#niu fics

[niuniente]

Come to read a DantexLady fic both @hopeassassin and I wrote in a collab! (well, actually, we wrote this last year but since we got both busy, we couldn’t write more than this). The fic has 85 pages worth of stuff to read.

#dantexlady #devil may cry #devil may cry fanfiction #DMC #dante #niu fics

[romanreignseater]

Our Reflection.

Jey Uso x Black Female Reader

Rating: 18 +

Warning: Probably my dirtiest story yet. It’s just pure filth. Brace yourself.

“Being two beautiful people in a relationship causes us to look in the mirror quite often. So, why not take a chance and fuck in front of it.”

A/N: They need to stop targeting our Bloodline hero, Mr. Main Event Jey Uso. That’s my man and I got his back. Sorry… I’m in my feeling about NOC 😭. Had to write for my him, but I also got a Jimmy fic coming out soon, so stay tuned. Also, I didn’t forget about my Dean fic it’s still coming out as well.

GIF: @jeysuso

“You really think you could guess my Chipotle order?!”

My husband, Jey, smiled through FaceTime. “I feel the vibes right now, like that telepathic shit.”

I couldn’t even contain my laughter at his remark of us being telepathic. “So, what do I want then baby?!”

“Well, obviously you always want me that’s a given.” I rolled my eyes at slick comment and he cheesed real hard.

“Okay then with yo fine ass, what do I want?!”

“I thought I was handsome.” His hand over his heart as if he were hurt. “You’re actually an idiot.” Jey soon began sniffling like he was going to cry, eyes closed and all.

This boy really in the middle of Chipotle actin a fool.

“Okayyy… handsome.” He peeled one eye open and smirked at me lovingly. “What. Do. I. Want?!”

He opened his mouth, giving me a long and very dramatic pause just to say, “I can’t tell you that mama. But, I know you always get chips and guac, so that’s all you need to know.”

This boy better get my burrito.

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Roughly about two hours later, I began doing my makeup. My girls invited me out to a quick little lunch.

I’ve been waiting for Jey, but my chipotle STILL… had yet to arrive. I wasn’t gonna sit around and not get me something to eat. So, lunch with my girls it was.

Trin was on her way to pick me up, so I had some time to kill. The 28’ inch jet black silky buss down was laid, and the all black outfit was hugging my curves in all the right places. My top had a heart cutout right at my cleavage showcasing my ample breasts and my leggings were definitely holding my ass tight.

As I looked in the mirror, making sure everything was looking right before I continued my makeup. In the mirror I could see Mr. Main Event Jey Uso standing in the doorway admiring me.

Looking down at his reflection, I could see a Chipotle bag in his hand. But, when looking up I could see his bottom lip sheathed behind his teeth.

Turning back around to the mirror continuing my makeup, “Look who decided to show up.”

I could hear Jey’s heavy size 13 feet nearing me. Looking up from my eyeshadow palette, my husband’s big frame could surround my entire body. He stood behind me with his hat on backwards, gold link chain dancing on his neck, Niu Tat crop top, and black cotton Nike shorts.

“And where yo’ ass think you going looking this fine?!”

Jey pressed himself against my backside, and I could feel his heavy member stabbing me in the ass. The bag of food was placed on the counter and Jey’s hands were placed on the counter in front of me, practically trapping me between the both of them.

“I hope you got what I wanted sir.”

I continued doing my eyeshadow and Jey looked at me with utter confusion. He pushed my hair behind my ear and whispered, “You ain’t answer my question.” (Just imagining this is Jey’s voice 😩).

“And I don’t want to, your ass took forever with my food.”

Jey’s lips soon traveled down my neck, kissing, licking, and sucking at it passionately. I completely ignored his gestures, and he could tell his neck kisses weren’t working.

“I got you a burrito, I felt that telepathic shit.”

“That’s cute babe, but I got plans to go eat out anyways.” Turning around I swiped a little eyeshadow on his cheek. I giggle as his face remained stone cold.

“So… who you got these ‘plans’ with?!”

“Nunya.”

Jey’s face changed from a sly and hard stare, to a completely hard stare.

“So you’re telling me… you going out to eat, looking all good, smelling all good, just to make me upset cause I brought your Chipotle late?!”

I paused brush strokes and looked him in his eyes in the mirror. “I still would’ve went out with the girls, even if you brought the Chipotle earlier. So… I don’t know what you want me to tell you.”

“What I’m gonna tell you is what I’m gonna do to you.” Jey begins to sort of pace around me back and forth. He then walks back behind me and bent my back over the counter slowly.

“What are you doing boy?! I got a lunch to go to.”

My breasts were soon pressed against the counter, and Jey’s knees spread my legs apart. His grip on my back arrived to the back of my neck and my breathing became heavier.

He bent down to my level in front of the mirror, looking me in my eyes and said, “Imma eat this pussy real good, fuck you real hard, you finna eat this burrito, and then I’ll think about letting you go out,”

His commands made me very upset, but also really wet.

“I don’t know what the fuck you think you’re doing, but I gotta finish getting ready.” As I tried to get up from my bent position, I couldn’t. Jey’s strength totally overpowered mine and there was really no way I’d get up.

“Yo’ ass ain’t going nowhere.” I yelped as a smack was placed on my ass. A couple more smacks were laid upon my ass and tears began to well up in my eyes.

“Aww, you crying and I didn’t even fuck you yet. And to think yo’ ass was tryna run from this dick. Tsk tsk tsk.” I looked up at him with fury.

Jey’s hands went from the back of my neck to my clothed, pulsing mound. Massaging it ever so gracefully. Goosebumps arose from my arms and Jey chuckled, practically enjoying the reactions I was trying not to give him.

Jey shocked me by ripping my leggings straight down the middle, panties and all.

“JEY!! WHAT THE FUC-.” His large and bear like hands covered my mouth, nearly my entire face. “Shhhhh.” He placed a kiss on top of my head and his fingers traveled from my neck to my cunt.

Rubbing my slick juices all over the entirety of my pussy. “Unhh, oh my g-.” I moaned through his hand, but I soon stopped moaning as Jey paused his ministrations. Looking at him with pure anger, he took his wet fingers into his mouth and sucked on my juices.

“That shit tasty mama.” Even though, he was pissing me off, he was just so irresistible. “I’m about to go to town on that pussy.”

I watched as his head dipped down and he was at level with my pussy. I felt him spread my lips apart and his hot breath cascading it. His thick thumb traced my pussy lips gently and he pressed it against my clit.

“Gotta taste it before I fuck it huh?!” As I tried to get a word out, he dived right in. He spread his mouth over my center. My hand traveled behind and was placed on the back of his head while he went to work. He drooled all over this pretty little pussy, causing me to whimper and whine for him.

Jey slurped on me a little more before bringing his hand up to meet my ass with a stinging slap. I continued to breathe deeply as he was really eating it from the back.

He feasted wholeheartedly on me, not stopping. This pussy belonged to him all day, everyday, whenever he wanted it, and he damn sure was getting it now. My legs shook as I felt the pressure build up. “Unhhhh, I’m cumming Jey.”

“Cum for daddy mama.” His saliva drooled from my ass to my clit, making even more of a mess. Just absolutely tonguing me down to the max. I came all over his tongue and I shook with pleasure. But, I soon screamed as he didn’t stop.

The overstimulation was getting to me, and I knew I was going to burst. My ears to deaf the other sounds, the only thing I could hear was the gushy noises coming from his filthy mouth.

“Oh my god, I’M CUMMING AGAIN!!”

“Go on baby.” My pussy lips quivered as Jey continually made out with it sloppily. I reached my high and squirted all over Jey’s face.

