#myakkoh

[hunterfromtheabyss]

YOU. OP. YOU. I FOUND YOU ON TUMBLR. I LOVE YOUR JINGHENG WORKS. YOU HAVE MADE ME SO, SO GLEEFUL EVERY TIME YOU POST SOMETHING. I JUST WANTED TO TELL YOU THAT YOU'RE AMAZING WITH YOUR JINGHENG WORKS. I SHOULD PROBABLY FIND SOME TIME TO WRITE COMMENTS ON YOURS, BECAUSE THEY MAKE ME JUMP AROUND IN JOY AND SCREECH INTO MY PILLOW. THEY'RE VERY AWESOME. I LOVE YOUR INTERPRETATIONS OF JING YUAN AND DAN HENG. AND THEY MAKE MY DAY. EVERY TIME I SEE THEM. THEY ARE JOYOUS AND WONDERFUL AND I WILL NEVER GET OVER THEM.

AND THANK YOU FOR YOUR COMMENTS ON MY OWN FICS, YOU'RE WONDERFUL. HAVE A NICE DAY!

Thank you for your kind words!! 💙💙💙 I’m really glad you enjoy my writing. I’m always excited to see when you’ve updated or made a new post too, so the feeling is mutual!

I hope you have a good day as well 💙💙

[vodkassassin]

VOD HAVE YOU HEARD TUMBLR'S VOICE

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[xynaxis]

Oh, and here is Season 3, it has both Mandarin and Cantonese. Not sure about the other season, though.

https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1E7UlQEywJlMNnzKpVWj3-pRiGWzEKnVV

Mya comes in with a clutch againnn. WOO

Thank you for the clarification, Mya! Much appreciate it :D

[xynaxis]

"We are the tools crafted by our Master," Savage says, looking down at his hand and curling his fingers into a fist, "the weapons he will wield in order to serve the Lady. It is our duty to serve."

The blue demon regards him curiously. "But do you want to serve her?"

"..." He has no answer to that. But the silence is loud enough to speak his mind.

"Yeah, that's what I thought." A clawed hand brushes against his arm, warmth trailing after its touch. "You should make your own choices, for what you want to do."

"... how can I, when all I have ever known is to obey?"

A thoughtful pause. "Well. You take it one step at a time, right? That's at least what the humans do, and what little Lily says."

The little mortal who has somehow managed to drag them all together through sheer boldness and bright smiles. Her words, no matter how strange they sound, make some sense. He's not sure how, but they do. His heart beats once, twice. Three times. How strange. "Perhaps," Savage says, slow and steady, "we shall see if she is correct on this matter."

"A losing bet if you ask me." A wild laugh escapes, and the blue one grins with a savage look befitting of a demon. "Little Lily's always right about these kinds of things."

OH MY GOSH, MYA- SPOILER/lh

BDWJHDIEJWJ ALSO, BEAUTIFUL AS ALWAYS. I LOVE THAT SO SO MUCH AAAAA

[vodkassassin]

There are days where he feels restless enough, pressured really, to leave his manor and steal his way into the local bookshop in the nearby city.

Of course, this is all part of a plan.

Jasim isn't reckless enough to go without one, nor is he foolish enough to forego it entirely. Every detail, every small step, every single analysis, every possible imagined situation and scenario; he's thought of them all. He took the most possible scenario and ran through it with his guards and his advisors, took their suggestions, refined it—everything was going well.

Everything was going too well.

And—Jasim has to admit, he didn't quite expect Henituse's dragon knight to show up, armour and all.

"Ah," he says against a warm chest, eyeing the unconscious would-be assailant sprawled across the ground. The book in his hand is heavy, despite the light weight. "I didn't expect Commander Cale's dragon knight to be here."

Haben snorts and steadies him, the distinct crackle of magic humming through the air. "Don't be ridiculous," the dragon says flatly, though his movements are gentle. Jasim tips his head up and blinks at the quite beautiful face scowling down at him. "I was only here to pick up some ingredients the little punk wanted to order for gods' know what reason."

It startles a quiet laugh out of him. What an interesting way to describe Cale Henituse. "I see," Jasim says, pauses a moment before adding, "scowling doesn't suit you, sir Haben. They may make terrible wrinkles upon your fair skin."

The dragon pauses, before looking towards him, and—Haben snorts. "Worry more about your pretty face first, little bookworm," he says, and Jasim feels a laugh bubbling out of his chest again. What an interesting dragon knight Cale Henituse has found.

Jasim looks forward to knowing him more.

🥺🥺🥺🙌🏻

Yessssss this is AMAZING thank you so much Mya. I love seeing these two 🥺🥺

Reading this has made me feel better thank you

[xynaxis]

"I have an announcement," Long Xiaojiao says, a far too serious expression on her face as she dangles half of herself off the couch. Qi Xiaotian knows her better, though; he knows what that look means.

The look of all seriousness, and at the same time, all the bullshit possible, and it's specifically for one thing. He dreads that look, just like how he dreads Pigsy threatening to get the ridiculous delivery machine that could break down several times in a row. Qi Xiaotian would know; he's worked part-time jobs at other restaurants before, and they're terrible.

