#Dan Liu

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**Shots of the Episode**

Star Trek: Strange New Worlds (2022)

Season 2, Episode 6: “Lost in Translation” (2023) Director: Dan Liu Cinematographer: Benji Bakshi

[tv-moments]

For All Mankind

Season 4, “House Divided”

Director: Dan Liu

DoP: Karl Walter Lindenlaub

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她房间里的云 (Tā fángjiān lǐ de yún) [The Cloud in Her Room] (Xinyuan Zheng Lu, 2020)

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"Little Jing Yuan"

[lunacias]

of five people, three must pay a price

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how we feeling about the transmasc ryoshu id fellas

[a-little-lostmoon]

Currently thinking abt Jingliu’s story quest, spoiler’s ahead beware —

I’m thinking about how much of an impact Jingliu’s torture had on Blade and how fucking devastated Jingliu must’ve been to go through with it. I’m thinking about how Yingxing must’ve still been reeling from the new effects of the abundance and his possible regret and grief for ending up as the very thing he hated and swore to fight against—

I’m thinking about the way Jingliu must have chased him down after hearing or- or seeing and experiencing them attempt that resurrection and feeling utterly betrayed by two of her closest friends— two people who were supposed to be Baiheng’s closest friends— (How could they do that, how could they do that, how could they do that?!) —and swinging her sword, the Shard Sword (the one he made— the one he gave to her), at him mindlessly and hurt, with the intent to make Yingxing feel the same way.

I’m thinking about how Yingxing must’ve first felt when he died — the first taste of nothingness to cleanse him of the utter agony of devastation and grief, and then the horrible feeling of everything when he was resurrected again. I think about the way Yingxing, so open and honest, feeling so deeply, must’ve ley out a sob when his chest began to heave again. I think about the way Jingliu must’ve watched with tears of frustration and agony shining in her own eyes. (You did this to yourself. I failed by not stopping you but you and Yinyue-jun were the ones who disgraced her memory first — you have no right to cry like that!)

I think about the way Jingliu must’ve made a conscious effort to destroy his hands— his pride and joy, the ones that made the Shard Sword she turned against its creator. I imagine her throwing it on the ground after the first— or one of the first few of his many deaths, telling him to “Rise” and “Stand” to face her, forcing him to fight over and over again living over a hundred deaths as punishment for what he did.

I think about the way ‘Yingxing’ must’ve slowly died in this process of hours or days of endless torture and punishment with his heart as an artist splayed out and destroyed, flesh bared and heart unbeating as the artist in his mind marvels at the beauty and fantastical agony that became his existence until he no longer thinks; mind rewritten with Jingliu’s preachings of “The three who must pay the price.” and her merciless sword techniques and lessons. I think of how Yingxing, the existence that he was, had truly been killed and warped in all the suffering Jingliu imparted on him — and I wonder how they could ever mend that bridge again.

I think about Jingliu stopping only after the hundredth death as now Blade stands on steady feet with muscle memory from the past nth deaths until Jingliu turns her back with her final lesson and parting words; satisfied, but not fulfilled, by the way she’s carved her presence and regrets into Blade’s mind and body irreversibly. I think about the way she spared ‘mercy’ to him by leaving him astray and to escape the Xianzhou and Luofu. I think about the effort it must’ve taken Blade to chose aimless wandering over eternal sentence… or maybe that too had been Jingliu’s choice.

I think about Jingliu, walking away with nothing but white noise and mara screams, echos of the past, filling her mind until her body gives out from restless days of fighting Blade, forcing onto him the punishment she so strongly believed he deserved — because she couldn’t rest until the lesson had finally set in, what kind of teacher would she have been if she had? I’m thinking about the way her body collapses to the ground like a puppet cut from its strings with no one to catch her and no one to see her at her weakest as she mourns for everything they once had but can never have again because of what they did. Because of what all of them have become.

