ideasloading
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"When It Gets Hard, You know It can get hard sometimes" (from: Ed Sheeran´s song "Photograph") is Xie Lian during the coffin scene in a nutshell
I pulled a hualian and needed a few centuries for this one, but the promotional art for this chapter is finally done! :D
This is from my fic "Feast upon this Imitation of Happiness", bonus chapter 2: archiveofourown.org/works/619001...
I´d love to see there if you´re interested!
Have a silly little doodle in relation to my previous post :D
What being Wu Ming-less does to a mf
What being Wu Ming-less does to a mf
All Fun and Games until Someone dies
CW: one suggestive joke, mentions of a weapon
Using his last magnifying glass for this round, he takes a real close look at his next shot. …Red may be his favourite colour, but in this instance it´s just about the most dreadful thing he could be confronted with.
Even so, the decision is easy to make: No matter what, the man knew he would ensure his beloved to make it out alive of this one. He had just hoped to get a blue instead, if only to never even hold something that could potentially hurt his gege. He readjusts the gun and stares down the dark barrel, ready to shoot his brains out.
A worried, desperate voice: “San Lang, wait! Don´t do that!” He gazes at the other but keeps the gun where it is.
Trying to convince him otherwise, the brunet continuous: “You´ve come so far; don´t let this hinder you! Just shoot me and this can finally end…!”
He looks at their displays: Both only have one single arrow left. Then again, even if gege had had all of his still, Hua Cheng´s decision would remain the same.
“Gege, please let me be selfish.” “BUT I WANT TO BE SELFISH TOO AND NOT LOSE SAN LANG!” The declaration leaves both of them breathless for different reasons. Heaving, Xie Lian murmurs: “Don´t take him from me…please…!”
He smiles despite himself. It´s a saddened but sincere smile. “I´m sorry, gege.”
He shoots.
“SAN LANG!!!”
A case full of cold, hard cash is lowered in front of a silent Xie Lian, who does not even pay attention to the cursed thing. – They are his empty winnings, his unwanted reward.
A few seconds of terrible quietness reign supreme when-
“Fuck, you screamed loud! Is your throat okay?” Feng Qing asks over Discord, his profile picture flashing with the sound of his voice.
He receives no answer from the brunet.
“Hey, man, you there?” He asks less aggravated this time. Xie Lian´s profile picture of his boyfriend holding his pet snake Ruoye remains dark with a lack of response.
Then suddenly, Hua Cheng´s mic picks something up: His bedroom door opening and someone coming in. It must be Xie Lian, since these two live together.
“Gege? You´re eyes are red…Oh no, was this game to much?” Discord´s background noise cancelling function erases the responding hum from perception but knowing their friend, both Mu Qing and Feng Xin can guess as much.
“Want a hug, gege?”
Rustling follows.
“Oh? I never mentioned my lap, but I certainly don´t mind ;)” The black-haired man teases and his two biggest haters (besides maybe the man´s precious roommate who always vaguely smelled of fish) want to gag.
Now closer to the mic, they can hear the brunet talk: “I don´t like this game…It makes you shoot your friends and loved ones.” “Hah?! What do you sound so remorseful over?! You had no problem shooting us earlier!” Mu Qing complains. “You shot San Lang first.” He states very seriously, as if this wasn´t the entire idea behind the game in the first place, and that´s when Mu Qing gives up. – Fools! Fools in love! They should fuck each other instead of fucking with him when he has better things to do (He does not. He has no friends outside of those present.)!
Mu Qing goes offline; with a shout of “Wait up, prick!” Feng Xin does too.
This decision spares them the embarrassment of having to listen to a couple being all lovey-dovey over Discord for the next thirty minutes because they forgot to mute themselves.
