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Wen Qing steps around the edge of the screen and freezes. At first she thinks Jiang Yanli is wearing some strange inner skirt made of a shimmering textured silk. Then it moves. Jiang Yanli’s eyes are dancing as she looks over her shoulder. “I thought I might surprise you,” she says. “I really do need help with this knot, though.” Her hands flutter towards the tie at her lower back just above where the—the only word Wen Qing can come up with is tentacles—emerge.
There are maybe a dozen of them, circling Jiang Yanli’s hips and spiralling gracefully down around her legs. The pale skin of her exposed back fades into a gorgeous lavender color with iridescent whorls of citrine and jade. The tentacles gleam as they sway gently with Jiang Yanli's breath. Wen Qing’s hands itch to touch—would the skin be smooth? Slick? Supple? If she parted those mesmerizing limbs, what would she find? Wen Qing shakes her head to clear her wandering thoughts and slowly brings her hands up to unpick the wet knot.
“So what part of Jiang Clan history does the rest of the world not know, then?”
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- Part 5 of Author's Favorites
- Part 1 of Jiang Family Tentacle AU
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HOW DID I NOT ALREADY HAVE A BOOKMARK FOR THE JIANG FAMILY TENTACLES AGENDA?
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Yes, With Tentacles by westiec
Part 5 of Author's FavoritesSeries Information:
ID: 2339123
Words: 48,306 | Works: 15 | Complete: No | Bookmarks: 6
Description:A little sampler of stuff I'm especially proud of.
Published: 2021-02-10
Work ID: 29328939Relationship Tags:
Work Summary:
Wen Qing steps around the edge of the screen and freezes. At first she thinks Jiang Yanli is wearing some strange inner skirt made of a shimmering textured silk. Then it moves. Jiang Yanli’s eyes are dancing as she looks over her shoulder. “I thought I might surprise you,” she says. “I really do need help with this knot, though.” Her hands flutter towards the tie at her lower back just above where the—the only word Wen Qing can come up with is tentacles—emerge.
There are maybe a dozen of them, circling Jiang Yanli’s hips and spiralling gracefully down around her legs. The pale skin of her exposed back fades into a gorgeous lavender color with iridescent whorls of citrine and jade. The tentacles gleam as they sway gently with Jiang Yanli's breath. Wen Qing’s hands itch to touch—would the skin be smooth? Slick? Supple? If she parted those mesmerizing limbs, what would she find? Wen Qing shakes her head to clear her wandering thoughts and slowly brings her hands up to unpick the wet knot.
“So what part of Jiang Clan history does the rest of the world not know, then?”
(Approximate) Last Read: 2026/04/21
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Wen Qing/Jiang Yanli, with tentacles!
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3 variations of tentacles… plus eggs