#gu zixi

[khaeda]

I can finally post my art for Priest Zine (✿◡‿◡)

#gu zixi #gu yun #chang geng #changgu #sha po lang #顾子熹 #顾昀 #长庚 #杀破狼 #fanart #my art

[jiang-yanli-s-soup]

The meme is too accurate for them😆

#fanart #sha po lang #chang geng #gu yun #yan wang #gu zixi #li min #sha po lang fanart #stars of chaos #stars of chaos fanart #changgu #changgu fanart #meme #sha po lang meme #meme template

[lenateliier]

You are not immune to the Gu Yun effect

#i started sha po lang IT'S BEEN A JOY #and as always. my favourite character is very obvious from the start SIGHS OTL #anyway i love this clown #gu yun #gu zixi #sha po lang #杀破狼 #sha po lang fanart #spl #spl fanart #gu yun fanart #my art

[sitervlitoy]

— I hate you. I hate you to death, Gu Zixi.

#danmei #priest #sha po lang #杀破狼 #my art

[nemainofthewater]

Best Character surnamed : Gu

Come and vote for the best characters with the same surname!*

What does best mean? It's up to you! Whether you love them, are intrigued by their characters, love to hate them, or they're your '2 second blorbos whose personality you made up wholesale', these are all reasons for you to vote for your favs!

*note, the surnames are not exactly the same in all the cases, as often there will be a different character. I am, however, grouping them all together otherwise things got more complicated.

Propaganda is very welcome! If I’ve forgot anyone, let me know in the notes.

This is part of a larger series of ‘best character with X surname’ polls’. The overview with ongoing polls, winners, and future polls can be found here

#poll #word of honor #league of nobleman #winter begonia #wonderland of love #the story of minglan #rise of the phoenixes #legend of yunxi #sha po lang #history3: trapped #eldest princess on top #suddenly trending

[riplever]

[Translation] Translating my favorite moments from Shapolang

/*SPOILER WARNING*/

This is my prep work for future fic-writing.

Gu Yun suddenly goes, "Shall I leave the army to Chang Geng in the future?"

Shen Yi is stupefied. "Just how badly do you want him dead?"

From the look on his face, Shen Yi is very much taking pleasure in his suffering. Gu Yun reaches for the back of head and shoves him face-down into the blankets; then he drifts away listlessly, thinking it might be time to hang himself with a waistband of sorts.

Gu Yun knows the human heart all too well — he knows the more you avoid some things, the more heinously taboo it becomes; like what happens when poison reaches the bone — in far too deep to be removed. So it's with that logic in mind that he decides to show Chang Geng all he has to show — it's just his body after all, what else is there to it?

"If I were born a decade earlier..." Chang Geng suddenly starts.

Liao Ran's eyelid twitches.

Word by heavy word, Chang Geng finishes his sentence: "This world would be a different one."

And he never would ever let Gu Yun go.

Gu Yun does feel that he has the bigger responsibility in this whole affair, and for that he even feels guilty. Under ordinary circumstances, Chang Geng never would have gotten this close to him were if not for his unspoken approval. And even if he hadn't had enough wits to react on the spot back then, thereby leading to their "accident", he still should not have procrastinated... and allowed things to get to their present state.

"That's why..." Gu Yun could only utter those two words. His voice is cracked beyond recognition, and it was physically taxing for him to clear his throat enough to finish the sentence. "So that's why you prescribed him tranquilizers."

(T/N: I find it so interesting that 安神药 is translated as "tranquilizers" in the fandom. It's not the first thing I would have thought of, but it's quite fitting for the wild wolf analogy and is a very chilling word to see.)

At the end of his flute performance, an extremely self-satisfied Gu Yun turns around with a face full of expectations and prompts him. "Wasn't that just lovely?"

"..." Chang Geng hesitates not for a short period of time, and in the end answers sincerely. "It invigorates one's spirit and... will definitely keep our enemies at bay."

Chang Geng couldn't resist any longer. He leans down and plugs Gu Yun's lips with his own.

"My general," his thinks, heart at once sweetened and sorrowed. "Throughout history, how many have been able to shed their armors and retire in one piece from the battlefield? What was that promise for, if none other than to break my heart?"

Unlike the parting kiss on the city wall all those years ago, this one contained much less desperate passion. All of a sudden, a section of Gu Yun's armored heart caves inwards, revealing its softest and most vulnerable underbelly. It's this heart that thinks, "From here on, this person is mine."

That look in Chang Geng's eyes, that expression — Shen Yi's eyes are blinded, and he gravely regrets stepping foot in the manor at this time. Gu Yun, for his part, is just as mute — his waist was pained simply from hearing the word "Stepfather".

