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sensible gremlin tuxYanShen as a ship really is unstoppable force meets immovable object and I love that for them and for us. #yanshen #thousandautumns #Shenqiao #YanWushi
Which of Shen Qiao’s disciples should get kidnapped first in order to make SQ go precisely and exactingly feral in their rescue?
Shiwu (first disciple)
Yuwen Song (former imperial family)
Duan Ying (newest disciple, oldest in age)
Poll ended at .
I suppose I could also write Shen Qiao’s disciples (and shidi) bickering with Yu Shengyan … but that seems less immediately likely to provide me with emotional knives shaped like “well intentioned borderline emotional self harm to help someone else.”
What do you mean I’m on brand I can’t hear you over the sound of my friends roasting me in chat.
#thousandautumns #yanshen
What do you mean I’m on brand I can’t hear you over the sound of my friends roasting me in chat.
#thousandautumns #yanshen
So far I have “instead of being passed out drunk/unconscious for a day and a night SQ decides dual cultivation will clearly help heal YWS’s injuries, him initiating situationally dubcon sex is just as awkward and terrible as you might expect.”
#thousandautumns #yanshen
#thousandautumns #yanshen
Okay! Finished Thousand Autumns and all the extras! I am going to start over from chapter 1 tomorrow.
Meanwhile? Hit me with #thousandautumns #yanshen fic prompts. What would you like to see? What elements of canon can I use to stab us all in the feels?
I want to write but I’m not sure where to start.
MedShen Qiao had spent the morning coughing up his lungs. While he managed to be discreet, the taste of iron in his mouth made him cringe. He didn't appear to be sick, but...
He finally felt something exit his throat into the handkerchief. He squinted his eyes, then widened them. Amongst the blood droplets was a single crocus blossom.
Bulbs full of unrequited love were growing in his chest.
One of the easiest ways for a sect to make money is to sell things of value. Huanyue Sect is no different, in that regard.
What is different, however, is that they sell things of little value, and not made by them. Cheap incense. Threadbare clothes. "Essential oils" that smell more like the carrier oil than what they claim to contain.
#fanprompt@a.gup.pe
Yan Wushi was sick. Even as he insisted he was fine, Shen Qiao knew otherwise, from his pale complexion, to his nearly blue lips, to his hands shaking as he tried to do paperwork.
"You won't recover if you don't rest." Shen Qiao's tone was matter-of-fact.
"My, A-Qiao, are you just trying to get me in bed with you?" Yan Wushi weakly replied, somehow still retaining his signature snark.
unforth | Duck Prints PressTo Shen Qiao's surprise, Yan Wushi put a hand on his chest, pushed him down onto the bed, straddled his hips, and rubbed his bare backside on Shen Qiao's growing arousal. Usually, Yan Wushi would be settling between Shen Qiao's legs, or nudging Shen Qiao to roll onto his belly, or urging Shen Qiao to get on all fours, or bending Shen Qiao over a table - anything that exposed Shen Qiao's backside.