#only a few days ago I heard of it

[mikodrawnnarratives]

....

Should I

Attempt art fight...?

Emphasis on attempt

I have one friend telling me yes but I want to see if followers see this and are interested

I could make a follow up poll for which team to pick if yes

[sonknuxadow]

went to a comic store today and saw individual issues of idw sonic in person for the first time ever btw . epic win

[flowersbane]

what do you MEAN his name is DAVrin & not DARvin?? ffs…

[pockettgcf]

Yin Yu Appreciation Week 2024 Day Two - Shipping - "Stay"

(i wasn't able to do day one, but i'm trying to do a few days of yin yu appreciation week with some ficlets! enjoy a slightly angst-themed week to go along with the prompts hehe) a continuation of this post by @mdzs-owns-my-ass-i-guess. thank you again for taking my brain worms!!

“Stay.”

It had started as a simple command there in Qiandeng Temple one late night. Yin Yu obeyed, as he always did.

“I will always be here for you,” Yin Yu had assured. “Have faith in me,” he had begged.

Yin Yu had never known a love like Crimson Rain Sought Flower’s. For decades, he assumed that Hua Cheng’s obsession was unfounded, or based on childish obsession, but he quickly learned that this was not the case. Hua Cheng had so much love inside him that it was overflowing, and Yin Yu thirsted for a precious few drops of that excess.

It had taken months for either of them to mention what happened that night, when the smell of alcohol tinged Hua Cheng’s breath and his arms held Yin Yu tight before that statue of the Crown Prince of Xianle. When it did come up, the ghost king was once more in distress. Hua Cheng had been out for several weeks, chasing down a lead that he was sure was connected to Xie Lian. He had returned to Paradise Manor empty-handed. Yin Yu knew better than to ask about his efforts, so he attended to the manor and Ghost City as if nothing had happened. He gave his reports to Hua Cheng to catch him up on goings-on, and he bowed low to take his leave. 

“Wait,” Hua Cheng said.

“Chengzhu?” Yin Yu responded.

“...stay.”

Yin Yu’s mind was drawn back to that night. His stomach burned with that bittersweet fire that been kindled. Surely he was mistaken. Surely Hua Cheng didn’t mean-

“Stay.”

For centuries, the ghost king had persevered in his search for his beloved alone. Yin Yu presumed he would remain this way for the rest of eternity, searching every boundary of every realm with utmost certainty that his gracious, noble Someone was out there. On one hand, Yin Yu thought him foolish to believe such a love could ever be returned. On the other, Yin Yu craved its burning light to shine upon him once more. Slowly, cautiously, he came closer to Hua Cheng. Cold silver vambraces wrapped around his back, and a face was pressed into his chest. There was no alcohol this time. No trembling. Only dense, sorrowful silence.

The second time was no easier to process than the first. Nor was the fifth, tenth, twentieth. Stay became something much more. From a messy, tearful hug in the temple, it evolved into something… something Yin Yu couldn’t quite describe. More than once, Yin Yu found himself on Hua Cheng’s lap. More than once, he found himself in Hua Cheng’s bed. Yin Yu’s desires were different from Hua Cheng’s, he quickly realized. Laying on crimson silk sheets, fully clothed, they would curl up together in silence. Hua Cheng’s hands would grip Yin Yu’s robes, but he never attempted to strip them off. His lips came close to Yin Yu’s neck when he hid his face there, but they never made contact.

Yin Yu knew why. Of course he did. It only made the fire inside him burn hot as the desert sun, and he was a man desperate for a drink of that loyalty and devotion. So he held tighter, willing his desires to be made clear without acting on them.

Stay, Hua Cheng would send through the communication array when they were on opposite sides of the city. Yin Yu knew it was a summons, and he obeyed. No other words were exchanged. Yin Yu had already said too much that first night, and he feared with Hua Cheng in his right mind, anything more might scare him away. He was terrified that the moments they shared would suddenly cease. Yin Yu couldn’t take the thought of it.

Stay.

It became the first prayer he’d received in years. To feel like a god, he realized, he had to continue to obey.

[jrueships]

guess whos not going in at all this week, actually

[poisonouspastels]

Thinking about Rana introducing Groda to other people bc she has to be forced to socialize eventually. And like, Groda meeting Sunny eventually and immediately clocking that he's missing an arm and trying to subtly tug on Rana's shirt almost instantly while being very clearly panicked but still trying to hide it. And Rana eventually pulls her aside like "What?? what is it?" "You didn't tell me he was missing an arm!!" "...Why would that matter?" <- understandably getting the wrong impression from this "Because I've seen it before." "Oh."

And that was the day that Rana learned Sunny's arm was ripped off by Groda's Warden at the worst possible timing.

[proton-wobbler]

When the scrub-jays come back into town from the mountains and start screaming at your new neighbor

[musicrunsthroughmysoul]

I'm not going anywhere You can take window seat And you can keep all my drinks Cus I forfeit

I'm not saying anything I'd rather walk to my grave And all the bells you can ring But I forfeit So it goes

I'm not doing anything I gave up on winner's faith I gave up on feeling brave And I forfeit So it goes

[wholesomepostarchive]

the most wholesome thing is seeing that the wholesome post blog runner is probably one of the nicest people ever :3 i’m generally Terrified of sending asks especially to a blog that Does Things like this but seeing you talk in the tags instead of just reblogging and moving on makes you seem very friendly and approachable !!!! and i hope u know i appreciate that :] i hope you have a wonderful day and both sides of your pillow are always cool and that if you see a random cat on the sidewalk it won’t run away from U ♡

woah, META-WHOLESOME!! thank ya for the compliment, i try my best to carry out those kinds of traits i value!!!!! i’m SUPER super glad that ya did!!! THANK YOU THANK U!! always appreciating how much of an impact this lil blog has on top of appreciating u for sharing as much with me :-)

it’s always a TRIP getting to hear that something i do that i wasn’t even really mindfully doing makes all the difference?? i’m just really, REALLY grateful for all the different kinds of posts that get sent my way and seeing cool + uplifting + sentimental + OVERALL WHOLESOME posts that i express my thanks + ramble a bit in the tags haha !!

i ALSO hope you have as terrific of a day as you’re able to! and i hope you’ll enjoy seeing more posts pop up!

AND YOU’LL NEVER BELIEVE but i got new pillow cases like a week ago THAT DO JUST THAT! AND THERE’S A NEW CAT ON THE STREET WHO HANGS OUT WITH ME SOMETIMES (i’ve been planning to see if he has a microchip, but i know for a fact that the neighbors who feed all the stray cats on our street already have a cage + are well-versed in TNR, so i’ve been thinking about asking them first because the thought that someone could be out there looking for their pal is enough for me to “do it scared”) !! SO THANK U NOT ONLY FOR THE SWEET SENTIMENTS BUT ALSO FOR THE UNEXPECTED HILARITY OVER THE FACT THAT THEY’VE COME TRUE???

[minthara]

i wish my neighbour wasn't a crack head

[rainbowgaez]

unwinding at the end of a stressful week by trying to learn a moving 5 finger tapping pattern on guitar and getting mad when im not instantly good at it

[voidpunker]

grrrghhh i hate how idk "required" phone calls are but also theyre not

like. almost everything can be done through email or often website forms or text- phone calls are only needed when its urgent imo

but also wauuughh i hate how mom thinks im like. scared to make calls? and then gets really annoying about that when like. no. i dont have anxiety about talking on the phone, i have hearing damage and audio processing issues which makes it difficult for me to understand people

[13eyond13]

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[tkbrokkoli]

;v

[kiingbiing]

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[zincbot]

the hits stop coming and they don't stop coming