#GhostlyPath

[nineheadeddemon]

ghostlypath continued from here

His lips twitched towards a smile that only decades of practice kept from breaking over his features at the exaggerated adulation for aid. Instead, he merely arched one brow cooly at the other before lifting a hand. One gesture had the ropes falling away from the other before he turned to walk back towards the direction the camp was in. Knowing full well that Wei Wuxian would follow him.

Only once his back was turned did his lips finally pull into a smile, amusement flickering in his eyes. He'd never admit it, but his life had become far more entertaining after the other had entered it. Headache-inducing at times, yes, but there was variety now. Like a fresh spring breeze bringing new life to the baren escape of winter.

[roscvcins]

@ghostlypath asked : ‘ no matter what , i’ll be here . ’ (yin yin)

His eyes NARROW, ever so slightly - the effect diminished likely very much by the bird that is currently perched on his shoulder, shedding a fluffy feather. Brushes it gently from his sleeve and steps into the other's personal space, regarding him from beneath thick lashes. "Sounds like you're agreeing to be implicated as my partner in crime." A smile, SHARPER than the ones he typically displays. "Have you thought it through? I don't take lightly to broken promises."

[h3artf3ltint3nt]

@ghostlypath continued from x

Kexin can't help the smile that crosses her features at his cheerful greeting. He was always so full of energy. Even more so than she was, which was sometimes difficult to beat. Particularly when it came to her sect siblings. Well, besides A-Sang. She waves back and laughs softly as the pen bounces on to his lap. What in the world was he doing writing up there? How odd.

"How to Survive in Cloud Recesses guidebook?" she repeats, amused. "Surviving by not following rules I'm sure," she jokes, chuckling again. She shakes her head before lithely jumping onto the rooftop where he was sitting. "You know, telling me you were working on writing a guidebook does not answer my question," she muses, crossing her arms. Though the smile on her face shows that it's more playful than actually annoyed. Besides, she could tell that he hadn't anyways.

[diivineray]

places a kiss on hua cheng's brow cuz cant leave the eyebrow hair out

Hua Cheng's eye blinked as he felt the soft touch of lips against his brow. A wave of conflicting emotions washed over him as part of him longed to surrender to the moment, while another part silently resisted. He yearned to feel those tender lips completely and without any barriers.

As time passed without any sign of his lips, his imagination began to feel more and more underwhelming.

Hua Cheng looked up, his eyes meeting Wei Wuxian’s gaze, as he softly called out, "A-Ying."e points a finger and taps his lips gently. “Here next.”

[dcstinyscdgc]

@ghostlypath said: he’s nudging shi.di’s arm with a lotus seed pod/stem over n over to start some shit, but the lotus seeds are for him actually (gift-giving feat. big sibling energy)

"What do you want?" Jiang.Cheng said louder than necessary, snatching the stem from him to stop the insistent nudging.

His nerves were already at their end, and it hadn't even been the usual length of time it took for Wei.Wuxian to get there. Guess he was excelling at that like he did everything else.

[riwrite]

from @ghostlypath. [ eat ]  for your muse to offer mine food (offering nhs a trip to the restaurant in caiyi town mayhaps? also hiiiii)

nie huaisang nods eagerly, not even waiting until wei wuxian's done with his pitch for an evening spent in town before agreeing. eating a dinner that tastes like actual food for once, free to laugh and gossip with a friend or two as much as he wants always sounds like the best possible idea after a few days spent with no reprieve under the stuffy rules that govern the cloud recesses, weathering mind - numbing lectures and facing the derision born of disappointment from lan elders when huaisang fails to perform to the levels of his peers. ( at least wei wuxian is there to draw most of their ire now ! )

already, he feels lighter.

   " we're not ordering whatever you did last time, though ! " he points his closed fan accusingly at wei wuxian, recalling the sensation of fire in his mouth. it turns out there's such a thing as too much flavor. " all i tasted was pain and i'm not doing that again ! "

[headshaker]

( you're gonna scare it // always accepting ) WEI WUXIAN [ @ghostlypath ] WROTE: Wei Wuxian drummed his knuckle against one of the metal bar of the birdcage, finding amusement from the coos and fluttering of wings from within. “This pigeon of yours is quite reliable. Did you really train it to fly from here to Qinghe?”

NIE HUAISANG OPENED THE CAGE. The pigeon fluttered eagerly to his hand — and the seeds he held. He didn't normally feed it from his palm like this, but it would subtly remove the bird from Wei Wuxian's pestering. Really, this guy didn't have a way with animals at all . . .

❝I did,❞ there was a tinge of pride to his voice. ❝Homing pigeons are loyal animals. They always want to go home to their loft and their mate. They'll fly over ten thousand li if they have to. The distance between here and Qinghe is nothing.❞

He stroked the pigeon's head with gentle affection, and it accepted the gesture with soft cooing. ❝Meihua here is especially impressive. She hasn't gotten lost once no matter how far I've taken her.❞

[adversitybloomed]

🌸  ┊ letter received from  @ghostlypath       Wei Wuxian :  “Ah, October. The harvest season. Perfect for harvesting souls.” / Autumn/Halloween Sentence Starters.

          she did not mean to snort like she did, but soon enough her hand moved to cover her lips as she tried to hide her smile. she knew he was being sarcastic, yet there was a truth to it that many did not wish to admit. while many got to enjoy the Autumn weather, for the harvest season often meant that delicious food was cooked, others had to suffer from those would practice the darkest of arts in order to practice what they did not truly understand.

          it was one of the many reasons why a Night-Hunt was so important ━━ to help protect those who could not protect themselves. they were to stop the rising of evil and bring peace to the spirits of those were gone.

