time for an h/c comment fest!
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xparrotThe last couple of days have been rough on my writing (for dumb annoying reasons, why don't we come installed with a "will not be bothered by this thing" button?)
So! In the hopes of getting me to write something, and because this is what I'm feeling most wobbly about: it's time for hurt/comfort comment-fic!
Leave me a prompt/request for h/c, any hurt or any comfort, short or long as you want -- if it's character-specific, Guardian WeiLan please, that's all I'm in the mood to write; if that's not your thing then please leave a more general prompt! I don't promise to write anything (nor do I promise to write an actual commentfic and not some 10K-word monster, knowing me) but I would love any inspiration.
And if one of the prompts happens to tickle your fancy, please post your own comment fic (art, etc!) here (any fandoms, any characters) -- the more h/c the merrier!
The fills! \o/
(as of Nov. 23)
The Sundial goes full Equivalent Exchange. byfrith_in_thorns
aftermath of torture byxparrot
Shen Wei is having trouble focusing (and how!) byxparrot
Hypothermia and cuddling for warmth (or: Shen Wei Is The Least Reliable Narrator) byyue_ix
Shen Wei has a weird allergic reaction byfrith_in_thorns
Nightmares (and knives) byxparrot
Shen Wei suddenly has the power to hear people's dreams bynaye
Fanart: Scars byyue_ix
Comfort tea & hypothermia bymarycrawford
Wings, the kind that stay inside until they tear their way out byfrith_in_thorns
Scars (AU fic for yue_ix's art) byxparrot
Dragged away screaming bymarycrawford
Shen Wei thinking he's minorly hurt, but it's actually a lot worse bywintersoldier77
Zhao Yunlan has a literal healing cock byxparrot
Shen Wei thinking he's only minorly hurt, take 2 byrlyqueer
winter has come byextrapenguin
Shen Wei accidentally (or not) ingests poison meant for Zhao Yunlan byxparrot
muffled screams byduckwhatduck
Like a snowglobe byfrith_in_thorns
So! In the hopes of getting me to write something, and because this is what I'm feeling most wobbly about: it's time for hurt/comfort comment-fic!
Leave me a prompt/request for h/c, any hurt or any comfort, short or long as you want -- if it's character-specific, Guardian WeiLan please, that's all I'm in the mood to write; if that's not your thing then please leave a more general prompt! I don't promise to write anything (nor do I promise to write an actual commentfic and not some 10K-word monster, knowing me) but I would love any inspiration.
And if one of the prompts happens to tickle your fancy, please post your own comment fic (art, etc!) here (any fandoms, any characters) -- the more h/c the merrier!
The fills! \o/
(as of Nov. 23)
The Sundial goes full Equivalent Exchange. by
frith_in_thornsaftermath of torture by
xparrotShen Wei is having trouble focusing (and how!) by
xparrotHypothermia and cuddling for warmth (or: Shen Wei Is The Least Reliable Narrator) by
yue_ixShen Wei has a weird allergic reaction by
frith_in_thornsNightmares (and knives) by
xparrotShen Wei suddenly has the power to hear people's dreams by
nayeFanart: Scars by
yue_ixComfort tea & hypothermia by
marycrawfordWings, the kind that stay inside until they tear their way out by
frith_in_thornsScars (AU fic for yue_ix's art) by
xparrotDragged away screaming by
marycrawfordShen Wei thinking he's minorly hurt, but it's actually a lot worse by
wintersoldier77Zhao Yunlan has a literal healing cock by
xparrotShen Wei thinking he's only minorly hurt, take 2 by
rlyqueerwinter has come by
extrapenguinShen Wei accidentally (or not) ingests poison meant for Zhao Yunlan by
xparrotmuffled screams by
duckwhatduckLike a snowglobe by
frith_in_thorns
Comfort!tea served by Zhao Yunlan
Date: 2019-10-02 11:11 am (UTC)Re: Comfort!tea served by Zhao Yunlan
Date: 2019-10-06 12:04 pm (UTC)Shen Wei blinks into the dark, ice crystals falling off his lashes, and tries to remember. Were they talking about tea, before? He must have missed it. It feels like he missed more than that.
“I know you don’t think I know anything about food, that I only know far too much about alcohol, but—” Zhao Yunlan seems to be having an argument with him that he can’t remember starting. Or contributing to.
“I never said that,” Shen Wei croaks.
“Oh, there you are,” Zhao Yunlan says, and his voice is very soft. Closer than before. Warmer. “Shen Wei?”
“Zhao Yunlan,” Shen Wei says, more or less automatically, and then stops. “I can’t see anything.”
Zhao Yunlan chuckles. “Me either. My phone died about an hour ago, but it’s probably close to midnight. Don’t worry, we’ll make it to morning.”
