#dcstinyscdgc

[roscvcins]

@dcstinyscdgc asked : “New Years Kiss” (s.ubai) - Send “New Years Kiss” to give my muse a kiss at midnight on New Year’s Eve (ACCEPTING <3)

Time is STRANGE, he thinks. When he looks into the sky he isn't thinking of the heights, of soaring, of freedom and the wind on his wings. The silence isn't tinged with annoyance, despairing, longing - with impatience, with another year slipping away into nothingness like a rock into a pond, making one or two ripples at most before disappearing. Rather, tonight is different - W.en R.ou and X.iao S.hitou have disappeared into the distance though the sound of their shouts and chasing each other through the paths for the last chicken skewer still carries over, making S.u M.engzhen laugh. B.ai C.houfei's companion is sitting next to him, wine cup half drained, close enough that the hairs of the fur collar lining heavy cloak brushes his shoulder - and he is looking up at the sky, face warm, eyes softer than even he realizes, for once thinking, WHAT A GOOD THING this year has passed.

What a good thing that he's had another year with M.engzhen. That he will now have a new year with M.engzhen. He is craning his neck for the fireworks somebody said the citadel guards were going to let loose into the night, complaining now and again that he should have gone to fire them himself since apparently one can't trust the magistrates with anything nowadays, but - when they shoot into the sky, bright and blooming, sparkling and gorgeous - he isn't looking at them anymore.

Rather he's looking at M.engzhen, at the way the lights selectively reflected in his warm dark eyes make the rainbows created of gunpowder and smoke look like comets. He thought from the first moment they met that an ancient flame burned in M.engzhen's eyes - like starlight, like the sun.

When M.engzhen turns, he is still looking - and he sighs, when M.engzhen touches his cheek, and closes his eyes, when M.engzhen leans closer, and -

(M.engzhen tastes like wine, and like melting snow, and perhaps a little bitter - he wasn't allowed to skip his bowl of medicine despite the holiday - and his lips are cool and his hand is warm, and B.ai C.houfei cants forward, his own hands slipping past fur touched with light snow to pull M,engzhen closer and closer together until, lit by the light of the fireworks alone, they may as well have been one shadow.)

[adversitybloomed]

🌸  ┊ letter received from  @dcstinyscdgc       General Jiang Cheng : “  i think it’s okay to be lonely sometimes.  i think that’s when you learn the most about who and what you are.  and who you want to be.  ” / DEEPER CONVERSATION PROMPTS.

        ❝  loneliness is part of the occupation, is it not ?  ❞    a small smile touched upon Mulan's lips for she knew that what the General said was true. but, just as quickly as the smile came, it faded for she could not help but think that though it helped build ones character, it also left an weighing ache upon the heart that was hard to ignore.

          loneliness was not a new notion for her, for she and the feeling had been intertwined since she was a small child. she had felt it when she lacked friendship for many children feared the fact that she saw what others could not see. loneliness was what originally drew her to pay homage to the Moon Goddess Chang'e, for she too knew it's dull ache. and though it was hard to admit, loneliness helped drive her into being consistently active, so that she was not left alone with just her thoughts.

        ❝  while for the most part, i do agree with you... i do not think lonely is the right word. what you describe, seems to be more of a time for self-reflection. such a time is important for the development of any person.... but, to me... loneliness is a weighted feeling, one that takes hold of the mind and soul, bringing a time of darkness. in our profession, it is seen mostly when we must take charge and be the source of strength for all of us around. it is when we must be serious, while others get the luxury of expressing the emotions of the moment.  ❞

          she paused for a moment, her lips slightly parted before she leaned back into her seat to make a show of ease.      ❝  being lonely, is like a little girl standing within the crowd of people, wishing just one person will turn to her after she speaks and offer their hand for her to join them in enjoying the festivities.  ❞

[diivineray]

“   Fuck being the bigger person; I’m going to start biting people. ” (ruolan @ jc)

         ⋅˚₊‧ ୨ …𖥸 …୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅ ― Jiang Cheng fixated his gaze on her, observing closely as he noticed the way her face puffed up resembling a blowfish. A profound transformation occurred within the Sect leader, compelling him to embark on an unexpected course of action. Laughter bubbled up from deep within him, a foreign and unfamiliar sound escaping from his lips. His hands instinctively moved to clutch his sides as he struggled to regain his composure. Oblivious to the heads that turned in curiosity, he continued to laugh, an unusual && unexpected occurrence for someone known more for their sharp tone and angry remarks. 

