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8/25, Day 1 - Mirror / Devotion
8/26, Day 2 - Haunted / Clothing
8/27, Day 3 - Reincarnation / Stabbing
8/28, Day 4 - Beach Episode / Brother
8/29, Day 5 - Sun and Moon / Minor Character Appreciation
8/30, Day 6 - Snow / Destiny
8/31, Day 7 - Like Knows Like / Two Unlike Things / Free Space
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“Would you like to hold him?” the Empress asks. The words stretch between them. They make Baoxiang wonder if this meeting was as accidental as it initially looked like. They make him wonder if the Emperor knows, if this is a trap or a test.
It doesn’t matter. Baoxiang has been dead for more than a year, and if wanting to hold the son he’s made is what kills him it will have been worth it. It might kill him regardless of what the Emperor does. “Please,” he says, and his voice sounds rough and strangled to his own ears. He sounds, he realizes with an edge of hysteria, like Ouyang had. Wanting and not wanting, tearing himself apart over it.
The baby is heavier than he expected, surprisingly muscular, twisting and turning in his arms like a cat. It takes a moment for Baoxiang to see his scowling little face, and once he does his heart throbs. He’d been prepared to see himself, or to see the Empress, but the Imperial Prince Zhu Di, at six months old, soft and round-cheeked and scowling, looks like he could be the son Esen never had.
After a new dynasty is established, Wang Baoxiang learns how to live again.
My Day 1 fill for @radiantemperorweek! It's a post-canon, Baoxiang-focused fic set in the TRE Next Generation universe that @mispatchedgreens , @gatoraid and I came up with.
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For @radiantemperorweek day 7: Like Knows Like. Last day so I got a bit unhinged with it again. 🥰
Rating: Mature
Relationships: Zhu & Ouyang, Ouyang yearning for Esen in the background as always
Stats: 1948 words, 1/1 chapters
Summary: "Anything else you need?" Zhu asks, dusting off their gloves. <i>You should rip my entire nervous system out of my body with a fork.</i>
A few weeks after Ouyang's arrival on Venus, his air filters need replacement. Technician Zhu is right around the corner.
Or, the weird Zhu-repairs-Ouyang-in-a-vaguely-sexual-way-reminiscent-of-biting-scene fic no one asked for <3
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For @radiantemperorweek Day 4, Brothers
“You’re my brother,” Esen frowns, that rare, frustratingly stubborn furrow forming between his brows. “It’s as simple as that.”
Baoxiang sniffs, idly waving the idea away and pretending to admire Ouyang’s graceful, economical, barely-restrained motion past Esen’s shoulder. “So you insist.”
The furrow deepens. “We share a father.”
“Did we?” Baoxiang asks, sharper than he intended. Irritation twists in his chest at Esen’s bewildered look. “It takes more than blood.”
“We have more than that!”
“What,” Baoxiang challenges, wrinkling his nose in distaste as Ouyang wordlessly extends his arm, “our vast array of shared interests and experiences?”
Esen reaches back to accept the offered mug without looking. “You had the same lessons! The same—”
“Slightly different performances, though, one might say,” Baoxiang cuts in, making his tone sardonic and droll as he pulls the embroidered cuffs of his sleeves just so.
The furrow returns. “That doesn’t matter.”
“No?” Baoxiang lets his eyes slide back to Ouyang. He wonders sometimes if Esen actually believes it. “Chaghan begs to differ.”
Esen hesitates, shifting in his seat. “He just says things sometimes, you know that.”
Baoxiang cuts Esen a scathing look before he can catch himself. “And what, shall I just disregard those things because he’s still my father? Because he bothered to put it down on a few papers?”
“A few—yes!”
Baoxiang presses his lips together and stares at Ouyang’s tight, erect back another moment, his white-knuckled hands. Then he turns to Esen, eyes narrowed. “And that’s what it takes then, for brotherhood?” he asks silkily, something hot and jagged seething in his chest as Esen hesitates again, wary. “A shared childhood and a shared parental figure, no matter how actually parental he was?”
“I—” Esen’s mouth works a moment and Baoxiang settles into the flare of triumph at the frustration lashing over Esen’s face like it always does when Baoxiang decides to set more than a quarter of his mind to stymieing him. “Yes!” Esen finally rallies, straightening with fresh bravado just as Baoxiang knew he would. “Yes, because that’s—”
“—what brothers are?” Baoxiang finishes for him, voice blandly curious, softly venomous, and Baoxiang watches with a dark kind of satisfaction as Esen startles as Ouyang slams out of the room, the ‘yes’ clearly caught in his throat, clearly sticking alongside the ‘no.’
“As simple as that,” Baoxiang finally says softly, sweeping away from the table with a swirl of fine robes and derisive toss of his head, leaving Esen frozen in his decision, something familiar and bitter in the back of his own throat as he traces Ouyang’s path away.
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And so it begins!
We are soo happy to announce the start of the first edition of Radiant Emperor week! Before we begin, a quick recap:
- Here are the week's prompts
- Here are the guidelines
- Tag us in your post and/or use the tag RadiantEmperorWeek2024 or REW2024 so we can find it and reblog it more easily
- Dont worry if you couldnt make it in time, late submissions are all loved and encouraged
and most importantly have fun! we are so excited to se what everyone came up with and hope you all are just as hyped <3
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My fill for Day 2 of @radiantemperorweek for the prompt Haunted, in which a broke, freshly divorced Esen rents a haunted apartment because it's cheap and he can just ignore the faceless Ming dynasty ghost in the living room, right? Right.
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