#open up to someone he tian please please please please

[motianz]

He trusts He tian so much, it's going to be so devastating when he realizes it's not just for a few days

Even worse, he tian didn't even have the courage to him to tell him the whole truth

Why would Ox do this 😭

[wanderlust-in-my-soul]

Currently Watching - August

aka The Masterlist

Because I love a good little list - in alphabetical order! 😊

Regularly updated during the month, latest update 29.08.2024

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At the end you can have a look at what we can expect in August with a MDL link and a link for a trailer (if avaible).

This is guaranteed to contain spoilers!

1. 4 Minutes 🇹🇭 (4/8)

Okay. I catched up. I wasn't in the mood for this series, but now I am a little bit hooked. We have a really cute couple here with a really nice love-making-scene. We have a totally messed up relationship of three people, two love each other, two hurt the other one and two are horny for one with very graphic scenes. And yes, I saw it too. Oh, the story itself? Confusing, yet interesting.

2. Cityboy_Log 4.2 🇰🇷 (17/23)

This week was... okayish. They were mostly bonding at a group and doing stuff together. Nothing really happend. They played games, the trouple was cute and JJ tried to act, but really, those moments were more cringe than anything else...

3. First Note of Love 🇹🇼 (4/12)

The looks they gave each other! The constant bickering! The compliments! The necklace as a gift! I see you! I like them. They get more comfortable together and are now forming a band. Hopefully Sea can help Neil getting back on stage without fainting or having a panic attack. I am curious how this whole series will move on, but I am intrigued. But what is that age gap?

4. Hidamari ga Kikoeru 🇯🇵 (10/12)

🥲 I'm fine... the only thing that helped me in the end was the preview for next week. How could he listen to Maya? How? I know why, but still... why? And now Taichi thinks he was just a replacable someone who doesn't mean anything to Kohei 😭 I really don't like it here! And I hope Maya chokes on her words! I don't care that she's going to cry next episode. Right now I still don't like her. Boys! Get your shit together and talk to each other! Please!

5. I Saw You In My Dream 🇹🇭 (7/12)

THIS WHOLE SCENE WAS SO DAMN CUTE!!!!! I like them! And Yu finally collecting his courage to tell Ai, he likes him. I need Ai to tell him he likes him too! But the preview for next week! I can't wait! The best start in my vacation! Do I feel bad for Wann? No, not really. He saw the signs, he got the vibe between Yu and Ai, but he still tried. I guess he is a good guy, but he is not Yu.

6. Seoul Blues 🇰🇷 (3/8)

Well... Our bad boy got together with their mutual friend. Little Mr. Angsty likes our bad boy, but is to afraid what might change, so he didn't take his change when bad boy confessed to him. And of course he now is unsure about bad boy's feelings. And our lady in denial knows that her bad boy doesn't like he like that and I guess she can feel those two are very much into each other, but she still wanna try it and give it a shot. Well... good luck. And while she is thinking about her bad boy thinking about someone else while kissing her, her bad boy is now kissing little Mr. Angsty. I don't know how this friendship can be fixed. There is so much wrong with their entire realtion-/friendship... and I love it!

7. Takara no Vidro 🇯🇵 (9/11)

I started with mixed feelings about this series and I ended up totally loving it! I enjoy this series very much! They talk with each other and they understand each other. They have such a good relationship at this point and I love how Takara is opening up and questioning his plans for the future. Life is unpredictable, love is unpredictable and there can be people who change your plans for the better or worst, but that is something for other shows.

8. The On1y One 🇹🇼 (4/12)

Best chemistry! I love them! I love pounting Wang and this absolutely smitten boy Tian so much! Tian was everything this episode. He couldn't stop looking at Wang and couldn't stop smiling. He is already in love. And Wang uses Tian for learning, but he is slowly falling. And I hope it will be this: he fell first, but he fell harder! Good series!

9. The Trainee 🇹🇭 (8/12)

This was one of the cutest episodes ever and at the same time one of the saddest with the most wholesome break-up ever. Ba-Mhee did something wrong, she apologised and Tae realised that he is part of the problem. I am cusious how they work around this whole story. But Jane and Ryan. Oh the cuteness! I loved every scene with them. And I loved that Jane was jealous and Ryan reassured him. I am a little bit anxious about next week. Guess this was my favorite episode so far!

10. Word of Honor 🇨🇳 (20/36)

Those two flirt a lot and are a married couple. Everyone knows that. And I love and enjoy that! Overall this is such a fun watch and the different sects and intrigues are sometimes a little bit confusing, but interesting. I love this world of martial arts and I love how protective Wen Kexing is over Zhou Zishu. I haven't felt like watching this lately. I wasn't in the right mood.

Finished in August

Series

His Man Season 3 🇰🇷

What was that? I enjoyed the first two seasons so much! And this one felt very manipulated by the production. The secret missions were just there to cause drama and misunderstandings. And othe rparts really felt just boring. I was not really invested in the couples this time. I wish we would have seen more of their friendships. Perhaps that was because the fight between JY and MK was so centred. In the end I am happy MS and MK made it and became a couple. And it is nice that SM and JS got together too. But who thought it was a good idea to keep that "break-up" between YJ and HM in the show? That was just awful to watch! I never saw them vibing together, but a short notice that they decided to stay friends would have been enough. I don't have to see that Hanmin gave the ring back, they made together. I get where he is coming from, but I wish they could have talked about this in private! There were some bad coices of the production which was not favourable for the show! If there is a season 4 I hope it stays away from artificial drama! Just a 7 out of 10 for me.

Century of Love 🇹🇭

We got a happy ending. Hm. Great. I don't know. I guess I wouldn't have mind if San had died. It was a little bit too constructed with the little piece of that stone in the end and the change of heart from the fake Vad... So I am a little bit dissappointed with the ending. Yes, I cried, because I have feelings, but at some points I had to skip parts because there were just too many emotions that clashed in my face. But I am happy for San and Vee. Overall a good 8 out of 10.

Bad Guy 🇰🇷

Honestly? I like cheating stories when my couple wins. In conclusion, I liked this short series. I am curious if we get a second part like with Blue Boys. I would be happy if we could just end it here. The two sad boys finally got their happy ending and can now be enough for each other. I like that. Wish we could see a little bit of their everyday life or how this decision impacts their lifes. I liked it. I give it a 8 out of 10.

Cosmic Playlover 🇯🇵

I enjoyed the show. It felt a little bit rushed, but over all, I enjoyed the plot and the love story. Two men working in the beauty industry and both go their own way and just loving what they do. That was also really good to see! I especially enjoyed the dynamic between these two. And they talked! Sure there was drama, but in the end they talkes to each other and listened to each other and could solve their problems. Such a nice little show. I give it good 8,5 out of 10.

Movie

Short Film

Dropped in August

My Love Mix-Up! 🇹🇭

I guess I've dropped this one. I don't know why exactly. I think it was a cute story and I liked watching it, but right now I don't have the energy to keep going. I will come back to this one when it is finished and when I am in the mood for some fluff.

Looking forward to in August

The Last Time - Trailer (Aug 16th)

The Loyal Pin - Trailer (Aug 4th)

Sugar Dog Life - Trailer (Aug 4th)

Summer Night - Trailer (Aug 5th)

Cosmetic Playlover (Aug 6th)

Monster Next Door - Trailer (Aug 8th)

First Note Of Love - Trailer (Aug 12th)

Addicted Heroin - Trailer (Aug 13th)

Love Beneathe The Stars - Trailer (Aug 16th)

The Paradise Of Thornes - Trailer (Aug 22nd - Thai Cinemas)

The On1y One (Aug 22nd)

Affair - Trailer (Aug 30th)

[scribblestatic]

Baa baa.

Note: I'm switching from using "martial aunt/uncle" to the Chinese pronunciation, which is kinda inconsistent to what I was doing before, but it be like that.

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Tian Chui's head cracked, teeth breaking and biting through his tongue. The top of his skull caved in, blood covering the sheep's face.

Immediately, the demon went still, his body flopping limply onto the ground.

The disciples and demons all stood in shock. Luo Binghe, who lost his footing at being pushed aside, looked up from the ground with wide eyes.

Blood dripped and spread across the cracked floor. The large, mystical ram raised its head and shook it, blood splattering on the ground as it fell from its wool. It then opened its eyes, the huadian somehow standing out in the midst of the red covering its face, green eyes vibrant and gleaming with anger.

It quietly moved, still facing the demons, and stood in front of Luo Binghe, putting its body between the two. Lowering its head, it made a clear threat to the other side—

Try that again and a bludgeoning death awaits.

Binghe's eyes widened, his fatigue fading in an instant.

"Shizun..." he whispered.

'Well done, my disciple,' he said back in a voice only he could hear, still facing their enemies. 'You were exemplary.'

Inside, Shen Yuan was in quite the state.

He just murdered someone, but it's okay! It's a dog-eat-dog world, and they'd threatened his little lamb—even a bull kills to protect his herd. In a xianxia setting, death happens daily!

But Jesus Christ, the guy's head exploded on him! He has blood dripping down his face! He wants to clean up immediately! It smells so terrible! He has blood all over his face!! He was expecting it to hurt the demon of several thousands of years, but not to pop his brain like a cherry!!

Scary! Why'd that happen?!

Also, what even is a xianxia??

Because of his worries, he didn't realize he'd so easily called Binghe his disciple with possession, making the young man's heart grow three times bigger for his Shizun.

With everyone frozen in place, shocked by the turn of events, a strong burst of spiritual energy breaking through the rest of the barrier to block the cultivators from leaving startled them all back into action.

"Liu-shishu!"

"Liu-shishu exited seclusion!"

"Bai Zhan Peak’s War God has exited seclusion, see if you demons dare to be arrogant anymore!"

As the man clad in white and grey landed down, sword in hand, Shen Yuan had an epiphany.

Oh! It's the pretty man! The one he saved alongside Shen Qingqiu—who was very confusing, all things considered. Anyway, so he was a peak lord as well! Fascinating!

The peak lords should take better care of themselves!! What was this?! Having qi deviations left and right. Aiyah! Stressing a mere prey animal out the way they did!

Liu Qingge, as though hearing his thoughts, shot him a look, though Shen Yuan kept his head low and horns aimed. However, the look was quick, and he instead turned toward the demons, flicking his sword out to the side.

If anything, considering how close they were standing, it almost looked like Liu Qingge was protecting him alongside the disciples! Nice pose, nice pose!

On the other side, Sha Hualing grimaced, immediately acknowledging there was no way to succeed. It was one thing if they were only facing Shen Qingqiu, but the War God of Bai Zhan Peak would've likely been reason to flee by himself. Facing them both would be suicide.

“Everyone, today was my miscalculation. There will be time for goodbyes in the future! Let’s go!”

Liu Qingge laughed then, cold and humorless.

“Coming and going as you please. What big face you have."

