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rainbowfic2023-11-28 03:18 pm
ilthit) wrote in rainbowfic2023-11-28 03:18 pm
Blue Caravan #4, Cloudy Gray #9, Psychedelic Purple #22: Lay down your weapons (LMN Series)
Name: Lay down your weapons
Story: Lin Moniao Series (AO3 link)
Colors: Blue Caravan #4 (and you're preparing to swear every oath), Cloudy Gray #9 (multiply), Psychedelic Purple #22 (it's getting better all the time)
Supplies and Styles: frame, gesso; bichromatic, postcard
Word Count: 122
Rating: general
Warnings: n/a
Summary: New parents, new promises. Shen Zhiyuan's third day of life.
Note: Post-series ficlet. This completes my Cloudy Gray/Blue Caravan bichromatic!
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Shen Shanwei covered his daughter's ears. "Language," he chided his wife. "I told you, I will make it. You're not well yet."
Yuwen Duyi settled unhappily back on her back. He didn't need to hear to know she'd been cursing. "Your mama swears like a bargeman," he told told A-Yuan seriously. "I think you'd better go calm her down."
The baby looked up at him with an equally serious frown, and swatted at his face. He caught her fingertips in a kiss. Such pale eyes. He never thought he could love pale eyes.
Quietly, just in his heart, he made her a promise.
Duyi was making increasingly impatient grabby motions, so he passed A-Yuan over to her, and went to make tea.
Story: Lin Moniao Series (AO3 link)
Colors: Blue Caravan #4 (and you're preparing to swear every oath), Cloudy Gray #9 (multiply), Psychedelic Purple #22 (it's getting better all the time)
Supplies and Styles: frame, gesso; bichromatic, postcard
Word Count: 122
Rating: general
Warnings: n/a
Summary: New parents, new promises. Shen Zhiyuan's third day of life.
Note: Post-series ficlet. This completes my Cloudy Gray/Blue Caravan bichromatic!
*
Shen Shanwei covered his daughter's ears. "Language," he chided his wife. "I told you, I will make it. You're not well yet."
Yuwen Duyi settled unhappily back on her back. He didn't need to hear to know she'd been cursing. "Your mama swears like a bargeman," he told told A-Yuan seriously. "I think you'd better go calm her down."
The baby looked up at him with an equally serious frown, and swatted at his face. He caught her fingertips in a kiss. Such pale eyes. He never thought he could love pale eyes.
Quietly, just in his heart, he made her a promise.
Duyi was making increasingly impatient grabby motions, so he passed A-Yuan over to her, and went to make tea.
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Congrats on the bichromatic, and yes, this is very well-written and very cute.
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