anyway I wrote Them again
@fanprompt - "harmful"
Ling Wen feels like the bags under her eyes must be big enough to be seen from the Mortal Realm. Clumsily, she pushes her cup underneath the magical relic she found earlier. It dispenses some brown liquid with a strong smell.
"I don't know what I'd do without this," Ling Wen remarks, and downs the cup. Immediately, she feels much more energized.
She can tell that drinking this many cups of the liquid is harmful even to her immortal body, but she doesn't care. It's keeping her awake!
my latest tgcf fic is posted!
"Artifice and Affectation"
https://archiveofourown.org/works/59924389
or
https://aviansoph.com/fic/artifice-and-affectation.html
➤ a fic about a festival I invented wherein all the gods get worshipped in their female forms for one day a year
➤ ling wen spends a lot of time noticing how other gods do gender and being exhausted by everything
➤ the fic which was inspired by the thought "what would butch woman pei ming be like." find out the answer to this question and many more!
➤ 3.7k words in length