#and now zhang too

[stellarish]

One thing about me is that whenever I get stuck in a rut trying to write a male character I start thinking about making him a woman

[somewhereincairparavel]

To the people saying "Jason wouldn't have jumped into tartarus for Piper, like Percy did for Annabeth" as a way to demean him. Jason, plunged into the sky from the grand canyon to catch Piper in the first few pages of the lost hero without even knowing who she was, and without the knowledge that he could fly. so he basically jumped to his death attempting to catch her. In the first few pages of his journey, he didn't mind dying to save Piper, and ironically, that's also what he did in the last few pages of his journey. Y'all just be making the most out of pocket claims abt jason fr

[ramen8008]

Estelle Blofis is going to be so loved, it's almost hard to comprehend.

Despite the fact that her parents are literally Sally and Paul who are absolutely amazing.

The entirety of Percy and his friends would love her so much. She will never ever be in a situation where she will think that she's alone. She'll always have someone to call, always have somewhere to go back to, always have a home.

And they will make sure of it, she will never go through what they did. She'll never have to worry about going home and getting yelled at or hit, worry about people not caring for her, worry that what she does being the only thing that proves her "worth". She will be loved unconditionally which many of them weren't.

I don't think you understand. She will be the counter of all their fatal flaws, she will never think she isn't enough, she'll never believe herself to be a burden, she will never question the love people have for her, she will never be afraid to make decisions in fear of failure because she will always have people to fall back to, she will never feel the need to risk herself for others, she will never have a intense desire for something like power, because she has the people she loves, she will never think of herself as useless, she will never have to wonder whether her life is at risk, she'll never have to believe that it's up to her to fix her broken family, never have to worry about not having a home to go back to. Never worry about her self worth being tied to something she was "destined" to do.

And she will NEVER wonder whether she is alone.

She could be thousands of miles away from home and even there she would have someone. She could be anywhere on the planet Earth hell even not on Earth and she will never be alone, she will never fear for her life.

And she will ALWAYS be loved.

[taeraekims]

ZHANGHAO ENERGETIC KCON HONG KONG

[bununuu]

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[xiakeponz]

the shenanigans in our cdrama disc. ft. @llonkrebboj and co

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additional contribution from @lu-luna-lunatic

[perenians]

it is incredibly hard not to grab the wedding rings from the skeletons (both the true love's embrace/caress pair & the worn gold rings that used to have a date on them) & have galecassia equip them. the only thing that's stopping me is that they give no advantage of any sort (warding bond Does Not Help at ALL) so i'm currently making gale carry them around "secretly" like he just slipped them into his pocket while she wasn't looking.

my hc is that when they found either pair, gale watched her eyes linger on the skeletons' eyeless sockets & ever-grinning teeth with an expression of grief & longing & something else he didn't have the words for. he picked the rings up after cassia left them to rest, suddenly reminded of what the dawnmaster said in his final letter. in death, there is new life. these rings are not remnants of love, but rather a love born anew. the rings are representative of finding love in the midst of the shadow-cursed lands, finding hope where there seems to be nothing but despair. like the land around us is rotting & twisted but i can't imagine any place that could turn my heart from you, cursed or otherwise. time is short. i'm in love with you.

[sionnaach]

Trigger warnings for drug and alcohol use, temporary character death, slight mental health spiralling

chapter one

ao3

I warned you about stairs bro

--

“What the fuck?”

Nico is back in the bathroom, staring at himself in the mirror.

He was just hit by a car. Right? That definitely just happened. He should be dead, not standing in front of his bathroom mirror, staring at his reflection.

Not a mark on him, either. Not a drop of blood, or a bruise, or even a scuff of dirt. Exactly the same.

“What the fuck.” He repeats, quieter. Did he hallucinate the last, what, three hours?

There's a knock on the door.

Ignoring the glare from the girl outside - who he still doesn't know - as she slams the door shut behind her, he makes a beeline for the kitchen. Again Nico passes by people all wishing him happy birthday. He shrugs off their touches and ignores the shot thrust out before him.

