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[tahuxian]

𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐃𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐒𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆/𝐅𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆.

you long-suffering, endlessly patient angels get two memes today bc i deleted everything in my inbox on my rp blog and i made these memes to top off a solidly productive day! also, if you ever feel guilty about “not being productive” or having to delete drafts and memes in your tumblr life, DON’T! you’re wonderful and valid and your personal comfort and peace of mind is far more important than an overwhelming inbox or draft count! anyway, these are also self-serving, but also i feel no shame bc there’s an extreme lack of this very good vibe in my line of work, so here u go besties. DO NOT ADD ANYTHING TO THIS LIST!!

DATE UPDATED: 19/10/22

[ PIN ]:     sender pins the receiver to the ground and straddles them while training together.

[ SWORD ]:    sender invites the receiver to engage in sword fighting practice with them.

[ AIM ]:    sender and receiver go to target practice together (using any weapon of choice).

[ GUIDE ]:    sender readjusts the receiver’s stance and posture with their hands while training together.

[ STRIKE ]:    sender aims a blow (via either their fists or their weapon) at the receiver.

[ BLOCK ]:    sender blocks an on-coming attack from the receiver.

[ ARMOR ]:     sender helps to show the receiver how to wear and take care of their armor.

[ PREPARE ]:     sender guides the receiver through some pre-battle stretching exercises.

[ CHALLENGE ]:    sender challenges the receiver to a sparring match/actual fight.

[ TEND ]:    sender and receiver tend to one another’s wounds in the aftermath of a fight.

[ RESTRAIN ]:    sender physically restrains the receiver from attacking someone else.

[ FEND ]:    sender adopts a defensive position that stops the receiver from launching an attack on them.

[ PUNCH ]:    sender punches the receiver (to an unknown degree of success or failure).

[ KICK ]:     sender launches a kick at the receiver (to an unknown degree of success or failure).

[ TACKLE ]:    sender physically tackles the receiver during a fight.

[ DRAG ]:     sender physically drags or carries the receiver away from a fight.

[ UP ]:     sender extends a hand to the fallen receiver to help them to their feet after a fight/sparring match.

[ BACK ]:    sender stands behind the receiver while in the midst of battle in order to help them fight off their enemies.

[ ARRIVE ]:     just as the receiver is about to lose hope and become defeated, the sender arrives at the last minute to help them fight their enemies.

[ EXTRA ]:    sender hands the receiver a spare weapon during a fight to give them a better chance after they break or lose their own.

[ WALL ]:     sender slams the receiver against a wall during a fight/sparring match.

[ COVER ]:    sender lunges forward to throw their body over the receiver and shield them from harm during a fight.

[ POWER ]: sender and/or receiver use their powers during a sparring match in order to develop and enhance their abilities.

[ UNLEASH ]: sender, while fighting with the receiver during a physical confrontation, uses their powers in an effort to gain the upper hand.

[tahuxian]

I’m gonna try to write today but idk, today just ain’t it

[tahuxian]

dance, sender sticks a hand out to receiver and invites them to dance. ( aoandon and yukong 🕴️🕴️🕴️🕴️🕴️ )

it  isn't  often  that  yukong  allows  herself  the  time  to  have  fun  anymore  ,  oftentimes  buried  beneath  mountains  of  work  all  whilst  keeping  the  sky  fairing  commission  afloat  and  free  of  problems  .  in  truth  ,  the  hefty  workload  was  used  by  her  as  a  way  to  escape  her  ever  lingering  sadness  .  to  avoid  pondering  on  memories  that  still  plagued  her  whenever  she'd  close  her  eyes  .  it  was  no  secret  that  yukong  still  carried  with  her  a  great  unresolved  pain  ,  but  lately  …  that  pain  was  made  into  more  of  a  dull  ache  ever  since  aoandon  had  come  into  her  life  .  the  past  was  not  forgotten  ,  but  it  was  made  easier  now  that  she  had  somebody  to  offer  her  something  as  simple  as  reassurance  . 

