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[bambooswordwielder]

Does anyone have any SVSSS headcanons for the Peaklords/The Peaks?

Looking for potential ideas for Disciple! Era peaklords! or even better Previous Generation! Peaklords

My headcanons are:

1) Mu Qingfang is the oldest of the peaklords, not like decades older, but many a solid 5 or 6 years compared to the other peaklords. I don't know, he just gives off "Why am I an adult forced to keep app these children alive alone" vibes.

2) A previous Bai Zhan Peaklord from before Liu Qingge made a tradition where all Bai Zhan disciples are to 'raid' Qing Jing peak and grab an item of high value. This tradition began simply as a way for the then Qing Jing Peaklord to visit Bai Zhan and so they both had an excuse to meet 'to discuss discipline'. All Bai Zhan Peaklords have maintained this tradition in order to playfully prank their friend Qing Jing Peaklord or so they had an excuse to visit each other. It's only in recent times (Liu Qingge's time) that the once playful raids have turned serious, with damages to both peaks at an all time high.

3) Shang Qinghua and Mu Qingfang both have a collective supply of watermelon seeds and alcohol that they share after every meeting. No one knows how it started, just that the two will meet after the meeting, go to one of their peaks, and just eat and drink to relief their stress. Reports say that after these meetings Mu Qingfang usually has some sort of medical revelation that solves hundreds of diseases they'd been concerned over for years (Shang Qinghua is using everything he remembers from his drafts to tell Mu Qingfang how to solve the same deadly disease that wife #561 from the Moonwhisperer tribe had and the other way of curing it that didn't include PAPAPA that he half-thought up as a way to make the scene seem actually thought out and like the worldbuilding was still in one piece).

4) Xian Shu teaches its disciples ways to poison enemies with needles, how to disguise themselves in mere minutes, and disarm enemies in a quick, often described as elegant' way. This fighting style was perfected by Qi Qingqi during her disciple hood, earning her place as the Head Disciple. She teaches Liu Mingyan and Liu Mingyan uses this style against Sha Hualing. The reason (SY) Shen Qingqiu couldn't see their fight was because the Xian Shu style allowed for Liu Mingyan's attacks to be near instant at a blinding speed. However, the fighting style also teaches the disciples to know when they are outmatched, leading Liu Mingyan to surrender as she realises Sha Hualing was too strong for her at her current state. Present day Liu Mingyan can put up a good fight against Sha Hualing as she now has her spiritual sword.

5) The reason Qian Cao disciples are more respected than An Ding disciples is due to the fact that most Bai Zhan disciples have a deeply rooted respect for them, often acting as defenders for them, due to the fact that Bai Zhan disciples are often at the mercy of Qian Cao disciples during healing. It's also due to the fact that many disciples of other peaks have horror stories of suspicious sightings at Qian Cao in the middle of the night, often swearing up and down that they saw a ghost, only for a Qian Cao disciple to smile and shake their head and insist they were only seeing things. No one wants to know what Qian Cao is hiding.

(I have a few more headcanons, but I'll probably write them in another post. Maybe some of these might be disproven in Canon, but remember Canon is but a guideline and SVSSS haven't seen Canon in a long time.)

[saelterlude]

Link Click Musical clips list pt.2. (pt.1, pt.3, pt.4, pt.5, pt.6, pt.7 here)

guess who finally learned to navigate bilibili? me. which means i can finally start tracking down moments/clips i (vaguely) remember but has since lost. yeay :D

starting with this beloved trilogy (yes, these are three consecutive Wang Minhui-Cai Qi performances):

23. 09/12/2023, Where Wang Minhui pushes Cai Qi off the table,

24. 10/12/2023, Cai Qi retaliates,

25. 20/12/2023, and finally they both try to push the other off the table only to fail, mess up the rock paper scissors, and can't stop laughing.

And others like,

26. 02/12/2023, bonus to the trilogy above where Cai Qi fell off on his own for no reason.

27. 29/01/2024, Cao Muzhi's birthday, which has so many good moments from him breakdancing(?) to fighting over the mic until both Zhu Hanbin and Xian Dongyue fell from the table, and Cao Muzhi sang the wrong lyrics and confuses Zhu Hanbin (for more context, check out shimmeringweeds reply! thank you!).

28. 29/01/2024 bonus, Cao Muzhi try to math how to cut cake 16 ways. Zhi Bowen suggested cutting 8 slices then cutting it horizontally lol.

29. 31/01/2024, Zhu Hanbin gets his revenge(5) and slaps Ding Xingchen's ass, tbh in general he was pretty aggressive/energetic this performance

30. 08/01/2024, a pretty chaotic and fun one of Bai Zhuoming, Wu Yihan, and Qian Anqi. Voice cracks, giggles, missed lyric, false steps, we gottem all. Even Zhu Jiayan and Zhang Jiahao were cracking. Highly recommend.

31. 10/12/2023 night, thank you shimmeringweeds for finding this clip. Du Guangyi poisoning someone (Teng Chunpeng) for the first time. Bonus for Deng Xianling sitting up in concern and offering Du Guangyi something to drink too. (Also, double failed hearts and singing the last line of guiding light together!)

32. 05/01/2024, Smol Rongbo!!! And Wang Minhui (for there to be smol there gotta also be big) some other stuff also happens like Xian Dongyue aggresively pushing Shu Rongbo's legs off hers.

33. Wang Minhui's 5 minutes vlog, we got glimpses of other scenes, the cast messing around, a tour(?) of the set, and snippets of other songs.

34. 07/01/2024 day, short one of sulky Wang Minhui, very cute 8:)

35. 23/11/2023, Overall, pretty tamed performance but the curtain call? Really chaotic. Wang Minhui messed up Director Li Haolin's name, which I realized is even funnier bcs right before that he messed up Guo Zhenyan's name and Cai Qi gotta intervene. Man cannot focus lol.

yea I waited until we got a clip of this livestream to post this pt.2

36. Faith of Friendship, <- Official, here's a subbed ver. Cai Qi and Wang Minhui did a good job, singing about their first meeting and basketball. The choreo is also really cool and the song too. Got sad when you remember Wang Minhui once said his Lu Guang has witnessed Cheng Xiaoshi's death.

37. Words Can't Convey My Love, this!!! Shu Rongbo as Chen Xiao being absolutely flustered, (trying) and failing to confess to his crush is so cutee with Wu Yihan trying to wingman in the background. The ending is so funny too lol, with Shu Rongbo running away and Wu Yihan shouting at him. The song is good, the choreo is good, Shu Rongbo's voice is also really good.

