#xianzhou craftsman

[draconicfool]

     The other's words bring a soft laugh from the High Elder. Part of him being ‘way older than everyone else’ is certainly true, he supposes. In a way, he's been around for such a long time if one were to think about it that way. As if every incarnation was him and not some different consciousness. “I suppose in a way you're very right. Though, I think no matter what, the feeling of being young never really goes away. For my people, even with the part of me that's a High Elder, I'm still considered less of an adult and more like…let's say a teenager almost. Even if I don't quite look it.” He explained with a soft laugh. 

     Though, hearing that someone Yingxing knew happened to also know Dan Feng brought a wider smile to his features. “He is a very good friend to have. Stubborn at times, but very sweet.” Shoi-Ming returned with a little nod. “At least we get to see each other at all. It's more than I can say about some of the other High Elders. We only get to see each other when we need to. But A-Feng and I see each other quite often since the Preceptors think it will help to- mellow me out, let's say.”

It's Yingxing's hope, too, that everything might settle in time. While he's never confided the extent of his trouble in Master Huaiyan, not wanting to bother him with something so trivial when he'd been kind enough to take him in in the first place, the old general still picked up on the fact that he's having trouble adjusting. And he's told him that all he needs to do is to learn and grow, that patience will reap great rewards. The trouble is, patience isn't easy when you have so much less time than everyone else. "You're a High Elder though," he points out, "So part of you is way, way older than everyone else on the Xianzhou. Do you really ever feel young?" Is that something that never goes away, maybe?

He perks up a bit at a familiar name being mentioned. He knows that one from the stories! "Miss Baiheng says Imbibitor Lunae is a good and loyal friend to have." He nods. "She loves him a lot. Even if she says he's a silly old lizard. And she's never wrong about people, so it's good that you have him, even if you can't visit each other often because of duty."

[yingren]

A week later, Yingxing sends a link to a news story about a very unpleasant, old money millionaire's private collection being broken into, supposedly by the infamous Stellaron Hunter Ren. A single, priceless, seven-hundred year old Xianzhou-make sword was stolen. The heist was successful! He will purposefully not think about that favor he now owes.

"Y I N G X I N G ."

[lxckblessed]

"I suppose that makes two of us then, friend." He responded with a laugh, taking a seat across the man as he rested his chin in his hand. Certainly there was more than natural talent at work. Nobody knew that better than Aventurine. Even if luck was on one's side, there was always so much more to a successful gamble.

"You might just be right about that. Though I'd have to say in this game, I'd probably be hopeless. After all, you might just be the only person here who knows how to play."

@xianzhou-craftsman || c.

[lunarslice]

@xianzhou-craftsman

[iceswords]

[ high five ] sender gives receiver a congratulatory high five (Cool Uncle strikes again)

( meme source. )

the young lieutenant had recently started to take sword crafting lessons from yingxing and as promised he gave it his full attention and focus, very eager to learn more about his special interest and even more eager to put the things he learned into practice. having to dress somewhat lighter as the heat from the furnace was a lot for anyone to handle for long periods of time. he also was quite the impatient boy which led to a lot of frustration and failed attempts.

despite the fact that yingxing hadn’t had high expectations for him, yanqing still wanted to make him proud or for the most part at least impressed and thus wouldn’t quit until he could manage to successfully make one thing.

“ uncle yingxing! I finally did it!” covered in sweat and this black dust, yanqing ran over to show off the knife he had been able to make. it was simple in design and nothing about it was special in any sense but the lieutenant was quite proud of himself on being able to make it and have it be functional or at least not break upon the first strike. he would only be made even more proud when the older then shared in his excitement, giving the boy a high five to congratulate him on a job well done.

[fwuffcat]

I was just making a graphic and it resized and moved everything :')

[maskednihilism]

“That's the interesting thing, Yingxing.” The Fool said as he stared at his bottle. “THEY understand Elation. And I have a certain… creed to what it means to me.” A philosophy of what it means to get joy and spread joy.

“True happiness always entails the manifestation of the dignity of mankind. This is how I get joy, Yingxing. I won't deny I always followed this path to aesthetics <elation>.” He paused for a moment. Sampo was somewhat embarrassed of his youth. Though of course, who wouldn't be? Everyone looks at their younger days and cringe at how they behaved and acted. And at the very least… Sampo likes to believe he had changed since then.

“Whatever gets THEIR joy the quickest in the moment THEY do it. There is no boundaries to THEM and fellow Masked Fools.” It was for a very good reason why people considered their group a bunch of radicals. But there were good people. Sampo was proof of this. As well as Zhongshan and the man who allowed him to stay in the Tavern.

Sparkle however… 

“She's still too wild…” he muttered to himself. He shook his head before returning his gaze to the blacksmith. He seemed tired now, just from thinking of all this. Years worth of unresolved feelings were coming up. What is a family, made? Born into? Or pushed upon someone when they had no where to go?

