan to introduce himself first.

3. Zhang Zhehan saying he will talk less as he needs to take care of his throat for the actual concert, so Gong Jun talked mostly in the livestream (translation is here).

4. In the beginning of the concert, ZZH introduced himself: "I'm your Ah Xu." (T ^ T)

5. The MCs asked the casts to write down their top 1 iconic scene, some of them picked the scene where Gao Chong died. GJ & ZZH were having a discussion and the MCs were like "why do these two have to discuss their top 1 scene?" (yeah, you just need to write your own fave scene, it's not pair work LMAO) ZZH picked "you're not worthy" scene where they had to fight against Ye Bai Yi, and GJ picked the sun basking scene where they called each other 'Lao Wen', 'Ah Xu' 3 times. ZZH said: thanks to Gao dage's iconic scene, they got to rest haha.

6. Gao Chong, Zhao Jing & Shen Sheng sitting behind GJ & ZZH wrote "Lao Wen ♡ Lao Zhou" on their whiteboards, they were laughing so much while holding it up.

7. When they played the sun basking scene, the MCs asked GJ "you were pretty focused when watching the scene." GJ replied, "it reminded me of the time when we were filming, it felt so warm just like now, I'm being surrounded with love."

8. MCs said that ZZH added the part where calling Lao Wen's name 3 times. ZZH said: "yes I even asked GJ to call Ah Xu 3 times, I like the number 3 and calling the names 3 times shows 3 different emotions". When MCs asked them to reenact the scene, I heard CWN saying he wants to see it. (I hope I didn't mishear it lol and the MCs were smiling so much while watching them)

9. After ZZH finished singing Gu Meng (T ^ T), the fans were all screaming 'lao po'. XDDD

10. At the beginning of the game segment, when the rules came up on the screen. Fans were screaming loudly and ZZH said: "did you guys even read/ understand it to be screaming like that?" And one of the MCs said: "shouldn't that be Ye Bai Yi's job to diss people?" (The MCs definitely did a lot of prep before the concert haha XD and that is the hugging game Zhao Jing talked about in the livestream)

11. GJ & ZZH were laughing hehehehe when they found out they got the same number.

12. The MCs had to say a number, they have to find enough people to make that number. At one point Ye Bai Yi was with 3 actresses, and ZZH said: "Ye Bai Yi you're a guy and you're hugging 3 girls??? I didn't expect you to be like this." (AHAHAHAHA)

13. I missed out on what happened with CWN & GX, but it seems that they wanted to get eliminated together. (T ^ T)

14. So at the end, ZZH and Cheng Ling won the game and GJ was like: "the person who won the game will sing until tomorrow's concert." (LOL)

15. GJ said: "I feel like you guys planned it out to make me lose the game." (ZZH called 'Lao Wen' 3 times here ahhhh GJ kinda just gave up lol) "Am I right, didi?" Cheng Ling replied yes. ZZH asked GJ to dance as a punishment but GJ forced ZZH to dance and ZZH was like why do I have to do it when I won the game?? Then ZZH sang and GJ danced to 爱的恰恰 (so cute I cry) GJ couldn't do the dance properly, he explained: "I need to save my energy, I have to sing later."

16. When they were picking the winners for the prizes, GJ said: "it's so unfair to the bottom floor, they haven't won anything." ZZH then jokingly added: "the people on the bottom floor, they're super fast at getting the tickets and they're pretty rich too." (because the tickets are more expensive) GJ jokingly followed: "then let's pick someone from level 3, haha I actually did pick out level 3 (from the bag)."

17. Another game, the MCs asked them to say something fierce to the other team, GJ was facing his teammates and kept saying (I can't remember what he said) really loudly. And ZZH was like did you not understand (the instructions) why are you shouting at your teammates? (AHAHAHAHAHA come on I don't think he would say anything fierce to his lao po XD)

18. I can't remember what happened but Ye Bai Yi shouted: "卧槽 (fuck)" during the game segment. (really loudly!!! and I haven't heard any Chinese actors/ celebrities say that in public lmao)

19. GJ couldn't find all the nails on ZZH and asked: "where did you guys hide it?" Ye Bai Yi lifts up ZZH's clothes and said: "here". GJ said:" I can't reach there, they won't be able to broadcast it." (asdfghjklfuuuuu)

20. When they reenacted the "you're not worthy" scene and still bickering like 3-year-olds XDDD

21. When Cao Wei Ning & Ah Xiang were singing Yuan Mie, Ah Xiang got so emotional she cried and messed up, so Cao Wei Ning sang her lines and held her hand really tightly. (I CRIEDDDD)

22. Afterwards, ZZH & GJ walked out with Cheng Ling (then everyone came out too). GJ forgot to bring the red bracelets and ZZH was like "where are the red bracelets? Lao Wen did you give it to someone else?" (AHAHAHAHA)

