#liu sang what are you DOING

[silver-grasp]

I've read so much fic about Liu Sang and yet NONE of you prepared me for his sixth action on screen being to take off his shirt in front of everyone for no reason. I'm Yelling.

[mudsock-korok]

Details shared across IDs (In no particular order)

(Edit: Huge thanks to everyone who has commented !!! :D)

Ever since someone told me that every Ishmael ID has her hairband, I've been thinking about what other accessories or details that are shared across all or most of a sinner's IDs.

My "rules" for this is that it has to be in either the character art or sprites, and exceptions are made if the design obscures it (e.g. W Corp Outis' gauntlets covering her watch). I am also not including things that the character would've been born with/is just a part of their body, so eye color/shape, hair color/style, Rodya's mole, Gregor's beard and Ishmael's freckles.

(If anyone has noticed something else, please tell me, I'd love to hear it!! This is super interesting to me)

First of, Ishmael's hairband, even when she has her hair up, the hair tie is the same general shape. The exception being her Pequod Captain ID, where she instead wears a hat.

Outis' watch and earrings, every ID has one of the two, with an overwhelming majority having both. W Corp. and Wuthering Heights Outis have no visible watch. Barber, Heishou Pack, Blade Lineage Salsu, Magic Bullet and Seven Assoc. Outis have no visible earrings.

Ryoshu's sword, also an obvious one, every ID has the sword. You could count her smoking ??lol

Hong Lu's jade hair tie, for Kurokumo Clan Wakashu and Liu Assoc. the hair tie is a ribbon instead. You can also count his left teal eye, it is mentioned in his Liu Assoc. ID story that it is "noticeably mechanical".

Gregor's cockroach, right arm and yellow eyes, every ID has a cockroach somewhere in the art, and his right arm is always some sort of prosthetic replacement. Most IDs have prostheses that resemble a natural arm, but IDs like Rosespanner and Twinhook do not.

In some character art where Gregor is distressed, his eyes have a yellow tint/glow. Examples include pre-uptie Firefist Office, uptied G Corp. Manager Corporal, uptied R.B Sous-chef and uptied Edgar Family Heir. G Corp. Manager Corporal's sprite has more yellowy eyes compared to other Gregor IDs. Priest Gregor's eyes glow red instead.

Sinclair's puffy/red eyes, I was a bit conflicted about including this since eyes and hair stay pretty much the same across IDs. There's 2 reasons I felt I should mention it: Sinclair is the only sinner with this, and It looks like he has been crying, which fits his character.

Heathcliff's two facial scars and ring, IDs that do not wear gloves (e.g. Multicrack Office, Sunshower, Kurokumo Clan Wakashu) have a silver ring on the index finger. It's inconsistent which hand it is on. The ring is visible through the glove on Öufi Assoc. Heathcliff's left hand, but in sprites and the Shi Assoc. character art, it is on the right hand. Multicrack Office's uptie art has the ring on the left hand, but the sprite has it on the right hand.

There's variation when it comes to Heathcliff's scars, but every ID has two in the face. Most IDs also share a third facial scar, but IDs like Multicrack Office and Seven Assoc. do not have it.

Meursault's belt, the IDs that don't have it (Dieci Assoc. and N Corp.) have their waist/hip area covered. You can also count his constant eye bags.

Yi Sang's dagger and bookbag, most Yi Sang IDs have a bookbag strapped to the left thigh, this bookbag also has a ceremonial dagger strapped to it. IDs that don't carry the bookbag (e.g. Spicebush) have it included in the character art. The bookbag has 하융 (Ha Yung) written on it. Solemn Lament Yi Sang does not have a visible bookbag.

Rodya's tattoo, IDs with more cleavage have a visible tattoo over the left breast.

Still nothing for Faust and Don Quixote so far (Rocinante is not included because of Manager Don). It's true that every Faust ID has Gesellschaft and every Don Quixote ID is a bloodfiend, but since these things are not shown anywhere in the designs/art specifically, I've decided to not include them.

[doki-doki-imagines]

I want to make a request ^_^

I have a suggestion where the men come home and the air smells so good! They hear their s/o in the kitchen and they find her cooking… with nothing but an apron on. Can you write how Bi Han, Johnny, Kenshi, Raiden and Liu Kang please?

Bi-Han: -He doesn't even notice you at first, walking to his room to wear something more comfortable. -Then, while Bi-Han walks, he suddenly stops. A cartoon-ish sparks appears and eyes get wide. Are you- -He steps back and finally notices your body, your back…naked. -"Oh, you finally noticed Bi-Han!" You turn around, wooden spoon in your hand and a wide smile adorning your face. -Your front is covered by a frilly apron. Something is written on it, but Bi-Han simply doesn't care. He prefered the back. -"So you have nothing to say? Don't I look good?" You sing sang, twirling the wooden spoon near Bi-Han's face. -"I have a better way to use that spoon." He thinks, imagining your ass already red. -"O-Oh. Well, I suppose it wouldn't be bad." You break eye contact looking down, suddenly shy. -Damn, he must have said that out loud. -Well, Bi-Han would be really stupid to let this occasion slip. "And I'm not" this time, he just thinks, big cold hands already on your waist, lips on yours.

Johnny Cage: -Another one that doesn't see you at first, and then realisation hit him the second he is changing in his room. -Runs to you and bask in the sight. -Fuck, Johnny knows you have a cute ass, but that bow at the top really makes it look like a gift wrapped for him. -He'd like not to say anything, just looking at you while you work in his kitchen, but the desire got him into a chokehold. -"Heyyy" Voice deep and hands sliding down your back. "Hey! Wanna taste?" You say cheerfully, wooden spoon near his lips. -Johnny's eyes widened in surprise but nodded at your proposal, eyes closing to taste fully your scrumptious cooking. -But his lips don't find food, but your lips. Tongue already prodding to open him up. -Things escalate pathetically quick. Don't worry about burning the food! You won't reach the bedroom so you'll notice if something is wrong. -Not that you will be in the right mind to care about it.

Kenshi Takahashi: -When he comes back from work, his nose leads him to the kitchen, sniffing the aroma of delicious food. -"What is my sweet cook making?" He says, mouth near your ear while his hands massage your…bare shoulders? -"Mh? Are you wearing a top?" "No dear. Just an apron. Can you feel it?" You turn around and grasp his wrist, moving his hand directly on your chest. -Kenshi sucks in air before blood starts to flow way too fast to be physiological in his blood vessels. -The apron is all lace, he recognizes the texture, and it must be thin since he can touch your erect nipple underneath. -"Cat got your tongue?" "No, my mouth is watering, I know the sight in front of me is delicious." Kenshi gasps out. -You kiss him, and soon he pulls you down on the floor, but not before groping around to close the handles of the kitchen stove. -You need no distraction.

Raiden: -He walks straight into the kitchen after work, ready to prepare the meal for both of you or help you out. -But Raiden gets zapped at the sight! Your sugar paper colored apron, full of ribbons, catching all his attention. Mostly because you aren't wearing anything else. -"Do you need help?" His voice unaffected, but his eyes are fully concentrated on your body, sharps like daggers (maybe he hopes he'll be able to tear the apron down with his intense gaze). "Yes, Raiden. Thank you." You smile back. -You cook with no interruption, Raiden doesn't help much, his eyes fixed on your body rather than on the stoves. -You both sit, dishes in front of you, warm an inviting. -"Can I compliment you, Raiden?" "For what?" "Your self-control." He chuckles, understanding perfectly. -"What do I have to do to make you lose control? Don't I look nice enough?" Raiden gasps loud at your foolishness. "I just didn't want to cross any boundary, but believe me-" His eyes get darker, pupils black pools you can dive into "You look absurdly hot. Come here." Raiden growls out. -You are ready to sit on his lap, to encircle his hips with your legs, but Raiden stops you, clicking his tongue. -His index finger points at his knee, tapping on it. -"You have to pay for teasing me the entire evening. Show me how desperate you are for me." -You nod, mouth dry. -You don't mind this side of Raiden.

