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x 18 + danmei mutli . penned by GHOST . 23 . featuring muses from mxtx and priest . rules
mxtx muses include : lan wangji , xie lian , nie huaisang , lan xichen , nan feng / feng xin , lan jingyi & shen qingqiu .
priest muses : wen kexing , cao weining
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Courtesy of the lull that came naturally with living in a ghost town, Xue Yang was always able to pick up when something was amiss, often instantly. The slightest disturbance in the atmosphere was enough to make the skin on his arms tingle and itch, something that put him at odds with himself — without Jiangzai, it wasn’t wise to confront whatever lurked within the fog, but without stimulus, it was utterly unavoidable that he’d wish to seek it out anyway.
As such, with his small blade tucked in his sleeve and a few talismans in hand to dispel the swirling clouds, he set out into the streets to pinpoint the cause of his alertness.
Most times, whenever he heard movement, he paused and counted the silent seconds, half expecting, half something else-ing, to hear a telltale tapping sound. This time, though, he already knew there would be no need for that.
His little town had a visitor, but who could it be?
Perhaps he could scare them off before they even caught a glimpse of him. He wasn’t in the most talkative of moods today after having hit the top of his head against the bottom of a cupboard.
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he was overcome by fog , senses clouded by it . a chill seeping into his very bones , the clan leader could barely supress a shiver . fan shaking in his grasp ... he’d done his fair share of lurking . hiding in the shadows ... but that didn’t change the fact that he was scared . frightened of what might be lurking just a foot ahead ... ready to plunge it’s claws into him . not even a sabre would be left in his wake ... er-ge and san-ge wouldn’t save him this time ... they didn’t know he had left the comforts of home .
“is - is someone there ? “ husisang’s voice trembles . hyper-aware of the sounds around him , could he hear shuffling ?? distant groans ?? would he be eaten ? torn apart ? ! without him would his revenge fizzle into dust ... or would it play out as planned . he wanted to live to find out !!
“i j-just would like to leave .. please . “ he spoke into thin air .
“i mean .. technically it was a vape . “
jaxxmulti:
MUCH DIFFERENT FROM HIS OWN HOME, jiang cheng was not accustomed to such tight rules. he was used to being able to do as he pleased — being the son intended to take his father’s position, most of his bad behavior was easily overlooked; no one dared to do anything but turn a blind eye to the misgivings of the yunmeng’s eldest son. though, that did not mean that while he was in the cloud recess he had intended to shame his family. his temper knew no limits at times, but he didn’t go out of his way to be recognized as a troublemaker. the title had simply been attached to him the same way that wei wuxian had. he’d made his own decisions to partake in behavior that was not accepted there, but it was under the guise that it was accepted where he’d grown up; he could learn the rules just the same as anyone else, but no one there had truly grown up in a situation that was nearly as strict as the lan family. they had expected this behavior upon taking in young students, boys had quite the habit of being troublesome in youth. the more that the leader of their group would climb over the wall to supply them all with alcohol, the more they would act out. drinking was strictly prohibited, but after sunset, in the confines of their own quarters, none of them seemed to care. it was only too bad that the one who supplied them with it couldn’t seem to keep himself well - hidden when breaking the rules.
in the library, jiang cheng tried to assess whether or not he was lucky at the moment. lan xichen was someone he was somewhat familiar with — but he’d only known him as a friendly face. when it came to punishment, he really had no idea what kind of person he was. some of them could be quite strict, whereas others were lenient. with a happy face like that, he had little trust for him. with the heel of his palm pressed into his forehead, he tried to soothe his aching head. waking up for early morning punishment really was far less pleasant with a hangover.
the soft tone of voice as he places the tea in front of him was enough to have him raising his head some, eyes looking bloodshot & exhausted. what he wouldn’t give to just sleep it off at the moment. though, no matter how pleasant he was being for now, he didn’t doubt that if he’d tried to put his head down on the desk, that would quickly change. ❝ isn’t this supposed to be punishment ? ❞ he asks, eyeing the tea up with some suspicion. there is hesitance to pick it up, but he does so — using his nose to give it a quick sniff before he’d dare put it anywhere near his lips. ❝ i was expecting something a little — more. ❞
the jade smiles pleasantly at the display ; a quiet huff of laughter escaping his lips . the young master seated before him was a pitiful display , dishevelled , tired ... visibly unwell . colour drained from complexion , along with the starkness of their uniform .. this one seemed outright sickly . ixchen he had almost been concerned . hence the tea .
such activities were to be expected . restriction wrought rowdiness ... it only proved the existence of a strong spirit . not so easily falling in line . really , he could turn a blind eye . if the disciples were smart about their discretion - but to be caught ? so easily by wangji . it was almost purposeful . aha , but that wasn’t jiang’s doing , was it ? it wouldn’t be right to punish one so harshly for the wrongdoings of another .