Gu Yun wipes the salt from his mouth, reeling from the accusation at being called an "animal". He felt so grievously misunderstood that he could do no more than sit mutely in his corner, unable to plead his own case.

As he chewed on the salted yellow fish, a thought occurs to Gu Yun and he puts half of it in Shen Yi bowl. "How about you finish up dinner and get going soon? You were born with eyes, surely with them you can see how busy he is from having worked so hard all day long. Don't impose here."

An insulted Shen Yi very nearly chokes on the damned salted yellow fish bone. He retaliates lowly, "I come all this way here to play counsellor to your worries, and this is how you thank me? Gu Zixi, you would rather lust for sex than be loyal to our friendship — so this is what they mean when they say time reveals all colors!"

Gu Yun hasn't even gotten the last syllable out of his mouth when he feels a sudden warm wetness on the side of his neck. It's Chang Geng — taking advantage of the present chaos to lick a strip across Gu Yun's skin.

Through the cacophony, he could hear that low voice murmuring right inside his ear. "It's fairly romantic to die for love in this manner, wouldn't you say?"

Gu Yun is speechless.

(My favorite #2)

Perhaps the most unpredictable thing in this world is not the ill intents of one's enemies, but the heart of one's lover — oftentimes sincere, yet still, at times — fleeting.

Chang Geng pleads, "Zixi..."

"There's no need for Zixi," Gu Yun responds evenly. "You may continue addressing me as 'Stepfather'."

Chang Geng smiles without shame, and kisses him with the intent to please. This is something he'd recently discovered — that Gu Yun likes these sticky little kisses, a kind of light pressure between lips. And if he tops this off by staring at him with a careful and attentive expression afterwards, then Gu Yun will say "yes" to just about anything he asks for.

(My favorite #1)

As he said this, there is an almost imperceptible furrow between his brows, his expression practically bleak. Chang Geng has only ever seen this expression one other time, and it was during that new year's eve when they were aboard the Yuan. The Gu Yun of then had toasted three cups of wine to a legion of departed souls, his face etched with this exact same stinging loneliness — as though not even the combined might of all the lanterns in the city could bring him into light.

Chang Geng's eyes flash, and seeing that no one on the cart was paying them any mind, offers in a tantalizingly low voice, "Let me again tonight and I'll show you the blueprint for the railroad."

Horse whip in hand, Gu Yun leans back. "Let you? How many times have I let you? You've used your injuries as an excuse countless of times and you've never let me have my way. Forget it."

Liao Ran raises his eyes to meet his gaze.

Chang Geng's expression is inscrutable. "Ask Chen Qingxu for all the Gu Zixi secrets she's been keeping from me."

(My favorite #3)

Chang Geng's grip tightens as he holds Gu Yun almost protectively. For the first time in his heart, there's none of the dependency he feels towards his little stepfather, and none of the desire he feels towards his beloved. Instead, he feels as though he's cradling a young and delicate child in his arms.

In all the time he's spent ruminating on impossible what-ifs and what-could-have-beens, Chang Geng often tried to imagine what their relationship would have been like had he been been born ten, or even twenty years earlier.

And today, on the bitingly cold frontlines of the Jiangbei warfront, the missing time that he yearned so wretchedly for shrinks to a few tiny inches, left to the dust as he crosses those decades in a single step.

From head to toe, Gu Yun's body is soft everywhere. There seemed to be an invisible wound on his chest, aching dully at the lighest of efforts. He fumbles around blindly by his side, finding his monocle glasses with some fluster. "Let me..."

His head lowered, Chang Geng ignores him. He gently grips Gu Yun's wrist and pushes it back down.

(My favorite #4)

Chang Geng takes the blade and leaves.

To show that he had most definitely kept his word, and had not even so much as tip-toed past the flap of his tent, Gu Yun stood by the entrance as he waited for Chang Geng. He didn't care for any of the blood, sweat or dirt and immediately pulled him into an embrace.

It's only now that Chang Geng feels that bone-deep fatigue. Wobbling ever so slightly, he grasps Gu Yun by the waist and mutters into his ear: "I'm never letting you fight another battle again."

In his ear, Chang Geng whines "pitifully": "I don't have any money to give you. My man took all of it and spent it on wine and women. Why don't you take my body instead?"

His accent is impressive for having spent those few months between the two camps — though Gu Yun doesn't know from whence exactly he'd picked up this wet, nasally cadence from. The syllables for "my man" were especially exaggerated, drawled so petulantly long that it seeped deep into Gu Yun's ears and sent a shiver running straight down his spine. He's hapless against the guiles of a beauty like this one, and can only hand over everything as demanded.