I had an out of body experience as Jey rubbed me through out the rest of my orgasm. My ass gained a couple more abusive smacks and Jey’s shorts were dropping.

Lifting my head up and arching my back for me, Jey told me his exact plans. “I’m for real about to get balls deep in my shit, ya understand me?!” My eyes lowered and breath staggered as I tried my best to look at him in his eyes.

“Ya understand me princess?!”

Gulping, I accept his orders. “Yes daddy.”

“Don’t be running now.”

I couldn’t really make no promises of that, cause if he got to hitting that spot; which I knew he would, it would be a wrap.

His swollen mushroom tip glided against my cunt savagely, spreading my juices all over his tip. Jey soon pressed his tan brown dick in, gently massaging my walls instantly.

He smacked my ass once more. “That ass juicy just like that pussy.”

“Just fuck me boy.”

“Don’t mind if I do.”

He pushed my chest deeper into the counter, getting in a few solid strokes of that monster dick before gradually picking up speed. He starts stroking me so good, and the pleasure is near unbearable. “Okay baby, stop I’m cumming.”

“Already?! I barely started and I’m having fun.”

My little manicured hands were placed upon his rock hard abs trying to get him to stop. “I’m serious STOP!!” My pussy was getting obliterated and Jey had yet to stop. I began squirting all over his cock and my whole body began to convulse.

“Damn girl… I was about to get my leg up on the counter so I could really hit that shit.” My breath was sucked out of my lungs and my heart felt like it had just stopped. Jey held onto the sides of my stomach and waited for my breathing to calm down.

“You better be ready now, cause ain’t no stopping.”

He placed his length back into my cunt, stretching my walls to accommodate his meaty girth. My head was soon lifted and held in place as Jey fixed my vision to him and him only in the mirror.

“I know how much you like to look in the mirror, Imma really give you something to look at.”

Jey’s foot was placed on the counter right beside me and my head nearly fell, but he was quick to catch it. My toes curled and my brows furrowed. “Daddy, you’re so deep.”

“I know baby.”

He plunged into my cunt so devilishly, “It feels like you’re in my stomach.”

Jey plunged forward so his stomach was placed against my back. He cupped my cheeks, “I know, cause I am in your guts.”

His strokes just absolutely brutal, grabbing my hair, and smacking my ass digging off in my pussy. Balls sticking and slapping against my clit, providing an entire new sensation.

Pounding my g-spot like there was no tomorrow. Both of us moaning and watching one another reflections in the mirror. I watched Jey’s stomach tensed admiring my thickness spreading me all the way out, my cunt tightening as he slid in and out of me with ease.

“That pussy so wet baby, that shit talking to me huh?!”

“Yes daddy all for you.”

“I know that’s right.”

My body went limp and my eyes rolled into the back of my head. My knees threaten to give out, but Jey’s vice like grip on my hips lead me to continue to stand upright. “I’m cumming so hard daddy, you’re fucking the shit out of me.”

“Yeah, let the neighbors know my name mama. Scream for me.”

With a loud cry, I squirted all over his length, nearly pushing it out. Jey began to chuckle as he sped up his pace, clutching my ass cheeks for dear life. Moaning sweetly as he released heavy spurt after heavy spurt into the warmth of my sweet little pussy. Pulling out with one final smack to my ass, his cum dribbled out of my hole onto my clit.

Grabbing my cheeks harshly, he kissed me sloppily. Spit all over my lips and around my mouth. “I love you baby.”

“I love you too boy.”

As we looked into each others eyes, we could hear the loud banging of the front door.

“Y/N!! GET YO ASS DOWN HERE!! Are you coming or not?!”

“Tell Trin you already did.”

Rolling my eyes once more at my husband, but his big smile got me every time.

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THE END.

MY TAG SQUAD: @cyberdejos2 @thesamoanqueen @nayys-world @mzv11 @babybatlover @vogueyonce @harmshake @harlem11680 @seeingstarks @thewarlordsworld @alyyaanna @southerngirl41 @christinabae @pitlissa22 @thealliasylum @fame-ass-ers @iluvthebloodline @jeyusos-girl @ah-fin3sse @solosikoasgf @msbigredmachine @rollinsland @angelicflower2020

#jey uso #jey uso x reader #jey uso fanfic #jey uso smut #jey uso imagines

[nei-ning]

Thank you, Niu! :D

Tag nine people to get to know better

Three ships: Belle & Beast, Raphael & Mezcaal, Raphael & Leonardo

First ever ship: Raphael and Ninjara in early 90's.

Last Song: Been listening instrumental Christmas songs from 3h long video on Youtube :)

Last Movie: The Earthsea Cycle (Ghibli).

Currently reading: Does my own fic count? :'D Trying to spot writing mistakes, ahah!

Currently Watching: I watched few episodes of Onimusha on Netflix with mother. As much as I dislike that video game styled animation, and the fact enemies are more like humans than yokais (demons), it has been very entertaining so far!

Currently consuming: Fried little pork pieces in home-made Japanese sauce. However my stomach INSTANTLY started to give me warning growls... Well, I AM SORRY I WANTED TO EAT BECAUSE I WAS HUNGRY!

Currently craving: Something fresh... like cucumber. Luckily I've mini watermelon! I hope it helps :3 (label said it's seedless but what did I see when cutting it open!? Lines and lines of seeds! T_T)

Tagging these darlings: @sinathaaa, @ninjakittycomics, @sherenelle, @carol1826, @drdelicatetch2, @blood-and-pepper, @hummerhouse, @elenilote and whoever of my followers wants to do this! <3 If you do, tag me! I want to see your answers :D

#text #tag post #neis life

[lalazeewrites]

RETURN OF TAG GAMES

i know i have been gone for what in fandom time is 'forever', so thank you a million for tagging me @celestialmickey @heymrspatel @tanktopgallavich @vintagelacerosette @energievie @stocious @metalheadmickey @gallagher-milkovich

name: lala/larisa

age: 35 but i’m permanently stuck at 25 in my head, i always forget

where in the world are you? 📍 an hour north of chicago, near the wisconsin border

the meaning behind your URL: very self explanatory, i’m not creative with names hehe. but lalazee is my nickname and zee is because my last name is a z name. again, not creative lol

your second favorite color: pink!

any pets? one cat with the personality of a soft bunny & another cat with the personality of a surly dragon

favorite season: autumn!

last thing you read: ‘the only good indians’ by stephen graham jones

last song you listened to: ‘so much (for) stardust’ by fob is playing as i type! i am a true blue lifelong feral fan from ‘take this to your grave (2003) album fan onwards. i’ve already listened to this album so much that my almost ten year old knows most of the words to most of the songs lol

what are you wearing right now? grinning skeleton holding up a coffee cup w a smiley face on it that says ‘STAYIN’ ALIVE’ & pink shorts

a hobby of yours: writing! singing! hiking! camping! cooking! all things horror!

your comfort show or movie: i feel like your comfort movies & shows might not be your all time favs, but more like movies & shows that are easy on your brain to absorb when you’re skull is feeling soupy. as a true 90’s kid, i gravitate for comfort toward those big box office action or disaster films like jurassic park, twister, independence day, the mummy (and 2), men in black, jumanji, matrix, anaconda, etc. . . i have a thing for big monsters & big battles, so also count pacific rim as one of my favorite movies ever too haha

and finally, what are you up to today? it’s spring break! but my spinal surgery blah blah is still healing so i’m relaxing at home while my mom takes my kid to the arcade and candy shop! they’ve been gone four hours, so i can only assume they’ve had a good time lol

