#i haven't heard shidi~ in months

[danmeichael]

i saw the sqq saying shidi icon and i knew this was gonna be a great blog. lo and behold, i was entirely correct.

i can immediately tell you're a scholar bc you know exactly what scene my icon is from. thank you for visiting my blog. you are like a beautiful angel to me.

[pearlescentpearl]

murder cat sword only likes its wielder's boyfriend , one of my favourite SVSS fics of all time! Either Binghe’s perspective on this unexpected Shidi with weird priorities, or a future time stamp a few months in the future?

or a thousand years is a long time to be idle future time stamp, LQG and flower!SY continuing to be disgustingly married/

oh gosh, I haven't poked at scum villain in so long. alright here we go.

When Luo Binghe opens his eyes to a wooden ceiling, the feel of sheets against bare skin, and Xin Mo nowhere near, he's prepared to have a bad day he fully intends to make someone else's bad day. He reeks like the silty end of a river, his hair feels like one big itchy clump on his scalp, and his throat is dry as hell; all in all, raking his claws on some handsy fool sounds like a perfect pick me up.

What looks like a humble bedroom is at least not the worst place he could wake up in. Luo Binghe will give it that.

Stumbling, yanking the sheets around him as he goes, Luo Binghe makes his way to the curtain separating off the bedroom and listens intently.

No one's in the house. Strange. Did a would be thief have the decency to dump his nude self under shelter before abandoning him?

No. Ridiculous. This house looks freshly occupied.

Ah, a window!

Well, Luo Binghe thinks, finding his clothes haphazardly strung up on a clothesline outside, one less thing to take out of someone's hide, he guesses. Not by much though, his nose wrinkles, even from here he can tell they've been improperly laundered.

But he sees also a water pump so he pops the wooden frame of the window out with a brief burst of qi and crawls out. Ah, blessed, clean smelling water on his scalp, sluicing away the filth, how he has missed you. When he razes the world to blood and ashes he'll be sure to spare this pump only.

Now clean and water flash dried to steam with a touch of demon fire, sheet wrapped back around him properly, Luo Binghe follows the faint sound of a voice coming from what seems to be a forge in the back. Strange... Why would a blacksmith live in such an isolated spot? It's not at all practical for their trade.

Suspicious, Luo Binghe creeps on silent feet and peeks in.

The smith's back is turned to him, and-- yes, that is the feel of a cultivator. Nowhere near as strong as himself, but Luo Binghe finds fewer and fewer of those these days.

More importantly, he has Xin Mo and appears to be doing something to it. Why the sword hasn't obliterated the flesh from his hands for touching it is a mystery.

No sense in letting this play out, he hasn't patience for that. Grabbing the sword from the nearby rack, Luo Binghe's slips it in under the man's chin, noting the cultivator-youthful features. Kind of an average pretty boy, but that kind of things gets run of the mill in the sects.

"Good morning?" the smith tries, voice pleasantly clear and low. He must have excellent recitation. "Are you... feeling better?"

Am I feeling better? Luo Binghe mocks in his head. After your cursory hospitality how could I not be in peak condition?

"Who are you and what are you doing to Xin Mo?" He demands, keeping the sword rock steady.

"This one is Shen Yuan of Wan Jian Peak, of Cang Qiong Mountain Sect," Shen Yuan says, like it's not stabbing half a dozen of Luo Binghe's reverse scales concurrently. "I pulled you out of the river this morning. As for your sword; I'm cleaning it."

Likely story! Luo Binghe was born in the morning but it wasn't this morning! He'd only been to Wan Jian Peak the once to get long lost Zheng Yang, but he'd heard all the gossip from Ning Yingying how homebodied and insular the Third Peak was. They were the one of the least inclined to leave the sect before reaching a mastery level in their craft, and that took a minimum of twenty years. This guy hardly felt older than himself, so unless he started in the cradle the only thing he's mastered is bullshit!

"Wan Jian Peak," Luo Binghe repeats, unimpressed. Let's see the liar sweat with holes poked in his story. "I was under the impression none of you ever left the mountain."

"I am a senior disciple expanding my horizons," Shen Yuan says loftily, scowling.  “Now are you going to stop being such an ungrateful guest any time soon? I’d like to get on with my day, please.”

