Heat / Summertime / Beach Episode
Prompt fest from 16 August 2021 to 29 August 2021 in the Disciples of Zhou Zishu server. The prompts were HEAT (for single-word), SUMMERTIME (for setting) and BEACH EPISODE (for trope).
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A lake, a lazy summer afternoon, and a shameless husband.
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- Part 1 of Wenzhou Prompts and Drabbles
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It’s the same old story. Until three months ago, Zhou Zishu drove fast cars, wore nice suits, and killed people for an ideologue superpower. Now he day-drinks on the beach and waits for the poison pill in his back tooth to degrade.
He’s not going back.
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Or: Zhou Zishu thinks he’s Sad Tropical Daniel Craig. Wen Kexing is here to start some fires. It's very silly.
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For the first time since they started dating, Wen Kexing went on a business trip, leaving Zhou Zishu at home, looking after Wen Kexing's herb garden and sourdough starter. In the foreign country that was the kitchen of his own home, Zhou Zishu took care of the things that Wen Kexing cared for.
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Collection of Junzhe ficlets
1. Filming era, pre-get together fluff: Zhang-laoshi has a great idea for the script. Ma-jie and Xiao Chu are...less convinced
2. Many years post-canon (no reference to 813): Zhang-laoshi goes on holiday with his familySeries
- Part 3 of Help me up, I can still ship
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Seashell Resonance by ghostybreads
Fandoms: 天涯客 | Faraway Wanderers - priest, 山河令 | Word of Honor (TV 2021)
20 Aug 2021
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She pushed her white-rimmed, cat eye sunglasses back up to her hair and sat up to lean on her arms, pulling one knee to her chest and leaving her other leg extended. Zhou Zishu, of course, was walking straight to her. Wen Kexing narrowed her eyes, smiling like a predator sizing up the competition. The saltwater clung to Zhou Zishu’s athletic form, dripping down from the side of her neck to the purple bite mark on her collarbone, and making her want to deepen the colour, the claim, again.
“Hey beautiful, can I get your number?” Wen Kexing sweetly asked, earning herself the most dramatic eye roll Zhou Zishu could manage.
“No, I’m not interested. Please leave me alone.”