that's  why  ,  presently  yukong  finds  herself  more  able  to  experience  life  as  she  always  should  have  —  even  having  been  convinced  to  attend  a  small  ball  .  when  she  entered  the  room  ,  arms  linked  together  with  aoandon  ,  almost  everybody  took  a  moment  to  marvel  at  the  helm  master  ,  both  in  awe  and  shock  at  the  sight  of  yukong  donning  an  elegant  silken  qipao  of  midnight  blue  and  flickers  of  gold  .  it's  funny  ,  how  such  a  simple  outing  felt  as  if  it  had  shaved  a  hundred  years  off  her  age  .  heaving  a  short  sigh  ,  yukong  clung  tightly  to  her  company's  arm  …  mildly  anxious  about  the  stares  ,  but  that  all  started  to  fizzle  out  once  the  crowd  went  back  to  their  drinks  and  idle  chatter  . 

slit  lavender  gaze  crossed  the  room  ,  watching  those  who  danced  in  the  very  centre  of  the  hall  with  a  keen  interest  .  how  long  had  it  been  since  the  last  time  she  danced  ?  the  image  stirred  within  her  a  fondness  long  forgotten  ,  prompting  her  to  stop  in  her  tracks  so  that  she  could  continue  to  watch  the  pairs  of  people  moving  together  in  sync  .  caught  up  entirely  in  her  spectating  ,  yukong  was  disturbed  only  when  she  felt  a  gentle  nudge  at  her  shoulder  .               “            i'm  sorry  ,  don't  mind  me  …  i  was  just  enjoying  how  well  they  —             ”               her  sentence  was  cut  off  as  attention  fell  to  an  offered  hand  ,  an  invitation  as  aoandon  finished  the  sentence  for  her  .               “            dance  ?            ”

with  a  gently  stifled  laugh  ,  yukong's  fingers  laid  against  the  other's  palm  in  acceptance  ,  gesturing  with  her  free  hand  for  the  other  to  lead  the  way  . 

inbox prompts ... accepting ... @godfled

[tahuxian]

blood, sender cleans blood off of receiver. + forehead, sender presses their forehead against receiver's. ( liubai 🕴️🕴️ )

another  fierce  battle  ,  another  victory  [  …  ]  the  high  cloud  quintet  stayed  as  true  to  their  legacy  as  always  ,  felling  great  behemoth  abominations  so  that  they  could  return  home  to  the  xianzhou  to  bring  peace  to  the  people  .  truly  a  noble  effort  ,  albeit  one  that  came  with  it's  share  of  sadness  . 

jingliu  ,  whilst  making  her  way  back  to  their  ship  all  blood  soaked  and  battle  worn  ,  she  silently  pondered  on  how  long  their  way  of  living  would  last  .  a  great  number  of  years  ,  surely  …  for  their  friendship  and  their  collective  will  seemed  unbreakable  at  present  .  the  thought  gave  her  some  peace  of  mind  ,  knowing  that  they  were  doing  the  right  thing  and  that  she  herself  was  bringing  some  form  of  justice  to  all  of  those  who  had  been  lost  on  the  xianzhou  cangcheng  . 

her  brief  moment  of  brooding  hadn't  gone  unnoticed  ,  apparently  [  …  ]  going  interrupted  by  familiar  footfalls  behind  the  sword  champion  .  that  unmistakable  treading  ,  no  other  than  baiheng  .  the  ghost  of  a  smile  spread  almost  immediately  along  jingliu's  tiers  ,  body  half-turning  so  she  could  regard  the  other  .               “            i  was  beginning  to  wonder  where  you  had  gotten  to  …            ”               jingliu  spoke  ,  nonchalantly  so  despite  it  being  a  lie  .  she  made  sure  to  keep  track  of  where  her  lover  disappeared  to  when  they  were  still  outside  of  a  safe  zone  ,  secretly  wanting  to  always  be  sure  of  her  safety  .  any  saddened  thoughts  were  all  but  forgotten  now  that  sanguine  gaze  had  found  baiheng  .  with  a  court  nod  ,  jingliu  ceased  in  her  tracks  so  that  the  other  could  catch  up  entirely  . 