Liu Kang: -He knows you will do that, he saw it. Liu Kang awaits, patience is the virtue of the strong. -And damn Liu Kang is really strong. -So, when it finally happens, Liu Kang's smile goes from one ear to the other, his chest rising up and down after a heavy breath. -You turn around, smirk on your face. Smirk that fades quick when you notice Liu Kang's expression; he knew about this. -"You look wonderful." "And you should stop spoiling surprises!" You say angrily, as scary as a pomeranian showing his teeth in Liu Kang's eyes. -The only scary thing is the wooden spoon you are twirling under his nose that may stain his white shirt. -"You are right, dear one. But it just happened! Me and Geras were looking around-" "No excuses, mister!" Now the wooden spoon point straight at his nose, the surprise silencing Liu Kang. -But not for long. -"You are right, I have to ask for forgiveness." Liu Kang says, getting on his knees, while his hands slide down your waist. -"Liu, what are you- Hey!!" You shout in surprise. You didn't expect your boyfriend to lift up the end of your apron, his fingers pinching the cloth up. -Your naked legs, and not only, are in front Liu Kang, that has to keep himself from licking his lips. -"Now is time for the sinner to pay for his mistakes." Liu Kang's hands rub your legs and his head get close to your sex, your apron now covering his head. -You can feel him, but not see what is going on. -The sinner paid well his redemption.

[astrologysaysno]

You know what would be really fun to do, an AU where for some reason the PIDW world is randomly breaking into song and everyone is conscious of that fact but no one knows how it started or how to stop it.

Like, it's just been a thing in this world. Everyone is just in this state of living through a self-aware version of Zoey's Extraordinary Playlist.

I think what would make it even funnier is that when Shang Qinghua arrived at CQMS, the music suddenly switched up on everyone in the sect.

For like, centuries, the music people sang were of traditional tales and epics likening their plight to them, they would take poems and proses and accompany them to a backing that would usually materialize for the occasion.

Now suddenly there's like this great expansion of musical styles and genres and it has people in a buzz, wondering if this this was a natural evolution of the strange music mandate overarching the world or was this the fault of some great manipulator pulling the shots and deciding to add new material because they got bored listening to people sing the same epic tale for the millionth time.

(The true origin of this is that Airplane in his last life had a personal playlist made that he listens to whenever he wanted to write PIDW and now it has come back to haunt him cause HE RECOGNIZES THESE SONGS)

One of these instances first occurred with Shen Qingqiu (Jiu) and Luo Qingge, with Shang Qinghua as an unfortunate witness as it began a while after that awful mission that expanded the rift of misunderstanding.

Instead of some traditional oration of a story about rivalry, something new began to emerge.

It only takes the first few lines before SQH almost has his eyes pop out in shock when he realizes what was happening

... IS THIS WICKED?!?!

Shang Qinghua watches as the two perform a duet, the younger disciples of Bai Zhan acting as an ensemble as everything played out. LQG and SJ sang as they ran into the mess hall, everyone in perfect harmony raising eyebrows to every witness who hadn't been dragged into the number as an ensemble voice.

The moment the song ended, the two are immediately called by the Peak Lords of the Previous generation, dragging along Qinghua as they are interrogated about this new change in the musical paradigm.

The new mixes in with the old. Though the usual forms of song still occur, every once in a while, the new music appears to change the pace, attracting people with its unusual and exotic melodies.

Qinghua isn't immune to this phenomena.

Throughout his days when he became head disciple and then Peak Lord, he had never broken into song once, something that very much confused his fellows peers, who have at some point in their life belted a number or two. Shen Jiu and Liu Qingge had already over a dozen of solos each.

Shang Qinghua chalked it up to the fact that the universe probably decided he wasn't worth wasting a beat on and lived in second-hand embarrassment watching his fellow peak Lords air out their feelings in song.

But the day finally came when a song spewed forth from his lips...

...running away from Mobei-Jun

After the ceremony and the fight with Linguang-Jun, Mobei thought to leave a trap to his uncle, setting something on the steps to slow his uncle down.

Unfortunately for Airplane, he gets stuck on the trap as he runs away, Mobei-jun on his heels as the last of his strength is used to chase Qinghua.

The moment Qinghua turned around, time froze. Mobei-jun finds himself immobilised as Qinghua began to sing, his body frozen in time as his advisor belted and fluttered his voice, singing about choices.

The song ends, Mobei-Jun finally giving out as Qinghua runs away. Mobei-jun doesn't forget the song, and he understands what he must do.

[I have had "What is this Feeling" from Wicked and "On the Steps of the Palace" from Into The Woods on loop in my phone going platinum in my bedroom.

I made this entire thing from my delusions so uh, bon appetit I guess?]

[tiredfox64]

Could you pretty please do the lin kuei bros x siren reader 🙏🥺

Bad Things to Come for Travelers

Yip notes: Since when were sirens bird women? I didn't know this. Hope we are talking about the mermaid kind.

Pairings: Lin Kuei Bros x Siren! Afab reader

Warnings‼️: This may be short

It was supposed to be a simple mission. All the brothers needed to do was retrieve an item for Liu Kang. Some jade artifact or something. This mission took them to rocky cliffs and harsh waves. There were points where they had to hug the wall to prevent their deaths. They believed that would be the only challenge they would face while on this journey.

Wishful thinking…

The brothers were reaching the top of the cliff, their bodies somewhat soaked by the waves that were just barely miss them. You hid behind a rock to peek at your new visitors. Three of them? Oooh, this will be a fun challenge for you. Let’s see if you can get all three men.

The brothers got to a spot that seemed relatively safe. A part where there were no waves crashing and the cliffside was flat. They took that as an opportunity to take a breather. You took that opportunity to sing your lovely siren melody. The wind blew your voice into the men’s ears. At first they thought it was the wind itself making that sweet sound. No, that can’t be right. The wind had been blowing nonstop and only made that sound now. Bi-Han was the first to act by covering his ears with his hands.

“Cover your ears.” He commanded.

“Why?” Tomas asked.

Kuai Liang listened and didn’t ask questions, leaving Tomas in a vulnerable place. Bi-Han remembered something that Liu Kang told him before going out. He warned that if he were to hear anything that sounded like singing that he should cover his ears immediately. It’s a sign of a siren trying to lure men to their doom.

That’s exactly what’s happening.

Kuai Liang stared at Bi-Han while in a panic. If they move their hands to cover Tomas’ ears they put themselves at risk. It was too late; Tomas was already in a trance. His pupils were dilated and his eye color barely showed. He walked closer to the edge of the cliff. Kuai Liang called for him to stop. Tomas looked down the cliff and saw you lying on a rock. You looked up at him, giving him a smile. You were happy not because he noticed you but because he was close to his demise.