23. When they had to put the red bracelets on each other's wrists, CWN's hands were shaking so much, you can literally feel how nervous he is through the screen. (sobs) CWN called Ah Xiang "Cao furen (my wife)" and GX called Cao dage "my husband". (T ^ T)

24. When Xi Sang Gui came into the centre, she said: "Ah Xing (WKX) when will it be your wedding?" GJ just smiled and side-eyed ZZH. XDD

25. GJ said that SHL means a lot to him, it's a special, irreplaceable drama to him. I think he also thanked ZZH. ZZH said: "thank you shanrens who're here and watching in front of the screen for giving us the chance to dream and made our dream come true. (no, thank YOU for bringing Ah Xu into our lives T ^ T)

26. Picking winners again and CWN was trying so hard to find the bottom/ centre area card. (so cute)

27. ZZH & GJ singing Tian Wen, ZZH got confused at the start and GJ helped him to get back into the right key, they both laughed and it was just so cuteeeee. And GJ said: "everyone together" which made ZZH laugh cuz you don't usually say that during a slow song lmao.

28. Liu Qianqiao presented 嗑 upside down which is phonetically “嗑到了/ kdl” and it means my ship (cp) is sailing.

Day 2

[audreydoeskaren]

These are some books/articles that you may be interested in:

The Modern Girl Around the World: Consumption, Modernity, and Globalization (2008)

Fashion, Identity, and Power in Modern Asia (2018)

Producing Norms, Deining Beauty: The Role of Science in the Regulation of the Female Body and Sexuality in Liangyou and Furen Huabao by Jun Lei

"Natural" Curves: Breast-Binding and Changing Aesthetics of the Female Body in China of the Early Twentieth Century by Jun Lei

Women's Breasts and Beyond A Gendered Analysis of the Appeals for Breast-Unbinding: 1910s-1920s by Aihua Zhang

Material Girls: Silk and Self-Fashioning in Tang China (618–907) by BuYun Chen

The Courtesan's Arts: Cross-Cultural Perspectives (2006)

Thank you so much!! <3 These are extremely useful for an in depth dive into the politics and sociology behind Chinese fashion history.

[stiltonbasket]

If you’re still accepting prompts, I’m curious how much chaos qin su!wwx was able to subtly cause at jinlintai without being caught? bc i don’t think he could go that many months without doing Something to Someone lol

(brief author’s note: this au is entirely prompt-based, so please reblog if you can for future updates!)

Three months into his stay at the Jinlintai, Wei Wuxian discovers that he dislikes Su She even more than he dislikes his husband.

It’s not even that he falls all over himself doing Jin Guangyao’s bidding, because he doesn’t, he reflects, observing the two in conference at one of the Jin sect’s private banquets. Su She’s really loyal to him, and that’s even worse.

Before her death, Qin Su was almost certain that Su She had taken part in Jin Rusong’s murder, simply because Jin Guangyao could never have done the killing alone. She maintained that Jin Guangyao would not have been able to go to the guest kitchens, poison the plate intended for him, and visit He Su’s private quarters with time to spare; and Wei Wuxian agrees with her, if only because plotting the murder of a young sect heir in public would require a like-minded accomplice.

“Poor A-Song,” Wei Wuxian sighs, laying down his embroidery as his two handmaidens hurry to his elbow to comfort him with tea and snacks. “Yongpei, what will I do?”

“Nothing will bring our A-Song back,” the elder maidservant says, with tears already welling in her eyes at the mention of her mistress’s son. “But Mistress, just because it hasn’t worked in these last years, you mustn’t give up persuading the master to give you another baby! Mistress hasn’t said anything about it this last year, and A-Tai and I feared you’d lost hope--but Mistress, you are so pretty, and you love your husband so dearly, so how long can he resist favoring you even if he can’t bear the thought of losing a second child? Mistress gave Sect Leader a wonderful baby boy, it wasn’t any fault of yours that our xiao-gongzi passed away--and surely the same horrible tragedy can’t happen twice! You can’t give in, no matter what the master says about it.”

“A-Pei,” Wei Wuxian says gently, “this mistress is grateful for your faith, but in the end, I am A-Yao’s wife, and in matters such as these, I must respect his wishes. What kind of shameless woman would I be if I forced my husband to my bed, when I know he wants nothing less than to have another child with me?”

“A woman should have a child!” Shao Tai cries. “Mistress, it’s not the same at all! When Sect Leader first stopped favoring you, you never said a word, and it was all right before we lost A-Song--Mistress only wanted to be a good mother to her baby, and obey Sect Leader faithfully in all things! But now, even though it’s been more than ten years since xiao-gongzi died, he still...”