From there, it was a bloodbath not too unlike the one Shen Yuan took. Sword energy rained down from the sky, killing demons like flies as they tried to flee. The disciples of other peaks also jumped into the fray, killing the ones lagging behind as Sha Hualing led them off the mountain as quickly as she could.

The mood brightened immediately, though there were still several injured cultivators, and perhaps a few dead that they had yet to learn about.

Not having to put his guard up, Shen Yuan huffed, raising his head. He managed not to stumble when familiar arms wrapped around his neck, face burying into his wool.

'Aiyah, Binghe, you're going to lose face.'

But, of course, his sticky lamb didn't care, continuing to hug him until he calmed down. Shen Yuan felt his wool get wet there, knowing the boy was crying. Ah, what active tear ducts he has! He's young and needs guidance, of course.

Speaking of which...

With everything calming down, Luo Binghe stood and wiped his face just as Shen Qingqiu and Liu Qingge turned their attention toward them.

Hahh... Shen Yuan knew the risk he was taking, revealing himself to a peak lord. Now, revealed to two of them? There was no running back to Qing Jing Peak now.

"What is this."

Luo Binghe turned toward the Bai Zhan Peak Lord, already bristling at the tone with which he referred to his teacher.

"He is Shizun." Said Shizun shifted on his hooves, nudging Luo Binghe pointedly. "...answering Liu-shishu."

"Shizun, you say," Shen Qingqiu hummed, eyes narrowed behind his cracked fan. "It seems you lack an understanding of respect, Luo Binghe. I don't recall this animal feeding, clothing, or educating you."

Shen Yuan worried for a moment at the feeling of anger he felt flash from Luo Binghe. However, he managed to temper his commentary.

"Begging your forgiveness, Shen-shifu."

...

Shen Yuan closed his eyes and lit a candle for himself in his heart. He was definitely going to get slaughtered.

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Proclaiming that he was a potentially dangerous spiritual beast, Shen Qingqiu had Shen Yuan bound in a halter. Upon finding the old, fading tattoo marking him as a sheep from Xin Ya, he waited alongside the disciples he had hold onto him for the other peak lords to return, presumably to ensure he went back accordingly.

Of course, Luo Binghe protested the entire time. Though he had been ordered to return with several other disciples to Qing Jing Peak, he suddenly popped right back up when Yue Qingyuan and the others returned. He begged for Shen Yuan's life to be spared, citing how he had killed a demon that tried to kill him and also knew how to speak, though only Binghe could understand him. Shen Qingqiu scoffed at the idea, but otherwise said little to refute his claims.

The other peak lords seemed to look at Binghe with some pity over his mental state until it was confirmed he had, indeed, dealt the final blow on a demon—a strong one at that. If he'd done that, he likely had to have some cultivation, though a speaking beast was, as of that time, generally unheard of.

Strangely, Liu Qingge was the one to assert that the peak lords should decide what to do with the ram in a meeting rather than simply return him to Xin Ya and end it there. Xin Ya's Peak Lord seemed put off by this, considering Shen Yuan clearly had a tattoo from his peak and was, therefore, his property. Binghe quickly stepped in and begged the peak lord's pardon to discuss more about the sheep, who stood quietly with a bloodied face that the disciples holding him were still quite wary of.

Although seemingly miffed about it, even Shen Qingqiu agreed that a discussion was in order. Yue Qingyuan, having a notorious soft spot for his second-in-command, agreed to wait.

That was how Shen Yuan found himself back in a stable—different from the one he was born and raised in, but a stable nonetheless. Due to concerns about his potential spiritual acuity, protective wards were put around his area, ensuring he at least wouldn't be able to escape unnoticed, if he was strong enough to break through at all.

His pen was set up apart from the rest, so he at least was alone. Still, he could hear the bleating and calls of the other sheep nearby.

...Excuse me, sisters, but this Shen Yuan is not all that handsome or available. Sorry, but I can't see you as attractive! For some reason, it feels like bestiality despite us being the same species!

Having his face cleaned by Xin Ya disciples, he was now decent, sitting loafed on a bed of hay. The stable was clean, but it didn't smell the same as the bamboo groves and forests of Qing Jing, nor did it smell of the shavings and sap of the woodshed where he and Binghe slept. So, although he tried to rest, Shen Yuan found that he couldn't.

So, he decided to try meditating instead.

As he did, sitting quietly, he heard the light footsteps of Xin Ya disciples approach.

"...Is that the one?"

"Yes, the one that escaped to Qing Jing Peak."

Ah, is this one of those petting zoo situations? I'm not in the mood to be touched, thank you. I'm thinking about how to bust myself out of here and you're distracting me.

"Pssst...Sheng Huan. Sheng Huan."

Close, but that's not my name.

"Are you sure that's the same one?"

"I'm positive. Shifu saw the old tattoo on him, though it's faded off a lot."

"Faded? They aren't supposed to fade."

"Yeah, that was weird. Still, it's on that sheep. That's Sheng Huan."

"It's not answering you, though."

I'm not asleep. I just don't want to talk right now. And save for, like, one person, you keep calling me an 'it'! I'm a 'he', thank you!

"It got huge... It's bigger than the other males by quite a bit."

"Do you think what the Qing Jing disciples said was true? That it can use qi?"

"I mean, it did kill that big demon..."

Getting a bit frustrated by them talking about him like he wasn't there, Shen Yuan opened his eyes. Giving anyone the side-eye was a tad difficult as a sheep, considering his eye placement, so he turned his face toward them. His qi meant he didn't have the blind spot in front that his less spiritually inclined counterparts had, so he was able to watch as the three Xin Ya disciples gazed at him and started becoming unsettled.

"It's looking at us..."

"...Let's go."

Two of the children began going away, but one stayed a while longer. A female disciple stared at him in mild awe. She was more homely in a world with Luo Binghes and Liu Qingges, with wide brown eyes and a slight gap in her two front teeth, her hair pulled into two plaited braids.

"...It really is you, Sheng Huan," she said, smiling, her eyes bright. "I know it is. You look at me the same way he did."

She rested her arms on the gate before pointing at herself.

"Do you remember me? I used to bottle feed you all the time. You used to waggle your tail so much when you drank, hehehe..."

Shen Yuan had quite good memory. In fact, the more he thought about it, the more her face became familiar. However, he wasn't about to acknowledge his embarrassing past! He was just trying to suck up to her to get fed! He was a grown ram, now, why would she remind him of something so silly?

"You grew up so beautiful," she sighed, resting her head on her arms. "I hope all the animals I raise in the future get to look as pretty as you."

She stared at him for a while as he gazed back. Eventually, Shen Yuan turned away and closed his eyes again, shifting to loaf more comfortably. Unlike the others, her presence wasn't much of a bother.

"...I hope they let you live, Sheng Huan. Even if you aren't on Xin Ya anymore, I hope you live, and live well."

They sat in silence for a while longer before she moved, getting up and leaving the stable.

Well...being raised partially by her hadn't been so bad. She made sure the milk was sufficiently warm for each feeding, and she cleaned up his enclosure, mindful of his strange fastidiousness. After all, what kind of lamb complained over his bedding not being just right?

Although she was taught to not grow too attached to the animals, he remembered her being scolded for naming them quite often. Sheng Huan...now that he thought about it, yes. He remembered being given such a name. It wasn't his, but it was a name.

The effort she'd put into his care was more than he could've asked for as a prey animal, farmed for slaughter.

'...Thank you,' he thought, addressing her in his heart.

Because he was facing away, he didn't notice that she turned around suddenly, eyes wide with shock. He didn't see the way her gaze lit up with glee.

That night, Xin Ya disciple Cai Niu slipped away from her peak, going to find Luo Binghe, the boy who her Sheng Huan protected.

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Note: 蔡妞 - Cài Niū - Surname Cai + girl

Picrew Images of Cai Niu

My thanks to @maetheellen for making the Picrew I used

Many thanks to @reelrollsweat for making the Picrew

[dreamerinthemoonlight]

The Thread that Binds a Sinner and God

Summary: Zhongli awakens his soulmate bond, when he never thought he would. Of course, he didn't expect for his soulmate to be Dainsleif

Word Count: 2584

CW/TW: Mentions of Death, Spoilers for requiem of the echoing depths archon interlude quest, Angst with a happy ending

Zhongli x Dainsleif

Requests are OPEN

Zhongli makes his way along the lake that pools at the base of the Huaguang Stone forest.

In the late afternoon sun, the pillars and surrounding mountains cast long shadows across the valley. 

Zhongli sighs as he raises his eyes to the cloudless sky.

Not for the first time, especially since giving up his gnosis, the weight of the past settles on his shoulder like stone. It’s like the river of time is a tangible thing, surrounding him, both leaving him behind and inexorably sweeping him along in its wake. 

It feels like only yesterday that he stood next to Azhdaha, defending Liyue side by side. And yet only a few hours before they said a goodbye he never thought they’d get.

Zhongli’s gaze falls from the sky to the homes of his fellow adepti. His heart clenches. One day he’ll be saying goodbye to those age old friends too. Time and erosion slowly carrying them to an inevitable end.

The ancient adeptus shakes his head vigorously, clearing his mind with a reminder that this is the natural order of the world, that even he will fall one day.

A pinch in his pinky draws him out of his musings.

Zhongli raises his hand only to find a scarlet thread tied around it.

The tail of the string pulls taut, disappearing a few feet from him, though he’s well aware that someone else is on the other end.

He touches the thread, giving it a gentle tug, smiling when a faint presence in his mind gives a start.

After six millenia, he finally has a soulmate.

Perhaps the stars have some plan for him yet.

That night, Zhongli decides to leave the bond be. After all, there’s enough distance between the two of them that only the strongest of emotions and the worst possible pain filter down the bond created by the string.

Every now and then, Zhongli will be laying in bed at night and the faintest hint of sadness or apathy, but nothing strong.

The greatest change brought on by the soulmate bond is the teasing he receives from Hu Tao and others he interacts with.

One bright day, Zhongli sits outside the Third Round Knockout, listening to one of Iron-tongue Tian’s stories.

His right hand absentmindedly fiddles with the string hanging from his left. 

Over the last few weeks its length has become far less taut, coinciding with a strengthening in the emotion that flows down it.

It’s been almost painful, the way his soulmate seems to alternate between emptiness, fierce determination, and hate. It’s been all he can do to keep projecting a sense of comfort down the bond, but so far it’s done little to ease his soulmate's pain.

Today is a bit of an exception. For once there is a sense of recognition and even fondness, though for some strange reason it’s paired with scorn.

Halfway through Iron-tongue Tian’s story, the constant flow of emotion shifts, flaring into something stronger. Desperation, grief, fear, and rage spill over in heavy waves. Before he can think about it, Zhongli stands, leaving the Third Round Knockout and racing through Liyue’s side streets.

Before he can leave Chihu Rock however, a wave of pain unlike any he’s ever felt brings him to his knees.

No. No. No. I haven’t even met them yet. Please let them be alright.

Zhongli forces himself to his feet, making sure he’s far out of the city before doing something he never thought he’d do again and shifts form.