she  was  greeted  with  both  a  warm  smile  and  careful  hands  lifting  to  clean  away  the  splats  of  blood  that  sat  ‘pon  the  sword  champions  face  ,  as  attentive  as  ever  .  the  gentle  fussing  prompted  jingliu  let  out  a  short  groan  ,  finally  reaching  up  to  take  a  hold  of  the  hands  that  plucked  away  stray  pieces  of  viscera  .  she  appreciated  greatly  the  gesture  ,  but  presently  was  more  interested  in  sharing  a  moment  of  calm  .  with  a  gentle  sigh  ,  jingliu  closed  the  distance  between  them  all  the  more  and  shifted  to  rest  her  forehead  against  the  other’s  .  lacing  fingers  together  ,  she  held  baiheng's  hands  with  a  softness  granted  to  nobody  else  .               “            i'm  glad  you're  alright  .            ” 

inbox prompts ... accepting ... @godfled

[tahuxian]

plotting call!

[tahuxian]

like for some asks ! specify muse or I’ll spin the wheel

[tahuxian]

[ CHIN ] from beidou to ning.....

after  the  many  fortuitous  encounters  liyue  has  been  through  of  late  ,  níngguāng  finds  herself  at  peace  once  more  .  the  ebb  and  flow  of  the  goings  on  in  the  city  had  returned  to  normal  and  within  the  newly  built  jade  chamber  ,  a  familiar  face  lingered  around  her  desk  .  the  illustrious  captain  beidou  of  the  alcor  …  come  to  pay  their  debts  finally  ?  the  thought  alone  prompted  a  near  scoff  as  the  tianquan  approached  with  confidence  ,  the  strut  and  clicking  of  heels  undoubtedly  heard  first  before  she  was  seen  .  she  saw  no  cases  of  mora  ,  nor  even  a  cheque  sitting  atop  her  desk  …  which  could  only  mean  that  liyue  truly  hadn't  changed  after  all  . 

“            to  what  do  i  owe  the  pleasure  ,  captain  beidou  ?            ”                 her  voice  rang  out  ,  with  a  hint  of  amusement  as  she  came  to  stand  in  front  of  the  other  ,  seating  herself  casually  on  the  very  edge  of  her  desk  .  formalities  were  not  all  forsaken  when  around  beidou  ,  but  it  was  obvious  that  níngguāng  was  somewhat  more  relaxed  in  their  company  .  a  bad  habit  she's  come  to  have  .  there's  a  silence  that  falls  between  them  ,  the  tianquan  setting  aside  her  cigarette  holder  wordlessly  .  the  quiet  they  shared  was  a  subtle  thing  …  a  way  of  saying       '  i'm  glad  you're  home  safe  '  . 

níngguāng  let  out  the  gentlest  of  sighs  upon  feeling  the  other's  fingers  take  a  careful  hold  of  her  chin  ,  inviting  their  gazes  to  meet  .  a  bold  move  indeed  ,  one  that  only  the  captain  could  pull  off  .  to  touch  the  famed  tianquan  …  many  would  die  to  be  in  their  position  .  she  allowed  the  moment  to  persist  for  a  while  longer  ,  secretly  enjoying  the  featherlight  stroking  of  her  skin  by  the  other's  calloused  thumb  .               “            i  have  something  for  you  …          ”               she  uttered  ,  finally  shattering  the  silence  they  shared  in  .  she  carefully  (  reluctantly  )  pulled  away  from  beidou's  touch  and  stood  herself  up  ;  a  hand  reaching  behind  to  take  a  golden  slip  from  her  desk  .  a  pretty  thing  ,  even  complete  with  the  tianquan's  official  wax  seal  …  never  a  good  sign  ,  where  the  captain  is  concerned  . 

