I’m putting this up because if I write it in a public place then I may actually do it. Since the city I live in frowns on “street art” and Facebook is full of some real life friends who think my “little hobby is charming but weird”, tumblr it is. My semi ideas:
- florist Chu/coffeeshop AU that I showed the only bits I have of to @gameofryeo and they didn’t scream “NOOOOOO!!!” (although the last AU I wrote gave my migraines)
- another attempt at explicit/mature fanfic (because I love to punish myself) based on the images here (warning NSFW!!)
- fic based on the book Guo keeps writing notes inside (tentative title “Nobody’s Diary” from the Yaz song)
- something with karaoke
Anyone who feels the need to either stop me or egg me on, feel free.
Tag: guardian
(S)he’s dressed in black again
And I’m falling down again
Down to the floor again
I’m begging for more again
But oh what can you do
When (s)he’s dressed in black
My mind wanders endlessly
On paths where (s)he’s leading me
With games that (s)helikes to play
And words that (s)he doesn’t say
Not when we’re alone
And (s)he’s dressed in black
As a picture of herself
(S)he’s a picture of the world
A reflection of you
A reflection of me
And it’s all there to see
If you only give in
To the fire within
Dressed in black again
Shadows fall onto me
As (s)he stands there over me
And waits to encompass me
I lay here helplessly
But oh what can you do
When (s)he’s dressed in black
Dressed in black again– “Dressed In Black” – Depeche Mode
All I ever wanted
All I ever needed
Is here in my arms
Words are very unnecessary
They can only do harm
Vows are spoken
To be broken
Feelings are intense
Words are trivial
Pleasures remain
So does the pain
Words are meaningless
And forgettable-Depeche Mode “Enjoy The Silence“
it’s my silence you detest – lazulisong – 镇魂 | Guardian (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: 镇魂 | Guardian (TV), 镇魂 | Guardian – priest
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Shěn Wēi/Zhào Yúnlán
Characters: Shěn Wēi, Zhào Yúnlán, Zhào Yúnlán’s Family
Additional Tags: anyway kunlun really fucked shen wei up didn’t he, hi guys one more short fic to go and then I’ll, like go play okami until my brains liquify and drip out my ears, no that’s a lie, I’m getting the Pokemon: lets go pikachu, anyway I’m very tired
Series: Part 8 of guardian, Part 9 of distractions
Summary:Honestly, it’s surprising that it takes as long as it does for them to have a fight about it.
I …. don’t know how much further I could have wandered off from the prompt, sorry.
it’s my silence you detest – lazulisong – 镇魂 | Guardian (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Kiss Me – LazyGeisha – 镇魂 | Guardian (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: 镇魂 | Guardian (TV)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Guo Chang Cheng/Chu Shu Zhi
Characters: Guo Chang Cheng, Chu Shu Zhi, Zhao Yun Lan, Shěn Wēi
Additional Tags: Romance, Based on Song Lyrics, Swearing
Summary:“You know you may lose him if you don’t say something to him.” – edited 11/15/18
FYI – NOT NEW STORY: I re-edited this today, having recently reread it, cringing at all the name usage. I changed the style a bit as well, but the content has remained the same. Probably still an over-usage of names, but I’m not Hemingway nor do I want to rewrite the whole thing.
Kiss Me – LazyGeisha – 镇魂 | Guardian (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
15. Teaching the other something
Fic based on prompts in this post
A/N: This is 18+ rated…
Zhao Yunlan lay on the bed, the flickering light from the dozen or so candles around the room playing seductively across his naked body, shadows dancing over his skin. He smiled and reached out with his arms invitingly, encouragingly, but Shen Wei hesitated where he was, kneeling on the end of the bed. He was still mostly dressed, though his shirt was completely undone, his tie and jacket slung over a nearby chair, and it was obvious to Yunlan that Shen Wei felt self-conscious, both with his state of dress and lack of knowledge about how to proceed.