Nothing related to Link Click but I went on a Wu Yihan binge so have this bonus clip of him being cute in the Love Musical

Enjoy and byee. pt.3 in end of march? mid march? whenever I got a long list of clips I like. Definitely gonna put a 10/03/2024 clip in pt.3 bcs Shu Rongbo and Wu Yihan bday, and also 11/03/2024 bcs Teng Chunpeng bday.

[wanghedi]

I always thought ding yuxi was so cute but i only recently noticed everyone on weibo and stuff talks about him like its commonly accepted that hes hideous??? like wdym u all thought he was ugly and now after yyxh some of u are grudgingly saying hes okay like am i crazy hes always been a cutie he does have huge features like a frog kinda but in a way that works for me its genuinely gaslighting its making me second guess myself

[bangjiazheng]

FDS Longplay [015] Tama & Friends: 3 Choume Daibouken

Happy Meowing~!!!!

[arytha]

i want to draw so many characters from happy doomsday it hurts

[zhang-ling-he]

221217 | 智族GQ Weibo

[anachronismstellar]

DOES SQH SLEEP WITH WITH A MONK PEAK LORD???

IT'S CALLED SQH GOTTA GET THEM ALL, MY FRIEND, OF COURSE HE DOES

Sorry it took me so long, had to do a bit of research that turned out to be a lot of research BUT HERE YOU GO

I got the name Gao Qinggao from the amazing 00janeblonde and their FAQ of their fic here

Heads up for me bullshiting a lot of things Airplane style lol

Also bondage and praise kink?

I hope y'all like it!

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Ku Xing Peak wasn't one of the most prestigious among its siblings, far from it. If one compared it to the beauty of Qing Jing, the forests of the Scholary Mountain would be greener than emeralds. Or if one searched for riches and luxury, they would have better luck going to Xian Shu Peak, Qi Qingqi sparing no coin to accommodate her disciples.

But if they were allowed to take pride in something, it would be their talismans. From the most basic trick like heating water to the most intricate barriers and bindings, their work had been a reference throughout the cultivation world. If there was a talisman, they would have been involved in either its creation or its improvement.

So imagine what a surprise it was to see the An Ding Peak Lord using talismans Gao Qinggao had never seen before.

First, he thought it was an artifact. Shang-Shixiong was close friends with higher peaks, thus being able to pull favors and acquire relics he would never dream to see. The problem with that theory is that he had seen his own surprised mirrored on Shen Qingqiu's and Zhangmen-Shixiong faces as Shang Qinghua took a folded paper from his sleeve and pressed it into the table. It grew in size until it occupied the entire top of it with a huge map, detailed descriptions of the regions, and topography showing next to the main locations. It would be difficult, and it would take a lot of effort, but this effect could be done with a mixture of talismans after modifying certain radicals.

What made him pause was that, during their talk Mu-Shixiong asked about a specific place and Shang-Shixiong just put his both hands over it, dragging them away from each other making the map focus more and more until they could see the vegetation and when they were finished Shang-Shixiong dragged his hands again but closer, making the map to go back to it's original level of detail.

That would be mixing two types of talismans that shouldn't work together, you can't have one without nullifying the other and-

Gao Qinggao was intrigued.

The technique was interesting, yes, but it wasn't his area of expertise. He had always been a more practical person, focusing his studies on suppression of energy and Qi restoration. Meaning, he could just brush it off and send one of his disciples to ask about it later.

But the fact that he could just ask and understand was a compelling argument.

"Shixiong used a very unique technique today at the meeting. I had never seen someone use talismans to make images show up like that," he approached the other when he had finally left Shen Qingqiu's side. "This one is very interested in learning how Shang-Shixiong did that."

"Oh er," Shang Qinghua blinked, fiddling with the folded paper on his hand before hiding it away. "This little thing? Uh. I don't know if- Uh, I don't know the technique, I just found it- yea! I found it in ah. Oh I don't remember but-"

"Oh?" He wouldn't deny he was a bit disappointed, but not surprised. "Do you mind if I borrow it for research? I've never seen talismans interacting like that, I know some disciples that would be delighted to see it as well."

Shang-Shixiong started to fidget, picking on his sleeve where the paper had been hidden, looking everywhere, but Gao Qinggao.

"I'd love to, really, but this is kinda vital for my peak? I'm afraid I can't lend it. It has got all the trading information and our suppliers, I can't risk it."

"I understand. Would Shixiong allow one of my disciples to go to An Ding to examine it then?"

"I'm afraid the information is too sensitive to be examined by someone outside Lord ranking and-"

Ah. He almost heard the sound of a coin dropping.

He was a bit younger than the others, coming to his position by an urgency of appointing someone to fill his master's place. Not to say he wasn't competent, far from it, but he was aware that his situation and age made the other peak lords underestimate him, or dismiss his opinion when the topic diverted from talismans.

Another disadvantage of his age: he hadn't had the time to mellow down; to reign his fury as expected from a monk. He was no Liu Qingge, of course, but with enough pressure...

"This one apologies for bothering Shang-Shixiong." He spit through clenched teeth, making a point of leaving without a bow, his breathing so labored that one could hear it all the way from the demon realm.

How dared Shang Qinghua hide this knowledge from him?! From his peak?! And what was the point of hiding it anyway? Wouldn't be wise to share it so they could improve it?

Maybe Shang Qinghua was using something forbidden. But there were layers upon layers of protective arrays in the meeting room. The smallest fizzle of demon energy would set off the alarms.

So there must be another reason for Shang-Shixiong to not let him at least look at the desing. Could it be- No.

Did Shang Qinghua think he couldn't learn it?

Ooooh, that just made him more furious.

It might be difficult, but now that Gao Qinggao knew it was possible, he would be able to replicate somehow. His Head disciple could handle the next weeks by themselves, he would grab all the books and parchments they had about redimensioning images, also the ones they had about crystal mirrors and how they were made.

Then he would rub it off Shang Qinghua's face. And maybe spend two weeks in inertia to balance all the spite and anger he was feeling.

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It didn't work.

Gao Qinggao laid on his private quarters with piles of papers around him, some crumbled up, others torn into pieces. Blessed be the Heavens that he had never minded being under inertia for long periods of time, because he couldn't remember the last time he ate.