You don’t know these men, remember? You don’t know what they have up their sleeves. That’s when you saw Tomas pull out his karambit that shined even though it was cloudy. He threw down a smoke bomb and he was gone. You were left confused and wondered what you just encountered. Did you encounter an Enenra that was disguised as a human?

Then you heard the sound of stone being struck. When you looked up you saw Tomas sliding down the cliffside, using his karambit as a way to slow him down. Once he hit the ground he came up to you with that same crazed look you usually see in your victims. Except Tomas was not a victim. Though he was in a trance he was smart enough to not leap off the ledge and be impaled by sharp rocks.

“Wow…you’re even more beautiful up close.” He said with this lovesick tone.

His hand went up to caress your wet hair. You were appalled, astonished, flabbergasted even. Your victims never got this close to you. But now you have a man in front of you who can’t take his eyes off you. He didn’t even comment on your tail. He knelt down in front of the rock you were lying on and had his head in his hands, admiring you like you were a goddess. It was a nice change, you couldn’t lie.

Kuai Liang and Bi-Han stepped closer to the cliffside and stared down. Good to see that Tomas wasn’t dead. Kuai Liang was unsure of what his brother was doing until Bi-Han gave a hint.

“That fool, he fell for the siren’s song.”

“I thought those were myths.” Kuai Liang was surprised.

You noticed that the two were looking down at you. Try your luck again. Maybe this time at least one of them will meet their maker today.

You sang your song once more. Bi-Han was quick to cover his ears again, Kuai Liang unfortunately wasn’t quick enough. Bi-Han knew there was something wrong when he saw his brother wasn’t moving at all. His pupils dilated until there was no more golden brown showing. He tried to take a step forward but Bi-Han used his leg to push him back. He couldn’t trip him because he would accidentally kill him. He tried his best to push him back with his legs or even his whole body. Kuai Liang was fighting back while in this daze. He just had to get a closer look. There was no other option and Bi-Han was so frustrated he decided to grab his brother with his hands and pull him back.

uh oh!

bad decision, bi-han!

The effects of your song immediately got Bi-Han. His eyes grew darker from the dilation of his pupils. The brothers were not fighting anymore but were instead staring at you. You thought this would be the moment you killed two birds with one stone. Nope, you’re in for a surprise.

Bi-Han pushed his brother out of the way before creating steps made from ice down the cliffside. Kuai Liang was not gonna lose to his older brother so he started acting quickly. He stabbed his kunai to the side of the cliff and held onto the rope tightly before taking steps down. You lay there, not angered but disappointed. How did you mess up that badly? When did humans have the ability to do tricks like that?

Before you knew it, Bi-Han slid all the way down to you and Kuai Liang scaled down the mountain. You got three beautiful men in front of you and you have the nerve to complain? Yeesh!

They adored you which was weird. Usually, people look at you with fear but for once you get to see the faces of your victims. Tomas melted every time you placed your hand under his chin. Kuai Liang liked to admire how your scales shine and how flowy the end of your tail is. Bi-Han…he’s already acting up. He’s acting possessive, holding your waist and pressing you against his body. The other two are getting agitated now. They want you just as badly as Bi-Han does.

“I was the first one down here,” Tomas argued.

“I was just as willing to see her up close as you were!” Kuai Liang shouted at Tomas.

“I am your grandmaster! She should be to me!” Bi-Han was shouting right in your ear.

Alright, you see why the other sirens tell you not to let the trance go on for ages. They get possessive and see what they could potentially do you don’t want them turning on you or each other. Nobody wants to handle a burnt corpse or a frozen carcass.

You sighed, knowing that the fun had to end now. Might as well bring them back to shore. You grabbed Bi-Han with your right hand and Kuai Liang with your left. You bit the back of Tomas’ uniform before diving into the sea. One second they were on the rock with you and the other they were being flung up into the air and landing on the wet sand. Kuai Liang rubbed his head after that rough landing while Bi-Han was trying to catch his breath after inhaling too much seawater. Tomas was booking it down the shore and was already jumping in the water to catch you. He grabbed onto your tail and begged you to not leave him. You almost felt bad for doing it but you knew he couldn’t stay with you so you had to push him off. He swam away quickly, leaving them in an uncomfortable situation.

“I think Tomas is still in a trance.” Kuai Liang said.

“No, I just wanted to have her around for a little bit longer,” Tomas replied in a sad tone, the waves pushing his body back to the shore.

Bi-Han finally caught his breath and realized what happened. That was unpleasant and he could not forgive himself for falling for that. He grabbed Kuai Liang and Tomas and started dragging them in the opposite direction of the sea.

“Wait, where are we going?” Tomas asked, “Aren’t we supposed to-“

“I AM NOT GOING BACK UP THAT CLIFF!”

For the first time, the brother will return to Liu Kang empty-handed. Bi-Han can tell Liu Kang to get it himself because he is not going through that again.

Yap notes: I hate posting late I'm sorry. And yes I did make a Mandela Catalogue reference. I don't really have much to say so yeah. Adiós!

[mossy-green-aka-ferrythem]

Hong Lu ID Attractiveness Rating (THIS IS NOT AN ORDERED LIST)

(By the way, I think every single Hong Lu's cock size is the same, in that they're all absolutely MASSIVE, at least a foot long. Some exceptions are made though.)

LCB Hong Lu: The gold standard. Shining example. Our beloved Jia Baoyu. Always love to see him get down with it. Always want to see him get down with it. He's amazing.

Kurokumo Clan Hong Lu: Fucking amazing. Clearly lacks conviction to do the entire syndicate bad stuff. It's okay babe. You can rest with me anytime~ I'm sure I can convince Kurokumo Captain Ishmael to take the edge off, maybe even bring Kurokumo Heathcliff in and make it a threesome. Amazing ID in terms of attractiveness. Love it. Can just imagine his clothes coming off so easily...

Liu Hong Lu: Very good. Okay on a more serious note his ID really does show the kind of emotional maelstrom he has brewing inside in his ID story :(

Either way. He's beautiful, and I'm sure that beauty can easily be stripped, laid bare, for all to see. Also a lot of amazing pairings for Liu Hong Lu, you got Yi Sang, Faust, Ishmael and Rodion... Ryoshu and Gregor as well. Ryoshu is really hot in that tanktop of her's... mmmmm~

Anyways onto... oh.

W Corp Cleanup Agent Hong Lu: No. Just no. Warp Corp is off limits. Sure there's probably downtime after hours but I'm not letting someone explore someone's insides (sexually) who so frequently explores other people's insides (non-sexually). Not fucking a butcher. Besides, light's completely left this one's eyes. Different cock ranking for him as well. He gets.... erectile dysfunction 💔.

Hook Hong Lu: He's kind of. Well on one hand he has that Baoyu beauty but at the same time he's just like. Too murderous. Too little reason as well. Rebel without a cause really. This one's too lost in this world. Dunno if I'm that into him. He's plenty beautiful, but his outlook on life is sort of a dealbreaker for me, I can't lie.

Fanghunt Hong Lu. No. Fucking. No. I am not gonna fuck a racist. I am not gonna vouch for a racist to fuck. I don't even think a racist should even be ALLOWED to fuck. Shoot this Hong Lu on sight. He's lost his way. Kill both him and Jia Huan, put them out of their misery 💔.