the  golden  slip  was  pressed  into  the  other's  hands  and  afterwards  ,  níngguāng  left  the  other's  immediate  vicinity  and  headed  to  sit  behind  her  desk  .  her  time  was  precious  and  the  moment  they  had  just  shared  was  gift  enough  for  the  day  .  she  began  arranging  the  various  scrolls  and  papers  strewn  across  her  desk  ,  regarding  beidou  with  the  ghost  of  a  smile  before  speaking  once  more  .               “            you  can  add  it  to  your  collection  .            ” 

inbox prompts ... accepting ... @iedolon

[tahuxian]

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐌𝐄 𝐆𝐎 👀.

okay so i got like, three books delivered this week, and in anticipation i reread another book that i had, and lads, let me tell ye, it was like quicksand. so now i have a list, some from my head, many from my wonderful friends’ heads, of prompts that basically made us all very soft or very “pleasantly scandalized rich lady from the sixties who just found out a juicy bit of goss about the new neighbor”. i hope ye like them! (DO NOT ADD TO THE LIST. I WILL MAKE A PART TWO. AND THREE. AND FOUR. MANY MANY PARTS. EVENTUALLY. )

[ HAIR ]:          sender slowly reaches out to catch a loose strand of the receiver’s hair and tuck it gently and securely back behind their ear, letting their touch linger afterwards. (if the receiver has short hair, then the sender reaches out and gently runs their fingers through their hair to smooth it back.)

[ CLOSE ]:          while standing remarkably close to one another, the sender is unable to stop themselves from running their gaze across the receiver’s body, lingering for a moment on their lips, before returning to initiate prolonged, intense eye contact.

[ CHIN ]:          as they stand close to one another, the sender hooks a finger and tenderly lifts the receiver’s chin, tilting it up so that they can look at one another, and running a thumb across their skin lightly.

[ THUMB ]:          while cupping the receiver’s cheek in their hand, the sender slowly glides their thumb across their cheekbone in a tender, sweeping caress.

[ WOUND ]:          upon noticing a recent injury on the receiver’s person, the sender carefully moves closer, running a thumb (or hand) across the wound in a gentle, troubled manner.

[ INHALE ]:          while standing in very close quarters to the receiver, the sender shakily inhales with desire/anticipation as they realize how intimately close they are to one another.

[ DANCE ]:          when alone together (e.g. the bedroom, the kitchen, literally anywhere once they’re alone) the sender takes the receiver’s hand, and pulls them into a graceful yet intimate dance as a spontaneous act.

[ BARE ]:          as they get undressed, the sender gently places a soft, tender kiss against the receiver’s bare shoulder.

[ SCAR ]:          noticing a scar on the receiver’s skin, the sender tentatively stops them from covering it up, and rests a gentle, soft kiss over it.

[ FOREHEAD ]:          placing a hand on the back of the receiver’s neck, the sender guides them close and rests their foreheads together.

[ PALM ]:          taking the receiver’s hand, the sender brings it to their mouth, and places a tender kiss against the receiver’s palm.

[ LINGER ]:          taking the receiver’s hand, the sender lifts it to their lips, and gently kisses their knuckles, lingering for a moment before withdrawing.

[ BEHIND ]:         upon entering the same room as the receiver, the sender steps behind them, and winds their arms around the receiver’s waist, drawing them close against them.

[ WAIT ]:          realizing the receiver is about to leave the room, the sender hastily reaches out and catches their wrist, preventing them from continuing their departure.

[ ARM ]:          after holding their hand, the sender releases the receiver, but slowly glides their hand up the full length of their arm, lingering on the upper arm, then the shoulder, then resting their touch against the side of their neck.

[ HOLD ]:          while close to the receiver, the sender wordlessly takes a hold of their hand, for no other purpose than to be holding it.

[ PLAY ]:          while sitting together, the sender absently lifts the receiver’s hand, idly running their fingertips across the lines of their palms, mapping out every inch of their hand with slow, lazy touches.

