Every Single One Of My Wulian Fics Ever:

It´s Wu Ming-Wednesday, my dudes

Wu Ming´s ideal profession

(This man has killed people btw)

Bluesky Social

IdeasLoading (@ideasloading.bsky.social)

Dianxia must ensure that his best soldier stays flexible #tgcf #xielian #wuming #wulian

Dianxia must ensure that his best soldier stays flexible

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"

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.

The adventures of doodle wulian continue:

I´m now on tumblr, guys

Tumblr has hearby taken my social media virginity (since I don´t think ao3 counts lol)

A small female! HC sticker design inspired by those flower hualian dolls :D

Fellas, the brainrot is at it again

Ok, so I started listening to the Magnus Archives and my hualian infested mind went: "Huh, I could make a semi-horror hualian one-shot inspired by the presentation of said podcast."

BUT I SHOULDN`T; I ALREADY HAVE TOO MANY UNFINISHED WIPS😭