“ i’m sure you’ve already learnt your lesson . “ lan xichen nods , settling across from the other . robes splayed neatly behind him . a picture of elegance ; in contrast with the others sorry state . “ unless you haven’t ? “ he questions , his own cup poised at his lips .
“ if you’d prefer , i could have you practice guqin for me ? “ with a sweep of his sleeve . the lan gestures to the instrument behind him . quiet a soothing instrument ; such sounds could put one at absolute ease ; leaving them floating in a air of tranquillity , quieting the mind and spirit ... that was given the talent . but .. to an untrained hand ? such sounds could prove torment to a already wary mind . it would be a torture not befitting the crime .
if u see me answering drafts from two months ago no you don't .
“acting a little silly” event (5 DEAD, 40 INJURED)
in my defense your honour, hes my little meow meow
@cultiivators , [ CHIN ]: sqq @ liu qingge ( but instead it’s his closed fan )
HE’S NOT ALWAYS SO IMPULSIVE, it’s not every moment that liu qingge opts to think second & act first. though, more often than not, when shen qingqiu is involved, and he wishes to be the one to take care of his troubles for him. despite past suspicions, the two had been closer than he could eve remember — he attributes it to the other’s sudden shift in heart, no matter how odd of a change that it is, in all of the years, it had yet to slip and prove to be some kind of act simply to trick him into being a reliable ally. they were intended to be such regardless, no matter the past bickering; it was only the shen jiu’s needlessly cruel demeanor keeping them from being as friendly as they were now — or as outwardly friendly as he would allow himself to be. it was never overly soft, his kindness always holding an edge to it that seemed as if he were trying to maintain a barrier between them.
❝ it’s really not a problem, you should stay here and rest — ❞ as he always said, worrying immensely about his condition. maybe it didn’t make him entirely weak, but it would put him in positions unfit to fight, and liu didn’t want to see him in harm’s way. cut off abruptly by his fan, he expected to be silenced; already quieting his tone. it was only the two of them in the room, but he still gave the needed respect that he felt was appropriate when speaking to shen qingqiu. lifting his chin obediently at the gesture, his gaze bore down into him. no matter how willing he was to sit when he was told, he was still not going to allow the other to carelessly follow him around in a body weakened by without a cure.
“ liu-shidi . “ shen qingqiu very nearly tuts , peering down at his junior . held in place by the head of his fan . an air of ease surrounding them ... liu qingge , was truly the ally to have . within the others company , shen qingqiu always felt quite safe . well ... as safe as one could feel in a world teeming in treacherous scenarios ... always prepared for the likelihood of being dragged into demonic side-plots , or other nonsense encounters . at least with liu qinggee's help , he sometimes could revel in the illusion of idling away peacefully .
“ don’t think me so weak , i feel replenished now . “ before now . it had been a while since his condition had acted up , these few years ... had been enjoyed in , relative peace . the calm before the storm , he’d say , or ... a moment of tranquillity , before all shit inevitably hit the fan . he only hoped he’d still have such support , when his beloved disciple crawled his way out of the abyss ; oozing with murderous intent . perhaps with the aid of his junior he could escape by the skin of his teeth - lest his backup-plan become inevitable . the peak-lord releases the others gaze , fan instead now poised before his face . “ besides , i’d rest easier with you by my side . “
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He has two hands. Both are unavailable to anyone else. I am both husband and boyfriend. *knife emote*
did he have some kind of endless inventory of weaponry ? seemingly able to pull items from thin air .... it was some nonsensical OP-ness he wouldn’t put past airplane writing into binghe’s character .
“ put that thing back where it came from ... or so help me - . “ shen qingqiu sighed . hand clenched around his fan ... he could only allow this disciple .. husband .. to threaten liu qingge so many times before it become bothersome .
listen to ur ayang, bingge (a little bingjiu doodle based on a trending tt sound <3)
Noble Consort Shen Qingqiu ruling the Inner Palace with an iron fist and outdated Cdrama knowledge
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This is a fan art for the wonderful @isaaccadrian‘s fic To Bite the Hand that Feeds on AO3. I love this fic so so so so so much and you all should check it out. Please read the tags to make sure you are okay with the themes.
Also please forgive me for my lack of knowledge in costumes (I just made it up)
wen kexing who want him ??
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