Every single attempt he had made, failed.

Not for his lack of knowledge, he could see where the logic behind it, but it was if the structure kept dancing in front of him, fluttering away like a bird as soon as he reached to grasp it.

Where in all realms had Shang Qinghua found this technique?! Maybe in the Demon Realm? But none of the books that they collected from there had anything like it.

To put it mildly, he was furious.

He was starting to consider that Shang Qinghua was the one who wrote it, and his handwriting was so atrocious he created something without intention. The problem with this is that one, he hadn't seen the talisman close enough to see if it was Shang-Shixiong's handwriting. Second, it was impossible for him to have created it accidentally, the amount of contradictions and spells that had to be put on the paper, on top of using the right ink for it...

He just needed to look at it. Just to look to have a direction to where to start.

He put everything away and stood up, dusting his clothes, calling for a bath even though it was the middle of the night.

He was going to An Ding.

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"You are a good person, and you will be an amazing Lord, Gao Qinggao," his old master said while passing the Peak Lord robes to him, the soft brown and gray so plain one wouldn't recognize him as a high cultivator outside the Peaks. "Just promise me you will work on your temper."

And he had promised, with heavy heart and aware that would be an ever losing task. He had done his best over the years and had made progress.

But not enough it seemed.

"I have all night, Shidi, and we know I'm more patient than you."

Gao Qinggao ignored the voice across the room, testing the bindings around his wrist as he controlled his breathing. When he had flew to An Ding and tried to sneak inside Shang-Shixiong's house, he wasn't exactly thinking. All he could remember was his blood boiling, eyes seeing red while his mind kept going on and on and on that he was doing this for the good of the Sect, that Shang-Shixiong was the one in the wrong for keeping secrets, that he was just going to look that's all.

He failed to consider that a man with secrets like Shang Qinghua wouldn't survive this long if he weren't good at keeping other people away.

"Shidi," Shang Qinghua gave him a tired sigh that Qinggao ignored to focus on more important things such as at least getting his hands free. "If Shidi doesn't talk to me, I have no way to help you."

He kept his mouth shut. To be honest he didn't even know what to say. He had no plan, he just wanted to take a look at the map! Frustration burned his face red, showing up in blotches that went all the way up his shaved head.

"Very well, Shidi. Let's do it your way then."

He glanced at Shang Qinghua, but a second later the other peak lord left his line of sight. There was the sound of a chair dragging through the floor, then callous fingers grabbed both of his wrists, the thumb pressing against his pulse.

It was as if Shang Qinghua had dropped snow water down his spine, the array drawn on the ground shinning for a second or two before the was released. He felt his body sag, his quick reflexes barely saving him from falling on his face.

"Now, Shidi, this is a very simple array, one that you know very well, I believe," Shang Qinghua dragged the chair again, this time sitting in front of Gao Qinggao, elbows on his thighs, the low light playing shadows on his face, turning his expression somber.

Gao Qinggao couldn't help but shiver, dread tickling down his neck and chest, realizing that he might have entered the tiger's den. And once more, he was hit with a mix of feelings towards the other man. He couldn't help the anger bubbling under his skin, forcing him to slam the barrier with his open hand, all in vain. But at the same time-

At the same time.

His mouth felt dryer than a desert. He exposed like an open wound as Shang Qinghua stared at him up and down and then up again, the usual bubbly and warm expression nowhere to be seen. No, that face he had seen only a handful of times, either when the Sect Leader was about to do something stupid to protect Shen Qingqiu, or when the peak lords were not behaving during peak meetings.

To be under the entire focus of it felt as if the rest of the world grew quieter, a little darker, the lights clinging to Shang Qinghua as if he were glowing with unreleased power.

"A simple truth array, but I bound you to it, so you may not leave." Shang Qinghua's low voice reverberated in the tiny room, their faces separated only by the shimmery wall. "As you have decided to be difficult, I have decided it was time for you to be a bit more truthful."

"How dare you demand truths when you are the one holding back secrets!" He couldn't help but shout, unable to hold back in face of such hypocrisy.

Like clouds parting after heavy rain, Shang Qinghua’s face relaxed, his whole posture softening up to his usual friendly self. He groaned, his deep sleepy voice waking up something in Gao Qinggao's belly, making him blush for another reason entirely.

"Oh Gao-shidi," he kept his voice down, followed by a chuckle. "Is this still about the map?"

His amusement only fanned the ember of his anger, making it burn brighter. How dare Shang Qinghua mock him? How dare he laugh at him like a cruel demon trapping Gao Qinggao and treating him like a play thing?

"Of course it is! You denied my single request for you while raining gifts to all the other lords! I'm tired of bland favoritism, my peak and I might live a frugal life, but aren't we also requested to share our precious knowledge?!"

He had been so worked up he didn't realize the moment Shang Qinghua shifted his feet, ready to pounce, releasing the array but grabbing Gao Qinggao hands once more, twisting his arms to bind them against his chest.

"You're a feisty one, I've forgotten that," he commented as he slowly lowered Qinggao on the floor, making him kneel, the sound of paper followed by the dry sensation of it on his legs making him flinch. He struggled for a few moments, giving up as soon as Shang Qinghua gave him another chuckle.

He was truly trapped.

"Tell me shidi, what is upsetting you? The fact that you were denied something you took for granted as yours or the fact that you haven't been praised for your contributions to the Sect?"

He was rendered speechless, the fire in his belly almost an inferno, his breath picking up but not in anger. He couldn't hold back a gasp, shame and desire clashed upon him as he felt stripped naked by how easily Shang-Shixiong had seen him.

"Is that it then? Praise?" Shang Qinghua started to walk around him, humming as he touched the back of his robes, fixing the sleeve that had slipped down his shoulder, inked fingers brushing over his clavicle. "Gao-shidi has been so good for us. So kind to share his talents."

He felt paralyzed, hands closed in a tight fist, desperate to cover his face, to hide his shame, unable to move. He was pinned down by burning brown eyes, the light reflecting on them, turning them into gold. It had been years, so many years since he had felt so stricken by desire. And to be hit full force with his sultry voice was- was unexpected, that's all!

"This Shixiong apologies for denying your request. You've been one of the most valuable resources for our Sect, you should be told how good you have been."

"W-What?"

"You're such a good craftsman, Gao-shidi, your talismans are without flaws. I can release you and show you a few of my own."