This one´s soooo late but I didn´t want to post the notice without this little drawing I made,hehe
Anyway, I decided to make some bonus chapters for my fic "Feast on this Imitation of Happiness"! :D
Feast on this Imitation of Happiness - Chapter 4 - IdeasLoading - 天官赐福 | Heaven Official's Blessing (Cartoon) [Archive of Our Own]
Dianxia must ensure that his best soldier stays flexible
Thank you for the tag <3
(I´ll be leaving some categories out since I honestly can´t remember the answers 😅)
Last Song: "Would You Fall in Love with Me Again" from Epic: The Musical
Sweet/Savoury/Spicy: Savoury, though I do have a thing for sweets :3
Relationship Status: In a happy relationship (●＾o＾●)
Last thing I googled: Wikipedoa - List of emoticons (lol)
Looking forward to: exam period being over (Ｔ▽Ｔ)
Current obsession: Currently none because I´m really busy right now but before then it was redecorating! I love how my shelve turned out :D
tagging:
@yulen-the-ghost
@soapy-soartp
@notsofrozt
@rynnerie
Anyone else who wants to join in is very welcome as well :D
As always: Feel free to ignore the tagging if you don´t feel like answering :3
People I'd like to know better: Tag Game
Thank you @yabancreations for the tag!! ❤️❤️❤️
Last song:
Bullet the Blue Sky - U2
Last book: Scum Villain's Self Saving System Volume 3 (I'll get to volume four eventually 😭😭😭)
Last movie: Everyday Sunshine (documentary on the pioneering LA black punk band Fishbone)
Last TV show: Vivy: Fluorite Eye's Song (haven't seen it all yet hahahah no spoils!)
Sweet/savoury/spicy: Spicy!
Relationship status: in a relationship!
Last thing I googled: ScriptE software manual
Looking forward to: bedtime
Current obsession: Koyaanisqatsi (experimental/documentary film. It's so kinetic and visually stunning and the editing is phenomenal and and and...)
I'm tagging @parameciam @ink-step @echochqmber @scrapimmortal @carnivorous-horses-lover and anyone else!
In honour of the second chapter of my wulian fic "Feast on this Imitation of Happiness " coming out today :D
(Here´s the link if you´re interested:
Feast on this Imitation of Happiness - Chapter 1 - IdeasLoading - 天官赐福 | Heaven Official's Blessing (Cartoon) [Archive of Our Own])
Fun Fact: I was actually gonna make this fic a comic and this was gonna be a part of the first chapter
Thank you for tagging me, @biblical-love (@echochqmber)! :D
Rules: you will be given a word. Then you share one sentence/excerpt from your wip(s) that starts with each letter of your word!
My word is: "LINES"
L - "Living together with his ghost soldier has put Xie Lian´s heart at a formerly long-lost and forgotten ease."
(From chapter 2 of: Feast on this Imitation of Happiness)
I - "It was by total accident that Mu Qing and Feng Xin discovered it: They were just trying to help their friend clean up his small bedroom inside his sparsely decorated apartment - albeit while heavily complaining about the task - when eventually Xie Lian had to excuse himself for a moment to go feed his pet snake – Ruoye - over in another room where that thing´s tank is located."
(From: Stalker Darling!)
N - "No longer are meals had alone."
(Also from chapter 2 of: Feast on this Imitation of Happiness)
E - "Except...Xie Lian had forgotten something crucial: As he talks to the butterfly flying besides him to fill the lonely silence, speaking of mundane things like the weather with faux enthusiasm, he suddenly comes to a stop when he can no longer perceive the faint sound of wings."
(From chapter two of: Nice to meet you again; what´s your name today?) (Note: This one´s been in the basement :´))
S - "Shi Qingxuan had caught wind (heh) of suspecious activities happening in the desrt kingdom of Banyue, resulting in countless missing persons."
(From chapter 29 of: To be is to be yours)
tagging: (Only if you want to of course! <3)
@yulen-the-ghost
@soapy-soartp
@notsofrozt
I´m not quite sure if I´m supposed to make up another word for you guys or if there´s a list (´･ω･`)
I´m just gonna assume I´m supposed to pick so I´ll go with: NAMES
I´m excited to see your replies :D
tysm for tagging me @marquisguyun!!! <3
Rules: you will be given a word. Then you share one sentence/excerpt from your wip(s) that starts with each letter of your word!
The word I was tagged with is FORUM. i chose to use a couple different wips of mine, including one of my original projects (because i don't actually write a lot of sentences that start with the letter "R")~
F - "Former God of Nature! The God of Nature!"
O - Okay. Xie Lian needs to know what’s going on.
R - Rena sees her from across the bridge. The year is nineteen-ninety-nine, and they are at a party.
U - Unable to do anything at all.
M - Most of the men in town are busy fighting in the war, the blacksmith says, and there aren’t enough people to actually make the swords those soldiers are using.
tagging @ideasloading @scrapimmortal @circus-complex @e-n-t-r-o-p-i-c-f-r-o-g @artingstarvist!!! your word, should you choose to accept it, is "LINES"
Wu Ming put a lot of effort into his love letter.
