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Guess who’s coming back ...

It me !

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redcapharnaum‌:

𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐎𝐍 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄. ❪ &&. @spectrcm ❫

“ right! a dead one is better. only dead people will listen! ”

those had been the last few words he had pronounced that were close to a semblance of sanity. after he had finally come to a term with the fact that xiao xingchen would probably never comeback, his eyes closed and he put a hand on the corpse’s forehead, seeking for a sign, any sign which would allow him to detect something that was remotely close to a few strands of fragmented soul; a soul that was so shattered and broken that even someone as capable as him would remain helpless and unfit to bring it back. it was the first time for xue yang to feel so disarmed and weak that he had somewhat returned to the innocent expression he had once worn on his face like a mere mask. while he felt the surge of water climbing to his eyes, he forced it back inside, the white colour of his eyeballs suddenly seeming bloodshot. a spirit-trapping pouch! he needed a spirit-trapping pouch to keep the remnants of xiao xingchen’s soul safe and sound. and whether or not xiao xingchen would like it, he would bring him back beyond the shadow of a doubt.

eight years had elapsed since, and xue yang had finally been granted the honour to meet the yiling patriarch in person. although he was already aware that there was no hope for the fragments of soul within the spirit-trapping pouch, he still had to try no matter what ways he had to use for the matter. but the events in yi city had taken an unexpected turn and with the seriousness of his own injuries, he had once again fled from the scene in the hope to keep himself alive a little bit longer, and return to the days that had brought him a little bit of what resembled happiness in his misfortune, even at the expanse of xiao xingchen’s well-being. it wasn’t his fault, after all, if xiao xingchen had decided to take his own life. maybe if he had not meddled with what did not concern him, he would still be alive to this day. maybe if they had met in another circumstances, xiao xingchen would still be giving him candies and smile to him in the moments others failed to address him even a little bit of kindness. but in an instant of self-reflection, xue yang maniacally laughed at his own ideas. how ridiculous of him was it to think he would have been any different than this in any other circumstances. this was exactly who he was. he had never been another xue yang, not even a softer, kinder version of himself. he was born like this.

after he had escaped yi city, four more years had passed by. there was no sign of him anywhere near the cultivation world and no sign of ’evil doing’ connected to his name anymore. all these years, he had been clinging onto that tiny spirit-trapping pouch dangling around at his waist, and he had sought for many ways to repair the fragments that were confined inside like broken glass. no matter what he had tried, everything felt utterly useless. his outbursts of anger worsened more and more with the time and he was more often than not completely losing patience; not that he ever had any in the first place. “ what use do i have for you, anyway!? that’s right, stay there, in your little and stupid gullible world where everything is perfect! and never comeback! ” but those were all empty words. because xue yang’s stubbornness was greater than anybody in this world; it was a strength of his that had driven all his life through vengeance and despair, what allowed him to finally make those responsible for what his life was pay for their crimes. and so he worked even harder to restore xiao xingchen’s spirit cognition. the first two years had given no results. neither did the third year. however, the fourth year, something felt oddly different. the weight of the pouch felt heavier at his waist and progressively, what had been only remnants of xiao xingchen’s soul became whole again. he had managed it. he had restored xiao xingchen’s spirit cognition through a miracle that drew a twisted smile on his face again after four years of painstaking hard work.

“ ha! hahaha… I did it. xiao xingchen! can you see that? I did it! ah, wait a minute. ”

xue yang instantly recognised how stupid his question was. of course xiao xingchen couldn’t see. he was blind. and not only was he blind, but his spirit cognition was still trapped in the spirit-trapping pouch. so, when he realised where he was, his feet dragged him back to the cave he had been living in for four years, with xiao xingchen’s body kept unscathed in a coffin he had personally carved for him, surrounded by multiple talismans that could scare quite a few people away if they ever dared stepping a foot inside. even the atmosphere was grim and macabre, but xue yang had never been too mindful of that; in fact, he even thought that it was fit to his personality. at last, with one final effort to draw one of his strongest talismans, xiao xingchen’s spirit cognition returned in his body, and he patiently awaited to see what would appear before him in the next few minutes.

“ welcome back, daozhang xiao xingchen. ” he spoke, his eyes full of malice once again.

For such a very long time, there was only black.  The afterlife was not as they said, not as anybody said.  But then, perhaps it wasn’t an afterlife at all.  Perhaps it was something in between, awaiting the moment the remnants of his soul freed him from this strange limbo.  He didn’t know if the blackness was better or worse than the other theories out there.  After all, only the dead could tell you where the dead went and as cultivators, their task did not generally lead to a discussion on the afterlife itself.

Was he even that anymore?  Were he still alive, could he ever consider himself to be such a thing again?