The look on Long Xiaojiao's face is just as bad, just as terrible, and he doesn't want to stay any longer now.

"This," Red Son grouses, gaze flickering up from the poor, half torn machine and Qi Xiaotian prays for his quick death, "better be good."

"Oh, I promise it's good." Long Xiaojiao flashes Red Son a charming smirk that has him flushing bright red. Qi Xiaotian silently approves. "It's really good."

And that is his cue to leave. "So, uh, I gotta go," Qi Xiaotian says brightly, and two heads swivel to stare at him with one look of surprise and one look of suspicion. He lets out a laugh of nervousness, takes a slow step back towards the door. "Nice seeing you all, but I think Pigsy's got some orders for me to deliver–"

The look on Long Xiaojiao's face is priceless. Red Son, on the other hand, looks less impressed.

"Your boss," Red Son drawls after a moment of awkward silence, stretching the word out, "directly called my phone number to tell me that you were to take the night off before some sort of enemy appears again. I would appreciate it greatly if your guardian wouldn't burst open my eardrums again."

The one time Pigsy had to destroy his only way out of this. Qi Xiaotian prays to the gods that he gets out of this alive once again.

Long Xiaojiao's face smooths out into a beaming smile, as he sits down again, this time next to the wall. "That's great!" she cheers, and her smile nearly makes him want to stay. Nearly. "Now I can tell you my announcement!"

"Dragon girl, just please get on with it. I don't have all day." Red Son lifts a calloused hand to drag through his hair. Qi Xiaotian tries very hard to ignore the black soot smudged along Red Son's fingers. It's not that much better when Long Xiaojiao lets out a soft laugh and her gaze softens.

"It won't take long," Long Xiaojiao assures him, clears her throat next and abruptly lifts up from her dangling. Qi Xiaotian slowly starts a chant inside his head for a diversion. "Now, my announcement! I have fantastic news to share with you all!"

Someone attack, someone attack, someone attack–

"There is..."

There is no escape from this nightmare, it seems. Qi Xiaotian thuds his head against the wall and closes his eyes to hear the inevitable doom.

"A new series of Chockers!"

One beat.

Two.

And–

"What are Chockers?" Red Son asks, like the clueless fool he is. The poor, poor fool. He has no idea what's coming next.

Long Xiaojiao's smile turns predatory. "Let me show you the ads."

Qi Xiaotian regrets ever coming to hang out with his friends on this day.

NOOOOO AJHAAHHAHAHAHSHSHA YOU ACTUALLY DID IT- OH GOSH NO- LMAOOOO

I'M CRYING- HELP 😭 IT WAS JUST A TYPO MYA, MY BRAIN WAS JUST SHORT-CIRCUITED, WHY/lh

[xynaxis]

"I have a very serious question."

"... and that is...?"

"Why the bell? It was not a good look on you."

"..."

"... what?"

"Can I just. Have a moment here?"

"What? Also are you laughing at me? That bell was terrifying. I obviously have to ask why you had to have a bell. It looked stupid on you, not a great fashion choice."

"Kid, bud, Xiaotian, I—I need a very long moment, because that is just stupidly ridiculous and out of nowhere and the bell was something she put on me, oh my gods, Buddha's sake–"

"Stop laughing! It was a perfectly reasonable question!"

"I—I can't breathe–"

"Hey! And you don't even need air to breathe, you're immortal!"

(a hopeful conversation put in the future snippets for ToB)

PFFFFT AHHAAHHAHA, oh gosh. A friendly dynamic in ToB??/j

Okay, but that is funny tho, I can imagine that happening XD

[xynaxis]

There's no sound when sneaking through a city where the shadow beasts hunt and the crystals loom. It's normal.

Qi Xiaotian quietly breathes, feels his fingers clutch tightly to the staff as he inches forward. Motions Red Son to carefully follow behind him. There's nothing around them or close to them, judging by the way pieces of jagged concrete are scattered around and nothing has pushed them out of the way.

Nothing.

Nothing is making a sound.

Nothing is there.

And that would usually make Qi Xiaotian relieved. But he's not.

Panic is clawing at his chest, short spikes and bursts of it flitting through, desperate and waiting. His heart pounds silently, loudly in his ears. He can't quite take a deep breath. Something is wrong and he can't tell what it is.

"Disaster boy," Red Son hisses in his ear, and clawed hands grab at his arm. Qi Xiaotian turns his head to stare at him. The demon is scowling at him. "What's wrong?"

"I don't know," Qi Xiaotian urgently whispers back, feeling his hands tightening around the staff. "I don't even know what's even wrong right now–"

Ting.

They both freeze. It's a familiar sound.

Ting.

Ting.

It's coming closer.

Closer.

Closer.

"A bell," Qi Xiaotian says numbly, and horror suddenly dawns on Red Son's face, his grip nearly slackening. They know. They know who's coming. And that is when they run.

Myakkoh. That was beautifully written, I love it and I love you. But not you too 😭😭😭

ALSO "DISASTER BOY-" JSKSNDKSNSK