FANDOM EDITION

your first fandom(s): First fandom on the INTERNET would have been Star Trek XI. First media that i was unhinged about: X-Files, X-Men, Xena, Sailor Moon (apparently I couldn’t find another X related interest LOL)

your current fandom(s): My Hero Academia, Shameless, Stranger Things, Attack on Titan. . .I actively read for about 5 other fandoms other than those (Supernatural, Witcher, FMA, LOTR, Star Trek), but I’m currently actively writing in these.

how did you first get into fandom? Back when I was living in Glasgow, Scotland, it was my 21st birthday, and my friends and I were going to see a horror movie. Turned out, the tickets were sold out, so we decided to see Star Trek XI. I’d NEVER watched Trek in my life, didn’t know a thing about it, and when I walked out of that theater I was a totally changed human and now I am a Trek Encyclopedia LOL

how long have you been engaging with fandom spaces? Since 2009, so like 14 years.

how often do you read fanfics? Every day, if my brain is healthy enough that day! I sometimes take breaks of a couple months and only read published books though, I feel I get a different experience from both that I can equally appreciate.

top 3 characters from your current fandom(s): Mickey Milkovich, Bakugou Katsuki, Billy Hargrove. Angry disaster babies, I guess.

have you ever written a fic for a fandom? I’ve written 167 fics, not including those on my Patreon. So, over 170 fics, at least.

have you ever drawn fanart for a fandom? No! Funny that I got accepted on scholarship to NIU for Theater & Art, partially on my art portfolio, but I never create any art for anything!

share a personal headcanon that you feel very strongly about: Ian loves his mom more than he feels comfortable saying, because he feels like it's a family and even personal betrayal. I think it’s impossible to accurately describe how to feels to grow up with an abusive parent who vacillates wildly between adoring and abusive, but there’s no feeling quite like loving and hating your parent, desperately wishing you could be what they wanted so they’d stay, and hoping you never see them again. I know we’ve seen Ian follow Monica more than any other kids, but I think that any time he curses her out to his siblings or whoever else, each bad word is also like a self-cut.

you’re trying to convince a friend to get into your current fandom(s) If for My Hero Academia, I would have them watch the Heroes Rising movie, for Shameless I don’t even KNOW where I’d begin tbh LOL

and finally, what does fandom mean to you? Fandom is family! I’ve been in fandom for fourteen years, and I have so so so many real life friends who have been with me through literally the hardest parts of my life. My divorce, my ex husband going to prison, the birth of my child, me being a single parent, moving back to America, my coma, my kidney transplant. My fandom friends from across the world have uplifted me and been my support system through every single high and low. I don’t know how I’d be here without them, quite literally.

#tag game #about me #thanks for not forgetting me guys #sorry for my wall of text

[jakeabel]

NIU mention in the fob fic

#helppsndnfnf???? #txt

[docwritesshit]

Followers ignore this post please for the love of the gods

Semi spicy noodles fic but it's poly with friends oc and my OC calling Redson a dumbass

I just wanted a word vomit leav me alone

Word count: 1.5k

My OC: Ashra

Friends OC: Sol

This was not what Redson wanted to occupy most of his mind. He was supposed to be working his latest automobile, silently listening to the music Sol put on even after Redson’s protests that the tunes would make her brain melt through his ears. Sol just rolled its eyes and plugged in a speaker.

But Redson’s mind wandered as they continued to make adjustments to the engine. He kicked himself every time he thought back to brunette wielding Sun Wukong's staff, with the brightest smile on his face.

He didn't have time to reminisce back to the time he found him in the desert and noticed how his brown eyes turned to honey gold when in the sun.

Didn’t need to cringe at the time Redson got crushed by the thief when they first met and noticed how cute his frown can be when he gets confused.

He shouldn’t think about this. He shouldn’t. Why is he?

“Reds?”

The soft voice of his companion brought Redson back to reality. She looked over her shoulder to see Sol coming up behind her, red and white tails swishing behind him. Reds turned fully to face him, seeing his ears tilted downwards slightly. Reds smirked.

“I don’t think I’ve done anything worthy or worrying you sprite” She stated.

Sol raised an eyebrow, and pointed at the table where Redson was currently working on. Reds took a look at what it was pointing at, which caused her hair to start to combust.

“WHY IS THE ENGINE SMOKING??” They shrieked, quickly controlling the heat around them and lowering it to make the engine cool down. Sol stood with his arms crossed, watching Reds with scanning eyes.

Redson shrunk a bit under its gaze. Sol had a knack at telling when Reds was off for one reason or another. And he could definitely tell now. Redson sighed as she finished up, reaching over to her thermos and taking a sip as she walked away to cool off.

“Niu Redson.” Sol said. Redson froze. Even her parents never used her full name when they were in their murderous rampages. Redson didnt even do anything! At least to their knowledge…

“Who is plaguing your thoughts this time?” Sol grinned, trotting over with his mischievous smile spread across his face and tail moving side to side in a slow manner.

Redson stammered, stepping back from the closeness. She could feel her cheeks heat up more and more the longer Sol started at them for an answer.

“Wha-what? I am not thinking of anything dear!” Redson insisted. Sol tilted its head and raised an eyebrow.

“… It’s nothing for you my darling.” Sol sighed, leaning back again and crossing his arms once more.

“Y’know I don’t believe you, panda~.” Sol teased. Redson scoffed, pushing Sols face away from theirs. It has been a century since Ash gave them both those stupid plushies for their ‘meetaversary’, and Sol still hasn’t let the joke die.

“It’s nothing I swear. I can figure things out on my own Sol.” Redson stated, and strode away, effectively ending the conversation between him and his fox.

What Redson didn;t account for however, is the ally Sol had on speedial.

And so the ambush occurred as Redson exited his much needed shower, sitting himself in front of his vanity and reaching for his brush. Running the ornate brush through her hair. He sighed, taking a few moments to finally relax. He loved this ritual, the privacy of his quarters let him actually have his hair down, his guard down. Unsurprisingly, this let the walls around his mind down again.

Redson found herself enjoying the image of instead of herself brushing her hair, she saw the reflection of Wukongs successor brushing her hair in the mirror, smiling as he gently undid the knots and tangles that came with the hair of the heir to the Demon Bull lineage.

Redson could feel the smile stretch across their lips, but let it happen. They chided themself lightly but dropped it. The delusions were necessary at times to make her not lose her mind over the pining.

Ugh, such a demeaning word for it.

‘But isn’t it more demeaning that I]you fell for him?’

Oh shush.

Redson exhaled sharply, tossing the hairbrush back on the vanity. Maybe the thoughts became too self aware.

“You good scamp?”

Redson’s blood ran cold. Only one annoyance of his used the nickname. And it was the last one he needed.

“Ashra, who gave you permission to enter?” Redson sneered, staring into the mirror to meet the eyes on the warrior leaning on the bed. Ashra smirked, showing off her snaggletooth against her blue skin.

“Awwwww, is that a way to greet a guest? And Sol invited me in, thanks for askin,” She responded, walking up behind Redson and taking the brush in her own hands and continuing what Redson started.

“What are you doing?” Redson questioned. Ashra smiled, the tips of her pointed ears going up.

“Brushing you hair~” She replied. Redson eyed her as she hummed a tune, gently pulling at the red strands with the brush.

“Soooo…. A little fox told me someone is keeping their feelings bottled up again.” Ashra sang out. Redson hair started to steam, which made Ashra chuckle.

“Can’t hide shit from me boy.” She snickered. Redson grumbled, but let her continue work through their hair.

“It’s fine.” Redson insisted.

“Last time you said that, it was about Sol. Who is it this time?”