Piper is still in the kitchen, behind the counter. She grins when she sees him, holding the lit joint up and singing; “Happy birthday to you, happy birthday-”

He cuts her off again. “Piper, what was in that joint?”

She blinks at him, looking from the joint in her hand and back to Nico, more than a little confused. “This one? It's just weed, dude. And you've not had any yet.”

“Are you absolutely sure there's nothing else in it?”

“Yes? I mean, it's from my regular dealer. You know, the one that Percy Jackson Himself recommended.” she frowns, clearly concerned. “What's wrong?”

“I got hit by a car and died.”

“That's not funny, what the fuck Nico.”

“No, I'm serious. I’ve already been through this party. I went to the shop and got hit by a car while crossing the road.”

Piper looks ready to book him into the next available therapy session with the first of her colleagues who is free and also happens to specialise in ‘losing touch with reality’, which is understandable. Nico tries a different approach. “Leo and Jason are going to show up in the next like, minute.”

There's a loud cheer just as he finishes speaking, and Leo’s voice booms over the music.

“Chef Leo is back in business!”

Nico raises his eyebrows at Piper and spreads his hands. She's still frowning at him.

“Okay that's… a little weird, but they did say they were on their way. Have you had anything else to drink? Taken anything?”

“Before? Yeah, your joint and like half a bottle of moonshine. About an hour after this conversation.”

Before Piper can respond, Leo and Jason appear beside them, taco trays at the ready.

“Yikes, whatever conversation is happening here is way too serious.” Leo says, moving to place down his platter once Piper clears the counter for them. “You're welcome, by the way.”

Nico hardly waits for the tray to hit the countertop before he's grabbing a taco and wolfing it down, deciding that he needs to sober up immediately and figure out what the fuck is going on.

Leo retracts his hands like Nico is a feral dog. “Jesucristo. Piper, do you feed the boy?”

“Nico is a twenty-five-year-old Adult, with an Adult Job and Adult Bills. He feeds himself.”

Jason, meanwhile, is watching him with a concerned expression, moving to his opposite side. “You good?” he asks softly as Nico starts in on his second taco.

Nico covers his mouth to reply around the mouthful of food, because of course they’re talking to him while he’s eating. “Bad trip.”

“He says he's already been at the party.” Piper fills them in, giving Nico a chance to finish his taco in peace. “Like, lived the whole thing already.”

“Like deja-vu?” Jason asks, and Nico shrugs.

“I guess.”

“Deja-vu?” Leo repeats, inserting himself into the conversation. “The fuck have you been smoking?”

“Piper’s joint, or nothing, I don’t fucking know.”

Leo takes the joint from Piper and studies it carefully, like he can tell the chemical components through sight and touch alone. She rolls her eyes. “At least smoke it, asshole.”

He inhales deeply. Breathes back out slowly. A moment's pause, and he hands the joint back to Piper with a shrug. “Yeah. that’s definitely just weed, dude.”

“Whatever it is, it has majorly fucked me up.”

“Again, you haven’t had any.”

She holds it out to him, but Nico waves her off.

“I need to figure out what’s going on.” He starts, and blinks when he realises that Piper’s expression has shifted, nor is her attention on his face. “What?”

She’s glaring at something over his shoulder, and Nico turns to find Octavian standing in the doorway. He gives Nico an imporing look.

“Nico, can we-”

“Absolutely not.” His roommate speaks before Nico can, and Octavian scowls at her.

“This doesn’t concern you, Piper.”

She raises her chin, giving Octavian a look that is ice cold. “This is my house, and you weren’t invited. Get out.”

Octavian looks back at Nico, as if he’d somehow be on his side. He shrugs innocently. “It’s true, I just pay rent. Better do as she says.”

Jason and Leo are on either side of Octavian now (which, admittedly, is a little funny. Jason is both taller and broader than his ex, but Leo is about five-foot-three on a good day.) “Private party, dude.” Leo says, his smile threatening.

Jason doesn’t have to say anything. Octavian takes one look at him and seems to reconsider whatever retort was going through his head.

