Wei Wuxian

❝Happy birthday Lan Zhan~❞

// It feels like my roleplay book creation skills suck

// Finally switched over to app version. Don't know how well this will go probably will be the same as it was on the website version 

He walked forward in some sort of dazed state. His long black hair hung down a little ways past his back, with a small portion of his hair tied into a half ponytail with a long red ribbon. It swayed gently as the man walked forward. If someone was to feel the man’s hair it would feel as though someone had washed it in something that caused it to feel as soft as the finest silk. His face and body had some feminine features that would cause any man to take a second glance. Of course that second glance would cause them to look at his face. Those beautiful purplish gray eyes would draw them in further, how those eyes despite how dull they seemed today used to be so full of life. Even though the man smiled that charming smile as people passed by, those who truly knew him would see past the fake version. They would know the truth that was hidden beneath the surface. Those who knew him would see a broken man desperately clawing just below the surface wanting air. A man who watched his whole world crash apart in the blink of an eye. A man who hid how he felt just so that others would believe he was strong. A man who was so tired from endless nights of nightmares burning through his mind anytime he tried to sleep. The kind of nightmares that caused you to wake up screaming so loudly that it felt as though one's voice could fall apart just by one false touch. Of course no one would dare to say they saw this in the man. Of course not, people falsely believed that he was strong and could handle himself. So why did he so desperately wish that someone would grab ahold of his shoulders and tell him they knew the truth? Why did he want someone to tell him it's okay to stop pretending for a day and let loose the floodgate of emotions that kept his heart barely beating? Why did he hope for someone to tell him they cared for his emotional well being and wished to help repair what was broken?

//Feel free to drop a starter and I'll get to it as soon as I can.

❝Anyone feel very cold or is it only me that feels this cold feeling?❞

oh the almighty yi ling patriarch ! 

// Dear Spain without the S,
          
          I formally request that you give me back my motivation to come up with roleplay ideas for my roleplay book. Thank you every much in advance.

// I am bating away a story idea that wants to be real :'-D I'm not that grand of a storyteller. At least in the form of making a book :'-D

// I fear some of the scenarios that form in my own mind :'-D What is the deal in my mind wanting to see pain and suffering from a character(s) that doesn't deserve it?