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but for everyone else btw it was @razzbberry
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wip prince hua cheng and the scrap collector! (future ghost king xie lian, better known as just wu ming in this time)
"gege has the most beautiful smile this prince has ever seen."
"your highness, has anyone ever told you how insincere you are?"
"gege is the first."
"and will your highness continue to show such kindness to a simple scrap collector in your kingdom?"
"a god is just a human. a prince is just a human. trash is just trash. maybe the only difference is that gege has a prettier smile than mine."
ps: the age gap continues to exist!
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What would happen if you make Azul kiss me (*´ω`*)
A meteorite will strike us down and kill us all.
#dying together with azul still has 'together' doesn't it?#ig it won't be that bad for you#but I'll die alone with my laptop 🫶#asks
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Okay, okay ik I'm late asf but here goes...
Three ships: My gay chinese men ofc, hualian, bingqiu and ranwan <333
First ever ship: Huh, if I thought abt it properly it'd be Ruby x Sapphire from Steven Universe. I loved their relationship sm and I loved Garnet.
Last song: IDOL, by Yoasobi, my fav music duo (and only fav music duo LMAO)
Last Movie: Damsel on Netflix, I like trashy shows, okay?
Currently reading: The Husky and His White Cat Shizun (Erha/2ha)
Currently watching: Frieren: Beyond Journey's End, Apothecary Diaries, and Mashle. My weekend updaters lmao
Currently Consuming: Homemade samgyeopsal, it tasted rlly good.
Currently Craving: MY BOOK 5 OF TGCF TO ARRIVE I AM SO READY TO BECOME SHINJI IN A CHAIR
9 people to tag: @tokowwdefox @zeina-is-bored @gremlin-of-the-backseat @yaksha-lover @lyvaen and idk anyone else to tag...
9 people you’d like to get to know better
I got tagged by @cozymochi a bit ago and it's been on my mind so like lemme just do this reaaaaaal quick
tag!!
1. Three ships: Right now I'm stuck with OC/Canon ship! Myace (Mia/Ace), Spa/ce (Deuce/Grace), and Clara/Lilia ♥
2. First ever ship: Oooof, definitely Shadamy. Like, yeah I shipped Sonamy but nothing made me understand fanfiction and fanart and inmerse myself in my online habits like Shadamy.
3. Last song: I'm not even gonna pretend to lie because it's funny to be that Cozy was listening to the SA2 OST but like I've been jamming to my Sonic playlist too LMAO
→ Dreams of an Absolution by Bentley Jones
4. Last movie: Kung Fu Panda 2
5. Currently reading: A Court of Sugar and Spice by Rebecca F. Kenney but like I'm constatly reading fanfics like god i have read so many fanfics its insane
6. Currently watching: I've been keeping up to date with both The Apothecary Diaries and Mashle ! PLEASE WATCH MASHLE DO IT PLEASE IM BEGGING YOU
7. Currently consuming: I just ate an empanadilla de pizza a bit ago, but lunch is in like 2 hours??? kjsagkjsg don't look at me for browsing tumblr while at work
8. Currently craving: to scream about my ocs in someone's dms and get actual feedback please i am clawing at the bars of my enclosure i am losing my mind
9 people to tag: @seareefer @a-mossball-with-a-pen @callimaria @m-i-n-a-m-i @femaletwstsupremacy @neige-leblanche @saint-garden @saltysaccharin
No obviously you don't have to do it, but like if you want to do it go ahead frfr!!
#tag game#text post#claude ur making me do a remembering game on my first ship and last song srly 😭#mutuals
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The last character you drew/wrote about is now stuck in the last game you played. How screwed are they?