“It’s ok, baby – I’ll talk you through it,” Yunlan said, still reaching out. For a moment it looked like Shen Wei wouldn’t move but slowly, hesitatingly, he began to lean forward, bending down to place his hands on the bed as he slowly moved his body between Yunlan’s legs then higher, until their bodies were pressed together and they lay face to face; for a moment they just lay there, staring into each other’s eyes, and it felt like a lifetime passed between them.
Read more over on my AO3 here
[Guardian ficlet] On the superiority of cats
A thing that is now happening: arguing tiny points of characterization – actually, not even that, just a random background details? – by ficlet. Here’s my contribution, and @xparrot had better post hers soon because it is adorable and breaks my heart. (I am maybe even willing to concede the point because it’s so good!)
“Hey Da Qing, it says here that cats can’t see color,” Yunlan says, frowning.
“They can’t.”
“But you can!”
“Yashou see color.”
“Oh. Okay. Well – do you know why cats like to knead things with their paws? It says that perhaps, um. Yeah, they don’t really know?”
“It feels good,” Da Qing says with a sniff. “Why else would you do it?”
“Mm, I don’t know. It says cats rub their faces on things to make them smell like them…?”
“And it feels good when things smell like you. Right?”
Yunlan giggles. “Da Qing. Humans can’t smell stuff like that!”
“Really?! But I thought that’s why you kept stealing my blanket! Because you wanted it to smell more like you.”
“Da Qing. We only have one blanket. It’s not your blanket.”
“I put my smell on it the night we got it from Mrs Wang!”
“How was I supposed to know?!”
Da Qing huffs. “Your sense of smell really is pathetic.”
“That’s because I only have… Let’s see. What did they say? Oh yeah. Five million smell-things. Um. Those.”
“And cats?” Da Qing asks, smug.
“Up to – 80 million?! Wow. That’s a lot.”
Da Qing preens. “Cats really are superior in every way,” he says.
“You sleep on average sixteen hours a day,” Yunlan retorts.
“See,” Da Qing says. “Superior.”
Guardian ficlet: why cats shouldn’t be chaperoning children
So @for-the-flail and I were having a discussion about Zhao Yunlan’s childhood and cats stress purring (long story…60K words and counting, but she’ll be starting to post it soon!!) and she made an adorably fluffy ficlet to convincingly prove her point, and then my counterpoint…got out of hand?
—The monster’s
eyes are shining in the flashlight’s beam, and Yunlan can’t move, can’t
breathe–but it’s moving; it’s coming for him—Then Da Qing leaps forward past him, going
from man to cat mid-air, using the loss in mass to launch himself further. He
swipes his claws across the thing’s huge eyes, bites at its throat—and then
the monster’s paw falls and slams the small feline body into the ground.Da Qing yowls, a high strangled sound like
Yunlan has never heard from him before, never heard from any cat. The cry
somehow unlocks his frozen knees; he drops the flashlight and stumbles forward,
hefting the bat he brought. “Get away from him!”❤
Guardian Meta (Spoilers)
Okay, but there was literally no way Yunlan and Shen Wei could have not fallen in love. They both ensured it. (Obv, I’m talking about the show here and not the book).
It’s not fate, that’s not what I mean. It’s the timeline. In the book it was reincarnation, but even then you could say Yunlan’s slutty personality is what ensured that he fell in love with Shen Wei, and Shen Wei ensured they’d meet at all by semi-stalking him for years. You’re bound to run into each other in that way.
But in the show, what triggered Shen Wei’s devotion to Kun Lun? Yunlan did. Because the moment he sees Shen Wei 10K years in the past, he decides to spend every moment they’re together aggressively flirting with him. He already knows what will get a reaction from the time he and Shen Wei have spent together in the present, so he’s not at a disadvantage here. He doesn’t need to learn Shen Wei’s temperament—he notices as soon as they meet that Shen Wei is practically the same person. So he teases, he gets a reaction, and he keeps teasing, keeps pushing that boundary, and Shen Wei is taken completely by surprise.
Yunlan is thinking: “my future husband is adorable.”
