Indie RP blog for Nie Huaisang from MDZS || Currently mostly found on my HSR sideblog || Read pinned post before interaction || I also have two sideblogs
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“But in the end, I… still think… it’s so unfair. If I wasn’t destined to be perfect, I at least wanted to be perfectly kind. But… I couldn’t even manage that.”
indie multimuse blog featuring Yin Yu and other xianxia muses (oc and canon). written by veri. sideblog to cuckoo-among-beasts.
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What a fucking day...
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O' SACRED STAR, LIGHT OUR WAY! An independent, selective, & private roleplay blog for a canon-adjacent protagonist original character from MONSTER HUNTER STORIES 2: WINGS OF RUIN. Penned lovingly by Neon. Est. July 2021. | CARRD. | PINNED POST.
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the terrible fire of old regret is honey on my tongue
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Crossover that lets me make my favorites good friends.
#fanart#i've only read a little of svsss (i will at least finish vol 1 one day)#and seen the donghua so i don't know much about those characters#but this is good art and my beloved lazy shithead xD
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My character is under a truth serum, ask them anything. "Why do you think people pursue longevity and youth, do people like those not trust the future generations?"
@wiseclnheir || truth serum meme

"I don't think it has anything to do with trust. People want to live forever and look youthful because they are afraid of missing out and afraid of what might come after death." Or at least that seemed to be the general reasons for it. Some wanted it for other reasons, selfless reasons, and they were the one who might actually achieve it.
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"It's just linen, it should be fine and I have many zhongyi at home." It was, after all, the base layer of his outfits. At least the one he was wearing was one of his regular white ones and not one of the coloured ones he owned, they were a bit more expensive and sensitive.
When Hua Cheng began to undress, Huaisang tried to look away, but it was hard to ignore the man. Should ghosts really be that... pleasant? By the time the Ghost King is done, Huaisang has to force himself to not stare wide eyed, but he can't do anything about the dust of pink on his cheeks.
Huaisang then removes his boots, accessories and belt, followed by his outer robe. Left is his zhongyi: white long-sleeved linen shirt and trousers. No one besides his brother and servants has seen him in less clothes than this. Few even got to see him in anything but a full set of robes and accessories.
"I am..uhm... done." He's a sect leader, why is he suddenly feeling like a youth again?
He looked the other over for a moment and tilted his head. "You sure you want to get your underclothes wet? The salt water isn't good for those fabrics." The ghost king had no issue in providing something for Nie to wear but wouldn't force the other to change. "Whatever you're comfortable with, you are my guest."
Hua Cheng said and after finishing his drink and set aside he first took off his shoes to leave on the ground, followed by his belt with Eming and his silver accessories. He then stood and casually started disrobing, taking everything off and set aside down to just his undergarments. Looking down to Nie he smiled slyly and waited, a hand resting on his hip as he stared down at the cultivator to also undress so they could go swimming.
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Huaisang frowns. He doesn't like seeing san-ge this sad. This upset. The usual cheerful or bewildered expression on his face turns somber as he moves to sit next to his friend. "You know you can tell me anything, san-ge. I'm your friend and didi. You don't need to always be strong and shoulder everything yourself." Huaisang's voice is soft, caring, showing signs of genuine worry for the man he has come to view as a brother.
"...I wish I could tell the truth, show you who's behind the door." The smile that sits on his face drops now that there's no one around - he is here but he seems far away, gaze distant and looking into the long ago past. It is perhaps the first REAL glimpse of the man underneath the polished exterior that anyone has seen in months. "I wish you knew what all this pantomime and pageantry was for."
@cuckoo-among-beasts liked for a lyric starter !
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"No, we don't, but I believe that more disagreements can be solved in peaceful manners. Cultivators are often too quick to fight it out." For many, it was about showing who was strongest, who had the most power. But power is more than just one's abilities to wield a blade.
"If someone wishes for death, they can seek that death themself. There's no need to involve others. I know it's frowned upon, but I don't see the harm in ending your own life if that is what you wish for." Words that would enrage many. Some even viewed it as unfilial, but Huaisang disagrees.
"Perhaps we should change the topic? Is there anything you wish to see or do while you are here?" Being a good host involved making your guest happy and the previous topic was not a particularly happy one.
"Unfortunately we do not live in a kinder world."
He shakes his head, perishing the thought. Such deep talks were meant for future leaders, true. But there is still a youth to Muyeon that the stress of leadership has not destroyed yet.
"If one party only wishes for death, what do you propose to do?" it was a action that , unlikely to happen, a peaceful ending would be agreeable.
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My character is under a truth serum, ask them anything.
MY CHARACTER HAS TO ANSWER TRUTHFULLY, NO MATTER THE QUESTION.
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“But in the end, I… still think… it’s so unfair. If I wasn’t destined to be perfect, I at least wanted to be perfectly kind. But… I couldn’t even manage that.”
indie multimuse blog featuring Yin Yu and other xianxia muses (oc and canon). written by veri. sideblog to cuckoo-among-beasts.
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I'm your puppet, you control me I'm your puppet, I don't know me (Did I wait too long?) I'm your puppet (Did I wait too long?) You control me (Did I wait too long?) I'm your puppet (Did I wait too long?) I don't know me
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Happy Pride from me and my flatmate.

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I just realised that canonically, Jin Ling and Lan Sizhui (172 cm) are the same height as Huaisang xD
Huaisang is a smol man.
Lan Jingyi is shorter though, with 4 cm.
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I'm still thinking way too much about Yin Yu. He definitely is my favourite TGCF character. I love him.
But also, him and Mu Qing. As like, weird kind of friendship. Maybe like, forced to work together at first. idk.
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For once, Huaisang isn't sure what to say. He doesn't want to joke about what he's just been told, but he also doesn't want to dip into Hua Cheng's tragic past. Of course he's curious, but he has not yet asked any questions about his life as human. It felt rude doing so. Instead, Huaisang just hums to show that he listens.
"I fear most would not agree," he replies with a, slightly self-deprecating, chuckle. He's still known as the Headshaker in the cultivation world and although he has no regrets, sometimes he wished he didn't need to act as much. Mostly though, he found it entertaining. Hua Cheng is currently the only one he is not acting around and it's surprisingly relieving.
Or only acting very over-dramatically, as soon would be shown.
"Nooo, now I'm feeling much worse again," he says, making a noise of utter distress. "I think you need to put your hand back." If he does, maybe Hua Cheng actually likes being this close to him.
"Hm, what can I say? Maybe I have a inner longing to nurture another when I was denied that kindness in life." Hua Cheng said with a low hum in thought. He had been alone in life, a sickly child that was outcasted. If there had been someone around to take sympathy on him maybe things would've been different.
Pulled from his thoughts when told Nie liked him as well he smiled warmly to the other male. "I have fine peculiar taste." He chuckles and when told that the cultivator was feeling better he pulled his hand out from under Nie's shirt, allowing him to move if he wanted to. Though if he was being honest didn't want the contact to stop.
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