He didn't mean for the low soft "Please" to leave his mouth, not even sure anymore of what he was asking for. Yes he desperatly wanted to see the talismans, but he was also desperate to feel Shang-Shixiong touch him, somewhere, anywhere, just to do something, take responsibility for setting off this fire on him!

"... Unless you prefer to stay like that?" Shang Qinghua's asked as he touched Gao Qinggao's cheek, brushing his fingers along his jaw so he could tilt Qinggao's face up. "Bound by talismans you can't break?"

"Oh heavens-" he moaned, truly moaned as he closed his eyes, wishing for any Gods that might hear him to swallow him whole when he noticed the damp spot on his pants.

"It's okay shidi," Shang Qinghua's hands went down his neck, fingers brushing the sensitive skin of his shoulders, sliding under his robes. "We can work on your patience as we go."

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do I feel slightly blasphemous for writing this? Yes

Do I believe that this is what Airplane would have wanted? Abso-fucking-lutely

And as we can see I'm upping my rating as we go fjsbskdnskfm not full explicit but maybe,,,,,,,,,,,, who knows

Thank you so much for the ask and for giving this a read!! :D

Here is the masterpost of this insane AU asdhfiusdh

6/12 peak lords, Wine Peak here I gooooo!

[recca3007]

Cang Qiong Mountain Sect 'peaks' I imagine would look like

(if u squint u can see Qian Cao's hospital cliff on the left to An Ding's river port for goods transportation -to Xian shu's tall cliffs (no men peekin) and Wan jian's metal cave mining for the swords)

[charlie-thewitch]

Fox finds, fox keeps.

Yue Qi was taking care of the baby he found in a ditch one day, trying to get enough money to buy him some milk when a fight breaks between some of the other children. He sighs and lets the baby out of his arms so he can go and stop the others.

What a surprise it is that his little charge is not where he was supossed to be.

A gratting noise -something akin to the raspy laugh the old tavern lady has after years of lung issues- directs him to the alley a little bit to the left of where he was begging. There, he almost has a heart attack.

A fox. A normal, if bigger than usual, red fox is dangling Xiao-Jiu from it's maw by the back of his tattered clothes, making that horrible sound again before bolting into the forest just behind the alley.

Yue-Qi naturally gives chase without even thinking about the severe punishment he'll earn from the slavers, all that he can think about it's his poor Xiao-Jiu.

Along the way he collects sticks to fight the fox with, droping the ones that wouldn't work and yanking a new one from the trees he is forced to weave trough. Trying -while running- to give them a little point or otherwise edge.

But when he finally reaches the fox it proves to be unnecessary as the creature is comfortably laying on it's side and letting Xiao-Jiu... drink? from it's tits, completely uninjured and not even crying as Xiao-Jiu is prone to do when anything, absolutely anything, bothers him.

Another cackle and the fox pushed the apple that was next to it's head in Yue Qi's direction, as if the fox wanted to feed him too.

And that's how Yue Qi decided to go back for the rest of the slaves and, together as a familly, began calling that fox A-Niang and living in the forest.

A-Niang teaches them how to find fruit and when to pick it. A-Niang also teaches them witch plants to pick that can be sold in the town to make good money. How does the fox do that? A mix of deranged cackling, well placed nips and pushing with it's nose insistently until they figure it out.

Years latter, after the devastating loss of one of their siblings they all collectively decide to try for Cang Qiong discipleship.

Yue Qi gets picked up by Qiong Ding, Their 3rd sister for Xian Shu and Xiao-Jiu for Qing Jing. The rest of their siblings are devastated but with the promise of funds from the ones in the mointain and their own skills picked up from A-Niang they get a big farmhouse and make do as farmers. All festivities are celebrated in this family home and the ones in the mointain have a home to go to when it's vacation season.

A-Niang stays with Shen Jiu in Qing Jing because that's it's baby and it gets very anxious if it can't see him. The fox gets to see it's other children when disciples go home so it's not like they never see their mother anymore.

Do the other Qing Jing disciples make fun of Shen Jiu because his mother is a literal fox? Of course. But Shizun knows that was his condition to join and it's not like the fox disturbs the peace or anything. It just likes to sleep in Shen Jiu's room and hunts and forages for food in the bamboo forest. Sometimes it brings him a frog.

Naturally the same day the Qing generation ascends A-Niang manages to cultivate a human form, aided by Qing Jing's high natural Qi and watching it's children cultivate for years (It sneaked into Qiong Ding and Xian Shu every other day to see it's other children and give them kisses and a frog it found).

And that's how the next sect leader and his second in command (3rd sister didn't make head disciple but it was cuz she was too busy being a lesbian and QQQ is scary) find out their mother was male all along.

Well. A-Niang is still very proud of them and being a humanoid fox spirit is weird so they are more preoccupied teaching him to use hands than to be shocked by his being a him.

Next family gathering is filled with tears and love that autumn.

Next thing they know, all of their martial siblings are trying to seduce their mother. And how DARE-

[tk-duveraun]

Yue Qi isn't quite allowed to draw his spiritual sword, but he's not explicitly NOT allowed, so he plans to sneak to Wan Jian Peak after hours and get his sword so he can save xiao-Jiu.

Only, as soon as he sets foot on the rainbow bridge, he runs into some shidi from An Ding having a crisis in the middle of the night. He helps.

It's several days before he has enough of a lull in his duties that he feels well-rested enough to make the attempt again. He needs the strongest sword possible to save xiao-Jiu.

Upon reaching Wan Jian Peak, he discovers there was an explosion just as the disciples were cleaning up for the night and now it's like an agitated ant hill. Yue Qi sighs and helps.

Sadly the fallout and paperwork and prospective safety measures take up an entire month. Yes, his cultivation is improving, but he needs to leave NOW.

His next attempt is thwarted by an entire crowd of disciples, a mix of bai zhan and xian shu. They're fighting because...? Someone said someone else said they were weak? Uncultured? Yue Qi might have expected the blow out with ku xing and that would have resulted in less property damage.

He pushed back another month, but at least that one shidi from An Ding brings him some nice trees and a fruit as thanks for his earlier help. Yue Qi can't put a name to the fruit, even as he eats it, but he dares not ask anyone and reveal his ignorance.

The next night, invigorated by the kindness and the gifts, Yue Qi finally, FINALLY makes it to the sword wall and claims the Xuan Su sword.

