#hercallousedhands

[azure-goddess]

hercallousedhands

marquisofbrilliance

imperialsovereignofwei

beautyofthewest

celestial-empress

aspirationalpersona

sins--forgiven

astralconquerer

An unfamiliar character has appeared to enter Changle Palace without any appointment beforehand, triggering the princess' attention so as she noticed sounds of footsteps approaching closer. Cerulean orbs scanned the guest's countenance once they have stepped upon the marbled floor belong to her throne room, slender fingers clutched onto the ends of her armrest. Who was this strange character -- brave enough to approach her like this.

"State your name and business. Immediately."

[nihilisticarachnid-blog]

"A rather cold night than the usual.. Wouldn’t want anyone to literally Freeze to death after all. Oh wait.. I would let them. I had already done that to someone not to long ago.” The Arachnid would chuckle to himself after his rather crude humor, But he needed to play as nice as he could without alerting anyone the type of person he was, Even if his appearance spoke for itself.

He began to hum a Christmas tune however it didn’t sound very jolly, It almost sound like a dark or twisted version from the shelter of his lips, His mind confirmed it. “… I love holidays.. Just simply love it.”

’..Especially when someone Ruins it..’

[aravis-tarkheena-archive]

Restimar and Xiao. Ancient China.

(recap: This is for this ask meme)

The wind brushed the moon from the skies and nudged two fragments awake.

A roll of the eyes, a chatter of a laugh, a declaration for all to hear.

The wind flitted as bare feet bled light that burned the world.

[thetenthcaspian-blog]

-sees the back of a familiar friend and jumps onto it, dangling onto him by the neck- Good morning Caspie~

Caspian wondered then what might occur if she, upon some occasion, mistook another’s back for his, and, not recognizing the error, tackled it as she had just so unceremoniously done to his. He had a strong suspicion that, if such a fantastical instance did indeed take place, it would result in the hapless, assaulted individual sprouting gleaming knives, or thrown in some artful combat move to the ground after an offending violent reaction. The king, despite his rambling pathways of thought, grunted as her small, lithe body clung onto his, arms around his neck, as if she was a child and he an obliging older sibling who had consented to granting a piggy-back ride. Customarily he would have chuckled, but the breath that parted his lips escaped in more a pained wheeze, and his tanned, thinning features contorted in a grimace of pain. “Xiao…" He breathed, attempting to smile. “Good morning." He managed, staggering to keep his balance, “It is lovely to see you, truly, but, might you perhaps dismount my back? I am afraid it…well, I am not quite myself this morn."

[shamisensdesire]

gah I’ve been feeling the same way :/ Glad I’m not the only one

Yes, well, here's to... a renewed attempt at the fandom? c:

[marquissu]

Visiting?

In the village of Wei as the peasants were busy doing their usual things,the village gotten quiet when Shu Soilders appear along the unknown Shu officer along them as Jia Xu was drinking as they was walking

[exiledtarkaan-blog]

A Medic Named Firefly || Xiaowei and Mazin

It was so different from his usual relaxed, blank expression and it did not actually help, but Mazin could not help but squint at the scrap of paper in his hand with all of Lord Restimar’s scrawling text, doodles, and suspicious stains that smelled vaguely of pineapple. Then with a weary tightening of his brow, he looked up at the house where he was to meet with this highly recommended medic.

His arm hung limply at his side, messily wrapped. Mazin suspected infection, since a ghoul’s teeth were not exactly in pristine condition. He was slightly uncomfortable about asking for help from a complete stranger, but Lord Restimar had sung her praises with unparalleled enthusiasm…he literally sang. So the Calormene suppressed his worries and rapped on the door, praying under his breath that it was the right building.

[pray-you-love-remember]

homelessanddisturbed, johnkirke, hercallousedhands started following you

Ophelia was not smiling, her eyes at once far away and fixed on the three newcomers. "Too many are there, far away from home," she remarked, before turning away to inspect the grass at her feet. It had gone to seed, but not to flower, not yet. "Hast thou homes?" she asked, turning around suddenly to look back to them. "Homes."