time for an h/c comment fest!
Oct. 2nd, 2019 03:19 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
The 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. by
frith_in_thorns
aftermath of torture by
xparrot
Shen Wei is having trouble focusing (and how!) by
xparrot
Hypothermia and cuddling for warmth (or: Shen Wei Is The Least Reliable Narrator) by
yue_ix
Shen Wei has a weird allergic reaction by
frith_in_thorns
Nightmares (and knives) by
xparrot
Shen Wei suddenly has the power to hear people's dreams by
naye
Fanart: Scars by
yue_ix
Comfort tea & hypothermia by
marycrawford
Wings, the kind that stay inside until they tear their way out by
frith_in_thorns
Scars (AU fic for yue_ix's art) by
xparrot
Dragged away screaming by
marycrawford
Shen Wei thinking he's minorly hurt, but it's actually a lot worse by
wintersoldier77
Zhao Yunlan has a literal healing cock by
xparrot
Shen Wei thinking he's only minorly hurt, take 2 by
rlyqueer
winter has come by
extrapenguin
Shen Wei accidentally (or not) ingests poison meant for Zhao Yunlan by
xparrot
muffled screams by
duckwhatduck
Like a snowglobe by
frith_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
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
aftermath of torture by
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Shen Wei is having trouble focusing (and how!) by
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Hypothermia and cuddling for warmth (or: Shen Wei Is The Least Reliable Narrator) by
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Shen Wei has a weird allergic reaction by
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Nightmares (and knives) by
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Shen Wei suddenly has the power to hear people's dreams by
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Fanart: Scars by
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Comfort tea & hypothermia by
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Wings, the kind that stay inside until they tear their way out by
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Scars (AU fic for yue_ix's art) by
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Dragged away screaming by
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Shen Wei thinking he's minorly hurt, but it's actually a lot worse by
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Zhao Yunlan has a literal healing cock by
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Shen Wei thinking he's only minorly hurt, take 2 by
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
winter has come by
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Shen Wei accidentally (or not) ingests poison meant for Zhao Yunlan by
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
muffled screams by
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Like a snowglobe by
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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Date: 2019-10-06 11:26 pm (UTC)He tumbles through the air, wind rough against his skin, and the world spins around him, and his breath is a tight knot of terror.
this is it this is really it oh fuck —
The ground comes racing to swallow him up and he spots Shen Wei, cries out in an internal wail because he doesn't want Shen Wei to watch him die, no no no —
Then —
something. Sensation, ripping agony, a change of motion. A lurching swirl instead of a fall, spinning round like a sycamore seed, slowed and whirled, hitting the ground seconds later (an infinity of seconds later — he should already be dead) feet-first, knees-second, slamming into tarmac at a bloodying, bruising speed.
Not a lethal impact. Though it should have been.
He lifts his head, sees Shen Wei staring at him, stunned, feels such a strange sensation on his back. And pain, the wet slickness of blood trickling across his skin.
Feathers.
They are there when he turns his head stiffly. Wings — black, shining, glorious. On him. His breath catches and he stares, reaches a hand across his shoulder to touch them, feels the pull of pain where they ripped through his skin. "What…" he whispers.
"I'm sorry," Shen Wei says. Pleads. He has his hand outstretched, where his dark energy must have fluttered around his fingers, the same black as the feathers. "I — you were —"
Zhao Yunlan is still breathless. He flexes muscles he's never used before, but somehow he understands in this moment how to use them and his wings respond, spreading and then folding. "You did this?" he says.
Shen Wei nods. "I didn't — It was all I could — I don't know how to undo it —"
He reaches out a hand, hesitantly. Zhao Yunlan turns, feels Shen Wei's trembling fingers stroke the pinions, the bones. The skin on his back where his shirt must hang in shreds.
Shen Wei takes a harsh breath. "I'm sorry," he whispers, again.
Zhao Yunlan turns swiftly. Shen Wei's hand is streaked with blood. "No," he says. "Don't apologise."
"But," Shen Wei says, "I did this to you."
Zhao Yunlan opens his wings, carefully. There's strength coiled there, potential, wonder. He holds his breath, and tries to flap them. He's uncoordinated and although he lifts from the ground it's less flying and more flinging himself a few metres forward, a low arc. He turns back, does it again, barrels into Shen Wei who catches him, braces him, still shocked and wide-eyed.
"I guess I need practice," Zhao Yunlan says.
"Practice?" Shen Wei says. "Zhao Yunlan, I —"
"Wings," Zhao Yunlan says. "You gave me wings," and he folds them around him and Shen Wei, a laugh bubbling up through him, bright with joy.
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Date: 2019-10-07 12:41 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2019-10-07 01:04 am (UTC)cries out in an internal wail because he doesn't want Shen Wei to watch him die, no no no —
OMG both of them, PRIORITIES, guys! Your priorities! (are amazing and beautiful and I love them so much)
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Date: 2019-10-07 07:03 pm (UTC)Shen Wei is all busy being BUT I DID SOMETHING IRREVOCABLE TO ~YOUR BODY~ and Zhao Yunlan is just *hearteyes* at him. Darlings.
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Date: 2019-10-07 03:09 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2019-10-07 03:35 am (UTC)I love how utterly contradictory their reactions to it are. *^^* Because of course they are. (WINGS.)
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Date: 2019-10-07 09:03 pm (UTC)Wings! Thank you!
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Date: 2019-10-07 09:22 am (UTC)OH that so hits me where I live. Man, I love how much you packed into this, it's inspiring!
"I'm sorry," Shen Wei says. Pleads.
OH SHEN WEI. Of course he would apologize...for saving ZYL's life. And of COURSE Zhao Yunlan is delighted <3 That all feels so utterly them, and I really hope someone paints this moment, because it cries out for art!
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Date: 2019-10-07 09:34 pm (UTC)Shen Wei is just... like that. But so is Zhao Yunlan. (I love them so much.)
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Date: 2019-10-07 12:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-10-07 09:35 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-10-07 05:34 pm (UTC)Zhao Yunlan plummeting to his death and thinking he doesn't want Shen Wei to see? I CAN'T. These two and their care for each other absolutely no matter what...!
And then Shen Wei saving him and apologizing for the method, and Zhao Yunlan having wings and being alive and delighted...!
ALSO WING HUGS.
*loves*
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Date: 2019-10-07 09:37 pm (UTC)They care about each other so much! And obviously Shen Wei has no time to stop and think, he just acted on pure instinct, and is then so horrified about saving Zhao Yunlan wrong. And so confused by Zhao Yunlan being happy!
Wing hugs are the best. Like hugs, but MORE HUGS!
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Date: 2019-10-07 06:58 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-10-07 09:36 pm (UTC)