It would never have been a question at all, it should never have been a question at all, were he alive or were he dead.  But everything changed.  There had always been a certain blackness to the world around him after he had given up his own sight for Zichen, but it had become a blanket - no, a pit - since he had made the decision that he had made, a decision made from grief and the realization that there was nothing left for him in the world.

But the blanket lifted as the world told him that it was not yet done with them.  He could not see.  He could not breathe despite the feel of some strange inhalation he had never before experienced.  He could not feel the air against his skin.  But he could hear.  He could hear that tell-tale voice in the dark and Xiao Xingchen felt himself shudder a breath, pale lips parting.  A hand lifted, trailed across the skin of his face, the cloth he could feel over his eyes.  It was clean.  His skin was free of the blood he thought he could practically still feel as though somebody had taken care of the sorry dead state of him.

Somebody.

The voice rang in his head again.  

“Welcome back, Daozhang Xiao Xingchen.”

His body jerked upright, hand grasped for something, for anything.  His fingers curled around the edge of something wooden, trailing along the side of the box that he was in.  It was like his mind was trying to catch up, trying to make up for so many years in the blackness, but it was slow.  It was slow and it was difficult, and Xingchen choked out a sound somewhere between grief and strained confusion as his blind gaze turned toward the source of that voice.  A voice he knew for it was a voice he had known for so many years.  Once a friend, and--

No.  No.

Never a friend.

He was struggling.  He wasn’t processing what had happened and he felt his fingers grasp against the side of the coffin, his kneels digging in as he tried to push himself up somehow, all the while uttering small words.  No.  No.  Again and again.

No.

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give this post a like if you are interested in a rwby verse wei wuxian starter!!!

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WHAT SHAPE DOES YOUR PAIN TAKE?

SEA.

You're drowning. A sea of emotions, responsibilities, people, things, everything. You just can't handle it all, you need to escape, but you can't. Even talking to someone and being told it's okay, compliments, nice things people say, it all adds up to drown you further. Guilt, for feeling this way when everyone's being nice and you're not enough. 

Will you sink or swim?

tagged by: yoINK tagging: all y’all DO THIS!

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me: I’m gonna restart my multimuse

also me: But what if I only write untamed muses

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wei wuxian — verse ( rwby )

A graduate of Beacon Academy, Wei Wuxian was once a respected licensed huntsman, known for his mischief, his charm, and the nature of his semblance.  With a semblance which allows him to harness dark and resentful energies, he became an asset in the fight against the grimm.  Known much for his skill just as well as the dark stature that seemed to match the nature of his semblance perfectly, he eventually came to be known as The Hollow Whisperer.  He was proud of his accomplishments and as the years passed, both during his time at the academy and beyond, his confidence grew.  He always had a good heart, although some suspected that his semblance had a direct hand in the turn his pride took and the darkness that fed into him.  His pride would eventually be his disgrace.

Years ago, a smaller scale city on Vale’s coast in danger of being overrun by grimm, Wei Wuxian refused to wait for backup before acting.  Time was, after all, of the essence.  But it was just as well his pride that told him again and again that he could handle it, that the touch of sway his semblance had on the dark creatures was enough.  It wasn’t enough, and when the number of grimm he had gathered into a tight-knit section to be swept far away from the city became too much to bear, the city was lost.  Massacred as fear ran rampant.

The world blamed him for the tragedy just as Wei Wuxian did, and eventually, The Hollow Whisperer faded from the world.  Some say that he was killed for the hand he’d had in the tragedy, others say that he was consumed by his own guilt.  Many say good riddance.

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philotimon‌:

@spectrcm​   /   for the night is dark and full of terrors

          Steel shines brightly in the faint light streaming in through the open door — the door James slowly and warily pushes through, revolver at the ready. He keeps his breath slow, even. Recalling his training, which he finds he’s been subconsciously relying on more and more as of late. Ever since the accident, a thought he quickly shoves into the back of his mind before it can manifest, before it can seize him by the throat and throttle him.

          Movement catches his attention and he whirls around to face it, gun still raised. 

          ❝ Stand down! ❞ he barks. Or I shoot, is the unsaid but obvious addition.

           He froze.  It was instantaneous, the moment he spotted the gun on him, and while for a moment, he figured the other man with a cautious expression, a smile found its way to the corners of his lips.  Not necessarily the friendly kind either.  He wasn’t supposed to be here.  He probably wasn’t supposed to be much of anywhere besides, to some, in a cell - or worse, in the ground.  The Hollow Whisperer wasn’t exactly the most favored of titles, though a part of him did wonder how far that disgust stretched.

          “Stand down?  Did you think I would attack you?”  Wei Wuxian’s hand slipping to his waist, he plucked the pitch black of his flute from the sash of his robes and into his hand, holding it up for him to see.  A bold move, perhaps, but something told him that this man was both seasoned and cautious.  He wouldn’t shoot without meaning to do just that.

          “You, a gun, and me, a flute.  What could I possibly hope to achieve?”