[ GUIDE ]:          in the process of guiding the receiver through a crowded place, the sender’s hand protectively grazes against the small of their back

[ TOUCH ]:          while touching the receiver’s waist, the sender’s hand briefly dips beneath the hem of their shirt, skimming briefly across the bare skin of their waist.

[ CUP ]:           bringing both hands up to cup the receiver’s face, the sender draws them in closer to them in order to get a better look at their face.

[ TUG ]:          the sender tugs the receiver close against them by resting a hand against the small of their back, pulling them flush against their body.

[ HUSH ]:          while standing close to one another and hiding from pursuers, the sender reaches up and places a finger against the receiver’s lips to prevent them from speaking and revealing their location.

[ WRAP ]: when sitting astride a horse/motorcycle/etc. together, the sender reaches back, takes the receiver’s wrists, and gently pulls their arms around the sender’s waist in an embrace designed to keep the receiver safe, despite feeling remarkably intimate.

[tahuxian]

dance, sender sticks a hand out to receiver and invites them to dance. (for acheron)?

seated  alone  ,  hidden  in  plain  sight  ,  acheron  absent-mindedly  regarded  the  glass  of     ‘  wake  the  heck  up  ’     that  sat  in  front  of  her  ;  half  empty  .  the  ballroom  bar  was  grand  indeed  …  long  ,  with  perfectly  sculpted  mahogany  &  golden  veins  .  flamboyant  ,  in  true  penacony  style  .  even  a  bar  this  grand  &  with  this  many  people  ,  felt  as  lonely  as  the  moon  in  the  night  sky  .  though  of  course  ,  acheron  didn't  mind  …  keeping  to  herself  to  reminisce  about  memories  yet  to  be  taken  from  her  . 

her  focus  on  the  glass  in  front  wavered  some  as  out  of  the  corner  of  her  eye  ,  a  figure  approached  .  there's  an  elegance  to  the  way  she  walked  and  carried  herself  ,  the  kind  that  silently  demanded  a  response  when  the  woman  offered  a  hand  toward  acheron  .  her  head  turned  fully  toward  the  other  ,  intense  gaze  meeting  the  memokeeper's  own  and  lingering  for  but  a  moment  before  finally  a  hand  would  extend  in  return  .  fingers  laid  across  the  other's  palm  ,  accepting  the  wordless  invitation  to  dance  just  as  wordlessly  .  with  a  curious  hum  and  violet  stare  fixated  'pon  the  other  ,  acheron  left  her  seat  and  allowed  herself  to  be  lead  to  the  dancefloor  . 

inbox prompts ... accepting ... @arcanecard

[tahuxian]

[  …  ]       “            hard  to  imagine  …  a  “ranger”  ,  accustomed  to  bloodshed  ,  destruction  &  chaos  finding  warmth  in  the  red  colour  .            ” 

“            because  …  i  have  experienced  this  warmth  many  times  .  long  ago  ,  i  promised  someone  i  would  bring  it  to  more  people  ,  and  that  for  every  remaining  moment  of  my  life  ;  i'd  strive  for  a  better  ending  for  all  .            ”

[tahuxian]

[CHECK]: after an unexpectedly violent situation, sender frantically rushes to check if the receiver is okay, cupping their face to look closer. ( to feixiao uwu ).

