January Catch-all

[fated_dance]

⌛ Who: Zhou Zishu and open! Some closed prompts within
⌛ What: Catch-all for January
⌛ When: January
⌛ Where: Various
⌛ Warnings: Smut and canon warnings


Cursed spoons: Locked to Wen Kexing
Of all the things he'd received or expected from this world, a set of spoons was utterly unexpected. He waits until getting home before opening the package though, then has to draw in a breath as a wave of heat washes over him. He closes his eyes, one hand moving to his head as he tries to figure out what happened, teeth gritted.

"Lao Wen!" He calls, voice rough as he says the only name that comes to mind. The only person who is always in his thoughts.


Spar: Open to Four Seasons Manor + guests
Zishu trains every day, not just with his student Chengling, but alone, to keep his skills strong and practiced. He meditates, just as if he were back home. But also, even after a couple months of being back to full health, he is a man who is well aware he'd slipped during his long 'illness'. He has some strength to rebuild, and health to regain.

And it shows. He no longer has to use a disguise to appear healthy. He can go out as himself, and feel like others aren't staring at him or waiting for him to keel over. Kexing's good meals every day, along with the efforts of those around him, have done wonders as well.

He'll grin if someone makes a move to join him and indicate them to begin - just forgive him for using live steel!


Gardening: Open to Four Seasons Manor + guests
He's a warrior, true. But he's also the lord of the Four Seasons Manor, with all the beautiful display of flowers and so of course he's someone familiar with how to tend to everything on his property. He enjoys the work, too. He moves between the trees, checking on the health of every single one as well as each bush. Anything that seems to be lacking, he tends to. Daily.

He's not a man afraid to get his hands dirty by digging into the ground. He also gathers herbs, and makes medicines out of them for the clinic Xingchen works in, and for their daily use. Sometimes he still has dreams that wake him, even with his soulmate's company.


Wandering various cities Open to all
Zishu still finds time with his busy schedule to explore the various cities, too curious about everything that is to be offered. And he enjoys the speed of travel that is freely given. So he can be found anywhere, heavy winter robes and cloak wrapped around him. Selling some of his medicines and taking orders for others.


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Spar >:3

[gentledawn]

He comes from above, floating down gracefully, Shuanghua drawn. Crossing blades with Zishu takes all of his focus - and his energy. But he can tell that his dear friend is getting better! Thus he enjoys these spars, wielding Shuanghua nimbly, the pretty blade flashing in the sunlight.

"Mercy, Baiyi!" he teases, grinning as he ducks and dodges the whip-like sword, "Mercy, A-Shu." he adds in a lower tone.

Why can't he flirt while they fight? Are there rules against it?

Wandering Around

[amethystfiend]

She may not, entirely, know what it is they're doing, but curiosity definitely caught the attention of the cat. Which is how she ended up out and about with her other father figure. The one person who had her master's heart. Of course, no matter what she's wearing, nothing hides the ears and tail.

"Where are we going now?" She did, though, like the smell of the herbs that Brother Zhou used when it came to the medicines he made.

Wandering

[baeyuan]

To be quite honest he isn't entirely sure where exactly he is, just that he is wearing one of his warmest cloaks and the sight before him brings an easy smile to his face. It feels like its been forever and yet just a day.

"In this weather you should be nursing something warm and delicious, curled up in the arms of--" he pauses, "oh, I might need some of this if WuXi is still here. I'm anticipating a beating for up and disappearing."

Spoons, ofc

[soakedinvinegar]

Of course, Kexing arrives when called. Something sounded wrong in Zishhu's tone and worry lances itself through him. He comes up beside his husband, peering curiously at the package of spoons.

"What's wrong?"