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good morning friendos!! making myself squeaky clean and then I’ll be going on a bit of a follow spree to see if I can find some cool folks to write with!!

don’t be shy if you are interested! I swear I don’t bite!

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THIS MULTIMUSE RP BLOG IS BACK IN ACTION!  no proper promo yet, but give this a like if you would be interesting in plotting with me and i’ll gladly check out your blog & shoot a message your way!!  i play muses from the untamed, rwby, bbc merlin, bungo stray dogs, descendants, various disney, the 100, shadowhunters, and more!!!

FIND MY FULL MUSE LIST HERE!

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oh, you are not well, you cannot string your thoughts together how, you do not know, to make it any better love is hard to hold, to hold onto forever hope is then destroyed, it isn’t any better                                                there is one way of telling if a madman’s what you’ll be                            you’ll take one look, and with one look, your eyes will flash with fury                                        but don’t be hard, have some heart, for one day you will see                                    have some heart and hold his soul and give him all your body

                                              INDIE. SELECTIVE. PRIVATE.                                                       JAMES IRONWOOD                                                       PENNED BY STEEL © personals, do not reblog, tyyy

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me an hour ago: yes good i love my theme a+ me now: mmmmmm but do i??????

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THIS MULTIMUSE RP BLOG IS BACK IN ACTION!  no proper promo yet, but give this a like if you would be interesting in plotting with me and i’ll gladly check out your blog & shoot a message your way!!  i play muses from the untamed, rwby, bbc merlin, bungo stray dogs, descendants, various disney, the 100, shadowhunters, and more!!!

FIND MY FULL MUSE LIST HERE!

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y’all ... it’s been awhile, but i exist and am currently more or less on quarantine.  all my jobs have been suspended, so i’m stuck at home and i am READY TO WRITE!!!!!

all the muses on my muse page are still active, but i’m gonna be revamping the whole thing once i find a new muse page i like. <3 but feel free to hit me up for rp in the meantime!!

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and I’m TETHERED to you now, climbing back on again. weaker now somehow, let me be myself again. cause i’m tethered to you now.

FEATURING muses from the 100, bbc merlin, being human, in the flesh, the walking dead, harry potter, disney, && more ! penned by ARI !

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oenomel (page one) ::::  pastebin (raw), google docs / preview

a very generic navigation page to fit the character pages. 

title and three top links. top links are set to home, ask and submit. 

three categories (18 total links) are already set in the code. to add more, just copy a total box and put it after the third. you can add as many or as few as you’d like. 

meraki (page two) ::::  pastebin (raw), google docs / preview

made for either a character directory in a roleplay or indie accounts. 

title and four top links. top links are set to home, ask and submit. the third is meant for your navigation. 

there will be six total character spots when installed. all you need to do is copy and paste a single box if you need additional spots.

“initial” spot for two letters/numbers/whatever you wish. 

a description. it will scroll when you get to a certain point, so length isn’t an issue.

six bullets. please don’t let these overflow because it will mess up the entire thing. 

three icons for character images. they are 60x60 but all square images will resize. 

petrichor (page three) ::::  pastebin (raw), google docs / preview

made for either a character directory in a roleplay or indie accounts.

title and four top links. top links are set to home, ask and submit. the third is meant for your navigation.

there will be six total character spots when installed. all you need to do is copy and paste a single box if you need additional spots.

“initial” spot for two letters/numbers/whatever you wish.

a description. it will scroll when you get to a certain point, so length isn’t an issue. 

six bullets. please don’t let these overflow because it will mess up the entire thing.

one photo for a character image. it is 300x150 (suggested dimensions). 

fyi: the previews will show edited versions of the themes (page 1 is only a change of color). when installing, everything will be blank with place holders for the images. the yellow you will see is #e0bf1a, so you can search for that to change all accents. all other colors are standard and can be changed to your choice. i tried very hard to make everything easy to find/customize. honestly, the pages are fairly simple to navigate, use and edit. 

fonts used: abhaya libre* (titles/google font) and abeezee* (body/google font) & honeybee (bullets/themehive). 

* if you’d like to change the fonts then you’re more than welcome to do so. however, i won’t help with the customization/re-structuring if something happens. everything was coded with the fonts above in mind, and probably won’t look the same with too much of a size increase. 

all i’m asking is that you don’t redistribute ANY of my themes. don’t remove the credit or claim the theme as your own. editing is obviously okay as long as you don’t remove my credit in the corner. any glitches or things i missed? let me know! but i suggest trying to google any questions you may have before asking me! it’s much easier to do that than wait days for me to answer, trust me.

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confession time, i want to be back ... but i don’t even know where/how to restart alsjfhalsjfhlajsfasf.  most of the people i used to write with aren’t active anymore and i’m just looking around at my dash and at my blog like wut do.  i’ll figure it out, i’m just totally blanking right now for some reason LOL!