And finally, I think about the reports that must eventually reach Jing Yuan at the divine seat of foresight. I think about the way he must feel; knowing one of his friends is irreversibly dead and the other three have torn each other apart in that grief. I think about how destroyed he must be, choosing between his duty and his lovers— but finding all too much fault in the choices they made and the suffering they have caused. I think about the decisions he would have to make and the punishment he’d have to invoke on Dan Feng becoming Dan Heng in spite of his emotions, because he is the last one left. And if no one else can remain on the Luofu then he must be the one to carry their memories.

I think that the High Cloud Quintet are irreversibly scarred by themselves and by each other, and I wonder how they’ll ever be able to mend things.

[nunafilms]

FATEFUL LOVE 流光引 (2024)

[ihavesomejays]

scum vidyadhara's self-saving system legitimately these two are the most rendered characters i've ever drawn and idk how to feel about that. anyways i'll be dropping some doodle comics about this au sometime soon and if you do draw or write svsss renheng tag me i need to see it im so ill about the thought of shizun!dan heng

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[mid-stars]

Jing yuan x master!reader

Fresh tea...

"You must be jing yuan" you cross your arms as you see the young boy in front of you "yes.. " he mutters as jingliu smiles "do not be afraid jing yuan. This is my friend [name]. They can teach you many things" she takes a cup of tea

"Is that what you made me come here for?" You ask seemingly intrigued by jing yuan "I may be able to wield a sword but I owe my patience when it comes to my body and mind to you. You understand now don't you?" She crosses her arms and legs as you sigh pouring fresh tea to both of your cups "jing yuan. Have one" you pass him some tea.

"I..." 'Do I really have the respect to drink their tea?' He wonders "no need to be confused. Come now, I may be well known but that shouldn't stop you from making friends with me. Treat me as any other jing yuan." You smile as he looks at you with admiration

If only that bittersweet memory wasn't with you.. Maybe.. Just maybe.. You would be here with him.. Today.. The day you both shared some fresh tea..

You were bleeding out from the war of the xianzhou "jing yuan.." You smile as he sees your tears "master [name]..." You chuckle "sorry for you to see me this—" "don't say anything. You'll be fine if you make it" he says sternly "jing yuan. I won't make it. You know it too" you let out a groan as blood spilled from your hands

"You grew up to be a strong man jing yuan. I looked up to you as a son of my own..." you caress his cheek as his hoarse voice finally spoke "don't you dare leave me..." He clenched his fist and sliced the enemy behind you "I just wanted someone to stay..." He stabbed the heart of the soldier..

You look at him "jing yuan.. This isn't a dare.." You rose along the pain "This is a must" .

"No!"

He caught you in his arms one moment too late.. he held your waist "what kind of soldier am I..?"

[fandomzwriterk]

Requests you can ask for and Ones I’ve done!

I will take requests for the following fandoms. There are links to each one.

Mortal Mombat/MK1 ��️

➡️Smoke & Mirrors - Smoke/Tomas Vrbada x OC pt1, pt2, pt3, pt4, pt5, pt6, pt7, pt8, pt9,

