Have a silly little doodle in relation to my previous post :D
What being Wu Ming-less does to a mf
Dianxia must ensure that his best soldier stays flexible
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."
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"
Tumblr has hearby taken my social media virginity (since I don´t think ao3 counts lol)
Everyone needs a rest sometimes
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!
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:
Hello there! :DYou have somehow arrived in an endless abyss of my personal brainrot - If you like it here you can find more on my Bluesky (@ideasloading.bsky.social) or on my ao3 (https://archiveofourown.org/users/IdeasLoading/works)I´d love to hear from you on any of those sites <3
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