Scales replace skin as the former archon takes on his draconic form and takes to the sky.

He keeps low to the ground, knowing that rumors of his “return” would certainly follow if he were to be seen, but urgency demands a faster mode of transportation than human feet.

Zhongli follows the string, which is somehow still visible in this form, crossing the southern regions of Liyue.

At this point the string has shifted, disappearing into the ground a few feet from him. How his soulmate ended up in the chasm underground is a question for later. 

For now, Zhongli focuses on skirting the Millelith, fatui, and treasure hoarders.

By the time he slips into a back entrance to the chasm underground the pain and anger have eased, replaced by bone deep weariness and grief.

Despite knowing that his soulmate is probably safe, Zhongli continues on.

While Zhongli makes his way across the chasm underground, Dainsleif watches Aether and Paimon leave.

Paimon chatters to Aether, reassuring him that they’ll meet again. Why they’d want to after he threatened to kill Aether if he sided with his sister, he doesn’t quite know, but at the moment it doesn’t matter.

Waves of residual pain wash over him as he approaches Halfdan’s body. There’s no way he’s leaving him here, to rot where he fell.

He lifts his brother in arms and carries him out of the ruins, before placing him in a small cave and bringing the entrance down.

Dain sits by the collapsed cave entrance, letting waves of residual pain wash over him. The tears he refused to let Aether and Paimon see well up in his eyes.

Would that he had the ability to take Halfdan’s body back to their homeland, but that place is sealed off. Sealed off and far, far away.

“I’m sorry, brother. Thank you for doing what I could not.”

Dainsleif closes his eyes and falls into uneasy sleep, uncaring of the scarlet string that grows ever shorter.

Zhongli finds Dain leaving up against a pile of fallen rocks, face twisted in obvious pain.

For the first time, the scarlet thread attached to his pinky is fully visible, tied to the man in front of him.

Zhongli leaves the man be for a moment, finding a sheltered nook to set up a makeshift camp in. A wave of his hand grinds stone half a foot deep into soft sand, before starting a fire.

He returns to his soulmate, gently lifting him and moving him to the camp.

Once Dain is settled, Zhongli frowns. Running off after his soulmate without any preparation may not have been his best idea.

Then again, looking at his soulmate, he’d rather be here. That being said… there’s a way to get them out. It would be difficult, without the gnosis to aid him, but possible. Whether or not his soulmate would thank him is another issue entirely.

Dainsleif rolls over on his side, and another wave of pain overwhelms him.

No. As much as he’d rather wait for his soulmate’s permission, they're going to have to leave at some point and the blond needs a comfortable place to recover. Comfortable and safe.

With his decision made, Zhongli picks Dainsleif up again, muttering soft words of comfort when the man groans before facing the back wall.

A barked word creates a large jagged crack in the wall, through which he can see the western edge of the harbor, not far from the place where he makes his home.

He steps through and makes his way down the path to the small house.

He has to set Dain down for a moment to let them in, but within a few minutes, Zhongli has him settled in bed.

Zhongli looks over at his soulmate and sighs. All he can do now is wait.

Dainsleif wakes to complete and total darkness. Oddly enough, it’s not the confined darkness of the chasm underground, but the brighter darkness of the world above it.

Even odder, he’s tucked in a bed, covered in silk sheets. The soft scent of incense fills the room.

He groans as he sits up, pressing a gloved hand to his pounding head.

“You’re awake.”

The speaker is a tall, dark haired man.

“Where am I?” Dainsleif winces at the rough quality of his voice.

“My home. I wasn’t going to leave you to sleep in the chasm. It’s not safe.”

The response elicits a scowl. “I can take care of myself.”

“I don’t doubt that. You’ve been out for two days. We had no food or water and I was not going to leave your side long enough to find some. Speaking of food, are you hungry?”

Dainsleif is about to answer with a negative and insist on being shown the exit, but his stomach takes this opportunity to rubble at top volume.

The man chuckles. “I’ll take that as a yes. I’ll return shortly.”

As he leaves, Dainsleif finally notices the string that ties them together.

Fuck. I’m royally fucked.

Zhongli hurries back with two trays of food. He sets one on Dain’s lap before placing his own on the table he pulled over to the bedside a few days beforehand.

“Eat. You need it.”

Zhongli does his best to ignore the heavy negative emotions flowing down the bond, at least for now.

As soon as he had seen the star pupils in his soulmate’s eyes, he had known that this would need work, but the longer they are this close together, the more it seems like he’s going to be permanently rejected.

“What’s your name?” Zhongli asks, finally.

“Dainsleif.”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Dainsleif. I’m Zhongli.”

At least in this era I am.

Dainsleif furrows his brow. “You’re lying to me. I can feel it.”

“No I’m not. I have been known by many names. Zhongli is the one I have chosen in this era, for who I am now.”

“Will you give me your true name? I’d like to know that much about my soulmate.”

Zhongli nods. “I suppose my ‘true name’ if any really exists would be Morax. Though I would appreciate not being called by that. I keep wondering when my boss is going to connect the dots.”

“Morax is dead.”

“Most people would think so, wouldn’t they? It was simply best for all involved that I seem so.” 

Dainsleif glares at Zhongli. “You….”

“I think I will take my leave. I understand that you will need time to process this. I simply ask that you spend enough time here to recover. It is safe here. On that you have my word.”

Zhongli leaves, leaving Dainsleif to his own devices.

What in the abyss is fate thinking? Partnering me with an archon? How am I supposed to be with an archon?

Dainsleif freezes. I wanted to be with my partner. That blasted traveler is really getting to me. What do I do now?

After a moment, Dainsleif registers the emotion crossing the bond. He wonders if Zhongli--Morax-- is aware that he’s sending unspoken comfort down the string tying them together, as if he cares.

He pauses. Perhaps the ancient man does care. He’s clearly tainted with abyssal energy and his eyes are clearly Khaenri’ahn.

All he knows is somewhere deep inside, something inside him is begging him to give the archon a chance.

“Khaenri’ah is gone. I am alone. Halfdan,��� he speaks to his friend, unable to help the tears that spill over, “do I give our old enemy and one of the ones who cursed us all, a chance? Do either of us get a chance at redemption?”

He goes unanswered.

Several days pass and Zhongli continues to nurse Dain back to health.

When it seems like Dainsleif isn’t going to push him away, he begins speaking of everyday life. He tells stories of Hu Tao and his fellow employees, and speaks of his fellow adepti.

After Dain’s first sleepless night, Zhongli starts telling ancient bedtime stories. Somehow, the archon’s voice easily lulls him to sleep.

One night, a week after rescuing Dain, Zhongli sits outside his house, watching over Liyue harbor.

The door opens and shuts with a soft thump.

“Good evening, Dainsleif.”

“Do you do this often? Sit out here and watch?”

“Yes. My contract with my people is the most important I’ve ever made. I would do anything to protect them.”

“Even curse another nation?”

“Dainsleif… I cannot speak of it. I made a contract….”

“Even to someone who knows everything?”

“I---I don’t know. I made a contract to never speak of it, to reveal nothing.”

Dainsleif takes a moment to think. He touches the string tying them. After 500 years he’s well aware that the Lord of Geo is truly incapable of breaking a contract.

“Can you think of it? Let me feel how you felt?”

“Smart. You think well.”

Zhongli closes his eyes and the emotions being shared shift.

To Dainsleif’s surprise, there’s nothing cold or heartless about them. Instead, there’s pain, guilt, a sense of resistance, as if there was nothing he could do to stop, even though he might have wanted to.

“I…think I see. You really feel no malice towards us.”

“Only to the ones directly responsible for losing monsters on Liyue. If I could find a way to circumvent my contract, I would. In the time that we have been connected I have grown to care for you, I don’t wish for my silence to cause you any more pain.”

“The past is the past and in truth I do not blame the gods. The ones in power brought it upon themselves. My enemy is not the gods, but the Abyss Order that continues to endanger the world.”

“I understand. Thank you for understanding my limitations.”

“What do you want to do about us?”

“Us? I think it is up to you. I have lived a very, very long time. Perhaps as a young adeptus I might have hoped that I would have a soulmate. But after the Archon War, after Guizhong the God of Dust, died, it seemed too easy to lose a soulmate. Besides, I was more than 3000 years old at that point. It was easy to think I would never see the red string of fate on my own hand. Since giving up my gnosis I have resolved to live as much of a normal life as I can.”

“An archon can live a normal life?”

“We can try. I’ve heard that the Anemo archon also spends his days amongst his people.”

The emotions flowing between them hit a sour note.

“You don’t like him?”

“Barbatos is a lazy drunkard. His nation has long survived without his overt interference. For much of my time as an Archon it seemed very improper.”

“I see.”

“Will you give me a chance, Dainsleif? I am well aware that I have done much to earn your hatred and that Khaenri’ahns have never liked the gods. But fate tied us together anyway.”

“I---I am willing. I have spent a lot of time thinking. I will not give up until I’ve eliminated the abyss order, but if you want to join me, perhaps it wouldn’t be so bad to have a companion once again.”

“I would have to speak to Hu Tao, but I would not mind traveling with you. There is much I haven’t seen in this world. If you will have me, I will help you in your cause. The Abyss Order is a threat to all.”

Dainsleif takes a seat next to his soulmate, letting their knees brush together. “We don’t have to decide now, but I am willing to give you a chance. To give us a chance.”

“Thank you.”

The two men, once on either side of a line drawn in the sand, sit in silence. And when the Harbor finally sleeps, a god and a sinner walk side by side. The string between them vanishes, but the bond forever remains.

[fangirlofallthefanthings]

They live on Mount Olympus! Which is a real place, but also not.

There’s the actual physical mountain:

And the home of the gods in the clouds (that is also called Mount Olympus)

[Insert the first thing that pops into your head when imagining a super upper class Ancient Greek neighborhood in a big city. That’s basically what it is]

Please do keep us updated on your Greek Myth discovery journey! And never be afraid to ask questions! We’re happy to help! :D

And yes, Zeus “vored his wife” as you say. There was a prophecy that Zeus’s first wife, a daughter of Oceanos (the og Titan god of the sea) named Metis, would give birth to a daughter wiser than her mother (“Metis” literally means “wisdom” btw) and a son more powerful that his father.

So fresh off the trauma of the Titanomachy (the war between the gods and the tians), and him chopping up his own father Kronos into a thousand little pieces and tossing the chunks into the deepest pit of Tartarus… Zeus wasn’t too keen on having kids you might say.

Unfortunately he received this crucial info after he and Metis got down and dirty. So Zeus came up with a full proof plan. He would have Metis turn into water and drink her up (or trick her into turning into a fly so he could swallow her) so she would be safely in his stomach! No risk of messing about, no kids.

Problem solved, right? Well…

He succeeded in tricking Metis into transforming, and consumed her. But what he didn’t realize was that she was already pregnant…

A while later, Zeus gets a headache. Like- a really bad headache. Imagine the worst migraine you’ve ever had in your life, multiply that by 100, and have it last for a few days. That kind of headache.