the  clash  of  blades  had  ceased  ,  leaving  the  room  now  eerily  quiet  in  it's  wake  .  bodies  of  both  friend  and  foe  were  strewn  around  …  guards  who  had  laid  down  their  life  to  protect  their  people  and  their  queen  .  a  noble  thing  indeed  ,  it's  just  a  shame  that  their  sacrifice  stemmed  from  treachery  .  the  merlin's  claw  ,  somewhat  bloodied  and  bruised  ,  pressed  her  back  up  against  a  wall  ;  heaving  a  long  sigh  as  she  looked  around  the  room  .  they  had  been  set  upon  by  assassins  turned  beasts  ,  undoubtedly  the  doing  of  the  abundances'  disciples  …  hiding  in  the  shadows  ,  disguised  as  guards  —  a  despicable  trick  .  there  was  a  part  of  feixiao  that  felt  as  if  it  was  her  fault  ,  that  her  inability  to  detect  their  presence  had  lead  them  to  such  a  tense  situation  .  for  all  she  knew  about  the  denizens  of  abundance  ,  the  ones  that  lingered  at  the  depths  of  the  sea  were  least  known  to  her  ,  rendering  them  near  impossible  to  sniff  out  . 

now  ,  however  …  she  has  their  scent  .  the  same  mistake  will  not  happen  twice  ,  this  was  a  certainty  .  the  adrenalin  felt  from  the  fight  began  to  wear  off  ,  all  of  the  small  wounds  scattered  around  feixiao's  body  beginning  to  pulse  and  sting  some  .  both  gaze  and  hands  wandered  her  own  form  ,  checking  for  any  injuries  that  might  have  been  more  serious  than  a  few  scrapes  and  bruises  .               “            huh  ,  would  you  look  at  that  …            ”               the  foxian  uttered  quietly  to  herself  ,  gloved  hands  ceasing  to  move  as  they  came  across  a  large  shard  of  glass  embedded  in  her  abdomen  .  now  that  her  fatigue  began  to  hit  harder  ,  the  general  found  herself  gently  slipping  down  the  wall  she  rested  on  ,  losing  the  strength  in  her  knees  .  eventually  ,  with  a  light  thud  ,  she  came  to  sit  on  the  floor  .  the  warmth  of  her  blood  seeping  out  of  the  gash  her  hand  covered  prompted  her  to  heave  a  court  sigh  ,  hearing  the  voices  of  her  friends  in  her  head  telling  her  that  once  again  her  impatience  had  lead  to  injury  .  ah  ,  feixiao  …  always  the  hero  . 

lifting  her  attention  from  the  glass  finally  ,  the  general  was  met  almost  immediately  with  the  sovereign  rushing  to  her  side  .  as  senhime  dashed  across  the  room  ,  feixiao  could  only  think  …       i'm  glad  you're  alright  ,  sen  .         eyelids  fluttered  shut  only  a  second  after  the  thought  .

after  a  moment  of  brief  sleep  ,  the  pleasant  chill  of  gentle  touch  prompted  the  general  to  open  her  eyes  again  .  held  with  a  softness  she  hadn't  known  before  ,  a  grin  spread  across  her  lips  .               “           worried  about  me  ,  your  majesty  ?            ”                 the  words  left  her  quietly  ,  yet  confidently  still  .  there  was  no  need  to  fret  ,  feixiao  was  far  too  stubborn  to  die  from  just  a  few  injuries  .               “            i  just  need  a  short  nap  ,  that's  all  …            ”               sentence  came  tangled  with  a  yawn  .

inbox prompts ... accepting ... @entides

[tahuxian]

gods are stubborn. so am i.

[tahuxian]

[COMFORT]: sender cups a distressed receiver's face in their hands and steadies them by resting their foreheads together , for feixiao ♡

BLOOD  SOAKED  ,  THEY  STOOD  TOGETHER  AMONG  THE  CORPSES  OF  BEASTS  ;  THE  CLUTCHES  OF  THE  CURSE  THAT  FOREVER  LOOMED  OVER  THEM  GETTING  CLOSER  THAN  BEFORE  [  …  ]  but  they  are  so  close  !  night  after  unending  night  they  work  together  to  make  a  hunter's  hopeless  dream  a  reality  ,  felling  foe  after  foe  until  they  kill  enough  to  find  themselves  at  divinity's  feet  .  they  had  come  so  far  ,  but  not  far  enough  —  for  this  was  not  the  seat  of  the  gods  . 