Shen Wei doesn’t stand a chance.
(Now I think we’re all pretty much in agreement over the fact that Yunlan should have spent at least a month or so with Shen Wei for Shen Wei to develop that amount of devotion; one night is a little… Well, he’d certainly be sad, but devoted? Nah. Not with Shen Wei’s personality.)
But Yunlan? What does he like? Attention. And boy does Shen Wei give his his fill from the moment they meet at the university. Shen Wei’s intensity is something anyone would be creeped out by, but our boy Yunlan can’t help but wonder where it comes from. It’s the cop in him; he needs to know the source of the behavior. And because of his suspicions, he spends more time with Shen Wei, so he gets more of that attention—and the fact that Shen Wei grows into basically his caretaker just eggs that on—so he enjoys their time together even more, so he starts to like Shen Wei’s personality past the intensity, they develop a chemistry, they fall in love,
they get married.Yunlan falls in love with Shen Wei over time like a normal romance, but he does so because Shen Wei is already in love with him. If Shen Wei hadn’t been, he wouldn’t have given Yunlan any more attention than he would give anyone else. They would have been acquaintances at most. Shen Wei hadn’t even bothered to show up as his Envoy self since Yunlan became the Guardian.
So in this way, Yunlan doesn’t stand a chance. He likes the attention too much.
And so when he gets dropped back 10K years in the past and he meets Shen Wei’s non-devoted self, his first instinct is to tease the fuck out of him and throw him off his equilibrium, which serves to awaken that devotion. But even at the time, his main concern is getting back to his Shen Wei, the one he practically lives with.
Shen Wei falls head over heels, and the cycle continues.
There was no chance of them not falling for one another because one of them was already in love the moment the other met them.
am i ever going to be free of this
They only have one fight about it, but it’s a bad one: Zhao Yunlan actually goes to his mom’s house and sleeps three miserable nights in his childhood bed. It’s much too narrow, not to mention empty of anybody’s cool body close to his to cuddle up to. He wakes up three or four times a night, and Shen Wei’s never there, already awake or never asleep, watching him with fathomless black eyes, like he’s starving for the sight of him.
It’s too much. Zhao Yunlan wakes up and decides that today he’ll go home and apologize. He’ll say, Sorry, baby, I was a dick about it, I –
He opens his eyes, full of good intentions, but the first thing he sees is Shen Wei, in the actual flesh, sitting on the end of his childhood bed and staring at him with exhausted, ravenous eyes.
Zhao Yunlan yells and flails off the bed, and Shen Wei’s effort to catch him only ends with him tilting over as well, falling on top of Zhao Yunlan in slow motion, like a cartoon.
Shen Wei is very heavy. He looks like a nerd but he’s packed with solid fighter’s muscle. He catches himself before he crushes Zhao Yunlan entirely, but he’s still braced over him, eyes wide. “Are you –”
The door crashes open. “ARE YOU–” begins Zhao Yunlan’s mom, and stops.
Just to make things more awkward, Zhao Yunlan’s dad comes too. He looks at the scene, and then at his wife, and then says, with surprising calm, “I didn’t know you gave him a key.”
Zhao Yunlan hadn’t known that either, actually, but there’s no way to suggest Shen Wei had just ripped a hole in the fabric of reality like fucking Mickey Mouse and appeared without making things worse, so he just says, “Uhhhh–”
Zhao Yunlan’s mom goes, affectionately scolding, like she never fucking does with Zhao Yunlan. (Because Shen Wei is her favorite, fuck him.) “Xiao Wei, even if I gave you the key, what are you doing just sneaking in? I would have made your favorite breakfast!”
“MA,” howls Zhao Yunlan, in outrage. The past two days he’d been lucky to get a sniff from his mother and a bowl of specially-bought off-brand cold cereal slammed in front of him. Then he takes a deep breath in and says, “Ma, I’ll talk to him about it, so can you two–”
“Oh, all right,” says his mother huffily. “Properly make up, you two.”
The Last Good Bar 
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