Octavian meets his eyes through the wall of his friend’s shoulders. “Just… Call me? Please?” He pleads as Jason and Leo guide him out. Nico flips him off.

Piper is still scowling past him when he turns back to her. “Dickbag.” She says finally, earning a snort of laughter from Nico.

“Want a shot?” She asks, a little too enthusiastically, and Nico grins.

-

“Happy birthday Nico! I’m so sorry we’re late.” Hazel pulls him into a tight hug and kisses both his cheeks in greeting. Frank is a little more reserved than his sister, but still gives Nico a hug that is only slightly bone crushing.

“You’ve not missed much.” He tells Hazel when Frank releases him, a little breathless.

Leo appears with a couple paper plates loaded with tacos, which he hands to Hazel and Frank. Nico tries to steal one from Hazel, but she smacks his hand away with a sisterly glare. He sticks his tongue out at her and she laughs.

Leo gives his sister and brother-in-law a wide grin. “We had to kick out Octavian.”

Hazel grimaces, not finding this news nearly as amusing as Leo. “Why was he here? Surely you didn’t invite him.” She pauses, then turns to Nico with a disapproving frown. “You didn’t get back with him, did you?”

“What- Hazel, no.” He’s almost offended that she would come to such a conclusion. Mainly because it’s not exactly outside of his wheelhouse, in terms of bad romantic decisions, and they all know it.

“Good. You deserve better.”

He rolls his eyes, but gives her a small smile. “Keep saying that and I’ll start believing it.”

–

They manage to procure the couches to sit as a group, Perks of being host-slash-birthday-boy, Nico figures.

His social battery is quickly wearing out. He loves his friends and he loves his sister and her fiance but he hates parties and he hates crowds and really, Leo, why did you think this was the best way to celebrate my birthday?

It’s Nico, Piper, and Jason on one and Hazel and Frank on the other. Leo sits on the floor between Jason’s legs. He's playing with a Rubik’s Cube, because of course he is. Nico isn’t even sure where he found it, or if he brought it with him for some inexplicable Leo reason.

They’re talking amongst themselves with voices raised above the general clamor and thumping music, trying to catch up with each other, while Nico stares ahead at nothing.

They, being the six of them, could have rigged up Nico’s Switch to the projector and played Mario Kart until 4am while getting high, and honestly, that sounds like a much better night than being surrounded by people he doesn’t know, during one of the weirdest nights of his life.

“I’m going outside.” He says suddenly, knocking Piper’s legs off his lap as he jumps to his feet. She stretches them out in his absence, leaning back into Jason, and looks up at him.

“If you go to the shop can you grab me a box of Marlboros? Please and thank you.”

Nico nods, though he has no intention of heading that far again, lest he get hit by another car.

–

He takes the stairwell two steps at a time. Hopefully the fresh air will clear his head a little. His vision is starting to get hazy, but he doesn’t feel that drunk.

He misses a step.

He can’t catch himself.

Nico tumbles down the rest of the stairs and lands on his neck with a crunch.

–

Someone is knocking on the bathroom door.

Nico is staring at his reflection in the mirror.

“For fuck’s sake.”

He broke his neck. He fell down a flight of stairs and broke his neck and fucking died. Again. He pulls back his hair with shaking hands and checks himself in the mirror, turning his head left and right, for any sign of a broken neck.

Nothing.

He lets his hair fall back into his face with a frustrated sigh.

He backs up and holds his shirt up. He was hit by a car and then fell down a concrete stairwell, he should be covered in bruises.

Again. Not a scratch.

Someone’s knocking on the door.

“Give me a fucking minute.” He hisses, pulling his shirt back down. He leans over the sink. Splashes water onto his face and rubs briskly. Get it together, Niccoló.

He doesn’t even glance at the girl waiting to get in, striding past her and directly towards Piper, who is still in the fucking kitchen.

“Piper, I think I’m losing my mind.” He announces, somewhat desperately, before she can start singing Happy Birthday.

