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Remember to label pairing (all Guardian pairings, RPS of the actors and crossovers between actors welcome) AND kink.
Remember to label pairing (all Guardian pairings, RPS of the actors and crossovers between actors welcome) AND kink.
Guardian, Shen Wei/Zhao Xinci
Date: 2020-03-04 08:03 am (UTC)Guardian, Shen Wei/Zhao Yunlan, casual bondage
Date: 2020-03-04 08:47 am (UTC)Guardian, Zhu Hong/any , Da Qing/any xeno (different biology)
Date: 2020-03-04 02:33 pm (UTC)This would work well with any media. Visuals, lists of characteristics, medical charts, misunderstandings shenanigans, Something Made Them Go In Rut (sex-pollen/ANTDI).
FILL: Bai Yu/Zhu Yilong, those ReFa ads (part 1/?)
Date: 2020-03-10 11:12 pm (UTC)Bai Yu looks up from his phone when the door opens, calling out. A beloved voice responds, soft and warm, but something is off.
Getting up and leaning against the entrance wall, Bai Yu watches Zhu Yilong close the door to their hotel room, shoulders rounded by exhaustion.
“Long day?” He asks.
“Yes. But I’m glad to see you now.” His smile is as fond, just as gorgeous though weighted down at the corners by fatigue. They’ve had to cancel their last few planned rendez-vous, and Bai Yu missed him terribly. Still, he doesn’t want to deprive Zhu Yilong of his rest. They had plans, but Bai Yu has hands. The plans can wait.
“You’re tired. Let’s just watch TV tonight.”
Zhu Yikong shakes his head, removing his coat. “No. No, I am okay. I want this.” He looks up at Bai Yu then, pleading. “I need this.”
Bai Yu stays silent, considering. Zhu Yilong hops on one foot, untying his shoes slowly, the laces slipping from his clumsy fingers.
Something in Bai Yu snaps. “Fine,” he agrees, and strides forward until he runs into Zhu Yilong’s space, then goes onward until he has him caged between his arms. Zhu Yilong’s whole focus is on him now, lips parted and eyes wide. “But I’m in charge tonight. You just sit back and let me lead, alright?”
Zhu Yilong closes and opens his mouth a few times, then he smiles, wide and radiant. “Alright. I love you.”
Bai Yu feels himself flushing bright red. He hides his burning face in Zhu Yilong’s neck and kisses the side of it. “Thank you.”
Zhu Yilong caresses Bai Yu’s hair, pressing him closer and saying, “No, thank you,” between kissing his ear, his cheek, his jaw, and finally his mouth.
They kiss for a while, softly, trading soft touches above clothing in the entryway. Bai Yu parts, breathing quicker, and tugs at Zhu Yilong’s tie playfully. “Come, now. Let’s get you comfortable.”
Zhu Yilong follows him with a dazed air, letting Bai Yu guide him by the tie like a loose leash, and Bai Yu thinks: oh.
They walk to the reading corner, where Bai Yu pushes Zhu Yilong into a plushed armchair. “Sit,” he says, and Zhu Yilong slinks down, boneless, legs spread wide. His eyes are closed and his head bent back. Obedient.
Bai Yu inhales, looking his fill. A pliant Zhu Yilong makes for a sinful plateau. There is so much of him, offered freely.
One thing at a time, Bai Yu thinks. Bai Yu unknots the tie, lets it slide free of Zhu Yilong’s collar slowly.
Re: FILL: Bai Yu/Zhu Yilong, those ReFa ads (part 2:?)
Date: 2020-03-11 03:05 am (UTC)Zhu Yilong blinks at him curiously; Bai Yu lifts his eyebrows. In a slow deliberate arc, he moves both of Zhu Yilong’s arms aside, pressed them down on the chair’s armrests with just enough pressure to punctuate the silent request.
Zhu Yilong licks his lips, nods, closes his long fingers around the chair and becomes very still. Bai Yu picks up where he left off, careful as he slides each little disc through its eyelet. Zhu Yilong is looking at his hands as they work, head bent, breathing modulated to silence.
Bai Yu brushes hair off his forehead. “Would you like the lights closed?”
“You like to see me,” Zhu Yilong says.
“I did not ask you what I want. I asked you what you want.”
Zhu Yilong hesitates.He must truly be overworked, to revert back to uncertainty and his unending need to please. As they grew closer, Zhu Yilong got a lot better at asking for things and taking what he wanted, but sometimes when his head is full of noises he falls back on old habits. Bai Yu has a couple strategies to help with that.
He slides Zhu Yilong’s tie free and holds it up. “Do you want this as a blindfold, or as a gag?”