Buddha, why?

“No one”

“You’re steaming more dude.”

Shit

“…Fuck off.” They said, attempting to get up until Ashra pushed them back down.

“Don’t try that bad boy prince of edge persona on me, pretty boy.” Ashra said, putting the brush back down and sectioning Reds hair into threes.

“You don’t have to tell me, but you know you should at least tell Sol. You know how he gets when you hide something from it.” Ashra reminded them. Redson hummed in acknowledgement, agreeing.

“And talk it out. With full transparency might I add.” Redson groaned, but nodded.

“Great! Sol, get your ass over here!” Redson lurched in their chair as Sol scurried out from under the bed, leaping as it transformed into its human form, giggling as it sat on the vanity.

“Well?” Sol pushed, draping its tails over Reds lap. Redson breathed in and out slowly, tangling their fingers in its fur. They needed to do this.

“It’s… ugh, do I have to say it?” Redson pleaded. Both of the demons gave death glares to the prince. They sighed, and ran their fingers through the white to red coat.

“This feels like an interrogation.”

“Would you rather it be a therapy session?” Ashra quipped.

“…it’s noodle boy,” Redson whispered. Sols’ ears perked up at that, as well as a slight blush. Ashra pufferies her cheeks, holding back her laughter.

“…You too?” Sol inquired.

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN ME TOO?!?” Redson blew up, her hair bursting into flames. Ashra let out her cackles, holding her stomach as her snorts filled the room as well as the crackles of the flames.

“Well… he’s cute and he’s very enjoyable company while I work at Pigsy’s, and when we hang out.”

“I forgot you got a peasant job to get away from me,” Redson teased. Sol smacked them with its tail, but the blush persisted.

“Oh this is quality entertainment.” Ashra commented, taking a rubber band from Sol’s outstretched wrist.

“Like you're any better, Miss Pine.” Sol shot back. Ashra rolled her eyes, but the newly red tips of her ears gave away her emotions.

“I’m trying to move on, thank you. I doubt either of those simians would even go for me anyways. And we are focusing on you guys.” She pointed out.

“Alright, then lets.” Sol determined, “Reds, do you want to be in a relationship with MK?”

“I-I, um….yes? No? I don’t know!” Redson groaned, hair starting to smoke. Ashra sighed, and put her hands on the shoulders of the two lovebirds.

“Alright, let’s settle this. Reds, do you want to hold hands with MK?”

“Uhhh, yes. If he’s comfortable with it.”

“Sol?”

“Duh.”

“Ok how about cuddling?”

“Like how me and Sol do? I don’t mind.”

“Sol?”

“Me and MK do anyways, so yes.”

“Final question: Kissing. Reds?”

“I, uh. Ummm… yeah. Yeah that doesn’t sound too bad.”

“Sol?”

“I don’t mind!”

“Great! Then looks like y’all are in agreement! Now ask go MK!”

“WAIT, how do we know he likes us back?” Redson questioned. Ashra just smiled, ruffled his hair, and gave him this piece of advice.

“Ask him you dumbass. Good luck!” With that, she sprinted out the window into the sunset.

“… Does he like us?” Redson turned to his fox companion, who just looked over and shrugged.

“We’ll have to see.”

[diracsea]

Không có ai hỏi đâu nên tự hỏi tự trả lời đây. Cũng là một cách để reflect.

Fanfic Writer Ask Game

Source: x.

Warning: Cursed post.

😅 What's a story or scene you've created that you're a smidge embarrassed exists?

Stories: Tất cả fic 0421 mình từng viết. Ghét cái thuyền là một phần, nhưng chủ yếu là mình hơi không thoải mái với những viewpoints mà mình thể hiện trong đó.

Scenes: Tất cả các sexual scenes, kể cả trong những con fic mình tự hào nhất. Chúng nó... mechanical đến độ mình không bao giờ dám đọc lại, even though they serve the narratives well enough.

🥺 Is there a certain type of moment or common interaction between your characters that never fails to put you in your feels?

Những khoảnh khắc nhân vật không ngần ngại thể hiện their vulnerable sides trước mặt nhau, mà như cô em Cành Hồng tả là những cảnh "intimate." Hoàng Đức để Việt Anh gối đầu lên tay ngủ, Lâm Oanh, Việt Anh và Thanh Bình nằm chen chúc bên nhau trong cabin, Mạnh Dũng ôm gọn Hữu Thắng đang sụt sùi nước mắt vào lòng, Ngọc Hà cầm tay Thu Hiền an ủi... và những thứ tương tự như thế.

🤡 What's a line, scene, or exchange you've written that made you laugh?

"Mà cả họ tên của nhóc là chi?"

"Ông già hỏi làm gì?"

"Hỏi khơi khơi cho đỡ buồn. Nhóc cũng biết cả họ tên tui còn gì nữa."

"Bùi Hoàng Việt Anh." Cái tên ấy bật ra khỏi đầu môi Việt Anh như thể tên của một kẻ xa lạ. Trong thoáng chốc, cậu ngạc nhiên với chính mình, vì còn nhớ được đầy đủ tên họ của bản thân.

"Bùi Đoàn Việt Anh?"

"Bùi Hoàng, điếc hả ông già?"

😈 Has there been a point in a story where you did something just to be playfully mean to your readers?

Toàn bộ con fic "Though the heart be still as loving" là một chuỗi dài những lần tôi liên tục đấm vào mặt độc giả, vì có lẽ không ai trong ficdom này expect một câu chuyện fucked up như thế.

"Bến bờ thời gian" cũng là một ví dụ về việc tôi có thể rất xấu tính với độc giả, vì tôi không muốn viết về Văn Toản ngay từ đầu.

✍ Do you have a beta reader?

Không.

🛒 What are some common things you incorporate in your fics? Themes, feels, scenes, imagery, etc.

Themes: alienation/estrangement, compassion & kindness, love (familial, platonic, romantic etc.), dreams & shattered dreams, perseverance.

Feels thì tùy chủ đề mỗi fic. Nhưng có lẽ phần đa fic của mình sẽ đem lại cảm giác bittersweet. Có chút ấm lòng, nhưng cũng có chút buồn thương, tiếc nuối.

Imagery có lẽ là không có. Vì mình viết straightforward, nói thẳng ra là cục mịch, có gì viết nấy, không thích ẩn dụ bằng hình ảnh này nọ.

Scenes thì mình không chắc lắm. Nhưng một câu chuyện, một sự việc sẽ được mình khai thác theo nhiều điểm nhìn khác nhau. Ví dụ, chuyện chấn thương của Việt Anh đã được mình viết đến ba lần, từ điểm nhìn của Việt Anh, Thu Hiền và Tuấn Anh.

🎢 Which of your fics would you call your wildest ride?

Fic mình chỉ có từ ngắn đến rất ngắn nên mấy cái ride cũng không wild lắm. Nhưng nếu phải chọn một thì có lẽ sẽ chọn "Hai đứa trẻ."

✨ Give you and your writing a compliment. Go on now. You know you deserve it. 😉

Thanks for being a unique writer and staying true to what you believe the most.

💋 First kiss fics. Love 'em or hate 'em?

Ở cương vị người đọc: Tùy thôi. Trope ít khi có tội, execution vẫn quan trọng hơn.

Ở cương vị người viết: Mình từng viết rồi, và no props, cũng như mọi thứ khác thôi, cũng cần tưởng tượng, cần do research, cần painstakingly gõ ra từng chữ để hoàn thành được câu chuyện.

🎶 Do you listen to music while you write? What song have you been playing on loop lately?