But without any avenue to share his joy, the Yan King could only satisfy himself in secret guilty pleasure. After sending Miss Chen away, he crept back to the manor at night, and wrote a letter to Gu Yun from his room. He didn't post it, and instead tucked it under Gu Yun's pillow when the words had dried.

That still wasn't gratifying enough. Retrieving his treasure trove containing all of Gu Yun's letters, he laid on the bed and re-read every single one of them until each and every last handwritten character and turn of phrase was freshly etched into his brain. With all that in mind, his next move was to craft a "reply" from Gu Yun by imitating his love's handwriting and prose to the letter. His one-man performance only felt deserving then.

In an instant, the General's tent falls quiet — while Gu Yun alone was silenced out of fear, the others were shocked speechless to see the "new emperor" mentioned in the letter standing right here in the flesh.

Only a man like Shen Yi would break an ice this thick. "... Don't even think of blaming me for delivering the message slow."

#sha po lang #stars of chaos #gu yun #chang geng #changgu #my translations

[ao3feed-fengqing]

my favorite prayer is you.

by kokoiro short snippets of the lives of danmei characters. Words: 410, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: 天官赐福 | Heaven Official's Blessing (Cartoon), 天官赐福 | Heaven Official's Blessing (Webcomic), 人渣反派自救系统 - 墨香铜臭 | The Scum Villain's Self-Saving System - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, 二哈和他的白猫师尊 - 肉包不吃肉 | The Husky and His White Cat Shizun - Meatbun Doesn't Eat Meat, 余污 - 肉包不吃肉 | Remnants of Filth - Meatbun Doesn't Eat Meat, 千秋 - 梦溪石 | Thousand Autumns - Mèng Xī Shí, 杀破狼 | Sha Po Lang - priest Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: M/M Characters: Huā Chéng (Tiān Guān Cì Fú), Xiè Lián (Tiān Guān Cì Fú), Fēng Xìn (Tiān Guān Cì Fú), Mù Qíng (Tiān Guān Cì Fú), Luò Bīnghé, Shěn Yuán | Shěn Qīngqiū, Mòběi-jūn, Shàng Qīnghuá, Lan Zhan | Lan Wangji, Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian, Chu Wanning, Mo Ran | Mo Weiyu, Gu Mang (Remnants of Filth), Mo Xi (Remnants of Filth), Jiang Yexue, Murong Chuyi, Shen Qiao (Thousand Autumns), Yan Wushi, Chang Geng | Li Min, Gu Yun | Gu Zixi Relationships: Huā Chéng/Xiè Lián (Tiān Guān Cì Fú), Fēng Xìn/Mù Qíng (Tiān Guān Cì Fú), Luò Bīnghé/Shěn Yuán | Shěn Qīngqiū, Mòběi-jūn/Shàng Qīnghuá, Lán Zhàn | Lán Wàngjī/Wèi Yīng | Wèi Wúxiàn, Chu Wanning/Mo Ran | Mo Weiyu, Gu Mang/Mo Xi (Remnants of Filth), Jiang Yexue/Murong Chuyi, Shen Qiao/Yan Wushi, Chang Geng | Li Min/Gu Yun | Gu Zixi Additional Tags: Mo Ran | Mo Weiyu Being an Idiot, Fluff, Crack, Angst via https://ift.tt/EvaGNtM

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #fengqing #tgcf #tian guan ci fu #feng xin #mu qing

[kunanxiansheng]

The stars somehow illuminate the room. These quiet nights have become familiar to both. The darkness thickens so much that it becomes impossible to see faces. Even the wind doesn't touch the air, even the practically deaf Gu Yun hears someone else's breathing.

He quietly approaches the table with a cup in his hand.

- Eat, — he says very quietly, on the verge of audibility, unable to control the volume of his voice.

Chang Geng raises his head. Fluffy hair falls over his eyes, cutting off the view. Even if the blindness is aggravated by the darkness, Gu Yun is still able to see him. Chang Geng takes the bowl of chopsticks from his hands, touching them for a moment. He bows his head gratefully, uttering silent gratitude. Gu Yun feels it when he touches someone else's hair.

Chang Geng eats quietly and hastily, only occasionally tapping his chopsticks on the edges of the bowl. He feels that the food is prepared somewhat differently than usual. The change is felt only in passing, like a golden shower.

- Do you like it? — Gu Yun asks the question with hope in his voice. As if his life would depend on the answer.

Chang Geng nods, writing hieroglyphs on someone else's palm.

Gu Yun exhales in relief.

— So I'm not as terrible a cook as I thought I was.

Chang Geng stops eating at the same moment. He looks through the bowl, thinking about something of his own. The atmosphere in the room is changing.

- Are you...

