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okay looks like i might at least start posting my art here again but be aware in the time since i retreated to twitter almost all of my content has become hua cheng x he xuan. smatterings of beefleaf, fengqing and assorted mdzs and svsss content in there.

but yeah if any of you guys have issues with “canon breaking” ships this is not gonna be ur fave account lmao

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do. do i have to return to this bitch of a website

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Lan Xichen opens a door he regrets (18/?)

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put in the tags whether u think your icon could beat the person you reblogged from's icon in a fight to the death

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More mermay, this time with NieLan

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what matters is ‘you’ and not the state of you. no matter what’s happened in the past, I will never leave you.

march gif challenge by @lan-xichens || week 4

>  typography and quotes 

tgcf chapter 238, translated by suika

Weiterlesen

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mafia bflf that was supposed to be for the ship week but i didn’t finish in time rip

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softe beefleaf kis

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yunmeng represent!

[image is a drawing of jiang yanli, wei wuxian, and jiang cheng dressed in modern styles, standing with their arms linked. yanli is in an oversized lavender sweater, a purple mesh skirt with 3D applique of a lotus pond on the outer layer, and chunky sneakers. wei wuxian is wearing a red crop top with the letters YLLZ on it, a black bomber-style jacket with embroidery of a pair of red wings, and heavily distressed black jeans. jiang cheng has short hair and is wearing a black leather jacket over a purple shirt with a snake pattern and dark slacks. yanli and wei wuxian are grinning, while jiang cheng has an aloof expression.]

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the clusters of quivering magnolia branches were shut outside the window.  yet…

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Is this how It ends? 👀

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He Xuan squeezes his hand, and for a little while they’re quiet. When they’ve almost reached the gates of the manor — no longer underwater the way they once were — He Xuan speaks up again.

“You know, since you came here, everything has become... lighter.”

“Lighter?”

He lifts his shoulders, looking a little sheepish. “I don’t know how to explain it. It’s like the clouds aren’t heavy like they used to be. And the forest isn’t as dark and the waves aren’t as rough. Even the cries of the seagulls seem gentler.”

Shi Qingxuan and He Xuan navigate the waters of their rebuilt relationship.

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i got these very soft huaxuans to offer!

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i think we need to bring the huaxuan agenda to this hellsite too it’s growing more popular over on twitter

i got a bunch of art i didn’t post here, anyone want to see that?

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The youth dropped down to his knees in front of the scorched black surface of the altar. He bent over deeply, clutching his head with both of his hands, and bellowed in immense and devastating pain.

He didn’t dare to look at what had become of the person lying on the altar, because what laid there didn’t look human anymore.