He wakes two days later on Qian Cao from the resulting qi deviation. His master visits. He is equal parts disappointed and pleased that he snuck out by managed to claim such a worthy sword

The moment he's gone, Yue Qi climbs out of the window and returns to his quarters. After changing and grabbing his go-bag he teaches himself how to fly on the sword while hurtling toward xiao-Jiu.

His bag has more money in it than he remembered saving, but Qiu Jianluo isn't willing to sell xiao-Jiu anyway

That's alright. No one knows Yue Qi is there and when there are no survivors, no one ever will. He leaves xiao-Jiu at the base of the mountain with his go bag and all of the money so he can approach the sect after enough time has passed to allay and possible suspicions regarding the fire at the Qiu manor.

Yue Qi presents his shishu with a letter from his good friend Shen Jiu and requests that shishu please evaluate him for cultivation potential.

Yue Qi suspects that his shishu knows every rotten detail of the situation, but he only smiles and agrees to a meeting. Before Yue Qi leaves, his shishu says, "You know, I hear disciple Shang was made head disciple of An Ding. It would serve you well to have a good relationship."

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Disciple Shang is the nervous shidi. Yue Qi truly believes shishu knows everything.

[tcfactory]

Thinking about an AU where the manual did cause Binghe to qi-deviate and ruin his cultivation potential exactly one year after he's taken in as disciple. Seeing that anyone would have suffered the same fate, it wasn't some kind of karmic punishment directed at Shen Qingqiu for being an unpleasant, hateful little thing (the self-hatred and projection is Real in this one) settles something in him, like a broken peace of him is suddenly jolted back into its proper place. It makes him lose interest in torturing Binghe any further.

That does leave him with a disciple that's not suited to his peak in any way shape or form, so clearly the next step is to have one of the other peaks take him off his hands. He subtly puts out word while Binghe is on Qian Cao recovering, so that anyone who might want the brat can take him after the next peak lord meeting, but there really is only one choice.

Out of the peaks with a physical cultivation style, Bai Zhan is out of the question on account of Binghe's ruined potential, Ku Xing doesn't take children this young and, in his opinion, Binghe is just too stupid and trusting to make it on Qiong Ding or An Ding, so clearly that only leaves Zui Xian. If the little beast is fortunate, eating all the spiritual food might even help him recover a little.

Perfect plan!

All he needs is to make up a good enough excuse as to why he allowed the little beast to cultivate from a faulty manual or let him be bullied. And he knows already how he's going to do it: he will let Qi Qingqi make the excuse for him.

"Qi-shimei," he says, the very picture of nonchalance, as if Liu Qingge didn't have a sword at his neck. "I know you assume that any disciple of yours returning to secular life will do so at the side of a powerful husband, but if that was not the case: how would you test if someone of lowly birth and no connections could survive the court environment?" Qi Qingqi thinks about it for just a moment before her mouth twists into an unhappy pout, eyes lighting up with understanding. "Let him go, Liu-shidi. It was not an attempt at murder, merely Shen-shixiong being a crafty old dog who made a test too harsh for Luo-shizhi." "But-" "Scholars, like my girls, are intrinsically linked to the mortal courts, as much sages and exemplars in the four arts as advisors in politics. If one has no allies, then connections must be made. Bullies that can't be fought head on must be outwitted or circumvented." She gives the fake manual a disgusted glance. "Ill intent and sabotage must be recognized, regardless of its source. Without these qualities, someone without proper backing will be dead the week they set foot in court." "Quite. Disciple Luo has failed each and every one of those criteria: he bent obediently to the whims of his bullies, made no friends or sought no help from anyone on or off peak, and kept cultivating from the faulty manual with a bullheaded stubbornness that surprised even me. I fully expected him to realize at least as much, but he proved too simple even for that." He resists the urge to smile when Liu Qingge reluctantly withdraws his sword. It's a sweet, if easy victory.

So Luo Binghe goes to the food and wine peak, where he can make friends, his heart (and to a degree his cultivation) can be mended and his trust in his higher ups isn't scorned or abused, but he never forgets that Shen Qingqiu sent him away because he found him too stupid for his peak. Shen Qingqiu picked him, only him, from dozens of potential disciples and was disappointed. He keeps striving, even years later, to somehow get Shen Qingqiu's approval, taking every opportunity to loiter on Qing Jing with food offerings and all sorts of excuses. He's almost as bad as the sect leader! They do, indeed, bond with Yue Qingyuan over being the frequent targets of Shen Qingqiu's ire.

Then one day when Binghe is around 17 a qi deviation splits Shen Qingqiu into two: the scarred, sharp-tongued and vicious Shen Jiu and the sickly, soft hearted and kind Shen Yuan, and Luo Binghe suddenly feels vindicated in his dogged insistence because the soft Shen Qingqiu likes him! It's literally the best thing in the world!! And maybe sect leader Yue helps him a few times to steal Shen Yuan away on some absolutely-not-a-date picnics, so it's really only fair that he helps him reconcile with the sharper Shen Jiu (Binghe can't see the appeal, personally, but as long as Yue-shibo doesn't want to take his Shen Qingqiu too then he's fine with those two doing whatever).

Everything seems to be going perfectly (QiJiu have reconciled, BingQiu are almost inseparable), but then Binghe leaves the mountain to gather ingredients for the very special meal he wants to propose with, trips and stumbles straight into the Abyss and the rest is SVSSS-typical miscommunication and demon shenanigans.

[saelterlude]

Don't mind me just compiling my favorite lc musical clips so I don't lose them. No particular order. pt.1 (pt.2, pt.3, pt.4, pt.5, pt.6, pt.7 here)

(Mostly fullcam fancam because I prefer those to focused fancams)

24/01/2024, Ji Xiaokun's birthday, very cute and wholesome, Guo Hongxu got very excited introducing him

5/12/2023, Shu Rongbo and Du Guangyi singing the sofa song together

15/01/2024, Ji Xiaokun tries hogging the sofa, Guo Hongxu and Cai Lu disagrees

29/12/2023, I mostly like this one bcs its zoomed out and you can see how the room spins but if you're curious, it's also the one where Shu Rongbo drags Wu Yihan to the couch

13/01/2024 noon, I found their first performance a bit stiff so it kinda catches me off-guard when on their 2nd perf Wang Yifei slaps Zhu Hanbin's ass

22/12/2023, short one of Wang Minhui hating on a bubble gun

21/11/2023, Xian Donyue yeets Shu Rongbo across the room

30/11/2023, Overthink and Dive Back in Time special performance by Fan Ka and 白鲨Jaws. Also, Teng Chunpeng being hyper

28/11/2023, Ding Xingchen being cute, also he shared some smol kicks and punches with Du Guangyi

28/11/2023, same performance as the above but extended and fullcam, DXC, DGY and Li Zexi shares some funny high-fives, also it's Qian Anqi's birthday.