Anyways. Moving on from. That. Hehe. Don't mind that entire things right there ^_^

Tingtang Gang Hong Lu: Somewhat half and half on him, but at the end of the day... Oh FUCK YES. HE'S SO HOT. Also. Those arms. People forget Hong Lu is toned. Some people see him as a twink. Those people are wrong. Also his attitude leave a bit to be desired, but I'm sure he still has potential to change his ways here. Either way it's pretty hot. Also. His little dialogue about wanting to gamble against Rodion. That made me think. If he was gonna go up against Rodion he'd get his shit clapped. His legs will be trembling as he tries to walk it off. She would drain him of every last drop... erm, of his confidence of course! Yes, that! Eheh~

K. Corp Hong Lu: Beautiful princess locked away in a tube. He can probably get it but also reading his story... makes me sad. Does he really feel that refreshed by that tube? So happy to have a mind bereft of thoughts and desires? Either way, what really brings him joy actually, upon finishing reading that, is experiencing new things. Lovely general sentiment, but here, his new experiences are mostly fighting and killing people... 💔

Anyways time to sexualize him. I bet K. Corp's serum could make him more virile than normal. Length is practically unchanged, he's pretty much always consistently packing down there, but he can stay hard for way longer and cum more frequently. No more can he shoot out one or two volleys of cannon-quality cum shots, I'm sure he could do a little bit more. Continuous effort adding up to the kind of excessive cum you'd see in gay furry porn. Good stuff.

Dieci Hong Lu: FUCK. YES. Potentially my favorite. He's so hot. I would teach him so much about sex. I would get Rodion out of that stagnating stupor to join me. Tag team. Still dripping wet after his time with me and seeing him just start to go down on Rodion. IDGAF I NEED TO SEE HIM FUCK!!!!!!! SPEAKING OF WHICH, god damn this ID would look so perfect to me doing both. Dieci Hong Lu probably has a fat ass. Fatter than usual. Hong Lu probably normally has a fat ass, but Dieci is probably next level. Also. For his level of being clothed. I think he'd look best fully clothed while sucking dick. I mean come on. Look at him. Got a perfect dick-sucking get-up with how he looks here, arguably more so than usual. For everything else though, I'd like to see him completely nude. Maybe he could keep that golden cloth thing he has draped over his shoulders, but. Nude. Wanna see him doing all sorts of things. Meursault pounding his ass. Him fucking Rodion is so many wonderful ways. Him and Yi Sang locking fingers and making out. I will show him a world of wonders. I need him so bad. He needs to fuck. Like wild. Please. 😭😘😍🥰🤤🤤🤪🥺

ANYWAYS

Yurodivy Hong Lu: Absolutely love his attitude here, shows how astute our beloved Jia Baoyu is when push comes to shove. However. That outfit...

Dude he's got that Hoyoverse shit on 😭😭😭

He's got the british twink get up 😭😭😭

He's not even a twink like he said but he dresses like a lame twink here 😭😭😭

PLEASE JUST STRIP HIM NAKED. NOT ONLY WOULD IT BE HOT BUT ALSO. THAT OUTFIT IS SO. NAH. LMFAO.

(to be honest it can look cool sometimes and Yuro HL is amazing in Gameplay. However. I strongly believe more-so that his outfit is not it here. He is NOT serving 😭😭😭)

Anyways, last one for now.

Full Stop Hong Lu: Most pleasing indeed. Not that into the hair normally, but I think it's a very nice haircut at the end of the day. Very practical. Fits his profession. This one is more cool than anything. Arguably the coolest Hong Lu. Looking at him more... I would be lying if I said he didn't make my heart a flutter. He should get behind me and fuck me. I normally don't give out that honor, because I don't like anal. Hong Lu though... he's earned it. Also. I think him, Heathcliff, and Sinclair should have a massive gay orgy. Normally not that much of a fujo, not that into BL sexually speaking, however. Think of it. The cocks. The cum. Yes please. You just know Sinclair is packing. Just around the same size as Hong Lu. Either a few centimeters shorter, or straight up equal. Sinclair and Hong Lu frotting, him laughing in delight as their two massive erect cocks make such intimate, intense contact... mmmmphgggg...~~~

Anyways, that's my list closed! Nice way to cap off Season 5 of Limbus!

I love Hong Lu so much holy fuck.

Hope he comes out of Canto 8 the best he can be though. However... I do know it will be painful for him. That makes me sad 💔💔💔

Anyways. Yeah. Hong Lu. Yay! Mmmmphhgggggg...

[smallmed-exchange]

The sign-ups for the exchange are now open! 😁

Please use the form on AO3 if you want to participate.

The sign-ups are open until 4 May. If you miss that time period or if you have issues with the form, please contact me here or on discord.

For this year, the following ships are eligible (thanks a minion to @merinnan for going through the ordeal of counting them, and subsequently doing math *shudders*):

Er Yue Hong/Zhang Qishan

Hei Xiazi/Huo Xiuxiu/Xie Yuchen

Kan Jian/Liu Sang

Liang Wan/Zhang Rishan

Liu Sang/Wang Pangzi

Liu Sang/Wang Pangzi/Wu Xie/Zhang Qiling

Liu Sang/Wu Xie

Liu Sang/Wu Xie/Zhang Qiling

Liu Sang/Zhang Qiling

Liu Sang/Zhang Rishan

Qi Tie Zui/Zhang Qishan

Qi Tie Zui/Zhang Rishan

Wang Pangzi/Wu Xie

Wang Pangzi/Wu Xie/Zhang Qiling

Wang Pangzi/Zhang Qiling

Wu Xie/Xie Yuchen

After the sign-ups close, the assignments will be out by 11 May and the works are due on 29 June.

If you have any questions or if you found an issue, let me know here or here 😊

I hope the exchange will be a great experience! I'm looking forward to see what you all create! 😁💚🐍

[witch-hazels-musings]

hi hazel!!!!!!!!! could i get a divination ritual for xiao with lavender, lepidolite, evergreen, and jasmine ? ty and belated congrats on your book!!!!!!!! i am sure it is an amazing read <333

Lavender (comfort, calm), Lepidolite (regulation), Evergreen (the unexpected), Jasmin (love, sensuality) Xiao x gn reader | Divination Ritual warning: fluff, the reader plays the guzheng (plucked string instrument)

The water felt cool against your legs. The gentle, lapping waves caressed your skin as the afternoon breeze ran across the crystal lake. This was one of your favorite places to be, and the perfect backdrop to the sounds of plucked strings.

The guzheng rested comfortably on your lap while you drew the picks over the strings in slow, steady movements. Each note was captured by the wind and floating petals as it drifted across the scene.

The song drifted from your memory as if it were a part of you. its rise and fall coming as easily as breathing and, with it, came a familiar spark in the air. You smiled and continued on even as strings of black and green smoke fluttered in and out of your vision.

"I wondered if you'd come," you hummed into the air, the mist of the Adeptus drifting around you and mixing with the warm waters. Your comment received no answer but you didn't mind. You knew who it was by the way their presence prickled the back of your neck, by the way, their aura lifted the corners of your lips.

You began to hum with the music until it all faded away leaving nothing but the natural cadence of Liyeu in its wake.

"It's been a few days, are you well?" You asked as you looked behind you to the figure standing guard at your back.

Xiao.

The lonely Adeptus who hated humans but found an exception with you.

He hardly seemed to register you but that wasn't abnormal. Xiao's stare was always miles away, lost and focused on something you could never see.

"Will you sit with me?" you asked and he finally looked your way. The gold of his eyes reflected in the sun. "I'll play you a song."

