AAAA THE FUCK BRITNEY MASON LYRIC IM SCREAMIG

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AAAA THE FUCK BRITNEY MASON LYRIC IM SCREAMIG
I’ve literally taken four depression naps today and they’ve been almost consecutive what the fuck….. I guess I have to sleep on it to figure it out, goodnight
Around the hill, they had arrived at the inner sections of Yan Manor. Fan Xian, from a distance, saw the pair under the pavilion and smiled. Signaling to the others not to follow, he went ahead along the stone path, making as little noise as possible. Under this rain, even the ground directly under the pavilion was getting damp, but the pair did not move, sitting and staring blankly into the rain. One of them was the Young Master Yan who had just returned to the capital recently, the other was Miss Shen who took many risks in following him. They did not speak, nor did they look at each other; they just stared into the rain, as if hoping the downpour would form a screen to reflect their gazes into each other. Fan Xian smiled bitterly as he discovered there was now a hint of warmth in the eyes of Yan Bingyun, who otherwise bore his usual cold expression. As for Miss Shen sitting beside him, she seemed to have gotten out of her misery which resulted from her family’s tragedy; her face now has a hint of bashfulness, although her eyes seemed lost. The way they pretended each other didn’t exist presented a rather interesting situation. What struck out even more to Fan Xian was the fact Miss Shen was wearing the clothes of a maidservant, while her ankles were shackled, the long chain of which ran all the way into her room. Apparently, Yan Bingyun had chained her up! Fan Xian quietly observed for a bit longer. Seeing that Yan Bingyun still hadn’t noticed his presence, Fan Xian sighed as he knew Yan Bingyun must not be as relaxed as he appeared. Fan Xian cleared his throat. Yan Bingyun turned around and was greeted by that despicable, gentle smile. His eyes were full of rage, although it was not clear if he was responding to being disturbed or to the fact a captive was pretty much forced upon him. Miss Shen’s expression darkened as she saw Fan Xian. She gave a slight curtsy and went back to her room, the sound of her chain echoing behind her. Yan Bingyun didn’t seem to be surprised by Fan Xian showing up unannounced, but Fan Xian wasn’t expecting the Yan manor to be this unfrequented. Sitting down where Miss Shen had been sitting moments ago, the residual heat distracted Fan Xian. Forcing back his inappropriate thoughts, Fan Xian said, “I was expecting your place to see more visitors after your arduous return, and here I see you and Miss Shen sitting teary-eyed together in this rain.” Yan Bingyun explained very seriously: “First of all, we were not looking at each other. Second of all, the tears all came from the sky, not me.”
Mao Ni, Joy of Life
"If Joey nabs Duke before me... ."
The valentine´s spam continues with @amesu-chan´s request: A3 for Cor and Regis! I didn´t even knew about this ship, so I had to do some warm-ups here, too, but as usual, my mind went a dark and painful place...
But since this blog would get way too fluffy here they are nonetheless
SCREAMING AT THE FAN RUNNING AWAY FROM DEEKAY SIS ME TOO
Mortem: "I'm going to stab you." (affectionate)
Kaze: "I know." (affectionate)
Ppls negativity fuel me to be a better person which is why I'm always high on energy bc people tend to either like me or hate me the in between doesn't exist