No fear? Odd. Annoying. Who was this that being disarmed and held at sword point on his knees is treated as a mere inconvenience?

He finds his grip on the hilt relaxing despite himself. "Xin Mo doesn't need cleaning."

"That's where you're wrong," Shen Yuan calmly refutes, still in that lofty tone, brazenly pushing the sword away with a single finger. “This poor thing smells like enough old blood to put an abandoned butchery to shame. Did you find it in a mass grave or something?”

Luo Binghe twitches, feeling caught out. That's... too accurate, actually.

“It’s a demonic sword, it does that,” he growls, scrambling to keep control of the situation. And, shit, he said too much!

He can't quite... parse the look the other is giving him. Shen Yuan almost seems to double take, eyes wide and fascinated, like he's just now noticing Luo Binghe properly. But it's too perceptive, it's too knowing, Luo Binghe feels naked before whatever enlightenment is Shen Yuan is having. Really, who is this?

“Still no harm in letting me do my job,” Shen Yuan insists, implacable and unafraid, popping the cork off of whatever poison he thinks will stick to Xin Mo. “If nothing else I can cut down on the smell.”

Should Luo Binghe just kill him now and have done with it? Is he really as weak as he feels and just stupidly overconfident, or is he hiding his strength? A normal cultivator of his strength ought to be cowering before Luo Binghe's might by this point.

He hesitates. Xin Mo pulses hungrily in his senses, angry claws. "Fine." Whatever Shen Yuan uses won't affect Xin Mo anyway.

Or, at least, so he thought. That is... an impressive amount of rancid blood trying to flood the foor.

Shen Yuan arches a brow at him, and it feels extremely judgy.

"Ah," Luo Binghe says, unable to really... defend himself here.

"Ah," Shen Yuan parrots back with a too knowing nod.

[rosethornewrites]

Tuesday-Friday T & G reading

The usual

Finished

Teen:

An arrow to the heart, by IsilmeLasgalen (7 chapters, might not be complete)

If you try to kill someone make sure they are dead or it might actually make them stronger.

Wei Ying can take a lot as long as he knew his A Yuan and his Lan Zhan were safe and sound but they should have never, ever hurt his family.

Linger, by apathyinreverie

Nie Mingjue’s spirit lingers after his death. He sees everything, all the while unable to interfere or make his presence known in any way, less than a specter of a soul that had once been. It is its own kind torture.

Right until Guanyin Temple, where everything comes to light, and Wei Wuxian finally puts his spirit to rest, finally leaving him to sleep forevermore.

Or so Mingjue had assumed.

Missing Pieces, by Moonanstars

There were so many times over the years that Lan Zhan wonders if it would be better if the handprint on his shoulder had just burned away like it should have when Wei Wuxian died.

take a devil by the hands, by otherhippo (hippopotamus)

Lan Zhan has not seen nor heard from Wei Ying in over a month when he returns to Yiling.

The town is no different to how Lan Zhan had left it, in the market stalls lining the streets and the tea house on the corner - he can almost see Wei Ying running at him while A-Yuan clutched at his leg, and closes his eyes against the flush of humiliation at how little he understood the child at first.

But Wei Ying won't be in town today: he is not the person Lan Zhan has come here to see - though he is the reason.

(Or - Wei Ying doesn't sleep - he avoids it at all costs. When he does sleep, it's interrupted by nightmares and terrors. Wen Qing worries about him, but he won't accept her help - so she does the only thing she can think of, and calls the only person more stubborn than Wei Ying.)

Searching for a Face that is Lost, by geethr75 (2nd in a series, 19 chapters)

Lan Xichen is taken to Lotus Pier, and is afraid, and grieving

four people in a room and a wedding that cannot happen, by MarbleGlove (3rd in a series)

Jiang Yanli, Young Madam Jin, takes care of the people she considers hers. Jin Guangyao isn't sure what to make of being included among that number beyond wishing he didn't need it so desperately.

She also takes care of Jin Guangshan, but in a different way.

nothing much left to say, by NocturnalFriend (7th in a series)

Jin Guangyao is made to pay for his crimes. Lan Xichen meets his brother's son and makes a decision. Lan Qiren is left to mourn another family member,

hole in our souls, by sssrha

No one expects it when the last of the Wen Remnants don’t die peacefully. No one expects the consequences of it, either.