The strings awakened again, singing as they did every time you played them. It drew in the mystical - that's what your parents always said. Their odd child that knew how to call forth the spirits. So when you first saw Xiao you weren't surprised - what was surprising was how close he got to you. Though he said little, his actions were always kind, gentle, and patient, so you made sure to play songs that matched him.

Something pushed against your back. Cool mist and the smell of river reeds. You turned your head and breathed in Xiao's hair as he rested on your shoulder.

You smiled and bumped your forehead against him. "I missed you too, Xiao," you said, music in your voice as you spoke. "Do you have any requests?"

"No," he replied in his familiar gravel. There was a pause. "I like Gao Shan Liu Shui."

A song of friendship and love.

You poised your fingers over the strings and the melody danced on the breeze, shades of rich viridian and the setting sun melting into the sound of your voice as you sang to the spirits of the mountain and they listened.

The Lost Adeptus and the soul who kept him.

Thaumaturgy Anthology (October 11-13, 2024)

This event is based on spells and rituals. Inspiration does not equal understanding; liberties have been taken. All content is owned by Witch Hazels Musings, theft of these images and stories will result in immediate action.

[literallys-illiteracy]

Thoracalgia He EGO Faust (Asthma Faust) and Liu Association Yi Sang 000 ID

Asthma Faust:

So, unlike what I predicted, this is a two coin piercing EGO.

Similar to Thoracalgia Ryoshu, this EGO benefits in its effects when in pride resonance, being able to apply (seemingly) 6 Poise and 6+ poise count to all allies, as well as the converse effect to Thoracalgia Ryoshu's "Deep Breath" effect, named "Shallow Exhale", when at high enough pride resonance.

Shallow Exhale makes it so you gain +(presumed 1) poise count when gaining potency, at least when above a certain potency, which allows for much easier Poise count sustaining, as most ID aren't able to sustain count 1:1 with their coin numbers, meaning that they are prone to running out.

The Corrosion EGO is not a "Kill allies" type as Ryoshu's was. The skill consumes HP in order to gain Poise potency (if below a threshold, most likely 15 as was the threshold for Ryoshu's EGO) The corrosion also is able to apply poise and +poise count depending on the resonance, as with the awakening.

It seems that the other effects of the corrosion are the same as the awakening, with the extra note that this skill is able to apply Pride damage up (the following turn), which if planned for can be very useful, especially in a Blade Lineage team.

There is also her unique effect of Nebuliser Alpha, applying Poise and +Poise count to all allies, increasing by one stack (to a max of 5) every turn, not requiring any Pride A-Res. as Ryo's does.

At every round end, this effect (nebuliser A) also heals a number of allies for % of their max HP, increased if above a certain threshold of Poise potency (once again, likely 15 potency). we don't know if there is a base healing, nor do we know what the healing is increased by in the threshold, but the image seems to imply that without this threshold the healing will be 5% of their max HP. (Note that Fluid Sack (F) healing is 15% of max HP, Pursuance (M) is for 30% of max HP, being the other two main healing EGO found in the BL team)

Yi Sang Liu Association:

So before I go over the skills and stuff, neat note, skills 2 and 3 have names taken from Library of Ruina.

So: as was predicted this ID is a support ID for burn teams with SP, healing SP to one (other) ally, increasing the SP healed based on wrath resonance, increasing the SP healed if they are a Burn ID, and increasing the number of healed allies at X+ Wrath resonance.

On this ID's skill 3, Flow of the Sword, he is also able to heal SP after attack, seemingly by a flat SP amount, with the number of allies healed being increased if he killed, or if the target has a certain amount of burn.

The skills 1 and two are fairly standard, and by the looks of it this ID is almost entirely focused (other than SP support) on the application of Burn potency, only having 1 source of Burn count in the entire kit, applying on skill 2 if the target has enough burn potency.

That being said, this is the first 000 Liu ID to have access to a sloth skill, meaning that Meursault or Gregor can take a backseat in burn teams right now (However, Gregor is useful due to his access to Garden of Thorns EGO, able to apply a good amount of Wrath damage/power up for turns with Blazing Strike/A.B.S Corrosion/Ardor Blossom (i)/Capote (M)/4MF (R) etc.).

The fact that he is an SP support however makes him incredibly valuable to burn teams containing Philip Sinclair however as he is able to maintain his Waxing Pinion

Also small tangent, it's interesting how many things Philip references in all his appearances: The three wise monkeys (hear/see/speak no evil), Macbeth:

Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no more.

(from the same quote-block as "Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow").

and, with his appearance in Limbus, the myth of Icarus, his EGO named "Waxen Pinion", Pinion being the second joint on a bird wing (if you imitate the shape of a wing it would be your wrist)

and his design(s) as the Crying Children being in reference to biblical angels (common depiction of Cherubim as children), as well as seemingly Paradise Lost (wherein Satan is addressed as a "Fall'n Cherub" in his sadness) (The quote is from the 17th century version because that's just the one I'm used to) .

Ok tangent over.

If we go back to Liu Yi Sang's kit, we can see that we actually have another non-clashable counter, gaining shield based on the enemies burn before he is hit, meaning that this is a not-useless defence skill compared to other counters as it actually is able to... you know, defend him.

Uh numbers and final opinions on Thursday when they get released and I don't get either from the banner. See y'all then.

[hils79]

Hils Watches Tibetan Sea Flower - Ep 3

Ah, yes, I forgot Zhang Haike was in this.

Weird and aloof but highly skilled outsider who gets called a jinx. Is this why Liu Sang has a crush on him?

Well, I mean that is Hei Xiazi's nickname for him. But I guess they haven't met yet

Ah, okay. We're skipping over them meeting when they're very little kids then. I mean I get that for the sake of pacing

Okay the upside down room is messing with my brain

Death horse?

Nothing to see here just Xiaoge doing upside down trap disarming surgery on the death horse. I love him.

Oh shiiii! Yeah, no wonder Xiaoge told them not to move or cause any vibrations

This is really making me anxious

We? You just held the rope while Xiaoge did all the work

I'd like to see you do any better, my dude

Hey, at least he's using a rope. Present day Xiaoge would have just jumped straight in the hole while Wu Xie and Pangzi were still getting their equipment sorted

Please let's not have any arm chopping

Uh, mood! I want to know what happens next!

GDI that's it for now! Ep 4 is only available on the WeTV app for now. I think it'll get added to the website tomorrow.

Good start. I have missed these idiots so very much. And, hey, it's not as late as I expected. Maybe I'll do those San gifs after all...

[ruanbaijie]

🩵 art

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[doki-doki-imagines]

Okay so I’m so in love with your fics (especially the mk ones) you don’t even know how much joy they bring me!

I’m in so much pain and I’m quite literally bleeding out, so that leaves me wondering, how would the mk1 men (specifically Liu Kang and Kui Liang, but you can add anyone) react if their lover was very emotionally and physically needy when their time of the month comes around. Like would Liu and Kui use their hands as a personal heating pad? Would they let go easy on me in training? And what would happen if I over exerted myself doing daily tasks, only to be left on the verge of crying? Would they let me be as close as I can to them at night because the warmth helps me with my horrific cramps?