        ❝  Qiān Bēi, are you trying to get us into trouble ?  ❞    she asked, though she struggled to keep the amusement out of her tone.      ❝  they might think we are here to Harvest such a thing... though we are here try and stop that from happening again...  ❞    lowering her hands from her lips, she gave a small smile to someone who passed them by, an older woman who seemed to be giving them a disapproving look.

[evcryopeneye]

@ghostlypath asked: " sorry, it's a bit messy in there. " (feng wu!)

“Huh,” she was not expecting the statement, truth be told, it was better than the families ancestral home when they had arrived. It had taken three years of hard work for Feng Wu to even manage to restore two of the rooms, the rest of the large compound left to rot. As much as she disliked it…it was the most that she could do. Even her best was failing these days. 

How times had changed. 

“So, is this like, your study or something?”

The question is asked as innocently as she could muster, but it was probing too. Feng Wu surveyed the piles of books, not entirely sure what to make of the entire situation she had found herself in. She knew deep down that she knew him. Something was there. A feeling of warmth and safety, though it was hard to trust your own judgment when you didn’t remember your own track record. 

Would assuming the worst just straight up make her a bad person?

Even if assuming the best in people was what had got her here in the first place, right?

There’s a soft sigh from Feng Wu, she swallowed the lump in her throat as she moved, eyes flicking through names of manuscripts she didn’t recognise now would she understand. Wasn’t like she remembered anything she had learned in the temple anyway. 

“Was I really you know, good at any of this?”

[nineheadeddemon]

ghostlypath asked: “we're looking out for you.” (him and his hell birbs shhhh)

One brow arched as he slowly turned to look at the other, rather disbelieving in what was currently occurring. It had been.....a very long time since someone had defended his back, let alone looked out for him. As one of the strongest members of the Chenrong army he was typically the one doing the protecting. "I don't remember requesting assistance from you......ever."

[roscvcins]

"So - what are my chances of honest advances?" The question phrased is put TOO LIGHTLY, too lightly even for him - so he can imagine how the other feels. As if sensing the unrest in the air between them, X.ie B.i A.n steps closer. "I'd say LOW." A sigh, a slow shake of the head, he spreads his hands - "Better to win by admitting my sin than to lose with a halo."

@ghostlypath liked for a lyric starter !

[h3artf3ltint3nt]

@ghostlypath continued from x

Kexin was someone that enjoyed reading. Or at least, she enjoyed reading that she found interesting. Thousands of rules or the same techniques she'd read and learned about already? Not so much. That being said, the Lan sect did hold the most extensive library, at least in regard to cultivation history and techniques, so she'd been told. Once the lessons for the day were over and Huaisang had run off somewhere (likely to catch birds or to paint), Kexin had decided to take the opportunity to browse said library, which led her to witness this situation. She wasn't exactly surprised by it, given the time she'd been around Wei Wuxian. But that didn't stop her from having the feeling that she was about to get dragged into some sort of mischief. Despite that feeling, she didn't hesitate to move closer when he gestured.

"A prank?" she replied in her own whisper, eyes widening some. "Wei-xiong, that's definitely going to get you into trouble," she commented. When he asked about Wangji, she sighed and answered with "Last I saw, he was talking with Xichen-ge,"

At his expression before his final statement, she furrowed her brows, wondering what he wanted. "A spare set of hands? You want me to help with your prank?" she asked in surprise. She shifted anxiously at the request. On one hand, she wanted to say no. Sure she and A-Sang played pranks pretty often back home, but they were meant to be representing their Sect while here and she didn't want to make Dà-gē look bad or disappoint him. On the other hand, she had wanted to make friends and well, Wei Wuxian was pretty fun to be around and she wanted him and Jiang Wanyin to like her. After a moment of contemplation she sighed and held her hands out. "I am so going to regret this," she murmured, relenting to help him.

[diivineray]

“ If you’re short, simply get taller. ” (jc lmao)

UNHINGED COMEDIC RELIEF

        ⋅˚₊‧ ୨ …𖥸 …୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅ ― ❝ What if I made you shorter instead? ❞

[dcstinyscdgc]

@ghostlypath said: i didn’t mean to wake you. (for qing)

She half sat up, seconds passing as she stared across him in the dark. His hours were similar to what she kept when taking care of patients - yet he never disclosed to her why he kept them.

Maybe he turned into an insomniac when she wasn't paying attention, or had other little tasks he took up in the middle of the night. With him, either were an option.

"You going to lie back down?"

[disco-rabbit]

🌟✨ The Moonlit Path ✨🌟

Welcome to the Moonlit Path, an enchanting path that always leads travelers to the crystal city of Discopia. Whether you find yourself lost in the fairy and spirit-filled forests, the Moonlit Path will guide you safely back to civilization.

[deiscension]

once you're stripped clean, what's at your core?

𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐝.

the thought of your found family is what motivates you in your own little world. you touch the clouds, and the soil gives way under your footprints... this is utopia. if you were to erase one thing, it would be your memory. experience is important, but ignorance is bliss. identity, in heaven, should give way to happiness. you'd give anything just to sit by the swings and eat ice cream, but this isn't that kind of world. you have to get up and wash the dirt off of your scraped knees. i think you have an escapism problem.

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