(Or: The Wen Remnants died due to no fault of their own. And now they’re back, and they’re demanding repentance.)

A Little Bit Worse, by iamwish (2nd in a series)

Wen Qing’s perspective of Wei Wuxian’s murder field trip.

It takes place after “Ch 3 - WWX pov” of Here With Me (the 4th chapter in the fic), and during Ch 4 and 5

How can you explain that?, by MakoSky22 (2 chapters)

"Jiang Cheng I understand your worried but I'm fine. What was I supposed to do when shidi was in trouble? Leave him?"

"Yes."

or me hyperfixiating on when jiang cheng telling wei wuxian he shouldnt have saved lan wangji or jin zixuan in the cave and applying it to the other people around him.

Step by step, by apathyinreverie

No one expects it. When Lan Wangji protests the collaboration between his own family and the Jiangs so vehemently. Much less his reasons for doing so.

Insult the Doctor Prior to Surgery, by Hauntcats

This is a continuation of a chapter from Jiang Cheng - Dumb Ways To Die by such_stuff_as_dreams_are_made_on

I couldn't let go of the idea.

Not Jiang friendly. If you don't like that, please, don't read. It will only make you unhappy.

General:

No, Wei Wuxian, You Cannot Divorce A Man You Haven't Married Yet!, by stiltonbasket (5 chapters)

"Have you heard? The second young mistress of Yunmeng Jiang broke her troth with Hanguang-jun and ran off to the Burial Mounds with Wen Qionglin!"

"Ah, poor Lan-er-gongzi. Breaking her sister's engagement wasn't enough for Wei-guniang, she had to betray her own intended!"

In which Wei Wuxian ditches the cultivation world, Lan Wangji goes grocery shopping, Lan Sizhui narrates his parents' love story, and Nie Huaisang is the only one who knows what's really going on. Prompt fic!

Lotus Remix, by TheAdelaideParade (5 chapters)

As if Wei Wuxian didn't have enough problems when he came back from the dead, now he has to figure out just what is going on with Lan Zhan to make him go into seclusion. It looks like he'll have to tag along on this mystery if he wants to figure anything out. And just who is that Jiang disciple who keeps popping up everywhere?

Or, a canon AU in which someone else saved Wen Yuan before Lan Wangji could get to him.

Alliance, by LtLJ (2nd in a series)

Now that Jiang Cheng, Wei Wuxian, and Wen Ning have escaped from Carp Tower with Jin Ling, they know the whole cultivation world will turn against them. They need allies, and they need to talk about their feelings. One of these things will be harder than the others.

Conspiracy, by LtLJ (3rd in a series)

Wei Wuxian, Lan Wangji, Jiang Cheng, and Wen Ning set off to solve the mystery. Nie Huaisang shows up to help, and that definitely doesn't make things any easier.

Nothing Endures But Change, by Glitterbombshell (2nd in a series, 4 chapters)

After his impromptu (infamous) snowball class, Wei Wuxian acquires several new shadows, all of them eager for more of his brand of help with their lessons. Lan Zhan acquires a bit more competition for his husband's attention, but if it makes Wei Ying happy he can hardly complain. Lan Qiren possibly acquires more ulcers when he finally realizes where the Lan sect's youngest disciples have been sneaking off to for their study period.

The Past Cannot Be Changed, The Future Is Yet In Your Power, by Glitterbombshell (3rd in a series, 4 chapters)

Lan Qiren has a few conversations with varying degrees of comfort. Lan Zhan does his best to assure Wei Wuxian that they can't actually be kicked out of the Cloud Recesses. Choices are presented and choices are made and the Lan clan may just never be the same.

To Believe With Certainty We Must Begin With Doubting, by Glitterbombshell (4th in a series, 4 chapters)

Everything seems to be falling into place in the Cloud Recesses. Wei Wuxian thinks he might actually have a lasting truce with Lan Qiren, he's getting along well with the teacher that Lan Qiren wishes him to replace, Lan Sizhui and Lan Jingyi are even helping him get his sleeping schedule in order!

He didn't ask for their help, but that's beside the point.

Wei Wuxian is preparing to officially start teaching in the Cloud Recesses. It all seems to be going well, there is no looming disaster on the horizon, nothing that needs his attention besides getting ready to be the best instructor for his students that he can.

