#elderjia

[infatuua]

" if you keep screaming like this , you'll lose your voice , y'know ? " though khanna's sure , for some people aboard this bus , they'll appreciate that . ( most .. if not all . )

[livelament]

【 @elderjia replied 】 : xichun kill this clown and you will be reborn as a lotus flower

【 🪭. 】 ― " Oh no. No, no, no. You are not dragging me into this, " her smile more of a grimace as she sighs loudly again, taking a step back. Brothers and their issues, " Kill him yourself if you're so desperate, Jia Huan. Or, better yet, stop trying to kill him in the first place. It's always about killing him around here... isn't it getting a bit old ? Seriously... "

[nulltune]

#this is funny and horrible and im suddenly reminded arranged marriage things exist somehow#they talk like 2 webtoon leads who cant stand each other but r stuck together when r we gonna make that our next au

meanwhile me, lynn:

[ardenssolis]

@elderjia said (inbox):

' are you well acquainted with any teas, rider? ' really, be it time period or culture, he wasn't entirely sure what lay within the other's understanding. difficult to imagine anything outside the red, isolated manor of the jia family, but such should have mattered little in the face of his offerings. ' the others always go on about their fragrant, tasteless pu'er. i myself prefer the strength and sharpness of longjin, not enjoying my tea to be nothing more than smelly water ... ' a derisive snort. ' nevermind it. for all i know, you may very well be the sort to prefer heavy drink to this realm's foolish senses of sophistication. '

     ❝MM…ADMITTEDLY, I DO not know much about teas. There were those that brewed leaves for healing purposes when I lived, but I am not sure that is the same as what is enjoyed today.❞ Honestly, he probably couldn’t even call that ‘tea’ now that he thought about it. A vague response was really the only thing he could give as he had never drank anything of the sort until this particular era. ❝I have partaken in chai and that was pleasing enough, although I have no tried anything else. It is nice to enjoy when one wishes to laze about and gaze out a window, but at the end of the day, the taste of wine will always be my favored beverage to enjoy during more languid moments.❞ Like now, for example. He already hungered for that sweet taste to spread across his tongue with each and every sip. ❝I am curious as to why you bother to drink tea if you take no enjoyment out of its flavor. Would it not be better to find something else instead, then?❞ Why waste one’s time with things they deemed undesirable to begin with? It made absolutely no sense no sense to him.

     Then again, his summoner was a complex one. He held himself with an air of arrogance even while speaking to Ozymandias, but at the same time, it felt as if that very arrogance was ‘fragile’ and could be instantly crushed into the dirt with the right wording as if it was a mask worn so much that even they came to believe in it. Ah…but he could not jump to conclusions. The Sun King was a meticulous sort when it came to figuring out the hearts of others, and so he would watch, he would observe, and he would put all the pieces of the puzzle together little by little until he knew all he needed about the one who had called him forth from the Throne. ❝Rather than having ‘smelly water’, fill your cup with the wonderful aroma of red wine instead. It too is meant to be enjoyed at leisure.❞

[dinomites]

@elderjia | SLICES THE BOOK IN HALF. he's not you, obviously. (or your miserable father.)

She will never understand him... that man seems like he is angry all the time. "...but do tell me what it can't save me from. I'm now curious."

[lunaetis]

@elderjia replied to your post :

AT LEAST DO IT ON A DIFFERENT PLANET FROM MINE

​─「エデン」─  " but you wouldn't be able to witness it if that's the case. i'd need it documented. i'm not sure if i can do it multiple times. what if i can't trigger it proper ? i'd need a second opinion to redo it. you should get the first row seat to it so you could record it, too. "

[phantasmaw]

♢*   —  @elderjia ​/  𝐮𝐧𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐝

   〈❦*〉┊  The acrid stench of fear rakes across Chaewon's senses when a humid summer wind blasts across the open plateau. The echo of a not-so-distant cry chases after the gust, inhuman and guttural. Their gaze follows the path the wind carves through the quivering grass, stopping only once it alights on a familiar figure standing like a slash of inkstroke against the encroaching dusk. One of their elongated ears flicks. They straighten. The woldo gripped in the hand not wrapped in overlapping talismans lowers until its curved blade nearly kisses the ground. The barest hint of a smile tugs at their lips.

      "Out for another hunt tonight?" they ask, foregoing any true greeting but offering a modest dip of the head nonetheless. That slight smile widens imperceptibly. "If it's another case of a local begging for protection against me, then I'll earnestly apologize for causing you trouble again." Another scream slashes through the thin veil of peace. The dokkaebi's rectangular pupils shrink to vertical slits. Their gaze doesn't leave his face. "That sounds far more troublesome than me, though."

[flovverworks]

' are you an idiot?! ' the four-legged thing that could have crushed akira's head within its jaws writhes and shrieks when metal impales it. for as much as others might have looked down on huan for his bloody habits, it was always during moments like these that a life was nevertheless saved. even then, this hare-brained princess might have still felt sympathy for the roaring creature, and that too would have another fatal mistake. ' these parts aren't safe, moron! don't tell me you came out here expecting nothing more than a nice walk! ' amidst the struggle, a grunt and heave. retrieving the draw of his weapon, he sets himself squarely between akira and his newfound quarry, a growling beast sizing up another growling beast. had the farms and peaceful little village softened the other's common sense into dirt? the instant anyone stepped into these sorts of boundaries, the world became harsh and cruel, a ring of competition. with huan readying himself for a lunge, the wounded thing merely roars, then turns and bounds away. a harsh leer chases after it, but huan nevertheless stays still and remains. until he turns, his gaze piercing through the other next. brows set and the silence is brief. ' ... well? what do you have to say for yourself? '

Nothing, really. Or better yet; nothing they could say in this moment. In books being saved was always a dramatic and beautiful endeavor. The one protected would be feeling relief and awe when their savior appears, drawing their sword heroically and speaking a threat if the attacker were not to withdraw, and maybe the one protected would even launch themself at the other to embrace them once safety was ensured. A moment of thrill and excitement and doing your utmost to not sneak a peak at the next page to see how the scenario turned out.

All Akira was feeling was nausea.

Their legs had given out around the time he had appeared, the overwhelming fear for their life and relief to see someone they knew mixing into something too big to handle. They should have been moving, if not away then enough to give them both space, but at that moment it hadn't been an option, let alone a consideration. Instead they looked on in horrific amazement, just as unable to cover their eyes and ears despite wishing for it. It hurts to see anything (anyone) in pain, so they feel bad for it, they don't feel bad for it, and they pray he won't get hurt.

It's difficult to get upset over Jia Huans words when he put himself in harms way for you.

"I'm sorry", spoken with a voice that wavers with the same tears that was stinging in their eyes, gaze dropping to the side. It doesn't matter, even if they can't see him properly they still feel the stare. They can't even look at him. He had no obligation to save them, yet he did, and they can't even look at him. Guilt seeps into the mixture of emotions, a pain in their stomach, an uneasy feeling in their arms, did he think of it as pathetic? Akira did. 'I didn't think it'd happen', what good did that do? The reason wasn't anything special either. He already disliked them, would this make it cross over to hate? They didn't want that. They didn't want that at all.

"I..." it was their fault, and he had looked unbelievably cool. Maybe later, when they had calmed down, the ordeal would seem more heroic, but now...(and maybe later, they would wonder how he was so quick to find them). "...Thank you", they start, voice still weak, but a gnawing feeling that if they kept quiet it might make matters worse. "There's...a flower. My sister said in a letter she wanted to see it...that's all. I'm sorry."