15/11/2023, Cai Lu introducing the cast after "Qiao Ling Jie save mee" -Guo Hongxu, also Ji Xiaokun is being cute here

23/11/2023, Wang Minhui focused but offscreen, Cai Qi is really having fun singing Dive Back in Time

07/01/2024 noon, have I mentioned how much I love that Cai Qi and Wang Minhui now plays their rock paper scissors legit? They got genuinely frustrated over it and it's funny

21/01/2024 noon, Ji Xiaokun and Deng Xianling armwrestling. Also Deng Xianling struggles reaching the table bcs Ji Xiaokun's dramatic ass pushes the sofa

26/01/2024, Zhu Hanbin focused but I'm just happy I finally found a Jing Yanqiao clip

31/12/2023 night, was hesitant to include this one bcs Wu Yihan was having a hard time, but he did still great and that should be appreciated

17. 24/12/2023 noon, Shu Rongbo and Wu Yihan being cute with the plushies. Also Shu Rongbo accidentally stabbed himself with Xian Dongyue's headband

18. 22/01/2024, Guo Hongxu gotta forcefully remove Shu Rongbo's leg off his. Also Shu Rongbo's laugh when he won rock paper scissor pls he's so cute

19. 30/12/2023 noon, Du Guangyi looks so happy poisoning Shu Rongbo

20. 11/11/2023, the first ever. Wang Minhui and Cai Qi still did the tutting facing each other

21. 25/01/2024, have this one of Cao Muzhi looking very dazed and out of it at first for some reason. Also Zhu Hanbin gotta change the dialogue a bit bcs he unexpectedly won with rock instead of paper

22. 15/01/2024, Guo Hongxu flustered bcs of Ji Xiaokun with a professional camera

I will add more to this list as they come, probably semi-frequently. Especially since Cao Muzhi's birthday is tomorrow so I wanna search a clip of that, as well as one of Bai Zhuoming bcs how come I have none of him? And of Fu Xiangan as soon as he debuts.

Also thank you to @chocolatexiaoshi for helping me complete the schedules!

[lizhly-writes]

@enigma-the-mysterious @theembergazer @lonesome-greenery @somefishycat @kitten-kokomo AIGHT I figure I've written at least 15 sentences here. Welcome to some fake dating shenanigans. Sort of.

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There was a hairpin, intricately forged and set with amber stones, rich brown and warm gold.

If Liu Qingge was a poetic man -- which he wasn't -- he would compare them to Shang Qinghua's eyes. The way they looked when they caught the setting sun, when Shang Qinghua had triumphantly stormed Bai Zhan, the head of a legendary beast in hand, the edge of a grin on his mouth. Look, I did it just like you wanted me to. I did it just like how you never expected. Isn't it impressive? Aren't I impressive?

Liu Qingge put the hairpin down and walked away.

Five minutes later, Liu Qingge came back and bought the stupid hairpin.

What am I even doing, he thought, even as he handed the money over and carefully tucked the hairpin away in his qiankun pouch. I don't even like Shang Qinghua.

Even if he did like Shang Qinghua -- not that he liked Shang Qinghua -- it... wasn't enough.

A hairpin was traditional in a way that was significantly less impressive than three weeks of paperwork. It was proper, but it wasn't proper. It was. Sentimental. Sweet. It wasn't making an effort, and An Ding demanded effort.

It was still something. Surely a gift had to be better than no gift at all?

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Liu Qingge came to An Ding at sunset.

How romantic. Shang Qinghua wondered if Liu Qingge had timed it, just like Shang Qinghua had when he visited Bai Zhan -- but nah, probably not. Liu Qingge wasn't really good at figuring out optics. If he was, he would have made this nice and public, so they could flaunt how much time they were spending together because clearly they were in love. Something like that, anyway.

Oh well, it didn't really matter. Shang Qinghua could still spin a nice little story about it. Gush a bit about how Liu-shidi had come to see him. The brave warrior returning home, eagerly rushing to see his lover's face, the first thing he did above anything else. Very nice. Now, if Liu Qingge could give him a dramatic declaration of love, it would be perfect.

"Welcome back, Liu-shidi," Shang Qinghua said. "How was your mission?"

"Fine," Liu Qingge said, and then, in a more constipated-sounding voice, he said, "Shang Qinghua."

Shang Qinghua waited with bated breath. This would be the perfect time to say something sentimental like, "I missed you! My love, my life, our parting was a deep sorrow that condemned my heart to the deepest, darkest abyss. What joy seeing your countenance does me! Let us passionately celebrate our reunion with etc etc to be continued, please check under the biggest stone under the most interestingly-shaped tree between Xian Shu and An Ding if you want to continue reading, pay a fee of one spirit stone."

"Yes?" Shang Qinghua said leadingly. He smiled his best smile.

This somehow seemed to be too much for Liu Qingge. "Here," he said brusquely, shoving a little bundle of wrapped cloth into Shang Qinghua's arms. Then he stalked off without another word.

Rude???

Rude! Rude!! Incredibly fucking rude! Okay, it wasn't like Shang Qinghua was actually expecting some kind of romantic confession, especially when there was no audience here to pretend for besides Shang Qinghua himself, but come on! What was that? Not even a hi, good to see you? What was even the point visiting An Ding, then? Seriously, just package delivery?

Shang Qinghua looked down. The little of wrapped cloth was, in fact, a neatly-wrapped package, which he wouldn't have paid much mind to if it had not been a prettily-wrapped package. Less routine delivery and more gift.

He tilted this situation around a bit in his head to see if there was literally any other way he could interpret it, but no, it seemed Liu Qingge really had just gotten him a gift and ran off, sort of like a shy maiden deeply afraid of rejection.

Shang Qinghua was torn between laughing at this picture in his head (Liu Qinge, shy maiden?) or staring confusedly at it (shy maiden? Liu Qingge???). He could have spent some time overthinking it, but instead, he decided just to open the package.

"Huh," Shang Qinghua said aloud.

There was no one around to hear him. It was just him, and a very beautiful hairpin between his fingers. That Liu Qingge had apparently gotten him.