Everything is good. It's all...it's all so good. And it's going to stay that way this time.

Right?

The Real Husband, by crazy_v

Wei Wuxian's colleagues think that he is dating Lan Xichen. Lan Wangji shows them who he is actually with.

Moonlight Shadow, by nirejseki

Late in the night in front of the memorial tablet of the now-deceased Sect Leader Nie, his former lovers come to pay respects.

State of Decline, by FlautistsandPeonies

The Jiang ancestors watch over their descendants and the inevitable future of their sect.

Unfinished

Teen:

catch and release (and catch again), by Gaez (bell_flowers)

Before he can even puzzle out what’s happened he’s falling. Falling but still holding Lan Zhan’s hand. Still holding Lan Zhan’s hand because Sandu has severed Lan Zhan’s wrist.

(Lan Zhan was not supposed to catch him. He most certainly wasn’t supposed to follow Wei Wuxian over the cliff.)

Battle Chefs, by sami

BATTLE CHEFS IS COMING!

by Qin Su

The new season of Battle Chefs is upon us, and once again I will be recapping every episode. Join us to discuss the latest season of everyone's favourite video-game-themed cooking contest!

Wen Qing is returning as the Referee and Jiang Cheng and Jiang Yanli will be our Players for the PvP section once again. Raid Boss Wei Ying is sure to make things interesting as always, and the trailers for this season promised us new heights of drama and excitement.

They honestly could have just promised us pretty. It's going to be great!

If You Will It..., by JoyPiece

Wei Wuxian gets resurrected against his will!

So what will he do about it?

Will he follow the path set out for him?

No!

He secludes himself in the Burial Mounds.

I Hear a Symphony, by Blueroses27

It has been 13 years, 13 years since the burial mounds were cut off from the rest of the world. No one was heard from the Yiling Patriarch, not even the Jiang siblings. Most have assumed it was to amass power but after 13 years they stopped preparing and moved on; until a letter with a fox seal finds it's way on to Sect Leader Lan Xichen's desk.

The Twin Ghosts of Yunmeng, by sandupommelfrog

Yanli, Jiang Cheng, Jin Zixuan, Lan Wangji, and Wen Qing put together a plan to bring Wei Wuxian home and secretly resettle the Wen remnants and it goes well until it doesn’t. The Twin Prides of Yunmeng have died in disgrace, but their memory haunts the cultivation world as demonic cultivators wreak havoc in Yunmeng and violet lightning strikes around the now cursed Lotus Pier.

Jiang Cheng breathes once again and has no choice but to continue forward to resurrect his sect (again) and raise his nephew.

(Also a mer au)

Here With Me, by iamwish

Wen Qing finds him on the roof of where he’s been staying, nursing a jar of Sishu’s wine.

“Wei Wuxian! What are you doing up there?”

Wei Wuxian hasn’t had nearly enough wine to get tipsy, let alone drunk enough for his words to slur, but he slurs them anyway for nostalgia. “What if Lan Zhan doesn’t fall in love with me?”

-

Wei Wuxian finds himself in the past, a few months before the Gusu Lan lectures, and decides that his best shot at hiding his trauma fixing the future is faking his own kidnapping and asking Wen Qing who all he needs to kill before she or someone she trusts is in charge of QishanWen. Clearly, he thought this through.

Or: Wei Wuxian creates a No War!AU, and then he has to live in it.

General:

Confrontation, by LtLJ (4th in a series)

It's time for the final battle at Lotus Pier, and everybody finally talks about their relationships. It's still not easy.

Once upon a lifetime, by HuaisangsIntellect

The second he awoke, Wei Wuxian realises that he has been sent to the past, but at what cost? How will he prevent the Sunshot Campaign and make sure none of his loved ones die? And... why is Lan Wangji so different than what he remembered?

(Or: Wei Wuxian somehow finds himself back in the past and causes trouble along the way.)

(This work is being rewritten and reposted!)

Then not in vain for you I pine, by BlueAthena (2nd in a series)

In another world, Jiang Fengmian does not find true love and is accused of loving the ghost of a dead woman.

In this world, he finds true love but it is not with the ghost of said woman.

(Because long before he met the maiden that descended from celestial mountains, he grew up with a man who held the moon in his eyes and unbeknownst to them both, held Fengmian’s heart in his hands.)