"Do You Regret?"

ohooo can i hear about the stalker fic? that sounds so hot ~

Of course! :D

I´m excited to talk about it since it´s been in production hell for a while now (/◕ヮ◕)/

Ok, so basically:

One day Fen Xing and Mu Qing help their friend Xie Lian clean his room.

While doing so they discover his stalker´s shrine dedicated to a certain one-eyed man we know

Now they´ve made it their personal mission to prevent Xie Lian from getting arrested for stalking through....unusual means all while the brunet all but ignores their efforts and keeps going as usual

What FengQing isn´t aware of is that the "victim" might be just as down bad as his stalker ;)

Hope you like this little introduction to the plot <3

For the wip game! Stalker Xl?? And Little bby emingg?? 👀👀

Stalker XL and baby E-Ming indeed :D

The baby E-Ming fic was meant to take place during Hong Hong-er´s childhood to which E-Ming (in the form of a silver-clad Hong Hong-er) would time travel via irrelavent means

This was then supposed to discuss both their understanding of being "evil" with E-Ming desperatly trying to understand why he´s inherently evil/bad in adult Hua Cheng´s eye(s) and Hong Hong-er struggling to see that the world is wrong about him and not vice versa

As for the stalker fic, I already wrote about it a little in a previous answer and am not sure how much more I can reveal without going into spoiler territory but I can share a little snippet ;)

"At the time, "Wu Ming" as he liked to refer to himself back then was all Xie Lian talked about!"

(...)

"Both had assumed that after years of sparse to no contact at all that surely, Xie Lian had gotten over his silly infatuation..."

Though these lines could still change since this is still a work in progress

I hope you liked my silly little ideas :D

Thank you for particapating as well!

Wu Ming put a lot of effort into his love letter.

...Sadly His Highness has some trouble reading it.

That one scene from chapter 6 of my fic "To be is to be yours"

(To be is to be yours - Chapter 6 - IdeasLoading - 天官赐福 - 墨香铜臭 | Tiān Guān Cì Fú - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù [Archive of Our Own]) - If you´re interested ;)

It´s Wu Ming-Wednesday, my dudes

In honour of the newest chapter of my fic (https://archiveofourown.org/works/58209523/chapters/155672245)

Sadly only a sketch this time

I´m sure you all know the reference for this pic though 😂

Thank you for tagging me, @biblical-love (@echochqmber)! :D

Rules: you will be given a word. Then you share one sentence/excerpt from your wip(s) that starts with each letter of your word!

My word is: "LINES"

L - "Living together with his ghost soldier has put Xie Lian´s heart at a formerly long-lost and forgotten ease."

(From chapter 2 of: Feast on this Imitation of Happiness)

I - "It was by total accident that Mu Qing and Feng Xin discovered it: They were just trying to help their friend clean up his small bedroom inside his sparsely decorated apartment - albeit while heavily complaining about the task - when eventually Xie Lian had to excuse himself for a moment to go feed his pet snake – Ruoye - over in another room where that thing´s tank is located."

(From: Stalker Darling!)

N - "No longer are meals had alone."

(Also from chapter 2 of: Feast on this Imitation of Happiness)

E - "Except...Xie Lian had forgotten something crucial: As he talks to the butterfly flying besides him to fill the lonely silence, speaking of mundane things like the weather with faux enthusiasm, he suddenly comes to a stop when he can no longer perceive the faint sound of wings."

(From chapter two of: Nice to meet you again; what´s your name today?) (Note: This one´s been in the basement :´))

S - "Shi Qingxuan had caught wind (heh) of suspecious activities happening in the desrt kingdom of Banyue, resulting in countless missing persons."

(From chapter 29 of: To be is to be yours)

tagging: (Only if you want to of course! <3)

@yulen-the-ghost

@soapy-soartp

@notsofrozt

I´m not quite sure if I´m supposed to make up another word for you guys or if there´s a list (´･ω･`)

I´m just gonna assume I´m supposed to pick so I´ll go with: NAMES

I´m excited to see your replies :D

tysm for tagging me @marquisguyun!!! <3

Rules: you will be given a word. Then you share one sentence/excerpt from your wip(s) that starts with each letter of your word!

The word I was tagged with is FORUM. i chose to use a couple different wips of mine, including one of my original projects (because i don't actually write a lot of sentences that start with the letter "R")~

F - "Former God of Nature! The God of Nature!"

O - Okay. Xie Lian needs to know what’s going on.

R - Rena sees her from across the bridge. The year is nineteen-ninety-nine, and they are at a party.

U - Unable to do anything at all.

M - Most of the men in town are busy fighting in the war, the blacksmith says, and there aren’t enough people to actually make the swords those soldiers are using.

tagging @ideasloading @scrapimmortal @circus-complex @e-n-t-r-o-p-i-c-f-r-o-g @artingstarvist!!! your word, should you choose to accept it, is "LINES"

Bon Appetite

CW: suggestive TW: Blood (mentioned, not graphic) (specifically: period blood)

“Ghost, why do you smell so strongly of blood?” He asks as they wander an abandoned and overgrown path miles away from the nearest city.

It is not exactly uncommon for the soldier to smell of ichor, not with the path of destruction and death he has decided to follow by Xie Lian´s side.

