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[runningracingdancingchasing]

"It is simply the most thrilling thing I have ever experienced!" she responded breathlessly. Oh, if she could kiss him right now, she certainly would! Were her eyes watering from the wind, or was she tearing up? It mattered not, and she blinked the moisture away. "You are a wonder!" she told him, then smiled and brought a hand down to rest on Benison's neck. "Are are you, dear friend."

Raimundo was quite simply brilliant. Oh, how she adored him! He knew her so well! Yes, she definitely needed to kiss him when they were through!

She relaxed fairly well against him, and though part of him was concerned that this might be too uncomfortable for her, the other part of him was certain she'd enjoy the sensation. Perhaps one day she should be able to gallop all by herself.

The noise she let out wiped all worries from his mind. She was happy! Delighted, even! She sounded so free and joyous that he couldn't help the grin that spread across his face. His arms pressed tighter at her waist to hold her steady as she put her own arms out to the side.

Gosh, but he was pleased he'd made the right decision here. She'd proven him right, and now here they were, galloping along on Benison with Rapunzel laughing freely in the wind. He simply adored her! "Quite the thrill, isn't it?" he mused, voice raised so that he could be heard over Benison's hoofbeats and the wind in their ears.

[lokoteibex]

My True Love Sent To Me...

Only four days late, wheeeeee! I haven't drawn any Raipunzel Bridgerton stuff in a while, so I picked an old Christmas song to base it off of. (Two, actually, since they're under a bough of holly.) In the original lyrics, it was "four colly birds," and colly means black, so while I don't think it's blackbirds like blackbirds, it's birds that are black.

Anyway. @xiaolindude said that Rai would comment, "I shall gift you so many birds, because you are my true love," and that inspired this. Merry Christmas!

[droppingdonkeys]

tbh this went better that i thought

@xiaolindude it's a date. they're going dancing. (and rest be assured, luisa is a lil scared of Alma, too)

[cauterisen]

@runningracingdancingchasing asked:🍒 + @xiaolindude

send  me  🍒  +  a  url  and  i  will  write  some  positivity  for  them. (accepting)

charlie! i've written with charlie for years, and i've always enjoyed her take on raimundo and how much she's developed him as a character with her headcanons and her writing! a lovely person as well, and i'm so happy to have had the opportunity to write with charlie and to consider charlie a friend! the xiaolin fandom is so much brighter and bigger with her in it <3

[bexmuses]

Been rereading some of my old RPs between myself (on my @runningracingdancingchasing blog) and @xiaolindude, and it's giving me some insight into my portrayal of Clay.

For example, I rediscovered that, in my portrayal, Clay is very grouchy in the morning, until he's eaten. None of that cowboy charm, just a hungry bear demanding food.

[chainsxwsmile]

I’ve a feeling that even if Bruce has more or less sided himself with Jack (if only to the point where he makes sure the kid doesn’t get himself killed), the big guy has a habit of befriending everyone and anyone, and that includes the “Xiaolin nerds”

@xiaolindude

[shesdaylight-arch]

❛  this feels like a terrible, terrible idea.  ❜    //  @xiaolindude | accepting | meme. 

Turning around ever so slightly to peer over her shoulder,  she smirked lightly in Rai’s direction.   A small breath of a laugh passed her lips,  and she lowered her arms from reaching into the cabinet, though she didn’t step down from the little stool she needed to actually reach the shelf.    “Don’t tell me you’re being such a....     rejective Rai.”   Her horribly failed attempt at making a negative Nancy pun but with Rai’s name.   Clearly,  she had some work to do with it.    “Come on,  don’t you think for a second that I’m going to let you sit around here all night alone,  all by yourself,  doing nothing but staring absent-mindedly at the wall.   Or whatever is on TV.”   Not that he had a habit of doing either of those things,  and Rapunzel never liked to think of the glass half-empty,  but if she could prevent that from happening, then she would.    “Besides,   terrible ideas often lead to really fun stories.   Don’t they?”

