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cont. || @faircstcfall

Shen only eyes her warily for a moment or two, backing up just slightly when she kneels to be closer to his eye level, his own gaze never straying from her face. It annoys him deeply when adults prove Huan’s logic wrong, particularly when Shen himself doesn’t know any better. Between the two, he’s apt to trust the wolf. But, alas, deep down he knows adults have the greater experience.

His beak snaps shut with an audible click-- the protest he’d worked up quickly dying.

“...okay,” Shen concedes quietly. “But how does anyone know?”

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crap i meant to do this earlier but i got distracted so uh. hey. who wants. an inbox call for this cotton ball

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i wonder if bby shen will continue to collect moms like po does dads

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crap i meant to do this earlier but i got distracted so uh. hey. who wants. an inbox call for this cotton ball

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crap i meant to do this earlier but i got distracted so uh. hey. who wants. an inbox call for this cotton ball

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imma say it. “kung fu panda” did more for body positivity and saying that  you can be fat and still be healthy and liked than ANYTHING any beauty companies trying to get your money.

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ASK ME QUESTIONS ABOUT MY CHARACTER!!!

or have your muse ask my muse something about them either: 

out of curiosity 

for the sake of character development 

or for the sake of your muse getting to know my muse better 

because it’s always nice for muses to know the little things about each other that no one else does.

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crap i meant to do this earlier but i got distracted so uh. hey. who wants. an inbox call for this cotton ball

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She stared at him, as if he were a complete stranger and considered him and his words. If only the Soothsayer could have seen her face– typically a sardonic or impassive mask under similar situations, with an expression that could only be described as fear. 

The pieces were slowly lining up for the final act that she had known years before its conception.

There was nothing she could say to that. Not in the sense that she had nothing to retort with, but that she couldn’t be able to say anything without her voice cracking or screaming.

And the last thing she wanted to do was to further incense him.

Instead of voicing every concern, every plea that was lodged in her throat, the Soothsayer stood up with a start and took in a deep breath. 

“…I suppose now would be a good time to take my leave,” she muttered, not bothering to hide how drained she felt.

He had-- he had actually spoken that thought aloud, he realizes in a daze seconds after it leaves him, as he stares down at his caretaker and registers her uncharacteristic expression. Something about it hurts, deeply, in a softer, younger part of himself he’s not accustomed to dealing with anymore, and he almost rushes to sloppily attempt to take back his words in any way he can.

But how can he? The anger is still there; he’s still practically seeing red, even with this new uneasiness floating in over the surface of his rage. No matter what he says, he’s certain she can tell his words were not entirely borne of impulsive wrath. Now she knows the truth about him and his wickedness, and it’s more painful than he thought it’d be.

“...I suppose it would,” he replies lowly, stiffly, and turns away from her.

undoing - act ii || nxbodyelsewill

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crap i meant to do this earlier but i got distracted so uh. hey. who wants. an inbox call for this cotton ball

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crap i meant to do this earlier but i got distracted so uh. hey. who wants. an inbox call for this cotton ball

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a bunch of tiny shens bc i’ve been needing new icons forever and apparently he’s easier for me to draw now?? not sure how that happened tbh

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artists on tumblr stop fukcing lying to yourselves you never draw those sticks and circles when you sketch stuff out you just die and you know it

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callback to that long thread where shen was plotting with an AU version of fung to kill his parents

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𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐬  \  sentence starter pack,  i.  feel free to change wording  \  pronouns as you see fit. 

` 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 `

i’ma say all the words inside my head. 

i’m fired up and tired of the way that things have been. 

don’t you tell me what you think that i can be. 

i’m the master of my sea. 

i was broken from a young age. 

you made me a believer. 

you break me down, you build me up. 

i was choking in the crowd. 

hoping my feelings, they would drown. 

you’re the face of the future. 

` 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘸𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 ` 

we were never welcome here at all. 

it’s who we are.

doesn’t matter if we’ve gone too far.  

taking down names in my book of jealousy.

it’s all uphill from here.

they say we’re crazy. 

` 𝘪 𝘣𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 `

i know i let you down, didn’t i?

i know i took the path that you would never want for me.

i gave you hell through all the years. 

i bet my life for you. 

there’s you in everything i do. 

don’t tell me that i’m wrong. 

i’ve walked that road before. 

please forgive me for all i’ve done. 

` 𝘣𝘢𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘳 `

it’s been a difficult year. 

trust me, darling. 

i’m a man of three fears. 

tell me what you see. 

i don’t wanna fake it. 

wish i could erase it. 

but i’m a bad liar. 

i can’t be what you want me to be. 

this one time, believe me.