#Sash Striga

[chrisnaustin]

If only I were she!

[pegd-illustrations]

Star Trek: Short Treks S01E02 “Calypso” • “After waking up in an unfamiliar sickbay, Craft finds himself on board a deserted ship, and his only companion and hope for survival is an A.I. computer interface.” • This episode was written by acclaimed author Michael Chabon, who will also be writing and executive producing the upcoming Picard series. If “Calypso” is anything to go by, I can’t wait to see what else he brings to the Trek universe. • Perhaps it’s because it combined two things I’ve loved watching since I was a child (Star Trek and Audrey Hepburn movies; two things I never thought would find a home on the screen together), but I’d go so far as to say “Calypso” is one of my favourite single entries in Trek lore. I loved it. 🖖

[pigeonwithapen]

[Image ID: Two digital redraws of a romance novel cover featuring Morana and Striga from Castlevania. In both, Morana is holding onto a rope - a piece of ship rigging - and holding Striga by her waist. They’re positioned in a way that Striga is swooning up at her. In the first image, Morana is wearing an open white shirt, brown breeches, and a blue sash at her waist and Striga is wearing a lowcut white dress with drooping sleeves. In the second, they are both in wedding dresses. Morana is in a high necked, long sleeved dress with red detailing on the neck and arms and Striga is wearing a sleeveless dress with a heart bodice and blue detailing, with a matching garter exposed at her thigh. End ID.]

Morana and Striga with Gentle Rogue for @le-fantome-de-lopera

Surprise you getting a wedding version because ilu!! and I’m happy for you!! and I wish there wasn’t a flipping pandemic going on so I could go!!! 

Send me a ship and a cover!

[starshinegoblin]

Just Relax with Me

Kiss Prompt: out of love

Writer’s Notes: This is written in my arranged marriage au, All That Is Me. I dedicate this one to @ruensroad​ and thank you for so much for drawing the amazing art below. It’s so beautiful! 

The art below is of JinYi inspired the following ficlet below :D 

** Credit: @ruensroad​ // DO NOT REMOVE CREDIT ** 

“Senior Lan, it’s here.” Xue Qing smiled brightly as she entered her sect leader’s jingshi. In her hands, a glass canteen. The contents a special order that Lan Jingyi had requested from the apothecary. He’d read in one of the books in the library that the blend is supposed to aid in relaxing one when soaked in water. The idea came to him after yesterday, the first day of the sect leader conference that had been forced on them. Oh, as an added bonus, the heaven’s decided that it needed to snow! In mid February! So as the other sects were arriving LanLing was having thick flurry showers.

After Jin Ling had gotten injured after getting rid of a striga in Yiling, rumors started because of his limp. Like who wouldn’t limp after one of those got a hold of your leg? Their claws extend out the length of their forearms. So to keep up appearances and Elder Yanbin from stirring the pot, Jin Ling had graciously offered to host the conference. The conferences were stressful with all the different personalities of the sect leaders that came. 

The first night, Jin Ling had returned to their quarters exhausted. He’d barely eaten any food, took a quick bath not caring the water was cold, and went to bed. That wouldn’t be the case today. He refused to allow this to continue for the next four days. 

“Thank you, Xue Qing.” Lan Jingyi said taking the pitcher from her. 

“Is there anything else that you need, Senior Lan?” Xue Qing asked of him. Lan Jingyi assessed the room. Dinner was fresh and hot at the table, their bed was already turned down, and he’d just left the bathing room with a boiling hot tub of water. He was about to say nothing but then felt a cold chill as he stepped onto the wooden floor with his bare feet.”

“Add two more burners.” Lan Jingyi answered, “Then you can go.” 

“Thank you, Senior Lan.” Xue Qing replied as she went to retrieve them leaving Jingyi to return to the remaining preparations. 

Jin Ling was cold, hungry, wanting his husband, and exhausted. While he hadn’t actually done anything but sit today. Being stuck in the hall with all the sect leaders literally drained him. He felt the migraine he’d been trying to keep at bay during the meetings today decided to send a painful throb up his neck towards his left eye. 

“Shit.” He cursed low, rubbing his temple as he made his way towards his private quarters. 

It didn’t take him long to get there. Jin Ling opened the door to the jingshi. He stepped inside, closing the door behind him. He stilled just in the doorway seeing that their dinner was already prepared and that his husband was sitting in the window seat reading a book. He was still dressed in the robes he’d worn this morning, the rich dark sea blue robes with the opalescent embroidery on the collar and sleeves. His toes wiggling out from beneath the hem making him chuckle. 

“Welcome back.” Lan Jingyi greeted him, finally realizing he was there with a  warm smile. He was about to move to get up when Jin Ling stopped him with a gesture of his hand. He slowly made his way over not caring about the ache or the burn in his leg. Jin Ling came to a stop right in front of him. He leaned down pressing a quick peck on the other’s lips. 

As he parted, Lan Jingyi chased his lips capturing them again as he took hold of the collar of Jin Ling’s robes. He quickly maneuvered them to where Jin Ling was the one sitting and Lan Jingyi was straddling his lap. The hem of his blue robes spilling over Jin Ling’s leg. Lan Jingyi didn’t sit on his lap though he stayed, up on his knees, hands cradling the other’s face as they kissed. 

The new angle giving him the advantage to deepen the kiss only for him to move back, parting their kiss, shortly after. He hadn’t missed the slightly sharp intake of breath from being manhandled from Jin Ling. 

“A-Yi?” Jin Ling whispered his name between heavy breaths. He was about to answer but the rather loud grumble of the taller man’s stomach making Lan Jingyi chuckle. 