ANYWAY, sorry this is a bit of word vomit, but I wanna see your thoughts on this! Also idc if its just sfw, or both sfw and nsfw. (Love your work!!)

author note: you are so cute!! Feel free to ramble whenever you want, I always chat with pleasure!🫡 It's bloody week for me too, so I understand more or less your pain. Hope you'll enjoy these as much as you enjoyed my previous works! I'm still a puddle from your kind words lol

Liu Kang: "How are you, dear?" It's a rethorical question, Liu Kang knows the answer, and he doesn't like it. He had to leave you early this morning to greet and train his trainees, kissing your forehead and caressing your pelvis with his warm hand, a temporary relief, before leaving your aching body. "I'm a bit better." Liu Kang can feel the pain in your voice and sighs. You are laying on the couch, dragon shaped hot-water bottle settled on your tummy. He kneels in front of you, shiny eyes looking straight into yours. "Do you want something to eat? Maybe soup?" His left hand caresses your cheek; you must have cried from pain since it is moist. "No, just your company is going to be enough before training." He stands up, already sitting next to you, arm encircling your shoulders, making your head rest on his necknook. "No training for you today-" His plush lips kiss your temple, one hand now resting where the hot-water bottle was, tattoos glowing in the dim light of the room "Just rest, dear one." You close your eyes, finally relaxed enough to rest in the arms of your lover.

Kuai Liang: He runs to your shared room, rumours of you passing at the training ground spreading like a virus, each person it goes by making the news more virulent. "I heard there was blood anywhere." "Maybe it's an hemorrhage." "I heard doctors were desperate." This is what arrived to Liang ears, now running, face beaded in sweat and pale, so pale you could see the veins on his face. "How are you?!" The door slams open, onyx strands of hair falling from his high bun. You look at him, tears staining your cheeks, laying on the bed in fetal position. Liang runs toward you, his hand immediately on your forehead, feeling your temperature. "I don't have a fever, Liang." Your voice is barely a whisper, pain clear in your voice, not calming your boyfriend at all. "I've been told that you passed out and that you were losing a lot of blood." Liang voice is hurried, eyes still scanning your face, searching for a potential hint of your condition. You let out a chuckle, now your hands caressing his rough cheeks. "Love, I'm just menstruating." Liang sighs, head falling down, even deeper in the palm of your hands. "I was so worried for you." His eyes finally more relaxed, a smile gracing his face, but it lasts just a second, a serious expression now taking its place. "How many times I told you to take it easy when you are like this." "Many mom, you are right, won't do it anymore." You half joke, sing-sanging as best as you can, cramps still making it hard for you to fully smile. Liang pinches your cheek, laying next to you, your back touching his front, hands on your pelvis, keeping you tight against him in a warm embrace. "Grandmaster, don't you have places to go?" You ask worried, but still making yourself more comfortable in his arms. "Grandmaster had enough stress for today, now it's recharge time." He replies, head in your necknook, eyes closed before giving a butterfly kiss to your neck. Yeah, recharge time doesn't sound bad right now.

[momosandlemonsoda]

For the WIP game, @mekare-art asked for "DMBJ CM: Xiaoge is hurt Please!" This is part of my Club Moonlight 'verse A Tiger is a Tiger not a Lamb, where Liu Sang and Wang Can are twins in a band together, and they are hooking up with Wu Xie and Xiaoge. Here you go!

*

Liu Sang was grateful that the servant who answered the door at Wushanju the next morning was familiar to him. It was the first thing that had gone right that morning.

“Uh, good morning, Miss— Uh, Mr— Uh, I mean, Liu-ye,” the boy stuttered, taking in Liu Sang in one of his more demure qipaos, long sleeved, tea length, a pretty dark green color, and Wang Can in his best trousers and a button-down shirt. The sleeves were rolled up, of course, and he’d refused to wear a tie or jacket, but Liu Sang hadn’t had the will to keep fighting. “Um. Laoban is, um, not taking visitors today.”

“Oh,” Liu Sang said, and then stepped on his brother’s foot when he heard him growl. He made his eyes big, and blinked them vacuously. “Oh, really, Kan Jian?” The boy blushed. Good. “It’s just that we heard that Xiaoge wasn’t well. We really wanted to give him our good wishes ourselves.” Wang Can shook the basket of fruit they’d picked out in a threatening manner. Liu Sang forbore from rolling his eyes, and instead looked hopefully at Kan Jian.

“Uh,” Kan Jian said. “I mean, um.” He looked behind him. “Um. It’s just. Uh—” 

Liu Sang smiled sweetly. “Do you think maybe you could check, Kan Jian? I don’t want to bother Wu Xie, but,” He bit his lip. “We really are worried.”

Kan Jian wrung his hands miserably. “I want to help, Liu-ye, but—”

“Maybe,” Liu Sang said, delicately reaching out and patting Kan Jian’s hand, “You could ask someone else?” He gave Kan Jian’s hand a little squeeze. “Please?”

Kan Jian broke. “Okay. Liu-ye, um. Mr. Wang. Come in and I’ll get Pang-ye.” He let them into the first courtyard and barred the door again, turning to hurry down the corridor. 

Wang Can started after him, and Liu Sang grabbed his arm. “Didi.” They had a silent fight. Liu Sang won, but he knew he wasn’t going to be able to hold his brother back for long. Now that they were inside, Wang Can wasn’t going to be denied the chance to check on Xiaoge. Neither was he, of course, but he was still trying to play this carefully. 

***

Kan Jian came back with Wang Pangzi, and Liu Sang could hear his brother sigh in relief. Wang Can liked the man. Apparently he’d joined Wu Xie, Xiaoge, and Wang Can for a bar fight a couple of times though Liu Sang understood he’d demurred on the post-fight… entertainments. He’s a good fighter, Wang Can had said. High praise indeed from his brother.

“What’s this, Kan Jian?” Pangzi asked, after taking them in. Liu Sang had straightened when he heard Kan Jian returning, but Wang Can was still leaning insouciantly against the wall, cradling the basket of fruit. Pangzi snorted, turning to the man. “Do you really think that Wu Xie doesn’t want to see them? After all,” and here he grinned, slipping into what Liu Sang suspected was habitual innuendo, “They’re Wu Xie and Xiaoge’s intimate friends.” the man winked at Liu Sang, “I think we can trust them.”

“But Pang-ye—” Kan Jian protested, and Pangzi shook his head. 

“I’ll talk to Tianzhen, Kan Jian. Don’t worry.” Pangzi patted the young man on the shoulder while waving Liu Sang and Wang Can back. “Look, they even brought fruit. Not a lot of people bring fruit and then try to kill the recipient.”

Wang Can grinned at that. “Well, this pineapple—

Liu Sang cut in quickly. “No bloodshed over the fruit basket, I promise.” 

“See,” Pangzi said, giving Kan Jian a push. “This Pang-ye will make sure they don’t yell too loud.” He offered his arm to Liu Sang, who accepted quickly— he wasn’t going to refuse a potential ally— and the three of them headed down familiar hallways.

Before they arrived at Wu Xie’s bedroom, however, Pangzi turned them aside, into an open, airy room, light streaming in from the courtyard beyond. Liu Sang had wandered through the house a bit, and he knew his brother had as well— once a house-breaker, always a house-breaker— but he’d never been in this room. The walls were lined with shelves of books and scrolls and there were gorgeous calligraphy hangings. The enormous desk in the corner gave its purpose away. Wu Xie’s study, he guessed, and, ah, there was the man himself.

As Wu Xie rose from his desk, Liu Sang noted that his dark curls were longer than usual, and tousled so badly that he’d probably been dragging his hands through them for hours. His skin was sallow and the circles under his eyes looked almost bruised. His clothes were a mess— gone was the dandy who gladhanded his way through the club and flirted as easy as breathing, and in his place…

“You look like shit,” his brother said, haphazardly dropping the fruit basket onto a convenient sofa and walking closer. 