It’s so bad that Zeus begs for someone to crack open his skull just to release the pressure. So Prometheus (the Titan god of foresight; dw he was a chill Titan) or Hephaestus (hey! you know this one! :D) depending on who’s telling it, obliges and TAKES AN AXE TO ZEUS’S FOREHEAD!

And out pops a grown woman wearing a full set of armor, complete with a helmet and spear, letting out a war cry so loud and terrifying it makes all of Olympus tremble.

Say hello to Athena! The goddess of wisdom, strategy, and hand crafts! She’s one of my favorites :D

this website’s easy watch. *dangles a bunch of greek gods like keys*

[joylinda-hawks]

Why is Tian Chuang involved in the Glazed Armor case? Is it possible that Prince Jin wants it too? Why did Gao Chong hide Cheng Ling? WOH, Episode 9, Part 3. CWN wonders who could have expected FBZ to die, but GX looks around the Hall and looks at those present wondering if it's the girl who performed last time. CWN is surprised, and GX stands up and walks over to the two women, adding that he'll just take a look. In the middle of the Hall stand two women with instruments, a young one and an older one, the younger one recognizes GX and says her name, the older one is more composed and asks GX if the young lady wants to listen to a song. GX says in a hushed voice that she's not alone, so now's not a good time and they should ask the others, explaining that she'll ask them for the song when she's done with her mission. Then the women will tell her where to find her Master, the young girl agrees. GX says out loud that it looks like she mistook the girl for someone else and that the new girl is prettier than the girl who was here last time. He adds that women shouldn't interfere and turns to CWN who was still watching GX talk to the women. GC loudly tells CWN that she mistook people. CWN smiles at GX. Meanwhile, in the evening at the Lucky Star Inn, ZZS walks around his room wondering why Tian Chuang is involved in the Glazed Armor case. It occurs to him that Prince Jin also wants to get his hands on Glazed Armor. ZZS also wonders why GC hid ZCL. Suddenly he hears a knock on the door and goes over and opens it. WKX and the waiters are standing outside the door. WKX tells the waiters to come in. ZZS lets WKX and the waiters in who are carrying wine and food. WKX tells them to put it on the table. WKX tells ZZS that he has ordered several wonderful dishes, and the waiters are in the meantime putting plates of food on the table. We see that WKX's order is large and very diverse. WKX looks at the food and is pleased with what he has ordered, adding that the chef at this inn cooks quite well. ZZS also looks at the food and mentally adds that he is starting to lose his mind. He looks worried, which WKX notices and asks what ZZS is looking at. WKX then adds that as the proverb goes, "He who has wine should drink while he lives. Life is not just three meals and a dream. If one can have a glass of wine with someone he likes, everything else can wait." ZZS smiles sadly at WKX and tells him that he has finally said something sensible. WKX smiles back and asks ZZS to sit down, because this must be eaten while it is hot. They both sit down at the table. During the meal, ZZS sits and stares into his glass while WKX drinks the wine and states that it is good. ZZS is still absent-minded and probably hasn't even eaten anything. WKX pours himself another glass of wine and, noticing ZZS's behavior, asks him what he is thinking. ZZS doesn't answer, so WKX urges him on and asks what ZZS can't tell him, also asking if ZZS is worried about ZCL. GX finally knows how to contact WKX without arousing anyone's suspicions. She knows she has to do the job WKX has given her well, also taking advantage of CWN's naivety. ZZS is worried, he thought he managed to hide from Tian Chuang, but it turns out that Tian Chuang is interested in ZCL and Glazed Armor. ZZS has somehow become attached to the boy, who reminds him of the son of the master of Siji Manor. He also discovers that he is slowly losing his mind, so the food that looks delicious does not interest ZZS. Maybe ZZS still feels the taste of wine because it is the only drink that ZZS drinks. WKX is happy that ZZS no longer chases him away, that he lets him have a small party in the room, and agrees with WKX's words. He is so happy that after a long time, he notices that ZZS is sad and worried. He wants to find out what is the reason. ZZH and GJ and their scenes together, both happy and sad, are so captivating that the viewer wants to watch them in the series again and again.

[atomicnebula13]

Okay, my angels!  You know I can't resist the opportunity to do a little character analysis/speculation after a cute update!

Last time I delved into He Tian (if you have not seen that post and are interested, you can view it here but today I'd like to talk a bit about Momo and what my theories/speculations are regarding what may happen moving forward because we all know this is building up to something...

First, let's talk about Mo Guan Shan. As we've seen his comfort level with He Tian has skyrocketed over the past 48 hours and I'm so proud of him.  The absolute bravery of Mo to put himself out there and be vulnerable like that is tremendous. This poor boy, who has been shown so little kindness or caring by this world is finally opening up enough to believe that someone besides his mother could actually care for him.  That not everyone that shows you a shred of kindness or an interest in you is just going to turn around and blackmail/force you into servitude (She Li, you fucking snake).  

Now he’s starting to believe that He Tian isn't just fucking around with him, to build him up before breaking him down.

The foundation of trust that these boys are building is getting stronger by the hour.  It's beautiful to see as they lay their masonry in turn, one stone at a time at a pace that may seem painfully slow – but they are getting there.  And now Mo is starting to add ones of his own after He Tian has started the process.  Now that they have those few shaky layers complete, their confidence in what they are building is growing.  Mo is starting to believe, not only in He Tian's feelings but in his own!  He is finally allowing himself to accept the possibility that He Tian is truly being sincere about his affection though I suspect he may have had an inkling before now.  But now he has the conviction of his own feelings to back his suspicions up and he's able to reciprocate, just a bit, by laying his head on He Tian's sturdy shoulder of his own accord.  Of course he has to keep up the pretense that he doesn't desire this closeness at first (our sweet little tsundere) but he does make the choice for himself.

No coercion, no force, just genuine comfort in the others presence (I can barely breathe, it's so so beautiful).

And his expression here – as we see him make the decision – is so gentle, gentler than we've really ever seen.  

It's a painfully clear vulnerability that we've seen before here but there's a clear difference – he's scared to show it here:

He's not in today's update, he's comfortable and he feels safe showing it.  It just can't be overstated how far he has come since his first appearance.

Backtracking a bit here – Let's jump back to the subject of She Li, that slick bastard.  I'm still convinced that there will be an altercation between He Tian and She Li.  I think all of this tension and conflict with He Cheng is a bit of a ruse by OX to direct our attention and thoughts away from She Li. She Li has been removed from the story for far too long considering the role he played in all of this, considering that he was the catalyst for the recent development, closeness and openness between TianShan.  There is no way he isn't going to seek revenge on Momo for that brutal wound to his neck.

 I suspect that if they were all to run into each other now, the opportunity to harm Mo Guan Shan in front of He Tian would be a temptation too great for him to resist. To rub in He Tian's face his impotence and inability to protect what he loves.  I don't think it would come to blows from She Li, he would most likely use his words to inflict those psychological wounds but I fear He Tian wouldn't have the same restraint and he would be the one to throw the first punch.  In a previous theory/speculation I threw out there I didn't word it very well and some interpreted that I thought He Tian would kill She Li.  I don't believe that to be the case, I don't believe that teenage He Tian would commit murder (OX please don't prove me wrong here) but I can see him losing control just long enough to seriously wound She Li, put him in a coma, etc.

As always, with each new update I hold my breath.  We know things are going to change.   

[cheswirls]

actually!! have more :v

Sabo trades his apron for his coat before clocking out. The sun sets right at five at this time of year around these parts, and he knows from experience that the chill coupled with anything wet makes for a miserable enough walk back as is. 

He sets one foot outside and under the cafe’s awning before a very familiar voice is purring the name that’s been pinned to his apron for the better part of the day.

“Se~bas~tian~” ace croons, standing straight from where he’d been leaning against the wall. 

Sabo feels smart in his coat, but he’s lacking his little booties at the moment. Normally he wouldn’t care about a little lost height, but having ace in front of him makes him miss the little heels that would leave him just a tad taller than the other.

He huffs and shoves his hands into his coat pockets. “What do you want?”

“It’s raining,” ace observes. He twirls a folded umbrella in one hand. “Let me walk you home.”

That’s a very familiar umbrella, sabo’s lips pursing when he realizes. Come to think of it, he is missing the extra weight hanging from one arm. Someone still has a penchant for sleigh of hand, then. Good to know.

“If you must,” sabo sighs. He takes another step so he’s almost out from under the awning, just a hair’s breadth away from being drenched in freezing rain.

Ace, of course, won’t let that happen. The umbrella is open over sabo’s head in the next moment, and sabo wastes little time in walking out onto the street, trusting ace to follow just behind.

Maybe he’d been a little too trusting. Ace hooks his hand around the curve of sabo’s elbow and pulls him until they’re walking side by side, the umbrella sheltering them both. “Where to, darling?”

If the intention ace was going for had been nonchalant, then he’s failed miserably. Sabo reacts on gut instinct when he withdraws his next step forward to instead slam that foot down onto ace’s shoe. He leaves ace hissing and stumbling while he regains his footing. Somehow, their intertwined arms remain perfectly intact. 

“Wow, didn’t realize you’d turned into such a little fucking menace,” ace grunts. 

“I’ll be glad to take the umbrella back and walk myself home alone,” sabo snips, pointedly looking in the opposite direction.

Ace sighs and does his best to straighten up. “Don’t be like that. It’s coming down like crazy right now.”

“Should’ve brought an umbrella,” sabo mutters, but he doesn’t fight back when ace leads them forward again.

With much reluctance, he leads ace to the downtown hotel he’s staying at currently. It’s one of three locations he has booked, choosing to alternate between each in rotation. Luckily for him, aisa’s father is a sucker, and having a hotel room listed as his permanent address did absolute wonders in getting him a temporary position at the cafe for the week. 

Technically speaking, he isn’t due at this particular hotel room until the next day, so it’s not like he’s bring ace to home base or anything. Hq for the night is actually three blocks down the opposite direction, and anyway, if it’s just him in a room instead of a group of people, then there’s less of a risk in leading ace on.

Ace stops under the awning to shake out the umbrella. Sabo reaches out a hand for it, then ends up pursing his lips when ace tucks it under his arm instead. “Don’t tell me you want to come inside.”

“Well. i did come all this way.” ace rocks back on his heels. “Would be rude of me to not make sure you got in safely.”

Sabo hums in discontent, but he doesn’t attempt to stop ace from following as he turns on his heel and pushes the lobby doors open wide.

So be it. He can compromise one hotel room to see this through to the end.

Sabo lets himself in and tosses the key down on the small table right by the door. If it gets taken, so be it. Not like he’ll be using it again. “Can this be quick? I need a shower.”

“Well please, don’t hold back for me,” ace murmurs. Sabo looks at him over his shoulder, gaze sharp with warning, and ace immediately raises both hands in surrender. “Okay, okay. Enough jokes. We’re alone?”

