#gryphon982

[leatherbookmark]

O writer of fics that i periodically go insane and re-devour, is there any chance your mdzs fics will be made readable again? im lov them and i want to read xichen tearing his core apart trying to fuck jgy back to life again

wait are they not? FUCK that'll teach me not to underestimate the ao3, i was CERTAIN i removed them along with the rest of my stuff when i was playing around with collections but Alas. the ao3 triumphs over the leatherbookmark yet again.

also,

[fincalinde]

thought you might like this (video of a deer frolicking in the ocean) gryphon982 tumblr com/ post/630468234294984704/1dietcokeinacan-oh-to-be-oh-to-be-oh-to-be

I'm so sorry this ask is so old, I'm a monster, but please know that when I received it I literally ascended to heaven it is GLORIOUS.

In case the link up there doesn't work, please click this and weep for joy. It also goes extremely well with this recent gifset. I see no difference.

As a thank you, I have written a tiny snipsnip inspired by this gift. Xiyao at the beach, modern AU.

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Having grown up in Brighton, Meng Yao rather takes the beach for granted. He would have preferred to take Lan Xichen somewhere more special, but then Lan Xichen said something about how he's never really been to any beaches in Hong Kong and Meng Yao picked up on a subtle note of wistfulness and that was that.

They've walked almost the entire length of the promenade at this point, and though nowhere is quiet in Brighton at the height of summer the worst of the tourists are well behind them. The sun is beating down and Lan Xichen's nose is peeling despite the suntan lotion Meng Yao helped rub all over him.

"It's beautiful here," he says with complete sincerity. Meng Yao thinks Brighton is a grotty little town he'll be glad to leave behind him, but he follows Lan Xichen's gaze and looks out over the shingle and the waves rolling up over the thin strip of sand.

"Do you want some more water?"

"Thank you." Lan Xichen accepts the bottle and takes a sip, then hands it back. His eyes are sparkling. "Shall we paddle?"

"Of course." Meng Yao stuffs the bottle back in his bag. They roll up their jeans and take off their socks and trainers, leaving the footwear on the shingle along with the bag, and walk out into the waves holding hands.

Lan Xichen has questions. Meng Yao identifies several types of broken shell, a dead crab rolling around in the waves, and a heap of bladderwrack.

"What about fossils?" asks Lan Xichen.

"You don't really get them here. You'd need to try Peacehaven instead, it's not far."

"One day," says Lan Xichen. "If you want."

"I want," says Meng Yao, and laughs when Lan Xichen wades further into the waves. "Gege, I can't come with you, I'm shorter than you. My jeans will get wet."

"Sorry." Lan Xichen disentangles their fingers. "I won't be long."

"Take as long as you want." Meng Yao's finished work for the day and has nowhere else to be, and he doesn't mind at all. It fills him with happiness to see Lan Xichen wading through the waves and grinning with delight every time another rolls in over his toes.

Lan Xichen holds out his arms and stretches. He closes his eyes and smiles at nothing. Then he opens his eyes again and glances at Meng Yao before turning away and breaking into a jog. After twenty paces he stops and looks back and Meng Yao beams and makes an encouraging gesture.

In answer Lan Xichen grins again. He starts moving again, not walking or jogging but running full pelt through the shallows, sand and saltwater kicking up at his heels. He runs and he runs with the sea breeze in his hair, and then he curves about, barely slowing, and comes pelting back to Meng Yao. The joy in his face demands an answer, and Meng Yao takes a few involuntary steps before breaking into an answering run of his own.

They are with each other in moments, and Meng Yao reaches out to wrap his arms around Lan Xichen's waist and Lan Xichen reaches down to set his hands to Meng Yao's face and they kiss like Meng Yao didn't know it was possible to kiss.

"Really," breathes Lan Xichen against his mouth. "So beautiful."

[leatherbookmarking]

i was looking for good lxc ref earlier and i thought to myself, ah! i know who will have many lhk pics. so now i've spent several hours going through all 19 pages of your lhk tag that i intended to spend actually drawing, but i also have the exact reference pic i needed, so thank you for that

in all aspects but physical i am printing this ask, drawing little flowers, stars and hearts around it, framing it and hanging it over my bed as we SPEAK

[guqin-and-flute]

@greenwitching @little-smartass @january-summers @courtesyname @cam-oak-corg @gryphon982 @theleakypen & @anons 

THANK YOU ALL, YOU’RE SO KIND TO ME 💖💖💖 This really helped and I’m writing now!

[pitviperofdoom]

Yo so apparently there's a new character book out for bnha and people are posting scans and translations and apparently nighteye's civilian name is sasaki mirai! you were right! and picked well XD

I KNOW I’M SO HAPPY

[chickpeamcb]

Hello! Do you have prints of the "I refuse to die until things are better and that's a threat" available to buy?

No, I do not- and I don’t plan to make any merch of it. The quote is not mine, and I don’t feel that it would be right to make money off of it.

[pwnyta]

i'd say more that mic's not acting like his Present Mic Persona, he's acting like a pissed off traumatized hizashi who recently learned that a close friend he thought died half a lifetime ago is actually alive and has been... essentially nomu-ified potentially the entire time, and he's just laid eyes on the person at least partially responsible for it. (you can see him a similar level of pissed mid-256)

Yeah I get that... maybe im just not used to seeing Mic at all let alone pissed off. Or maybe in my head he was kind of a silent angry type like when USJ thing happened and he saw Aizawa looking like a bloody rag doll... He didnt freak out at all but he was clearly pissed.

His freak outs lately feel weird IDK. Maybe its just me.

[scientiafantasia]

sup pal do you have a patreon bc those Good Dad Gabe comics are giving me life and id love to be able to support you so you can do more

unfortunately/fortunately i have more money than time right now. but thanks