Wu Xie blinked owlishly. “Xiao Can,” he said slowly, “what are you doing here?” 

“Carrying fruit,” Wang Can told him, pointing with his thumb. Wu Xie’s brow wrinkled.

“Fruit?” He caught sight of the basket, then his gaze darted back to Wang Can, then over to Liu Sang and Pangzi. “What… why did you bring fruit?”

“I hear that it’s a good gift.” Wang Can shrugged, then took another step forward. Wu Xie tensed, and his brother stopped, posture loose, lightly balanced on his feet. 

As Wang Can spoke, he kept his hands slightly away from his sides, shoulders relaxed, voice calm, and it took Liu Sang a moment to realize that he was acting to put Wu Xie at ease, to make himself less of a threat, while at the same time drawing Wu Xie’s attention to make himself rather than Liu Sang a target. Liu Sang’s hackles rose, and he looked closer to see what his didi was picking up. One of Wu Xie’s hands was clenched, and his posture radiated a warning, as if he could spring into violence at the least provocation. Liu Sang was reminded, suddenly, that Wu Xie was heir to what the Wu family politely called a business, and that that business often required violence to keep order. 

“Xie Yuchen told us that Xiaoge was injured and we wanted to pay a call. See if there is anything we can do to help.” 

As soon as Wang Can said Xiaoge, Wu Xie tensed further, and Liu Sang watched him grope a hand back on the desk and close around a metal letter opener. If he noticed it, then his didi certainly had, but Wang Can kept his posture open and relaxed. Liu Sang, on the other hand, could feel the situation start spiraling out of control. 

Suddenly, Pangzi boomed,“Tianzhen, sit down before you fall down. I bet you haven’t slept all night, have you?” He strode over to Wu Xie, who looked up at him, confused. 

“Pangzi?” he asked, and his voice sounded plaintive.

“Tianzhen,” Pangzi sighed, “you’re a mess. Your friends came to pay a visit and here you are, practically still in your pajamas. Not,” he apparently couldn’t resist adding, “that they haven’t seen you in those before.”

[bdigfreakingwooper]

Team Fortress 2 x Limbus Company, Part 2

The Mercenary's IDs

Part 1 with the base ID affinities and EGOs here.

Limbus Company is interesting among gacha games in that rather than introduce a billion different characters to choose from, you have just 12. However, for each of your 12 Sinners, you can obtain a variety of "IDs", which essentially let you turn them into a different version of themselves with different abilities. This is neat both from a gameplay and a story perspective, as most IDs put a spin on a character's backstory. The depressed inventor gets to be a depressed art student, the guy with a bug arm gets a robot arm instead, the starry-eyed dreamer gets to feel what its like to lose all hope, etc.

It'd be easy to just give everyone IDs that directly correlate to their gameplay - i.e. give Pyro all the Burn IDs, give Scout all the Haste IDs, etc - but that's not how Limbus works. Identities in Limbus are basically AU versions that resonate with a characters story. Of course, there are a bunch of generic filler IDs - most characters have Liu or N corp IDs for instance. The ones presented here are simply the ones that most strongly are emphasized. Where possible, I'd also like to give each merc multiple statuses to choose from, but that's less of a priority than making sure they fit.

Since most faction IDs are shared between multiple characters, the name of the Sinner their kit would be most like is also listed.

Scout

The Middle Little Sister (Donqui) - is literally a little brother. On one hand, he's not exactly the type to tank damage (bonk doesnt count). On the other, he'd absolutely want tattoos that make you stronger.

Kurokumo Wakashu (Heathcliff) - For all his foolhardiness, Scout is hardly suited to lead. But he'd love busting kneecaps as a second-in-command; he died and his heaven involved being best bros with God.

Cinq Association East Section 3 (Donqui) - Fast, dodgy, talks a big game. Enjoys a sandwich or a bucket of chicken on occasion.

T Corp Excision Staff (Donqui) - Scout does seem to take a lot of Donqui's stuff, huh? Zipping around like he's on borrowed time suits him. Introspection like Rodion doesn't.

Soldier

G. Corp Head Manager (Outis) - "As of this moment, anyone who frowns at me will be dishonorably discharged." "You are all dishonorably discharged." Which one's Outis and which one's Soldier?

Deyvat Association North Section 3 (Rodion) - Despite his military commander persona, Soldier doesn't really care about rules and regulations. The only ones that matter to him are ones that exist in his head, like "America #1!" and ones that will result in him dying if he breaks them - and I'm not sure about the second.

Lobotomy EGO: Sunshower (Heathcliff) - Many soldier cosmetics and even weapons present him as a vagrant.

Lobotomy EGO: Red Eyes & Penitence (Ryoshu) - From the bottom of the barrel to the Strongest. He's the most all-around class in TF2, with cosmetics like the Team Captain being associated with glory and awe. Soldier doesn't really care what he's throwing down with, he's going to have a good time. Remember Expiration Date? He sounded absolutely delighted to be thrown around by the bread monster. Also, senseless violence - again, something Ryoshu's familiar with.

Pyro

Firefist Office Survivor (Gregor) - It'd be easy to just slap every burn ID here and call it a day, but there's a little more complexity to IDs than that. Firefist is all about avenging his comrades, much as a Pyro will hunt down a spy after their engineer's nest goes down. Also, incomprehensible screaming.

Molar Boatworks Fixer (Ishmael) - Imagine a depiction of Pyro as a mysterious being in a diving suit instead of a WW2 gas mask. That's not quite the same as what Ishmael is doing, but the rubber suit connection helps - I chose this instead of the Pequod Harpooner for the idea of Diving Suit pyro. Also, pyroshark.

Effloresced EGO: Spicebush (Yi Sang) - Many pyro cosmetics replace their head with something else. In this ID, it'd be a branch of flowers. In the comics, Pyro is also depicted as a CEO of an engineering company, but it's an achievement that they take no pleasure in.

N Corp Grobhammer (Meursault) - Pyro's probably a human under that mask? Heavy might disagree though; "I fear no man. But that thing... It scares me."

Demoman

Twinhook Pirate First Mate (Gregor) - Pirate mode.

Lobotomy Remnant Yuri Faust - Eyepatch.

Molar Office Fixer (Outis) - Very effective at his job, despite the alcoholism.

LCE EGO: Ardor Blossom Star (Faust) - Will blow up everyone in the room, including himself.

Wild Hunt (Heathcliff) - Gets more powerful with each beheading, wields a (headless horseless) horsemann's blade, has a mansion to come back to. (It's funny because WH!Heathcliff has a *headless horse* which he's usually not mounted on, so "headless horseless" applies to him as well as Demoman's weapon, which is the blade of a horseman who lacks both a head and a horse.)

Heavy

Middle Little Brother (Meursault) - Taciturn, but very much capable of kicking butt and taking names.

R Corp 4th Pack Rhino (Meursault) - Big, heavy, and nearly impossible to stop once he gets going.

Pequod Harpooner (Heathcliff) - Both serve as the Big Guy of their group. Also, both tend to use few words.

Dieci Association South Section 4 (Rodion) - Food, punching, incredible durability, and an education that he uses more than you'd expect. What more could you ask for?

Engineer

Multicrack Office Rep (Faust) - the brains of the operation, plus robotic limbs.