Zhu Yilong’s cheeks heat, his eyes fan down. At last he says, “Eyes. I’d like-“
He stops. Bai Yu cups his face, feeling tender. Zhu Yilong is self-assured and clear voiced, except when it comes to stating his own pleasures. That’s mostly why Bai Yu makes him say them out loud. He knows Zhu Yilong’s preferences well by now, could take complete charge and turn Zhu Yilong into a quivering mess quickly.
Yet, he also knows that amongst the folds of Zhu Yilong’s kinks is the rush of helpless trust Zhu Yilong feels at displaying his truths and desires.
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Date: 2020-03-11 03:07 am (UTC)Kink: Non-con, mind control, orgasm denial, forced orgasm
It's pretty much tacitly accepted in fandom that the Rebel Leader could control minds. What else could he control? When Ye Zun grew up pretty and powerless, what might the Rebel Leader have forced him to do? Could he have ordered Ye Zun to suck him but not to choke? Could he have ordered him not to come - or forced him to come again and again? What might he have done as a punishment...or reward?
Alternatively, Ye Zun could be playing out (or repeating) this pattern on ZYL or SW (or both).
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Date: 2020-03-11 02:01 pm (UTC)Pairing: Ye Zun/Zhao Yunlan OR Ye Zun/Zhao Yunlan/Shen Wei
Kink: Explicit consent, mind control, body control, delayed orgasm, edging, forced orgasm (optional incest)
Zhao Yunlan agrees to let Ye Zun use his mind/body control powers on him. This could be anything from fluffy smut (ZYL finds out about his abilities and says, "Oh, we gotta try that,") to angst (Ye Zun is working through processing the things that happened to him and this is part of that) to pure porn (no context given, just kinky sex), or more! Choose your own adventure!
Re: FILL: Bai Yu/Zhu Yilong, those ReFa ads (part 2:?)
Date: 2020-03-11 03:37 pm (UTC)Re: FILL: Bai Yu/Zhu Yilong, those ReFa ads (part 2:?)
Date: 2020-03-11 06:53 pm (UTC)*shakes pompoms*
Re: FILL: Bai Yu/Zhu Yilong, those ReFa ads (part 3/?)
Date: 2020-03-12 01:14 am (UTC)Satisfied, Bai Yu leans over.
“What would you like?” He asks again, his mouth near Zhu Yilong’s ear but not touching him. “I can use my mouth and make you come quickly, and we can go to bed early. That would be fun. But I think,” he drops his voice, lets his words tease the curve of Zhu Yilong’s ear. “I think you want something different tonight. What do you want, Long-ge?”
Zhu Yilong’s legs twitch. His arms flex but don’t let go of the chair.
“I want,” he licks his lips. “I would like to calm down. Stop thinking. To not be here, or me, for a little while. I know it’s selfish, but—“
“Shh,” Bai Yu cuts off the self-depreciation. “Only what you want, for right now, between us. What else?”
“I - don’t know.”
“I can help you relax and let go. Make you focus on the here and now and us. Would you like that?”
Zhu Yilong sighs, some tension escaping as if steam from a cooling engine. He tilts his head back, his dark crown resting on Bai Yu’s shoulder. “Yes.”
“Would you like your hands tied as well?”
“No.”
Bai Yu kisses his forehead. “Do you want to orgasm tonight?”
“I- yes. Eventually.”
Heat flares in Bai Yu’s stomach. He meant to ask if this relaxation would have more of a sensual or a sexual focus, but Zhu Yilong just opened a new door.
“Do you want me to decide whether you come or not?” He asks, aiming to keep his voice neutral.
Zhu Yilong groans and sinks further into the chair, as if his perfect posture melted a little. “Yes,” he says, low and rough.
Bai Yu bites his lower lip so as not to groan himself.
“Alright. I can do that. Zhu Yilong, I will make you feel good. You simply need to sit, listen to me, and relax. Let me take care of you tonight.”
A flush has spread from Zhu Yilong’s ears to his chest. Bai Yu nibbles on his earlobe, watching Zhu Yilong’s breath catch.
“Yes. Please,” says Zhu Yilong, and the plea goes straight to Bai Yu’s groin, his eyes fluttering shut.
“Alright, alright. Shush for now,” he half-orders, half-pleads. Zhu Yilong can undo him via words alone, and Bai Yu needs at least some of his wits to untangle Zhu Yilong’s stress and leave him a sated mess.