#silver...in undertale...#It's not that bad#in fact I think he would mend the bond between humans and monsters like what he's doing with fae and humans in canon#reblog
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@tokowwdefox
ashengrotto
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fem rid 🌹🌹
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Fem Malleus ᐠ( ᐛ )ᐟ
Yes, tall dragon lady 🥰
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The fandom loves the make jokes and memes about how Jinshi cannot successfully flirt with maomao and every attempt falls flat. Hilarious, i love these jokes too. But i dont think we talk enough about how funny it also is that Jinshi also has to constantly be aware of maomao like a petowner whos pet is constantly eating shit they shouldnt
Maomao: *eating poison on purpose*
Jinshi: what are you eating?
Maomao: *starts chewing faster*
Jinshi: what is in your mouth?! Spit that out! Spit that out right now!!!
Maomao: *trying to scurry away before he catches her*
#exactly what happened in canon 🙌#there's a reason she's named mao mao hahaha#the apothecary diaries
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get tonsured idiot
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Saw a post like this with negative outlook so I asked for it to be fixed
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" 𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚"
✦ Content – canon typical angst (It's light tho), a bit of character exploration (I think), fluff at the end.
A/N: Hello and Merry Christmas! Two days late but it's still December so it should be fine. This piece was from a secret santa event and I decided, why not post it here? So, have this little Christmas piece from me! 🎄🌟
Malleus often finds herself thinking about the future.
She believes the habit stemmed from her childhood, from the very present reminder that she should think about her future as crown princess. Even if she was no older than twenty years old at the time. If she were to put it in human standards, she would have been no older than five amongst her kinsmen.
From Lilia, to her advisors, and perhaps everyone around her have never ceased to remind her of this lofty duty. To the point that merely their presence alone reminds her of the weight on her shoulders, and a truly hefty weight it is.
Years pass, and Malleus feels the weight growing heavier and heavier.
She believes it should have been the opposite case, wherein the more often you carry a weight, the lesser it weighs until you feel no strain at all. However, woe is her, for that is not the case. And the weights keep increasing along with her responsibilities.
The weight of the impending loss that she will feel once the people she cares about perish, the weight of her duties that will always present, and most of all, the weight of her loneliness.
Now the last one, Malleus knows is possible to be lifted. Unlike the rest of the shackles that bind her. But even then, it was just that, a possibility. It could take years – perhaps a millennium – until she finds someone, anyone, who can lift the suffocating weight of her loneliness.
That was one of the leading reasons (The coaxing of Lilia being the other) she accepted the invitation to NRC. But even with all the hope she held in his heart, it was all dashed by the looks and stares given to her by her peers.
It’s the same, she realizes, the same enraging look as everyone else.
Admiration, fear, acknowledgement, intimidation, disdain. All of it was painted on their faces. And Malleus starts to feel faint, cold, like she was drowning in a sea of ice, the cold piercing painfully to the marrow of her bones.
That was the day she stopped having hope.
In the following years of her stay in NRC, only a few brave ones were able to strike a conversation with her. Nearly lighting her small candle of hope before cruelly blowing it out with the distance that follows right after.
But, against all odds, her small candle of hope was re-lit. The flames raging forth and taking her heart in a tempestuous and uncontrollable storm.
All of this done by none other than a human.
It was absolutely unbelievable. Malleus can’t help but chuckle dryly at her ridiculous situation. After all, your lifespan oh so short compared to hers. Once the day of your passing comes, all her grief and loneliness would increase tenfold. Hence, avoiding closer relations with you would be nothing but in her best interests. Though, she wonders, why is it does she keep coming back?
Back to your quaint and dilapidated home, back to your conversations and laughs, back to the warm meals and banter, back to the cozy and quiet company, back to you.
Whilst staring longingly at your backlit figure – the light gives you a wonderous and bright halo, she thinks, almost as if you were a deity – she wonders, truly, why can’t these moments just last forever? Why couldn’t you just be a fae like her? Why does the natural law between humans and fae have to be so painful? Why do you have to leave? leave her?
“Tsunotaro!”