Rosespanner Workshop Fixer (Gregor) - Made his robot arm himself.

The One Who Grips (Faust) - I'm not saying he's a robo-racist, especially since he's literally the first one to chop of his hand to get a metal replacement. But engineers can get pretty fixated on solving "practical problems" while ignoring ethics.

T Corp Class 2 Excision Staff (Rodion) - Steampunk gears do suit him, but the guy loves inventing. If his job was to take away other peoples' inventions I think he'd be pretty depressed too.

Medic

The Princess of La Manchaland (Rodion) - You know those "medic girlfriend" loadouts that are permanently attached to their boyfriend's rectum? Basically a fancy trophy next to a screenshot of 16 dominations and not much more? That's what it feels like to be Dulcinea.

The Ring Pontillist Student (Yi Sang) - If Medic had gone into art instead of medicine.

R. B. Chef de Cuisine (Ryoshu) - He has his own reasons for wanting to dissect people, but this is as good an excuse as any.

W Corp L2 Cleanup Agent (Hong Lu) - There aren't many IDs designed heal or help others tank better. Being at home with and unbothered by gore seems like a Medic thing too.

Sniper

Lobotomy EGO: Magic Bullet (Outis) - He's a sniper.

Full-Stop Office Fixer (Heathcliff) - He's a sniper.

Cinq Association West Section 3 (Meursault) - "Meet the Sniper" was basically him liveblogging a day at work.

N Corp Kleinhammer (Heathcliff) - Snipin's a good job, mate. But if there aren't any good jobs around... Well, you do what you have to in order to get food on the table.

Spy

Cinq Association South Section 4 (Outis) - "Let's settle this like gentlemen!" Unlike Sinclair, he's confident in his own abilities, so I'm matching him to Outis instead.

Edgar Family Chief Butler (Ryoshu) - Knives, professionalism, and being two-faced like the person this ID is based on.

The Barber of La Manchaland (Outis) - Has a certain sense of style other mercs (read: scout) aspire to.

Seven Association South Section 4 (Faust) - Aside from being very capable at investigation, he's willing to expound at length about the things he enjoys. For him it's less likely to be tea than fancy suits though, but there's no shortage of suits in the City.

[sunriseverse]

for day three, "canon divergence". mind the implied major character death. once more thanks to @tiesanjiaoshenanigans for organising!

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In the underwater tomb, the wet, cold weather seems to only exacerbate the condition of his lungs. Wu Xie swallows back an extra one of the tabs the doctor prescribed him, and then, an hour later, when he almost hacks himself to his knees and cracks his head open on a particularly protruding rock carving—he'd love to take a moment and look at them, but really, he's a little busy—, takes a second one. It doesn't do much to stymie the coughing, infuriatingly enough.

By his side, that new consultant that Ershu's brought in, keeps sending him little glances. For a moment, Wu Xie wonders, wild, if maybe he can hear something wrong with his lungs—if that peculiar hearing of his can tell the difference between "bronchitis" and "smoke- and tomb-wracked lungs on their way to total failure". It's not a particularly pleasant thought, mostly because Wu Xie isn't sure that he'd keep his mouth shut about it if he could.

Okay, so maybe he's being a little harsh. But to be fair, the first thing he'd done on meeting them was to try and take photos of a nude Xiaoge, which, if it hadn't been for the unfortunate coughing fit that had errupted right then, would have had Wu Xie getting as up in his face as Pangzi was.

Keeping his voice casual, he swallows a few times, and knocks against the wall once more. "Hear anything?"

Liu Sang cocks his head. Despite what Wu Xie might have expected, he doesn't actually look like he's concentrating on anything else when he listens—mostly he just looks like a regular person. Not for the first time, Wu Xie marvels a little at the wonders that exist in their world—and the people who possess them. If not for the frankly unhealthy obsession, Wu Xie might consider encouraging him to talk to Xiaoge, if only to bond over the sense of othering. He knocks a staccato against the wall, and cranes his own ear to try and get whatever vestiges of a possible reply he can—and then coughs, and coughs, and coughs, doubling over and clawing at his chest as his throat scrapes itself raw as his lungs wheeze and wheeze and wheeze, spitting out air that they don't have, his vision going black around the edges as he goes longer and longer without being able to draw in a breath. He scrambles ineffectually, trying to get his water flask free, and finally manages to do so, coughing around sips of water; swallows another tab—fuck, how many of them is that by now? Five?

"Quite a…reaction to a common cold," drawls Liu Sang, and Wu Xie squints blearily up at him, wheezing as he drags in breaths and tries to stabilise himself. "How many is that now, Xiao San-ye? Six?"

Fuck. He'd missed that count. He clears his throat; manages a hoarse smile. "Old age, you know," he says, the words sticking and rasping along his windpipe. "Makes the immune system more vulnerable."

"Weaker, you mean." Liu Sang's eyes have a glint of something that Wu Xie tries not to look too hard at, if only because he's trying to play nice here. Even if he's, apparently, the only one doing so. But who knows, maybe Liu Sang has a reason to dislike him—maybe Wu Xie kicked his father's puppy, or something. The kid's definitely young enough it's possible, especially in this line of business. "I wonder…how do you keep up with Ouxiang?"

Wu Xie doesn't know whether to be more insulted at the inclusion of Pangzi, or happy that it at least means that he doesn't have another person out to get him, specifically. Not that he thinks Liu Sang has it out for him. Probably. (Paranoia is justified when you're in a business where everyone really is out to get you, and ten years of honing himself into a blade are not easily dulled.)

"Xiaoge," he corrects, "hasn't ever said anything about it." And then he realises the fucking prescription bottle, orange as a warning triangle, is empty. Fuck. The day just keeps getting better, doesn't it?

His throat is raw and ragged, and there's something in his chest, a weight like a stone. He swallows a few times, ineffectual. Liu Sang is still watching him, but another coughing fit comes on, and Wu Xie can't manage to stay on his feet at this one, winds up on his knees and barely propped up. Fuck. "F…fuck," he hisses, coughs. This time, when he pulls his hand away, there's blood.

Wu Xie stares at it numbly for a few moments. It wasn't supposed to progress this fast. It wasn't supposed to progress this fast. The doctor said he had time. He tries to breath. He can't fucking breathe. He can't—

The stone is cold and wet and hard under his palm; he tries to fumble the backpack off to get to the second set of them, and fails. Breathe. Breathe. He can't be dying—not this quickly, not right now, not without Pangzi and Xiaoge at his side, not—

In. In. In, out.

"Doing alright, Xiao San-ye?" Liu Sang asks, and there's a slight tilt at the corners of his lips. "I didn't realise you were quite this invalid." He's remarkably calm—maybe Wu Xie should reconsider the kicked puppy theory.

"I'm fine," Wu Xie bites out. "You—just. Keep—listening for—them." His hand is trembling. Liu Sang hums, and remains at a slight distance, where Wu Xie had left him. The way the corridor seems to warp and sink around him is just an optical illusion, Wu Xie tells himself. So's the flecks of bright, burning black dotting his vision. He gulps down the last of his water, and then doubles over in hacking coughs, so harsh he can't even think.

His back is cold.

He's not leaning against the wall anymore.

A thin face with dark eyes, bulging behind the glasses.

"—fuck—!"

[randomtwinkinthetomb]

Wu Xie: What would you do for me?

Pangzi: Burn the world down.

Xiaoge: Kill anyone who dares to wrong you.

Liu Sang: Tolerate you.