#bottomyqyweek2026

[loratea]

bottom yue qingyuan week is already over but here is my (late!) contribution (combining prompts for days 1-4: xuan su | training; ling xi caves | scars; ownership/possession | diplomacy; and qi deviation | repression/restraint) — open in full view for best quality!

[id: scum villain fanart of yue qingyuan as an older teen in the ling xi caves, looking down at the ground and kneeling in front of his shizun. yue qingyuan is battered, bloody, and bruised. a bruise in the shape of a handprint is on his neck. xuan su, surrounded by flames, is pierced into his back. glowing scars in a lightning-style pattern surround the area where xuan su pierces his skin, as well as on his chest, neck, and jaw. his shizun has a hand on his head, more possessive than affectionate. spots of gray hair appear right below where his shizun's hand rests. /end id.]

[raineda-shipper]

Bottom YQY week day 6

@bottomyueqingyuanweek, I love your work. The prompt selection is such a delicious buffet and the recs and explanations were so fun to read!

Gorgeous reference image to which I did not do justice!

[strobelune]

drew this to make an icon for bottom zhangmen-shixiong event week

[bottomyueqingyuanweek]

Bluesky | AO3 Collection

Come spring, Bottom Yue Qingyuan Week 2026 will run from May 7th until May 13th. Each day has two NSFW prompts and two SFW prompts. This account will reblog all contributions posted to the tag!

Rules

⋄ Post your work with the tag #bottomyqyweek2026 on tumblr or bsky; post to the collection on ao3

⋄ Must be 18 or older to participate

⋄ Prompts are optional and just here for inspiration

⋄ All ships are allowed, including non-shipping contributions

⋄ Genderbends are allowed

Prompts

NSFW

May 7th - Erectile Dysfunction | Nipple Play/Paizuri

May 8th - Fuck or Die/Stuck in a Room Until You [x] | Guro

May 9th - Marking/Branding/Body Mod | Dacryphilia

May 10th - Aphrodisiacs/Sex Pollen | Breeding

May 11th - Monsters/Transformation | Hypnosis/Mind Control

May 12th - BDSM | Praise Kink/Degradation Kink

May 13th - Dress-up/Feminization | Prostitution/Public Use

SFW

May 7th - Xuan Su | Training

May 8th - Ling Xi Caves | Scars

May 9th - Ownership/Possession | Diplomacy

May 10th - Qi Deviation | Repression/Restraint

May 11th - Bailu Mountain | Political Marriage

May 12th - Leadership | Confession

May 13th - Forgiveness | Role Reversal

FAQ

Can I submit non-penetrative sex/switching/dom bottom/sub top?

You can do whatever you want forever. I only ask that you create with the intent to contribute to the theme of the event and not the intent to undermine it; whatever "bottom Yue Qingyuan" means to you in your heart is up to you.

Does my submission have to be NSFW?

No! Submit bottom zhangmen-shixiong gen if that is what is in your heart. You can do whatever you want forever

If I'm a minor, can I contribute as long as my submission doesn't have sex?

No. This is still fundamentally an 18+ event and it is safest for both of us if you are not associated with it.

Can I post contributions late?

Yes! I will continue to reblog anything I see on the tag to this account indefinitely.

[enbycupcake]

[ID, copied from ALT: a screenshot of ao3 for a qijiu fic titled: there's something still inside. the summary reads: "Yue Qingyuan gets poisoned, and Xuan Su has to step in so that its soul's second half doesn't die. It thinks that it can cure the poison by itself, but the answer turns out to require dual cultivation." end ID]

BOTTOM YQY WEEK BOTTOM YQY WEEK BOTTOM YQY WEEK!!!!!!! this is only implied bottom yqy, unfortunately, but for day one: xuan su!

link [ here ]

[apricotkin]

the quietest of unvoiced mournings

bottom yue qingyuan week day 2 | scars

<- previous post | next post ->

cross-posted on ao3

he knows, ultimately, that

the one before him isn't Xiao Jiu anymore

they're spending a quiet moment in bed;

the other's running his fingers

across Yue Qingyuan's skin. reaches for a scar

and asks where he's gotten it from

(he remembers that scar all too well

an angry shopkeeper; Xiao Jiu frozen

behind his too-weak, too-desperate frame;

him clutching at Yue Qi in the nights to come,

wary of infection and ailment and death)

now, there's unguarded curiosity in his eyes.