Cũng không cần thiết lắm. Có nhạc thì nghe, không thì thôi. Vẫn viết như thường.

Dạo này mình không nghe nhạc. Nhưng bài gần nhất nghe on loop chắc là "Người đi qua đời tôi." Vừa nghe vừa khóc nức nở.

🛠What tools/programs/apps do you use to write?

Viết tay thì sổ và bút, như mọi người khác. À, nhưng những quyển sổ đẹp được mình nâng niu giữ gìn để dành riêng cho sáng tác thì lại rất hiếm khi giúp mình viết nhé. Mình toàn viết vào mấy quyển sổ dùng để ghi những thứ khác thôi. Và cả hóa đơn nữa, vì mình là đứa nghiện hoarding hóa đơn và mỗi khi cần ghi nhanh ra thứ gì thì ghi lên hóa đơn là tiện nhất. Kể cả những ý tưởng trôi nổi trong đầu.

Viết trên máy thì mình dùng Google Docs thôi, chân ái, chữ đã gõ ra không bao giờ sợ mất dù máy có sập nguồn hay file có quên lưu. Dạo gần đây khi thực hiện challenge 100 chữ mỗi ngày thì có dùng thêm Word Counter và The Most Dangerous Writing, chẳng rõ có năng suất hơn không, nhưng mà bớt rề rà hơn xíu.

⛔ Do you have a fic you started, but scrapped?

Có chứ, tác giả nào chẳng vậy. Thực ra thì số fic mình thực sự "scrap" không nhiều, tại tính mình hay tiếc rẻ. Nhưng có những chiếc draft mà, dù vẫn để trong máy, mình biết chắc là mình sẽ không bao giờ tiếp tục nữa. Như con fic 0421 mà mình tưởng tượng đám cầu thủ là clone sinh ra chỉ để phục vụ giải trí từ hồi 2019 ấy, giờ nhận ra ý tưởng quá vô lí thì làm sao viết tiếp nữa, đúng không?

🙋‍♀️ Do any irl people know you write fanfic?

Not really. Nói thẳng ra là mình vẫn còn xấu hổ với việc bản thân viết fic, dù có lẽ điều đó cũng chẳng cần thiết. Thỉnh thoảng mình sẽ kiểu, out of nowhere thú nhận với mọi người là, oh yeah I do write fanfic for fun, và mọi người sẽ kiểu quào mày mà cũng viết fic á, nhưng không ai hỏi thêm gì và mình cũng không kể thêm gì. À, có vài người bạn mình quen trên ficdom và đã gặp ngoài đời, tiêu biểu là G., nhưng mà như bạn ấy thì mình coi là ficdom friend chứ không hẳn irl friend. Cuộc sống trên mạng và cuộc sống ngoài đời của mình khá tách biệt nhau, và mình ổn với điều đó.

🍦 What's the sweetest fic you've created so far?

Chắc là "Chuyện chuồn chuồn khiêng nắng." Con fic mà mình đã viết bằng tất cả những xúc cảm lẫn kí ức đẹp đẽ nhất của tuổi thơ.

🍷 Do you drink and write?

Có, dù không nhiều. Cảnh của Việt Anh, Thanh Bình, Đức Chiến trong "Though the heart be still as loving" mình phải nốc bia mới đủ liều để viết ra đấy lmao.

🍆 Do you write the spicy stuffs? If so, what's your most popular nsfw fic?

Có, dù writing them has put me in indescribable pains.

Mình chỉ có duy nhất một con fic như vậy thôi, là "Though the heart be still as loving," và nó đang được 30 votes trên Wattpad, nhiều hơn hầu hết fic của mình, so yeah that's my most popular one.

❌ What's a trope you will never write?

Những cái trope fucked up quá, hoặc là stereotype đến tởm lợm. Incest, ABO, etc. you name a few.

💖 What made you start writing?

Không nhớ nữa. Viết giống như một thứ bản năng của mình ấy. Mình đã bắt đầu viết những câu chuyện đầu tiên từ năm lớp Hai. Có lẽ là do trong đầu mình có quá nhiều suy nghĩ vẩn vơ không thể tâm sự với ai được.

💌 How do you feel about comments and feedback?

I'm literally addicted to them.

💲 Would you ever open commissions?

Chỉ sợ mình không đủ giỏi thôi, chứ giờ có người đưa mình 💸💸💸 để viết fic thì mình lại chẳng cầm vội.

🧐 Do you spend much time researching for your stories?

Với mình thì không nhiều, nhưng chắc cú là nhiều hơn hầu hết các tác giả khác trong ficdom. Và quan trọng hơn? I know how to do research. Uni life isn't a joke Carl.

🏆 What's your most popular fic?

"Viết linh tinh," nếu tính collection.

"Câu chuyện chiều cao (2)," nếu tính one shot.

Cả hai đều among my least favorite fics.

🎯 Have any of your readers accurately guessed major plot points? Care to share which?

Fic của mình hầu hết vừa ngắn vừa thẳng tuột, nên cũng chẳng cần người đọc phải nổ não suy luận nhiều. Mình chỉ nhớ có một bạn comment trong fic "Một ngày mùa hạ" của mình là "Đúng như tôi nghĩ" đoạn chiến tranh nổ ra, không biết có tính vào đây không?

🎨 How do you feel about fan art of your stories?

Tôi sẽ quỳ lạy và hôn chân người vẽ fanart cho fic của tôi. I'd actually do that.

📈 How many fics do you have?

Thời điểm gõ những dòng này là 29 fic trên Wattpad. Tất nhiên, còn kha khá fic không đăng ở đó, và vô hạn các thể loại draft ngắn draft dài...

🦅 Do you outline fics or fly by the seat of your pants?

Fic mình ngắn nên cũng không cần outline nhiều. Trước khi viết chỉ cần xác định nhân vật bao gồm những ai, theme là gì, main conflict là gì, kết như nào, còn lại đến lúc viết sẽ tự biên tự diễn. Chắc mình là dạng lai giữa planner & pantser.

👀 Tell me about an up and coming wip please!

Thu Hiền & Vạn Sự. Rất ấm lòng. Và không rõ bao giờ mới xong.

🤗 What advice would you give to new fanfic writers that are just getting started?

Be unapologetic.

💞 Who's your comfort character?

Xuân Tú, nếu mình có thể gọi bạn là "character." Xuân Tú luôn là người mà mình gửi gắm được rất nhiều tâm tư.

🧠 Pick a character, and I'll tell you my favorite headcanon for them.

Việt Anh đa cảm và dễ khóc. Cái này có được coi là headcanon không?

🤩 Who is your favorite character to write?

Mình thích những nhân vật có những câu chuyện để kể. Việt Anh, cùng cảm hứng chia ly. Văn Tới, cùng tháng ngày vật lộn với chấn thương và ghế dự bị. Thu Hiền, cùng một giấc mơ dang dở. Hai Long, cùng mối liên hệ với quê hương. Có lẽ là vì với mình, cá tính của họ rõ ràng hơn một chút chăng.

😬 Which of your fics would you be most horrified for friends, family, or coworkers to stumble upon?

Friends, family and coworkers mà biết tôi viết gay fanfic thì tôi chỉ có nước bỏ xứ mà đi thôi các bạn à.

🎉 What leads you to consider a fic a success?

Đơn giản lắm: con fic nào mà sau khi hoàn thành mình cảm giác mình đã nói ra được những điều muốn nói.

Tất nhiên fic nhiều votes nhiều comments thì sẽ cảm thấy được validated hơn. Nhưng cái đó nó không chính yếu ấy, ít nhất là với mình. Những con fic nhiều votes nhất của mình lại là những con fic mình không coi là thành công, kiểu như "Câu chuyện chiều cao (2)" này, hay "Một nghìn cây số", "Dù sao đi nữa"...