“Do you really think it’s unkind of him?” Wei Wuxian murmurs, glancing down at his half-embroidered handkerchiefs and pretending to blink back a few tears of his own. “He says he’s afraid for my health, but...”

“Yes, he is being unkind! Mistress shouldn’t be afraid to ask for what she wants!”

Wei Wuxian chews on his lip for a moment. “Do A-Pei and A-Tai really think I should go ahead with this?”

The two women both nod forcefully, setting the tea and cakes down on the desk so that they can kneel by his feet. “You have served Sect Leader without a word of complaint all this time, so why shouldn’t he grant you this one wish?” Yongpei says. “Mistress, if you leave it to us, we will see to all the preparations!”

A-Tai gives a timid cough. “But jiejie, if Mistress acts too suddenly, won’t he be suspicious?”

“Well, what else is she supposed to do?”

“No more of that,” Wei Wuxian scolds, barely keeping his lips from twitching as he finally thinks of another way to approach his plans to escape the Jinlintai by seducing Jin Guangyao. “Yongpei, A-Tai, you know this mistress of yours is a skilled cook?”

For once, Wei Wuxian isn’t actually pretending; he is a good cook, having learned the art at Jiang Yanli’s knee, even if he ruins all his dishes at the last moment by pouring chili oil into them. “Yes,” A-Tai replies, clearly confused. “Do you want to cook for your husband, my lady?”

“Not for my husband,” he smiles, brightening up like a summer sun cresting the horizon at daybreak as he looks at his fine-featured reflection in the mirror. “I’ve cooked for us often, so doing it again won’t mean anything much. But he has a dinner with Su-zongzhu and Zhang-zongzhu scheduled for the end of next week, so I’ll tell him I mean to cook all the dishes myself.”

“But, Mistress...!”

“Nonsense. I’ve made up my mind, and that’s what I’m going to do,” Wei Wuxian says briskly, putting away his embroidery needles. “And you two ought to get to bed, you know. It’s nearly eleven o’clock!”

It goes without saying that Wei Wuxian has no interest whatsoever in cooking for any of Jin Guangyao’s associates.

However, he does have access to a small store of hot Yunmeng spices laid aside for Jin Guangyao’s personal use, and he knows well enough that Jin Guangyao likes them--and that Su She, whose clan is native to Lan Zhan’s Suzhou, will not be able to tolerate so much as a speck of it.

(The plan goes off without a hitch, and Su She’s mouth and stomach fare so badly after eating a dish Wei Wuxian swore was meant for his husband that he has to take three rest days in the guest house to recover.)

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“No way!” Jin Zixuan crows delightedly, as Wei Wuxian finishes narrating Su She’s unfortunate encounter with the mighty trifecta of Sichuan peppercorns, horseradish, and the spiciest chillies that Lanling gold could buy. “I wish I’d been there to see it. Who knew you could be so sneaky, Wei Wuxian?”

“It had a greater purpose,” Wei Wuxian shrugs. “I didn’t just do it for fun. I had to keep making overtures to Jin Guangyao so that he wouldn’t have any choice but to send me away when I finally tried to seduce him.”

On the other side of the campfire, Lan Zhan goes still. “Seduce?”

“Yes, of course. How else did you think that Jin-furen, wife to a zongzhu and xiandu all at once, could ever manage to get away from the Jinlintai without her husband noticing? He tried for months to placate me when I cooked him dinner and dressed in the colors he liked and proposed building a temple in Meng-furen and A-Song’s names, and then I finally had my handmaidens prepare me to receive him in my chambers and gave him the fright of his life. Smart, don’t you think?”

Lan Zhan’s face pales. “You ought not to have taken such measures,” he says hoarsely. “What if something had happened to you?”

“I’m his wife,” Wei Wuxian replies, bemused. “What could possibly have happened to me? Everyone thinks Qin Su must be barren, so no one would even try bumping me off to make sure Jin Guangyao could never have another heir. And he does care about her, you know.”

In answer, Lan Zhan only lets out a small scoff and turns his back to the fire, facing out into the night while Wei Wuxian and Jin Zixuan exchange puzzled glances over his head. “Rest, both of you,” he says quietly. “We will have to ride on towards Yunmeng in the morning, just in case that courtesan Mo-gongzi mentioned in his letter might be there.”

And then, as the three of them have done for the last month’s worth of nights they spent traveling together, Lan Zhan drifts off to sleep first, and Jin Zixuan and Wei Wuxian follow into a mist of uneasy dreams.

[lhaewiel]

As promised, I decided to elaborate a bit more on my Jiang Disciples OCs, which I talked about here.

Starting with one of them.

Everything under cut

Bai Zhang Xu (白张许)

In my head he is 2-3 years older than Jiang Cheng, which is good I think, because JC will listen to him if he pulls the "older brother voice" when his sect leader stays too late crouched on his spreadsheets, or forgets to eat, or will go on nothing but tea and spite.