the best method of testing for possession,

he thinks, wry (defeated). a single question

to pierce my heart and flay my soul

somehow, he knows that Xiao Jiu –

even as Shen Qingqiu – would never forget

those too-long nights fraught with uncertainty.

the one before him isn't Xiao Jiu, then–

not a difficult pill to swallow, given

all the other eccentricities – rather,

the final few drops of a slow-acting poison

quietly vanquishing any remaining resistance;

he opens his mouth and lies about the scar

(after all, everything's built on lies;

Yue Qingyuan is a hollow thing constructed

from falsehoods that flow in his blood

stitch together his skin. he's lied to his shizun

and Mu Qingfang and everyone else;

this imposter, too, would judge him)

still, it is not fully impossible

to cling at this fragile domesticity;

to watch the one wearing Shen Jiu's skin

finally relaxing Shen Jiu's bones

finally loosening Shen Jiu's tense weave of qi

he watches; longs to give all that to his ghost.

(it remains easy to give himself over;

submit to the touches and attend to the other

then, he was pleasing his Xiao Jiu

now, he's seeking penance for not recognizing

that he's lost him, that Shen Qingqiu

is now even more of a stranger)

he doesn't show it, of course. or, well, shows it

but doesn't say it (never says anything right)

stares into familiar eyes devoid of familiarity

and asks Qingqiu-shidi to please be rougher

and the other acquiesces (were it Xiao Jiu,

he wouldn't have had to ask him)

it gets– easier, just a little

both of them are (were?) Shen Qingqiu

both had worn that mask of nobility

both had clutched at the position's status

it gets easier to call the other Qingqiu-shidi

four syllables; a confession of his failures.

their nights are long, the passion unflagging

too-hot nights and too-cold mornings;

he wakes to find the other shivering

goes to cover him with a blanket. feels that

same pang within his heart – now, he can only

take care of Xiao Jiu's body and not his soul

(for the soul, he makes a small shrine

two characters hidden beneath an array

Shen Qingqiu looks at it, curious

but doesn't say anything). and then

the other gets poisoned; and Yue Qingyuan

fails to protect even Xiao Jiu's body.

he's more attentive, after that

keeps up careful touches and brings him

herbs and remedies instead of jewelry

nothing works; it seems that his hands

bring ruin to any (to every) Shen Qingqiu

that he comes across.

and then the shrine is joined by another one

the impostor kneels beside him, mouth drawn

circles under his eyes; hair matted

the name of Shen Jiu's most hated

and Shen Qingqiu's most loved disciple

carved out in three of the neatest characters.

they mourn together, hands stained with

the crimson of two deaths without two bodies

he recalls Luo Binghe's smiles,

so different from Shen Jiu's;

cannot find it in himself not to mourn

what Xiao Jiu would've celebrated

cannot find it in himself to hate the interloper,

not when they've fused together like so

Shen Qingqiu grieves; takes out that grief

on Yue Qingyuan's body. he welcomes it

can't not welcome it; speaking out against it

would mean burying Xiao Jiu once and for all

(he also suspects that if Shen Qingqiu

doesn't harm him, then he'd harm himself;

Yue Qingyuan's penance gives him an outlet)

all's good that is good – he also cannot afford

to lose the lord of their second peak

and it's all a wonderful, vicious cycle.

so he watches over Shen Qingqiu

pays attention to the other's health

for Xiao Jiu and for the stranger and also

for all that which the faceless façade

of Shen Qingqiu the second Peak Lord

represents for Cang Qiong.

those three figures congealed into one body

he supposes that it's a heavy burden to bear;

just as is dragging along

the too-heavy ghost of Yue Qi fused to his soul

(he got rid of the body in the Lingxi Caves).

cold mornings fade into warm afternoons,

heated by braziers and talismans;

the firelight glints atop the oil

and he clings to the other

because he cannot lose Xiao Jiu

and cannot lose the impostor

and Cang Qiong cannot lose Shen Qingqiu

(it cultivated him like it's built Yue Qingyuan

up from Yue Qi's cracked bones

and fractured meridians) – it takes and takes

and never gives back. and he's too unworthy

to meet Xiao Jiu at the Naihe Bridge.

[maaame755]

媚薬

もしかして、小説用企画だったりするのでしょうか。

岳清源受けが大好き過ぎて、記念参加させて下さい😂

[raineda-shipper]

Bottom YQY week day 7: dress-up💖

First drew SJ, leaving the gender and sex ambiguous on purpose, and then couldn't decide whether to draw Qi-ge or Qi-jie.

First sketch of YQY was really bad, a thousand thanks to everyone who helped fix it!