A hairpin. From Liu Qingge.

Was it possible Liu Qingge meant to give it to someone else? Like his sister? His sister would probably like a hairpin. Maybe Liu Qingge had meant to give something else to Shang Qinghua, and had mixed up the packages.

But the gemstones on it were in An Ding colors.

There was a weird, fluttery feeling in the pit of his stomach.

...Indigestion, probably.

[horsegirlwarcrimes]

For drabble ideas: MQF and SQH feat. rare medicinal plants.

(I feel like SQH doesn't know it but on MQF's side they're totally friends)

Hope you like this one, thank you for your hard work! ^-^

I LOVE THIS. and i liked it so much that i didnt answer for like 3 weeks im s o so r r y. HOWEVER it is also twice as long as my usual prompt fills so i hope you enjoy pt 1

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As the Lord of Qian Cao Peak, there are few things which cause Mu Qingfang to make anything like a ‘walk of shame’ across his peak. He is an esteemed scholar, a competent fighter, and a doctor who is considered by many to work miracles. People come to him to solve their problems, and when he must consult his sect siblings, it is with the self-assured confidence of an expert in one field seeking the wisdom of an expert in another.

It is with a heavy heart that he is forced to trudge across Qian Cao, over the rainbow bridge, through Ku Xing Peak, around Xian Xu Peak, and up to An Ding to knock at the Peak Lord’s door in the middle of the night. 

Shang Qinghua answers on the second knock. He appears in the doorway, backlit by the lanterns behind him, accompanied by a wave of cool air and an anxious smile. The man is still fully dressed, guan in place and ink turning his fingers black and smudging darkly across his jaw. No—a bruise, blooming purple. Mu Qingfang’s hands itch to check it, but instead he folds his hands in a shallow bow as Shang Qinghua’s eyebrows go up at the sight of him. 

“Shang-shixiong, this one apologized for disturbing you so late.” 

“Mu-shidi! A pleasant surprise. Don’t worry about it, there’s no way I would be asleep at this time. I thought you were gonna be one of my disciples telling me something was unexpectedly on fire, so really, this is an improvement. What can I do for you?” 

Mu Qingfang sighs. He really hates doing this.

“I’m afraid I must ask your expertise on a sensitive matter.” 

“Oh—? Ooooh. One of those nights, huh? Come on in.” 

Shang Qinghua steps aside, waving lazily over his shoulder for Mu Qingfang to follow him. He calls out, facing his sitting room, 

“Make yourself at home, Shidi. Sorry about the mess, you can push some scrolls over if you need to.” 

Mu Qingfang steps into the front room, taking in the familiar papers, scrolls, and cushions scattered around the floor, the desk, the shelves… he sees one booklet poking out of a plant pot. A Snow Lion Bush, red berries gleaming and viny tendrils swaying as if in an invisible breeze—maybe that is what’s responsible for the unusually cool temperatures Shang Qinghua always seems to keep his rooms at. Mu Qingfang almost wishes he’d worn an extra layer. 

Shang Qinghua starts making tea, and Mu Qingfang moves to take the kettle from his hands.

“Please, allow me. I’m the one who is disturbing you so late.” Best to step in before they both end up sipping bitter tea. 

Shang Qinghua chuckles and raises his hands in defeat, stepping away to ease himself down at his overflowing desk. Mu Qingfang makes a note—stiff, moving gingerly. Fatigue, muscle strain, or an injury he’s avoiding aggravating? He roots around Shang Qinghua’s cabinets until he locates slightly stale dried danshen and curcumin, makes a note to bring more by later as a thank you. 

“So… who’s the lucky victim?” Shang Qinghua asks. 

Mu Qingfang nudges some scrolls aside with his foot and sits in front of the man’s desk, pushing more paperwork aside to set down the pot and two cups of tea with Shang Qinghua’s consenting hand-wave. 

“You know I can’t tell you that, Shixiong.” 

“Ah I know, I know. Can’t blame me for asking. I really want it to be that one guy from Qiong Ding who keeps denying my funding requests for—anyways, it doesn’t matter. What are you looking for, exactly?” 

Mu Qingfang knocks his tea back like downing a cup of wine. “I have two victims of a spring plant. Contact based—their clothes were coated in an opalescent pink powder, fine grained. I spoke with them both individually. One described it as ‘vine like,’ the other ‘bush like.’ Both said the flowers were white and pink, with green stems and leaves and a darker pink tear drop shaped metal emerging from a soft, fur-like white bud.”

“Ahh, ‘Drawstring pulled tight upon sweet fragrance pent within’1?” Shang Qinghua asks, quoting something Mu Qingfang doesn’t recognize. He tilts his head, and Shang Qinghua waves him off. “Don’t worry about it. Those sound familiar! Should I assume the sect members in question are, ah, feeling some effect?” 

“They have refused the… ordinary methods of relief from a trained service worker, myself, each other, and any other member of the sect who might be asked. One of them has a fever that’s making them hallucinate, and the other has developed an unusual rash.” 

TBC...

1王文英 (Wáng Wényīng) Poems of a Hundred Flowers: number 70 - Purse Peony

玲珑奇巧涎欲滴

[anachronismstellar]

I'm here again, this time to further the MQF/SQH agenda!

And I'm happy to help the MQF/SQH agenda fjshskdjsk :D

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Mu Qingfang had no idea how he got there, all he knew is that when he blinked he had walked all the way to An Ding Peak, hand up in the air, ready to knock on Shang Qinghua's private quarters.

In his defense, it had been one of those days... For the past weeks. And today it seemed that the Heavens decided to test all his skills, only to deem him unworthy.

He considered leaving, now that he had woken up from his haze, but the Heavens intervined once more, apparently. The door opened slowly, and a sleepy Shang Qinghua blinked at him looking like a dream, his outer robe open, revealing the silk of his inner shirt and pants.

"Mu-shidi?" He asked as he opened the door fully for the other get inside. Mu Qingfang hesitaded, considering his options, an excuse ready on his lips. But the final blow came in the form of a hug, strong arms picking him up, their bodies melting as two soft candles burned out by long nights.

"I head about the attack," Shang Qinghua said he walked them towards his room, gently laying the doctor on the unmade bed, kneeling next to him to help with his boots. "Here's what we are going to do. Are you with me?"

Mu Qingfang nodded, even though he might not being entirely truthful, focusing on Shang Qinghua's voice to ground himself.