✅ What's something that appears in your fics over and over and over again, even if you don't mean to?

Việt Anh khóc. Seriously, I don't know why I let him cry that much.

📚 Would you ever want to turn writing into a career?

Cái này không phải là want đâu, mà thực sự là lifelong dream luôn đấy.

⌛ How long does it take you to write a fic, or a chapter?

Tùy vào độ phức tạp của plot, lượng thông tin cần research, tình trạng sức khỏe tinh thần, và tất nhiên cả cảm hứng nữa. "Dù sao đi nữa" khoảng hơn 1k từ mình ngoáy 1 tiếng là xong, vì nó chẳng có substance gì cả. Nhưng hầu hết các con fic với độ dài tương tự trong "Viết linh tinh" mình phải vật lộn vài ngày mới xong. "Though the heart be still as loving" 16k từ được mình viết trong 8 ngày, và "Sông" 9k từ cũng 8 ngày nốt. Đấy, nói chung là tùy.

🤯 What's a genre you struggle with as a writer (ex. romance, action, etc.)?

Mình viết chỉ đa dạng chủ đề thôi chứ thể loại thì không. Nên là mình struggle với nhiều genres lắm. Chắc chỉ trừ sci-fi với fantasy thôi, còn lại mình struggle hết.

💔 Is there a fic of yours that broke your heart?

"Though the heart be still as loving", "And the moon be still as bright", "Chuyện chuồn chuồn khiêng nắng", và "Hai đứa trẻ". Still break my heart all the goddamn time.

💥 How do you feel about criticism?

Sẵn sàng nhận. Năn nỉ mọi người phê bình fic mình mà mãi chẳng có ai. Buồn ghê lắm, chứng tỏ fic mình nhạt nhẽo.

🤭 Do you have a favorite tag to use when posting your works?

Không. Mình chỉ tag tên nhân vật thôi.

🥰 How do you feel about reader interaction? Are you open to receiving questions about your fics?

Thiếu điều quỳ mọp xuống đất vái ba vái xin readers hiển linh trong comment section thôi đó.

#fanfic ask #storytelling

[niuniente]

HELLO ITS ME AGAIN what's the fic if I can ask? Where can I read it maybe?

Also I'm glad you're doing better than yesterday !!

-🍄

It's a Baldur's Gate fic - decided to check if there is anything interesting there - called Party Favors by Howlsmovinglibrary. The first chapter was entertaining so I will give a read for the whole story, slowly but surely :3

#ask niu #fic rec #astarion

[nightinngales]

hey there!

random question abt u and Vigilance : what has been your favorite chapter(s) that you've written? (for any reason - past, present, even future chapters..?)

as much as I love reading the fic and internalizing my own feedback, I'd love to hear yours about your own work! If you don't mind :)

Sorry for the late response but this was a hard question actually lol

as far as older acts go, one of my favorite chapters has to be Act 7 Chapter 17: High Tide. The dream sequence at the beginning of that chapter just has so much symbolic meaning in it that it really killed me people couldn't see into my head with it. I explained it later in the author's note at the end of the act but yeah. I liked that scene a lot.

as for more recently, the scene in Act 8 Chapter 13: Devotion, when Eres is telling Serana about her memories with Niu. It brings a lot of things into sudden focus, and certain things about Eres' past and her approach to things, the way she reacts, and even aspects of the arc in Act 7 suddenly make a lot of sense once you see how much influence Niu had on her growing up. So I think it's an eye opening chapter for a lot of reasons, and the imagery of Niu's illusion for her, and Niu's protectiveness of her, I think, is one of the better "flashback" scenes in the whole series.

Of course, that's just my opinion as the author lol. I've noticed a lot of readers tend not to comment or focus much on the parts of the story I'm most proud of, and then simultaneously rejoice about parts of the story I cringe at or actively avoid rereading lol so. So this was a fun question to answer, thank you <3

#vigilance series #also psst dont internalize your feedback #tell me everything

[skellebonez]

You said you have yet to write something for winter's Actor au, so how about we fix that!? Maybe with promts 18 and 28? It could be with anyone, Shadowpeach, Freenoodles, even Ironbull, you choose

Disclaimer: I don’t really know all the ins and outs of how movie making works, I am winging it based on behind the scenes footage videos. This is probably not a 100% accurate representation of a studio lot. There are multiple mentioned ships but no focus here today, this is just a fun little gen fic idea I had! When does this take place? ..... UH... SO ANYWAY @winterpower98 CREATED THIS AU!

Looks like we’re going to be stuck here for a while./You call this luck? No, this is all skill.

No one was prepared when the crash of thunder shook the studio building and the lights flickered out. The cameras followed suit, along with all the other equipment, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief over the fact they hadn't been filming any stunts that day and none of the actors in need of the more labor intensive costumes had been fitted yet as it was still early in the day.

“IS EVERYONE OK!?” Niu Mowang yelled out, his voice carrying through the now quiet set easily without the noise of the electronic equipment (as expected for the actor of the Demon Bull King, he needed that stage presence and it seemed to be coming in useful). “SOUND OFF!”

“I’m ok!” “Me too!” “Whoever has a phone turn on your flashlight!” “IT’S FUCKIN DARK AS SHIT.”

The last one was said by Long Xiaojiao, earning a chorus of surprised and grateful laughter as multiple people did as requested by the director. The lights helped a bit, making it at least possible for those around the set to move to a slightly safer location. They all jumped as another thunder clasp struck closer, truly shaking the entire building this time and making even the most sturdy of them shake in worry.

After another moment of darkness there was a flicker and a low hum as the dim emergency lighting for the set building came to life.

“Alright everyone, that 'little storm' they called for today is apparently way more intense than they claimed it would be,” the director said with a frustrated and worried sigh, and everyone was thankful they had moved everything they needed inside the day prior in preparation. “Looks like we’re going to be stuck here for a while, given the emergency lighting. Hey!" He turned to another staff member, pulling out his phone in the process. "Can you and the new guy help me call the rest of the cast and tell em to stay put? Alright, thanks!"

“I'll call my dad,” Qi Xiaotian yelled back to the director, looking at his own phone and appearing grateful they still had some signal.

He had come in along with Xiaojiao and anothered cast member ahead of most others (aside from Mowang, who had come in early alone for his... own reasons) to apparently work on some last minute changes to the script that had been left with the young actor the night prior. He supposed that when the script writer was dating your father it made working on that kind of thing much faster (and boy was everyone happy they finally started outright dating, Mowang was starting to worry someone else would have to set them up with each other).

"Which one?" Xiaojiao asked with a chuckle and soft nudge to his shoulder, both jumping at another building shaking thunder clap. "Uh... maybe I should call my folks too... just to let them know what's up."

Mowang sighed, watching at the two youngest members of the cast that had already come in for filming that day moved around to another part of the set to sit and call their respective guardians. This was... odd. The storm was only supposed to last a short while and be no stronger than the normal thunderstorms they got in the area. By the time they were done filming inside the storm should have subsided... but the sounds outside made him second guess if they could even leave on time safely. Normal thunderstorms do not shake buildings this hard or come on this fast.

In the middle of his thoughts the large man felt the brush of a smaller hand on his arm as someone sumbled, startling him into looking over and reaching out a hand to steady them reflexively.

"Mr. Cheung?" Mowang raised a brow as he caught the clearly worried expression on his face. "Is everything alright?"