Your call effectively snaps Malleus out of her gloomy, wayward thoughts. With bright enthusiasm, you abruptly drag Malleus by the hand, unwillingly making her tumble (Face first, mind you) with you in the snow.
You laugh brightly, the sound tinkling in Malleus’ ears. Even with snow all over your hair and cheeks, you show no care at all for how disheveled you might have looked and just continued laughing as happy as can be in the snow. At that, Malleus can’t help but join you in your melody of laughter.
In over all the decades she had lived, Malleus finally learns how easy it is to just, be happy.
Made by @femaletwstsupremacy please do not copy, use, or steal my work.
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" 𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚"
✦ Content – canon typical angst (It's light tho), a bit of character exploration (I think), fluff at the end.
A/N: Hello and Merry Christmas! Two days late but it's still December so it should be fine. This piece was from a secret santa event and I decided, why not post it here? So, have this little Christmas piece from me! 🎄🌟
Malleus often finds herself thinking about the future.
She believes the habit stemmed from her childhood, from the very present reminder that she should think about her future as crown princess. Even if she was no older than twenty years old at the time. If she were to put it in human standards, she would have been no older than five amongst her kinsmen.
From Lilia, to her advisors, and perhaps everyone around her have never ceased to remind her of this lofty duty. To the point that merely their presence alone reminds her of the weight on her shoulders, and a truly hefty weight it is.
Years pass, and Malleus feels the weight growing heavier and heavier.
She believes it should have been the opposite case, wherein the more often you carry a weight, the lesser it weighs until you feel no strain at all. However, woe is her, for that is not the case. And the weights keep increasing along with her responsibilities.
The weight of the impending loss that she will feel once the people she cares about perish, the weight of her duties that will always present, and most of all, the weight of her loneliness.
Now the last one, Malleus knows is possible to be lifted. Unlike the rest of the shackles that bind her. But even then, it was just that, a possibility. It could take years – perhaps a millennium – until she finds someone, anyone, who can lift the suffocating weight of her loneliness.
That was one of the leading reasons (The coaxing of Lilia being the other) she accepted the invitation to NRC. But even with all the hope she held in his heart, it was all dashed by the looks and stares given to her by her peers.
It’s the same, she realizes, the same enraging look as everyone else.
Admiration, fear, acknowledgement, intimidation, disdain. All of it was painted on their faces. And Malleus starts to feel faint, cold, like she was drowning in a sea of ice, the cold piercing painfully to the marrow of her bones.
That was the day she stopped having hope.
In the following years of her stay in NRC, only a few brave ones were able to strike a conversation with her. Nearly lighting her small candle of hope before cruelly blowing it out with the distance that follows right after.
But, against all odds, her small candle of hope was re-lit. The flames raging forth and taking her heart in a tempestuous and uncontrollable storm.
All of this done by none other than a human.
It was absolutely unbelievable. Malleus can’t help but chuckle dryly at her ridiculous situation. After all, your lifespan oh so short compared to hers. Once the day of your passing comes, all her grief and loneliness would increase tenfold. Hence, avoiding closer relations with you would be nothing but in her best interests. Though, she wonders, why is it does she keep coming back?
Back to your quaint and dilapidated home, back to your conversations and laughs, back to the warm meals and banter, back to the cozy and quiet company, back to you.
Whilst staring longingly at your backlit figure – the light gives you a wonderous and bright halo, she thinks, almost as if you were a deity – she wonders, truly, why can’t these moments just last forever? Why couldn’t you just be a fae like her? Why does the natural law between humans and fae have to be so painful? Why do you have to leave? leave her?
“Tsunotaro!”
Your call effectively snaps Malleus out of her gloomy, wayward thoughts. With bright enthusiasm, you abruptly drag Malleus by the hand, unwillingly making her tumble (Face first, mind you) with you in the snow.
You laugh brightly, the sound tinkling in Malleus’ ears. Even with snow all over your hair and cheeks, you show no care at all for how disheveled you might have looked and just continued laughing as happy as can be in the snow. At that, Malleus can’t help but join you in your melody of laughter.