...Sadly His Highness has some trouble reading it.
Everyone needs a rest sometimes
A small female! HC sticker design inspired by those flower hualian dolls :D
Bon Appetite
CW: suggestive TW: Blood (mentioned, not graphic) (specifically: period blood)
“Ghost, why do you smell so strongly of blood?” He asks as they wander an abandoned and overgrown path miles away from the nearest city.
It is not exactly uncommon for the soldier to smell of ichor, not with the path of destruction and death he has decided to follow by Xie Lian´s side.
Still, they have not had to fight anyone or anything recently, nor are any fluids stuck to their clothing after having the ghost wash them just yesterday in a river they passed by - so by all means Wu Ming should not reek of blood.
The soldier audibly sputters behind him, before covering up his embarrassing reaction with a fake cough.
“Well,…Your Highness, you see…” He starts hesitantly, clearly flustered.
Xie Lian stops in his tracks and so does the ghost by proxy. The brunet turns around and looks at his devotee. Even under the pressure of his gaze does the wrath not continue his explanation, instead nervously shifting from ne foot to the other.
The former god scowls behind his mask. “Answer. Now. My patience is running out.”
Wu Ming looks down at the dirt, expression hidden behind his own smiling mask. Nevertheless, he abides: “Your Highness,…This one must admit that…he´s on his period.”
…
The brunet stares at him. “You´re a man.” He says, and yet it´s a question.
The ghost nods. “I am, but I do not have the bits of one.”
So Wu Ming has a…
“…Does it hurt?” He asks, somewhat quietly. It´s not like the former prince would know – not having one himself nor ever having accepted any concubines he could have asked about such matters.
All he knows is that his mother would sometimes privately complain about pretty bad craps due to her menstrual cycle.
“This one can endure.” The soldier simply answers, confidant in his words.
The ghost is probably right: Having literally experienced a gruesome death, he must find this to be no real comparison but…
Xie Lian remembers his mother also saying she could fulfil her duties and go about her day despite the pain, only to end up clutching at her lower stomach, bend over the dinner table.
He remembers his father going up to her then and saying something about drawing her a warm bath.
His mother had thanked him, but had then quietly whispered that he should join her in the bath to “help her feel better”. Xie Lian is aware that he was not supposed to hear that and would have preferred staying ignorant as well.
Alas, at least this awkward memory had taught him one thing: Sexual acts can apparently sooth the pain of a period, at least temporarily.
…
Unlike his parents, he is not married to Wu Ming, so he has no duty to oblige. – In fact, the soldier had told him that it was fine.
…
…But Xie Lian really wants to.
The thought of helping his last follower through this by…Well, he can´t exactly penetrate him due to his cultivation path but it does not forbid him from…”assisting”.
…He feels hot; just like he did with the Land of the Tender.
He takes off his mask and looks sharply at the other, though he knows there´s probably a blush adorning his cheeks. “Sit down on the fallen tree stump over there.”
The ghost tilts up his head as an inquiry but when he receives no further details he simply follows the given instructions and sits down.
The brunet follows suit, but instead of sitting down beside him, he positions himself in between the wrath´s legs, pulling his thighs apart with one hand.
“Y-Your Highness?!”
“Quiet.” Xie Lian commands harshly. He could not bear being questioned right now when he himself isn´t to sure what he´s doing. – He´s only going off of what he knows from the stories of the soldiers back at the camps after all. – How shameful…
He tugs at the rim of the other´s pants, beginning to pull them down and says: “I´m going to eat you out.”
Bon Appetite, Your Highness.
"Do you regret?"
I thought about calamity era XL agonizing over WM dispersing so I drew a little something :D
Will set this as my new profil banner too
boy trouble (a wulian micro-fic)
CW: The last sentence is suggestive!
Xie Lian isn´t sure when it started but at some point it has become the norm for Wu Ming to lick any small wound the former prince sustains.
"Spit" The ghost had said. "while not outright a cure or medicine does promote the healing of open wounds." He had explained that he had been told as much in the army when bandages had been short in supply and the young soldier wasn´t nearly important enough in rank to hope to get any more than the ones he already had around his head at the time.
A cut there, a tiny injury here. - Without fail the soldier would dutifully lick it, never once doing more than he had promised he´d do.
And for some reason...that bothers Xie Lian. He means: Come on! - One man licking another so regularly would always naturally lead to "more", right?! So why hadn´t Wu Ming done as much so far...?
