One of my all-time favorite Jin Ling moments was when he realized that his crazy homo uncle (who may or may not be the Yiling Patriarch) was trying to get with Lan Wangji—one of the only adults Jin Ling actively fears and respects. And after enough Wei Wuxian-specific shenanigans, Jin Ling’s reaction to all this, which had initially been, "cutsleeve? more like cut that shit out," eventually morphed into, "okay this is HANGUANG-JUN, buddy, you cannot fuck around and find out with this one. You gotta LOCK THAT SHIT DOWN if you're going to sleep with a man that famous. Look at me, put a ring on it immediately, he's too good for your slut ass do you hear me—”
Hello!!! for the game, could you write a glimpse of octobing terrorizing SY (lovingly) again, I think about your previous octobing drabble all the time…
mer!lbh of all forms will never get old to me... here's the original ficlet, as well as some lovely fanart that drawing-kitty-ckristal did and that I have since canonized within my own heart!
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Shen Yuan had prepared for Luo Binghe’s release back into the wild thoroughly.
He’d stuffed that sticky mer full of exotic fish he wouldn’t be able to easily hunt in his own habitat, and he’d double-tripple checked that the wound on Luo Binghe’s chest that originally sent him into captivity had healed to the point where not even a scar could be seen without close examination. Luo Binghe had aced all the tests to his motor skills, grip strength, and swimming speed with flying colors - so long as Shen Yuan had been the one administering the test and Luo Binghe was sure that he would watch him the whole time.
The release itself was a bit… tearier than these sorts of things usually are, but it had overall gone well. Luo Binghe had eventually sulked his way back into the waters they were trying to return him to, and Shen Yuan returned home with only half his exposed skin covered in the telltale welts of Luo Binghe’s suckers.
So why is it, exactly, that Shen Yuan is here, touring a beachside house for sale?
The real estate agent is droning on about new hardwood flooring and granite counter tops with a disinterested expression, clearly not quite believing Shen Yuan’s sincerity or purchasing power. Beach houses were expensive normally, and that was when purchasing the generously described ‘beach houses’ that lay a block or two from the beach proper; Shen Yuan had made it very clear that he would only look at properties that were on the shoreline itself.
…Shit, what is he even doing? Luo Binghe hadn’t been a sandy-shores type of mer to begin with! He’d washed up on this beach when he was injured, sure, but Shen Yuan knew better than anyone that Luo Binghe’s usual habitat was in much deeper waters! He’d listened to Luo Binghe himself talk about it for hours, all at his own prompting and carefully catalogued in his piles and piles of notes on the mer - Shen Yuan knew that Luo Binghe wouldn’t be living in the waters of this beach.
He knew, but…
Shen Yuan’s phone pings, and he nearly drops it in his rush to fish it out of his pocket and look at the notification. The real estate agent sighs, used to this now as it was the fourth time in their tours together, and steps back to let Shen Yuan read the news in peace.
Dangerous Cephalopod Mer Creature Spotted At Tourist-Filled Beach reads the headline. It’s nearly a copy and paste flashy title from the last handful of times Luo Binghe had been spotted on this beach, but Shen Yuan clicks into it anyway with one brow already ticked in irritation. Luo Binghe wasn’t dangerous, not really. His venom was salvitory, so it would only hurt someone if he bit them, and Luo Binghe was only likely to lash out like that if he was feeling crowded or threatened or mildly inconvenienced by someone he disliked.
Outside, close enough to hear it inside this right-on-the-beach property, children shriek happily. The crowds of tourists are in full swing, splashing happily through the water and doing all sorts of things that would classify as one of the potential stimulants for Luo Binghe to bite someone.
…Shit.
Shen Yuan bolts outside, ignoring the call from the realtor - Hey, the sliding glass door to the open backyard is smooth, right? It has an electronic shade for privacy, too! - and sprinting out onto the sandy beach.
Once there, though, he skids to a stop, suddenly feeling lost. He feels a bit stupid for even being here: so there were a couple spottings of a mer that was possibly octopus-like in species on this beach, so what? It may not even be Luo Binghe, and even if it is, Shen Yuan shouldn’t be doing anything stupid like considering buying a house just to live a bit closer. Their program was catch and release, not catch and then act like you’d just foster-failed a puppy!
Just then, there’s a disturbance in the water, and the thin, reedy sound of someone doing their best impression of a whiny child.