feixiao  dropped  to  her  knees  with  a  heavy  thud  ,  swords  falling  to  her  sides  with  a  clang  that  rattled  throughout  the  grand  room  .  gloved  hands  lifted  ;  grasping  at  her  face  with  desperation  as  the  disgusting  beast  within  her  clawed  it's  way  up  her  throat  with  a  newfound  ferociousness  .  scratching  it's  way  up  her  gullet  ,  it  begged  to  be  set  free  …  to  be  unleashed  upon  this  hellish  world  so  that  it  might  finally  quench  it's  thirst  .  get  closer  it  might  ,  but  feixiao  refused  to  give  into  it's  bellowing  voice  ,  gnashing  teeth  and  swallowing  the  beast  back  down  .               “            not  now  ,  not  today  !  —             ”              the  hunter  bit  ,  voice  loud  enough  to  overpower  the  one  in  her  head  despite  being  muffled  by  the  hands  covering  her  face  .  she  speaks  with  clear  conviction  ,  but  the  terrified  wobble  in  her  words  is  unmistakable  . 

pointed  teeth  sank  into  own  bottom  lip  ,  using  the  pain  as  a  way  to  ground  herself  some  .  it  used  to  work  before  ,  but  now  it's  effect  was  less  than  useful  .  feixiao  felt  almost  hopeless  ,  that  was  until  the  gentlest  of  hands  reached  over  to  uncover  her  face  …  the  warmth  of  the  other's  palms  settling  ‘pon  the  hunter’s  cheeks  .  it  stifles  the  growls  that  rumbled  from  her  throat  and  brought  about  an  almost  immediate  sense  of  calm  .  feixiao  regarded  ahri  with  a  near  desperate  look  ,  the  bloodied  rings  that  surrounded  her  iris'  fading  slowly  with  each  second  that  she  gazed  at  the  other  .  gloved  hands  lifted  once  more  ,  now  gently  holding  the  hands  that  cupped  her  face  as  their  foreheads  met  in  a  moment  of  reprieve  .  it  affirms  even  more  the  reason  why  feixiao  was  so  determined  to  put  an  end  to  this  nightmare  …  she  wanted  nothing  more  than  to  gift  ahri  a  life  worth  living  ,  to  set  her  free  from  this  hell  scape  even  if  it  meant  laying  down  her  own  life  . 

inbox prompts ... accepting ... @vulpesse

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as  feixiao  wandered  the  room  ,  absent-mindedly  poking  and  prodding  at  various  points  of  interest  ,  their  mind  wandered  briefly  to  suzuka  …  pondering  on  how  fate  brings  people  together  in  the  strangest  of  ways  .  they  hail  from  entirely  different  worlds  and  the  chances  of  them  having  met  were  slim  and  yet  ,  the  merlin's  claw  finds  herself  at  the  very  heart  of  their  home  ,  ready  to  jump  to  the  sea's  aid  at  suzuka's  request  .  though  ,  the  weight  of  worry  sat  firmly  ‘pon  feixiao's  shoulders  as  she  witnessed  the  abundance's  influence  and  abominations  spread  throughout  the  cosmos  like  a  disease  ;  reaching  greater  depths  than  she  would  have  imagined  . 

still  ,  no  concern  or  worry  would  see  the  light  of  day  ;  deeply  buried  behind  the  general's  charming  smile  and  bold  attitude  .  they  felt  sure  that  no  matter  how  deep  the  roots  of  abundance  grew  ,  she  would  rip  them  up  from  the  soil  and  be  the  final  piercing  arrow  that  puts  an  end  to  it's  evil  .  glowing  azure  gaze  remained  settled  ‘pon  the  curious  device  and  the  button  that  had  been  pressed  ,  a  single  ear  cocking  in  senhime’s  direction  as  they  spoke  …  rampaging  krakens  ?  the  image  conjured  in  her  head  prompted  feixiao  to  grin  ,  not  at  the  idea  of  them  heading  toward  the  surface  of  course  ,  but  more  because  such  a  beast  sounded  like  it  could  offer  an  interesting  battle  .               “            krakens  ,  plural  ?  just  how  many  do  you  have  ?  i  was  under  the  impression  that  there  was  only  one  kraken  …            ”               she  spoke  with  a  thoughtful  hum  ,  gloved  fingertips  touching  to  her  chin  in  thought  for  a  moment  as  she  recalled  old  sailors  tales  she  had  stumbled  upon  .   eventually  ,  their  attention  turned  fully  to  the  queen  …  gaze  exploring  them  for  a  moment  as  they  brought  out  their  weapon  . 

