#bingjiu au where empress shen jiu would often kiss the heavenly demon sigil on their children. he loves the way the crimson mark would flare as each child giggle after he leaves a kiss. they would line up and wait, sometimes emperor luo binghe would also be at the end of it
patiently waiting for his turn with his arms crossed against his chest, a delighted smile on his lips
some children would clamber up to him, wanting to be carried in their father’s arms so by the time it’s his moment to get a kiss, he has two or more kids hanging on him
the kids would look at them with teasing eyes, chanting, “kiss! kiss! kiss!”
causing the empress to blush and hide behind his jade fan, glaring petulantly at luo binghe. the emperor would lean down and shen jiu has to hastily press his lips on his husband’s forehead
but it was enough for all their kids to squeal
the more possessive type (which they inevitably inherited from their father) would immediately tug on shen jiu's robes to get his attention until he picks them up to carry on his hips
the couple can often be seen walking around the palace with their hubbub of half-heavenly demon children. the emperor and empress breaking stereotypes by raising them on their own even if it means breaking their fierce images
for their anniversary, the emperor commissioned a huasheng piece for the empress. the forehead accessory carries the mark of the heavenly demon empire, one that can be worn comfortably even in battle
luo binghe let their kids gift it to his beloved. watching as shen jiu who’s still seated on his own throne bends down to their younger kids to put it on before the elder children fix the crooked emblem on the empress’ forehead
during the mornings, shen jiu would still do his routine of kissing the kid’s sigils
but now every night before they sleep, the kids would also take turns to kiss the emblem on shen jiu’s forehead and then they’d leave to their own chambers
and when they’re finally alone, luo binghe would cup shen jiu’s face, turning it to face him. shen jiu has his eyes cast down, fiddling with the ends of his hair while luo binghe takes off the huasheng from his hair before he too, presses his lips on the same spot of the emblem
end of thread // i tried looking up if theres’s a male version for huasheng but since i referred to shen jiu as the empress, i think it still fits hueeueueu
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#ranwan royalty au where everyone thinks noble consort chu doesn’t deserve emperor mo’s favor
the consort was hardly seen in public so everyone thinks that he was a weak and pampered noble
unbeknownst to them that the general fighting for the country in war is also chu wanning
they try so hard to vie for the emperor’s affection, trying to seduce him every chance they get despite their futile attempts
after all, the throne of the empress is still empty
noble consort chu’s scarce presence in the palace and his absences in the morning greetings of the harem made everyone think that he was a rude snob who doesn’t have any respect for etiquette
servant shen jiu accompanies young lady qiu haitang to emperor luo binghe’s bride selection only for the emperor to completely ignore all the young ladies and young masters of noble houses presented before him and declare
“i want him” while pointing at shen jiu
all his life, shen jiu never got the chance to taste luxury despite the fact that he was always surrounded by the riches of the qius — eyes always cast down, never staying too long on the pieces of jewelry and satins he’d help qiu haitang with
his life was the only thing he owns and he’d long since learned to never covet beyond what meager things he had under the cruel hands of qiu jianluo
idol chu wanning and body guard mo ran where the fans love shipping them together even though chu wanning have already said so many times in his interviews and lives that neither of them are interested in eachother in a romantic way
no one believes them though
not when mo ran goes beyond his job other than protecting him — everyone can see just how much the bodyguard cares for the idol
when he puts his hand between chu wanning’s head and the car’s roof so that he won’t bump his forehead as he goes out of the car
taxian-jun loves to rant — if he wasn’t talking dirty to his chu fei, he would be grumbling about how stupid some of his court officials are
only, taxian-jun doesn’t seem to notice this. he’d lay on chu fei’s lap, the concubine listening to his husband ramble with soft eyes
even during their meal times, taxian-jun would unknowingly start spilling about his days when he’s away from his chu fei. telling him miscellaneous things like how the golden hue of the moon last night reminded him of wanning or how the enemy’s general was a douchebag
chu fei would slowly eat during these times, making sure he’s on the same pace as taxian-jun
his eyes would trail the way taxian-jun’s mouth would slightly pout, would nibble on the chopsticks or would curl up in a snarl