“Shen-ge?”
Shen Yuan whips around. There, in water way too shallow for it to be good for him, is Luo Binghe.
“Binghe!” Shen Yuan cries, and then instantly whips around to see if anyone else was paying attention.
Luckily, beachside properties came with some privileges, and this small patch of sand didn’t have many people on it compared to the bustling area just a block or so down the beach. Assured that no one had caught the mer just yet, Shen Yuan hurries over to him, kicking off his shoes as he goes and wading into the water until it reaches his thighs.
“What are you doing here?” Shen Yuan hisses. “You’re going to get abrasions on your tentacles if you linger in waters this shallow for too long, you know that!”
“I didn’t want to leave Shen-ge,” Luo Binghe answers, teary-eyed. Beneath the water, his tentacles curl out towards Shen Yuan, pulling him along the sand to get close enough to wrap one around Shen Yuan’s ankle. “And this morning, I thought I smelled you - why are you visiting all these people’s homes, Shen-ge?”
“Well, I -” Shen Yuan flushes, looking away. “I’m not visiting anyone. They’re empty houses, so I was just taking a look to see if any of them were any good.”
Luo Binghe cocks his head in quiet consideration of everything he knows about human culture, and then with a quiet gasp, lights up.
“Shen-ge!” he cries, gleeful, and curls the tentacle around Shen Yuan’s ankle tighter. “Are you moving houses?!”
“Maybe,” he says despite himself. “Although, naturally I couldn’t move somewhere where the aquatic life is smelling me. Really, Binghe, just how closely were you paying attention to scent me from so far away? Your octopus olfactory sense should be based on water currents, mostly, and we both know that humans can’t smell like that, either, so -”
“I’ll cut off my nose,” Luo Binghe offers seriously. “So you’ll start living close to the water, right?”
“You most certainly will not!”
Luo Binghe flicks a tentacle behind him with something like consideration, the tip of it breaching the surface of the water for just a moment.
“...I could donate it to Shen-ge’s research team? Shen-ge’s boss always wanted to get more samples, right? A nose is okay?”
“A nose is not okay!” Shen Yuan reaches out to pinch at the nose in question, refusing to let up even when Luo Binghe scrunches it up. “Look, you don’t even like it when I pinch it, you think you could suffer taking a knife to it? Don’t speak nonsense like this again.”
“I like it,” Luo Binghe protests, his voice sounding a bit nasally. “I like whenever Shen-ge touches me.”
Shen Yuan hurriedly releases Luo Binghe’s nose and withdraws his hand. Luo Binghe inches closer to make up for the sudden lack of contact, a second tentacle curling around Shen Yuan’s other ankle and tracing its way up his leg in a trail of ticklish sucker detachments.
Shen Yuan steadfastly ignores it.
“In the first place, the normal thing to say when someone tells you to stop smelling them is ‘yes Shen-ge, I won’t do it again,’ okay?”
“Yes Shen-ge, I won’t do it again,” Luo Binghe lies, smiling brightly at Shen Yuan. “Shen-ge will make sure to choose a house with a tank I can sleep in, right?”
“I just told you to stop speaking nonsense,” Shen Yuan scolds, hoping Luo Binghe hasn’t grasped the concept of an outdoor pool yet.
The rhythmic stick-unstick of Luo Binghe’s suckers around Shen Yuan’s leg grows more insistent.
“But Shen-ge is here because he misses me, right?” Luo Binghe pleads.
“I - well, really -”
“I missed Shen-ge!” Luo Binghe cries, clearly sensing that he wasn’t going to like whatever was about to come out of Shen Yuan’s mouth. “I miss you every day! I miss you right now!!”
Shen Yuan softens, saying a solemn farewell to his pride and flimsy reputation as a nautical researcher.
“...I missed you too,” he admits.
Luo Binghe makes a delighted sound in the back of his throat, a half chirping, clicking noise unique to mers, and tackles Shen Yuan. Shen Yuan goes down instantly, only to be immediately be buoyed back upwards by Luo Binghe’s tentacles until his head breaches the surface and he can splutter and cough and regain his balance.
“A house, a house, Shen-ge is going to buy us a house!” Luo Binghe is sing-songing, still holding Shen Yuan aloft in the water with several strong tentacles and gently poking at Shen Yuan’s cheek with another. “Shen-ge, make sure it has lots of tank room, alright? We’ll have to have hatchlings soon -”
Shen Yuan reaches out and whacks Luo Binghe over the head. He’s told this stupid fish a million times over that there was no such thing as cross-species fertilization, and he still -!!
