In Honour Of The Second Chapter Of My Wulian Fic "Feast On This Imitation Of Happiness " Coming Out

In honour of the newest chapter of my fic (https://archiveofourown.org/works/58209523/chapters/155672245)

Sadly only a sketch this time

I´m sure you all know the reference for this pic though 😂

What being Wu Ming-less does to a mf

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]

Felt silly, made a little something in relation to my tgcf fic "To be is to be yours" (Here´s the link if you´re interested)

This shows how XL would have reacted had Wu Ming shown him his face before...the incident

Finally finished the last chapter of this fic! Let´s have some wulian chibis to celebrate! :D

Feast on this Imitation of Happiness - Chapter 3 - IdeasLoading - 天官赐福 | Heaven Official's Blessing (Cartoon) [Archive of Our Own]

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.

Wu Ming´s ideal profession

(This man has killed people btw)

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😭

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.

Everyone needs a rest sometimes