“Unfortunately,” sabo mutters, crossing his arms.

“Cool.” Ace throws himself down on the small couch, reclining longways with one arm tosses over the back. “What are you doing here, sabo?”

Sabo scoffs. “I refuse to answer that.”

“Yeah?” ace raises a brow. “Then you won’t like what i do in response.”

The look in ace’s eyes hardens so suddenly that it makes sabo shudder. He gaze flicks away, drawn uneasily toward the door. A glance at the table reveals the key is already gone. “What does it matter? It’s got nothing to do with you.”

“How can you be so sure?”

Sabo opens his mouth but no answer comes out. He can’t. He’s not. He has not the slightest clue as to why ace would be here, but he does know that their priorities rarely align. 

His voice is monotone when he speaks next. “Did the government send you?”

“I’m not answering that,” Ace bites back, a hint of mock laughter in his tone. “What does it matter who’s employed my services this time? It’s not like knowing my goal will help you with yours.”

“And knowing me and mine?” sabo counters. “Does the opposite not hold true?”

“Well, if anything, having prior knowledge of you and your group’s intent will help me avoid interference.” Ace looks up at him again and narrows his eyes threateningly. “Wouldn’t want to get in each other’s way again, now would we?”

Sabo disguises another shudder as a shiver as he turns his back and shrugs out of his coat. “Hurry out already. I can’t take being this cold any longer.”

Ave waves him off. “Take your shower. I’ll be right where you left me when you get out.”

“What, so you can have free reign to search the place and go through all my stuff?”

“Like you have anything important lying around here.”

“I might have just one.” He smirks, slowly slides off his shoes. “If you can find it before i get out, i’ll give you a reward.”

The last thing he sees is ace’s brows shooting up into his hairline before the bathroom door is shut firmly and locked tight. Well. that should keep him preoccupied for a spell. With any luck, he won’t pick the lock and decide to search the bathroom as well. 

Now that he’s by himself, Sabo can admit he’d bluffed as he did as a ploy to keep ace lingering. If he’s lucky, ace will grow bored and see himself out. If he’s not, then he’ll deal with the consequences of his own making.

here's another bc i like how it started <3

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undercover op where ace sees Sabo behind the counter and immediately moves to play along

Sabo working as a barista in a fancy upscale cafe that businessmen in the area flock to in droves. He has register duty for the week and the screen system has already been wired so each card that's swiped gets the data pulled and saved to an external drive. When Ace walks through the front door Sabo does his best to smile through his teeth. 

“Is cash okay?”

“Sorry, sir, all we take is card.”

“Ah, no problem. Got one saved to my phone.”

“I’m afraid it has to be a physical card.”

“That so? Let me see what i have here. Will a gift card do?”

“We are not accepting gift cards at the current time.”

“Just my luck. Oh!” Ace smiles wide and pulls a silver card from his wallet. “Good thing i have a prepaid credit card on me! There you go.”

Sabo takes it with more force than necessary and swipes it through the system without looking. “Very good, sir. Anything else for the day?”

“Well, actually-”

Sabo's eyes fall open and his pupils are narrowed to slits. “That was rhetorical,” he hisses between his teeth, leaning just slightly closer to Ace so he can't be overheard. “Take a seat, Ace,” he says, saying the name Ace had given him to write on the order with such disdain but disguising it with a well-intentioned smile.

Ace is having none of it, planting a palm heavy on the counter between them as a warning to keep Sabo close. “Don't be like that, sweetheart. I was only curious as to when a certain barista would be off for the night.”

Sabo sniffs and pointedly leans back, looking at his nails and perfectly playing the part of pretending to halt a customer's advances. “Shop closes at six,” he mumbles.

“So seven?” ace tries. “Or six-thirty?”

“Closer to seven,” he mutters, then turns to accept Ace's ready-made drink and slams it onto the counter so he just barely avoids crushing Ace's hand. “There you are!” he announces, overly fake and plastic smile perfectly intact. “Enjoy.”

Ace takes the card he now suspects has no balance remaining and his too-expensive coffee and chooses to be petty and take a seat at the back of the cafe instead of leaving outright. This spot gives him the perfect view of Sabo, which he knows has the other seething, but hey. It's been some time since they've seen each other. The least he can do is enjoy it before it's all over.

--

“I had no idea you were seeing someone, sabby! You’re so cute together, too! Hehe~”

Sabo grits his teeth behind closed lips and works hard to not snap the after-rush checklist clipboard between his suddenly-taut fingers. “Cute is not a word i want to be associated with, especially not in this setting. And no, i’m not seeing anyone.” He turns sharp on his heel and points a finger threateningly at his teen coworker. “Unless any other thirty-something in a suit asks after me, and then you say i am not single. Understood?”

Aisa laughs behind a poised hand and turns her eyes to very blatantly look in ace’s direction. “No? Well if he’s not taken, maybe i’ll try my chances.”

Sabo holds back most of his strength when he brings the clipboard down over her head. She still whines and brings both arms up to shield herself, the little drama queen. “Don’t, he’s too old for you. If i let you flirt with men while on the clock, your father would have my head.”

Aisa sticks out her tongue, but the act of defiance is tamed by the shudder that runs through her frame. “Yeah, yeah. You always gotta ruin my fun.”

It keeps him sane, most of the time: getting to put a brat in her place. He hadn’t planned on being stuck in shifts with the owner’s own daughter, but his luck had always been down in the dirt. Adding him suddenly showing up out of nowhere was just the cherry on top of this whole fiasco. At least he only had a week left. If he could–

Sabo raises a brow at aisa’s enthusiastic waving and looks over his shoulder to see her target.

Of course it’s ace, at the door with his empty to-go cup, waving one-handedly in sabo’s direction.

Sabo crosses his arms in response, wanting no part in this. He turns back to snap at aisa only to find she’d stopped on her own, now content with leering at him from up on high. 

“Ohhh, i get it now,” she insists, making her voice extra bubbly for the added edge. “He’s your ex, isn’t he?”

The clipboard snaps in two before he can register the pressure he’d applied to it. Aisa frowns and grows quiet when she sees. She jumps off the counter and mutters an apology before hurrying into the back room.

Sabo can’t even blame her. He can’t even get mad. She’d been right, after all.

[shijiujun]

山河令 Photobooks | WenZhou Intro Translations

Heya guys! I’m translating some tidbits from the official SHL photobook, starting with the below. Will post all the costume design inspirations up (all 14 of them) when I’m done, but you can check my Twitter thread on @/jiuxiaoer for updates if you are curious, am on Set 4 so far.

Photo quality isn’t great because I don’t have a good camera or scanner haha so bear with me!

***Please do not repost my photos and translations ANYWHERE***

Name: Zhou Zishu

Origins: The 5th manor lord of Four Seasons Manor. When Zhou Zishu was sixteen, he inherited the position after his beloved shifu Qin Huaizhang died of illness. Unable to keep Four Seasons Manor’s reputation from declining, he led the elite from the manor and pledged their support to Jin Province’s military commissioner, to which the Zhou family was loyal to. He then formed Tian Chuang (Window of Heaven). Zhou Zishu’s aim in establishing Tian Chuang was to give himself to the mission of upholding justice, helping the weak and to be a beacon of light in dark, uncertain times. He hoped to pray for fortune and happiness for all who lived, to ensure peace, but he could not help but feed the predator (Prince Jin) himself, turning into an caged beast (eagle) in the struggle for power. The numbers of Four Seasons Manor’s original members declined to zero, all 81 of them.

After painfully losing all his brothers and loved ones, disheartened and unmotivated, he decides to leave Tian Chuang. He hammers one nail every three months out of the seven required ones, a price to pay for him to steal the next three years away for himself and manages to buy his freedom. From then on, he puts on a disguise and hopes to spend the rest of his remaining days wandering jianghu. That is, until he meets his zhiji coincidentally at the end of a bridge in Yue Province, and that’s when he realizes fate has other plans for him.

Appearance: He seems arrogant and distant, is handsome and beautiful like no other. He only has two clear sides - black and white - and his face is slim and pale. HIs mouth is as thin as a single line, and all in all, this adds a tinge of heartlessness to him. His eyes are incredibly bright, his gaze half hidden and whenever he raises his eyes, one shudders.

Personality: Determined, mature, is magnanimous and open to listening to others. He is someone to be feared/respected, gentle and strong. He has the reputation of being “Saint Zhou”. He knows that some things should not be done, but still has to be done, and similarly, that some things can be done, but he is unable to. He is as deep as a frigid pond that extends thousands of feet deep, as calm as quietly flowing water, akin to two layers of grey dust (i.e. there are two layers to his character).

Accessories:

(1) Bai Yi Sword

A light and soft blade that has a handle resembling a crown, fit for a gentleman. The handle is flexible and has carvings that mirror that of the lines in white jade for embellishment. The blade itself has the two words “Bai Yi” inscribed on it in clerical script. It can usually be hidden around the waist and can be used at will whenever necessary.

It was forged by one of the first generation of master blacksmiths Rong Changqing and was originally called “Nameless” (wu ming), before it was changed to Bai Yi by Ye Baiyi. It was then gifted to Qin Huaizhang, and then passed down to Zhou Zishu.

The sword will display different types of characteristics to reflect the wielder’s different state of minds and personalities. In Zhou Zishu’s hands, the sword is clean, bright and decisive, and is truly a sword made for a gentleman. In Wen Kexing’s hands, one cannot evade or hide from the sword and can penetrate the toughest of objects.

(2) Two Pouches

One is white, with matching-colored strings and yellow tassels. The other is forest green, with dark wavy prints, paired with matching-colored strings and blue-gray tassels.

(3) Alcohol Gourd

About the size of a palm with an actual vine as a handle and a screw-on cap. The brown rope connects the handle to the waist of the gourd and is convenient to hold onto.

(4) Alcohol Vessel

Made of bamboo and wrapped with a brown layer of leather. Has carvings as illustration on the sides, the handle is colored and is spectacular with gold accents.

(5) Vials for Disguise

White jade liquid vials - with brown tassels to accompany the bottles which are coupled with red coral beads.

Name: Wen Kexing

Origins: Healer’s Valley Wen Ruyu and Gu Miaomiao’s son. His parents are implicated in the Rong Xuan incident and die as a result, having lost everything as a young boy, he falls to the depths of the Ghost Valley and has to struggle to survive. Through hundreds of trials and challenges he becomes highly skilled, then takes on the mantle of a the new Ghost Valley Master. Although he has sunken deep into filth and darkness, he keeps his burning, genuine heart; although he resides in hell, he is still unbearably kind. In the pursuit of revenge, he swears to eliminate all the sin and filth from the world, to cleans the world with his own body and commands all the ghosts to clear the nest and head outside, causing chaos within the martial arts world. He originally thought he would live the rest of his life as something that is not fully human, a ghost, but suddenly meets the only light in his lifetime.