[runningracingdancingchasing]

@xiaolindude​

[tweet]

[acutelyarachnophobic]

[HALT]

Simple Action Prompts - Accepting

[HALT] - sender gently pulls receiver to a halt.

There was a building on the grounds where all the mystical Shen Gong Wu were kept, and Lance was determined to see it with his own eyes. See the inside. The outside was perfectly visible. It was right over there.

It wasn't like he wanted to take any of them! Just... look at them! Maybe mess around a little bit! So, in the dead of night, he climbed quietly out of bed and began to sneak. He might not be a martial artist, but he was a master thief. (Again, not planning on stealing the Shen Gong Wu. Not in the traditional sense, at least.)

Keeping to the shadows, he made his way across the grounds, eyes always on the prize. It was surprising, though, when the next step he took didn't take him any closer. Or the one after that. Or the one after that.

"Nuh-uh," Raimundo told him, holding fast to the back of his shirt. "Back to bed."

[runningracingdancingchasing]

@xiaolindude

Another party at Rai's. This was the third or fourth she'd been invited to since their little beach excursion had begun to thaw the ice between them. It had probably helped a lot that she, having decided to bury the hatchet for good, had started watching futebol, just so she could understand him and his world a little better. It had helped more that she told him she saw him eat grass the next week, and asked what it tasted like. He'd looked stunned for a split second, then grinned brightly. 'Like $135,000,' he'd answered.

The bass hit her like a wall as soon as she walked into his villa, but she was expecting and even looking forward to it. He threw great parties, with music so loud that the bass acted as a second heartbeat, great food and drink, flashing colored lights, and access to his quieter patio and sprawling grounds.

Plus, she loved his dog.

She'd also started making friends with some of his friends. She particularly liked Ana, his girlfriend. She had a quick wit and didn't put up with his bullshit. Exactly the kind of girl Rai needed, to keep his ego in check.

The sea of people swallowed her almost immediately, and where once it might have been overwhelming, now she lived for this kind of night life. It made her feel alive. She grabbed a drink (something neon green and a little fizzy, who even knew what it actually was) and wound her way through to find the host and mingle with the guests.

[lokoteibex]

Let's Go To the Beach, Beach!

Can you believe I haven't drawn these two since Christmas? What is wrong with me? Another pic of @xiaolindude's and my beloved ship to go with those summer vibes. (IDK about you, but it's way too hot here this week.)

Things I love about this picture:

the lighting

her shirt

his hair

his expression at that angle

I probably spent an hour yesterday just finding things I wanted to tweak and tweaking them.

[runningracingdancingchasing]

The tighter he held her, the better she felt. She'd never had an argument like this, and she was only just learning that you could fight with someone and have them be the one to comfort you afterward. Maybe this wouldn't have worked last night, but it was working now.

At the sensation of his kiss, she felt like her heart was thrumming in her chest, jump started by the simple, sweet contact. She looked up at him, her green eyes searching his a moment, as the urge to make this all better quickly grew stronger and stronger. And then she threw caution out the window and kissed him. It was light and sweet, giving him ample opportunity to pull away if he wasn't here yet, but if she was reading him right, he was.

She very much needed to make it up to him somehow. He'd let her take pictures of him, and he was letting her hold him and possibly kiss him. She was finding herself more in love with him than ever before, possibly because of the fight, which didn't make sense, but here it was.

runningracingdancingchasing​:

Honestly, a part of her hadn’t expected him to take comfort from her. He’d allowed her to share his bed last night, to hold him, but had kept his back to her the whole time. She’d been surprised then that he’d allowed her nearness and her contact. Now, she was even more surprised that he accepted her comfort so willingly. When his grip on her tightened, so did hers on him.

How could she have hurt him so carelessly? He didn’t deserve to be spoken to the way she had. For a moment, she gripped his hair, then released, giving him a tighter squeeze as she did before resuming her back rub.

“I love you. More than I’ve ever loved anyone.” Even herself. There was no denying that. She wouldn’t even try to. What would be the point of such a boldfaced lie?

It had been a difficult few days. Of course it had. You couldn’t be almost kidnapped - in her case - or shot in the head - in his case - without going through a shit time afterwards trying to process it all. 