"Oh, yeah! Totally fine, peachy even!" Dicky Cheung, their very own Sun Wukong (and Mowang still wondered after all this time about what his full proper name was, given Dicky was apparently a stage name and Cheung was his family name, but he hadn’t found the right moment to ask), answered with an overly happy chuckle and a shake of his head. "Just, uh, tripped a bit!"

Well that was... odd. He normally was a lot more poised than this. And as far as any of the actors on set knew he wasn't particularly scared of storms.

"Are you sure you're OK? You seem agitated," Mowang raised an eyebrow, noting that the other man was watching Xiaotian and Xiaojiao. Maybe he was just worried about the younger cast members? "Have you had anything to eat this morning?"

"Huh?" Mr. Cheung looking up at him with a raised brow of his own, confusion lacing his features for a moment before he looked off into the distance and frowned. "... actually... I think I forgot breakfast..?"

"Well that won't do!" Mowang scowled with a sigh, placing a hand on Mr. Cheung's back and firmly leading him toward the refreshment table. "You get to tell me how I did then."

"How you what no-Oh!" His question was answered as quickly as it had been asked, and Mr. Cheung couldn't seem to help his laugh. "So that's why you came in early."

"I wanted it to be a surprise, but it looks like we got a bigger one," the larger man said with a chuckle, picking up a thick slice of one of the bread loafs himself. "It's my first time trying to make some of these."

"I bet Tie Shan would have been extremely impressed," Mr. Cheung said with a smile before grabbing a piece from a different loaf and taking a large bite, making a pleased sound in response. "There are peach chunks in this!"

"I, uh, thought you'd like that one... guess I got lucky," Mowang couldn't help bit stumble his words a bit and blush at the reaction and mention of Shan before eating his sweet potato bread. The batch had turned out good! A little heavy, but good. "You think the young-uns would feel a bit better if they had a snack?" He nodded his head to Xiaotian and Xiaojiao, watching as another clasp of thunder shook them again and the young man un particular held onto his friend like a lifeline.

"You call this luck?" Mr. Cheung seemed to have tensed again, but his tone was light and his smile was more relaxed. "No, this is all skill. You need to give yourself more credit off the stage. And I bet they would."

He flashed his signature bright smile before rushing over to the younger actors, saying something to Xiaotian after Xiaojiao rushed off to possibly tell everyone else about the snacks. Mowang could have sworn he heard something about someone "messing with and angering a demon who could control the weather", but that had to be a metaphor of some kind.

After an hour no one could figure out where Dicky Cheung had disappeared to until he reappeared after the storm finally let up. He looked fine but... Mowang could have sworn he had changed into similar but not identical clothes and his hair was wet...

Weird.

#monkie kid #lego monkie kid #gen fic #actor au #mk #qi xiaotian #mei #long xiaojiao #sun wukong #monkey king #niu mowang (dbk) #freenoodleshipping #(mentioned) #ironbull #(implied) #tie shan (pif) #(also mentioned) #prompt fill

[nitearchives]

Numbered my muses and used a number generator for a short fic. this is the result

“Darling, don’t say that-“ 

 “But I’ve hurt people! How could you still love me after knowing what I’ve done?” The words broke Arminius’ heart. He could feel Omega’s pain and sadness. His anger towards himself. 

 “Dearest, I have too-“ Armi puts his hands on Omega’s shoulders, leaning down a bit to look him in the eyes. 

 “To protect people!” Omega blows up. Armi reels back, shocked from the outburst. “You’re a knight! That’s what you do! Me? I am the villain!” 

 “No, you’re not!” For once, it was Armi’s turn to be mad. But then it was gone again, and he felt sadness. Pity and sympathy. “I am so sorry you see yourself that way.” Armi hesitantly cups Omega’s cheeks. He sighs and wipes away the tears. Omega didn’t look at him. He couldn’t. 

 “I love you. You are not the same man as before. Plus, from what I’ve heard, you only put someone life in danger once and never intentionally hurt anyone other than Carbide.” It was true, so Omega couldn’t argue. “I’m in love with the Omega I met, not who you used to be, but who you are now.” 

 Armi moved his hands to Omega’s intertwining their fingers. He loved how small Omega’s hands were compared to his.  “Are you okay with us?” Omega finally looked up. He was nervous, almost shaking. He’s never felt reciprocated love, it was hard to believe he was even capable of love. 

 “I.. Yeah, I am.” His lips twitch, like he needs to say something, so Armi gives him time. Armi smiles softly. 

 “Oh, love.” He stands up straight and hugs Omega, placing his chin on top of Omega’s hair. He kisses the shaved side and rubs Omega’s back. 

 It hurts Arminius knowing Omega still hates himself so much. But he knows Omega has much more potential than he thinks. He can be good again, he just needs a bit of help along the way.Message #writing

#Ultima = Armi(nius) #'the villain' #'the paladin' #Armi is big on pet names lmao #this came out quicker and way easier than i thot #short fic #generated #my writing

[fujimusume]

Xi You Squad Dads Week: A Father’s Day Event in Honor of Thunderbolt Fantasy’s Shang Bu Huan and Wan Jun Po

This started out as a brainfart on Twitter, but after some anxiety/fretting, I’ve realized that I have nothing to lose in making this happen! The Thunderbolt Fantasy fandom is small, so I shouldn’t hold it to the same standards for events for larger fandoms. I mean, if even just one other person besides myself contributes to this, can it really be a failure/flop if it means we get new fan content?

Anyway, this International Father’s Day 2021 (June 20), I plan to honor TBF’s long-suffering father figures Shang Bu Huan (Sho Fukan) and Wan Jun Po (Ban Gunha), and I invite you to join me! The hashtag event will be mainly on Twitter, but I’d like to reach out to the TBF fans here as well. Details behind the cut, both in graphic form and in text!

What It's All About

Giving the perpetually exhausted father figures of Thunderbolt Fantasy — Shang Bu Huan (Sho Fukan) and Wan Jun Po (Ban Gunha) the appreciation, love, and happiness they deserve on International Father's Day (the third Sunday of June — June 20, 2021 — in several countries)!

How to Join

From June 12 (Sat) to 20 (Sun), 2021 in your timezone, wherever you are in the world, simply post/link to a tribute to Shang Bu Huan and/or Wan Jun Po on Twitter, and hashtag it with #XiYouSquadDadsWeek.

The hashtag event will be mainly on Twitter. (There will, however, be an AO3 collection for fics — it opens midnight GMT+9 on Sat, Jun 12.)

Not on Twitter? You can post to any other social network, like here — just use the same hashtag so us fans can search for your tribute!

Examples of Tributes

Fics (flash fiction on Twitter/Tumblr OK too!)

If you’re posting on AO3, please add them to the collection!

Art

Cooking their favorite food / food associated w/ them

Shao bing for Bu Huan (some recipes here and here)

Cong bao niu rou (beef & scallion stir-fry) for Jun Po (recipes here and here)

Cosplay

Crafts

Fanvids

Graphics/photomanips

Meta (e.g. thread/post on why you love them)

...or anything else you can think of! Even just something really simple is fine, too — I’ve made the event as low-stakes as possible to hopefully make it easier to participate.

FAQs

Should my tribute be to both Shang and Jun Po?

A: No. You can celebrate one or both of them.

Should my tribute focus on Shang &/or Jun Po being happy?

A: As much as possible, yes, but if you find yourself inspired to create something angsty/bittersweet instead, no problem — it happens!

Should I do something gen? Is it OK if I ship them?

A: Whatever works for you — gen or shipping; either is fine!

Is NSFW okay?

A: Yes; please just tag appropriately! (Depending where you post, of course... if you’re posting here on Tumblr, it might get taken down...)