In over all the decades she had lived, Malleus finally learns how easy it is to just, be happy.
Made by @femaletwstsupremacy please do not copy, use, or steal my work.
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" 𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚"
✦ Content – canon typical angst (It's light tho), a bit of character exploration (I think), fluff at the end.
A/N: Hello and Merry Christmas! Two days late but it's still December so it should be fine. This piece was from a secret santa event and I decided, why not post it here? So, have this little Christmas piece from me! 🎄🌟
Malleus often finds herself thinking about the future.
She believes the habit stemmed from her childhood, from the very present reminder that she should think about her future as crown princess. Even if she was no older than twenty years old at the time. If she were to put it in human standards, she would have been no older than five amongst her kinsmen.
From Lilia, to her advisors, and perhaps everyone around her have never ceased to remind her of this lofty duty. To the point that merely their presence alone reminds her of the weight on her shoulders, and a truly hefty weight it is.
Years pass, and Malleus feels the weight growing heavier and heavier.
She believes it should have been the opposite case, wherein the more often you carry a weight, the lesser it weighs until you feel no strain at all. However, woe is her, for that is not the case. And the weights keep increasing along with her responsibilities.
The weight of the impending loss that she will feel once the people she cares about perish, the weight of her duties that will always present, and most of all, the weight of her loneliness.
Now the last one, Malleus knows is possible to be lifted. Unlike the rest of the shackles that bind her. But even then, it was just that, a possibility. It could take years – perhaps a millennium – until she finds someone, anyone, who can lift the suffocating weight of her loneliness.
That was one of the leading reasons (The coaxing of Lilia being the other) she accepted the invitation to NRC. But even with all the hope she held in his heart, it was all dashed by the looks and stares given to her by her peers.
It’s the same, she realizes, the same enraging look as everyone else.
Admiration, fear, acknowledgement, intimidation, disdain. All of it was painted on their faces. And Malleus starts to feel faint, cold, like she was drowning in a sea of ice, the cold piercing painfully to the marrow of her bones.
That was the day she stopped having hope.
In the following years of her stay in NRC, only a few brave ones were able to strike a conversation with her. Nearly lighting her small candle of hope before cruelly blowing it out with the distance that follows right after.
But, against all odds, her small candle of hope was re-lit. The flames raging forth and taking her heart in a tempestuous and uncontrollable storm.
All of this done by none other than a human.
It was absolutely unbelievable. Malleus can’t help but chuckle dryly at her ridiculous situation. After all, your lifespan oh so short compared to hers. Once the day of your passing comes, all her grief and loneliness would increase tenfold. Hence, avoiding closer relations with you would be nothing but in her best interests. Though, she wonders, why is it does she keep coming back?
Back to your quaint and dilapidated home, back to your conversations and laughs, back to the warm meals and banter, back to the cozy and quiet company, back to you.
Whilst staring longingly at your backlit figure – the light gives you a wonderous and bright halo, she thinks, almost as if you were a deity – she wonders, truly, why can’t these moments just last forever? Why couldn’t you just be a fae like her? Why does the natural law between humans and fae have to be so painful? Why do you have to leave? leave her?
“Tsunotaro!”
Your call effectively snaps Malleus out of her gloomy, wayward thoughts. With bright enthusiasm, you abruptly drag Malleus by the hand, unwillingly making her tumble (Face first, mind you) with you in the snow.
You laugh brightly, the sound tinkling in Malleus’ ears. Even with snow all over your hair and cheeks, you show no care at all for how disheveled you might have looked and just continued laughing as happy as can be in the snow. At that, Malleus can’t help but join you in your melody of laughter.
In over all the decades she had lived, Malleus finally learns how easy it is to just, be happy.
Made by @femaletwstsupremacy please do not copy, use, or steal my work.
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