Bai Yu unbuttons a few of his own shirt’s buttons, rolls up his sleeves, and stretches his wrists. He settles his hands on Zhu Yilong’s shoulders and give them a gentle squeeze and push, encouraging him to lean forward. Zhu Yilong folds, exposing the arc of his spine.
Bai Yu gives the shoulders a slight twist in thanks, then strengthens his grip. In a deliberate escalation of pressure, he kneads Zhu Yilong’s shoulders over his clothes, walks his knuckles up his trapezoids, knobs firmly at the tension points lining Zhu Yilong’s neck, sliding over and dipping under his shirt collar, pressing at the root of his nape where fine hair disappear.
Bai Yu rakes his fingers up Zhu Yilong’s hair, kneading and tugging gently at his longer locks at the top, avoiding the blindfold, sweeping his bangs back and letting the strands escape his grip one by one.
He repeats this over and over, until Zhu Yilong’s pliant and soft, his body unconsciously following his massaging hands as a pendulum, letting himself be moved to Bai Yu’s touch as waves answer the moon.
“Long-ge,” Bai Yu calls out softly.
It takes a moment for Zhu Yilong to reply, and even then he sounds far away. “Hmm?”
Bai Yu smiles fondly. “Do you want to sleep, now?”
A small frown slowly crinkles Zhu Yilong’s brow, above the tie. “No? This’s nice.”
“Alright. Then I’ll take off your clothes, now,” Bai Yu tells him.
Zhu Yilong hums and sprawls back into the chair, letting his laxed limbs spread wide, head titles back and lips soft.
Bai Yu gives in to temptation and kisses them, gentle at first, then more firmly as Zhu Yilong parts his lips in invitation and Bai Yu sinks into him, wet and hot and easy.
Re: FILL: Bai Yu/Zhu Yilong, those ReFa ads (part 4/?)
Date: 2020-03-12 07:49 pm (UTC)Bai Yu braces himself on the back of the chair and goes back down like a mermaid needs the sea. He kisses Zhu Yilong fiercely, pouring his lust and devotion into Zhu Yilong via licks and sounds.
Bai Yu comes up for air, Zhu Yilong tries to follow his movement. Bai Yu’s hands framing Zhu Yilong’s face are the only thing keeping them separated.
Zhu Yikong looks debauched. His hair is messy from Bai Yu’s roaming hands, his lips shine with Bai Yu’s claim, his face is slightly flushed underneath the makeshift blindfold, which lies crooked over closed eyes.
Bai Yu struggles to regain some control. He straddles Zhu Yilong’s thighs, knowing from joyful experience Zhu Yilong can easily take his weight. Carefully, he slides the tie back in place and tightens the knot with a tug. Zhu Yilong gasps, softly.
Bai Yu lets his hands glide from Zhu Yilong’s hair to his throat, then his chest, resuming his slow massage. He follows the same paths with his lips, mouths the dip between Zhu Yilong’s clavicles, trades kneading with small bites over both pectorals. Zhu Yilong has started moving under his hands, arching into the touch as if his very skin was starving for contact. He jolts when Bai Yu closes his teeth over his nipples and sucks.
Bai Yu flashes him a grin around the nub, looking up through his lashes before remembering Zhu Yilong can’t see him. He’s glad he looked though, because Zhu Yilong’s face is a mask of naked desire the likes Bai Yu rarely sees, even less so in a context where he can savour it. The blindfold seems to liberate Zhu Yilong from performing to his self-imposed arbitrary rhythm and intensity. As a bonus, it also allows Bai Yu to watch Zhu Yilong’s every expression, to listen to his sounds and map his body and his reactions at his leisure.
Bai Yu hums around Zhu Yilong’s nipple and pinches his side lightly before soothing the spot with his fingers, and enjoys how Zhu Yilong squirms against him. He especially likes how Zhu Yilong keeps his hands firmly on the armrest.
Sliding to his knees between Zhu Yilong’s long legs, Bai Yu gently pries the open shirt out of his dress pants. He unbuttons his own trousers at the same time, hoping to provide some relief from the pressure of patience to his filling cock.
That’s when he remembers something important. “Hey, babe,” he calls out. “Can I use one of your massagers on you? The shiny one?”
Zhu Yilong rasps, “Of course. In my bag, like last time.”
Last time, it had been Zhu Yilong who had used it on Bai Yu, part of a long night of teasing, and Bai Yu knows Zhu Yilong has willingly agreed to be on the receiving end of the same treatment.
He gets up and retrieves the massager, bringing it back to the chair.
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Date: 2020-03-13 02:23 am (UTC)Guardian, Shen Wei in gold lip paint
Date: 2020-03-13 03:15 pm (UTC)Why? What was the the context? Was it for a ritual? An undercover thing for a case? A performance of some sort? Something kinkier? Something angstier?