Appearance: Handsome and elegant, carefree; with well-defined features, with doe-eyed innocent eyes, confident and at ease; once you see him you’ll forget his origins/background. His face is fair and white, his eyes bright. It is as if a deity/immortal has descended into the human realms, so beautiful, akin to a demon(ness).

Personality: Seemingly evil and out of control, someone who laughs and rages for no reason, but has a passionate heart. He is heartless and distant to everyone around him, immensely arrogant, but is incredibly warm to people close to him. He is akin to the beauty of the last vestiges of the spring season, a kaleidoscope of colours within black.

Accessories:

(1) Fan

The design draft shows a white fan made with seashells and ivory. The fan guard would be made of carved ivory with clouds for prints, while the ribs and face of the fan are made with shiny shells which look like one cohesive piece when opened. Bright and elegant, beautiful beyond belief. However, because using these animal-made materials is prohibited, they changed it to a wooden fan in the show itself. A fan is a representation of a man’s status and where his culture lies and its beauty is enough to amaze the world.

The fan is not only a refined-looking belonging that lies in his sleeves, but also a light and convenient weapon. When faced with his enemies, he can take them out in a single move.

(2) Short Blade

The handle of this blade is made out of white jade and is encrusted with silver embellishments and red gems. The sheathe has some silver metallic carvings and a white tassel with jade beads. There are further carvings on the skeleton of the blade, and it can cut through nails and other metals, even gold and jade (an idiom to describe how firm, strong and solid the blade is). The blade is short and easy to conceal, and is Wen Kexing’s defense weapon he holds close to him.

(3) White Jade Hairpin

The hairpin that Gu Miao Miao and Wen Ruyu entrusts to him before they die, and this hairpin is the key to the armory. In Episode 31, Wen Kexing gifts this pin to Zhou Zishu, and in Episode 36, Wen Kexing takes it from Zhou Zishu’s hair and uses it to open the armory.

(4) White Jade Flute

The body of the flute is made with white jade and it gets its shape from bamboo. Both ends have silver embellishments, the silver parts were manufactured separately. The tassel is in silver with a honey-colored (amber) bead at the top. The final product got rid of the bamboo sections and extra silver embellishments to make it look simpler.

In Episode 4, Wen Kexing uses this flute for the first time to play the Bodhi Heart Clearing song. It is firm, with hundreds of turns and twists, no regrets, all to aid Zhou Zishu in recovering from his inner injuries.

(5) Alcohol Vessel

The vessel body is made out of bamboo with a brown layers of leather encasing it. Golden accents, carvings on the side and a dark-colored handle.

(6) Night Pearl Stone

In Episode 18, Wen kexing uses this pearl to look into the mountain valleys of Long Yuan Pavilion.

(7) Alcohol/Wine Holders

In Episode 3, Wen Kexing orders Ah Xiang to use this as a holder to help Zhou Zishu heat up his wine

[birbfeeder2artisticboogaloo]

thousand autumns donghua, episode 8~

OHHH he's the junior preceptor?? what an interesting title!! i have no idea what it means!! is that like 'guoshi' from tian guan ci fu, perhaps?? a similar title, maybe?? WAIT THE OLD MAN IS BULLYING BIRBS??? UNACCEPTABLE. I WILL PECK OUT HIS EYES >:V oh so they're competing for Number One Temple now?? have they already decided on the top ten brothels and five-star inns of the jianghu?? are the temples the only thing left to be ranked?? lol yan wushi curled up on the other side of the table before he stands up looks so fecking funny, i wish i could take a screenshot, he's like a lil purple daruma 🤣 SHEN QIAO IS OUTRAGED!! yws: why do u care what those losers do?? btw u lost this game so u have to do my chores >:) shen qiao: i mean….i guess i'll do it :/ ilu announcer man whose job is to shout the guests' names jfc shen qiao u couldn't even be bothered to dress up?? put on a different jacket or something?? ok then i actually find the random 'normal looking' side character and bg characters to be a bit more pleasing to look at than the super-pretty main dudes lol. might just be personal taste tho 😅 UH-OH HE LOOKS FOREIGN. WE ALL KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS ngl he's kind of hot tho Duan Wenyang is STYLISH AF. vaguely menacing, but TOGGED TO THE BRICKS, as they say!! (idk anyone who actually says this) dwy: OH CHIEF DISCIPLE?? u can be our witness!! sq: im blind :/ WHY DO FIGHTS ALWAYS BREAK OUT WHEN PPL ARE EATING owo who dis??? he's even MORE stylish!!! wow ;A; the old man splayed out over his divan like a TART, robes hanging open like a TART, his hair LOOSE and FREE like a TART honestly i have the most fun with the fight scenes and watching yan wushi menace random ppl for his own amusement OH SHIT ITS JGY'S BIG BRO i don't TRUST HIM, he wears a HAT and MISTREATS MUSICAL INSTRUMENTS >:( yws: wow, ur such a creep. #cancelled BIG JGY U STOP HURTING THAT POOR INSTRUMENT!! is that a qin?? it makes such a pretty sound ;A; i want oneeeeee ;A; OOOOH PHOENIX POWERS!! YWS IS SUCH A BADASS OH MY GOOOODDDDD!!! HOLY SHIT!! GET EM OLD MAN, SHOW EM WHAT'S WHAT!!! WELL DONE!!! :DDD yeessssss MORE FIGHT SCENES!!! duan wenyang has got a whip and the li qingyu has got a really pretty sword!!! dwy: see y'all another time! :D poor shen qiao has to keep telling ppl that he's not the chief anymore, that can't be easy on him ;A; OH LOOK DWY IS BACK. i guess when he said 'another time' he meant 'in ten minutes' lol GET EM SHEN QIAO!! li qingyu thought shen qiao was a bad dude??? wtf??? WHO HAVE U BEEN LISTENING TO. WHO COULD CALL MY SWEET SHEN QIAO A BAD DUDE. HE'S LITERALLY SO INOFFENSIVE??? god the music SLAPS OH CRAP HE BROKE THE BAMBOO STICK----OOH NICE CATCH!!! lmao shen qiao immediately showing the other guy up after praising him for his good martial arts 🤣 HE'S SO POLITE. I LOVE SHEN QIAO lmaooo li qingyu seems quite nice as well, 'u can stay with us instead of the old man, if u like, we don't mind! :D' ASDFGHGFDS THIS KID WANTS TO PAINT SHEN QIAO 'bro ur like. SO HOT. LIKE A CELESTIAL BEING. WAY HOTTER THAN ANYONE ELSE. LET ME PAINT U PLS ;A;' i roast him, but as an artist i understand his pain 😔 sometimes u see someone so beautiful, u really can't help urself 😔 OH I SEE. duan wenyang and kehan dude and big jgy are all IN LEAGUE with each other!! innnnch restinggggg 👀👀 DON'T TRUST THE JGY SHAPED MAN, FELLAS. DON'T U SEE HIS HAT. DIDN'T U SEE WHAT HE DID TO THAT INSTRUMENT. IT'S A BAD IDEA ALL ROUND u know yan wushi barely evil laughed AT ALL during this episode. how disappointing 😔

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Tbh I feel like mo just feels like this because he doesnt hear or know about tians problems. Maybe if tian opened up too, mo would realize he isnt all that perfect. I'm not saying for tian to open up solely to make mo feel better, I just mean that it would help mo feel he isnt the only one out here being completely exposed with his problems. It would be better for their relationship to develop when both of them talk about their feelings, not just one person. Mo feels like a "charity case" mainly because of the relationship focusing on his problems. He cant trust tian because he feels so inferior to him; so if tian showed how hes not some person on a high horse and how hes actually similar to mo, that'll bring some understanding to the relationship. Like why tian wants to be with him so much. Why he hates seeing him struggle, and why he wants to help. So basically, tian, you can't expect someone to be ok with sharing all their problems with you if you don't do them same. Please communicate too <3

[aotomegane]

Clingy au:

That one time when He Tian came back to their shared apartment after he was gone for almost 4 months. It was midnight and Momo was ready to go to sleep eventho he had the day off tomorrow. Suddenly he heard someone knocking on his door.

“Tch. Who the fuck come to someone’s house at midnight?”

When he opened the door, he saw He Tian. His knees almost buckled down but he covered it up with his super frowny look.

“Hi Little Mo, sorry, I lost my key.”

“Whatever”

Momo let He Tian in. Then, there’s that awkward silence.

‘You were gone for 4 months and you said you lost your key? Fuck you chicken dick!’

Momo hurried to his room before He Tian stopped him.

“Guan Shan,” he called. “Please look at me,” He Tian added.

“No..” Momo replied flat.

“But I missed you”

No reply.

“Guan Shan, please,” after all these years, He Tian’s gentle voice never failed to melt Momo’s heart. God knows how much Momo missed that voice.

“You should have called...”

This time, it was He Tian who stayed silent.

“You had me worried for 4 months and you didn’t even leave me a single note!!!”

“I know. I’m sorry.”

“Fuck you and your apolog-,” Momo’s words stopped when he felt that familiar warmth wrapping his body. It was at that moment that he realized he yearned the taller guy’s touch.

Momo tried to rum away from the hug but He Tian wouldn’t let him. He couldn’t hold it anymore. Momo’s knees buckled down and he cried. He clenched on He Tian’s hand so hard. “I’ve missed you...” It hurt. Why does missing someone have to hurt this bad? Why does longing for someone made you feel like you could die?

“I know. I’ve missed you too,”

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Morning came. Momo opened his eyes. ‘Why am I in He Tian’s room?’ Ah— that’s right, He Tian came home last night and he remembered their love making session. Well, sessions. It made Momo blushed. Momo turned back to see that familiar face sleeping soundly. His heart skipped a beat. Unconciously, Momo’s back snuggled to find the warmth of He Tian’s broad chest. Once their bodies connected, he felt safe.

“Mo...” He Tian called. “What time is it?”

“It’s only 6:30, go back to sleep,”

“You have...work right? I’ll make something for you to eat,” He Tian was about to get up when

“No!”

That tiny angry ‘No’ suprised the both of them. Then, they both realized that Momo was holding He Tian’s hand so hard like he’s going to disappear into thin air.

“I mean...I have a day off today,” Momo let go of He Tian’s hand. His was sad.

“Then, do you wanna just stay in bed?” He Tian couldn’t help but let out a small smile.

“Y....yes”

And they did. Momo snuggled back onto He Tian’s embrace and He Tian nuzzled into Momo’s neck. Both not wanting to let go. After a while, they drifted back to sleep.

[randomingoftherandomness]

Hi hi! May i ask for amnesiac zzs after he got captured by tian chuang?

The first person that he sees upon waking up in a clean bed and in clean clothes is a teary-eyed boy who keeps weeping and calling him ‘Shifu’ as if the title would disappear from his mouth if he doesn’t utilise it enough. The child looks happy enough to see him, so he doesn’t say anything and merely pats him on his head and asks him to please stop crying. 

There are two more men in the room with them; a pale-faced fellow dressed in black and holding an imposing staff meant to signify status, and a smiling, gentle character next to him that stands still and tall like a jade tree.

