it’s just a thought i had while browsing tiktok (don’t judge me) and watching a woman sing a hauntingly beautiful song in a staircase with beautiful echoes - what if wwx sang instead of using a flute or whistling?
just imagine you’re some random wen guarding a watchtower and you suddenly hear quiet, soothing singing - and then you hear screaming, and see corpses, and die a painful death. imagine jc and lwj watching wwx sing wen chao to death; maybe sitting somewhere, or leaning against the wall, or standing almost uncomfortably close to him, and singing a haunting little song as he’s tortured.
imagine being on the battlefield, fighting to stay alive, and coming across wwx, singing calmly while surrounded by bodies.
imagine what it’d take to take this peculiar cultivation away this time - to silence him.
Scooby-doo is not a hard concept.
1. Four teenagers.
2. They are friends that deeply care for each other.
3. They solve mysteries.
4. THERE’S A TALKING DOG.
It's crazy what finally having a normal blood pressure will do. We love modern medicine.
just a reminder that red pandas are the cutest animals ever.
babygirl i sit hunched in ways you’d never fuckin believe