Is the brunet not appealing enough? - So undesirable to the point that Wu Ming could taste his skin and not feel even an ounce of want?
He knows he´s not exactly...as kind and gentle, let alone sane for that matter, as he used to be but at the very least he is confident in his physical beauty!
So he decides to "test" Wu Ming: Xie Lian purposefully bites his tongue to the point that it slightly bleeds. He acts like it was an accident, like this is a bother worth complaining about.
When the ghost hears his Highness´s woes he instinctively gets ready to lick but after taking a step closer to the former god he suddenly freezes in place.
"T-this one can...ehm...go look for a village to steal salve from-" He stammers, trying to sound calm and collected.
"Come here right this instance, insolent ghost. - You have a job to do." The smaller man commands with an icy glare, his stature not making him any less imposing.
The other abides: He walks over to Xie Lian, hesitating as he slowly cups his god´s cheeks.
Getting impatient from the wrath´s hesitance, the brunet leans forward himself - kissing Wu Ming with tongue.
The former prince must admit to himself that he is neither knowledgeable nor skilled at the prospect of kissing and neither seems Wu Ming. Yet...Xie Lian finds the other endearing and his own flawed performance no obstacle at enjoying the moment.
When they part, the ghost momentarily chases after his lips, catching himself just barely. - Ah, so he does have desire!
Xie Lian lets out a wicked laugh. "Well, well, well, with how eager Wu Ming is he might just find the next cut on my length."
For the wip game! Stalker Xl?? And Little bby emingg?? 👀👀
Stalker XL and baby E-Ming indeed :D
The baby E-Ming fic was meant to take place during Hong Hong-er´s childhood to which E-Ming (in the form of a silver-clad Hong Hong-er) would time travel via irrelavent means
This was then supposed to discuss both their understanding of being "evil" with E-Ming desperatly trying to understand why he´s inherently evil/bad in adult Hua Cheng´s eye(s) and Hong Hong-er struggling to see that the world is wrong about him and not vice versa
As for the stalker fic, I already wrote about it a little in a previous answer and am not sure how much more I can reveal without going into spoiler territory but I can share a little snippet ;)
"At the time, "Wu Ming" as he liked to refer to himself back then was all Xie Lian talked about!"
(...)
"Both had assumed that after years of sparse to no contact at all that surely, Xie Lian had gotten over his silly infatuation..."
Though these lines could still change since this is still a work in progress
I hope you liked my silly little ideas :D
Thank you for particapating as well!
ohooo can i hear about the stalker fic? that sounds so hot ~
Of course! :D
I´m excited to talk about it since it´s been in production hell for a while now (/◕ヮ◕)/
Ok, so basically:
One day Fen Xing and Mu Qing help their friend Xie Lian clean his room.
While doing so they discover his stalker´s shrine dedicated to a certain one-eyed man we know
Now they´ve made it their personal mission to prevent Xie Lian from getting arrested for stalking through....unusual means all while the brunet all but ignores their efforts and keeps going as usual
What FengQing isn´t aware of is that the "victim" might be just as down bad as his stalker ;)
Hope you like this little introduction to the plot <3
That seems very fun :D; don't mind if I do:
-"Merpeople sure like kissing a lot!"
Bingqui mermaid fic
-"Stalker Darling!"
Modern day AU Xie Lian likes Hua Cheng...a normal amount :)
Fengqing have to try preventing him from getting arested lmao
-(Place holder title:) "tgcf x Marcnus Archives"
Xie Lian's boyfriend totally isn't a horror turned human! Stop overreacting! >:(
-"Hua Cheng.exe has stopped working" (never started)
Hua Cheng from the past is brought into the body of his future self
Nobody notices at first and is kinda confused why Chengzhu suddenly looks so flustered by his husband's kisses
-"Yin Yu is a single mother" (on hiatus indefinetly)
Hualian turn into children and Yin Yu is as always not paid enough for what they put him through
-Untiteled (on hiatus indefinetly)
E-Ming takes on a form similar to Hong Hong-er due to shenanigans and E-Ming and Hua Cheng end up talking about what makes a person "bad"
-Untiteled Nr.2 (never started, on hiatus indefinetly)
Mu Qing gets really drunk and mistakes his deputis for his kids
Fen Xin has feelings about that
@notsofrozt
@soapy-soartp
Anyone else who sees this is also welcome to join in <3
WIP GAME!!!
tysm for tagging me @e-n-t-r-o-p-i-c-f-r-o-g <333333
Rules:
- Make a new post with the names of all your files in your WIP folder
-Let people send you asks with the title that most intrigues them, then post a snippet or reveal something about it
- Tag others to continue the game
i'll tag @circus-complex @artingstarvist @ideasloading
...my wip folder is a bit of a mess lmao. putting this behind a "read more" because it's that bad.
