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This is a low activity ask/rp blog for TGCF's Xie Lian

Come chat about your favourite things, or just enjoy some in-character interaction!

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Longform RPs available off-site, please message if you're interested

Currently seeking: Advanced Literate Hua Cheng RPers (21+)

Writer is 27 (he/him)

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medievaljournalist

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great now i got wind spirits to deal with. as if i dont have enough problems

xianletaizi

Huh.. hm.. this is- interesting - @godofmisfortunexianle

...So it is. Hello, me?

Is that my reflection come to life? Or are you...sentient?

godofmisfortunexianle

I am.. quite sentient. And i am as- confused as you are

I have run into quite alot of different creatures in my life but never- well never another me..

xianletaizi

Oh. Well, I can't say I'm too surprised, are you? Something like this was bound to happen eventually.

I hope you're... well. That's a good thing to wish upon someone usually. Though, I can't help but feel a little self-conscious wishing myself that. Hahaha...

#rp #godofmisfortunexianle

paper-wounds

#[this is xl in pcmggc]

probuccalfat

nobody else doing it like me. particularly because the way i’m doing it is needlessly difficult

oldbllover

five-star blessings, one-star food safety.

sco1i

“First” meeting

interdimentional

"You need to stop shutting me out," Hua Cheng says with an iciness that feels uncharacteristic. But Xie Lian's not really sure if he's qualified to speak on the topic of what is or is not characteristic for Hua Cheng, because things have changed between them over the past few months.

This shame. This horrible, deep-rooted shame that everything he says is too revealing, everything he is, is too much. Xie Lian wants to be loved. It's overwhelming, it catches in his throat, stutters and mutes him.

There's an awkward silence that clings to the end of his sentences like it's glued on there. Like a signature signed at the tail end of his every remark, the room seems to hold its breath whenever he speaks.

Or perhaps, it is just self-imposed, a result of his confusing, shifting gaze and wringing hands.

Either way, does it matter? Does it change anything? Does knowing it's self-imposed somehow meant to make it marginally more bearable?

Xie Lian just wants to be loved. He was supposed to be getting better, wasn't he? Wasn't that the entire point? But even this—recovery—Xie Lian is inept at. This time, he can't even bring himself to laugh around the sharp pain it brings him.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

"Really?" Hua Cheng, his San Lang, asks. "Are you being honest when you say that?"

Is he?

#wip #can be read as modern or canon out of context but this is a wip for the PCMGGC extra 1 #ficlet #hualian #angst