“That’s your frontal lobe finishing it’s development.” She answers with a grin. It drops, when she sees how shaken he is. “Oh no, what’s wrong?”

He leans his elbows on the counter and hides his face in his hands, breathing slowly and deeply to try and settle his heart rate. “I keep. I don’t know. I think I’m dead and I’m stuck in limbo which is my twenty-fifth birthday party, for some fucking reason.” He looks back up to gauge her reaction, raking his hair back with one hand.

It doesn’t look good, not that he was expecting anything else.

“Okay. In good conscience, I can’t let you drink or smoke anymore.” She starts, stubbing the joint out in an ashtray and tucking it behind her ear. “I’ll kick everyone else out, it can just be the six of us and we can figure out what’s going on.”

Honestly, it’s tempting, but he knows that, for Piper,‘figuring out what’s going on’ is code for ‘are you in danger and need medical assistance’ not ‘the universe is out to kill me and succeeding.'

He deliberates for a little longer, before shaking his head. “No. No, it’s fine. I think I’m just having a bad trip. I might just… Go to bed. Sorry for being a killjoy.”

Piper rounds the counter to give him a quick hug. “You’re not, you’re being smart. I’ll let folk stay for now, but text me if things get too loud and they’re gone. It’s still your birthday.”

“Right. Enjoy your night.”

She gives him another hug, one arm around his shoulders, pressing her cheek to his hair affectionately before letting him go. Nico can see her pulling her phone out as he leaves the kitchen.

A few people wish him happy birthday when he passes them in the hallway, and he gives them half-hearted ‘thank you’s’ before retreating into the dark of his bedroom. He kicks off his boots and falls face-first onto his bed, not bothering to change out of the rest of his clothes.

“Happy fuckin’ birthday.” He mutters to himself, sending a quick prayer to whatever God happens to be listening so that he doesn’t suffocate in his sleep and wake up in the fucking bathroom.

[goldencloudgazer]

HARPER'S BAZAAR CHINA X x TENCENT x LOST YOU FOREVER — 2023, Yang Zi and Zhang Wan Yi

[imitor]

houyi ..... i think i love all my bsd ocs on a degree that has me frightened

[etherealvoidechoes]

Mobile post. Taking a crack at drawing Zhao Huiwen. Giving him some grays because who wouldn’t be stressed post-earth being conquered and post-getting spliced with a Chryssalid.

And toying with ideas as I edit his XCOM Legends shudder design.

[escapisminacan]

As happy as I am with the new update, I wish zhanyi could have had a moment when jianyi woke up :/. Like zzx blaming himself and jy telling him its not his fault, and idk like a tearful hug

[koririmao]

[altereremit]

remember that relationship chart? I thought to myself: Well, that's quite a shitty pic with some shitty quality.

Problem: The original wasn't any better. Or more like: that actually was the original. Shocking, I know.

And since I couldn't stand this very blemish on my very untarnished tumblr, I redid it. In English. So that (even more) people could actually read and understand it.

And - *drum roll* - TADAAAA!

There you have it. I even threw in some colors for free. (.....i hope it is readable?)

Enjoy the creative mind product of the Chinese Netizens.

[EDIT: I shall take your request for the relationship chart, that means adding relationships/new people to it. The results will be posted in this post.]

....

And apparently there is already some fanart of our beloved "happy family of three" circulating around on Weibo (image is linked to post):

And some of the old pictures of past competitions, which are circulating the internet again (due to the OGG family hot topic), are quite hilarious, e.g. this one:

...I just want to know...: Sun Yang, what's going on? What happened? Whom did they kill?

--- And are they all holding hands? Aawww, the contrast.😂

But that's the amazing internetz for you, nothing will ever get lost in time for forever. Someone will stumble across your shit, sooner or later.

Now,

[qilingxiong]

*laying down staring at the ceiling* do you ever think about how zhang hailou waited decades for zhang qiling to come back to him, after everything he'd prepared for him so that finally the zhang family would give him the respect and recognition he deserved, and now he has no idea if zhang qiling even remembers him anymore

[sincaraz]

from the grandstand