“How about we eat first?” Lan Jingyi offered rubbing Jin Ling’s sharp jaw with his thumbs before carefully getting up. Smoothly, he knelt helping Jin Ling out of his boots.

“How’s your leg?” Lan Jingyi asks as he helped him up. 

“I should have propped it up like A-Yuan said. Keeping it bent only made it stiff as a board when the meetings were over.” Jin Ling answered, blushing a bit from embarrassment and lingering desire for his husband’s lips. He tried to will the blush away as he sat down but he must have failed with the gleeful look in  Lan Jingyi’s eyes.

“Oh?” Lan Jingyi teasingly questioned him as he took his own seat across from him. A grin spreading on his face as he feels Jin Ling’s the foot of his injured leg slide into his lap. Jin Ling  sntaches a chunk of diced cantaloupe avoiding his gaze. 

“Yes.” Jin Ling answered before changing the topic to Sect Leader Yao mentioning something about Gusu making both Zizhen and his jiujiu rather heated at the man as the two of them started eating. Then Lan Jingyi told him about his day and how he wanted to start doing more evening training sessions which had Jin Ling beaming as well as agreeing. Jin Ling was talking about something to do with Yiling as he was munching on grapes. He felt that his husband was distracted enough that he reached down with his free hand to gently massage Jin Ling’s ankle in his lap, sending healing qi into the other. 

The slight shudder of breath as Jin Ling continued on let Lan Jingyi know that, him healing Jin Ling hadn’t been missed and that his leg was in more pain than just being stiff. Oh so stubborn Lan Jingyi thought keeping his expression schooled. He was glad that he’d prepared tonight then. His husband needed tonight to heal and he was going to help him. 

“I can undress myself you know?  It’s my leg that’s wounded, not the rest of my body.” Jin Ling complained as he Lan Jingyi assisted him in getting undressed in their bathing room. After carefully removing the clarity bell and Jin Ling’s jade marriage token, Lan Jingyi had taken over stripping his husband of his robes. Lan Jingyi stepped behind him moving Jin Ling’s thick but soft brownish-black hair off to the side exposing his neck.

“You can but where is the fun in that?” Lan Jingyi replied as he pressed a kiss to the prominent freckle on the side of his neck as he reached around to untie the sash. His skilled hands slowly peeling the thin inner golden thread muslin robe off his shoulders. The fabric dropped to the floor easily. 

Jin Ling huffed as Lan Jingyi peppered his neck and shoulder with feather light kisses. When he rolled his shoulder to get him to stop Lan Jingyi just laughed.

“Get in the bath.” he instructed, giving Jin Ling a slight nudge before stepping back. He needed to put some distance before he forgot all about his plan of relaxation for his husband. That earned him a scoff from the taller man. Having been left in his trousers, Jin Ling untied them letting them join the rest of the clothes on the floor. Then he got into the tub. 

The water was still steaming and perfect for his aches. He could feel his muscles twitching as the pain was slowly fading. Jin Ling let out a moan of happiness leaning back against the edge of the tub getting comfortable. He closed his eyes only reopening them as he heard something being poured into the water. 

Lan Jingyi was walking around the tub slowly pouring a pitcher of oils and herbs into the water. His mind supplying the purple figs being lavender mixed with the curls of orange peels. The mixture smells nice so he closed his eyes again just enjoying the moment. He doesn’t usually say it out loud but he loved these moments when Lan Jingyi takes care of him. It makes him feel loved.

Lan Jingyi set the pitcher aside once it was empty. He moved sitting on the steps leaning against the edge. Not caring about his sleeve, Lan Jingyi let his arm dip into the water since it was close to his injured leg. His fingertips barely touching the scarred leg. Jin Ling stirred feeling the transfer of qi followed by the other’s touch. He groaned happily feeling all the remaining pain leave. He shifted his legs sloshing the water a bit as Lan Jingyi took his arm out. Lan Jingyi folded his arm over the rim, propping his chin on top of his dry arm admiring his husband for a few moments. 

“Where are you going?” Jin Ling asked catching Lan Jingyi’s wrist as he got up to let his husband enjoy the rest of his bath in peace. 

“To grab you a fresh set of robes for bed.” Lan Jingyi said taking the hand that’d gripped his wrist into his other hand, raising it to press a kiss to his knuckles. “I’ll be right back.”

“Join me.” Jin Ling demanded, his expression flushed with a pout.

“Okay.” Lan jingyi chuckled, letting go of Jin Ling’s hand divest himself of his own robes. It didn’t take him long and under Jin Ling’s gaze he inwardly preened. Knowing that Jin Ling enjoyed his body. The blush Jin Ling was sporting had made its way down his neck splotching at his chest. Lan Jingyi always found it adorable that his husband still got like this. 

Lan Jingyi got into the tub moving to sit behind him. He leaned forward placing a playful kiss on his shoulder as Jin Ling sat back against him. His head leaning on Lan Jingyi’s shoulder as he scooted down a bit so that he was more sprawled out. The waters warmth accompanied by the beating of the other’s heart against his back made him smile.  He closed his eyes just enjoying the moment. No elders. No sect leaders. Just them. 

“I love you.” Jin Ling whispered.

Lan Jingyi brought his hand up cupping Jin Ling’s cheek gently turning his head. Honey colored eyes fluttering open meeting his dark ones before he leaned in pressing a kiss soft kiss to his lips, letting his hand drop away. Jin Ling grinned returning to his comfortable position as Lan Jingyi pressed another kiss to the side of his head. The two of them just enjoying the warm bath and each other before the water started to turn cold.