➡️Smokey Love - Smoke x Reader -Fluff

➡️Tomas/Bi Han/Raiden - Lazy reader -headcanons

➡️Lin Kuei Trio - Little sister reader -fluff

➡️Lin Kuei Trio w/ a daughter headcanons - fluff

➡️Tomas Vrbada/Smoke x Fem reader - no warnings

➡️Tomas Vrbada/Smoke x Fem!Reader - cursing

➡️Tomas Vrbada/Smoke x Reader - teasing

➡️Lose My Breath - Smoke x Reader - fluff

➡️Liu Kang x Reader - none

➡️Lin Kuei Trio - giving your child a lemon - fluf

➡️Lin Kuei Trio - Deadpool/wolverine reader - none

➡️Kuai Liang/Reader/Bi Han - “kirko” reader - none

➡️Tomas Vrbada/Smoke - Biker!Reader

➡️Tomas Vrbada/Smoke - Kitsune!Reader

Overwatch/2⬇️

X-Men ‘97⬇️

➡️My queen of Hearts - Remy Lebeau x Reader -smut

➡️The New Grey - Scott Summers x Reader -Angst

➡️The New Grey pt2 - Smut

➡️Stars in Your Eyes - Remy Lebeau x reader pt1 , pt2, pt3,

➡️F.R.I.E.N.D.S - Scott Sunmers x Reader pt1, pt2, pt3

Hogwarts Legacy⬇️

Honkai Star Rail⬇️

Zenless Zone Zero⬇️

Wuthering Waves⬇️

Ghost of Tsushima⬇️

Genshin Impact⬇️

➡️Honorary Knight of Mondstadt - Diluc x Reader -smut

Baldurs Gate⬇️

Haikyuu!⬇️

Vox Machina⬇️

💖I’m willing to do both SFW & NSFW if you want. Just send the request to me and I’ll do it as long as it’s not “harmful content”💝

[juiciphur]

When your ex-husband is arresting you for turning your best friend into a wyrm and getting your new young old hot boyfriend killed.

[tv-moments]

For All Mankind

Season 4, “House Divided”

Director: Dan Liu

DoP: Karl Walter Lindenlaub

[momos-servants]

@ultfreakme Bestie the dress closer up + zukka w/ hearts??? (*´◒`*)

[himejoshikomaeda]

DEADMALL girls [1] [2] [3] [4]

[ninothebirb]

WE WERE ONCE ONE

part!1: Prologue

Content Warning!: Angst, Fluff?, gn!reader, unhealthy obsessions, graphic depictions of violence (rarely), trauma, spoilers!, (Some of the lore here is accurate cuz i did my research😡) Note: The reader is part of the high cloud quintet- and is also a long life species. So they are vulnerable to mara- but Bailu helps in keeping it suppressed. They still have some amount of control on themselves.

🌘 🦁 🐉 ❤️‍🩹 💀

When the high cloud quintet broke apart years ago, you isolated yourself away from people- only ever paying attention to the new found creation made by Dan Feng: Bailu. She was so clever, so smart and so much like him. It seemed as if he had pulled a part of his loving personality and inserted it all into her.

Nevertheless, you adored her. She was like your own child, a sibling, a friend, a companion. She had won the hearts of many people, being a healer that is- but. There will always be those who never let of the past. She was still a sin committed by Dan Feng, a being who shouldn't exist.

You often visited the statue of the once honored Vidhyadara Prince at Scalegorge Waterscape, where the Dragon palace was located. You would place flower, bouquets- even certain trinkets at the edge of the statue, and pray for his wellbeing. For you wondered, no- you knew he was alive. He was somewhere out there, and he would return for you someday.

It was an unhealthy obsession of yours, letting yourself completely depend upon the thought that Dan Feng will come back for you. He hadn't been killed- he had just been banished. And despite knowing that his memories had been wiped out after rebirth- your reason for living was purely based on the fact that he was alive.

Bailu had told you so many times, let go of him. Even if he does come back he wouldn't have a clue of what's going on, let alone be allowed to enter the loufu. However much you tried- you always returned to him. No- not him, but his memory. You sobbed lonely into the nights, often being comforted by Bailu herself.

Jing Yuan had become general, he had attempted to visit you- comfort you, assure you that not all is lost. He used to be your best friend, the one you could always rely on after Dan Feng when thinsg went wrong. But you detested him now, you wouldn't speak to him or look at him. It was all his fault- his his his.

"Will you not pull so hard-?!" Bailu asked with a pout, you were so absorbed in your thoughts that you completely forgot about brushing bailu's hair. "I'm sorry.." You mumbled with a gentle smile, your grip on her hair softened and you brushed it with love. "Hehe, you bimbo/himbo!" She giggled as she looked up at you. You giggled in return. "Stay still, unless you wanna end up looking like a lion."

Yes, your life could have been called stable. But it lacked what you most desired, your deepest- most wanted desires. They weren't dark- but they were impossible. And you would spend your entire life waiting for them to be fulfilled.