               Jiang Cheng had almost forgotten what it felt like to laugh, but her ability to provoke such a reaction from him was both endearing and heartwarming. He found it genuinely nice to see her react so boldly in his defense, and it brought a sense of warmth to his heart. ❝ As long as you don't bite me, I bite back. ❞

[evcryopeneye]

@dcstinyscdgc gets a starter - feng wu & jiang cheng

The bustling market was dusty and dry, Feng Wu couldn’t remember the last time it rained here. Soil rom the once blossoming fields brushed across the road into the city…it was concerning, and yet, like many people it had become the spectre at the back of Feng Wu’s mind. She simply had to focus on the sales in front of her in the hopes of making enough that she would keep them in food this week. 

She was losing count of the number of times she’d been told that she should increase the prices in her office but how could she do that when the majority of her time she was trying to deal with people who could barely afford food and never mind medical care. No. She was simply going to have to find a way to subsidise things in order to make it a little more fair. 

Maybe that was why she’d picked her customers out of the crowd, spotted a young man with gold threaded robes, managed to talk him into buying the rare and exceedingly expensive energy boosting pills. It had taken time, though if there was one thing Feng Wu was good at was convincing people of things. They were….vitamin pills, but it wasn’t like her target was going to know that. Usually telling people how they were going to feel was just as effective as actual medicine. She found that funny. 

As money exchanged hands, another figure in the crowd caught her attention. She was well aware that she was staring. Yet did it matter? A sinking knowing feeling that she knew the person…even if the specifics weren’t there. 

“Hi.” 

[hellishvxbes]

🔥 gum

Send me a “ 🔥 “ for an unpopular opinion. Bonus points if you include a topic. ( IE. shipping, roleplaying, ect. )

chewing gum is really gross chewing gum i hate the mosttt. hehehee. i say this as I am chewing gum. TBH. i have to be in the mood to chew gum, but the kid in me really loves the hubba bubba tape cuz of the texture even tho the flavor only sticks around for like 3 minutes.

otherwise, its not my go to candy unless its in a blow pop. i'm trying not to have too much of it cuz I know its bad for your teeth.

[cuckoo-among-beasts]

@dcstinyscdgc liked for a short oc (deng.wanqing) starter:

Huaisang sighs longingly, watching the elegant, yet powerful, animal. "That is an absolute magnificent horse. Truly a royal among animals." Qinghe is known for its horses, so Huaisang knows when he sees a splendid one and this is an extraordinary specimen. "Beautiful..."

[riwrite]

@dcstinyscdgc.

sweat drips uncomfortably down his back, his arms ache, trembling, with the exertion of swinging his saber around, and frustration wells up inside him like a dam about to burst. his inner monologue can succinctly be translated to an ardent i hate this i hate this i hate this — he would rather be doing anything else ! painting, reading, lying facedown in the dirt to finally give his tired muscles the rest they deserve — anything ! but nie mingjue is firm. nie huaisang will one day lead the sect, so he will learn their techniques.

   ( and he hates that, too ! he hates knowing his brother will more than likely die early, sent into qi deviation by the spirit in his saber ! huaisang doesn't want to lose the only family he has left, and he definitely doesn't want to be thrust into a leadership position ! )

his frustration makes him clumsy, and his already questionable focus slips. as he tries shifting from one form to another, the weapon in his hand dips dangerously, and before he can correct it, his open hand slides across the sharp edge. then, a number of things happen at once — overwhelming pain following the line of red beginning to drip down his palm, a thud as his saber falls unceremoniously to the dirt at his feet, and an undignified cry as he cradles the injured hand.

nie huaisang looks dejectedly to his brother, and thankfully the pain aids in bringing tears to his eyes ( he's only playing this up a little. ) " this is why i don't like this ! " he complains through a convincing sob, complete with even a little stomp of his foot in a manner completely unbefitting a teenager. blood drips onto his boots and he makes a point to avoid looking at it. " i'm bad at it ! i'm never gonna get it ! it hurts ! "

[caelestcs]

"--- I hate you deeply, and the measure of my changing love for you is that I do not see you but love you blindly.

Mi Mi & Shi Wudu || star comet crossed || @dcstinyscdgc

[yongilho]

A bandage hung loosely from his arm, barely clinging on—half of it flapping with each movement, exposing a cut that hadn’t fully healed. With a sharp tug, he ripped the rest of it off, twirling it between his fingers before flicking it toward the piles of trash stacked around the industrial-sized garbage bins.

It was early morning, the icy chill of winter night giving way to an even colder dawn. The streets were mostly deserted, save for the occasional car passing by. In the distance, faint music echoed from a karaoke bar still alive with activity. For the revelers inside, six in the morning didn’t mean bedtime—it was either time to find another spot to keep the party going or to hunt down a steaming bowl of soup before heading home.