Still, they have not had to fight anyone or anything recently, nor are any fluids stuck to their clothing after having the ghost wash them just yesterday in a river they passed by - so by all means Wu Ming should not reek of blood.

The soldier audibly sputters behind him, before covering up his embarrassing reaction with a fake cough.

“Well,…Your Highness, you see…” He starts hesitantly, clearly flustered.

Xie Lian stops in his tracks and so does the ghost by proxy. The brunet turns around and looks at his devotee. Even under the pressure of his gaze does the wrath not continue his explanation, instead nervously shifting from ne foot to the other.

The former god scowls behind his mask. “Answer. Now. My patience is running out.”

Wu Ming looks down at the dirt, expression hidden behind his own smiling mask. Nevertheless, he abides: “Your Highness,…This one must admit that…he´s on his period.”

…

The brunet stares at him. “You´re a man.” He says, and yet it´s a question.

The ghost nods. “I am, but I do not have the bits of one.”

So Wu Ming has a…

“…Does it hurt?” He asks, somewhat quietly. It´s not like the former prince would know – not having one himself nor ever having accepted any concubines he could have asked about such matters.

All he knows is that his mother would sometimes privately complain about pretty bad craps due to her menstrual cycle.

“This one can endure.” The soldier simply answers, confidant in his words.

The ghost is probably right: Having literally experienced a gruesome death, he must find this to be no real comparison but…

Xie Lian remembers his mother also saying she could fulfil her duties and go about her day despite the pain, only to end up clutching at her lower stomach, bend over the dinner table.

He remembers his father going up to her then and saying something about drawing her a warm bath.

His mother had thanked him, but had then quietly whispered that he should join her in the bath to “help her feel better”. Xie Lian is aware that he was not supposed to hear that and would have preferred staying ignorant as well.

Alas, at least this awkward memory had taught him one thing: Sexual acts can apparently sooth the pain of a period, at least temporarily.

…

Unlike his parents, he is not married to Wu Ming, so he has no duty to oblige. – In fact, the soldier had told him that it was fine.

…

…But Xie Lian really wants to.

The thought of helping his last follower through this by…Well, he can´t exactly penetrate him due to his cultivation path but it does not forbid him from…”assisting”.

…He feels hot; just like he did with the Land of the Tender.

He takes off his mask and looks sharply at the other, though he knows there´s probably a blush adorning his cheeks. “Sit down on the fallen tree stump over there.”

The ghost tilts up his head as an inquiry but when he receives no further details he simply follows the given instructions and sits down.

The brunet follows suit, but instead of sitting down beside him, he positions himself in between the wrath´s legs, pulling his thighs apart with one hand.

“Y-Your Highness?!”

“Quiet.” Xie Lian commands harshly. He could not bear being questioned right now when he himself isn´t to sure what he´s doing. – He´s only going off of what he knows from the stories of the soldiers back at the camps after all. – How shameful…

He tugs at the rim of the other´s pants, beginning to pull them down and says: “I´m going to eat you out.”

Bon Appetite, Your Highness.

boy trouble (a wulian micro-fic)

CW: The last sentence is suggestive!

Xie Lian isn´t sure when it started but at some point it has become the norm for Wu Ming to lick any small wound the former prince sustains.

"Spit" The ghost had said. "while not outright a cure or medicine does promote the healing of open wounds." He had explained that he had been told as much in the army when bandages had been short in supply and the young soldier wasn´t nearly important enough in rank to hope to get any more than the ones he already had around his head at the time.

A cut there, a tiny injury here. - Without fail the soldier would dutifully lick it, never once doing more than he had promised he´d do.

And for some reason...that bothers Xie Lian. He means: Come on! - One man licking another so regularly would always naturally lead to "more", right?! So why hadn´t Wu Ming done as much so far...?

Is the brunet not appealing enough? - So undesirable to the point that Wu Ming could taste his skin and not feel even an ounce of want?

He knows he´s not exactly...as kind and gentle, let alone sane for that matter, as he used to be but at the very least he is confident in his physical beauty!

So he decides to "test" Wu Ming: Xie Lian purposefully bites his tongue to the point that it slightly bleeds. He acts like it was an accident, like this is a bother worth complaining about.

When the ghost hears his Highness´s woes he instinctively gets ready to lick but after taking a step closer to the former god he suddenly freezes in place.

"T-this one can...ehm...go look for a village to steal salve from-" He stammers, trying to sound calm and collected.

"Come here right this instance, insolent ghost. - You have a job to do." The smaller man commands with an icy glare, his stature not making him any less imposing.

The other abides: He walks over to Xie Lian, hesitating as he slowly cups his god´s cheeks.

Getting impatient from the wrath´s hesitance, the brunet leans forward himself - kissing Wu Ming with tongue.

The former prince must admit to himself that he is neither knowledgeable nor skilled at the prospect of kissing and neither seems Wu Ming. Yet...Xie Lian finds the other endearing and his own flawed performance no obstacle at enjoying the moment.

When they part, the ghost momentarily chases after his lips, catching himself just barely. - Ah, so he does have desire!

Xie Lian lets out a wicked laugh. "Well, well, well, with how eager Wu Ming is he might just find the next cut on my length."

Bluesky Social

IdeasLoading (@ideasloading.bsky.social)

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Dianxia must ensure that his best soldier stays flexible