"Good. I'm going to make us some tea, the good lavender blend you like," Shang Qinghua said as he got rid of the first two layers of Mu Qingfang clothing, pulling a heavy blanket over him, the weight making Mu Qingfang sigh with relief. "Then you're going to eat and sleep. Sounds like a good plan?"

Again Mu Qingfang nodded, blinking as his glasses were carefully taken from his face and left on the small table next to the low bed. After that came off the pins in his hair, Shang Qinghua's hands combing it until all the knots were gone, scratching Mu Qingfang's scalp here and there.

"Good. Take a nap, I won't be long," Shang Qinghua whispered and Mu Qingfang didn't need to hear it twice. He didn't actually sleep, body too wired to let go without anyone there to wake him in case of trouble, but he was able to lull himself into a meditation state, focusing on his breathing and heart beat.

His mind wandered, eyes closed, the smell of ink permeating the bed mixed with the scent of Shang Qinghua’s bitter tea. He made a mental note to pull his ear for drinking it too much, chuckling when the memory of his first time he had to scold Shang Qinghua came to his mind.

It had been just another afternoon, and technically it was supposed to be just another mission. But as a Head Disciple, Mu Qingfang was starting to learn that nothing was "just a" or "normal" when certain disciples were involved.

"So explain to me again," He held back a sigh, because sighing in front of a patient was unprofessional and made things harder for him in the long run. "You were responsible for a delivery of-"

"Two, one for Zui Xian Peak and-"

"Two deliveries, right." And this time was impossible for him to hold back his sigh. Honestly, this guy had his brain scattered all over the place, how he didn't end up in his office before was a miracle. "Two deliveries, one of Jasmine tea and another of- What's the name again?"

The An Ding disciple shuffled his feet as he looked everywhere but Mu Qingfang's face, a drop of sweat running down his cheek even though outside the winds of Autumn were already strong enough for him to force a ban on sword flying for the next weeks.

"Uh. Tiger Lilies?" the other said with a weak laugh, picking on his nails as he finally had the courage to look Mu Qingfang in the eye, warm brown almost vanishing under the size of his dilated pupils. "But then I ran into Qi Qingqi-shiji and she had to have tea delivered immediately because of a party and-"

"And between one delivery and the other you mixed the parcels and-"

"And I kinda gave the Jasmine tea to Qi Qingqi-shiji, the other tea to Zui Xian Peak and-"

"And you brew some Tiger Lilies tea for yourself."

It was Shang Qinghua's time to sigh as he pressed both hands against his eyes, his shoulders sagging under the embarrassment he must be feeling.

It happened to all of them at some point, no need to shame. But to be hit with an aphrodisiac for the first time because you mixed up the delivery order?

Yea it was a bit embarrassing.

"Here's what we are going to do," Mu Qingfang got up from his low chair to check his cabinet for all the things they would need, picking up some bottles. "I'm going to prepare the room, and I'm going to help you out. Then you're going to drink proper tea and eat, and rest for at least two days, got it?"

The fever must be picking up, because all that Shang Qinghua could do was nod, licking his dry lips as he stared at the bottles on Mu Qingfang table. For a second he seemed terrified, and it crossed Mu Qingfang's mind that- this might be his first time.

He felt bad, scratching his head as the considered if it was a good idea to ask. The poor guy already looked so stressed, Heavens, should he offer to call someone else?

"This one- This one appreciates Mu-shixiong offer, but I know you must be tired, you don't-!"

"Shang-shidi," he interruped the other with a wave of his hand, cutting off that nonsense by the root. "You don't need to worry about me, I'm here to help you, I won't stand here and watch you suffer-"

"No! No, I know, Mu-shixiong is a good person, and I know you care about us all, even when we make dumb mistakes I- Uh. I just-"

The compliment made Mu Qingfang pause, surprised that the other had such high esteem for him. He thought they had met just a few times?

"- so, I think, maybe I could take care of it by taking care of you?!"

The hushed sentence made no senses for a long while, Mu Qingfang trying to process what in the all realms was the other talking about. And his confusion as plain to see, because Shang Qinghua took a deep breath and started explaining again, blushing all the way up to his hair, picking on his nails again.

"I mean, Mu-shixiong is kind and I've seen how you treat everyone and- I also know this is your third night shift so you must be tired, so I was thinking, maybe, since I have all this energy and Shixiong- Not that you won't be able to handle your duties! I know you are a strong cultivator, I just thought-"

"Yes," Mu Qingfang answered half to spare them the embarrassment of the situation, half because-

Holy shit when was the last time someone wanted to take care of him? And what a sad truth, but a truth one nonetheless.

"I mean, if makes you more comfortable, o-of course." he quickly corrected himself, trying to ignore his own sweaty palms and the heat climbing up his neck.

Memory mixed up with reality as Shang Qinghua kissed him on the forehead like he did for the first time so many years ago, making Mu Qingfang smile as he forced himself to stay in the moment, humming as Shang Qinghua kisses went all the way down his face until he got a peck on the lips.

"Feeling better?" Qinghua asked, to which Mu Qingfang nodded, still not entirely ready to speak. "Good, come on, I've stolen some cake from Shen-shixiong, they're really good."

It took him a moment to be able to stand, but slowly and surely he walked, Shang Qinghua's arm a comforting presence on his waist, his blabling a soothing white noise.

And just like that Mu Qingfang let himself go, allowing someone to be there for him for some time.

[radiantaro]

[Swap AU] doodle postings

SWAP AU's storyline is somehow similar to the SVSSS itself. It's just that our transmigrators (Shen Yuan and Shang Qinghua) and the peak lords are demons of this story and our demons of the original svsss (Luo Binghe and Mobei-jun) are the ones who transmigrated in the novel. To be precise, our author now is Mo Beijun aka Lord of the Frost and the anti-fan now is Luo Binghe aka Heavenly Pillar while our demons are now Yuan-Jun aka Shen-Jun (Qing Jing Demon Lord - Heavenly Demon) and Shang-Jun (An Ding Demon Lord - Fire Demon).

Although, pretty much the same, I tried to make some different plot points because I'm trying to fill in these plot holes (like Shen Yuan lmao).

SQH - Fire Demon / An Ding Lord

QQQ- Flower Demon / Xian Shu Lord

MQF - Snake Demon / Qian Cao Lord

LQG- Water Demon / Bai Zhan Lord

YQY- Heavenly Demon / Qiong Ding Lord