#maybe? probably

[grilledfiish]

I’ve preemptively blocked all the exits

Noelle deltarune I love you ❤️ yay

[grooviestsadpapaya]

More ref sheet time YEAAAHH this one is my favorite he’s very nice. He’s holding the bow in the wrong hand considering only one of his eyes works but jus ignor it!

I’ll talk more about the infested later but basically they’re a result of the dead god under Siorghlas. There are these things called ulcers around the map that are openings into the body of the dead god and they have paracytes in them that attack and latch onto people and turn them into zombies. The zombies only respond to the orders of the Eigengrau (the god) and they attack everything until they can get ahold of clarite, which is like a relic that gives the host their autonomy back. That’s what happened to murdoch. Which sucks. Because he’s a very chill guy and doesn’t deserve that mess. It’s cooler than just that but I’ll explain later. He’s a good cook too but he’s not very. Smart.

[dark-elf-writes]

Shen Qingqiu took a deep breath, silently counting to ten in his head.

He loved his disciples, he really did, but every day they made him long for a way to communicate with his original world for the sole purpose of apologizing to his mother from each and every transgression he made while growing up. And those of his brothers and sister besides. If they weren’t all so damn cute like little puppies begging for his attention and care he would just spend the next few years in seclusion.

(He wouldn’t. He would miss their bright little smiles and piping voices calling Shizun so sweetly. His peak full of problem children that he loved more than life itself. Quite literally in this case as he could have been years deep into planning how to survive his terrible future and instead passed his days grading poetry and playing original compositions for his little ducklings.)

“A-Li,” he kept his voice steady, firm, even as he refused to open his eyes to look at his disciple. “Tell this master again how the Bai Zhan disciples ended up in the pond.”

To her credit, his disciple didn’t so much as hesitate to answer, even as she spun him a load of bullshit. “Answering Shizun, the Bai Zhan disciples were not paying attention to their surroundings and fell. This disciple was pulling them out when Shizun and Liu-Shishu arrived.”

Another slow breath, trembling at the edges. Shen Qingqiu peaked over the edge of his fan just enough to see A-Li’s scraped and bruising knuckles before he had to slam his eyes closed again.

Do.

Not.

Laugh.

No matter how cute his disciple looked, sweet faced and perfectly respectful at odds with her bleeding hands and the hair pulled free of her braids, he could not laugh. It would be reinforcing bad behavior.

Beside him, Liu Qingge snorted in disbelief, and Shen Qingqiu’s hand darted out to grip his shidi’s arm hard enough that the man had to feel the bite of his nails even though all the ridiculous Xianxia layers and the arm guards.

Not helping Shidi. If Shen Qingqiu couldn’t laugh you can’t either.

“If A-Li is so worried about helping her fellow sect siblings, then surely she would not mind finding them dry robes… and providing this master with a detailed report on how, exactly, one should go about a water rescue. In triplicate, if she would.”

Another risked glance, and the taste of blood in his mouth when he caught the pout on her face and bit his cheek to stifle a laugh. One of his strongest disciples, a respected cultivator in her own right, pouting because Shen Qingqiu wouldn’t allow her to get away with shoving her sect siblings in a koi pond. At least, not with Liu-Shidi present.

Liu-Shidi who had yet to pull his arm from Shen Qingqiu’s grip and was running those Phoenix eyes over his dripping disciples. Assessing the collection of bruises and shame faced expressions and likely weighing if the embarrassment of their impromptu swim was enough punishment for whatever they had done to draw A-Li’s wrath.

(Frankly, Shen Qingqiu dreaded the damage report that Ming Fan would no doubt be bringing him later. A-Li had a good head on her shoulders, and was not one that was quick to temper. The only time Shen Qingqiu had seen her lose composure was when another sect’s disciple had insulted Yingying while they were out on a night hunt and the result had been… catastrophic to say the least.)

“Whatever you did, you deserved what you got,” Liu Qingge announced.

Shen Qingqiu was not able to bite back his sharp bark of a laugh in time, and the smug look in those phoenix eyes told him that his brash Shidi had taken it for the encouragement Shen Qingqiu had been trying to avoid.

[randomfoggytiger]

You’ve never been to the cinema?!

No, never!

Never felt the need to go, either. Less so now that I've become less tolerant of noise in my advancing age.

[shawn-underscore]

i have genuinely SO MANY tommy fic ideas that i have no clue which one to post next

good problem to have i suppose

all this to say my next fic will be out maybe friday? i am leaning towards medieval au and it is probs gonna be kinda elden ring-y >:)

[absolutely-zero-regrets]

thank you :'3

anyway, here are the EVIL autisms:

My hand was in pain after this but it was so worth it

EVIL BEASTS. EXQUISITE

ahh I get that! please take a rest!!!!

[justreallyanythingisfine]

anyone else feeling a growing emptiness over quarantine