As mentioned, he is a former rogue cultivator. His father is still alive and currently retired in a beautiful house in Yunping, but they are originally from the Yueyang area, Shaanxi.

He originally signed for Sunshot campaign to be with the Qinghe Nie, but sabres were really not his things and it showed, so he heard that the decimated Jiang sect was looking for manpower and wouldn't be as picky.

And boy, oh boy. He had seen decimated sects, but he really did NOT expect three teenagers looking Extremely Tired and with Wildly Different Opinions On What To Do.

The pay was good enough, he gave this sect a chance.

He decided to fully commit to the Jiang Sect after being literally saved from death by Wen hands and weapons by Jiang Cheng and Wei Wuxian, and then being offered the amazing cooking Yanli had made once he was healed.

He had seen how the underlings were treated in the other sects - the encampment was big, but he had eyes - and the Jiang Sect was truly actually worrying about the safety of all its disciples and saw everyone as a precious life, even at its own disadvantage.

He then learned about the Lotus Pier massacre and he decided to stay, like pretty much everyone who joined the Jiang sect during the war. The sentiment was "these teens are going to get hurt in some way, they need support and manpower more than we need their money".

And so he stayed.

He was promoted quite abruptly as Head Disciple.

Figure this: your sect leader has locked himself in his room, you can't hear anything because there are bloody silencing spells and talismans all around. The rest of the disciples are running around like wild hogs and the annual reports are due to be submitted and the Chief Cultivator has made it clear that he does not care if JC has lost both brother and sister, he shoyld be HAPPY that the dangerous Yiling Laozu has been defeated and his dear sister, the late Jin Xiao Furen, has been avenged, but the Jiang disciples know the truth and they are ready to throw hands if anyone bothers their zhongzhu.

But the reports need to be done and if the disciples actually threw hands with anyone they would do horrible ends, so Bai Zhang Xu takes the paperworks, gathers everyone in a circle and starts clumsily working on them - his handwriting is horrible, the room everyone is in is absolute chaos. This for a week. But at least a quarter of the tax is done, albeit skewered a little, because He Shao, former fraud artist, said that "it's gonna be fiiiiiinnnneeee, no one reads these things anyway".

Anyway, JC come out of his room a week after, his face hollow, bags under his eyes, eyes red and puffy, possibly bloodied knuckles and scratches, hair disheveled and the look of a man ready to bite anyone who dares come near him.

JC sees the disciples around the paperwork, snatches it from Bai Zhang Xu's hands and reads it. He looks at the disciples and gives them the Nod Of Approval, then gathers everything and goes to his office. He does raise a brow and motions BZX to follow.

BZX will see that his leader has screamed himself hoarse, but he does not comment.

JC sits at the desk, puts the pile of papers on the side, pulls out a blank paper, scribbles it, stamps it with the Yunmeng Jiang sigil and hands it to BZX, motioning him to read.

BZX reads.

JC has just elected him Head Disciple for his hard work and willingness to harness the feral gremlins who currently compose the entirety of the Jiang disciples.

BZX is speechless. Not a couple of years ago he was a nobody and now he is head disciple of the Jiang clan! He really wants to hug his sect leader, but the man is all spikes like a porcupine and if he tried the feat he'd end up dead.

Instead he kowtows - JC Nods Again, then motions him to go, he has PAPERS and REPORTS to do. And BZX goes, but the first act as Head Disciple is a huge "Sect Leader Jiang needs to be taken care of, so gather around, we need meds, food and drinks"

"But chief, we don't have money!"

"Well... He Shao? Anything we can do?"

"How much should I skew things?"

"Plausibly enough not to raise everyone's wrath."

"I gotchu chief!"

BZX, in that week only, has gained pretty much everyone's respect, so it just comes natural calling him Head Disciple.

And BZX launches there his career.

[hunxi-after-hours]

I watch LYB right now (ep 40 wtf don't be like MCS tell people if youre poisoned) and there's one Chinese language question I've been meaning to ask: if I understand right, Jingrui calls both sets of his parents using different words for ''mother" and "father''. What is the difference beetween them? Does it bear some implication (for Chinese speakers) of their relationship with him? I don't know Chinese at all, but it just. Such a curious little detail (that I hope I didn't imagine ;p)

if my memory does not betray me, as it is wont to do, I believe that Xiao Jingrui calls Xie Yu 父亲 fuqin (and Liyang zhang-gongzhu 母亲 muqin) and Zhuo Dingfeng 爹爹 diedie (and Zhuo-furen 阿娘 a-niang). the latter (爹爹，娘） is much more informal/colloquial than the former! Which checks out because of the two sets of parents Xiao Jingrui has at his disposal, one set is infinitely more approachable than the other