That’s…not as reassuring as Zhao Yunlan probably meant it to be. “Where are we?”
Zhao Yunlan’s breathing is very slow, steady, and that helps. “Oh. We’re in an ice cave. Do you remember Li Xia, the suspect we were after? She raised an ice storm—you shielded us—”
Shen Wei tries to find his memories, but though ice storm sounds vaguely relevant, everything else is a blank. He tries to shake his head, then realizes. “You can’t see me,” he says, mournful.
“No, I can’t,” Zhao Yunlan agrees. “I wish I could.”
There’s something wrapped around Shen Wei, something that feels heavy, but he’s not sure what it is. It doesn’t hurt, so it probably isn’t chains. “Where are we?”
Zhao Yunlan’s breath hitches, then steadies again. “We’re in an ice cave. Does your head hurt?”
Shen Wei wants to shake his head again, but remembers just in time. “No, I don’t think so.” He tries to take stock of how he feels, but it’s difficult. He must have a body, but he can’t seem to locate any particulars about its wellbeing. “Are you—Zhao Yunlan, are you all right?”
“I’m fine,” Zhao Yunlan says, too fast for Shen Wei to feel reassured. “Can you please focus on yourself, for once? You need to stay awake, just to be safe. I can’t see you, and I can’t tell if you have a concussion, or if you’re just exhausted, or—”
Shen Wei tries to move his arm—he has an arm, that’s a positive, he might even have two—because the distress in Zhao Yunlan’s voice hurts, and he can’t listen to that and not respond. He reaches out into the darkness, or tries to, but his arm seems to be stuck inside something.
“Shen Wei?” Oh, that’s very close, almost as if Zhao Yunlan is talking right beside him. That is good. They shouldn’t be separated: everything is better when they’re not separated.
“Where are you?” Shen Wei asks, and the heavy weight around him tightens. Oh. “Is that you?”
“That’s me,” Zhao Yunlan confirms, and now Shen Wei can feel breath tickle his ear. “Do you need me to move, or—”
“No,” Shen Wei says. That’s one question he can answer. “I—I like to know where you are.’
“I like that, too,” Zhao Yunlan says, and his voice is so soft, and Shen Wei can feel his eyes close, can feel himself drift peacefully away—
“No, that’s not allowed,” Zhao Yunlan tells him, firm, and it feels like something unpleasant is happening. Is the ground shaking? “Shen Wei. Stay here. I’m not done talking to you.”
Oh, of course. “Please continue,” Shen Wei says politely.
Zhao Yunlan makes a sound in the back of his throat. “Right. So. Do you want me to tell you where we are, and what happened, or would you like me to keep talking about everything that’s inside my kitchen cupboards? I don’t mind.”
Shen Wei tries to keep track of so many things at once, like where his feet are, and how many arms he currently has, but anything Zhao Yunlan asks him will always have precedence. Anything he says is important, especially the things he doesn’t say. “You were talking about tea,” he says. “You must be thirsty. I’m sorry I can’t make you any—”
Zhao Yunlan interrupts him. “No, that’s all right. I promised to make you some good tea, do you remember? When we met? And I never did. So let me tell you all about it, because I’m going to do that, when we get back.”
Shen Wei hums a little, because it sounds nice. “You own tea? Not—teabags?” He really didn’t mean to sound so doubtful.
Zhao Yunlan chuckles. “I do. I just haven’t had time to unpack it yet. We never have time to do all the things we want…” He sighs a little. “I went to that little tea store under the museum, the one with all the tea pots in the window, you remember? And I asked them what to buy for a very discerning connoisseur, what kind of tea would make a good gift—are you listening?”
Shen Wei hums, again. He isn’t sure who this elevated personage is that Zhao Yunlan was buying tea for, maybe some connection of his father’s? But he could listen to him talk in that warm, soft voice forever. And it might be his imagination, but everything else around him, everything inside him feels a little warmer, too.
Re: Comfort!tea served by Zhao Yunlan
Date: 2019-10-06 01:01 pm (UTC)I LOVE IT SO MUUUUCH. I am a little emotional? OH. This Shen Wei POV - how he's not sure of anything, including where they are or why Zhao Yunlan is talking or how many arms he has, but oh. He knows he wants to be close to Zhao Yunlan, and he knows that he wants to know where Zhao Yunlan is, and he knows he wants to go make tea for him (even though he needs to get the whole...body not moving...situation sorted first) and he doesn't know who Zhao Yunlan could possibly have been buying such refined tea for.
Ajkldsgljsdkjfh SHEN WEI.
Also Zhao Yunlan!! With his calm patience even when he must be completely terrified, and taking care of Shen Wei the only way he can, and having gone to the special tea store to get Shen Wei a gift and then he didn't have time to unpack it hjfgslfhkdj NOOOO it's too soft?!?