(There was a lovely branching discussion about this on Twitter, if you want a starting point: https://twitter.com/glymrs/status/1233747206852640771, but I'm honestly interested in as many interpretations of this idea as people want to throw out there. Go wild!)
Bai (Hei) Qi/Fu Hongxue, dubcon, hurt/comfort, aftercare
Date: 2020-03-13 03:27 pm (UTC)The two are lovers/friends with benefits but recently they haven't been getting along. Fu Hongxue leaves one day and doesn't come back until a week later, apparently having been held captive and tortured somewhere. Bai Qi doesn't care and insists they fuck. Too tired and in too much pain, Fu Hongxue doesn't put up a fight and they do it. But it hurts too much, Fu Hongxue cries and begs to slow down but Bai Qi won't listen... until after he's done and takes a closer look at Fu Hongxue and feels terrible.
Bai Qi nurses him back to health (while planning how to find and destroy those that hurt Fu Hongxue).
WeiLan (Guardian), novel or drama, praise kink
Date: 2020-03-13 05:08 pm (UTC)This request is a scene/set up where Zhao Yunlan accidentally calls Shen Wei "good boy" during foreplay or even just when flirting and that is how they both discover that Shen Wei gets off on being praised. Bonus for Shen Wei being mortally (heh) embarrassed by this discovery but learning to enjoy it (via Zhao Yunlan, ofc).
Re: FILL: Bai Yu/Zhu Yilong, those ReFa ads (part 2:?)
Date: 2020-03-13 05:12 pm (UTC)"amongst the folds of Zhu Yilong’s kinks is the rush of helpless trust Zhu Yilong feels at displaying his truths and desires."
It is just SEXY all on its own but wow loving this whole story!
Re: Hei Pao Kink - ZYL getting it on with SW in his Hei Pao clothes and mask.
Date: 2020-03-13 06:45 pm (UTC)This fanart might also hit this kink for you! https://twitter.com/yuedraws/status/1229625094059720705?s=20
Guardian, Shen Wei/Zhao Yunlan, Shen Wei wearing a collar and kneeling for Zhao Yunlan
Date: 2020-03-13 09:58 pm (UTC)Bonus: Shen Wei makes his own collar and gives it to Zhao Yunlan hoping he will put it on him, because none of the ones he could find were what he wanted. So he /learned/ leatherworking and made one himself.
Guardian Drama, Shen Wei/Chu Shuzhi, Shen Wei healing and comforting Chu Shuzhi after rescuing him
Date: 2020-03-13 10:16 pm (UTC)Optional: Chu Shuzhi is grateful and smitten and offers sex (optional whether Shen Wei takes him up on it)
FILL: Remembrance
Date: 2020-03-14 12:00 pm (UTC)-
Zhao Yunlan misses the one year anniversary. He doesn't mean to, of course, but immediately prior to the big day, he's at a symposium in Cold City, giving a lecture on security protocols in relation to Dixing powers. Then a storm forces all flights to become suspended and he spends the entire day, along with the next one, waiting at an airport and only has two brief phone conversations with Shen Wei, who is in Dixing.
When Zhao Yunlan finally gets back to Dragon City, all the celebrations are over and he's only given a small piece of cake as a token. It's his father who personally comes to his apartment to hand it to him and, although Zhao Yunlan wants to tell him to fuck off, he just smiles and accepts it.
-
The second anniversary goes better. Zhao Yunlan wakes up in his own bed, not exactly alone, thanks to Da Qing jumping on his chest and then out the open window.
Splashing noises are coming from the bathroom, undoubtedly made by Shen Wei. Zhao Yunlan stretches in the gloriously warm patch of sunlight hitting his bed and waits. After a period of silence, Shen Wei comes out fully dressed–he's wearing the Envoy's outer robe on top of a suit and shirt blacker than any fabric Zhao Yunlan has ever seen. His face is...
Shen Wei isn't wearing his mask, nor his glasses. His face is bare except for–Zhao Yunlan sits up to see better–some gold paint on his lips. His expression is unreadable and it makes worry twist inside Zhao Yunlan.
"Xiao Wei, baby, what is this?"
Shen Wei looks away before he answers, "Remembrance..."
Oh.
"...I need to make one appearance in Dixing to say a few words about him. Then I'm free to do whatever you like," Shen Wei continues and Zhao Yunlan feels like he's missing information.
"They like him now?"
"He gave them–us–light."