Chang Geng presses his forehead against someone else's ribs, hugging his waist tightly. He whispers in a hoarse voice, "Thank you," but Gu Yun does not hear him, only feels the vibration from the voice.

- ..okay?

Chang Geng stands up, leaning into someone else's ear.

- No one has ever cooked for me, — he says hoarsely, in half a tone, — Thank you, Zixi.

#sha po lang #danmei #changgu #chang geng #gu yun

[sanctissimx]

@priestlies —— let’s gooo

It’s the hour of of zi by the time Shen Yi finishes the last of his tasks. The final missive of the evening complete, folded with meticulous care and sent off upon his mechanical courier into the dark of the starless night, Shen Yi plucks the loupe from the his his brow and rubs at his tired eyes until stars bloom behind them. 

Really, it had been the housework that had been the worst of it today. He’d had a tantrum the night before and refused to do Gu Yun’s share of the household tasks, but that had only postponed and exacerbated the next day’s work when it inevitably fell upon him to accomplish them. 

He’s exhausted by the time he gets a chance to wander towards the basement, wiping himself down with his eyes closed for all his debility, wandering blindly towards his bed in the dark. But he only manages to slip a leg beneath his covers when he discovers an unwelcome warmth within them, and his tired eyes shoot open uselessly in the pitch of night. “Zixi, you’re in my bed,” he says peevishly, but Gu Yun does not wake. “Shiliu.”

It’s an equal likelihood that Gu Yun’s drunk himself into an inebriate stupor or he’s pointedly ignoring him, but either are unsatisfactory to Shen Yi, who writes “drunkard” in vicious strokes upon his shoulder before shunting himself in bed beside him. It isn’t the first or last time he’ll find Gu Yun in his bed: by mistake or design, though it hardly matters. Shen Yi leans over to murmur pointedly in his ear, “Since you’re asleep at a reasonable hour, then you should have no problem rising with me before dawn. Isn’t that right?” 

#priestlies #the way i fucking tried not to write this much #ANYWAYS GIMME

[khaeda]

#gu zixi #gu yun #sha po lang #顾子熹 #顾昀 #杀破狼 #fanart #my art

[jiang-yanli-s-soup]

Gu Yun week '24 💙

day 2 ~ monocle

(The poem was inspired from his famous line to Chang Geng in the book ~ "yifu loves you to death") 💙💛

#fanart #sha po lang #gu yun #gu zixi #chang geng #changgu #changgu fanart #gu yun week #stars of chaos #stars of chaos fanart #monocle

[lenateliier]

Listen I'm doing Chang Geng a service here

#finished the main storh for SPL yesterday and i #i am still so incredibly heart eyes for Gu Yun #Gu yun Gu Zixi marquis of order wuwuwuwu GU ZIXIIII #anyway #gu yun #gu yun fanart #gu zixi #spl #spl fanart #sha po lang #sha po lang fanart #杀破狼

[readshangxian]

chang geng is like. i am a ruler. an emperor. i am a perfect househusband. i cook and clean while running the country with my general. i invented mecha and war bonds and fiat currency and paper money and stock market. i am an archer. i suffered since birth from a curse, since 14 i’ve trodden this path meticulously to take over the throne. there has never been a single flaw in my plans nor my actions. the only mistake i’ve ever made in life was giving zi xi a playable flute.

#yeah that bit where he said he regtretted gifting gu yun a flute with holes and should have made it a solid stick for him to hold for fun?? #chang geng #gu yun #changgu #gu zi xi #priest novels #priest #sha po lang #spl #gu zixi

[yilingbaby]

My man Chang Geng really said I'm gonna reform a WHOLEASS COUNTRY, make you win wars, negotiate deals, get into power, diss the fucking Emperor, introduce you to machines you've never seen or heard about, invent mecha, slit throats, control the Imperial Army, scheme politically, save the poor, get economy flourishing, decline marriage proposals, smile at your face while I crush you 6 feet under the earth, cook food for my yifu and gift him self made masterpieces ALL WHILE BEING CURSED (literally) and dealing with intolerable trauma without letting it slip even once so the LOML can take a fucking break. Galaxy brained men just built different.

Take it as a favour lowlifes, bow before your Emperor.

#sha po lang #priest #chang geng #gu yun #gu zixi #danmei #cnovel #winner is king

[miraenbi]

i miss drawing gu yun 😖

#顾昀 #杀破狼 #杀破狼priest #살파랑 #sha po lang #gu yun #gu zixi #feng huo liu jin #winner is king #changgu #seni

[twinstarmedics-evil]

currently thinking of sha po lang official art

#sha po lang #gu yun #changgu #chang geng #priest #gu zixi