Ah, forget it!!
“Maybe a house,” Shen Yuan corrects. “You really can’t live here, Binghe, it isn’t good for you - not to mention all the tourists.”
“...A boat, then?”
“A houseboat?” Shen Yuan clarifies, squinting as he tries to picture the price tag on such a thing.
“A houseboat!” Luo Binghe agrees, and Shen Yuan promptly stops trying to picture the cost for the sake of his own sanity.
It’s… probably fine. He made good enough money as the only researcher that Luo Binghe would let handle him over the last eight months, after all.
“Hua Cheng has always been blindly loyal to Xie Lian, obeying his every command at every turn—” There has never been a single moment in Hua Cheng’s life or undeath where he has obeyed Xie Lian’s every command. As I type this, Xie Lian is (jokingly) chewing out Hong’er about how the teen’s saying “yes,” to him as if he’d issued a command, but when he actually issued a command—“Don’t follow me, return to the city!”—Hong’er summarily ignored him 😭
Started re-reading tgcf and remembered how much I love his character design
[ID: Lineless digital fanart of Hua Cheng from TGCF. He's shown smirking from the bust up against a backdrop with red lanterns, silver butterflies floating around him. The palette uses red, black, gray, white, and yellow. End ID]
leaving an mxtx prompt in your inbox: mobei jun getting cute aggression on shang qinghua and biting him or something like that (bonus if shang qinghua is into it lol)
Mobei-Jun gets cute aggression for hampter and bites him (real) (not clickbait)
I will continue to give Danmei demons and ghosts inhuman features. Sorry. Please continue to send your MXTX requests! :3
Just like in the story of Orpheus and Eurydice, Liu Qingge will be able to battle the gods to win back and save the person he loves most, but in the process, he forgets the risks involved. Luo Binghe is all too aware of the desires and thoughts running through the mind of the god of war, but if anything hurts more than reality, it is knowing that if the person you love were to see you two, trying to kill each other in some way, he would be deeply disappointed with both of you
Stardew valley anniversary has me nostalgic. So svsss sdv au.
Luo Binghe moves to this little town to try his hand at farming after losing his adoptive mother, leaving a horrible workplace with a cruel boss, and receiving the land as an inheritance from a relative on his fathers side he never met. He's pretty skeptical and isolates himself mostly to his new farm, until he gets around to exploring on a supplies run and comes across a kind, beautiful man behind the counter of the small museum on the edge of town. He offers to help Binghe find any information he needs for the farm, or that he just wants to know. Says that Binghes mother must have been a wonderful woman to have raised such a sweet boy. It quickly leads to Binghe desperately trying to romance the town curator while building his farm up into a place that Shen Yuan would be happy to live.
Meanwhile, Shen Yuan transmigrated into a popular farming rpg where the player can romance half the town but that does not include his role (he's not disappointed about it shut up) so he mostly spends his time reading and chilling. Anyway, he knows Binghes the player the second he shows up because he's the only one unique and cool and pretty enough to be the main character, obviously. He'll help binghe with anything he needs! He's got all the tips and the locations of important items and events!
"Binghe, I can't put the mermaid pendant on display, that's something you give to someone you want to marr- why are you crying!??"
Shen yuan you'd be disgusted by all the fanfics that turn you into some binghe obsessed groomer. That being said the second binghe asks to roleplay them you wouldn't say no
You've seen True Love Sword, but what about True Love Mirror? Luo Binghe stumbles on a mirror with the inscription, "Speak thy lover's name, see whom they hold in their heart," after the IAC. Naturally, he's not stupid enough to try his Shizun's name first, so he says "Ming Fan," and then his reflection wavers like a mirage and he sees Ning Yingying. Huh. He tries Yue Qingyuan next, and sees his shizun.
....he stares at that reflection for a while before finally trying a few other names. Then, relatively sure by then that this likely wasn't some odd trap, he quietly mutters "Shizun-"
-and nothing changes. It's still just his reflection.
He tries "Shen Qingqui", and still it's just his reflection.
It takes Meng Mo muttering and grumbling at him about how he's being an idiot for the penny to drop and for him to realize the mirror didn't just mysteriously stop working for no reason all of a sudden.
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