I'm just. Wow. ♥
Re: Comfort!tea served by Zhao Yunlan
Date: 2019-10-06 05:48 pm (UTC)Aw thank you so much, I'm so glad to hear that! I haven't written Shen Wei POV before, or any flashfic in ages either, and it's so reassuring and cheering to hear that this worked for you. <3
(even though he needs to get the whole...body not moving...situation sorted first)
Poor Shen Wei is SO OUT OF IT and it's fun but also a little tricky. So here's a question, if I clean this up for AO3: should I include more details? He's mostly frozen and exhausted, because he changed the storm's course and built them an ice shelter with powers and then collapsed, but he isn't awake enough to know that? Or is that just all scaffolding that gets in the way of the good stuff, ie soft talk and closeness?
Re: Comfort!tea served by Zhao Yunlan
Date: 2019-10-06 06:59 pm (UTC)I am the worst person to ask for that, because I am still super impressed that you managed such a great in medias res piece, and think this worked great! Also as you said, Shen Wei is a bit too out of it to know what's happened? So it stands fantastically well on its own, but if you wanted to add more details - you're such a good writer I could see a slightly longer version also being brilliant?
So yeah, that's no help at all I'm afraid! But if doing short pieces without scaffolding is new to you, maybe it'd be nice to post it just to see how people react, and have it in your AO3 catalogue of things you've actually written?
Re: Comfort!tea served by Zhao Yunlan
Date: 2019-10-06 08:25 pm (UTC)That is TOTALLY GOOD ADVICE and I will take it - I admit I asked my regular beta the same thing and she said SHUT UPPPP WITH YOUR ‘it’s probably too short and not comforting enough’ :D :D (she is also right)
So I will put it up on AO3 and just feel good about having finished a thing without overthinking it, and thanks for helping me figure that out!
Re: Comfort!tea served by Zhao Yunlan
Date: 2019-10-06 08:51 pm (UTC)Re: Comfort!tea served by Zhao Yunlan
Date: 2019-10-06 01:03 pm (UTC)Shen Wei tries to keep track of so many things at once, like where his feet are, and how many arms he currently has, but anything Zhao Yunlan asks him will always have precedence. Anything he says is important, especially the things he doesn’t say.
This is painful and funny and so Shen Wei and just...I am not sure whether to ow or aww but. Yes!
They shouldn’t be separated: everything is better when they’re not separated.
YES THIS FOREVER ;___;
...and they're going to be rescued and then Zhao Yunlan can unpack that tea and make him a cup to warm him up!! ;_;
Re: Comfort!tea served by Zhao Yunlan
Date: 2019-10-06 05:58 pm (UTC)Awww, heh, no guilt from me at any rate, I'm so happy to hear that! I hurt them because I love them, and so do we all :D
...and they're going to be rescued and then Zhao Yunlan can unpack that tea and make him a cup to warm him up!! ;_;
HECK YEAH that is totally going to happen. And I picture Shen Wei still being a little sweet and soft even when they're home, enough that he's genuinely surprised when it turns out that this very fancy expensive tea is for him...
Thanks so much, and thanks again for starting this whole avalanche of delicious fic!
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Date: 2019-10-06 05:51 pm (UTC)Re: Comfort!tea served by Zhao Yunlan
Date: 2019-10-06 06:04 pm (UTC)Re: Comfort!tea served by Zhao Yunlan
Date: 2019-10-06 06:13 pm (UTC)*wanders back to my 27k monster*
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Date: 2019-10-06 06:12 pm (UTC)Re: Comfort!tea served by Zhao Yunlan
Date: 2019-10-09 01:05 pm (UTC)Re: Comfort!tea served by Zhao Yunlan
Date: 2019-10-06 08:15 pm (UTC)Re: Comfort!tea served by Zhao Yunlan
Date: 2019-10-09 01:07 pm (UTC)Re: Comfort!tea served by Zhao Yunlan
Date: 2019-10-07 03:25 am (UTC)Oh, Shen Wei. *teary*
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Date: 2019-10-09 01:08 pm (UTC)Re: Comfort!tea served by Zhao Yunlan
Date: 2019-10-07 07:26 am (UTC)Re: Comfort!tea served by Zhao Yunlan
Date: 2019-10-09 01:09 pm (UTC)Re: Comfort!tea served by Zhao Yunlan
Date: 2019-10-07 11:45 am (UTC)Re: Comfort!tea served by Zhao Yunlan
Date: 2019-10-09 01:10 pm (UTC)Re: Comfort!tea served by Zhao Yunlan
Date: 2019-10-09 06:25 pm (UTC)Re: Comfort!tea served by Zhao Yunlan
Date: 2019-10-07 04:15 pm (UTC)Lovely work, this is great!
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Date: 2019-10-09 01:11 pm (UTC)