“Worse.” Sampo said. “I had nothing but this path.” Nothing but the snow in Kalevala that seemed endless at times. “The Tavern’s… manager let's say, allowed me to stay with them. Mother went on a mission to find aesthetics and then just…” 

The immediate silence should be enough for Yingxing to put it together. “I had nothing. No joy, no family. Nothing.”

[arbitergeneraljy]

*snaps a picture of the kitty general* "I'm not to be held accountable for any of this, by the way. I didn't instigate anything."

The sound of the shutter immediately caught his attention , head snapping in the direction of him holding the phone up , no doubt pointed his way . Jing Yuan had to bite back a groan of embarrassment , heat spreading from his ears to his neck and cheeks . ❞ Is that so , gege ? ❝

❞ Because I can somewhat recall the very specific words of ‘ Jingliu had a very badly behaved kitten ’ , I wonder where I heard it from . ❝ With the way he crossed his arms over his chest — aureate eyes narrowed , one could almost see the figurative tail flicking behind him , fully embodying an annoyed cat now .

[reallyrandomtj]

reallyrandomtj said HERE: My Jing Yuan: feels called out @xianzhou-craftsman replied: as he should!

Pretend Jing Yuan is holding up a piece of tomato ~

"Hey Yingxing ~ Pspspspsps!"

[yingren]

Hands him a plastic bag full of small metal bits. "I had these left over. Figured you might want them to throw at people or something."

takes the bag and immediately rummages through it to pull out one of the smaller pieces and put it in his own mouth. really, it's no different from chewing on the tab of a soda can and he does that fairly often so.

[acr3ss-the-cosmos]

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"That's always the excuse, isn't it?" She retorted, her sad and upset tone slightly muffled by the blankets. "Losing track of time doesn't mean that you push yourself to the point that your friend finds you unresponsive on the floor and can't wake you up, Yingxing."

His touch on her ear was so warm. So gentle. Yingxing had always been like this towards her, ever since they first met so many months ago. So why, she thought... why couldn't he ever be gentle with himself, too? Chenhua knew of his past, of how he had grown up when the war against the Abundance was at its most severe, and of how everything he had ever known and cherished had been ripped from him all those centuries ago. If anyone deserved to find peace in this life, it was Yingxing, and it pained her to see that he was still hurting himself in this way.

Slowly, Chenhua pushed herself off to sit upright in her seat, shuffling the chair to be right up against the bed, and both of her hands moving to grasp Yingxing's as if afraid it would slip away from her. Her gaze was desperate and pleading, her emotions on full display before him as hot tears continued their descent down her sweet face.

"I... I hate seeing you like this, Yingxing. Overworking yourself like this? It's not normal." She took in a shaky breath, squeezing her eyes shut for a moment. So many emotions had boiled up to the surface, including ones Chenhua had been too bashful to admit. But right now, at this present moment, she felt like she had no choice. Yingxing needed to know exactly how she felt. Marigold eyes opened once again, and her next words were spoken softly.

"I... I love you too much to see you destroy yourself like this..."

[wentian]

[traincarsandstars]

"R-really?"

@xianzhou-craftsman

[aluckiicoin]

Yingxing has sent a beautifully crafted wooden wall-sign via cycrane that has burned into it the sentence: "No seducing at the prank war!"

This was a shared hotel room and with any packaging gone no one would be none the wiser on who that was addressed to after all. Surely that couldn't be directed at him, given he was on the other team and the general had not put forth any rules at all.

So, colour him unimpressed.

But he wouldn't shun a gift opportunity like that.

“I think your teamleader has some words for you love.”, don't worry Mr. Smithy – he'll make sure that sign gets delivered properly.

@maskednihilism

[reallyrandomtj]

Comments are from THIS post:

@draconicfool said: eros is here to bury himself in the boyfriend tits

"For you Eros, you may 'bury' until your hearts content."

@xianzhou-craftsman said: "cover them up!"

"Come make me put my clothes back on then, Yingxing ~"

@gildedsplendors said: kaveh, looking away bright red

"Hello Kaveh, are you alright? You look a little brighter than usual."

@aluckiicoin said: "Hm, no, cannot say I'm impressed"

"This is fine. We all have our own preferences."

@ryusxnka said: Looks around. " -- What buns? "

"These buns ~"

Offers the other a steamed red bean bun.

[draconicfool]

It's the middle of the night. That's the first thing that goes through his mind at the knock. That it's the middle of the night and he's tired.

But he's told people before to bother him if they need him. Even at this late hour. But what greets him isn't a familiar face but a stranger.

The small doctor standing in the door on his fluffy robe. Staring for a moment. Processing. The planet has opened so recently it's only natural some ships just weren't ready for the weather. But all the same it's like a prickle on the back of his neck. A warning. Not that he knows why. It just feels off. Adjusting his tone a bit, he'd look the other over before turning his head for a moment. Back towards his room.

"Oh- hang on a tick, sugar-. Let me go get dressed and I'll come, okay?" And he shuts the door for a moment. Actually intending to get dressed. But along with that, he stows his mask into his jacket and goes back to the door. A soft smile plastered on his features. "Lead th' way~."

@xianzhou-craftsman || c.