No timezone restrictions as long as we post anytime between June 12–20 in our timezone? Really?

A: Yes, really, because TBF fans (especially the EN-speaking side of the fandom) are scattered all over the world! So long as it's already June 12 / still June 20 somewhere in the world, feel free to post something.

Is it OK to post a tribute in another language?

A: Yes! No need to post in English. The organizer was actually hoping that Japanese and Taiwanese fans would be interested too, but was not able to gauge enough interest. Regardless of language, please use the #XiYouSquadDadsWeek hashtag if you're participating, so us fans can see your wonderful tribute!

Who is organizing this?

A: Tifa (@theophania89 on Twitter / @fujimusume on Tumblr / in_deepest_blue on AO3)

Isn't Taiwan's Father's Day on August 8th?

A: Yes. However, as most of those who are interested in this event are from countries where Father's Day is celebrated on the third Sunday of June, this event will be held to coincide with International Father's Day instead.

But should there be enough interest, the organizer would be happy to do this again around the week of August 8th — hopefully in collaboration with the Taiwanese side of the fandom! (Or maybe even celebrating all of TBF's dads, including Azibelpher, once we get 100% confirmation that he’s Lang's father...)

#thunderbolt fantasy #thunderbolt fantasy 2 #thunderbolt fantasy 3 #東離劍遊紀 #サンファン #サンファンアート #shang bu huan #shang buhuan #sho fukan #殤不患 #wan jun po #wan junpo #ban gunha #萬軍破 #tbf #fandom event #fandom events #XiYouSquadDadsWeek #xi you squad dads week

[hunxi-guilai]

hey there!! hoping to get your input on this: ive seen plenty of fics where characters across the cql board will say just very openly "i love you." i don't know if this is a common way of expressing romantic love in ancient china? i could be wrong, but the FEELING i get is that it's more common to use gestures, or allude metaphorically to some poem/story instead of being so direct? i think theres an old-fashioned jpn phrase like "i'll make soup for u every day" to confess, anything similar here?

oof, so I’m going to go ahead and start by saying that I don’t know nearly enough to be make generalized statements about how romantic love is expressed in ancient/dynastic China or even in modern-day, because I’m just not widely-read/steeped in the culture enough. And even if I were, I still don’t know if I could make definitive statements on what can be considered a “common way of expressing love” because there are as many ways to express love as there are people and permutations of relationships on this planet. 

The renditions of love that tend to linger in our minds, however, tend to be defined by action: 梁山伯与祝英台 Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai, the butterfly lovers inseparable by death; 牛郎织女 Niu Lang and Zhi Nv, a mortal man and celestial maiden, crossing to each other over a bridge over the Milky Way made of magpies; 孟姜女 Meng Qiangnv breaking open the Great Wall with the force of her tears. Just gonna... put that out there.

I did include a brief discussion of the character 爱 ai in this post, which is the character that’s pretty much translates to ‘love’ (and many of its complicated English valences) in modern Mandarin. Given an earlier reading of 爱 not as ‘love,’ but as ‘begrudging, cherishing’ makes the possibility of saying 我爱你 woaini rather...unlikely in ancient China (especially when you consider that 我 wo and 你 ni were different pronouns back then, too... what I’m trying to say is that a simple ctext search hasn’t been helping me here).

I am, however, willing to bet that writing/reciting poetry for your lover was a Thing, and it wouldn’t be me if I didn’t seize every possible opportunity to add gratuitous poetry to a post:

《上邪》/ Shangye

上邪！/ High Heaven!

我欲与君相知，/ I want for us both to know each other

长命无绝衰。/ as long as life, with no decline or end

山无陵，江水为竭，/ When mountains lose their peaks, when river waters dry up,

冬雷震震，夏雨雪 ，/ when thunder rumbles in winter; when rain and snow fall in summer

天地合，乃敢与君绝！/ when sky and earth seal back together, only then will I dare end things with you!

One of the shortest pieces in the Hanyuefu, which I mentioned briefly in this post, 《上邪》 is an incredibly powerful declaration of love, loyalty, and devotion without using any of the above words (it does, however, use 知 zhi / knowing). 

Oh! Both 《上邪》and《卜算子》use 君 jun, which you might recognize from ‘Hanguang-jun’ or ‘Zewu-jun.’ In addition to being an honorific, 君 also appears often in poetry as a respectful second-person pronoun. Again, it’s technically gender-neutral, though most of the time it’s assumed to refer to a man.

《卜算子》李之仪， Busuanzi by Li Zhiyi (Northern Song Dynasty)

我住长江头，君住长江尾。/ I live at the head of the Yangtze; you live at the tail of the Yangtze,

日日思君不见君，共饮长江水。/ Day after day, I think of you but do not see you; we drink from the same river’s waters

此水几时休，此恨何时已。/ When will these waters rest? When will these feelings stop?

只愿君心似我心，定不负相思意。/ I only hope that your heart is similar to mine; I would not let down the intent of our mutual love.*

*note: this entire last line is rough, but I spent more time than I’d like banging my head against 相思, which I translated as ‘mutual love.’ It’s glossed in Pleco as ‘pining, lovesickness’ but literally means ‘mutual thought.’ 

The language of thought, of mutual thought, of the sentiment behind the phrase thinking of you, is something that goes way, way back. It’s in 《饮马长城窟行》, from the poetry post I linked earlier; it’s also referenced in the last line of 《楚辞·山鬼》Mountain Ghost from the Songs of the South: 思公子兮徒离忧 / only in thinking of you can I depart from sorrows.

Oh! Here’s a classic declaration of love -- literally, from the 《诗经》 Shijing / Classic of Poetry: 

[...]

执子之手，与子偕老 / I’ll hold your hand, and with you grow old...

[...]

It’s the most famous line from 《国风·邶风·击鼓》which I think is actually a... war poem? So a poem that’s primarily all about that Mutual Loyalty and Manly Camaraderie, but one that has had its most iconic line co-opted for the sheer romance of it all.

I’m not going to translate《击鼓》 fully because trying to read the 《诗经》is one of my personal nightmares, but you can find it here on ctext with the James Legge translation, which, admittedly, takes some liberties with the text.

One last poem, because the last line is peak pining:

《越人歌》 Yuerenge

今夕何夕兮 搴洲中流，/ What evening is this evening? Drifting in the river current.*

今日何日兮 得与王子同舟。/ What day is today? That I can travel in the same boat as you, prince

蒙羞被好兮 不訾诟耻，/ I hide my shyness, cover my fondness; there will be no slander or gossip or shame*

心几烦而不绝兮 得知王子。/ My heart is troubled, unending -- to come to know you, prince

山有木兮木有枝，心说君兮君不知。/ On mountains, there are trees; on trees, there are branches -- my heart delights in you, and you do not know.

*leaning heavily on the baidu-baike glosses

The story I’ve always been told about 《越人歌》 is that a prince of Chu, fleeing political strife in his state, crosses a river in a boat poled by a young woman of the state of Yue. She recognizes the fleeing prince and sings this song to him as she poles across the river. The catch is that she sings it in the language of the state of Yue, so he has absolutely no idea that she’s confessing her admiration and love for him.

This story, according to my Google searches, is inaccurate, but OH WELL, the last line is still peak pining regardless.

#who me? throwing a bunch of poems and translations in a post in lieu of giving a real answer? #you got me #ask and ye shall receive #but real talk I don't think I know enough about culture/cultural norms to make a definitive statement on 'common expressions of love' #instinctively I want to agree? that saying 'I love you' isn't all that common? #at the same time modern norms are different #who's to say what ancient folk got up to aside from poetry and pining