"prayer that finds no melody" - my longfic in which godhood works differently, and xie lian is a god of nature
"poetry in the margins" - a fic for the whole voting initiative thing exploring hualian and their interactions with ghost city
Untitled #1 - another voting initiative fic, in which jun wu gives xie lian the attic wife treatment. (dd!dne for noncon, stockholm syndrome)
Untitled #2 - the final voting initiative fic. hong-er's "getting sold to dianxia" wattpad fantasy, except i take it seriously (dd!dne for underage sex)
"see the future and the past collide" - a word of honor fanfic, and it's a parent trap au
"phosphenes" - a modern au wherein xie lian discovers that he's hua cheng's lockscreen and background, and miscommunication ensures.
Untitled #3 - another modern au, with hualian as childhood besties
"our eyes fighting the light" - an idol au wherein the internet loses their collective minds over leaked photos of up-and-coming star hua cheng seemingly flirting with disgraced former star xie lian.
the sequel to "from the hilltops of hell", tentatively titled "from heaven (it's a very long way down)"
"blood to last the night" - the hualian hunger games au that no one asked for.
"a sparrow or a ghost" - a modern au in which xie lian has the ability to see the dead, and a lot of ghosts have been popping up recently.
a fic in which hua cheng dies for good, and xie lian searches desperately for his reincarnation before finally finding him in the modern era. tentatively titled "let's ignite the hourglass"
that isn't even all of them. that isn't even half of them. that isn't even a quarter of them. when i say it's a mess, i mean it's a mess.
Plague Doctor! soldier Hua Cheng who during his days as a nurse comes across a dying patient he found in the middle of the night, looking at them with a completely neutral expression, only the dim blue-ish light of the unusual fire burning away in the lantern he´s carrying illumanating his figure...
similarities
Hua Cheng and Xie Lian are out on a walk through the forest near Puqi village on a nice sunny day.
Somewhere along the line, the calamity spots a one-eyed fox, presumingly having lost the other one in a fight at some point, carrying a lone white flower in its mouth.
Following the animal´s movement a while longer, he can see that it´s bringing the bloom to its mate: a fellow fox who looks delighted at the gift that was just carefully lowered to the ground at their feet.
The ghost turns to his husband who is already watching him in turn with a small smile.
Quoting a character from a play he recently saw he states: “He just like me fr fr.”
The adventures of doodle wulian continue:
My newest wulian brainrot
Wu Ming managed to procure some bandages. - They´re old, older than they probably should be, and only able to be considered clean after the ghost had spent multiple shichen scrubbing it clean over a river until his hands shed skin and turned blue from the icy water.
But! - It´s better to have any medical supplies than none at all; especially considering that His Highness has adapted a less self-preserving style of fighting after...everything that has happened.
The ghost expected some resistance when presenting the bandages to His Highness, after all his beloved has not allowed himself anything nice for a while now, but the reason for his visible displeasure comes...as a surprise to the undead soldier.
The banished god looks at his subordinate that is currently holding out the bandages with a look screaming of anger and...fear. - Shoulders tense and teeth fletching in what would be a growl on an animal.
Without warning, the brunet surges forward and wraps his hand arounds the ghost´s neck.
Wu Ming has been chocked by his god before - alas: not with this much fevour, not with this much strenght.
He considers pretending to wheeze for a breath he doesn´t need to match his beloved´s action but refrains, unsure.
His Highness glares at him all the while, breathing hard.
His breath only calms itself after a few minutes of unsuccessfully robing the air from the soldier´s non-functioning lungs.
The hand around his neck goes lax and slowly retreats.
Where they just were an angry red mark now sits upon his deathly pale skin.
The brunet lets out a humourless laugh. "Right, you can´t perish by seizing to breath, no matter how hard you yourself or someone else tries...So you can´t hang yourself using those bandages either."
His Highness is shaking.
The once-prince sharply turns and walks away, mumbling: "Alright then, we can take the bandages with us."