“Hello,” He greets them, blinking and taking them in. This seems to be the wrong response because the smiling man immediately frowns and steps forward. 

“Zishu, do you know who I am?” The man asks. Latching on to the name he had just been called, he rolls the syllables of it in his mind before looking back up to the man.

“No,” He shakes his head, worry percolating in his chest at the realisation that he genuinely doesn’t know who any of these people are nor does he know his own name. He doesn’t even know where he is. “Am I Zishu?”

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The teary-eyed boy tends to him with a wobbling bottom lip that irks something deep in Zishu’s chest and at the same time, curls something fond and sweet too. 

Those red-rimmed eyes focus on his task of helping him with his ablutions, so while he is grateful for the help, Zishu really wishes the boy could stop looking so mournful and aggrieved like he had just lost his whole family.

No one would tell him what sort of person he was, much less how he had even gotten such wounds on his torso. Seven nails fused to his flesh coupled with the injuries on his shoulders and the whip marks is a lot for anyone to just accept that he got into a spot of trouble and must now rest up and focus on getting better.

The pale-faced fellow with the pinched corners of his lips had taken his pulse earlier and declared that whatever trauma he had gone through must have triggered a survival response from his body that resulted in temporary amnesia.

And that was the keyword here; temporary.

According to the fellow, he could regain every moment in his mind that he lost tomorrow or he could regain them in a year. It didn’t sound promising but it was something at least.

The boy, Chengling, wipes down his hands when they both hear the voice and hurried footsteps coming towards the door. “I need to see him!” Comes a very agitated voice. “You can’t keep me from him!”

“No one is keeping you from him, Master Wen, but you must calm yourself before going in. Zishu isn’t in any state to be excitable,” The voice of the smiling gentleman says smoothly and reasonable. 

Not that Zishu was paying any attention. He had stood up at the sound of the agitated person. That voice! He knows that voice!

How does he know that voice? He doesn’t know. All he does know is that his entire body seems to have been struck by lightning. His breath catches in his chest and when the door swings open, the man who enters first is the most beautiful man Zishu thinks he has ever seen.

Even with a memory that only began a shichen ago, somehow he thinks he knows this man; like there is this bone-deep assurance that if he was was around Zishu would never want or worry or have to fear anything. As if, should he even want it, the man would move mountains and oceans and wrangle the stars for him.

The man’s eyes meet his. Zishu smiles.

This man is attractive, yes. He has a face that poets would die to write about and yet, Zishu can’t find it in himself to say that this was why the man was attractive. Even with a defective memory, he knows that this is a good man. A flawed man. Someone he has chosen for himself and by some inexplicable reasoning, Zishu knows that even if he were to be lost into the netherworld, this man would traverse hellfires and brimstones to just be with him. 

Scarier still, Zishu thinks he would do the same for him.

“Ah Xu,” The man says on an exhale. The syllables sound too soft, too intimate for the light of day. Zishu steps forward. Body moving of its accord. 

“Da Wu said... It was amnesia,” The man crosses the room, stopping only when they were half a step away from each other. His eyes carefully caress him from head to toe, reaching out a hand for Zishu’s. “Ah Xu, do you know who I am?”

A sudden pain twists in his heart then at the despair and grief in the man’s words. He wants nothing more than to remember - even if the things he has done are all horrible things, he wants to remember them all - just to keep that pain from this man’s voice. 

“They said it’s temporary,” Zishu consoles, interlocking his fingers with the man’s, smiling at the first familiar thing he has felt since waking up. “It will come back.”

The man matches his smile then; a small and tremulous thing. Zishu closes the last distance between them and wraps his arms around him. “Do you want to tell me your name?”

“Tch, you don’t know a stranger’s name and you're still hugging them?” The man huffs against his ear but doesn’t remove himself from the embrace. 

Zishu smiles and laughs softly. “You’re one thing that seems to make sense. Somehow when I saw you, I knew you.”

The man stills in his arms and Zishu begins to worry anew if he had misspoken somehow when he feels the warm dampness spreading on his shoulder. Was this man related to Chengling?

Strong arms cage him against solid chest and the man mumbles, “Wen Kexing. My name is Wen Kexing and you call me Lao Wen, and you’re my Ah Xu.”

Ah, so they were lovers then. Somehow that fits a perfect little puzzle piece back into place for him. That’s good, ZIshu thinks. He managed to ensnare a beauty. Patting Lao Wen on his back, soothing him gently, he says, “Then you should stay with me now, hm? I don’t remember anything and so I will need to rely on you.”

Lao Wen sighs, nose bumping against the collar of his robes, breath tickling his neck. “Mn.”

[3lji]

Hello sweetheart! I’m sorry it’s taken me a little while to reply to this 😭 Thank you so so much for sending it though, and I’m so pleased and flattered that I’m one of your favourites! There’s so many fab tianshan blogs out there heheheh ♥️ here are my thoughts!

TIANSHAN VACATION HEADCANONS:

- I love your idea already. I think maybe being on vacation somewhere is the only time the two of them REALLY let go and relax.

- Tian’s job is hard, I’d imagine - he doesn’t like to bother Mo with the details too much, and if anything he’d rather protect him from it, but he knows it takes a certain toll on his partner. Mo is someone who gives his all with everything I believe, so when he works he works HARD but equally when he’s on vacation he��d really allow himself to relax.

- They’re tentative at first about vacationing together, maybe they go as a group of four to try it out, and when they realise, actually, they’d kinda love to go it alone, they vacation a lot.

- Sometimes it’s just weekends close by - a train ride or a road trip away. And then there are week long holidays, sometimes places they’ve never been where they’re busy, backpacks only, doing as much as they can and falling asleep exhausted in a pile together on the bed. But their favourite vacations are when they do almost NOTHING.

- Sometimes they go to cities they can lazily walk around, holding hands and licking ice creams, Mo raising his hand, entwined with Tian’s, to point at this or that. I think however, Mo would begrudgingly LOVE when Tian books a super luxe getaway.

- They have one of those gorgeous villas with sleeping (and... uh... other activities 👀) places around the house. Beds and hammocks and huge sofas. It opens out onto the beach and they have fresh fruit everywhere.

- Tian would take the opportunity to feed Mo whenever possible, grapes straight into his mouth, little dips and crackers, sweet treats.

- They’d swim together and Tian makes it his life’s mission to make sure Mo is absolutely covered in sun cream (that boy is a RED HEAD OKAY) but Mo thinks he’s taking liberties (he is).

- Because they’re both so relaxed, Mo might let a few things pass he usually wouldn’t 👀 like letting Tian pull him into his lap and cuddle, and not saying a word. Or letting Tian brush his hair as they lie in the shade on the beach.

- The pictures! Oh God!!! We know Tian is a super sneak with his photography and his muse is MO BABEY. There’s pictures (millions) of him happily sleeping in white sheets. Pictures of him with his hamster cheeks full of delicious local food. Pictures of him secretly feeding the local cats he was strictly told NOT. TO. FEED. (He’s a softie, okay)

- I feel they’d sit up at night until late, both sat together and watching the stars. Tian reaches for Mo’s hand and there’s no resistance when he pulls it into his lap and strokes his fingers. They’ve been through years of trouble, and maybe just as much time separated, and they’re just so happy to be together, quiet and peaceful together.

- I think if there’s anywhere Tian would propose it could be one of their favourite vacation spots. One of the ones that becomes a weekly tradition. They know their neighbours and Tian quietly purchased a small villa in a secluded spot for them, with private beach access because Mo loves to swim. Xixi and Jian Yi visit for a week and they stay on a week afterwards to have time to themselves. One night they’re drinking in their little balcony, watching the sun go down and sitting without needing to talk and Tian slides over a little box.

- ‘What’s this, then?’ Mo asks, knowing exactly what it is. He flicks open the lid and tries his best to school his features.

- Tian sits down and takes up Mo’s hand, his own already has his own ring placed on it (of course it does). He’s looking into the sunset, ‘Got it years ago... thought it might be time to make a decent man out of you.’

- ‘I don’t think there’s any chance of the same being said for you,’ Mo retorts.

- Tian would smile and bring Mo’s hand up to his lips, to press a kiss there, ‘No, no, that would be asking too much.’ For a moment, he looks a little unsure, that usual confidence flickering away, ‘What do you say then?’

- Mo flexes his fingers, squeezing against Tian’s in reassurance, trying not to smile, ‘Alright then.’

- You can just imagine the silhouette of them both against the setting sun, Tian leaning over to kiss Mo on the cheek, the gold on their fingers glinting in the disappearing sun.

[aquanology]

SO ANYONE KNOWS WHATS GONNA HAPPEN NEXT OR WHAT? (Idk what this post is...)

Hey, welcome to another post of "I'll speak my mind to you and you'll listen whether you like it or not." Soooo I want to (perhaps) speculate about the next chapter of 19days (chap.370) and express my worries and yes you have to listen to it so I can get some likes.

So I was thinking about it for like the whole day or so and I think I have had learned what I am worried about and what I think can happy so two to three scenarios could happen (no this isn't placed from most likely to least likely):

1. He tian would see the state Mo is in but instead of treating his injuries and trying to comfort him He tian would ask Mo why he wasn't answering his phone or what happened to him, only for Mo to refuse answering until they break into some big argument with Mo trying to get He tian away once and for all and He tian finds out who hurt Mo (She Li). And so he goes after She Li's ass instead of taking care of Mo.

2. After He tian sees Mo's injuries he of course asks him what happened but he recognizes that Mo stayed silent, and so He tian would try to comfort Mo by hugging him and treat his wounds. And of course He tian will (again) learn that She Li and his gang were the one's who assaulted Mo.

3. After He tian (again) sees Mo he would walk away because he is angry at himself for not being able to provide Mo enough protection and so one (or few) days passes without them interacting. ( this one is pretty unlikely though)

Now of course I'm gonna talk about every and each point so firstly the first point is pretty infuriating, now a big thing that we know about He tian that he didn't get to have many relationships experience and even then alot of them might've been shallow (the ones with his classmates), his lack of experience might affect his ability to understand that his loved one is in need for comfort care and affection. Also him being mad at Mo and learning that the cause of these wounds is She Li would most likely enrage him, and so his attention would get his attention averted to She Li.

The second possibility is more sweet and reasonable He tian is heart broken to see his beloved hurt badly (not only physically) and so it would make sense for him to put his questions away and try to make Mo feel better in a way or another...afterwards Mo might open up a bit to tell He tian who hurt or He tian will discover it on his own (I mean its pretty obvious who did this ngl).

As for the third and last possibility which is the least likely to become true..well at this point it's obvious that He Tian will blame himself for what happened to Mo him not asking him about or speaking to begin with might be because of his shock, his guilt, his anger on himself and whom did this. So he wouldn't spill a word he would walk away silently thinking that Mo didn't say anything because they're no close anymore.

Worries section:

So I see it's this section already god is this one gonna be long.