One of the girls was supposed to meet him half an hour ago. Her client had only booked her until five, and she should’ve been here by now. He sighed, deciding to wait a few more minutes before heading to the club to find her.

But before he could shift his weight or light another cigarette, the sound of footsteps against the frozen pavement drew his attention. He looked up, spotting a familiar face and a familiar frock.

“Morning,” he said, giving a small nod in greeting.

a little plotted thing with @dcstinyscdgc

[soundingstars]

"Do you want a hot chocolate?" (chen ruolan's modern verse for Wu Xie or hmu if you want to discuss who could work for her)

Gentle Care |still accepting|

There was an obvious chill in the air while that familiar journal which belonged to Wu Xie rested between his fingers as the group was waiting to enter the tomb. They were waiting for when the time was right while Xiaoge had made it clear when they needed to enter. He trusted his judgement because of the bond that the two managed to create since they first crossed paths. He knew that he would be there to assist him if Wu Xie needed help or if he found himself in a tricky situation. 

Zhang Qiling always had a habit of finding the heir when he somehow landed himself in trouble. He was able to find him at the right moment to shield him from the danger that decided to make an appearance. He had the uncanny ability to find him as if he had a sixth sense when it came to Wu Xie. 

The thought easily caused a small smile to grace his lips knowing that he was nearby making sure that he would stay safe. He was always on the lookout for any danger that might make an appearance whether it was from the very people who were nearby or dangers connected to the tomb that they were going to explore. 

His thoughts were interrupted by the sudden voice that decided to speak out to him causing his gaze to leave the page of the journal which rested between his fingers. One that had some information dealing with the tomb that they were going to explore which barely scratched the surface of what he managed to learn so far. There were a few other books he was planning to go through once more to see if he could learn anything else. 

“Oh, thank you. I could use one, it is a bit cold out.”

@dcstinyscdgc

[roscvcins]

@dcstinyscdgc asked : "there you are, darling" (idk how this would work, j.ongwoo and m.oonjo)

"Yes, in fact, here I am." His attention is IMMEDIATELY gone, laser-focused on one man. The disappointment from the pretty young lady leaned just a little too close over the counter is palpable, thick in the air. But also noticeable are the stars now reflected in the bottomless black eyes, the way even M.oonjo's breathing softens, the way his whole body angles toward J.ongwoo. Taken - his body language says - not just taken, but belonging entirely to. To the outsider it might be unnatural, an unnerving change - but equally ethereal as disturbing to behold, like color returning to ashen gray face as a dead man slowly straightens from where he had been slumped over, thawing alive. "...I was wondering when you'd find me."

And be his hero again.

M.oonjo's own hand reaches over to J.ongwoo's other hand, curling his pinky around J.ongwoo's. He winks slowly, and lips stretch into a particular grin. "...We have a lunch date to get to, don't we darling?"

[adversitybloomed]

🌸  ┊@​  @dcstinyscdgc   Cheng Cheng  liked for a small starter.

        ❝  welcome, General Jiang. please have a seat and make yourself at ease... may i offer you some tea ?  ❞

[diivineray]

oh my, somebody’s gonna be walking very funny tomorrow morning. (fei fei @ pm)

                    ⋆༺𓆩⚔️𓆪༻⋆ ― Pei Ming squints at her suspiciously. ❛ What do you mean by that?? Do you know something I don't? ❜

[evcryopeneye]

@dcstinyscdgc asked: "I made you some hot chocolate." (modern!ling.wen @ feng.wu)

“Oh…” she’s caught off guard, phone in one hand, busy putting out fires at work on what was meant to be her day off. 

“You did?” Reaching for the cup she took it and breathed it in. Oh. Her heart. It smelled like the comfort of home in winter. 

“What prompted this?”

[hellishvxbes]

i fucking love and adore you 😭

2024 is almost over! Tell me anything you've been wanting !

LINSSSSSSS 😭time to get smusshyy. I think you are living proof that, good things come out of bad fall outs. For every yucky person gone, we are gifted wonderful people and you are absolutely one of those people. Thank you always for being there, for being such an amazing friend to me. Letting me rant or vent, I sometimes think I do that too much and i've been trying dial it back ! cries.

but I love all our conversations, how fast they switch up, how we always know we can go to each other whenever there is tea to discuss. I love how real you are with me, you aren't afraid to correct me, we can have those conversations without it being weird. that is really hard to find in people and I appreciate it so much. Things are obviously not the best, but you are one of the better things this year. I look forward to another year of friendship and surviving this world together <3

[cuckoo-among-beasts]

@dcstinyscdgc liked for a short oc (chuang.zhiqiang) starter:

"I honestly have no idea what you're talking about. It all has to be a mistake," Huaisang says, hiding behind his ever-present fan, being his regular useless self.