[  …  ]  wanting  to  keep  my  attention  .                   “            ah  ,  so  you  noticed  ?            ”               the  general  offered  in  retort  ,  daring  even  to  shoot  the  sovereign  a  playful  wink  as  an  entertained  grin  spread  across  their  tiers  .               “            a  spar  ?  well  ,  you  really  are  getting  to  know  me  …  i  wouldn't  dare  miss  the  opportunity  .            ”               words  left  her  with  the  slightest  of  chuckles  ,  intrigued  by  the  sudden  offer  enough  to  take  it  seriously  .  the  white  coat  she  donned  was  promptly  pulled  off  and  laid  to  one  side  ,  exposing  the  twin  gunblades  that  laid  at  both  sides  of  her  hips  .               “            we  can  go  wherever  pleases  you  ,  your  majesty  …  but  don't  expect  me  to  go  easy  on  you  .            ”

@tahuxian sent [ . . . ] " what does THIS button do ? " // feixiao is just exploring sens world touching stuff im afraid shes here to irritate sen first and foremost FNJDNFKSD . . . unprompted.

slivers of the tide thread twixt seafoam strands , ridding the sovereign of the blood that sought to stain the rippling strands of their hair. heedless of the other's form that familiarized herself with the outpost , uncaring of her current circumstance. how peculiar a sight t'was , the general's ease despite the jarring depths she and her men were suddenly subjected to. though it isn't as though they were entirely ignorant of the world above their seas , there is a reason why the merlin's claw herself was sent here── or so suzuka said. everyone knows the sovereign trusts her sister entirely , the general's presence here in her waters is a testament to that trust. suzuka knows her , and while the specificities are lost on them , she isn't entirely interested. for now , they observe.

‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ a brow arching at the foxian's prodding , disregarding the attempt at subtlety as the guardian watched her. tail flicking when those eyes dart to her prior to dropping back to the panel before her eyes. its rather new , one she hasn't completed yet── temporarily serving no other purpose than to take up space. all the same , feixiao doesn't know of that. nor does she need to.

‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ not when they hum at the other's query , eyes shifting to the button she pressed as the sovereign steps closer. strings of pearls tittering with every step as eimi watches 'tween strands of her hair , ❝ how troublesome. ❞ she says , offers with scarcely a twitch to their brows as their gaze remains glued on the glowing panels. ❝ this , ❞ they add , pointing at the button she just pressed. ❝ it opens the chambers that keep the rampaging krakens controlled. why , i imagine they are well on their way to the surface by now. ❞ brows furrow as the epistolary unfolds , luminescent gaze flitting back to the general. tiers curling when those tall ears twitch at the remark , tail tapping at the other's ankle as their halberd materializes with a simper── the sound of rushing waves and the song of whales following in its wake.

❝ a jest , general. you ought to live a little , especially since you seem quite insistent on wanting to keep my attention. ❞ like a hunter winding a net for their quarry , bait casted over the dais and into the middle of their maelstrom. its been awhile , since someone even dared. ❝ might the merlin's claw humor me with a spar ? we can move to the surface , to keep things even. ❞

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feixiao  &  yukong  [  …  ]

we  parted  once,  by  fate’s  cruel  hand, two  souls  adrift  in  distant  lands. yet  still,  through  time,  a  spark  remained, a  quiet  fire  that  never  waned.

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