He couldn’t blame her for lashing out, could he? Not really. Not when she was recovering from the shock and the fear, the worry about him, all of it. She hadn’t meant what she’d said. She’d been angry at her father, at the situation itself, not at him, and he kept reminding himself of that. Her words would continue to sting him for a while longer but the feeling was already beginning to fade in the wake of her apologies and her comfort. 

This already felt better. This was them. Holding each other in his kitchen, murmuring nice things to one another… Her grip on his hair had him leaning closer into her, hugging her tighter, his embrace fierce. He’d missed her while they’d been fighting. God, he hated fighting with her like that. 

“I know you do,” he murmured, pressing his lips into her hair with a sigh. “I love you, too. S’okay…” 

[droppingdonkeys]

✵ (I KNOW I OWE U A REPLY I'M SORRY BEAR WITH ME)

Meme me this! | @xiaolindude

<33 Remember to take your time!

Send ✵ and my muse will answer the following.  

Their first impression of your muse: What the hell is that guy doing.

Current impression: Fun guy! He seems decent. Maybe they can be friends.

Are they attracted to your muse?: Luisa thinks he's somewhat cute but she hardly knows him.

Something they find frightening about your muse: Nothing (so far)

Something they find adorable about your muse: Luisa views Rai as a bit of a puppy. Wild and never tiring.

Would my muse sacrifice themselves for yours?: Probably yes.

Would my muse go on a date with yours? platonic/romantic: A platonic one, yes! To get to know them better.

One word my muse would use to describe yours: Energetic.

Would my muse slap yours if they could?: Hard no.

Would my muse hug/kiss yours?: She's already hugged him! Sort of. That one time. So yes to hugs!

[sheslipsaway]

“Hey!”  she shouted as she followed him,  eyebrows lightly raising with a shake of her head.   In her hand was a piece of wrapping paper,  and though she couldn’t confirm or deny if he was the one who’d let it fall to the ground,  he was the closest one to it.    So in August’s head,  he was guilty by association.   “Do you even know how harmful this is to the turtles?!   If they mistake this as food,  they could die;  do you want that on your hands?”     // @xiaolindude liked for a starter  

[pcsitivibee]

positivity for xiaolindude : I’d like to give a shout to @xiaolindude !! for not only being one of my favorite people on this website, or for being one of the best people on this site in general, but for being a wonderful writer and creator. The pure love she has for her muse is just so admirable and you can tell that so much love, care, and thought is put into not just her writing but with everything she does!!

[bexmuses]

@xiaolindude      Continued from here

Clay wasn’t here for Raimundo. Hell, he’d never expected to see him again. And while it had been hard getting over losing him as a teammate, he’d never really stopped considering the other boy - other man, now - his friend, somewhere in his heart. After all, Rai hadn’t done anything to him - to any of them, really - other than the initial out lash that had resulted from, well... Clay was never entirely clear about what had happened that had freaked Rai out so much. But his friend had gone, and they’d never seen him again.

Until now.

He still couldn’t believe he was staring down his former teammate. A lot had changed in that time, physically, emotionally, all of it. But the physically? Hoo-boy, Raimundo was not looking entirely human anymore, and that concerned Clay. Had he gone Heylin? If so, why hadn’t they caught up with him until right now? The claws on his hands and feet (his feet were... ‘too big’ about summed it up, but they just looked wrong somehow), the flash of sharp teeth when he spoke and smiled, and when he removed his sunglasses, his pupils were definitely slits. This wasn’t right, and Clay felt his blood pressure go up. The little stoat (Mustela erminea) on his knee was paying too close attention to Clay for his liking, though, so he kept himself calm and centered. Grounded.

“Remind me the last time anything I did was your business,” he echoed back with a little smirk. He definitely wasn’t looking for a fight, but something in him warned that he might have found one, regardless. Raimundo had always been powerful, and when that power was against you, it was dangerous. And now? Now that he was... Heylin or something? Yeah, nothing doing. He wasn’t about to let his old friend in on what was going on these days.