Two years ago Shen Wei had exploded Ye Zun and himself in a mix of light and dark energy. Shortly after, Zhao Yunlan had commited suicide by Guardian Lantern.
Somehow, however, a day after that, Zhao Yunlan had been spat back into his body and Shen Wei had miraculously reformed out of the floating energy in the middle of the throne room in Dixing. The Lantern had kept glowing, unerring, like the Sun since then.
After the shock of... rebirth? reincarnation? plain-old returning? had faded, Shen Wei had told Zhao Yunlan that in the nowhere and everywhere between time and space, Ye Zun had done something to keep the three of them from dying. Ultimately, Ye Zun had ended up forcing Zhao Yunlan out of the Lantern and replacing him with himself.
Why, Shen Wei had had no clue, Ye Zun hadn’t said.
The public had not been told of this, as far as Zhao Yunlan knew–only the top officials in Dixing.
Confusion must be showing on his face, because Shen Wei explains, "The news broke the day before the anniversary last year. My suspicion is that it was someone from the palace, a follower who had overheard, maybe. I think... most didn't believe it when they heard. But some wanted to show gratitude and respect and I–"
Silence engulfs the room, Shen Wei's eyes get teary and Zhao Yunlan puts two and two together. "You joined them in the tribute. That’s what the lipstick– You confirmed the rumor that way."
Shen Wei doesn't answer immediately, just grimaces, perhaps in an attempt to smile. "He's my brother. I couldn't leave him."
"Of course not," Zhao Yunlan agrees. Grabbing his clothes, he goes to the bathroom to get ready himself. He doesn’t have any scheduled appearances but damn, if he’s not going to spend the day glued to Shen Wei’s side.
-
Zhao Yunlan stares at himself in the mirror as he mulls over an idea.
He has been struggling with the Ye Zun situation since before it was neatly resolved. Because, see, Ye Zun had made Zhao Yunlan's worst nightmare a reality but he'd then saved him from it.
Then, there’s the fact that Ye Zun is Shen Wei's beloved brother, and Zhao Yunlan now knows the whole story of his terrible life and understands why he’d made his bad–absolutely horrible, completely shitty–choices.
Zhao Yunlan sighs and picks up the bottle of gold paint. The liquid is runnier than he expects and he makes a mess out of his face twice before he finally gets the paint to sit on his lips right. Except it looks dull, so much less vibrant than the brilliant glimmer on Shen Wei's lips. But Shen Wei needs to be on time and they have to get going, so there isn't enough time to redo it again; Zhao Yunlan leaves the bathroom.
Shen Wei is waiting for him, fiddling with his tie, frustratedly pulling it away from his throat. He lets go of it immediately when he sees Zhao Yunlan.
"You..."
"Do you like it?" Zhao Yunlan grins at him.
Shen Wei stares at him silently, his expression blank once again.
"If you don't, I can remove it," he backtracks.
"No. Don't. I love it. Just–" Shen Wei waves a hand in front of Zhao Yunlan's face, dark energy sweeping over him briefly. "Like this."
Everything feels the same.
Zhao Yunlan walks back to the bathroom mirror, where he sees the dull shine is now as bright as the paint on Shen Wei's lips.
"It reacts with dark energy," Shen Wei says from the doorway.
Zhao Yunlan hums in acknowledgement. Then, "Shall we go?" He makes a step toward Shen Wei and finds himself getting pulled in for a soft kiss.
"Thank you," Shen Wei whispers against Zhao Yunlan's smiling lips and pulls them into a portal.
-
Picture inspiration behind the dull/bright gold
Re: FILL: Remembrance
Date: 2020-03-14 06:55 pm (UTC)Bravo! I know you're relatively new to the fandom, and cannot wait to see what else you write! Thank you so much for filling my prompt! <3 <3 <3
Re: FILL: Remembrance
Date: 2020-03-14 07:20 pm (UTC)Re: FILL: Remembrance
Date: 2020-03-14 07:31 pm (UTC)I like the melancholy mood most of all. Fixing it through a sacrifice by Ye Zun is a wonderful idea. I care about Ye Zun, so that doesn't mean it turns everything hunky-dory. It's still sad. And of course he means a lot to Shen Wei, too. And the fact that Zhao Yunlan goes with him, wearing partner look lipstick, that's just a wonderful combination of sad and romantic.
Thank you for sharing!
Re: FILL: Remembrance
Date: 2020-03-14 08:03 pm (UTC)They are just as much for glymr's original prompt as they are for cyberbrain's story. The idea of the remembrance made me choose serious looks, black clothes, and subdued colors.
Re: FILL: Remembrance
Date: 2020-03-15 01:24 am (UTC)