So first thing I'm worried about is Mo, since he was hurt badly and I believe his mental health isn't in a good state either he was put through alot of suffering and stress afterall. And so he really needs some big hug and some medication for the wounds, yet what I'm worried about is that he'll put his pride as a priority again and refuse any type of comforting since he ended his relationship with He Tian already. And so I wondering if he could put aside or not. Not that I really think that he can take anymore of that bullshit without trying to tell someone about and get out of his chest.

The second thing I'm worried about is He Tain or atleast what he would do to She Li, I mean knowing He Tian he wouldn't just beat She Li up and leave him after seeing Mo like that and specially that He Tian and Mo developed a closer relationship than the one last time when He tian threatened She Li. I am scared of what he would of no one is there to stop him from seriously hurting She Li in a horrible way.

Third thing is...well we could say it's the least I'm worried about since it's about Jian yi, xi xi and Mo's mother I mean all of them are close people to Mo I pretty sure they'll be worried as hell and if they learn what She Li did from someone else other than Mo, im worried that they'll make their relationship worse than where Mo left it last time last time... (mostly with his two friends)

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Sooo I guess this is the end of the post and since it is I want to make it clear that I'm doing this not to spoil the story but to lessen the shock of anyone who read this post if one of these speculation things are true, also please take this whole post with a grain of salt except for the worries section. Take care and try to lighten your mood since all we're getting these days is angst.

[oppatxtme]

Christian Yu: The Eve

x Christian Yu x

Note: Read at Your Own Risk ~~ (ง⌐□ل͜□)ง Type: One Shot [ masterlist ]

A/N: This is a request from an Annon. I know it took a while but hope y’all like it. BTW. Happy New Year friends! ♥

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'Is she not coming to work?'

"Hey, Scott!" Christian called his friend when he saw him walked past his door from the hall.

Scott walked and stop to peek at Christian's studio.

"What's up?" he asked while still looking at his phone.

"How's the photoshoot yesterday?" Christian asked about the shoot scheduled for Live and you are one of the editors.

"It went according to our theme. But it lasted longer than expected because it suddenly snowed a little during the shoot." Scott explained. "Why?" he managed to look away from his phone screen and look at Christian.

"Oh, so, what time did you guys finish?" Christian asked not answering Scott's question.

"Maybe around 3 am," Scott answered. He decided to sit on the sofa inside Christian's studio - thinking that this might take a while. He knew Christian and asking questions without answering his - only means that somethings going on.

"I see. So I guess most of the crew will not be coming today since you guys finished late." Christian said while taking a spin at his chair.

"Not really. I think they'll be here doing the edit and all." Scott said still looking at Christian.

Christian tried to avoid Scott's gaze.

"Really? So maybe I can take a look at the scene later with Y/N." Christian said and turn his back from Scott to face his monitor.

'Smooth.' Scott thought and can't help but smirked at his friend's childish game. He's avoiding directly asking about Y/N because of the drunk accident happening before.

*** 3 weeks ago, the crew decided to go out for a dinner then drink after to celebrate Christian's debut. But just as everyone getting ready to go home. You're so wasted that you confessed to Christian without minding the few people remaining outside the pub.

All were shocked because they didn't expect you to confess at all. All of them have an idea that you have feelings for Christian for years - but Christian's so dense and treat you as a little sister at that time. He did not expect it and he was so dumbfounded that he laughed it out and saying that he only sees you as his lil'sister.

"Thank you, Y/N - but you're my little sister that I never had. I'm sorry." Christian said as he rubbed the back of his neck.

Yes, you were drunk at that time. And you wished you forgot everything that had happened to that point. But it was impossible. Now you know that it was all a lie when people said they forget everything that happened to them when they're wasted. LIES!

But even if you remembered everything - you acted that you forgot about it. It was not like you, but being rejected face to face - it fvcking hurts!

You can't afford to lose your dream job just because of your drunken mistake.

You acted that everything is good between you and Christian - but it is noticeable that you're putting a distance between the two of you.

****

"I think you can check the raw ones with her assistant later." Scott get up from the sofa and was about to leave.

"Huh? Why her assistant? Where's Y/N?"

"She's taking a rest for the day. I think she catches a cold during the shoot. I'm planning to check on her later. We know how she can be when it snows. You're welcome to join me if you want." Scott dropped a teasing tone towards Christian.

"Ah. Okay. Just call me when you're going." Christian said not noticing Scott's teasing.

----

Christian can't focus on his work. He keeps ending up thinking about you.

He looked at his phone - checking if Scott text him about going to your place but he sighed when he sees nothing.

He can already admit that this is not like him at all. He told you that he only sees you as a friend - he even regards you as his little sister. But something inside him disagree.

'Do I like-love her?' Christian questioned himself. But it was cut-off when his phone rang.

It was from Scott.

"Hey. Wait a sec - I'll just save my files." Christian said right after answering.

"About that, I can't go to Y/N right now. Mr. Ahn called and requesting a meeting with Dabin." Scott said.

"Did you call Y/N?" Christian asked.

"Not yet. I tried calling to see if she's alright but she's not answering. Maybe she's just sleeping. We can visit her later - after work."

"No. I can check her now since I already shut down my PC." Christian said as he walked out from his studio.

Scott smirked because he knew well that Christian never shutdown his PC at his studio.

"Okay. Call me when you get there." Scott ended the call.

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You were dreaming about someone was knocking at your door and keep pressing the doorbell. The doorbell gets louder every time that it woke you up.

Then you realized that it was not a dream but someone really is knocking at your door.

'Maybe it's Scott. He did mention that he will drop by'. You thought as you tried your best to get up.

You opened the door.

"Are you planning on breaking my door Sco-C-Christian! How..?" you can feel your face burning up.

"I came instead of Scott," he said avoiding your eyes.

"I see," you said. Both of you just standing there between the door. 'Okay, this is awkward'.

"Are you okay...?" Christian asked and managed to meet your eyes.

It's hard for you to stop the cough because your throat is just itching.

"I'm okay now, so you don't have to..." you looked down. Not really wanting for Christian to see you at this state. But suddenly your vision got dizzy and that made you lean forward.

Christian caught you.

"You're not okay at all." He said.

You can't tell if he's mad or worried. He guided you to your bed. And you keep coughing all the time. You want to stop so he can't see but it's really not that easy.

'I'm here now, but I don't know what to do for her. I can feel that Y/N doesn't like me here, I'm sure this situation is stressful for her'. Christian thought. 'I guess I need to try and help her feel better...'

"Did you already eat something?" Christian asked you while you're fixing the pillow at your back to sit properly.

"No," you said.

"Good thing I brought rice porridge. Eat this, then take the medicine." He said while taking out the porridge from the paper bag he had.

"I'm fine." you insisted. You just want him to leave and you can sleep. But for some god's play - your tummy decided to protest.

"Just eat." Christian tried his best to not laugh. He handed you the container for the porridge.

"Okay..." you said helplessly.

---

"Thank you for the porridge..." you said as Christian took the container from your hand.

"Now take the medicine, and go to the hospital tomorrow for an IV drip." He said as he hands you a glass of water.

"A-*cough* cold like this will be over once I slept on it. I don't have to go." you took meds and the glass of water.

"You're not going to go? When you're this sick?" Now he really sounded worried.

"I'm really all right, Christian... You can go now..." you insist as you tried to put the glass on your side table but he stops you and leans forward to get the glass from your hand. And put his hand at your forehead. You automatically closed your eyes when you felt the warmth from his hand.

"No way. At your condition right now..." Christian said. "You're burning up..." he was shocked because he was not expecting you to be this sick.

"I'm fine..." you opened your eyes. Then there you realize how you and Christian's face is so close. You can't help but blush.

Christian realizes the situation and immediately put away his hand from your forehead. "J-just go to the hospital. Darn it!"

You can't help but smile a little. You find him cute.

Christian stands up. "Try to lie back down. I'll go get a wet towel for you."

"Okay..." you said. You guess that it's no use arguing with him. As you lie down. You can't help close your eyes as you tremble. "Ugh... it's cold..."

"You're cold?" Christian saw you.

You opened your eyes and he was standing at the end of your bed. You got up.

"Just a little... I just need to put more clothes on." You said as you tried to get off the bed and walk to your closet.

"No." Christian stopped you from getting up. "You have to bring your fever down. All you need is to change into a T-shirt and shorts instead. Wait. I'll get that for you."

"Huh? W-what?"

Christian walked towards your closet and as if he owns it, he easily finds your clothes and throws it at you.

"I'm turning the light out." and he did turn off the lights.

You have no choice but change. You felt that your clothes already wet from your sweat. When you finished changing, Christian sit beside your bed and gently put the wet towel on your forehead.

"Ian, you should really go now..." you said in between your coughs.

'How can I go when you're like this?' Christian thought as he looked at you.

You felt him get up. You closed your eyes. 'Finally, he's leaving.' you thought.

Christian sighed.

"Move over a bit." you heard him.

You opened your eyes not really understood what he said. But the next thing you know that Christian slip his body beside you - in the bed. Your body automatically moved from the side to give him space.

Now Christian is hugging you from the back. If the two of you are dating - then this might be normal - cuddling you as you're feeling cold. But the two of you are way far from dating!

'Shit! What is he doing! What is he thinking?! I don't know if this will help me or it will make it worse.' You can't help but worry. You need to calm down because you're not sure if Christian can feel how your heartbeat is running wild.

"You'll be less cold like this," Christian said. Every word he said, you can feel the warmth of his breath from the side of your ear.

"C-Chris-tian... you don't really have to-"

"Just stay still. I'll leave once you fall asleep." Christian said firmly. "You'll be asleep soon since you took the medicine."

'How in God's way can I be still in this situation?! God-someone please save me!'

"Y/N. Close your eyes and go to sleep," Christian said.

You closed your eyes. But really not know how you can fall asleep with the fact that you can feel his body heat.

You don't know if it's the fever or because of him, but you feel dizzy and your mind is a mess.

But one thing is clear.

Your heart is beating so fast and the warmth from Christian's arms that you don't feel cold anymore.

You tried to close off your heart - as best as you could. But Christian's warmth is slowly melting down the walls you barely created.

"Christian Yu... why are you doing all this for me? It's like... as if you love me... How can I push you away if you're going to be like this?" you froze when you realized that you voice out your thoughts.

Christian's arms around your waist tighten.

"You're right," Christian said as he leans closer that you can feel his breath from your right ear. "I do love you and I was a fool when I denied that fact - something that obvious. I know for a long time that I treated you differently from anyone else. I'm sorry if I pretend and fight what I was feeling just because I don't want to admit that what I said before was wrong."

You tried to move to face him but Christian stopped you and buried his head between your neck. He also holds your hand and tightens his embrace.

"Please. Let me hold you like this as you fall asleep. I promise I will leave as soon as your temperature goes down."

You said nothing and just pulled him closer to you.

'I think this is a good reason to love the snow season.' You slept smiling while at Christian's embrace.

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